Attunement into fine rules

Prince Gong stared at the mirror for a long time, then put down the mirror, got up and bowed solemnly to Wei Yuan: "The second son removes the birthmark for an orphan, it is tantamount to recreating a great kindness."

"Your Highness, don't you intend to pay in the future?" Wei Yuan looked at Prince Gong with doubts.

"That's not the case." Prince Gong didn't expect Wei Yuan to react like this, and replied after a moment of astonishment.

"Then I have no kindness towards Your Highness." Wei Yuan picked up his teacup.

Wei Lang walked up to Prince Gong, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

It's actually serving tea to see off guests.

"Okay, okay, the second son is really different from vulgar things." Prince Gong stood up, put the gold mask on his face again, and strode out of the flower hall.

Although the figure walked away, it let out a series of hearty laughter.

"Sir, if you want to become famous, don't you need to make friends with Prince Gong?" Wei Lang asked Wei Yuan while packing up the tea set for guests when he saw Prince Gong leaving.

"You don't need to make friends, he will definitely make me famous." Wei Yuan replied, "Otherwise, if a prince goes out with a courtier with military power in private, the emperor will definitely be suspicious if there is no valid reason."

"If he can't even think of this, then there is no need to make friends."

Wei Lang suddenly realized: "Young master said that he has no kindness to Prince Gong, it is also because of this consideration."

"He only wanted to get rid of birthmarks, didn't he just want that position?" Wei Yuan explained, "From the achievements of the dragon to the sky, many people are willing to work hard and risk everything for it. Since ancient times, most emperors have been very suspicious. For the Zhulian family, if the success of the matter arouses the suspicion of the emperor because of his high achievements, it may not end well in the end. No matter whether he wants to seize the heir in the future or successfully ascends the throne, once it involves kindness and righteousness, he will be tied to his car. Chariots are troublesome things."

"Although I may not be able to solve it, I am impatient to entangle with others in the future. It is better than money and money."

Wei Lang nodded, and said in admiration, "Young master has far-reaching thoughts."

Wei Yuan smiled slightly, thinking to himself, it's just that he lived a long time and experienced many things.

"Your Highness, don't you want to sit down for a while longer?"

Knowing that Prince Gong came out of Changping Courtyard not long after he entered, Governor Wei was afraid that Wei Yuan would offend someone, so he rushed to see him off.

"Not today, let's do it another day." Prince Gong replied as he walked towards the gate of the Governor's Mansion.

Hearing that Prince Gong's tone was calm and that he had made an appointment for the next day, Governor Wei knew that the other party was not angry, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"The second son of your mansion is a genius doctor with thaumaturgy, thorough wisdom, and an unusual temperament." Prince Gong came to the door, stood still, and then said to the governor of Wei, "I hope that Wei Qing will treat you well, and follow these two on weekdays." son."

"Wait to see him again tomorrow."

After speaking, he drove away in the car.

Governor Wei sent off Prince Gong's chariot and walked back slowly, with many questions in his mind.

Why did his wickedness suddenly get Prince Gong's favor?Is it really miraculous medicine?

Prince Gong waited for more than half an hour in front of the gate of Changping Courtyard today, he was humble and tolerant, like serving a teacher and a virtuous man, without a word of complaint.

I'm afraid you can count on five fingers the people in the world who can make Prince Gong treat each other like this.

When I left, I told him to treat him with respect and kindness, and follow the evil obstacles, and I will come to see you tomorrow?

What is going on?

"Sir, do you want to call the door?"

Hearing this sentence from the attendant, Governor Wei realized that he had come to the gate of Changping Courtyard.

He stopped and raised his head, looking at the closed Biwa Zhumen, suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen that evil barrier for more than two years.

No, far more than two years.

Since when did I hand him over to Jing Niang, and never take a good look at him?

I remember that Jing Niang talked to herself before, she had seen the doctor outside, and she was already better.

Now it seems that it is not only better.

What has become of this evil obstacle now?What means do you have?

As a father, he knew nothing of it.

"Don't call for the door." Governor Wei raised his right hand to stop the followers.

He stood in front of the courtyard gate for a long time before leaving silently.

……

Mrs. Wei returned to the main courtyard, because she was afraid of appearing too anxious and exposing some problems, she chanted in the small Buddhist hall as usual, and only went to the study to look for Governor Wei when it was time to light the lamps.

After knocking twice politely, he pushed open the door of the study room, and saw Governor Wei sitting under the lamp as usual, but what was spread out in front of him was not an official document, but a picture.

A picture of a beauty.

The beauty is riding a horse in the snow, wearing a Zhaojun suit, a cape of gorilla felt, suede gloves, and holding a whip.

Her eyes were full of hatred and anger, and everyone who saw this painting would feel that she was looking at him angrily.

Governor Wei faced the woman in the picture just like that, with a peaceful expression on his face.

Seeing Mrs. Wei coming in, Governor Wei looked at her, with tenderness in his eyes, he bent his lips and said, "Ms. Jing is here."

Mrs. Wei said "ah", walked to the side of Governor Wei, and looked at the picture of the beauty: "I don't know that the master still has such a portrait."

"This is what my sister looked like before she came out of the cabinet."

Zhang Maoniang and Zhang Jingniang were originally sisters of the Zhang family, a noble family in the imperial city, with a difference of less than one year in age.

Zhang Maoniang was a descendant of a concubine, enjoying the love of her family and living a flamboyant life, while Zhang Jingniang was not even a concubine, but a maidservant.

