The identity of the child's father seems unusual

The news spread to Jing's mansion, and Mr. Jing, who was idle at home, was so angry that he rolled off the bed, lying on the ground and swearing at the sky.

"Niezi, Niezi!" Master Jing seemed to have forgotten that Jing Zhaoqiu was driven out by him, and was about to be drowned by him in a pig cage, but now he remembered that it was Jing.He dared to go back to the capital, and hooked up with Yi San.Master Jing only felt that his position as the head of the family had been trampled on, and that he had lost face as the head of the family.

The servant immediately helped Mr. Jing up from the ground, Mr. Jing grabbed the little girl's arm vigorously, the veins on the back of the hand were exposed, and his face was very ferocious.

"Second Young Master and Third Young Master... what about the others... where did everyone die? Why are you the only one?"

The little maid's arm was so painful that it must have left a few bruised finger marks.She endured the pain and replied: "The second son went to work in the mansion and has not returned yet. The third son has gone out, and the second young lady is in the room. As for the aunts, I don't know."

Since Mr. Jing was dismissed from office, he has stagnated in his chest, and his health is not very good, so he began to take medicine all day long.His temperament is also more violent, and he beats and scolds the maids and servants below, and no one in the house wants to come to this room.The little maid was unlucky and was pushed in.

"Evil obstacles, evil obstacles, all evil obstacles!" Master Jing became angry, and everyone scolded him.In his eyes, none of these sons is comparable to the eldest son who passed away.

When Mr. Jing scolded these words, Jing Zhaojue, the second child of the Jing family, just stepped on the threshold, and the hand of the young servant who was holding the soup beside him was trembling in embarrassment. He heard these words.How the master scolds the young master is the business of the masters. In short, they are servants who are enraged.If it's not done well, the second young master's anger will be spilled on him later.

Jing Zhaojue asked the servant to put down the medicine, and the servant and the maid saw the young master coming in and left the room. For a while, only Second Young Master Jing and Master Jing were left in the room.Jing Zhaojue was holding a medicine bowl and Shi Shiran was sitting on the stool beside the bed. Master Jing leaned on the bedside and glared at the second young master: "That scoundrel is really messing with a man, it really insults my Jing family style!"

Jing Zhaojue stirred the thick black concoction in the bowl with a spoon, his face was very calm, and there was no trace of righteous indignation.

Seeing that Jing Zhaojue was acting as if nothing had happened, Mr. Jing suddenly became angry. This second son is now disobeying him more and more, and the original filial piety and obedience seem to be fake.

"I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Jing Zhaojue raised his head with a smile on his face, but the smile only floated on the surface, making people feel even colder.

"I heard."

"I heard you, but you said..."

"Take your medicine." Jing Zhaojue scooped up a spoonful of concoction, "Father, take your medicine."

Master Jing pushed him away, with annoyance on his face that his words were interrupted.With such a push, the concoction spilled all over the floor, and a few drops of it splashed on Jing Zhaojue's clothes.

With a sound, Baici's spoon was put back into the bowl, and Jing Zhaojue put the bowl on the bedside table.

"Since father doesn't want to eat it, then don't eat it."

Master Jing sensed that something was wrong. The second son spoke in a tone that had never appeared before.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Zhaojue didn't speak, just wiped the medicinal juice splashed on his clothes with a silk handkerchief, and then Master Jing realized that the clothes Jing Zhaojue was wearing were a little different.

"You, this is..."

"Father finally found out?" Jing Zhaojue gave Master Jing a cold look, "Thanks to you, I am now in a difficult situation in the household department, and I am looked down upon by others."

It's the same thing when the emperor and the courtiers change their heads.The new Hubu Shangshu wants to build up his own power, or take refuge in the new Shangshu, or neutralize the matter has nothing to do with him, but his position as the original Shangshu's son is a bit embarrassing, and he violated the taboo if he didn't cover his face with the new Shangshu.This is just a Lingshi in the household department, Xin Shangshu himself will not take the initiative to squeeze him out with dirty hands, but others take the initiative to clear the boundaries with Jing Zhaojue.

It can be said that Jing Zhaojue could hardly move forward in his original position.Even many high-school children he had made friends with in the past took the initiative to alienate him.The icing on the cake is easy to give charcoal in the snow, and without a backer, no one will look at him more.

