White Hedge Dream

Chapter 11 Idea

Lu Jin did not leave Dongyang Hou Mansion until evening.

I had dinner with Madam Hou of Dongyang, played cards with Madam Hou, and finished drawing in front of Madam Hou. During this time, no one mentioned the new young lady, and Madam Dongyang Hou did not ask her to come to accompany her again, as if she did not exist in the family. .

However, this person really exists and is not fake.

Lu Jin sighed lightly.

"What? Is that person really extraordinary?"

Questions sounded in the room.

Lu Jin came back to his senses and looked at Ding Anbo and his wife sitting above.

Ding'an Bo was nearly fifty years old, and he was broad and fat. Unlike Dongyang Hou, a commoner who had risen through the ranks of dragons, Ding'an Bo was a member of the family, and his ancestors had been high-ranking officials and well-paid for several generations.

Ding'anbo was wearing a brocade robe, and the gems on his belt were probably passed down from his ancestors.

"Uncle, it takes a day to get back and forth from Lingquan Temple to the capital." Lu Jin did not answer, but whispered first, "You'd better take a car and walk around the city tomorrow."

Otherwise, Dongyang Houfu would know that it was a lie and he would not have gone to Lingquan Temple at all.

Ding Anbo snorted: "I just want them to know that I'm a liar."

Mrs. Ding'anbo, who also had a round face and a chubby face, interrupted them and asked Lu Jin: "Tell me what this person is like? Is it really just for excuses?"

Lu Jin did not lie to Madam Dongyang Hou. In fact, it was not just the third lady who speculated like this. Almost everyone in the family also speculated like this. Zhou Jingyun has not been married for so many years and he can't even look down on the daughter of Uncle Ding'an. Who is he waiting to fall in love with? Marry a princess?

This sudden marriage was not from a well-known family, so everyone naturally suspected that it was a fake.

Lu Jin said: "This Miss Zhuang is very ordinary."

She recalled the Zhuang Li she had seen. He was not ugly, but he was definitely not beautiful. His manners were gentle and quiet, and his clothes were simple and uninspiring. Although the material was very good, it looked like it was made by the Dongyang Marquis Mansion. , with the unfamiliarity of being ill-fitting.

"Mrs. Dongyang Hou's reaction was very unpleasant, so." Lu Jin sighed again, "This marriage is true."

If it was fake and staged, it would be more appropriate for Mrs. Dongyang Hou to be affectionate and affectionate with her new daughter-in-law. Unlike now, she really dislikes her so much that she doesn't want to take another look.

Mrs. Ding Amber raised her sleeves, turned her head and sobbed, "My poor daughter."

Although she knew that Zhou Jingyun would renew her relationship sooner or later, she was still very sad when she heard that her daughter would no longer be remembered.

Uncle Ding'an slammed the table with anger: "Zhou Jingyun, this kid, is really ungrateful. If I hadn't asked the emperor to marry him, he would definitely have been granted a marriage by the demon queen. In that case, now his Dongyang Marquis Mansion is gone! "

After saying this, he got even angrier and stood up to pace.

"He married my daughter and avoided the involvement of the Demon Queen. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he has come back and risen to the top after becoming famous. He will break up with me at Ding'an Bo Mansion."

"Without me, there would be no him now. Does he think that without the late emperor, our Ding Anbo Mansion would be nothing?"

"When I put aside this old face, go cry in front of the emperor and see what good future Zhou Jingyun can have!"

Lu Jin stood up hurriedly: "Uncle, don't worry, in fact Zhou Jingyun's wife is not a bad thing for us."

Mrs. Ding'anbo turned her head: "Isn't this a bad thing?" She couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes, "You mean you have to protect my daughter and earn a good reputation for being affectionate, but you do it privately outside? Why, I still want to Congratulations to him?"

Lu Jin took a step forward and said softly: "Auntie, I can understand that Prince Zhou has not agreed to renew the marriage with the family. He does not want other women in the Amber Mansion to occupy the position of the third sister."

Mrs. Ding'anbo was slightly startled, is this so? To be honest, she didn't want to...

"Stop saying these things." Ding Anbo said angrily, "He just doesn't want to marry my family."

Lu Jin said: "Uncle, he doesn't want my family to continue their relationship. We can't force him, but it won't be difficult to get married."

Ding'anbo frowned and looked at her. He looked down upon the little daughter of his second brother's family. The second brother had not accomplished anything except asking for money from the family. He also sent his daughter back and asked them to pay for her support. And this little girl was in After living in the family for only a year, he persuaded the old lady to force Zhou Jingyun to marry her in public...

He originally chose his own daughter, but his younger daughters have not yet been found.