In this day and age, a maidservant's child is similar to a prostitute's child. Her status is low, and her status in the family is not much higher than that of a maidservant.

So Zhang Jingniang greeted her sister-in-law in every possible way, and finally became Zhang Maoniang's dowry wife as she wished.

"Yeah, I'm afraid even Mao Niang herself doesn't know." Governor Wei replied with a smile, "I drew this."

"I met her before she married me."

"At that time, an apprentice came up to stop her horse, and she waved her hands and gave the apprentice a few whips, and the other party screamed, I watched and laughed, and she glared at me angrily. .”

"Thinking about it now, it seems to be something that is right in front of us."

"It's popular among young ladies in Beijing to ride and shoot polo. My sister was born beautiful. At that time, I often met young gentlemen stopping her horse when I went out." Madam Wei covered her mouth and smiled, "Those people are willing to take the whip a few times. .”

"If it weren't for my sister's temper, the family would be afraid that she would suffer a disadvantage if she entered the palace. She almost won the show at the beginning, and she would not be able to achieve a marriage with the master."

"Sixteen years have passed, and now you are the only one in the family who still remembers Mao Niang, and you can talk about her with me." Governor Wei sighed, stroking the beauty's face in the painting with his fingers, "They say that the son looks like a mother... Hong'er was also born more like you, but I don't know who that evil thing followed."

"Yuan'er has lost weight now, and she can't see her facial features as well as before." Mrs. Wei said gently, "The eyebrows and eyes are indeed similar to my sister, and my temper and temper probably follow my sister's."

Inspector Wei asked a few more questions about Wei Yuan, and Madam Wei seemed to mention it casually: "Princess Shou'an is going to marry in a year or two. I don't know when the master will submit a letter to Hong'er to ask him to be his son?"

"Senior Feng, it will take more than half a year to go through the process."

"Why, won't she marry me if I don't give Hong'er a seal?" Governor Wei snorted, "Whether the king of Fengxiang is looking at Hong'er, or the hereditary marquis, is he here to sell his daughter?" ?!"

Mrs. Wei hurriedly explained: "No, it's just that the princess has a noble status, so she always wants to look good."

"The daughter of a mere idle clan is not a real golden branch and jade leaf, but she is really more noble than anyone else just because she has won the title of princess?" Governor Wei sneered, "King Tong'an is also a clan. Marrying with the royal family of the same state, isn't his family's daughter allowed to be chosen by my family?"

"To put it bluntly, even if Nalai is a junior, King Tong'an can't wait to send his daughter in."

"Master..." Mrs. Wei was terrified when she heard the words, and couldn't help but took half a step back.

Wei Inspector took a look at her, and finally calmed down and said: "Jing Niang, you have limited background and experience, and you only think that marrying a princess will be all you need... I can't blame you."

In terms of vision and character, Jing Niang is no match for Mao Niang.

If Mao Niang was still around, and her son wanted to marry a daughter-in-law, she definitely wouldn't be rushing like this.

In his heart, he always only thought that Mao Niang and himself were a decent couple.

But fortunately, Jing Niang has a pure and kind heart, can take care of the backyard for him, treat the girls in the houses kindly, and also have a common memory of Mao Niang with herself, as a sequel, this is enough.

Mrs. Wei felt flustered when she heard Governor Wei's words.

Then he reluctantly smiled and said a few words to Governor Wei, and then found an excuse to leave the study.

Aunt Mulian outside the study had been waiting for Mrs. Wei, seeing her ugly face, she hurriedly stepped forward to put on a long-sleeved shirt for her to keep out the cold, and said, "Ma'am, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go back." Under the shadow of the lamp and the moonlight, there was no smile on Mrs. Wei's face at this time?

I saw her face was tense, the corners of her lips curled down, her fists were tightly clenched in her wide sleeves, her nails dug deep into her palms, and she strode towards the main courtyard with big strides.

Hong'er is over 17 years old, and they are about to get married. Some time ago, she saw that Governor Wei had originally intended to grant Hong'er a seal. Why is it suddenly not possible now?

Limited background knowledge?

Fools don't know what's going on now!

She has been inferior to Zhang Maoniang since she was born, and she will always be a head shorter in the eyes of others, and she can be used as a foil for Zhang Maoniang's jokes.

But Zhang Maoniang is dead!Both dead for 16 years! !

She still can't compete with Zhang Maoniang! ! !

Her son Hong'er is healthy and handsome, with all four bodies. He has been called the master's father for 17 years and has been in the master's favor for 17 years.

And as soon as that stupid and disabled Wei Yuan showed signs of improvement, the master immediately turned his heart away, and he was unwilling to ask Hong'er to seal the matter that was originally a certainty!

Who does the master want to leave this huge family business and the position of son to? !

Mrs. Wei was depressed and walked faster and faster. Aunt Mulian couldn't keep up for a while, she trotted and shouted: "It's late at night, madam, please slow down!"

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Wei tripped over a stone at her toes, and fell face-up to the ground with a plop.

She yelled, and was helped up by Mu Lian, who rushed over, only to feel burning pain in her knees and palms.

Raising his hands in front of his face, he saw that the skin on his palms had been scratched, and bright red blood dripped out densely.

"Ma'am, Ma'am." Aunt Mulian supported her and cried, "Let's go back and get the medicine."

Mrs. Wei stretched out her injured hands, nodded slowly, and there was a glint of prey in her eyes.