Jiang Jinyi also heard what Aunt Shu said. If this secret were to get out, it would be extremely detrimental to the Jiang family.
When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken. As a member of the Jiang family, even if he is only thinking about himself, he should pretend that he heard nothing.
But his grandmother and father only care about Jiang Jinyan and don't care about him. What will he do in the future?
The family property of the Marquis' Mansion was in the hands of the eldest son. Although his father was also a legitimate son, he only held an idle position in the Ministry of Rites. What's more, he was only a illegitimate son of the second house, and he had a legitimate brother, Jiang Jinan, under him.
When the descendants of the second house divide the family property in the future, he will probably get nothing. If he loses even his official position by then, he will have no hope in his life, and the wealth and glory of the Marquis Wen Ning's Mansion will have nothing to do with him.
In panic and anxiety, Jiang Jinyi thought of what the Ninth Prince said to him that night.
The Ninth Prince intended to win him over, but he was unable to let go of the so-called family affection and did not submit his letter of allegiance to the Ninth Prince in time.
Now it seems that his choice was completely wrong.
But if he told the Ninth Prince about Jiang Xiancao's biological mother in exchange for his support in the court—
Once he had this idea in mind, he could never forget it.
After dinner, Jiang Jinyi called the maid, "Go to the second young lady's room and see what she is doing."
The maid was stunned. "Why is the young master suddenly concerned about the second young lady?"
Jiang Jinyi frowned and said righteously:
"She's my sister, what's wrong with me caring about her?"
The maid thought to herself, if you really want to care about the Second Young Miss, why didn't you care about her when she was bleeding, kneeling in the ancestral hall with the wound cup on her neck, and being tortured by the eldest young master?
Why did they choose this time when the Empress Dowager was backing the Second Young Miss and no one in the mansion dared to go too far?
No matter how I think about it, it doesn't seem sincere.
But as a servant, she did not dare to comment on her master's actions, so she could only nod in agreement:
"I will go to the Second Young Lady and take a look."
She was about to leave when Jiang Jinyi stopped her, "Don't go empty-handed. Take some women's things and say they're from me."
The maid turned around and said awkwardly:
"Sir, we don't have anything for the mistress in our courtyard. I do have some things for wiping my head and face in my room, but they are too cheap. If I give them to the second young lady, I'm afraid it won't be a good idea."
"Forget it, you don't have to go, I'll go myself."
Jiang Jinyi went to his aunt's room first.
Aunt He was embroidering clothes for him. Seeing him coming, she put down what she was doing and asked with a smile, "But did the old lady promise you?"
Jiang Jinyi immediately lowered his head.
Aunt He, a concubine who had no support from her natal family and was not very favored, was able to raise her son safely in the backyard of the marquis's mansion. She was not a stupid person.
Seeing her son's expression, she still had something she didn't understand. She paused and said:
"If the old lady doesn't agree to your request today, you should continue to pay your respects to her tomorrow and the day after tomorrow until she is willing to help you."
"Mom..." Jiang Jinyi called out awkwardly, wanting to say that the old lady didn't care about his life or death at all, and no matter how many times he went, she would never pay attention to him, so why should they bother to do this?
Aunt He seemed to see what was in his heart and said in a deep voice:
"Even if you're the second son of a concubine, you're still her grandson. Moreover, if you do well in the Ministry of Justice in the future, you'll be able to help the eldest son. So don't be disheartened. The most important thing is not to let her see that you harbor resentment. Continue to be the filial son you are. Do you understand?"
Seeing his mother's serious tone, Jiang Jinyi had no choice but to agree.
But he knew in his heart that his grandmother and uncle had placed all the chips of the entire family on Jiang Jinyan. As long as they could protect Jiang Jinyan and help his career go smoothly, they would ignore him, a bastard, for at least a few years.
The position in the Ministry of Justice that he obtained after ten years of hard study seemed to be of high rank, but except for the Ministry of Works which was at the bottom, the Ministry of Justice was also notoriously without a future among the six ministries. His snobbish grandmother and uncle never took him seriously.
When he was doing well, they were unwilling to use their connections and money to help him in the officialdom, let alone now?
Compared with the popular Jiang Jinyan, he is just a victim.
In the entire marquis's mansion, no one cared about his life or death except his mother.
"You look so embarrassed. Cheer up," Aunt He comforted him. "There's no obstacle a man can't overcome. Just like studying hard will yield rewards, as long as you work hard, your luck will change sooner or later."
Jiang Jinyi felt even more depressed as he listened to his mother's words.
Hard work may bring about a turnaround, but it also depends on whether the effort is put in the right place.
At this moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, and there was no hesitation on his face when he spoke:
"Mother, I came this time to ask you for a bottle of rose oil for your face, and the handkerchief you embroidered earlier. Do you have any left?"
Aunt He's embroidery skills are considered to be unique in the Marquis's Mansion. She often helps the ladies embroider various things on weekdays.
The patterns on the handkerchiefs she embroidered were lifelike and not much worse than those made by the palace embroiderers.
"A while ago, I had them delivered to the old lady and the three other ladies. But the one I was going to give to your sister Zhu'er—" Aunt He said this casually, then suddenly paused, her expression changing. "There's still a piece left, but it's embroidered with lotus flowers. I originally wanted to have it burned, but then I got busy and forgot."
Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion knows that the eldest daughter loves lotus flowers the most.
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