Do you know: I am Xu Jiazi

Chapter 616 Sent to the Nursing Home [Thank you! Goodbye! 41K owed]

After Rong Fei finished speaking, she paced slowly in the palace with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

After walking a few steps, Rong Fei suddenly stopped and looked at the female official beside her and asked, "Who went to give the gift to Xu Jia Wulang that day?"

The personal maid thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, I remember it was the personal maid surnamed Shen beside Madam Dou, named Lian Peng."

"Tsk!" Rong Fei said in annoyance, "Wrong, wrong! I shouldn't have let that maid go to deliver the gift."

"Ah? Madam, you mean... this shouldn't happen! Before you got pregnant with the princess, you were a slave..."

The personal maid did not continue speaking. The furs that Rong Fei had sent to the Xu family on the pretext of something were actually sent by her.

"Think about it, when the Xiangyang Marquis's Mansion delivered the gift, it was Lord Gu who went there in person! He really shouldn't have let the maid go there, he should have let Erlang go there himself!"

As Rong Fei spoke, her eyes kept moving, with a look of sudden enlightenment in her eyes.

Watching Rong Fei continue to pace slowly in the palace, the personal female official said: "Madam, this matter is really my fault for not thinking it through."

Rong Fei shook her head and waved her hands: "It has nothing to do with you. I just didn't think it through."

The personal female official said: "My lady, I heard that the Marquis of Xiangyang gave a pair of twins to the son of the Xu family. That's how he got two sons. How about this servant..."

Rong Fei paced back and forth, waving her hands, and said, "Now there are already three maids in Xu's brother's room. If you give her away again, they won't want her."

As she spoke, Concubine Rong looked towards the bed in the room. The curtains there had been drawn and the little princess was sleeping soundly inside.

Seeing Rong Fei's eyes, the personal maid beside her thought for a moment and said, "Madam, when the Marquis's residence came to report the good news, Erlang said something extra, saying that the walls in Miss Feiyan's room seemed to be much cleaner."

Rong Fei frowned at the bed and looked at the personal maid, saying, "Is the wall clean?"

When Rong Xian got married, Rong Fei stayed in the house in Huixueyuan. She knew that there were many things hanging in Rong Feiyan's house, and most of them were related to the legitimate son of a certain marquis.

"Go and ask around! No, don't ask around. Send someone directly to ask Feiyan's two personal maids."

"Yes, ma'am."

The personal maid bowed and turned to walk out.

Concubine Rong looked at the female official's back and sighed, then continued to pace slowly in the hall.

Concubine Rong was born in the market, but she was able to remain in favor for so many years. Although this was because of her outstanding appearance and her resemblance to the former Concubine Zhang, what was more important was that she had a strong character, was quick-witted, shrewd and decisive.

This kind of spirit is stronger than that of some men.

Just like in the previous story line, Concubine Rong will draw her sword against the soon-to-be-throne Prince Yong because of Rong Feiyan's affairs.

What happened to the Duke of Qi's Mansion was like being slapped in the face by Prince Yong, but they didn't even dare to cry out loud.

After walking around the hall for a while,

Rong Fei stopped and

He looked towards the direction of Zhao Fang's bedroom thoughtfully.

The next day,
in the afternoon,

In the palace,
Rong Fei frowned slightly and looked at the personal maid in front of her, and said, "Did you go to the Chai family together?"

"Yes, Madam! I went to the Marquis' Mansion to deliver your reward. Before returning to the palace, I went to the Liang family to ask Madam Wu a few questions, but there was no final conclusion."

"No wonder Feiyan put away all her things." Concubine Rong nodded.

Glancing at the personal maid who was hesitant to speak, Rong Fei said, "What's the matter? Just say it if you have something to say!"

"Yes, Madam! When I went to visit Madam Dou, she looked resentful and seemed to have some complaints in her heart."

"The wife of the Duke of Fuguo, who went to the Marquis' Mansion to visit her daughter, also looked unhappy."

Rong Fei nodded: "It was my oversight. First, I shouldn't have used the Dou family's dowry, and second, I shouldn't have let that maid go to deliver the gift. It's only natural that she's unhappy."

The female official said: "My lady, you are kind-hearted. They..."

Rong Fei waved her hand, and the female official did not continue the topic, and said, "Your Majesty, I heard from Xi Bu that the Xu family's pony was to be sent to the Gu family yesterday, and the third lady of the Gu family sent an invitation, but the lady did not want to go."

"Well, let her come to my place after the Qixi Festival."

"This slave has taken note of it."

The seventh day of July,

Chinese Valentine's Day.

in the afternoon,

clear sky,

Looking out from the high palace walls, one can see the colorful pavilions built by each household for the purpose of begging for skill, with the silk ribbons tied to the pavilions fluttering in the wind.

The bustling streets of Bianjing City were filled with traffic and were more prosperous than ever before.

Most people were wearing new clothes, and stalls selling various kinds of Mohelo, Shuishangfu and Guban could be seen on the roadside from time to time.

On the bustling main street of Panlou, Liang Han's servant Diaoche was standing at the side of the Panlou gate. Behind him on the table were several lotus flowers in exquisite vases, and he was surrounded by a group of strong servants of the Liang family.

Looking at the group of rich young men dressed in gorgeous clothes, Diao Che shouted, "This young man offers 200 strings of cash. Do you have more? Anything else? Deal!"

After Diao Che finished shouting, Liang Jiajian, the servant beside him, carefully picked up the vase and walked towards the man.

Taking his eyes off the people downstairs, Qiao Jiulang, who was standing outside the private room on the third floor, turned around and looked at Liang Han in the crowd in the private room, and said, "Liu Lang, you really know how to do business. The profit from selling those lotus flowers downstairs is equal to the profit from my shop in a whole month."

Liang Han was sitting at the table, surrounded by a group of young men from wealthy and noble families in the capital, most of whom were accompanied by female musicians and courtesans.

Hearing this, Liang Han smiled and said, "Then don't you see who I rely on? If it weren't for my brother Xu Wu's help, this business would not be easy to do."

"Liu Lang, why do you say that?" asked a young man wearing gold and jade in the private room.

Liang Han smiled, bowed his hands and apologized, "Hahahaha! This is a secret, sorry I can't say more."

"Liu Lang, what are you talking about? I am being presumptuous, brother."

Seeing this scene, the young men from various families and the courtesans in the private room laughed at the right moment, easing some of the awkwardness.

When everyone's laughter subsided, one of Liang Han's cousins, the son of Xin Guogong Pei's family, said, "Sixth Brother, speaking of Xu's Jing'er, there has been a rumor these past two days. Do you know anything about it?"

"Hmm?" Liang Han looked at everyone in the private room, and asked puzzledly, "Cousin, what's the rumor? Tell me about it."

Pei's brother glanced at a person at the table and said, "Didn't Rong Xian become a father the day before yesterday?"

Liang Han nodded: "I know, his wife gave birth to a daughter."

Pei's son continued, "Yes! But before that, the wife of the Duke of Fuguo had vowed that her daughter would give birth to a son since her daughter became pregnant!"

"When others asked the lady why she was so sure, she was vague and didn't explain clearly."

Liang Han nodded his head, scanning the expressions of the others at the table, and asked, "Cousin, what's next? What does this have to do with Brother Xu Wu?"

The Pei family disciple said, "The key point is on Xu family Wulang, Chen Min, why don't you tell me yourself?"

Hearing this, Liang Han turned his head and looked at Gu Tingye's cousin, Yang Chenmin, who was from the aristocratic Yang family and was sitting at the table. His mother was Gu Yankai's sister.

Liang Han's eyes turned and he said, "Yes! Chen Min, your aunt is the wife of the Duke of Fuguo, she must know it clearly."

Yang Chenmin looked a little embarrassed, but looking at the expressions of the people in the private room, he still said hesitantly: "Liu Lang, my aunt just said, said."

"What?" Qiao Jiulang asked anxiously.

"It is said that if you give some gifts to Xu Jiawulang, you will have a chance to have a son. This rumor is just a rumor in Beijing, a scam!" Yang Chenmin said with an embarrassed expression.

After hearing this, everyone in the private room had different expressions.

The children of wealthy and noble families were better off. Most of them did not look very surprised. When they whispered to each other, it seemed that they had vaguely heard of this matter before.

The female musicians and courtesans who were sitting at the table entertaining the guests looked around, each one more curious than the other.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Yang Chenmin said, "My aunt went home these past two days and attended a gathering of several dukes' wives. She was questioned several times and she said this because she was so angry."

Liang Han frowned and said, "This..." Pei's brother said, "Although he said it out of anger, it was said in front of a group of maids. We all know about it, and I think it has spread throughout the capital."

After saying this, a young man at the table clapped his hands with his folded fan and said in a daze:

"Hiss! After listening to you all, I just remembered that the old Marquis of Xiangyang had no children!"

"Liu Lang, the twin female servants that you have been praising before, those are the gifts from the old marquis, aren't they?"

Liang Han waved his hands quickly, and said with a little panic in his eyes: "Ah? This, I, didn't..."

Regardless of what Liang Han said, the young man continued to sigh: "That makes sense."

When the courtesans who were serving at the table heard this, their eyes widened even more.

"By the way, Prince Consort Lu of Yulin Lane also had six golden flowers before, and he had a son before. Has he ever sent anything to Xu's Fifth Brother?"

Someone else at the table asked.

The Erlangs at the table looked at each other, but no one confirmed or denied it.

"How about we send someone to ask?" asked the Pei family brother with great interest.

"Brother Ze, the old lady of Duke Lian is the aunt of Marquis Jinyang Tao. Why don't you send someone to try to ask her?" someone suggested.

The noble young man who was called said hesitantly, "Okay! I'll try."

When the sun sets,
The close follower of Jinyang Hou Tao's Ze Ge'er returned to Pan Tower and went upstairs to whisper a few words to Ze Ge'er.

Looking at the eager and curious eyes of the people in the private room, Brother Tao Jiaze didn't say anything, but just nodded.

