"You are right. The third son is too useless. If we have a powerful adopted son, maybe he can help us fly higher." The old lady was very happy that someone agreed with her idea and a happy smile appeared on her face.
Nanny Feng said in embarrassment: "What if the eldest master refuses? After all, the third master is not his biological brother."
The old lady assured confidently: "Don't worry! The eldest brother listens to me the most. He will do whatever I say and will not dare to disobey me."
"That's good." Nanny Feng was relieved. "Third Master has the fewest sons in the family, so it would be good to have another adopted son."
The master and servant were daydreaming, and regardless of whether Black Charcoal Head was willing or not, they wanted to bring him into their camp.
Naituanzi rested at home for an hour. The old lady originally wanted to take her to the Qian Mansion, but she refused.
"Let's go again in the evening."
The old lady was puzzled, why do we have to go at night? If we go at this time, we can finish the work and come back to sleep at night, which is just right.
If you go at night, you will miss your sleep.
Chu Xiaoxiao muttered to herself.
[Only by going at night can we catch the ghost that doesn't want to be reincarnated. If we go at this time, even if we catch someone, Mrs. Qian won't be able to tell who it is.]
What? According to this, the ghost who didn't want to reincarnate was related to the old lady of the Qian family? Was it someone he knew? Could it be the old man of the Qian family?
Chu Xiaoxiao: “…”
Don't worry! It's not the old man from the Qian family. He has been reincarnated long ago. He has no time to come to our house and cry.
The little granddaughter refused to go out, and the old lady had no choice but to give in. There were some things she couldn't decide on, and she had to see what her granddaughter thought.
(There are two old ladies in the story, don’t get them confused! The old lady refers to the old lady of the Chu family, the grandmother of Naituanzi, and the old lady Qian is the mother of Prime Minister Qian.)
He dragged his feet and waited until the end of the night at Xu time (around 9:00 p.m.) before going out. By the time he arrived at Prime Minister Qian's residence, it was already 2:30 p.m.
The main gate of the Qian Mansion was not open, so they went in through the side door. The old lady felt a little uncomfortable, but then she thought that it was late at night, so it was no big deal if the main gate was closed.
Plus, I broke my promise and said I would arrive an hour later. Now that it's been delayed until now, and they don't open the door to welcome me, it can be considered a give and take, so we're even.
When Prime Minister Qian heard that the imperial teacher had arrived, he naturally stood up to greet him, clasped his fists and bowed, showing great respect.
Although the Imperial Master is young, she can handle a lot of things that ordinary people cannot handle. You can't offend such a person. If you make her unhappy, she will do something to you, and your family will be wiped out without you knowing how they died.
The Imperial Master's abilities were very strong, and he mentioned them to his mother when he got home, but he didn't go into detail, just mentioned them occasionally.
Let her know the situation outside, so that one day the second and third brothers will not accidentally offend someone and blame him for not reminding them.
He was also very upset about his second and third brothers and had no place to vent.
When they were first adopted, one was five and the other was three, so he was twelve. His mother asked him to play with his two younger brothers, but they seemed to be very hostile to him and always complained to their mother that he bullied them.
No matter whether it was true or false, right or wrong, he was the one who got scolded every time.
"How could you bully your two brothers like this? When mother wanted to adopt them, it was with your consent. If you didn't agree, mother wouldn't have brought them home."
"I didn't bully them, they bullied me. They tore up my books and broke the sword my father left for me. I was so angry that I pushed them and wouldn't let them enter my room."
After listening to his story, his mother did not think that his brothers were wrong, but instead spoke harshly to him.
"That's your fault too. You knew your brothers were small, so why didn't you put the books higher? Why did you let them get to them? Don't you know they like to tear things up?
The sword your father left for you is broken, so what? It's not a valuable thing. How could you push them? Look how badly they fell. Their clothes and pants are all dirty. They are still crying, making a lot of noise that makes my head hurt.
Mother hoped that you would lead your brothers to learn good things, but I didn't expect that you would treat them like this. You are really not a good brother."
His wet nurse couldn't stand it anymore and came out to explain: "The eldest son likes quietness and loves reading. The second and third sons are young, at the age of being active and lively, and can't sit still at all.
These three people can't play together. The eldest son's studies cannot be delayed. Madam, you should send the second and third sons to other places to raise them! If the eldest son succeeds, it will also be because Madam raised him well. "
After a lot of truth and flattery, his mother gave his two younger brothers to others to take care of. Later, he studied hard, passed the imperial examination, and worked hard in the officialdom, and finally became the prime minister.
The two younger brothers were not good at studying, and their mother was reluctant to let them go to fight for military merits, so in the end they could only be neither high nor low, and became playboys who spent their time eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.
It was nothing, his mother was happy to raise them, and he could not say anything. After all, his mother only had him as her child, and it was nothing to have two more brothers to please her, to be around her, and to be filial to her on his behalf.
His wife had told him several times that his younger brothers were spending too much and the family had long been running out of money, but he didn't dare mention it to his mother for fear that she would be angry.
As long as the two younger brothers don't do anything illegal, it's a blessing. The older the mother gets, the more she favors the two younger brothers.
All the dowry in the house was given to the second and third wives, and the shops and farms outside were divided among the two younger brothers. He, his own son, did not get a penny.
The lady shed tears several times out of grievance. What could he do?
I could only tell my wife, "That's mother's dowry. She can give it to whoever she wants. We, as the younger generation, can't say anything. Although my second and third brothers are adopted sons, they came to our family at a young age. In mother's eyes, they are no different from her own children."
The lady choked up and said, "I didn't say that we won't give some to the second and third wives, but our eldest wife should have some too, right? Why did you give it all to them? Do you think we are fools? Don't you leave even a single needle or thread?"
We are the eldest son of the family, and we have to take care of the old lady in her old age. If we divide up the dowry, who will she rely on for the rest of her life? Will she rely on us for financial support?
The old lady is really partial to him. She calls him an adopted son, but in fact she takes better care of him than her own son. People who don’t know would think that my second and third uncles are her biological sons, and you, Master, are the ones who were adopted.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your master is a member of the Qian family. Your second and third brothers are just surnamed Qian and are not even on the family tree. How can they be biological children?"
At first, his mother wanted him to go to the elders of the clan and have his second and third brothers included in the family tree, but he politely refused. Perhaps his mother held a grudge against him for this, so she didn't share her dowry with him.
It doesn't matter, it's just money! If you have it, spend more, if you don't, spend less.
Prime Minister Du has been poor for so many years, but no one has ever laughed at him.
Could it be that Prime Minister Qian couldn’t afford it because he was so poor?
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