At the same time, in the Jiang Mansion in the capital.
It rained on New Year’s Eve.
The house was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, but there was a sense of desolation and silence that lacked the lively and festive atmosphere.
In the main room, Chen leaned back in her chair and rubbed her eyebrows.
It was getting dark, and it was time to start the banquet.
Last year on the 30th, his daughter Jiang Yuzhu accompanied Xie Zhao on a long journey. This year, she was far away in the north, and it was even difficult for her to see him.
Chen picked up a candied hawthorn, which tasted bland. She asked gloomily, "Where's the master?"
The dishes prepared at the mansion were all Jiang Yuzhu's favorites. How could the conditions in the north compare to those in the capital?
Chen's thoughts drifted farther and farther away. If it weren't for the fact that the mansion needed manpower, Chen would have thought of going to the north to celebrate the New Year.
Seeing that Chen was not in high spirits, the servant replied cautiously, "Madam, the master is in the study. Please come over."
The court was in turmoil during this period, and Jiang Fulu, Censor Lu, and Yu Jijiu were together every day, spending less and less time at home.
It was a rare day off, so Chen decided to go and have a chat with Jiang Fulu.
Candles were lit in the study, and Jiang Fulu was leaning over the desk, writing in one go.
Hearing the noise, he waved and said, "Madam, you've arrived just in time."
Chen took a closer look and saw dozens of pieces of letter paper on the table, cut into the same size, with the word "Bao" on the left side.
Jiang Huaiqing used several different calligraphy styles. He admired them for a moment, put down his brush, and said, "Madam will fill in the remaining repeated characters."
Chen was slightly stunned and asked, "What does this mean?"
"Looking at the situation, the war in the north will not end soon, and the second brother will not be able to return to the capital."
Jiang Fulu stroked his beard, revealing a smug look. "Let's write a letter of greeting in advance and send one out every month or so. We must let the second child feel the care from his parents."
Jiang Huaiqing loves to pick fights. If you don't express your opinion, he might talk behind your back.
A few days ago, Jiang Fulu sneezed repeatedly during the morning court session, and he suspected that Jiang Huaiqing was one of the people who was talking about him.
"Before mailing, the eldest son writes the date, and his wife is in charge of burning the letter with incense. Little Jinbao, who has just started learning, puts a leaf in it to represent the family's longing for the second son."
Everyone participated, and Jiang Fulu directly blocked Jiang Huaiqing's way to make trouble.
Chen nodded and said with a smile, "Okay."
The words "take care" represent the Jiang family's attitude towards Jiang Huaiqing. They just hope that he is safe.
As for taking care of Jiang Yuzhu, neither Jiang Fulu nor Chen could count on her.
"Wait for the master to write a letter to Yuanhe."
When talking about his youngest daughter, Jiang Fulu smiled happily.
Although Jiang Yuzhu is not in the capital, she still has a lot of clothes and jewelry to make.
"The emperor gave me some material a few days ago. How about we divide it into three parts? Yuzhu gets some, and the eldest daughter-in-law and the princess should also keep a portion."
The material is a tribute from a small foreign country and is best used for making spring clothes.
Now the eldest daughter-in-law, Xiao Chen, is pregnant and she is a very thoughtful person. She takes good care of her niece.
"The princess will marry sooner or later, so she doesn't lack these things. But as her mother-in-law, I must show my attitude and be impartial."
Chen kept mumbling, and sighed when she mentioned Jiang Huaiqing, "Why doesn't the second brother have your skills?"
When Chen and Jiang Fulu met, Jiang Fulu was extremely proactive, creating chance encounters and writing sour poems, playing the game very clearly.
The eldest son Jiang Huaida and little Chen were childhood sweethearts. They got engaged early on and got married smoothly. The couple lived in harmony.
Why did the style change when it came to Jiang Huaiqing?
"Before leaving Beijing, the second brother said that the princess was his brother, and he wanted to become strong and protect his brother..."
Whenever Chen thought of Jiang Huaiqing's words, she got a headache. Sometimes she couldn't help but doubt whether this foolish young man was really her child?
He is in his twenties and still hasn't figured it out.
"If the princess hadn't saved him from danger, the jinx of Wei Shoufu's family would have entered the house!"
Chen mentioned Wei Jing. Ever since Wei Jing married Feng Qing, the family has been in turmoil and everything has been turned upside down.
"With the Wei family as a backer, even if Wei Jing's reputation is in tatters, she will still stand firm."
"Feng Qing is also a coward. He was visiting a brothel when Wei Jing came to his door. He panicked and hid in a family's cowshed with only his underwear on."
Chen was halfway through her story when Jiang Fulu continued, "I heard that the cow of that family was giving birth, and when Feng Qing suddenly rushed in, she went crazy and immediately pinned Feng Qing down..."
If the servants had not arrived in time, Feng Qing would have been almost trampled to death by the cow.
Even so, Feng Qing's face was disfigured and he hadn't been seen in public for a while.
The atmosphere in the study was lively. Steward Jiang knocked on the door and reported, "Master, Madam, there's a letter from the North!"
"Quick, bring it in!"
Chen's face showed joy at first, but then she couldn't help but worry.
A mother worries about her son even when he is far away, and Chen was very afraid of getting bad news.
At the critical moment, Jiang Fulu was more calm. He opened the letter and looked at it carefully, without saying a word for a long time.
Chen couldn't help but feel anxious, and said anxiously: "Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? Please say something!"
Both Jiang Huaiqing and Jiang Yuzhu are used to reporting good news but not bad news.
Chen was far away in the capital, so she could only occasionally go to the caravan to inquire about gossip.
"Madam, today is New Year's Eve."
Jiang Fulu suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm.
Chen was impatient and couldn't help but raise her voice and said, "Why are you talking nonsense?"
"The second son and the princess are getting married!"
After reading the letter, Jiang Fulu nodded with satisfaction, "The second son has finally come to his senses."
If the war lasts for three to five years, Jiang Huaiqing can no longer afford to delay, so it is better to get married in the north now.
Jiang Fulu felt a little regretful that he couldn't see it with his own eyes, but compared to his son finding a home, that little regret was negligible.
"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"
Chen was a little skeptical, so she first opened the letter from her daughter Jiang Yuzhu, which described the incident in detail.
"Good day, today is a happy day!"
Chen smiled brightly and said to Manager Jiang, "Hurry up and prepare the red envelope to celebrate. Everyone in the mansion will get a share!"
As parents, we are too far away and can’t help much.
Chen carried her daughter-in-law on her back and walked around the study, preparing to go back to her room to write a letter to Princess Yutan alone, hoping that her second daughter-in-law would not have any concerns.
Jiang Fulu went to the storeroom, muttering, "We have to prepare the best medicinal herbs for Huaiqing. This letter arrived too late, and the tonic won't be delivered until after the first lunar month..."
Jiang Huaiqing won’t be shy on his wedding night, right?
No one knows a son better than his father. Jiang Fulu’s worries are not unreasonable.
By the time the tent was set up again, it was already dark.
Jiang Huaiqing made up his mind, closed his eyes and put his mouth directly on it.
As they were kissing, something felt wrong.
"Jiang Huaiqing, why are you kissing my eyes?"
Princess Yutan couldn't see clearly for a moment because of saliva in her eyes. She activated her defense mechanism and reflexively kicked Jiang Huaiqing off the bed.
Jiang Huaiqing was not prepared and touched the edge of the tent again, causing it to tremble...
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