By October, the weather was fine, though still cold.
A convoy of vehicles was parked outside the gate of Sheng'an City.
Although they were a group of country bumpkins, the gazes they received were not just filled with envy.
This group of villagers from Changhe County are now capable of making a proper trip to Beijing.
Aside from those with the surname Chang, there were various relatives of the Chang family, or people who were not related by blood but simply became rich and dared to go to Sheng'an.
A child in the car shouted, "Dad, are you really going to Pingkangfang to drink?"
Laozi, enraged and humiliated, retorted: "Did I mention Pingkangfang? If you dare go there, I'll break your legs!"
Inside the city gate, the crowd also shouted.
"Make way! Make way! General Lü is here!"
"This is to bring my cousin back!"
"I think it's to pick up the eldest nephew!"
Lü Wenren led a group of men, dismounted, and went to the front of the carriage.
Chang Zihe got off the car early, and the future imperial brother-in-law was used to all the attention he received.
He carefully carried his wife and children out of the car. They were exhausted from the journey; while they might not have looked particularly presentable, they weren't exactly rustic either.
Lu Wenren, a rough and unrefined man who led troops into battle, didn't care. He simply reached out and hugged his little nephew.
It's been almost three months now, and he's very clever. He doesn't cry, and just stares at General Lü with his eyes, haha.
Lu Wenren was wearing casual clothes, and because of his fiery temper, he wasn't wearing anything too thick.
The children felt extremely safe when he held them. One of his uncles, a great general, said, "Doesn't he have a strong back?"
So what if the baby is a farmer? This Sheng'an is really too interesting!
Jing Wei looked at her son; he had been awake ever since the car arrived in Sheng'an, and he was full of energy.
They didn't linger outside the city and headed straight for Anxingfang after entering the city.
There were quite a few people from Changhe County this time, and one group of them settled down in Anshanfang.
Anshanfang also has a South Market, which is very lively. Those who come to Shenganlang want to bring back some things to celebrate the New Year.
Those who were related to the Chang family all went to Anxingfang.
Guo Qi received the person here and entered the mansion through the side gate.
Guo Qi wasn't just pretending to be the mistress; she might actually become the matriarch of the Lü family in the future. She wanted to get acquainted with Jing Wei and see how amusing her son was.
Jing Wei looked at her son and almost burst out laughing!
Lu Wenren told his cousin, "I tried to coax him to sleep, but he wouldn't."
Seeing how sleepy he was but trying so hard to keep his eyes open, Jing Wei didn't feel embarrassed at all: "This is the first time. You definitely won't be able to see all the splendor of Sheng'an and the world today, so you'll be able to stay awake the whole time."
Guo Qi picked up the child and found him really cute: "Do you want to go to the palace to see your aunt?"
The child tried hard to keep his eyes open...
A palace maid chuckled from the side, "Do you want to see your cousin?"
Sigh, finally someone knows! The little one closed his eyes and took a nap; he was so sleepy.
Jing Wei took her son back, utterly speechless. What was this country bumpkin thinking about his cousin?
The palace maid suspected that the emperor's grandson had pulled him into his dream. She knew a little about this but couldn't say anything.
This house is quite large. The original Qinglong Hall was the main residence, and guests would not stay there.
Guo Qi lived in the back, in what used to be Pei Huanfeng's Wutong Garden, where those wutong trees were beautiful.
Jing Wei and Chang Zihe lived in the front, which was equivalent to Pei Bo's original main courtyard.
Other guests were accommodated in the back, where it was comfortable and quiet.
This time, she brought along one of Chang Zihe's aunt's granddaughters and one of her great-granddaughters. The two little girls stayed in front with Jing Wei.
Yu Hui is six years old. She is very clean and tidy, and is a little beauty, but she is losing her baby teeth.
Zhai Minglan was only five years old, but she was a clever little devil. She grabbed her cousin Yu Hui and they took over the place.
