Chapter 478
Yuan Jing lived in his own yard for the first month after he came here. After the house arrest was lifted, he ran outside all day long and hardly met the masters in the mansion. Now he suddenly appeared in front of these masters, making them all stunned.
Yuan Jing lost weight from an overweight man weighing 250 kilograms to his current weight of over 170 kilograms. He does not look like a fat pig at all. He just looks a little rounder. His eyes, which were originally squeezed smaller by the fat, now reveal their original outlines. They are a pair of phoenix eyes with distinct black and white. The corners of his eyes are slightly upturned. He is not ugly at all.
Yuan Jing smiled when he entered the room. He looked very lovable with his chubby face. "Old lady, second uncle, second aunt, second brother, third brother, and eldest sister, so you are all here."
The third brother Zeng Yuanliu is a bastard's son. He is suppressed in the Marquis' Mansion and has no sense of existence. He has little contact with Yuan Jing and is even standing aside now, cowering in fear.
The old lady spoke first: "My dear grandson, why are you so thin? How do the servants take care of you?"
Zeng Yuanxin and Zeng Jingshu almost didn't recognize who came in. Only after hearing his voice did they realize that this person was Zeng Yuanjing. Thinking of what trouble he had caused outside in the past half month after his house arrest was lifted, the brother and sister frowned in unison and showed contempt in their eyes.
Other families who have gay men would try to hide it. But Zeng Yuanjing is nothing like him. Not only is he ugly, but he also wants to tell the whole world that he is gay. He just hangs around men all day long and brings shame to the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion.
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "I feel like I'm too fat, so I've been trying to lose weight recently."
"You are just a kid, why are you trying to lose weight? That's really nonsense. Don't do that in the future. If your health gets worse, won't you make your grandmother worried?" The old lady scolded. In fact, looking at her grandson like this, the face of her eldest daughter-in-law flashed before her eyes. She couldn't tell when she was fat, but now that she has lost weight, she finds that this son doesn't look like a member of the Zeng family, but more like his dead mother, especially his eyes.
But the old lady did not like this eldest daughter-in-law, because as soon as she married into the Zeng family, she won her son's heart. For that woman, he even rejected the concubine he had given to him. This made the old lady very unhappy, but what could she do if her son liked her?
Ever since only one person was left in the eldest son's family, the old lady had long forgotten about this daughter-in-law. Now, she suddenly remembered her and not only had no sympathy for the only grandson left by her eldest son, but she also took her anger out on his dead mother, believing that the girl she married was a jinx who caused her son to go to the battlefield and never come back, and even the eldest grandson raised by the old marquis himself was gone. Thinking of the incident later, although this daughter-in-law was gone, the old lady still believed that it was she who implicated her children and grandchildren.
Now her most beloved grandson is also going to the border. The old lady feels that this grandson is unlucky no matter how she looks at him.
Yuan Jing sneered in his heart, but acted obediently on the surface: "The old lady taught me right, grandson will take care of his health, otherwise my parents and eldest brother in heaven will not be happy if they know."
It would have been fine if it hadn't been mentioned. The old lady would have been in an even worse mood once it was mentioned. Of course Yuan Jing did it on purpose.
Zeng Kang, the Marquis of Yongyi, spoke up: "Yuan Jing, please stand aside. Today we are going to talk about your second brother going to the border. He will leave in two days. You and your second uncle will see your second brother off."
Yuan Jing walked aside obediently, and his eyes lit up when he heard this: "That's great, my second brother is going to the border too. I miss my father and eldest brother. It would have been great if I had gone with them then, but unfortunately I was too young at that time."
Zeng Jingshu rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "You are not a child now, but what could you do in the past? Did you hold others back?"
Yuan Jing was not angry, still smiling: "Yes, so I know myself well and will stay at home and wait for good news from my second brother. Second brother, you have to come back soon."
Zeng Yuanxin glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't make the old lady angry at home, and don't cause trouble outside."
Yuan Jing continued to laugh: "What can I do if I don't go out?"
Zeng Yuanxin was choked. Everyone knew that this cousin was neither good at literature nor martial arts. He just hung out with bad friends all day long, and now he was chasing after other men.
Zeng Kang: "Okay, stop arguing, it's settled now, you all go away, I still have something to say to your grandmother."
"Okay, second uncle, I'll go first. Your grandson will take his leave." Yuan Jing bowed and was the first to leave, without giving face to anyone, which made the marquis's wife dumbfounded. But she couldn't take care of her nephew now.
Her son was about to go to the border, and as a mother, she was worried. But the Marquis also said that the Marquis of Yongyi was a title that was won immediately, and his connections were all in the army. If her son wanted to have a good future, he had to go to the border.
The marquis' wife also left with the child, and the old lady waved her hand to drive the servants out, leaving only her and Zeng Kang in the room.
The old lady felt unhappy when she thought of Zeng Yuanjing's face, and said to her son, "Who does Yuanjing's face, especially his eyes, look like?"
"Resemble who?" Zeng Kang was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Mother, you mean like my eldest sister-in-law? But my eldest sister-in-law has been gone for many years, and that person...hasn't mentioned Yuan Jing again. What could have happened?"
The old lady said sullenly, "It's better to be safe than sorry. Ask the kitchen what's going on. They should still send the same dishes as before."
