happy event

Chapter 177 Death Gate Star

Zi Zhu glared at Yi Ba, who was speechless, and said angrily, "Don't go to the kitchen to serve a bowl of porridge."

Yiba also understood at this moment, and remedied with a smile, "Madam, those people can't spit ivory out of their mouths, so don't take it to heart."

Dong Rong smiled wryly, and waved her hands in response, "You are my personal maids, so you don't have to shy away from speaking. Those people don't know the inside story, they just watched me enter the door, and the old prince and princess passed away one after another, so they made up some gossip Let them talk, as long as the lord is not careful, even if others talk about it, it will not affect our life. The mansion is in chaos these days, and you should be strict in your actions, don't let people see the joke, do you know?"

The two maids thought about it for the same reason, so they nodded in agreement, "Yes, ma'am."

"Well said." Mr. Feng pushed the door in with a smile, followed by Murong Huaide with a guilty expression on his face.Dong Rong hurriedly got up to salute, but was stopped by Mr. Feng, "My family, don't be polite. I just came to see how my two disciples and grandchildren are doing. I've been so busy these days, so don't tire the little guy out."

Dong Rong replied with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Feng, for thinking about it. There is a funeral at home and I can't take care of you. After staying for a few days, I will cook some good dishes for Uncle Feng to make up for the banquet."

Mr. Feng nodded in relief, but he declined when he opened his mouth, "Uncle Feng appreciates it, but you are heavy now, so you still need to take better care of yourself. Come, let me have a look."

Dong Rong sat down obediently, and finally stretched out her wrist.Mr. Feng's medical skills are much better than Qingfeng's, so he just took a moment and said, "These days may have been too exhausting, and the pulse is a little weak."

Murong Huaide was fixing his wife's sleeves, his heart tightened when he heard this, and he asked, "Master, what should I do, do you want to take two doses of tonic?"

Dong Rong is the one in her family who knows her own affairs best. In the past few days, she has been busy inside and out, and she eats vegetarian meals, so her health will naturally be worse than before.What makes her most uncomfortable is that she can't sleep well at night. As a person who came from a peaceful age, she has never experienced such secrets and chaos. In less than half an hour, two people she knew well died of poisoning. up the shadows.For the past two nights I have always had nightmares and woke up sweating profusely.But Murong Huaide had to keep vigil all night and couldn't be by her side.So after two or three days, a haggard look appeared on his face.

Thinking like this, she opened her mouth, "I just can't sleep well, why don't you prescribe some calming soup, master."

Murong Huaide frowned when he heard that, feeling a little guilty in his heart, these few days he was only busy with funeral arrangements, he neglected his wife, he didn't even know that she was sleeping well.

Dong Rong saw his face change, she couldn't bear him to blame herself, so she took his hand to cover it with her sleeve.Only then did Murong Huaide feel better, and said in a low voice, "After the funeral tomorrow, I will be back in the evening."

Mr. Feng saw that the young couple were so affectionate, and when he thought of the woman who died in his arms the day before yesterday, he heaved a long sigh in his heart.They still don't have enough fate, otherwise, how could they end up like this?

"Anshen Decoction is not good for the fetus, why not drink more milk before going to bed. In addition, the meal should not be too light. Although it is necessary to observe filial piety, we must make an exception for the sake of the child, otherwise it will be bad for the child to grow up."

Hearing this, Zizhu hurried forward to inquire carefully.Mr. Feng did not hide his secrets, and wrote several soup prescriptions with tonics for her, and finally refused the young couple to give them away, and walked out alone.

Dong Rong recalled the old man's distraught appearance that day, and said with some distress, "When you see Qingfeng again, remember to ask him to take care of Uncle Feng. He seems to have aged a lot in the past few days."

Murong Huaide helped her to sit up, and said, "I will arrange these, so you can take care of your health. You don't need to go to the front yard in the afternoon, just go to the mourning hall to see off your mother and concubine when the funeral is held tomorrow." After that, He lowered his head and gently stroked his wife's belly, and comforted him in a low voice, "Son, Daddy will be back tomorrow night. Before that, you have to protect your mother well."

Dong Rong's heart was very warm when he heard it, and she slowly leaned into his arms.The young couple didn't speak for a long time, they just cuddled together to draw strength from each other. From then on, they were the only ones to rely on each other in this world.

The warm moment is always very short. Sun Sandong, who was promoted to the housekeeper of the palace, quickly found him, and Murong Huaide whispered a few words before leaving in a hurry.

Seeing his figure disappearing at the gate of the courtyard, Dong Rong thought that she might not be able to go back to Qing County in the short term, so she pulled herself together and arranged for people to send back the dowry gifts that had been pre-arranged.The Yang family is still waiting for the Dong family to hire them. Don't delay it for a long time. If Mrs. Yang thinks that Dong Ping will be in chaos and abandon him, it will be bad.

Zizhu and Yiba were very happy that the master could find something to do to change their mood, so one made fruit tea again, and the other ran to call Wenniang.

Wen Niang took the betrothal gift booklet and carefully explained the quantity of the items to the master, and finally thought about it and said, "If Madam doesn't dislike it, I will go back with the motorcade. a helper."

