Concubine Jiang Shu has been a favorite concubine for more than ten years, and what she is best at is observing words and feelings, at this time, when she looks at her son's face, she knows that something unpleasant must have happened between the two princes on this trip to Shandong.
She refilled her son's cup of tea again, and said with a smile: "Regardless of whether the second prince sues or not, your father will know about you pretending to be sick, which is no wonder." ” The fourth prince saw that his mother misinterpreted his meaning and didn't explain much, it would be better to mention Yuan Er's affairs less, according to the lustful appearance of the mother concubine, when he saw Yuan Er, he would definitely have to go directly to his father to give him a marriage, then he would die a miserable death.
He snorted slightly, indicating that he would not hold a grudge.
Concubine Jiang Shu is satisfied, no matter whether her son has a chance to become an emperor in the future, before that, all brothers should have a good relationship, this is the foundation of his life.
She sat down next to the fourth prince, took his hand, which was already more than a circle older than herself, and said, "Fourth, the mother concubine doesn't ask for anything, just hope that you will be safe and secure for the rest of your life." ” The fourth prince knew that what the concubine did was for him, so he had to nod vigorously.
Concubine Jiang Shufei smiled with satisfaction, and changed her words: "Fourth, your grandmother came to the palace to see me a few days ago, saying that your grandfather heard that Huo Xiaowang went to the northwest and scolded people at home again. ” The fourth prince's head began to hurt again when he heard this, his grandfather, who had never even ridden a horse a few times in his life, and others didn't dare to look at the chickens, had envied General Huo Da all his life.
I heard that Ah Xiao scolded people when he went to the northwest, and he must have scolded himself, but in order to make the old man happy, he would definitely not be able to do such a stupid thing as taking the initiative to go to the northwest to endure hardships.
He pouted and said, "It's okay, my grandfather is idle, and when I find a few starlings with good names to send them to him in two days, he will forget everything when he goes to Chengenhou to play for a few days." ” Concubine Jiang Shufei turned her head to look at her son, who was half a head taller than herself, and sighed lightly: "Kai'er, are our mother and son too unmotivated?"
Then he chuckled: "Everyone says that my Jiang Manman's family background is not amazing and not amazing, and I have been favored in the palace for more than ten years, but I dare not say goodbye to anyone, the purpose is to win people's hearts everywhere and support you to be the prince."
Actually, I think very simply, I just want you to be loved by your father and emperor for a day in the palace, and you can successfully open the king and open the mansion in the future, even if you can enter your house to raise your old age for a day, I am content."
The next words are not easy to speak, but the mother and son know it.
As soon as Emperor Yongtai is alive, it is impossible for Concubine Jiang Shu to leave the palace, and they are already suspected of cursing the emperor to ascend to heaven as soon as possible.
The eyes of the four princes were red, and what the mother concubine said was all the truth, if those really ambitious concubines would watch their sons eat and drink nonsense, and the women in the palace would suspect her intentions, but the grandfather was also involved.
Others thought that the mother concubine deliberately taught herself to pretend to be stupid and had ulterior motives, but her grandfather thought that the mother concubine spoiled her son and deliberately raised herself, and felt that she was a dignified prince, and she should have some power in her hands.
Where does the power come from, it is naturally a military merit, and if you go to the northwest, maybe you can get the blue eyes of General Huo, and you can have more weight when you compete for the storage position in the future.
But did he think about what the Great Northwest was like, and what it was like to go to the battlefield to kill and be killed?
Anyway, he Yu Wenkai didn't want to know for the rest of his life.
He didn't want to know how his brothers and brothers competed for the throne, and he didn't want to know how Huo Xiao made great achievements, he just thought In fact, he just wanted to make this day too fast, and when Yuan Er settled down, they could meet again, and those stupid and stupid thoughts in his heart could only be said to Yuan Er in this world except for his mother concubine.
Those people flattered him all the time, but in fact they were just flattering him verbally.
Yuan Er seems to laugh at him at any time, but he never really laughs in his heart.
Besides, after entering the capital from the south gate, about half an hour later, they came to the Kushui Hutong where the Jingnan Hou Mansion was located.
At the beginning, Doudou was drunk when he heard the old lady mention the name of this alley for the first time.
The first generation of the old marquis of the Jingnan Marquis Mansion followed the great Zhou grandfather to fight the country, but he can't be treated by the emperor in the end, isn't this just looking forward to your family living like bitter water, and the court can reduce the burden as soon as possible.
This grandfather is really enough to deceive people, no wonder the Jingnan Hou Mansion is not as good as the next generation.
However, my grandmother later explained to her the origin of the name.
It is rumored that when the grandfather raised troops into the capital, he was seriously injured, but he was cured by drinking a bowl of bitter water given by a family in this alley.
Hearing this, Doudou was even more drunk, and the bitter water was obviously a bitter medicine soup, and it had nothing to do with the water at all Even if it is to commemorate this event, it would be more appropriate to call this place the Bitter Medicine Alley Of course, this kind of wild history is mostly coaxing, and Doudou doesn't really take it seriously.
Anyway, whether it's true or not, this alley is called Kushui Hutong, after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the ancestor of the Yuan family was named Jingnanhou, and the house of the imperial gift was built in this Kushui Hutong, after more than 100 years of operation, now the house occupies half of this alley.
Jingnan Houfu has experienced a hundred years of ups and downs, once brilliant, and then declined, and now it has begun to show signs of improvement again.
None of this seems to affect the towering, tall and solemn gatehouse at the main gate of the Hou Mansion.
Build Jingnan Hou Mansion.
The six Taizu themselves wrote, and the pen is vigorous but no longer glamorous and beautiful.
It carries a century-old history belonging to the Yuan family, and it is indescribably calm and heavy.
Rao is Doudou, a little girl who is still young and has never lived in this Hou Mansion for half a day, has also begun to have a sense of belonging and pride from the bottom of her heart.
Soon entered the gate, everywhere the atmosphere is magnificent, although some places are inevitably in disrepair, but it does not look shabby at all, which is the foundation that money cannot exchange.
Back to the office, the steward's office, the communication office, the servants and maids come and go, but everywhere is orderly.
After the second door, the style becomes diverse, the flowers are not grateful, and the grass is evergreen every year.
The room is also much smaller and more chic.
Mrs.
Hou Deng personally helped the old lady into the Chunhui Hall located on the central axis of the Hou Mansion.
Before the second room left the house, he lived in the east of the Hou Mansion, and the mother-in-law and maids who led the way sent the remaining masters back to the assigned courtyard one by one.
Doudou can't remember how many people he saw after getting off the carriage today, how many times he saluted, how many times he smiled, how many laughs he had, how many times he rolled his eyes, how many corridors he had passed, and how many detours he had taken.
In short, she only knew that it took more than an hour after she got out of the carriage to follow the maid who was in charge of guiding the way to her own residence. t1706231537: