Gao Jian originally just wanted to please the Marquis, but he didn't get his favor. Instead, he was given a cold stare. Gao Jian was very tired!
Jiang Rongqing turned and went into the main house of Qinghuiyuan to see Feng.
Several wintersweets in Qinghui Courtyard have withered. Several pots of azaleas moved from the greenhouse are placed on the flower table under the eaves. A crabapple tree transplanted a few years ago is in full bloom. The brocade screens and carvings are everywhere, revealing the elegance and luxury of a wealthy family. However, an inconspicuous corner of the wall is covered with mold, and a few servants are gossiping in the corner.
Mrs. Feng had already heard about her daughter's house arrest. Mrs. Duan anxiously asked Mrs. Feng to make the decision, "If this really is a three-month house arrest, the Third Miss will not agree. Madam, you are the one who cares about the Third Miss the most. You must make the decision on this matter."
She knew that someone with a daughter had come to see Mother Duan and might have slipped something into her pocket, but the matter wasn't that serious.
"Why rush? It's not a matter of being beaten with a stick or kneeling in the ancestral hall. This is a good opportunity to ask her to focus. She is always thinking about random things and it will only delay her important work." Feng said calmly, rubbing her forehead with her hand. She felt a headache when she thought that Jiang Mingzhi was now always talking about the Wang family.
If her damn mother had used the Wang family to suppress her, she wouldn't have died so early. After all, the Wang family is really a trouble!
But this is not a small family, and it would be difficult for her to completely eradicate it. It would be better for her to start with Jiang Mingzhi.
Now that Jiang Yushu has attacked Jiang Mingzhi, Jiang Yushu cannot be used in the short term, otherwise if Jiang Mingzhi finds out, things will be difficult.
Mother Duan was from Jiangming. When she heard this, her eyes turned and she tasted some meaning in Feng's words.
That’s right. The Madam is in charge of the inner courtyard now. So what if the Third Miss is under house arrest? She is the Madam’s biological daughter. If she wants to come out and relax, it’s just a matter of a word. Who can say anything?
After figuring out the key points, Mother Duan had an idea. She smiled and nodded, "Then I'll go get Madam a basin of water so she can clean her face and refresh herself!"
As he said this, he opened the curtain and went out. Just as he went out, he met Jiang Rongqing who came in through the outer curtain.
"My Lord!" Mother Duan suppressed the smile on her lips and bowed respectfully to Jiang Rongqing.
Jiang Rongqing waved his hand and went straight into the inner room.
Feng had heard the noise outside a long time ago and was just instructing her maid to put a large soft pillow behind her back. When she saw Jiang Rongqing come in, she pretended to get out of bed and greet him.
"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, just lie down. You and I haven't been husband and wife for just one or two days."
After saying that, he looked around and paced slowly in the room. Feng Shi saw that he looked thoughtful and wondered if Jiang Rongqing had discovered something.
But with a smile on his face, he softly asked, "My Lord, what are you thinking about?"
"I wonder if we have neglected something about Mingzhi over the years?"
Jiang Rongqing finished speaking slowly and turned to look at Feng's expression.
Feng pursed her lips, the smile on her lips faded, and a rare cold light appeared in her eyes. Then she met Jiang Rongqing's gaze and smiled again: "Perhaps it's my fault as a legitimate mother. I will definitely pay more attention in the future."
After saying that, he added, "Even if she doesn't tell me about Mo Chunyuan, I'm going to give it to her. But her previous courtyard burned down for no reason. I'm afraid she'll burn down Mo Chunyuan again. I asked someone to calculate it. The eldest daughter is more prosperous than fire, and Zhen'er is more prosperous than water. Who can gather wealth and extinguish the fire?"
"If Zhen'er were to stay there for a while, perhaps Mo Chunyuan could be protected for a while longer." Feng looked up at Jiang Rongqing, then clutched her chest and said unhappily, "No wonder this kid and Zhen'er are always at odds. I'm thinking of finding time to go to the temple and pray. The conflict between the two of them still needs to be resolved."
It sounded as if Jiang Mingzhi was deliberately opposing Jiang Yuzhen. Jiang Rongqing was thinking about something in his mind, and after hearing what Feng said, he felt that it made sense. However, he always considered himself a scholar, and a gentleman did not talk about strange things, so he just turned a blind eye to Feng's words about going to the temple.
Jiang Mingzhi was standing in her new courtyard at this time, ordering people to make arrangements. The maids were busy coming in and out. There was nothing to do at the moment, so she took a look and took Qingtang to sit in the small pavilion by the water next to them.
This courtyard is indeed not small. It is close to the west gate of Jinyihou Mansion. Usually, only maids and servants come in and out. It is quite quiet.
"Miss, you deserve to have that Third Miss from Baozhen Tower beaten. I don't think she'll learn her lesson. Who knows what trouble she'll cause when she's released from her confinement! And what about the incident with Qinghui Court that harmed you? Are you going to let it go and just confine the Third Miss to house arrest for three months? As long as the head of Qinghui Court is in charge for a day and can compete with the Marquis' Mansion for a day, the house arrest will be meaningless."
Qingtang still felt unsatisfied when he thought about this matter.
"Don't be so impatient when making tea." Jiang Mingzhi's eyes moved and glanced at the teapot. Qingtang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but remained silent.
Jiang Mingzhi glanced at the lush locust tree in Mo Chun's yard. The yard was far away from the dirty people and the air was much clearer.
She took a deep breath and then said slowly, "What I want is for them to make the rules meaningless."
Qingtang paused while wiping the teapot, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. After a moment, she calmed down again and couldn't help but think about the reasons behind the young lady's actions.
Jiang Mingzhi didn't want to make the atmosphere too depressing, so she smiled and said to Qingtang, "Look, no matter what, it's Feng who's lying in bed pretending to be sick, and it's the Third Young Lady who's confined to her room. We're moving out of our little shabby garden and into Mo Chunyuan. These are all moving in the right direction, aren't they?"
The corners of Qingtang's lips curled up then, but she was old now, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes when she smiled, which made Jiang Mingzhi feel sad.
Qingtang has delayed her marriage over the years in order to take care of herself. Now she is over 30 years old, but still alone and far away from her hometown. If she can't stand up and lead them to live a good life, she will ignore everything that the people around her have done for her!
Thinking of this, she looked at Qingtang's washed-out clothes and said, "I'm sorry for wronging you these days. I will make up for what I owe you in the future."
"Miss..." Qingtang's eyes reddened, and her heart felt bitter. If she was after wealth and fame, she would not have followed the young lady for so many years. It was entirely because the young lady had a kind heart and was very kind to servants like them. But now, hearing the young lady say such words, she felt a mixture of emotions.
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