Chapter 341: The Lady of the Marquisate vs. the Younger Prince 84
Ji Shoufu suddenly laughed and waved his hand, saying, "No need, you can go down. You must keep this a secret."
After the captain of the guard left, Prime Minister Ji paced in the study. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. It was already the second half of the night, but he did not feel sleepy at all.
She is truly worthy of being his daughter, she is brave and resourceful, and dares to think and act!
If he were a man, even if the Ji family had established itself in this generation, he would have been able to retire from the court earlier and enjoy his old age.
This is a pleasant surprise now. Maybe the Ji family will soon have an imperial concubine, a crown princess, or even a queen!
Even if the next generation of the head of the family is a little mediocre, Huan'er can ensure the peace of the Ji family for decades. After a hundred years, he will have the face to meet his ancestors.
For a family like theirs, mediocrity is not a big deal. It is impossible for every generation to sit in the high position of prime minister. As long as they preserve their bloodline and family tradition, there will always be a day for them to rise again.
Ji Shoufu finally put down the stone in his heart. Since his son had no future, he decided to adopt a person who could maintain the status quo. As long as he listened to Huan'er, it would be fine. Huan'er was smart and would definitely understand his painstaking efforts.
Prime Minister Ji couldn't sleep, so he walked and walked until he arrived at Madam Ji's yard. When he came to his senses, he was already standing at the door of Madam Ji's house.
Before he could try to stop her, Zitan had already gone in to report. Mrs. Ji was a light sleeper to begin with, so when she heard the noise she immediately got up, put on her clothes, and trotted to the door to greet her husband.
Prime Minister Ji held his wife's hand. His wife was not wearing any makeup, and there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but her gaze was still gentle, just as when they first met.
He was very proud when he was young, and won three top honors in the imperial examinations. He was full of energy and ambition, but he offended the powerful officials of the time and was exiled to a remote area to be a county magistrate. They had just gotten married at that time, and despite this misfortune, his wife did not complain, but packed her bags and accompanied him to take up the post.
Life was really hard back then. There were bandits everywhere in the local area and you could lose your life if you were not careful.
He experienced ups and downs in the officialdom, his enemies were either killed or demoted, and he has reached his current high position. The person he is most grateful to is his wife.
Madam Ji touched her cheek uneasily and said softly, "Master, you didn't even tell me in advance that you were coming, so I could prepare early."
She is no longer as delicate as she was when she was young, and in front of her husband, she always has to dress up to please him.
Ji Shoufu picked up his wife and strode into the house. "I'll come to see you when I'm done. You're not feeling well. You need to go in and rest quickly."
Zitan immediately led his men back and considerately closed the door.
Madam Ji blushed and whispered, "Master, put me down. I can walk by myself."
Chief Minister Ji put the person on the bed and put a hot water bottle in his wife's hand. The hot water was ready, and he was going to go behind the screen to wash up.
Mrs. Ji was about to get off the bed, "How can the master do it by himself? Let me do it."
The weather in March was not too cold. Ji Shoufu untied his belt quickly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Man'er, you will be busy later. When we were sent out to serve as officials, we had nothing and our money was taken away. We had to do everything ourselves."
Chief Minister Ji came out very quickly. He was a handsome man when he was young, and he is not ugly now. He has a goatee on his face, and his eyebrows always seem to be unable to relax, which makes him look quite solemn.
It is not the years that make people grow old, but the day-to-day planning and scheming. He has never had a day off to think about the rise and fall of the Ji family, the situation in the court, the well-being of the people, and the emperor's complicated thoughts.
Only when he was with his wife did he feel comfortable and relaxed.
Ji Shoufu had his clothes unbuttoned, his hair loose, and even his shoes were worn crookedly. He touched his slightly protruding belly and sighed, "My wife is still as beautiful as ever, but it's a pity that I'm old! I will never go out drinking with them again, and I must take good care of myself so that my wife won't dislike me."
Madam Ji moved inside, giving up half of the bed, and said with a smile: "Master only knows how to make me happy. He is already in his thirties, how can he still have a handsome face?"
Although she said this, Mrs. Ji felt very happy in her heart.
The master does not like socializing, but in his current position, he has to be good at dealing with people. Madam Ji also often holds poetry gatherings and tea parties, not because she likes it, but just basic courtesy.
If she had to choose, she would rather live a quiet life at home.
Prime Minister Ji was playing with his wife's hair as usual. He saw a white hair and felt a pang in his heart.
"Man'er, we are a young couple who have been together for many years. You must take care of yourself and rest when you are tired. No one in this mansion can surpass you. In one's lifetime, it is impossible to be perfect in everything. You don't have to be too hard on yourself."
Mrs. Ji felt a lump in her throat and nodded in agreement.
She knew that the master was talking about Aunt Li and the concubine's daughter. She really didn't want to cause criticism, so she always treated them with respect. It seemed that the wife and concubine were in harmony, but in fact it was just that she didn't care.
In such a good atmosphere, she really didn't want to mention these bad things.
Prime Minister Ji looked at his wife's blushing face. After so many years, his wife was still so shy. He became interested.
The old couple lay in a bed, even their tenderness was slow and leisurely. They were so familiar with each other's bodies and everything was going very smoothly.
Madam Ji had a fertility talisman under her pillow. She was quite proactive today, leaning on the master's chest with a blushing face. This was already a manifestation of her exceptional enthusiasm, she couldn't do more.
It was rare for the lady to behave so intimately. Prime Minister Ji felt warmed in his heart and felt more pity for her.
Zitan came in to change the hot water. She caught a glimpse of the master hugging the lady tenderly, and her heart was happy. No matter how noisy Aunt Li was, the master still loved the lady the most.
Mrs. Ji was shy and refused to let Prime Minister Ji come in, so she asked Zitan to help her bathe.
She knew that the master treated her well, and she had always been careful to maintain this relationship. It would be a lie to say that she was not tired, but who doesn't have these troubles in their house?
The master had only one concubine, Aunt Li, and it was Aunt Li who approached him on her own initiative. Aunt Li was the sister of a friend, so the master had no choice but to accept her. However, he gradually became distant from that friend after that.
Mrs. Ji didn't want to adopt a child. She wanted her own child, not only for the Ji family but also for Huan'er.
No matter how smart Huan'er is, she is just a girl, and Liang Wanzhou is a person of that kind. When she and the master are gone, an adopted brother will never be as caring as a biological brother.
After a lot of random thoughts, Mrs. Ji fell into a deep sleep in the bathtub.
Chief Minister Ji waved his hand to let Zitan go out, and he tidied up everything for his wife and carried her to bed.
The next day, at daybreak, Ji Shoufu woke up.
Today is a day off and the cabinet is on duty, but he woke up on time. It has been like this for years. As soon as he got up, he woke up Mrs. Ji next to him.
Madam Ji wanted to get up to help Ji Shoufu change his clothes, but Ji Shoufu pushed her back and said, "Madam, take a good rest. I'll be back soon."
There was a burnt carriage parked in front of the Ji family's door, and a low coughing sound came from inside the carriage.
Shiqin's face was black as she stumbled to the door of Ji's house and banged hard on the iron ring on the door.
"Someone, help! Fugui Casino burned down the Liang residence. Master Liang and the old lady are both dead. I, the servant, risked my life to protect the lady and escape. Someone, please save the lady. She is dying..."
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