"Then you are now..." Master Jing stared at Jing Zhaojue with a bit of surprise. He has never liked this son very much. The venomous snake stared at the general, and it was cold from the top of the head to the toes.

Probably due to being ill for too long, Mr. Jing's eyesight has become a lot dizzy, and he didn't realize that Jing Zhaojue's official uniform had changed until just now!

Not only has it been changed, but it has also been upgraded several levels. This is the official uniform of the Imperial Academy.

Jing Zhaojue smiled, put away the handkerchief, and said: "Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be appreciated by Zheng Guogong. He recommended me to work in the Imperial Academy, and I got such an honorable position."

"Zheng Guogong?" Master Jing stared wide-eyed in surprise. Zheng Guogong is the elder of the three dynasties, and his eldest son is a first-rank hussar general. ...

"How do you have friendship with Zheng Guogong?",

"Oh, because my father has been seriously ill at home, I forgot to tell you. Now we are in-laws with Zheng Guogong."

"In-laws!? You mean..."

"My younger sister is both talented and beautiful. The last time the sound of the piano lingered for three days, it attracted the praises of princes and nobles. Considering her age, it should be the time to get married. The son is in charge. He has already arranged a marriage for his younger sister. He will choose a date to get married."

"You, you, you, how dare you make your own claims!" Master Jing vomited blood again. Now that his wings are hardened, he still acts recklessly behind his back. He patted his chest and let out a long breath, and then thought of Zheng Guo. The public family has a strong background, with this as a backing, his Jing family still has a day to recover.

"Prince Zheng Guo has three sons, the eldest son and the second son are married, only the third son of the concubine is unmarried, but it is said that there is also a marriage... Who did you promise to be a concubine? No, this is too embarrassing for me! Our Jing family is a family after all. Noble, your sister is also a descendant, how can she be a concubine?" Master Jing asked Jing Zhaojue.

"Why is it a concubine? Of course it's the main wife. I'm thinking about my sister. She will enjoy a happy life when she marries."

"The main room? You mean the continued string? Hussar General Yuan's wife has passed away for several years, and now there is only one son-in-law by my side. Marrying the past will not insult my identity." Although Master Jing is not comfortable with the word continued string, but after all It is the main wife of the Ming media, and the Hussar General has a noble status, so he is quite satisfied.

Jing Zhaojue sneered coldly: "You guessed wrong, my younger sister married, but she is really the mistress of Zheng Guogong's family. She is unique. Apart from him, there is no more noble woman in Zheng Guogong's house."

Master Jing's face turned livid in an instant. He realized something. Zheng Guogong's first wife had passed away for more than ten years, and there were only a few beautiful concubines.Although Zheng Guogong's status is noble, he is a full-fledged lecher. When he was young, he did not know how many young and beautiful women were stuffed into the mansion, and even now the mansion is filled with countless.I don't know if this old thing can be hardened at this age, but no matter what, Jing Zhaojue's move is pushing the second lady to her death!

"You, you!" Master Jing pointed at Jing Zhaojue and said angrily, "You are so cruel. This is your own sister, and you pushed her to death for the sake of glory and wealth!"

Jing Zhaojue tidied up his sleeves and patted off the dust that didn't exist on the official uniform.

"Father was joking. How could this be a dead end? My younger sister was the unyielding mistress of Zheng Guogong's mansion after marrying her. Her status is so high that even the general would call her mother. Is there a better choice? Besides, , To be disrespectful, the Duke of the country may go west as soon as he stretches his legs one day." Jing Zhaojue sneered twice, "As for father, you should take care of your illness at home and wait for the day when your sister gets married. She's going out."

After saying that, he left the door. Master Jing was so angry that he was almost out of breath, struggling, and pushed down the medicine bowl on the bedside table.The sound of the medicine bowl shattering caught the attention of the servants outside, and the servants hurried in, only to find that Master Jing, who had almost turned his back on him, had gone.

There was a lot of commotion again, and the second young master was working in the government, the second young lady was crying in the room, the wife was comforting him, the third young master didn't even pay a visit, and the aunt didn't know where she was going.