Dong Rong happened to have the same thoughts, so she complied, and finally remembered Niu's greedy temper and gave a lot of careful instructions.

Wen Niang remembered all of them in her heart, and then went to find Jia to arrange the carriage and other chores.It was just the end of August, and many caravans in Kyoto were going north to buy furs. As soon as Jia passed through his shop, he quickly found a caravan of the same trade.

On the second day, when Concubine Liu's coffin was carried out of the gate of the palace, no one noticed that there were four or five carriages full of goods on the road quietly outside an inconspicuous small gate behind the palace.

A dozen miles outside the city, in a small valley that no one cares about, the pale-faced Bingsi is sitting beside a new grave, drinking wine.A gust of north wind blew by, and a few paper money that escaped the fire borrowed their strength and flew away freely.

Bing Si unconsciously followed the paper money with his eyes for a long while, drank the wine in the altar, then patted Xinfen and said in a low voice, "When I was young, there was a girl in my neighbor's house who looked just like you. Originally, my parents said they would marry her as my daughter-in-law, but after a flood, she drowned together with my parents.

I was the only one who survived holding the big tree, and was taken back into the dark camp by the young master.I saw that you looked like that girl, and you were pitiful, and I wanted to try to get you out when things came to an end.

Even if you don't want to marry me, you can stop being beaten and scolded, and live a comfortable life for a few days, but it's a pity... I can't speak to Lord Yan, and I can't help you.But I will watch for you that vicious Miss Liu will have a tragic end, so you can rest assured to reincarnate. "

I don't know if there is someone under the red jade spring, but a clump of weeds next to the grave suddenly shook a few times.Bing Si was stunned for a moment, then smiled and cupped his hands, stood up with difficulty and walked away slowly...

Ever since Dong Ping received a letter from his sister saying that he wanted to move back, he was overjoyed and didn't know what to do, so he sent Xizi back to Four Seasons Garden to inquire about it every three or two days.But wait and see, half a month has passed, and there is still no sign of the convoy. Could it be that something happened on the road?
He was thinking like this, but Xizi ran in from the door happily, and before he could catch his breath, he shouted, "My lord, Manager Zhang said that the convoy is back!"

"Really? I'll tell my husband right now, let's go home!"

Xizi hurriedly smiled and waved her hands, "I have just reported to Mr. Yang, we can go back by car now."

Dong Ping rarely patted him on the head and praised, "Well done, I will reward you with a hundred dollars for food."

"Thank you, Young Master, for the reward!"

The master and servant hurried out of the academy talking and laughing, and finally jumped into their own carriage and rushed back to the Four Seasons Garden.But on the way to the courtyard on the top of the mountain, he found that everything was quiet. Dong Ping was puzzled and asked Guanshi Zhang who was picked up, "My sister is tired, why is the house so quiet?"

Although Zhang Guanshi couldn't bear to see the good-tempered second young master disappointed, he still said, "Second young master, something happened in the capital, well, the old concubine passed away again, the prince and his wife are afraid that they will be together in a short time." I can’t come back. But Madam sent Wen Niang back a lot of betrothal gifts, and it seems that she even wrote a letter to the Second Young Master.”

Didn't the old prince pass away less than a hundred days ago, and the old concubine also followed, is there something hidden in it?My brother-in-law suddenly lost his parents, and he must have felt uncomfortable, and wondered if he could take good care of his pregnant sister.

Thinking of this, Dong Ping frowned, and walked into the second door in twos and threes.It just so happened that Wen Niang had just picked up the news, so she didn't hesitate, and took out a thick envelope when Dong Ping came in.

Dong Ping opened the letter without taking a sip of the tea and read it. Finally, he was stunned for a long time, and finally said to Wen Niang and Manager Zhang in a deep voice, "Since my sister has made arrangements, we will go back to Dong's house tomorrow, and then Propose the appointment as soon as possible, preferably within three to five days."

Wen Niang and Zhang Guanshi glanced at each other, both felt that the day was a bit rushed, so they persuaded, "Second Young Master, it's a big deal to propose marriage and hire someone, so don't be careless, it will take at least half a month to complete."

Dong Ping waved his hand a little irritably, and replied, "I will go to the Yang family to explain it myself, you just make arrangements. After I am hired, I will go to Beijing immediately, and I am worried about my sister's place."

Wen Niang remembered that her wife rarely had a smiling face these days, she would be happy to see her brother gone, so she replied, "Don't worry, Second Young Master, we will definitely be more nervous."

Dong Ping nodded, and finally took the dowry gift list and read it carefully before asking Steward Zhang to seal the box and send it to Dong's house together tomorrow.

Not to mention how Dong Ping missed his sister so much that he couldn't sleep all night, but said that the Dong family in Huaishu Village has been really lively these past few days. When the villagers heard that Dong Ping had won the Juren, they were so happy that they flocked to Dong's house to congratulate him.

Master Dong naturally got the news earlier than the villagers. He regretted in his heart that he should have ignored the eldest son and daughter. Now that the eldest daughter has become a princess, the eldest son is in high school. But there is no light at all.

But things have come to this, and he can admit in front of the villagers that he is not respected by his sons and daughters, so he can only greet the guests with a smile while swallowing his bitterness.

(End of this chapter)