Chapter 187 Wu Ye's Joy (Two Chapters in One)
At this moment, Lord Lang Jinglang had just returned home.
Lord Lang knew about Feng Yalan falling into the water and being rescued by the fifth prince's servant even before Feng Ke did.
As soon as Lang Yuyu left the Third Prince's Mansion, he sent someone to the yamen to inform him of the news.
Lord Lang did not expect that things would turn out like this.
Indeed, he had some complaints about Feng Ke recently, but this was all in secret. On the surface, he was still the good student who admired his teacher.
The dissatisfaction came from his wife and daughter, and his wife's dissatisfaction was all because of his daughter.
When they came to Beijing, they were full of hope. Feng Jiahe became the third prince's wife, and Lang Yuyu was the best choice to be the concubine.
First, Feng Ke and Madam Lang's father were classmates and friends, and Madam Lang also took Feng Ke as his teacher. When the Third Prince ascended the throne and Feng Jiahe became the Empress, there would definitely need to be someone trustworthy in the palace, and Lang Yuyu was the one.
Secondly, Lang Yuyu is as beautiful as a flower and has been carefully cultivated since childhood. She is not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also good at singing and dancing. Lang and his wife never dared to dream of the position of queen. Therefore, Lang Yuyu was cultivated according to the standards of a favorite concubine.
Since arriving in the capital, Lord Lang has been working diligently for Feng Ke and the third prince. Madam Lang goes to Feng's house every few days to play cards with Madam Zhong. The money she loses is enough to buy a big house in the capital. Lang Yuyu follows Feng Jiahe around, almost like a slave.
The Lang couple thought they had lowered their stance to the lowest level, but the Feng family kept delaying Lang Yuyu's entry into the Third Prince's residence. Now that the Third Prince was about to enter the Eastern Palace, there was still no sign of progress on the matter.
The third prince became the crown prince, and Feng Jiahe had a higher status. She could carefully select more helpers for herself.
But Lang Yuyu couldn't wait any longer. After the New Year, she would be eighteen years old. At this age, she was not even eligible to participate in the selection. If she waited any longer, not to mention that she could not enter the prince's palace, it would be difficult for her to find a husband of the same social status and age as her.
Is the jewel in the Lang family going to be someone else's concubine?
Lord Lang was not in a hurry at first, but Madam Lang's whispers ranged from drizzles and breezes to typhoons at sea, so how could he remain calm?
More importantly, he had just heard a piece of news not long ago.
Lang Yuyu admires Yan Xia, the prince of Weiguo. The emperor is very angry when he finds out and makes a sudden decision to marry Zhao Yunnuan, the eldest princess of Liangwang Mansion, to Yan Xia.
At first, Lord Lang thought he had heard wrongly. Lang Yuyu admired Yan Xia?
How is this possible!
His daughter is obsessed with marrying into the Third Prince's mansion, and has only the Third Prince in her eyes and heart. It is very likely that she has never even seen Yan Xia, so how can she say that she admires him?
So Lord Lang sent people to investigate. Although some information was difficult to find out, as long as one was willing to spend money, even if there was an airtight wall in the world, one could still use the money to dig a hole in it.
Therefore, Lord Lang quickly used silver to find out the source of the rumor.
What he didn't expect was that the source was actually the third prince!
Lord Lang endured it for two days, but on the third day, he couldn't help but tell Madam Lang about it.
He told Madam Lang: "Don't waste any more time on the Third Prince's Mansion. If there is a suitable family, please show Yuyu your love."
He is only thirty-six years old and will have to stay in officialdom for at least another ten years. He will also need to rely on others and read their faces.
After all, apart from the matter of his daughter entering the Third Prince's Mansion, Feng Ke treated him well in other matters, and he didn't want to fall out with him.
I don’t want to do it now, and I don’t want to do it in the future, unless the Third Prince cannot become the emperor and lives in seclusion like Prince Jing.
He repeatedly reminded Mrs. Lang not to act rashly and to keep an eye on her daughter. This matter was over.
But today, when Lang Yuyu sent someone to inform him of the news, Lord Lang knew that the matter had not been over, at least not with his daughter.
This daughter was spoiled by them.
Why did you touch Feng Yalan when you could touch anyone else? This was no longer just jealousy between women; this was sabotaging the plans of the Third Prince and Feng Ke!
Once the matter escalates from the rear house to the imperial court, it will no longer be something he can handle.
She was clearly the daughter he had spoiled since she was young, but now, Lord Lang wished he could strangle her to death as soon as she was born!
He thought about it and finally thought of someone.
Yang Shengqiu!
To be more specific, he was very grateful to Yang Shengqiu for his help.