The servants don't care too much.They are all shrewd people, and now they all see clearly that the third young master doesn't care about anything, the current master of this house is the second young master, and they will all have to rely on the second young master for their lives in the future.

But Jing Zhaoqi's room was sitting with Aunt Wan who said she was ill and would not come to see Master Jing.Aunt Wan played the silk fan, half coquettishly and half complaining: "Little ancestor, you should think of a way, we are getting less and less place in this mansion. The second child is almost occupying the whole place!"

"What's the hurry? The big deal is to separate the family. Even if the family is separated, you will not have to worry about food and clothing if you follow me. My mother has a lot of property in her hands." Jing Zhaoqi's nature is hard to change, and he still looks like a playboy.

"If your mother knew about my relationship with you, she might kill me."

"How timid." Jing Zhaoqi sneered, "Mother-in-law with this skill, why not think about how to fight Jing Zhaojue. It's okay to separate the family, but he will collect most of the family property left by this old man, I don't want to .”

"Then what should we do? Now he is powerful and sent his sister to Zheng Guogong's mansion. I'm afraid we won't be able to fight him."

Jing Zhaoqi raised his eyebrows, touched Aunt Wan's wrist, and said, "I understand one thing."

"what's up?"

"Jing Zhaoqiu was not the only one who sent someone to assassinate us that day. The other group was the action of Jing Zhaojue!" Jing Zhaoqiu grabbed the fan in Aunt Wan's hand, broke the handle, and sneered, "Although I I don't know why he assassinated the fourth child, but it's just a guilty conscience, I'm afraid there is an inside story that we don't know about."

"What about this?"

"Stupid. What is Jing Zhaoqiu's current status? He is a second-class marquis, and his status is higher than that of the second child. If he knew that Jing Zhaojue had assassinated him that day, what would happen to him? Let's keep calm and stand on the other side. Watch the tiger fight. The fourth child used to be a cowardly character, but now I don’t know what happened, but Yi San, who gets mixed up with him, is a ruthless character with tricks, we just need to watch who wins."

"You rascal, your stomach is full of bad water. Do you think your Jing family is all bad blood from your ancestors except for the eldest brother who died early?"

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"Ahem..." Jing Zhaoqiu choked on a big mouthful of saliva, and for some reason, he felt a chill in his back. It is possible that someone spoke ill of him behind.

Hearing him coughing, Yi Zhiyu said, "In late autumn, remember to add some clothes to keep out the cold, so you don't get cold."

Jing Zhaoqiu retorted, I'm choking on water!

"Then we need to add more clothes. If you get sick like a mountain, don't take it seriously." Yi Zhiyu found out some small clothes, "Look at these."

Jing Zhaoqiu took it and touched a few, the material was very smooth and soft, which was most suitable for the baby's skin.He teased Yi Zhiyu and said: "I really don't see that you have the potential of an eighteen-filial father, and you are becoming more and more like an old lady."

"You..." Yi Zhiyu shook his head, feeling very helpless.

"Mother Yi, come and show me, but have you made me new clothes?" Jing Zhaoqiu consciously rummaged through his own in a pile of clothes, and when he found the adult's clothes, he compared them to himself, and then heard Yi Zhi Yu shouted from behind, "Come here, try this one."

"Ah?" Jing Zhaoqiu raised a piece of clothing with both hands and was comparing it to his body. Hearing this cry, he suddenly turned his head and saw Yi Zhiyu's arm was wearing a bright red dress.

Jing Zhaoqiu was stunned, didn't realize for a moment that it was clothes, and said blankly to Yi Zhiyu, "How can you wear such red clothes?"

Yi Zhiyu had a strong smile on his face. He shook off the red dress. The clothes were embroidered with double lotus flowers with gold thread. The style was simple and there were not many decorations. silk cloth.

Of course, these are not the point.

Jing Zhaoqiu was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized.This is not a winter coat for winter, not a normal dress... this is a wedding dress.

The moment he wanted to understand, Jing Zhaoqiu suddenly felt like a fire, his cheeks began to heat up, and he didn't know whether it was joy, shame or surprise.Hundreds of feelings rushed into his heart at the same time, the moment he saw Xifu, he finally had the feeling that he was going to get married.