Jing Wei reminded everyone: "Play in the yard, don't play around outside."
I understand! Zhai Minglan knew that the house belonged to her aunt, but she wouldn't hold her aunt back.
If my aunt becomes empress in the future, I will be a respectable niece.
Chang Zihan is also an aunt, but Zhai Minglan is not familiar with her.
Yu Hui was a little closer to her aunt, but of course, she didn't want to at all.
Chang Zihe went to check that everyone was settled in.
Eating is easy; there's food prepared in front and in the back, with plenty of rice, flour, and oil. You can cook whatever you want.
A group of people peered out and said, "There's a huge garden up ahead."
"It's better built than the one in Baishi Village."
"I heard this used to belong to the Pei family."
"I wonder which stone Her Majesty bumped into?"
The old woman rolled up her sleeves: "You want to go and kowtow?"
The palace maids watched. Now that Baishi Village is rich, as the saying goes, "when the granaries are full, people know etiquette," and everyone gradually developed good manners.
Who doesn't want to be a refined person? This outfit is quite presentable. Several village women came along to cook and do laundry, ensuring everything is taken care of without needing to hire anyone else. A short visit to Sheng'an is enough to make it enjoyable.
The situation was different from last time when I went to Sheng'an. This time it was very easy, and I made full preparations.
The fact that so many people are following Chang Zihe and his family of three is a sign of protection.
Otherwise, could Jing Wei manage with her son? And with Chang Zihe included, would that be enough to transport them?
They simply gathered a group from the village, making the journey lively and bustling.
The house has regained its liveliness, unlike the Pei family's former self.
A village woman sighed, "I heard that the Empress grows a lot of vegetables in the palace, but unfortunately we don't have any here."
The palace maid smiled and said, "There are quite a few planted over at Changchun Temple, so it's quite convenient to pick them."
The village woman asked, "Is it convenient?"
The palace maid smiled and said, "That was because Her Majesty ordered it to be planted."
A girl asked curiously, "I've heard that princesses also farm."
The palace maid remained unfazed: "Even the emperor farms."
The village girl understood. Even the Crown Prince farms; what's so strange about having the princess farm?
Up ahead, Jing Wei was finally settled.
With the Empress's prior arrangements, everything was perfect, even more comfortable than living in my own home.
Little Chang Xiaozhong slept so soundly that he might not be used to going back to Baishi Village in the future.
A maidservant came to her with the message: "Miss Zeng is outside requesting an audience."
Jing Wei asked, "What is it?"
The maid said, "He was a scoundrel. He once argued with the Empress, and later died of remorse."
Jing Wei found out: "So you want me to apologize?"
The palace maid blinked to the side.
Jing Weixian said, "Am I that unreasonable? That person is dead, why should I bother arguing with him?"
The palace maids have nothing to worry about. Jing Wei grew up in Sheng'an and is not afraid of that kind of thing at all.
This Zeng family—we've warned them more than once, are they not going to get involved? Do they really have to court disaster?
The palace maids didn't bother with it. They just kept an eye on the house, ensuring the Zeng family couldn't climb in.
Qing'e Palace.
Xie Zhou came back and had dinner with his wife.
Huan Yue looked at him, but it didn't really matter.
Xie Zhou is accompanying his son, who is about to give birth, but he doesn't know when.
Huan Yue thinks she's doing well now, and the kids are doing well too.
If you don't get enough fun in the womb, you can never go back once you're born.
Although every mother would like to put the child back in, it's an impossible task.
As the child grows up, that becomes completely impossible.
Xie Zhou saw that his wife was very pregnant and was having a hard time.
The eunuch came to report: "Zeng Rongde is crying with someone, saying that she is carrying the child in her womb..."
Huan Yue said, "She ate a raw egg, so there might be a chicken in her stomach. Or she ate pork, so there might be a pig in her stomach."
The eunuch thought this was quite impressive.
I wonder if Zeng Bing's coffin lid can hold him down?
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