At that time, Yang Shengqiu was just a poor scholar, and he was recruited by him to be a tutor in his mansion. One was willing to join him, and the other was willing to be accepted. They were willing to do so and hit it off immediately.
Before Feng Jiahe became the Third Prince's consort, he even considered asking Yang Shengqiu to be his son-in-law. However, this idea was rejected by Madam Lang as soon as he had it. Even if her daughter could not become the second Concubine Qiao, she would at least be a lady of imperial decree. Yang Shengqiu's background determined his future. What he could get after struggling all his life was nothing more than what many people have right after they are born.
Although Yang Shengqiu and the Lang family ultimately became just a teacher-owner relationship, the gratitude they felt for each other could not be changed.
Now that Yang Shengqiu has become the top scholar, he still addresses Lord Lang as "junior" whenever he sees him, which makes Lord Lang like him even more.
At the same time Feng Ke entered the palace, Lord Lang also made an appointment with Yang Shengqiu to meet tomorrow. The reason for making an appointment tomorrow instead of now was because Lord Lang had not met Lang Yuyu yet. Everything was his speculation. He also wanted to know the situation at that time from Lang Yuyu. Most importantly, he wanted to know the reaction of the third prince.
In the evening, when Lord Lang returned home, he saw Lang Yuyu still in a daze.
Lang Yuyu still doesn't understand how Feng Yalan fell into the lake.
She did bump into Feng Yalan on purpose, but they were only two or three steps away from the lake at the time. How did Feng Yalan fall into the lake?
"You said it wasn't you who pushed Feng Yalan into the lake?" Lord Lang asked in a deep voice.
Lang Yuyu shook her head desperately. There was a palm print on her face that had not yet faded. It was from Feng Jiahe.
The maid was using a boiled egg to reduce her swelling, but she pushed the maid away and the boiled egg fell to the ground.
"I just bumped into her. I really didn't push her. Really!" Lang Yuyu argued for herself. She didn't do anything. She just bumped into Feng Yalan.
"Yes, I understand. It was that bitch Feng Yalan who did it on purpose. She fell into the lake on purpose. She wanted the Third Prince to save her. She wanted to marry into the Third Prince's mansion and share the same husband with her sister!"
Lord Lang looked at his daughter and closed his eyes in disappointment.
It's a waste of such a pretty face, but she is a useless person who can even think of letting sisters share the same husband.
He had heard long ago that although Feng Yalan was born out of wedlock, his biological mother was very much favored by Feng Ke. If Feng Yalan really had feelings for the third prince, there would be no place for Yang Shengqiu.
"Who else was with you at that time?" Lord Lang asked patiently, suppressing his irritation.
Lang Yuyu was stunned. Who else was there with her at that time?
"A maid, yes, there is Feng Yalan's maid, right? Is that maid next to Feng Yalan or behind her?"
She subconsciously looked at her maid.
The maid hurriedly said, "Miss Feng Wu's maid is definitely not behind her."
Lang Yuyu thought so too. If Feng Yalan's maid was behind her, she would not have bumped into Feng Yalan.
Lord Lang was really unable to bear it anymore. This idiot turned out to be his carefully raised daughter.
He looked at Madam Lang: "What did you teach her? She was sold and had to count the money. Look at her, how stupid is she?"
Madam Lang looked displeased: "You think my daughter is stupid? Are you planning to find a vixen to give you another child?"
Lord Lang has come this far thanks to the Yue family. Even his relationship with Feng Ke was arranged by the Yue family. Therefore, he is inferior to the lady, not to mention concubines. He doesn't even have a wife.
But now that he was rising in power, the Yue family could no longer do much to help him. Therefore, Madam Lang began to become suspicious. No matter what was said to her, she could always smoothly turn the topic onto that vixen Mo Xuyu.
Lord Lang couldn't explain it to them clearly, so he could only leave in anger.
However, half an hour later, he still asked someone to call over the two maids who had accompanied Lang Yuyu to the Third Prince's Mansion today.
Among the two maids, only one went with them to appreciate the chrysanthemums. The reason for this was that, except for Feng Jiahe, everyone else only brought one maid with them. So one of the maids stayed behind, and the other followed Lang Yuyu to the chrysanthemum garden.
"Think carefully about what the situation was at that time." Lord Lang patiently enlightened.
The maid had also been thinking about this, but she was not sure.
"No one expected that the young lady would collide with Miss Feng Wu at the time. No one reacted immediately. Even Miss Feng Wu's maid, like me, only reached out to pull her out after she fell. But we were all a step too late."
Lord Lang asked, "Were you behind your young lady at that time?"
The maid nodded and said, "At first, I was the one supporting the young lady, but then she suddenly quickened her pace, shook me off, and bumped into Miss Feng Wu."