Zeng Kang thought about his nephew's face and eyes, and was afraid. What if his nephew had a chance to see the emperor? He didn't dare to bet that the emperor had really forgotten what happened that year, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I will tell you. I think Yuan Jing just had a momentary thought and won't be able to stick to it."
"Anyway, be careful."
"My son will."
Yuan Jing curled the corners of his mouth on the way back to his yard. He saw very clearly the strange look on the old lady's face when she saw him for the first time. She was not really concerned about his weight loss, but was surprised by his face. After seeing the people from the Zeng family today, he dared to say that he didn't look much like the Zeng family. The old lady's strange look made him feel confused.
So after leaving, he still paid some attention to the old lady's situation, so he could hear the conversation between the old lady and his second uncle.
What are they afraid of? What's so strange about a son looking like his mother? Isn't this normal? Who is the one the second uncle is talking about?
In the original body's memory, he was only four or five years old when his father and brother died on the battlefield. After hearing the news of their death, although his mother was extremely sad and devastated, she did not fall ill immediately, but fell ill after a while.
Yuan Jing had no suspicions when he saw this memory before, but today he became suspicious because of the conversation between the mother and son. What kind of secrets were hidden in this mansion? Did the original mother really fall ill because she couldn't bear the blow?
Was the original body's weight gain deliberately made by the people in this marquis' mansion, just to cover up the original body's appearance?
Yuan Jing survived in place of the original body. Although this was not the original body's wish, Yuan Jing still wanted to clarify the matter for the original body. No matter who owed the debt, it should be repaid.
Yuan Jing returned to his own yard and went straight to the study. Song Shi and Song Shan followed him all the time and found that the young master seemed a little different after coming out from the old lady. When he didn't speak, they felt that the person in front of them was more intimidating than the marquis, so they dared not speak.
After serving the tea, the two of them stayed outside the study room obediently to prevent Chunxiang and the other maids from disturbing the young master.
After grinding the ink, Yuan Jing picked up the pen and wrote. How could he make a playboy like his original self become liked and praised by others? Without changing his original personality, Yuan Jing felt that he needed to choose a roundabout way.
Originally, he was wondering whether it was necessary to keep his original personality unchanged, but now it seemed very necessary. If he changed too much, would the people in this mansion not become suspicious?
So he decided to use a roundabout way. It just so happened that meeting Zeng Yuanxin today gave him a good inspiration, which was to write a vernacular novel based on his good cousin. Imagine a prince from a marquis's mansion went to the battlefield, but was injured and missing, and was rescued by a village girl. Then she found out that the man she rescued had lost his memory and didn't know where he came from. The village girl kindly took him in, and as they spent time together day by day, they developed feelings for each other. But who would have thought that just when they were preparing to get married, the prince recovered his memory by accident, and discovered that he was the prince of a marquis's mansion, and the mansion had arranged a marriage for him. What should he do now?
The prince was so infatuated that he decided to take the village girl home to explain to his parents that the village girl was not only his beloved woman, but also his savior. He believed that his parents would definitely accept such a daughter-in-law.
Yuan Jing was distracted while organizing the framework of the whole story while writing. As soon as he started writing, he couldn't wait for time to pass faster. Fast forward to a year later. When people who have read this story find that what Zeng Yuanxin did is almost the same as what is written in the story, how will everyone feel then?
By the way, Zeng Yuanxin, as the eldest son of a marquis’s mansion, was indeed engaged to a lady from a scholarly family, and was well-known as a talented woman in the capital. Unfortunately, in such a plot, no matter how outstanding she was, she was destined to be a supporting role, blocking the path between the male and female protagonists, and her ending was very miserable. If the girl had read this story this time, perhaps she would have been warned and would not have ended up with such a miserable result.
Yuan Jing also gave himself a pen name, Si Yao.
After dinner, it was late at night. Yuan Jing was still writing in his study, with sheets of filled paper spread out beside him. Jing Lie pushed the door open and saw that he was so diligent that he didn't even raise his head. He asked curiously, "What are you writing so hard?"
Yuan Jing smiled as he wrote, "You'll know what it's about when you take a look at it."
Jing Lie picked up a piece of paper that was close to him and looked at it. Although it was halfway through, he knew what was written as soon as he glanced at it: "Are you writing a storybook? Have you decided?"
Yuan Jing nodded: "Yes, when I become a famous storyteller, will everyone praise me when they mention me? Not everyone, just half of them will do."
Jing Lie raised his eyebrows: "Not a bad idea, I'll be your first reader."
"OK."
After Jing Lie found the beginning and finished reading it, his shoulders twitched. What kind of bad taste did Yuan Jing have? He thought that no one would know that he used his cousin's story as the prototype. Even if a year later, everyone found out that what happened to Zeng Yuanxin overlapped with the story in this storybook, people who had read the storybook would probably just think it was a coincidence, a mistake, and then continue to enjoy the fun of the Yongyi Marquis' Mansion.
"How's the story?"
Jing Lie smiled as he helped Yuan Jing sort out the papers. "Well, well written. This kind of story is absolutely novel. By the way, how about finding someone to stage it into a play after the story is released?"
Yuan Jing put down his pen and laughed. Jing Lie was even more ruthless than him. By then, Zeng Yuanxin's story would spread all over the city and he would become a celebrity in the whole Daning.
"Then you have to make money quickly and earn more so that you can support the troupe."
"good."
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