The commotion was so ugly at the time, but fortunately she cleverly recognized Mrs. Dongyang Hou's adoptive mother and resolved the issue.

In the past few years, she often visited the Dongyang Hou Mansion in the name of her adopted daughter, which made Mrs. Dongyang Hou very happy.

But don’t forget who is her family. She only speaks for Dongyang Houfu. Why is Zhou Jingyun reluctant to give up her third sister’s position to other daughters in the family? Why is it not difficult to get married...

"It's not difficult for you, my adopted daughter, to marry you." Ding'anbo said angrily, "Just kneel down and call me your adopted mother."

Lu Jin said: "Uncle and aunt, please marry me to Zhou Jingyun as your concubine."

Ding Anbo was startled, and Mrs. Ding Anbo also stopped sobbing. "What nonsense are you talking about!" she scolded, "How can our daughter be a concubine?"

Ding Anbo also glared at her: "Is this how your parents taught you outside?"

"Uncle, my parents taught me at home that I should do my best to settle the Anbo Mansion. The whole family will be prosperous and suffer losses." Lu Jin said, "As my aunt said, our daughter cannot be a concubine, even if she does, it will be different. "

Ding'anbo frowned: "What's different about me?"

Lu Jin took a step forward and looked at Ding'an Bo: "My uncle asked the emperor to give me Zhou Jingyun as a concubine. The emperor Chrysostom will naturally be different."

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The lights were on in the room, and the night was getting darker. Mrs. Ding'anbo sat in front of the dressing table, but she had no intention of taking off her hairpin. She was thinking about what Lu Jin said just now, and the more she thought about it, the more upset she became.

"Uncle, are you really moved by her words?" She turned around and asked.

Ding'anbo was still sitting in his chair, lost in thought, his expression gloomy and uncertain under the light of the lamp: "What she said makes sense."

Lu Jin said that before, they had the emperor as matchmaker, and now they asked the new emperor to be the matchmaker. The inheritance from father to son also showed the emperor's filial piety to the previous emperor.

After all, the emperor forced the palace to ascend to power, and now he wants to get rid of this stain.

They settled the Anbo Mansion to please the emperor.

And Ding Amber Mansion did this for the sake of the third lady who died young.

"In the future, I will give birth to children under the name of my third sister, so that she can have a good life. I am her biological sister, which is better than other people's children."

What a pity for the hearts of all the people in the world.

As for Zhou Jingyun, he has already married the wife he wanted to marry, and he even shied away from settling in Anbo Mansion. This really means that relatives will not have to be enemies.

"If we go to the emperor to talk about this matter, it seems that our family is outnumbered by their Dongyang Marquis Mansion." Mrs. Ding'anbo said, "We are a little lower than their family."

If they don't capture Dongyang Houfu now, they will be even smaller in the future. Ding Anbo sighed in his heart. The family members were confused and thought that the Duke's family had a great cause. He, as the head of the family, knew very well that this generation of the Duke's family It's no longer useful.

Immediately I didn’t even like it.

These meritorious families were first suppressed during the reign of the late emperor, and then encountered the Demon Queen's chaos. Now they are in disarray, and they are struggling to survive. Only Zhou Jingyun has emerged from the Dongyang Marquis Mansion, and they have a promising future.

For the sake of your children and grandchildren, don’t let it go if you don’t want to lose face at the moment.

"I'll go to Lingquan Temple to stay for a few days tomorrow." He said to Mrs. Ding'anbo, "Then you send a message to Mrs. Dongyang Hou and invite her to come and sit. It's okay in terms of face."

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The little girl Cui'er was walking on the gravel road holding a lantern. The night wind blew the lantern and swayed, causing confusion.

The maid Yao Qin helped Lu Jin and told her to be careful, and then blamed Cui Er, "Why are you the only one carrying the lantern?"

Cui'er explained in a low voice: "The old lady wants to take a bath, and the sisters are all over there."

After all, the family has been separated. Lu Jin only brought a maid to the uncle's house to live with the old lady. The old lady paid for food and clothing, and the old lady's girls could not be ordered around casually.

"It's okay, I'm young and can see the road clearly." Lu Jin said, it's just a lamp, she doesn't care about a few girls waiting on her.

"Lower your body and look at your feet." Yao Qin scolded Cui'er.

Cui'er hurriedly bent down and carefully showed the way for Lu Jin.

"Miss, you really want to be a concubine." Yao Qin asked in a low voice, looking uneasy, "It's too wronged."

Lu Jin smiled: "Why are you aggrieved?"

She glanced at the little girl who was sticking her **** out to illuminate the road. The lantern was a very ordinary lantern, not as good as the glazed lanterns used by the uncle, his wife, and the old ladies. It was unclear.

Isn’t it aggrieved to live like this?

(End of chapter)