Bondage

After collecting the things, Song Wan walked into the main hall with Hengzhi, Mrs. Jiang and Jiang's mother were not there, she was the person with the highest status in the inner house.

From time to time, juniors came forward to salute her, and she would ask a few questions one by one.

The person he most wanted to see had already arrived, and Jiang Yan no longer had the heart to coax those little ones, so he retreated behind the sandalwood screen and looked at Song Wan with forbearance and affection.

Not long after, the woman from the outer courtyard came to report that Duan Yiting's sedan chair had arrived at the gate of the Hou Mansion, and everyone in the main hall became quiet for an instant, and Song Wan led the way to greet him outside the hall.

It was half a cup of tea time before I saw a small sedan chair being carried in the distance. After the sedan chair stopped, everyone bowed their heads to pay respects.

Song Wan saw a pair of black official boots protruding from the sedan chair, and then a slightly hoarse old man's voice said, "Get up, what are you doing here?"

The voice sounded harsh, but no one dared to reveal it.

Duan Yiting stood in front of the sedan chair, the young eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and Jiang Xingjian accompanied him, with a somewhat respectful expression on his face.

In fact, this person is too impermanent, so he has to be treated carefully.

Song Wan raised his body and walked forward, standing next to Jiang Xingjian.

Duan Yiting raised his eyes to look at her, and inadvertently glanced at Jiang Yan, who had almost no sense of presence, and then looked away.Everyone didn't know his purpose of coming today, so they didn't dare to speak easily for a while.Only Lin Jiayue stood at the end of the line, looking with round eyes, but she didn't expect the old eunuch to be so sharp, and looked at her in an instant.

Lin Jiayue blinked blankly, then lowered her head.

"Grandmother has been unwell recently, so she was unable to meet Yin Gong, and I hope Yin Gong will forgive her sins."

"It's okay."

As soon as the words finished, Duan Yiting turned around and sat back in the sedan chair, shouting loudly to return home.

In an instant, all the young and old in the Chengyang Hou Mansion were stunned on the spot.

Jiang Xingjian's face was pale, but Song Wan frowned slightly.

It is said that Duan Yiting is over sixty years old and his body is very bent, but why are those feet so big?It's just that she has never met a few men in her life, except for her father and brother and Jiang Xingjian, she has no close people, so there is no way to compare them.

Putting aside this strange thought, Song Wan lowered his head and pinched the drape around his body, wondering if it had played a role in his heart.

Jiang Xingjian chased after him, as if he wanted to explain something, but he couldn't stop him even when he reached the outer courtyard.

For a while, everyone in the Hou Mansion was in danger, and Song Wan stood aside with his head bowed, feeling relieved.

"Mr. Yin has always been so casual, Lord Hou don't have to worry."

Qingwei was originally the Dianzan of the palace, responsible for the meeting and banquet. She had dealt with Duan Yiting before, and knew that although he was moody, he had rarely killed in recent years, so she persuaded Jiang Xingjian to rest assured.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your reminder."

"Your Majesty, you are welcome."

In the past few days, Qingwei has been helping the Hou's mansion to take care of the family affairs. She has a good impression of Jiang Xingjian, and now she is naturally willing to offer some words of comfort.

"Since Mr. Yin came to visit the old lady earlier, he presumably had some friendship with the old lady. Why don't Lord Hou go to ask about it, maybe he can get the answer."

Jiang Xingjian felt very reasonable when he heard the words, so he sent everyone to Fuhetang by himself.

In front of Fuhe Hall, Mother Jiang was blocking the door to prevent him from entering.

During this period of time, Mother Jiang has been taking care of Mrs. Jiang, and no one else in the house has ever seen her. Today, Mother Jiang repeatedly blocked her, which made Jiang Xingjian suspicious.

"Is mother hiding something from me?"

"Where?"

Mother Jiang's eyes dodged, and she kept avoiding Jiang Xingjian's sight.

"Today Yingong came suddenly. Hearing that he couldn't see his grandmother, he turned around and left. My son wanted to ask whether my grandmother and Yingong had friendship, otherwise my son would have no bottom."

Jiang's mother sighed: "I don't know if the old lady has friendship with Yingong? If so, our mansion will not be nearly emptied in the past few years. You don't know how our mansion managed the poor harvest of Zhuangzi in the past few years." his."

When Duan Yiting was mentioned, Mother Jiang was full of resentment.

In the past few years, Yin Gong didn't know whether he was old and confused or what, and he wanted to collect money.There are tens of thousands of taels of them sent to the Duan Mansion by the Hou Mansion every year, but they have never even met Yin Gong once.Every new year's day, the housekeeper of the mansion would visit Duan's mansion, but every time he was asked to put away his things and leave.

The year before last, she thought that maybe Yin Gong didn't take the Hou's mansion seriously at all, so she cut off the money for offering in private, but Jiang Man sent a message in three days, saying that she was embarrassed by eunuchs everywhere in the palace, Ask her if she did anything.

That rootless old thing doesn't even have a descendant, and he doesn't know what to do with the money.

Jiang's mother was so angry that her teeth hurt, but she didn't dare to say a word of these thoughts.

But Jiang Xingjian couldn't bear to listen to his mother's twists and turns. As a son of man, he knew exactly what kind of temperament she was.

Forcibly pushing open the door of Fuhetang, Jiang Xingjian strode in.It's just that when I first saw Mrs. Jiang, I was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Grandma, grandma."

Mrs. Jiang's eye sockets were sunken, and her eyeballs were extremely cloudy. When she heard her grandson's voice, her dry eyelids only moved slightly, but there was no reaction at all.

"What's going on? Why didn't you invite the imperial doctor?"

Jiang Xingjian lifted Mrs. Jiang's quilt, and under the quilt, there were only dry bones left. The old lady, who was slightly plump in the past, is now thin and dry, with only bones and skin left.

Raising his arms to pick up Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Xingjian was about to call the doctor, but he heard two hoarse hoarse sounds from the old lady's throat, as if they were being ground by gravel.

Jiang Mu said with red eyes: "You think it's my idea? The old lady told me to do this."

A stream of clear tears flowed, and Mother Jiang took a handkerchief and pressed it to the corner of her eyes: "You have just arrived at Shenshu Camp. If the old lady dies at this time, you need to go home. Ding You. The real shortage that has just arrived will definitely be beaten. There is a lot of trouble in the Hou Mansion, your sister begged the Holy Majesty for a long time in the palace, but she failed to let you out of Shanglin Court Prison."

"Now that I have gone to the Shi Que Yamen where I can gain military power, the old lady is too late for joy. How could she allow herself to drag you down?"

"The old lady's health has long since failed. During this period of time, she was suspended by the government's veterinary medicine, but she can still breathe, but she has long since died."

"The government doctor also said that when the medicine is stopped, the old lady will..."

"The old lady treated me like my own mother all my life. As a mother, can you bear to see her suffer so much?"

Mother Jiang sat on the couch crying hysterically.

"So what if it's not like this? Marry a wife who doesn't care about everything, take a concubine and take in a culprit who only disturbs the family, there are no people in the house, no one wants money, the money earned by the ice shop and the rouge shop , it’s not enough for Eunuch Duan and the Empress to take care of it once.”

"Yin Gong needs to manage, and Dongchang also needs to manage. If you lose your job in the Shenshu Camp at this time, what will our Hou Mansion do in the future? The old lady said that the century-old foundation must not be destroyed by her hands of."

Jiang Xingjian's face was livid, he clenched his fists tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Then grandma has been dragging on like this? How long will it be?"