A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Pei Jingning stroked his forehead again: "Father, tomorrow the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is the Little New Year."

Concubine Pei understood, and his son also refused.

He sighed and leaned against the wall of the carriage listlessly.

As a son of a wealthy family, and now attached to Mr. Ma, even if he writes and writes all day long, he also understands that the relationships between the wealthy and noble families in the capital are complicated and intricate, and are not easy to investigate.

Forget it, forget it, let’s do this for now!
The New Year is coming soon, and the Ye family is very excited. They did not expect that coming from the impoverished Jiangzhou to the prosperous capital would not only give them a foothold, but also lead a better and better life.

Mrs. Ye He stood at the door and looked around. It wasn't until she saw her daughter jumping off the horse at the alley that she grinned. She turned to the concubine behind her and shouted, "Hurry up and put the food on the table!"

At the same time, she turned around and shouted happily, "Zhi'er... Zhi'er..."

Yeats waved to Ye He and strode to the door of his house with his horse. The family's hired servant Ade quickly came over and took the horse away.

Ye He welcomed his daughter into the door and asked with concern, "Tomorrow is the New Year's holiday!"

Yeats nodded, "Let it go."

"Auntie." Yang Fuquan had a bright smile on his face. He had already regarded Ye Zhai as his home.

The Ye He family had no son, so it was not unreasonable to have a boy who followed her daughter all day long. Not only that, this boy was tall and handsome, and he really matched up with his daughter.

Alas, after entering Beijing, everything I encountered was good!

Entering the dining room, there was a charcoal brazier and a table of hot rice and dishes. After a while, the coldness caused by riding was washed away, and the body finally warmed up.

"Wow, there are so many dishes again!" Yeats sighed while washing his hands.

Ye Dahe sat aside, watching the family going about their business, feeling filled with satisfaction. When he saw his daughter, his eyes were filled with smiles, "Will you have a holiday tomorrow?"

"Let it go."

After washing her hands, Yeats called for everyone to sit down and eat. She personally helped Father Ye, who had limited legs and feet, sit at the main seat.

The daughter is both capable and filial, Ye Dahe's worries are diluted by the prosperity of the day, "Eat, everyone eat!"

Ye Lan, Ye Yu, Su Liuyun who followed him to Beijing halfway, Ye Jiangshi, Ye Dahe's concubine, Ade, an employee of the Ye family, and others all sat down at the table and started a sumptuous dinner.In the Princess Mansion, there were three people at a table, and the atmosphere was not that good.

Concubine Pei took a few mouthfuls without saying a word, then said he was full, and left the wing room to go to his own study.

Princess Ning'an asked with a smile, "Are you angry with him?"

Pei Jingning laughed and said, "Mom, I'm already 23." It means: I am no longer the brat who caused trouble more than ten years ago.

"You still know that you are 23!" Princess Ning'an fooled him, "Will we get married next year?"

Pei Jingning picked up the cup and took a sip: "Of course I thought of it."

As soon as the son let go, the mother was of course happy. Within a second of her happiness, Princess Ning'an realized the problem, "Do you really want to marry her?"

A woman who could protect her son in every possible way in front of the emperor could no longer care about her identity.

"Ah."

Princess Ning An put down her chopsticks and sighed deeply, "Son..."

Pei Jingning didn't raise his eyes, staring at the tea leaves floating in the cup in a daze.

"It really doesn't matter whether our family is married or not, but a little lady raised by a petty official as a son, can she stand up to the Pei family?"

"He has done an excellent job in Dali Temple. What can a small back house not afford?"

Princess Ning'an shook her head, "Being an official and being a mistress are different after all."

Pei Jingning raised his eyes, "She is so smart. If mother teaches her more, she will know everything." After saying that, she stood up and said, "My son still has some official documents to deal with, so he won't accompany his mother."

Princess Ning'an laughed angrily at her son, "This boy..." She didn't know what to say.

Little did Yeats know that she had been spotted by someone, and even talked about becoming the mistress of the house after marriage. On a cold, windy and snowy night, she got into the bed with a hot water cover and fell asleep in the warmth and comfort. .