Rebirth of marriage

The old lady looked at her great-grandson, whom she had not seen for several months, with a trace of love on her majestic face. "Your great-grandmother is not a bandit. She is robbing anyone. I just want to get a wedding drink before the banquet is over."

By the way, I want to ask the Duke of Zhen something.

Wen Qi was a little disappointed, "I thought you found something, ancestor, and you were so happy for nothing."

The Prince of Liaodong did not participate in party struggles, and in recent years he rarely interacted with dignitaries in the capital. As soon as his ancestors came to the capital, they would go to the Duke's Palace, which inevitably aroused suspicion.

If there is a banquet, it would be reasonable.

It's just a banquet, why do you have to make a show of grabbing people?

The old lady saw his expression and smiled, "Not necessarily."

Wen Qi's eyes brightened slightly, "Ancestor, what do you mean?"

The old lady nodded slightly, "After receiving your letter, I checked everything about Zhao Huaian, and there were some things that made me suspicious.

You said that when Xie Jiu was transferred, Mrs. Sun from Zhenguo Palace knew about it and helped Marquis Mingyuan hide it. As far as I know, Mrs. Sun loved her eldest son Zhao Huaian very much.

Under normal circumstances, a mother who has lost her beloved son would love Wuji Wuyou and love the only blood left by her eldest son, but she didn't do that. "

As a woman from a military general's family, she had experienced the pain of losing a son. Her daughter-in-law, and even countless women belonging to the Liaodong Army had experienced it, but none like Sun.

"Secondly, Zhao Huai'an became famous as a young man. He was extremely outstanding in both literary and military skills. The Duke of Zhen had also cultivated him as his successor for many years, but suddenly he allowed him to resign as his son. Don't you think it's strange?"

Wen Qi nodded, this was what he couldn't figure out, "I heard that Zhao Huaian had to resign as the heir apparent because he was determined to marry a woman from the world."

The old lady shook her head, "You grew up in Liaodong. You don't know what the women raised by the aristocratic families in the capital are like. Their upbringing and vision have been doomed since childhood. They cannot accept a woman from the world with no status as their eldest daughter-in-law." .

As for Mrs. Sun, I had seen her before. She was an extremely vain and well-connected woman, but she finally agreed to Zhao Huaian's marriage. "

The old lady said regretfully, "Zhao Huaian was seriously injured while saving the Duke of Zhen. I heard that the situation was extremely dangerous at that time. I guess that maybe this is the reason for the strange things above."

Wen Qi didn't understand for a moment. What did Zhao Huaian's serious injury have to do with the possibility that Xie Jiu was his sister?

Aunt Chan sighed and gave the old lady a look: Look, after being in the capital for a few months, she still has no clue.

The old lady looked back at her, saying that if you have patience with the children, the iron tree will always bloom.

Aunt Chan rolled her eyes: I don’t know who was so anxious that she couldn’t sleep well at night.

Wen Qi saw the two ancestors flirting with each other and became even more confused. She looked at the ancestors with an expression like a child thirsty for knowledge.

The ancestor glanced at Aunt Chan.

Aunt Chan curled her lips, she was not such a bully, she always let her say the hard things to say.

It seems like she is so old and immoral.

But complaining was a complaint, and she still had to abide by her master's orders, so she glanced at Wen Qi's lower waist, and then took another look.

Wen Qi, "..."

Aunt Chan, you might as well say it directly.

This carriage couldn't stay any longer. Anyway, things were clear. He lifted the curtain and jumped on Wen Balang's horse, "Xiao Ba, why are you riding a horse too? Are you tired?"

His Xiaoba is not in good health. He usually travels by horse-drawn carriage. Today, he is riding a horse while traveling like this. What should he do if he is tired and sick?

Wen Balang slowed down slightly and turned around and said, "Brother Qi, I was in the carriage earlier. I wanted to come out and see the scenery of the capital before I rode the horse. I'm not tired."

"Then Brother Seven will take you." After saying that, he took the reins from Wen Balang's hand.

When my father died in the war, my mother was so shocked that she gave birth prematurely. When she was born, she was like a little mouse. It was difficult to feed her, and she took more medicine than food.

Not to mention practicing martial arts, walking a few more steps and reading a lot can make you sick. My ancestors took him to recuperate for several years, and his body improved slightly.

To this younger brother, he was accustomed to protecting him as a caregiver.

Wen Balang was embarrassed, "Qi, Qi brother, I'll take the carriage when I go to the city."

He is already an adult, and his brothers always subconsciously treat him as a child.

