The Wang family of the Red Chamber has a wife

"Brother Yueguan", the man in a Confucian shirt in front of him arched his hands towards the prince. The upright, serious, unsmiling pedantic temperament on his face was so mixed that it lost its original flavor, making him appear rigid and boring.

Wang Ziteng was talking with Tu Wenqing about the difference between the north and the south, when he heard the call behind him, he turned his head, a trace of boredom flashed in his eyes, but he had to put on a smile, cupped his fists in return and said, "So it's Cun Zhou! "

This person is the second son of the Rongguo Mansion, the fiancé-in-law of Wang Yuening, the second lady of the Wang family, Jia Zheng and Jia Cunzhou.

"Since Brother Yueguan has arrived in the capital, why don't you go to my house? My parents were still talking about you two days ago!" Jia Zheng didn't see Tu Wenqing who was standing not far from Wang Ziteng. He just said it blindly, very enthusiastically, completely ignoring the sarcasm and disdain from his mother.

The reason why he is so close to this future second uncle is not without reason, but Wang Ziteng is also the second eldest son in the Wang family and is not qualified to be the son of the noble, which is enough to make him feel a sense of sympathy; What's more, his future wife is his younger sister... Thinking of the delicate and cheerful girl he met at the royal family in Jinling back then, Jia Zheng's heart warmed up.

If Wang Ziteng knew what he was thinking, he would be so contemptuous.Don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about the things in the Rongguo Mansion. Does anyone in the upper class in the capital know that the second son in the Rongguo Mansion is more valued and loved by his parents than the eldest son?

nagging?I don't have the ability to make that wife think about it, Wang Ziteng sneered from the bottom of his heart.Thinking of the many things that happened when he visited Rongguo Mansion with his elder brother when he came to Beijing, his dislike for Rongguo Mansion became even stronger.Well, he admitted that he was a little angry.What happened in the old house in Jinling that night was mercilessly plotted by his younger sister, who was related by blood. Wang Ziteng felt that he might never let go of it for the rest of his life.

"The two elders are thinking about it, but it's my fault. It's just that my wife and I have only arrived in Beijing for less than ten days and half a month. Everything has not been properly arranged, and the errands in the palace cannot be delayed—" Wang Ziteng felt guilty Smiling helplessly, he raised his hand and gestured towards the room not far away where the nameplate was hung: "Tomorrow is the turn to take a rest, so I will come out to have a glass of wine with my colleagues tonight, for a week, please forgive me for not being able to Let me accompany you! Tomorrow, I will go to the mansion with my wife to visit!"

Although Jia Zheng seemed to have a staid temper, he still knew how to deal with the world. This time, he also made an appointment to discuss poetry and papers here.Hearing Wang Ziteng's words, he thought of something, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "If that's the case, I won't delay any longer!"

Tu Wenqing sat at the window far away, covered by a pine tree, just in time to watch Wang Ziteng talking to Jia Zheng, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.He always thought that Jia Zheng was not pleasing to the eye. He came from a clan like Tu Wenqing but didn't have a title. If he wanted to make a fortune, taking advantage of his background, entering the palace and serving in front of the imperial court was the safest and most common way; who would have thought of this? Jia Cunzhou was born a self-aware scholar, aloof and proud. When his father Jia Daishan wanted him to take this path, he sternly refused, saying that he did not want to rely on the shadow of his ancestors.

"Brother Qing, look at that kid, he is really unspeakably annoying! When one day he loses the protection of his ancestors, I will see where he will be buried!" Someone sat down beside him, and Tu Wenqing turned his head and glanced at him. It was his cousin, Tu Wenli, who was one year younger than himself, holding an apple and biting it carelessly, his mouth was a little vague.

Tu Wenqing glared at him: "Anyway, you are from Rongguo Mansion, don't be so unscrupulous when you speak outside!"

Casually agreeing, Tu Wenli put down the half-gnawed Pingpo fruit in his hand, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the figure in the Confucian shirt walking away, and he looked at his cousin seriously: "That Wang Ziteng is a witty person." Yes, let's take it easy in the future, but Chen Yude and Su Heye who are beside His Majesty are all on good terms with him—"

Tu Wenqing nodded, but did not answer, but thought about it in his heart.

Wang Ziteng's background is not difficult to find out. He donated to Long Jinwei at the age of 13, resigned after two years and returned to his hometown to observe filial piety.Roughly speaking, this is just the unfavored second son seeking his own future, but Tu Wenqing doesn't think so.

Chen Yude, Su Heye are all big celebrities in front of the emperor now.Chen Yude was born in martial arts, both in strategy and force, so he has always been trusted by the emperor; The hand-picked chief attendant went to the study room, and he has been steadily promoted to a bachelor of the Imperial Academy.These two can be regarded as the confidants of the Holy One, and they are both talented people. There are many people who want to please them inside and outside the palace.

Wang Ziteng and Chen Yude have known each other for at least ten years, that's all, it's normal for young friends to have a deep friendship; but Wang Ziteng and Su Heye have known each other for only five short years, which also includes returning home to observe filial piety, marry During the nearly four years of his wife's life, he could get along with Su and Ye as brothers... It's just that there is no heresy in it.

Even if you can't make friends with this person, you must not offend him!

Tu Wenqing made such a conclusion in his heart.

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The light and melting moonlight fell to the ground like water, and fell on the person in the tent through the bed curtain.The red candle was extinguished at some point.Shi Qingwan snuggled up on the soft mattress, her starry eyes half-closed, and her shallow breathing seemed to have a mysterious and unpredictable rhythm, which made the air seem to be peaceful, and the non-stop chirping of cicadas outside the window was also quiet.

