Su Jin transmigrates into the body of a marquis’ daughter-in-law. She’s now a middle-aged woman with elderly in-laws, ungrateful children, and a lifeless marriage. Her cold and distant husband ...
Chapter 269: Lifting a Concubine
Chapter 269: Lifting a Concubine
"Well, hurry up. It would be best if I could drink your wedding wine this year, and then have a baby next year. It would be best if it's a boy, then the Empress Dowager can rest assured..."
Zhao Yingqiao kept muttering like an old woman. Zhao Jingyu was so tired of hearing this that his ears were almost callused. But this time he did not feel disgusted as he had heard it before. Instead, he felt excited and expectant.
"I've made a note of that."
After beating her nephew, Zhao Yingqiao drove him out of the car.
All I can say is that Su Jin and her daughter are really lucky. No, Su Jin has the best luck. She started from a high point and married into the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion. Now she is divorced and is favored by Prince Rui again. Fortunately, the entire country of Da Zhou is open-minded. Although divorce is difficult, it is not impossible. Since divorce is allowed, remarriage is naturally allowed. There is no such thing as widowhood and erecting a memorial archway as in the previous dynasties.
When Su Jin marries into Prince Rui's mansion, she will surely become a princess. Wow, this status will be raised to a higher level.
Zhao Yingqiao thought about it and left.
As for Zhao Jingyu, he now began to think about how to talk to Su Jin.
On the way, he passed by the hot pot restaurant jointly opened by Ning Ruolan and Gu Suiyu. He took a look inside and saw Ning Ruolan fiddling with a barbecue grill, so he got out of the car.
"The prince is here?"
Ning Ruolan smiled and said, "You came at the right time. I just had a barbecue and made a lot of new things. Your Majesty, please try them."
Zhao Jingyu was acting out of character. Normally he was very cold and solemn, but now his face was slightly red and his eyes were a little wandering.
Ning Ruolan: ...
?
"You..." She looked a little more uncomfortable: "Are you going to confess your feelings to me? I don't like you at all. It's impossible for us to be together!"
Zhao Jingyu: ...
"What is a confession?"
"It's just telling the other person that you like her."
Zhao Jingyu: ...
"Then I'm sorry, the person I want to confess to is Su Jin."
The gossipy look on Ning Ruolan's face became more and more intense, and she was even a little excited: "You are finally taking this step, but Aunt Su is not so easy to win over. Come here, I will help you with some advice!"
Ning Ruolan was extremely excited.
Oh my God, there is finally some candy to eat, and Prince Rui is actually going to confess his love to Aunt Su Jin?
Oh my god, come on, let her plan it carefully. She must use the romance of the 21st century to win over Aunt Su Jin, hahahaha!
I don’t know if Aunt Su Jin will be grateful to me after she becomes the princess?
Ning Ruolan was very righteous and brought people in. She told everyone, insisting on keeping a secret for her friend, and she didn't even tell Gu Suiyu.
In the closed room, two people were whispering.
"Your Highness, listen to my advice and eat your fill. If you want to express your love, that is, propose marriage, you must make it romantic enough. Girls love romance the most!"
Prince Rui: ...
Suspicion was written all over Jun's face.
"But... Sixth Miss is not a girl anymore, right?"
Ning Ruolan: ...
Ah, this...
Forget it, none of this matters!
Ning Ruolan continued, "Have you ever heard that a woman is a princess until she dies?"
Prince Rui shook his head, searching his memory, and then shook his head: "No, who taught you such treasonous words?"
Ning Ruolan: ...
Forgot that this is ancient times...
Never mind, it doesn’t matter!
"What I mean is, if you treat a woman like a princess, she will definitely be moved, understand?"
Prince Rui finally nodded: "I understand."
"Very good, then we must make a detailed proposal plan now. First of all, it must be romantic enough, and secondly, we must spend all our money. Come on, look here, it's best to confess at night, prepare candles and flowers, the most expensive ring, and then set off fireworks in front of everyone to propose. Mm, perfect!"
Zhao Jingyu: ...
Complete silence.
"Wait a minute, let me think about it first."
Then set off fireworks in front of everyone and proposed? ?
In front of everyone? ?
Um??
Will Su Jin be scared?
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't work!
Ning Ruolan patted her chest and assured: "Don't even think about it, just listen to me, it's right!"
Zhao Jingyu: ...
The more I watch, the more I feel that Ning Ruolan is unreliable.
Zhao Jingyu decided to go home first and think about it calmly, so he turned around, said goodbye to Ning Ruolan, and went back home.
Yes, this is a big deal, you need to be cautious and think carefully about it.
***
After the old marquis's funeral was over, after the first, third, fifth and seventh days had passed, Zou asked for a concubine for Gu Changqing.
This concubine is the daughter of a merchant family. Zou sent people to inquire about her. The girl is a good business woman, very smart and strong, and most importantly, she knows how to coax men. She can also coax the family's business partners.
If it were in the past, Zou would have looked down on such a family. They were just merchants, and their daughter was still associating with business partners. A woman worthy of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion should be like Su Jin, born in a wealthy family, well-educated, capable, and with a strong family background...
Tsk, the more Zou thought about it, the more regrettable it felt.
But there is no way now. Gu Zhao is gone, and the Marquis' Mansion is just a name. The emperor has not taken the mansion back yet, and it is also because of his advanced age. The emperor is still sympathetic to Gu Zhao, not Gu Changqing.
However, the Marquis' Mansion was already like this, and Lin Wanhui couldn't be allowed to continue to jump around. Didn't her son like her? Just like Su Jin said, wouldn't it be enough to make her not like him?
So, the concubine was welcomed into the house quietly, and Zou called Gu Changqing and spoke directly.
"Housekeeper Wanhui, your ability is still insufficient. Your father's condolence caused the guests to complain and brought shame to the Marquis' Mansion."
Gu Changqing didn't say anything either. He was not stupid and naturally knew that Lin Wanhui was not capable, but he had no other choice now. Su Jin had left him, otherwise Su Jin would be a good housekeeper.
As for whether he likes Lin Wanhui or not, it is not important. What is important is that he is the head of the family, and his words must be final. It is not okay for Zou to make decisions for him. Only he can make decisions, especially now that Gu Zhao is gone. Gu Changqing keeps the words of his ancestors in mind and naturally follows the old system in dealing with everything in the mansion. When at home, one obeys the father, when married, one obeys the husband, and when the husband dies, one obeys the son. Therefore, Zou cannot make decisions without his permission.
Gu Changqing didn't say anything. Zou got angry just by looking at him. She could only continue, "I see you don't like these people in the mansion either. Su Jin is gone, but she's not the only woman in the world. You can't do this during the mourning period. But, she's just a concubine. You don't need to sleep in the same room. It's not like you're getting married..."
Although the Great Zhou also followed the old system, the founding emperor was open-minded and many customs were no longer so particular.
Take the funeral of Gu Zhao for example. If it were according to the old system, Gu Changqing would have to move out and live in a thatched hut. After the founding of the Great Zhou, these bad habits were abolished and children were allowed to observe mourning at home. As for bringing concubines into the house during the mourning period, although it was not a good idea, people carried them in secretly and closed the door before doing anything else. No one outside knew about it.
In short, it’s not very particular.