The earth dragon burning in Ci Xin Hall was stronger than that burning in other places. Jiang Ancheng took off his coat after entering the hall, but still felt hot.

"What does mother want to see her son for?"

Madam Feng said angrily, "Of course there is something going on, but why didn't you say hello to your cousin?"

Jiang Ancheng looked at Cousin Dou in surprise: "My cousin is here too."

He would never pay much attention to the people in the old lady's room. At a glance, he thought they were new maids.

After being reminded by Old Madam Feng, Jiang Ancheng recognized that it was his new cousin. He suddenly remembered that his daughter was molested yesterday. His face turned cold and he took a step back.

Cousin Dou knelt down to Jiang Ancheng: "Cousin."

Jiang Ancheng nodded coldly.

Old Madam Feng became depressed when she saw it.

For so many years, the eldest son has been obsessed with that vixen Su. Even though Su has been dead for so many years, he has never even looked at other women. Is he still not a normal man!

Although it was somewhat embarrassing to question her own son, Madam Feng couldn't help but think about it.

Glancing sideways at her niece, Old Lady Feng sighed again.

She is obviously beautiful and dignified, but why am I not moved at all? I'm even so cold!

At this time, cousin Dou spoke up: "Aunt, you have something to talk to my eldest cousin about. I will go back first."

Seeing Cousin Dou walking out, Old Madam Feng moved her lips but ultimately did not try to keep her.

It was still early, so she couldn't be too obvious. Her niece was a little too honest...

Old Madam Feng was somewhat conflicted. On the one hand, she hated the type of woman named Su who could bewitch men to the point of losing their minds, so she was very fond of her dignified and beautiful niece. On the other hand, she was worried that her niece did not know how to charm a man and was too dull.

There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds in this world. To put it bluntly, it is her son who makes her upset.

After cousin Dou left, Madam Feng's face drooped and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became deeper.

"What's the matter, mother?"

"After this year, Zhan'er will be eighteen, and the fourth girl will be sixteen. As a father, don't you have any plans?"

Jiang Ancheng was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "Cang'er hasn't married yet, Zhan'er is not in a hurry."

He did not have high expectations for his only son. He was overjoyed that he could join the Jinwu Guard. In the future, he would be content as long as he could serve steadily.

As for his son's marriage, he was still waiting for the silly boy to come to his senses one day and tell him what kind of girl he liked. As long as the girl had a decent character and came from an honest family, he would ask a matchmaker to come and propose marriage.

We live for only a short time, but there is no throne waiting to be inherited. Why put so much pressure on ourselves? Life will only be meaningful if we can spend it with the one we love.

Yes, life is meaningful only then... Jiang Ancheng felt a little sad when he thought of this.

His happy days are gone.

"What about them brothers?" Old Madam Feng blurted out.

Jiang Ancheng collected his thoughts and asked, "Why is it different? Cang'er is the eldest brother, so there is no need for Zhan'er to get married before him. Besides, it doesn't matter if a boy gets married a few years later. By then, he will be more stable and the relationship may be more harmonious."

Madam Feng took a sip from the teacup and glanced at Jiang Ancheng: "Cang'er will have to take the imperial examination in three years, and he can only talk about marriage after he passes the imperial examination. Does Zhan'er have to wait until then?"

Jiang Ancheng curled his lips slightly: "It's not necessary to wait three years, but there's no need to rush. There's always time to slowly wait and see. Marry a virtuous wife, mother, don't you agree?"

Madam Feng raised her eyebrows and said unhappily, "What about the fourth girl? Did you really take the bet between her and me seriously?"

Jiang Ancheng's eyes flashed.

You must not take it seriously.

"The eldest and second girls' marriages are not happy, and the third girl's parents have the final say. Should the fourth girl's marriage be left to her to decide?"

Jiang Ancheng was silent for a moment.

"It's not that easy to find a marriage partner for a girl. As a grown man, you always have things you can't take into account. I'm older now, and I don't hang out with the relevant families in Beijing anymore. I don't have a clear idea in my mind. Do you want to see the fourth girl encounter the same unpleasant experience as her eldest sister?"

Jiang Ancheng's expression changed slightly.

"I think there is a way right now."

Since it was about his daughter, Jiang Ancheng couldn't help but take it seriously.

Madam Feng raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, and said earnestly: "You should marry a concubine. Then there will be a mother who can worry about her daughter, which will save a lot of effort."

Jiang Ancheng was shocked.

What's wrong with mother today? First it was her children's marriages, and now it's his turn?

Jiang Ancheng's face turned cold and he said directly: "No."

"Boss!"

"Mother, you don't need to tell me. You advised me many years ago, but I still say the same thing: I will not marry again in this lifetime. I don't want to see someone else besides me and Su next to the tablet after a hundred years."

"You bastard!" Old Madam Feng was very angry.

Jiang Ancheng frowned and looked at his mother: "Why are you so angry, mother? My son has both sons and daughters, so it is not unfilial for him not to marry."

Madam Feng pointed to the door and said, "Get out!"

Jiang Ancheng stood up and said, "Then my son will take his leave. Please don't argue with him. It's not worth it to get angry and hurt yourself."

Watching Jiang Ancheng run away with cold eyes, Old Madam Feng was so angry that she couldn't breathe for a long time.

This unfilial son!

Old Madam Feng silently advised herself that there was a long way to go, but she was still angry and smashed the teacup to the ground.

Mother Feng advised: "Old Madam, don't be impatient, you have to take your time."

Old Madam Feng wiped her hands with a handkerchief and nodded slightly.

There is really no time to rush. Let's wait and see. By the next New Year, the fourth girl's bet will become a joke. Let her do whatever she wants according to the agreement. She will be able to control the eldest son by then.

Given how much the eldest son loves the fourth girl, she doesn't believe that he won't give in!

The house was quiet for a while, and in the blink of an eye it was the winter solstice.

The winter solstice is a big day of the year.

There are three major festivals in the Great Zhou Dynasty: New Year's Day, Longevity Festival, and Winter Solstice. On these three days, the court will hold a grand court meeting, and all civil and military officials, princes and nobles will dress up to attend.

On the winter solstice, the emperor would lead all the civil and military officials to the outskirts of the city to offer sacrifices to the heavens, in order to pray for good weather, peace and prosperity in the coming year. The state banquet at noon was held in the palace in the outskirts of the city, and the family banquet was held in the evening after returning to the palace.

Of the three major festivals in a year, Emperor Jingming liked the Winter Solstice the most, for the simple reason that he could leave the palace and enjoy some fresh air during the Winter Solstice.

Yes, you heard it right. What the king of a country looks forward to most is going out of the palace for a walk once a year.

Except for the day of offering sacrifices to heaven, the emperor was not allowed to leave the palace. As for making a secret visit, haha, it was really just a dream in the storybooks.

Emperor Jingming had protested when he was young, and was impeached by the censors for half a year. Since then, he has been obedient.

There was no other way. Who asked him to be a wise ruler? Otherwise, he would have killed all those bastard censors and thrown them into a wine pool to pickle.

If you are a wise ruler, you will always suffer from anger.

After the routine offering of sacrifice to heaven, Emperor Jingming was in a good mood. He glanced at the officials waiting for the banquet in the palace and quietly asked Pan Hai, "Who is the Earl of Dongping?"

Well, he has been curious about this unlucky guy for a long time.