Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 127 Give Sister Wei a Name

"That's right, according to Yi Niang's analysis, while the crown prince is still somewhat dependent on you, it's better to cut the mess quickly and ask him to give Sister Wei a title... With the status of Sister Wei, I'm afraid she won't be able to take the position of concubine." , but at the very least, she has to be a good concubine, so as not to insult the dignity of our Zhao family."

The old lady has already planned all the countermeasures in an orderly manner, but Zhao Ziyi frowned even deeper: "The matter has come to this, and my son thinks the same way. But now the crown prince has pushed it all out, it seems It's not like that."

"Then what should I do?" The old lady also frowned, "Is there no other way?"

Zhao Ziyi took another sip of tea: "The recent ice disaster in Jizhou, the crown prince asked for his son, so the son took the opportunity to ask sister Wei to meet him, but I don't know what sister Wei thinks."

As a father, it's not easy for him to talk to his daughter about this kind of thing.

And with Sister Wei's character, she may not be able to truthfully confess to her father.

The old lady immediately understood, "Why don't I ask Miss Wei to come over and ask her a few words?"

"I can only trouble my mother." Zhao Ziyi nodded lightly, and said: "Miss Wei has a tough heart and can endure what ordinary people can't bear. Besides, she is very assertive. How to get her to nod and agree, I'm afraid it will take a lot of money." Talk about it."

"Don't worry, mother knows what to do." The old lady nodded, and was about to order someone to go to the Rose Garden when Mammy Zhou's voice came from outside: "Old lady, Third Miss sent someone to ask you .”

The two looked at each other, and Jinxiu came in respectfully to give her a blessing: "Madam, Mr. Third Miss has come back from Hucao. It was delivered by Mr. Hucao Tang himself. Miss asked the servant to tell the old lady He said that he should have come to pay his respects, but he was worried that you had already fallen asleep, so he asked the servant to pass a message first."

"Amitabha." The old lady let out a sigh of relief rubbing her heart, and said with a smile, "That's good, that's good."

Since Mr. Tang sent it back in person, it means that the matter of the third lady has been settled.

Zhao Ziyi stood aside, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

A boulder in the old lady's heart fell down, and another immediately hung up: "You tell Miss Wei to come over quickly, I want to talk to her for a while!"

Zhao Xiwei drank half a bowl of warm pea broth, changed into a homely plain coat, and came to Rong'an Hall.

"Grandmother, father." Zhao Xiwei was a little surprised, but didn't think too much about it, and just blessed him solemnly.

The old lady only raised her eyes for a glance, and suddenly felt a little warmth in her eye sockets.

The girl has a slender figure and a soft waist. Even an ordinary plain colored jacket looks much better on her.

The orange palace lantern was warm and warm. She stood quietly under the lantern, like a bright pearl in the dark night. The light and shadow were bright and bright.

The old lady only felt her throat tightening a bit. She had been in charge of the family for so many years, but it was the first time in her life that she lost the decisiveness to kill the mistress of a big family.

Sister Wei is such a good child, smart, sensible, beautiful, dignified, and knowledgeable.

But how could life be so miserable that he was exiled outside at a young age, and after returning home to live a good life for a few days, he fell into the hands of the Queen Mother.

Hearing the prince's indifferent attitude, it is estimated that even if he enters the East Palace, he will not get much favor.

Isn't this just pushing the child into the fire pit helplessly?

As a grandmother, how can she open her mouth?
Gradually, a glint of water appeared in the eyes of the old lady, and the corners of her mouth moved several times, but the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter them.

Zhao Ziyi's mood was more complicated.

He didn't say a word, his eyes fell on his daughter's face, but his thoughts drifted far away.

Shen Yuqing entrusted the child to him because he wanted him to be the child's reliance, so as to find a good future for the child in the future.

However, he left all his energy in the court, and had no time to take into account the dangers faced by his children.

Now that such a big incident happened, how could he have the face to meet the dead Shen Yuqing?
Zhao Xiwei glanced suspiciously at his grandmother, then at his father, and saw that their faces were filled with sadness, helplessness, and heartache, and panicked inexplicably: What happened?
What can change the color of both father and grandmother, must be implicated in the important affairs of the court and family.

Zhao Xiwei thought for a while, approached, and poured two cups of hot tea with the teapot, and gave one cup to the old lady, and one cup to Zhao Ziyi: "Father, grandma, the plum blossoms were blooming well a few days ago. I made the tea from the snow water in the stamens, do you feel good after drinking it?"

"Okay." Zhao Ziyi only said one word.

"What do you think, grandma?"

Zhao Xiwei looked at the old lady, with a hint of coquettishness, "I picked them off one by one with bamboo tweezers, and then sifted the fine snow off bit by bit with a special gauze. , the brewed tea tastes fragrant and cold, specially filial to your grandmother, only your Rong'an Hall in the whole Wei Dynasty has it, and Madam Qiao will not give it to me if she wants to buy it, do you think it is good?"

She has tasted the hardships of life since she was a child, and has developed a tough and calm personality in her bones, and she rarely shows the delicate and cuteness that should be at this age.

Occasionally, it is also to please the elders.

At this moment, in the eyes of the old lady, it hurts in her heart. At this time, the child is still suppressing his sadness.

This child is too sensible.

The old lady's heart was in pain, as if it had been hit hard by something.

Well, this is also life.

Now that it has happened, a girl's chastity is the most important thing, so why should she marry someone else with humiliation? The most urgent thing now is to settle the marriage.

The old lady stared at Zhao Xiwei, the light was bright, but it couldn't match the light in sister Wei's eyes.

The old lady subconsciously moved her eyes away, for fear of revealing her inner secret.

Zhao Xiwei was still in the dark, and didn't know that the old lady had so many plots in her heart, so she widened her eyes even more puzzled: "Grandmother?"

The old lady lowered her head to drink tea, avoiding Zhao Xiwei's gaze, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Miss Wei, I heard that Tang Heng sent you here?"

"Yes." Zhao Xi was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly the old lady was concerned about this.

But there was nothing to hide, so he replied generously: "The rain had just stopped when I came out from Hucao. Mr. Tang is a warm-hearted person, so he said he would give me a ride."

"Tang Heng made a special trip to see you off?" Zhao Ziyi frowned, feeling that the matter was not that simple, "Hucao is so busy that even the people from Yemensi have been seconded, why is he free to send you back home?"

Zhao Xi cried out inwardly.

Sure enough, the next moment Zhao Ziyi thought of Li Xuanye going to transfer the household to Cao, his brows were furrowed even tighter: "The prince ordered him to send you off, right?"

(End of this chapter)