Outside the private room,
Liang Han's group of people are either rich or noble, and being able to serve them is a rare and good job.

Therefore, Min Ge'er, the senior servant of Pan Lou, was standing here.

Hearing the exclamation in the private room, he looked at the personal attendant of the Marquisate who came out in some confusion and said, "Young man, what's going on in there?"

Before the Tao family servant could say anything, the door of the private room was opened and a group of young men came out one after another.

The sun sets and the sky darkens.

The Jade Rabbit, which rises at noon, becomes brighter in the night sky.

The city of Bianjing was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights.

Some families built a Qiqiao Tower, while others only had an altar.
In addition to fruit offerings, the altar also has spider boxes for unmarried girls to pray for cleverness.

Some people recited poems and composed essays in front of the altar, while others knelt down and prayed for dexterity.

In addition to the houses,

In brothels with expensive Mohelo and large Guban placed in front of the door, there would be popular courtesans leading female musicians to kneel down and worship the moon and pray for cleverness.

There are many different kinds of festivals.

but,
No matter they are wealthy families or ordinary households, or even some official restaurants that are still "open for business".

After the Qiqiao ceremony is over, people in front of the altar will often gather together and talk for a few words.

The words "Xu Jia Wulang", "sending things", "Xiangyang Marquis' Mansion", "Lu Fuma" and so on are often mentioned in the conversation.

The Chinese Valentine's Day has just passed.

On the second day,
Quyuan Street,
In front of the gate of the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion,
Xu Zaijing rode out on horseback as usual.

Before they had walked far out of the door, Xu Zaijing and Qingyun looked at each other.

Then, Qingyun looked around, saw a carriage on the side of the road, and said, "Sir, why do I feel like there are too many people on the street today?"

Xu Zaijing frowned and nodded: "Not bad!"

Just finished,
A carriage on the roadside opened its curtains.
Xu Zaijing and Qingyun looked over reflexively.
As a result, in the carriage that the two men saw was a well-dressed young woman.

Seeing Xu Zaijing and Qingyun coming on horseback, the young woman stepped on the stool to get off the carriage, and walked quickly towards Xu Zaijing with the maid standing beside the carriage.

"Stop! What are you doing!" Qingyun shouted loudly while lifting the horse he was sitting on.

"Xilulu!"

The horse reared up and neighed.

This action made the young woman and the maid beside her take a step back in panic.

Qingcao in the carriage behind Xu Zaijing also looked out with some curiosity.

"Is this the fifth son of the Xu family from the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion?" The young woman didn't dare to look at Xu Zaijing, but just lowered her eyes and asked timidly.

"good."

Qingyun replied.

The young woman's face lit up with joy, and she reached her hand into her sleeve swiftly.

See here,

Qingyun immediately shouted: "Don't move!"

Qingyun's shout was so loud that the woman shivered and the metallic object in her sleeve fell to the ground.

When Xu Zaijing looked at it, he saw that it was made of gold and silver, and was cast into the shapes of dates, chestnuts, longans and lotus seeds.

The maid beside the young woman hurriedly helped her master pick up the things and put them into the young woman's hands.

The young woman quickly raised the things in her hand, bowed her head and said, "Young Master, I don't have any other intentions. These things are just some of my thoughts. Please accept them."

Qingyun glanced at Xu Zaijing and said, "How could you, woman, ask my young master to collect things for no reason? Really..."

After saying half a sentence, Qingyun suddenly realized something and stopped talking. He turned around and looked at Xu Zaijing.

Xu Zaijing, who understood what Qingyun meant, raised his chin slightly.

Qingyun rode his horse over and stretched out his hand, saying, "Then, give me the thing."

The woman looked up at Qingyun, then at Xu Zaijing, shook her head, and said hesitantly, "I can't give it to you."

"you."

Qingyun was speechless and turned to look at Xu Zaijing.

Xu Zaijing shook his head helplessly, steed his horse forward and backward, and stretched out his hand, saying, "Give it to me."

The young woman was frightened by the approaching tall little black colt and took a step back. She looked up at Xu Zaijing to confirm, then nodded repeatedly and handed the thing over.

Looking at the master and servant in front of him, Xu Zaijing whispered, "The most effective way is to find a female doctor for treatment! The Ren family doctor in the capital is very good."

The young woman didn't dare to look at Xu Zaijing. She nodded timidly and said "hmm".

Then, looking at the passers-by who wanted to get closer, Xu Zaijing shook his head, tapped his horse's belly lightly and left.

Arriving at the bridge across the canal in the city, Xu Zaijing stopped his horse and looked at the scenery for a while. Then he handed the gold and silver objects in his hand to Qingyun and said, "Exchange these things for rice and send them to the nursing home in the city."

"Yes, sir." Qingyun took the things with a smile and said, "Sir, can I buy some meat buns for you?"

"can."

"Thank you, sir." Qingyun said with a smile and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Zaijing shouted, and then looked at Qingyun who had stopped and said, "When distributing porridge and meat buns, do you know what name to use? How to say it?"

Qingyun thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "This is a reward from the court, to pray for the court's blessing."

"Go."

(End of this chapter)