"Then do you remember who was originally behind you?" Lord Lang asked again.
This was something the maid had thought about, but she was not sure about.
"Okay, it seems to be Miss Fan."
Lord Lang frowned deeply. He didn't even know who this Miss Fan was.
"Which Miss Fan?" Lord Lang asked in a deep voice.
The maid said, "She is from the Fan family of Wu. Her maternal surname is Nie. Her mother is a cousin of the old princess of the Prince of Liang's mansion."
Lord Lang was slightly surprised. He didn't know that there was such a person around Feng Jiahe.
He knew the Fan family. Their ancestors were also a family of scholars. However, in recent decades, the Fan family had not produced any scholars. However, they had a talent for business. Not only did they manage the family business well, but it also grew bigger and bigger.
"Okay, I understand. Don't tell anyone about this." Lord Lang waved his hand and asked the maid to leave, but his brows were furrowed even tighter.
The Fifth Prince's Mansion.
The fifth prince crossed his legs and leaned proudly on the Arhat bed.
The Fifth Prince's wife fed him a piece of autumn pear and said angrily, "Fifth Master is happy now. This is the first time I have seen you so happy."
The Fifth Prince chewed the autumn pear twice and frowned, saying, "Sour, really sour!"
As she was about to spit out Qiuli, the Fifth Prince's wife quickly caught it with a handkerchief, her eyes reddening, "How can I not be jealous? When the Fifth Master gets his beautiful daughter, there will be no place for me in this mansion."
The Fifth Prince spat all of Qiuli's food onto her handkerchief and said angrily, "It's my wedding day, so stop crying here. Go away, and don't come here for the next few days. I'm annoyed by the sight of you!"
The Fifth Prince's wife could no longer hold back, so she stood up and walked away quickly. Before she even left the room, tears began to fall.
The maid quickly wiped away her tears: "Princess, please stop crying. Fifth Master hates you crying the most."
The Fifth Prince's wife snatched the handkerchief and wiped it on her face, then glared at the maid: "Don't forget that the indentures between you and your parents are still in my hands!"
Bitch who climbed into bed, do you think she doesn't know?
She was about to scold the maid again when she saw Changming coming from another road with a strange-looking servant and walking quickly into the hall.
The Fifth Prince's wife was confused, as Changming was clearly coming from the back door.
And the servant he brought with him didn't look like someone from the mansion judging by his attire. Who was he?
She asked another maid in a deep voice, "Who is that following behind Changming?"
The maid shook her head: "I don't recognize him either."
At this time, the servant whom no one knew was kneeling on the ground to pay his respects to the Fifth Prince.
"Good luck to the Fifth Master. My name is Fan Shun'er, and I'm here to pay my respects to the Fifth Master on the orders of my young lady."
The fifth prince laughed. He had really underestimated Fan Qiujun before. What a talent he was.
Some people will obediently shoot down a bird if you ask them to do so. But Fan Qiujun not only helps you shoot down a bird, she can also shoot another bird for herself.
Feng Yalan was the bird that the Fifth Prince asked Fan Qiujun to shoot, while Lang Yuyu was the bird that Fan Qiujun shot for him.
This Fan Qiujun must have hated Lang Yuyu to the core.
Lord Lang is so smart, so how come he gave birth to a daughter who is not only stupid but also hateful?
No wonder he is always with the Princess of Qingchuan County. Anyone who can play with the Princess of Qingchuan is either a mad dog or a stupid pig.
The fifth prince grew up with the Princess of Qingchuan. From childhood to adulthood, the person he hated the most was the Princess of Qingchuan.
"So-and-so, tell your young lady that this prince will ensure that her dreams come true."
Fan Shun'er chuckled, "Alright, I appreciate your kind words. I kowtow to you on behalf of my young lady, and wish the Fifth Master and his concubine a long and happy marriage."
"Screw your happy marriage, I don't want to be with an old woman."
The fifth prince grabbed a few golden beans and threw them at Fan Shuner. Fan Shuner said auspicious words and knelt on the ground like a dog to pick up the golden beans, which made the fifth prince laugh.
Sure enough, as long as he didn't see the resentful face of the Fifth Prince's wife, his life would be full of laughter.
The fifth prince was in a very good mood. When he thought of Yang Shengqiu, whom he had cuckolded, and the third prince who had gritted his teeth and swallowed his blood, he felt even better.
"Old Wang, Old Wang, go find Fatty Si. Forget it, you should go directly to Zhen Gui and tell him that Fifth Master will do business directly with him from now on. Fatty Si is not even worthy of talking to Fifth Master. Also, he asked for more shares, and Fifth Master agreed!"
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