Qin first went to pay her respects to Qin's parents, and then carried the child to the main hall with Rong Huanyao.
Madam Hou was the niece of the former Madam Hou. She was the daughter of a small merchant family in Suguang County, Pingcheng. When she was fourteen, her parents died and she came to Beijing for refuge. She was raised by the former Madam Hou for three years.
Rong Baichuan lost his mother at the age of one. In order to take care of the young child, he married her as his second wife.
However, she had not read much poetry and books since childhood, and even after becoming a marquis's wife for decades, there was still a sense of pettiness in her every move.
How can her vision and insights compare to those of the ladies who have been influenced by her since her mother's womb?
"Look at the banquet you've arranged. Why did you take out that San Sheng porcelain vase? There are so many children here. What if it breaks?"
"And these cakes? Why do we need Rong Xiang Zhai? We can just buy some from the cake stalls on the street. The feast is about to start, why are the cakes and tea so good?"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Mrs. Hu listened carefully to the Marquis's wife's scolding beside her, and made a few remarks from time to time.
"That's because my sister-in-law has invited ladies from high-ranking officials and noble families. If we send someone else, people will look down on our mansion. Besides, my brother is so prominent now, we can't lose his face..."
"If you want to give them face, then use the private treasury of the eldest house. Why use the money from the accounting office!" The Marquis's wife said in a stern voice.
The Marquis' wife looked down upon the Hu family because of their humble background.
Similarly, Mrs. Hu also looked down on Mrs. Hou's country habits.
Where she couldn't see, his eyes were rolling up to the sky.
But I can only give him some advice with kind words.
"This...this kind of wedding banquet should be organized by the mansion..." Mrs. Hu was a little embarrassed. "If I let my sister-in-law use the private treasury, it would be unreasonable."
"What's the point of talking about etiquette? Whoever's hosting the banquet should use their own money. Everything in this mansion will belong to my Wang'er in the future. Why don't you take good care of it for him?"
"If you don't know how to manage your money, you'll have to hand over your management rights to me!"
The Marquis's wife glared at her, and Hu immediately lowered her head. "Yes, daughter-in-law has taken note of this. From now on..."
"Mom, my sister-in-law is here." Rong Huanyao's voice interrupted their conversation.
As soon as Qin stepped into the threshold, the Marquis's wife immediately put on a kind face.
"Nan Jing... come quickly. Let me see our little granddaughter..."
"Sister-in-law, let me take Chaoxi over." Rong Huanyao took the child and went to see the Marquis's wife.
"Be careful." Qin looked at the little guy, not daring to move her eyes.
"Not bad, not bad..."
The Marquis's wife hugged Rong Chaoxi and laughed twice, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.
Although the little girl was cute, she was not her own granddaughter after all, and the old lady could not like her.
Coupled with the original plan to let the little girl die young, Qin Nanjing must have been unable to bear the blow.
Rong Baichuan will certainly be devastated after losing his wife and children.
By then, if I buy Rong Qi Wang a merit, it will be easy for him to get the position of the crown prince.
Dongwu has a regulation regarding the inheritance of titles.
Either have excellent character, or be outstanding in literature, or have made great achievements.
Otherwise, the title will not be passed down.
Among these three items, only "merit" can be manipulated behind the scenes.
Just like the current Marquis of Annan, he inherited the title smoothly by stealing the credit for suppressing bandits from others.
[Hmph, old woman! You don't like me, but I don't like you either.]
[Let me go, let me go, you bad guys! ]
The little guy kept struggling in the Marquis's arms, and finally burst into tears.
[Mother, please save me! They are all bad people, and the foul air is so irritating...]
"Mom, let me do it. Chaoxi is a little shy." Qin hurried forward to take her daughter back.
The marquis's wife secretly glared at Chaoxi.
"The auspicious time has arrived, everyone go out."
Qin followed the Marquis's wife holding Chaoxi in her arms and found that the little guy was a little dizzy and no longer as energetic as before. She couldn't help but feel worried.
She seemed unable to touch what she called "foul air"
As soon as the little protagonist of today's banquet was carried out, all the ladies came over to look at the baby.
"So cute, better than your first three children."
"Yes, yes, this is the first time I've seen such a delicate little doll."
After being praised by the ladies, Rong Chaoxi had many more gold and silver bracelets and longevity locks on her hands and neck, and she felt even more dizzy.
It seems like there are little stars in front of my eyes!
The little guy shook his head and followed the stars.
Fortunately, the auspicious time had arrived, and after the baptism, my condition improved day by day.
Just when the little one's hair had been cut, a woman suddenly rushed in.
Among the many guests, she knelt down in front of Rong Baichuan accurately.
"Sir, I finally found you..." The woman knelt on the ground and pulled Rong Baichuan's clothes.
"Who are you?" Rong Baichuan pulled back his clothes in disgust.
Looking down, I saw a five-fingerprint on it!
This was made for him by Jingniang herself, and it got dirty the first time he wore it.
hateful!
"Sir, don't you remember me?" The woman raised her head, wiped her face with her sleeve, and straightened her hair. "Half a month ago, you saved me."
Thinking of that day half a month ago, Rong Baichuan felt a sharp pain on his right cheek again.
"My Lord, I have no way of repaying you for saving my life. I am willing to be your slave and serve you like a beast of burden."
The woman bowed with both hands and kowtowed to the ground, "Please accept me, sir!"
"This is the woman who disfigured General Rong..."
There were murmurs among the guests.
"They all came to repay their gratitude..."
"What do you mean by being a slave? Look at how pretentiously she acts. Is she trying to climb into Master Rong's bed?"
These ladies from aristocratic families often deal with matters in the rear quarters and can see through his intentions at a glance.
Meeting this person was the biggest misfortune and the most unlucky thing Rong Baichuan had ever experienced in his life.
He took two steps back and moved away.
"No, just leave now! There's no need to repay any favor!"
"Come here, give her some wedding money and send her off."
The maids were about to come forward.
The woman knelt forward and Rong Baichuan took two steps back, but was finally stopped by the table. The woman still grabbed the corner of his clothes!
"Sir, you touched my body that day, and I have already..."
"How dare you!" Rong Baichuan roared, "Who touched you? How dare you slander this general!"
"Sir, I didn't..." The woman raised her head with tears in her eyes, her tone was sad and pitiful.
"That day, when you were saving my daughter, you accidentally pulled off her skirt. My daughter...my daughter's body was seen by the adults. She can no longer marry, and my father also kicked her out of the house..."
"Please accept me as a maidservant in your mansion."
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