Wen Qi was slightly stunned, thinking that it was a bit strange for two grown men to ride together, so she patted Ba Lang on the shoulder and said, "My little Ba has grown up."

But in fact, he is only two years older than Onbalo.

After Wen Balang entered the carriage, Wen Qi rode Wen Balang's horse, got close to Wen Erlang and Wen Sanlang, talked to the two brothers, and arrived at the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.

When the Duke of Zhenguo heard that the ancestor of Liaodong Palace was coming, he hurriedly welcomed him out in person.

His father had fought with this ancestor and was considered her subordinate. When he was young, he had been taught by his ancestor and respected her very much. He just didn't know how this ancestor came to his house.

Duke Zhenguo arrived at the door with confusion in his heart, and saw two old ladies with gray hair, energetic, and well-dressed standing at the door, followed by several young Wen family members and soldiers with solemn expressions.

The old lady smiled and shouted, "Shiquan boy."

Duke Zhen's eyes suddenly turned red, and he was deeply touched. He hurriedly stepped forward to salute the old lady and Aunt Chan and said, "Shiquan has met the Princess Protector of Changping and General Feiying."

"Boy Shiquan, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are no longer young." The old lady looked at him with a smile, "I just arrived in the capital today, and I heard about the happiness in your family, so I wanted to come and enjoy the happiness. Don't dislike it, Shiquan."

"It's too late to welcome her, please hurry up and invite her." The Duke of Zhen went to help the old lady in person.

When Gu Xiao heard that people from the Liaodong Prince's Palace were coming, he also brought Xie Jiu to the gate.

He saluted the two old people, "Young man, I have met the old lady and you have met Grandma Chan."

Gu Xiao was humbled by his status as a junior, but the two old men were very mature, but they would not rely on their elders to show off their talents. They lost etiquette and hurriedly returned the gift, "I have met Prince Xiao."

The rest of the Wen family also met Gu Xiao. Although they were all acquaintances, etiquette in front of others should not be neglected. The Liaodong Palace would never ask anyone to take advantage of such trivial matters.

However, Wen Ersanbalang couldn't help but glance at Xie Jiu beside Gu Shen.

They had also seen the portrait that Old Qi was playful with back then, and it was indeed exactly the same as the portrait.

The expression of San Zhilang fell into Gu Xiao's eyes, and he confirmed his previous guess that King Liaodong was Xie Jiu's biological father.

The old lady and Aunt Chan didn't look at the thank-you drinks. They didn't wait until they entered the banquet hall and greeted the others before they asked leisurely, "Who is the protagonist today? Let me take a look."

After thanking her for the wine, he came forward to salute her.

Only then did the old lady look at Xie Jiu carefully, nodded and said, "The child from Huai'an has an outstanding appearance, and his daughter is even more stunning."

She turned to Duke Zhen Guo, "I guess she took after her mother's appearance."

Yun Dai's appearance is indeed very good, but she is from a foreign country. Everyone who has seen her will have an impression. In the eyes of everyone, the old lady's words are just ordinary greetings.

But it was clear that Xie Jiu was not Yun Dai's biological child, and the expressions of the people in the Zhenguo Duke's mansion were not so natural. The Zhenguo Duke looked slightly calm and then smiled, "Our ancestors still like to praise people in different ways."

The old lady observed carefully, and as she lowered her eyes, a glimmer of light gathered in her eyes.

After signaling to Aunt Chan to give the gift she had prepared in advance to Xie Jiu, she stopped talking to her and instead talked about old times with the Qiu family and his wife, as if she didn't care about Xie Jiu at all, and she really just wanted to join in the fun.

But Gu Xiao had guessed before, and the group of people from the Liaodong Prince's Palace came inexplicably, and they didn't like to join in the fun, so he paid more attention to it.

Sure enough, after the dinner, the old lady and the Duke of Zhen went to the study.

In the study, the Duke of Zhen was about to ask someone to prepare tea, but the old lady raised her hand to stop her, "You're welcome, I'm very full at the table and I don't have room for tea."

She turned to look at Aunt Chan, "Old Chan, go and guard the door yourself while I talk to Shiquan."

Duke Zhenguo was also a little worried. This ancestor had not come to the capital for many years. Not only did he come today, he also went to his house for a banquet. Now he seemed to have something important to talk about.

He also motioned to Ah Hou and Grandma Chan to go out and guard, and asked, "Ancestor, please tell me if there is anything I can do."

The old lady has always been resolute and resolute, and she has watched Zhenguo Gong grow up, so she asked directly, "Shiquan, I want to ask you, did the serious injury in Huai'an hurt the foundation?"