She is regulating the spiritual energy in her whole body according to the formulas she practiced, and at the same time, she has to absorb some essence of the sun and the moon from the moonlight projected from the window.Although it sounds like a bit of magic, but it can really bring benefits to her and the little life in her belly.

Shi Qingwan's spiritual consciousness was divided into two, one was the indistinguishable, ethereal light spot in the abdomen, and the other was attached to the lotus of the Dao Heart, closely observing the changes of the lotus pod.

She wants to confirm one thing.

As strands of invisible blue light jumped out from the moonlight, slowly spinning and floating on Shi Qingwanzhou's body, the light spots in her belly seemed to feel it, and happily turned in the same direction .Shi Qingwan's spiritual consciousness can clearly see that little by little cyan light circles around and gradually merges into the light spot that symbolizes life and spirituality.

At the same time, where the other spiritual consciousness is located, the change of the lotus of the heart can also be seen.The rounded petals become more full and radiant, and the surprising lotus pod has a hint of golden light in the emerald color, but it is not dazzling, but warm and moist, with a soft luster like jade.

The divine consciousness and the lotus of the Dao heart are one, and Shi Qingwan can clearly feel the turbulent torrent, joy, vitality, and deep dependence and tenderness hidden under the calm changes.

"Huh—" After an unknown amount of time, she let out a long breath of relief, opened her eyes, and raised the curtains, the moon was already in the sky.

Sure enough, my guess was right!She caressed her flat belly, thinking about the feeling of humiliation that was about to materialize just now, Shi Qingwan pursed her lips slightly, her dimples were shallow, and her eyes could not hide the joy and tenderness.

The lotus seed conceived from the lotus of Dao Heart is the mind of that little spot of light.It turns out that the extraordinary nature of the birth of a spiritual fetus can be manifested so early. Is there any family whose child has emotional communication with his mother even as an embryo?

It seemed that I heard my mother use the word "embryo" to myself, and the little light spot that had barely stopped spinning floated up again.Although the swaying posture cannot be seen from the round and round light spots at all, Shi Qingwan felt that it was blaming herself for not giving it a nice name, and the satisfaction that she had never had before overflowed in her heart, even though she knew it would not After getting the answer, Shi Qingwan's voice was still sweet and soft: "Then what should I call you? Baby?"

"Why don't you wait until you grow up, mother and you to discuss it?" Shi Qingwan discussed with it, watching it slowly stop shaking in place, Shi Qingwan couldn't help but feel happy, and her thoughts gradually drifted away...

"Did your grandma take a break?" Wang Ziteng took off his black coat and hung it on his arm, seeing that there were no candles in the room, he asked in a low voice.

Xiurui shook her head: "Grandma went to bed after dinner, but just now she asked us to bring tea to soothe her throat, so she still hasn't fallen asleep yet!" She cautiously hung up the bead curtain in front of the door again: "Grandma ordered, If my master comes back, I will let you drink the hangover soup first, and then some stomach-nourishing porridge and snacks—"

"It's really long-winded", Wang Ziteng blamed so much in his mouth, but his eyes were full of warmth, and he felt very ironed in his heart: "What is your grandma doing today?"

He asked questions here, because the house is not too big, and someone from the kitchen has already delivered the food box quickly.Xiurui took the food box and was about to answer when she heard soft yawns and ensuing questions in the room.

"Xiu Rui, but Master is back?"

After tidying up briefly, Wang Ziteng took a small and exquisite white swastika cup, took a rather elegant bite with a spoon, and took a piece of pastry, his eyes lit up.

Shi Qingwan stared dimly at the old men who were around half the size of a palm, eating with satisfaction, and couldn't help laughing with a "puchi": "Is it enough? Isn't it enough?" Tell the kitchen to do something?"

Seeing clearly the obvious narrowness in those shining eyes, Wang Ziteng looked down at the small cup in his hand, and understood something in an instant, a suspicious blush crossed his face.

The couple winked at me and laughed, Wang Ziteng used up a cup of red rice porridge and the whole plate of lotus root powder and plum candied cake, and asked someone to bring water for a bath, and then lay down next to Shi Qingwan.

"I went drinking with everyone today, and I met the second son of Rongguo Mansion!" Wang Ziteng stated without emotion: "Speaking of words, we have to visit Rongguo Mansion together tomorrow. Think about what gifts to bring there." Woolen cloth?"

Although Wang Ziteng's tone was flat, Shi Qingwan could still sense the fleeting boredom in it.She half propped herself up, but was held in Wang Ziteng's arms again. In desperation, she had no choice but to let go of the idea and leaned on Wang Ziteng's chest obediently: "Speaking of which, we are newcomers, and we don't care about the fashionable things in the capital." I'm not sure, why don't you bring some of those Jinling-style items with you? In addition—after all, it's the Duke's mansion, so you can't look frivolous. I have a pair of Ru Kiln's twisted and folded flower vases, ancient flowers and flowers. Come on, it looks lively and festive; a full set of tortoise shell filigree inlaid gold and silver heads, and there are also fresh fabrics from the south of the Yangtze River, what do you think?"

The prince paused, sighed, and stroked Shi Qingwan's silky hair: "I only hate that my family is not rich, but I asked you to post things! It's just jewelry fabrics that I can buy for you in the future. Take the bottle back, it's a rare thing after all—" Clothes and jewelry, I just make up for it on a whim, but I'm determined not to embezzle these good things that are in the warehouse!

He is not the kind of person who can't wait for common affairs, thinking that although his small family has been established now, there are about [-] servants and maidservants in the whole house, daily expenses, and human relations outside, it is really Spend money like water.Where can I use my private house and salary?I have to figure out a way—it seems that the operation of the store mentioned before should also be put on the agenda.