But her eldest son beside her looked up and asked her, "Mom, is that the little brat that Fourth Aunt was talking about me?"
At the welcoming banquet at noon, Wen Hui and her five-year-old eldest son introduced everyone in the Wen family. They had just finished lunch and naturally had not forgotten Wen Ye.
Seeing that Wen Hui didn't say anything, he asked again, "What is father?"
Wen Hui: “…”
Wen Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "Your son is much cuter than you."
Wen Hui was so angry that she could only utter one sentence: "Who do you think is like you, an old maid who got married at the age of 20!"
After saying this, she deliberately touched her eldest son's head and boasted, "My son is very good at studying. Come, Mingyou, recite a few poems for your third and fourth aunts!"
Wen Hui's husband's surname was Du. When five-year-old Du Mingyou heard his mother's request, he immediately recited the poem skillfully.
It is indeed as Wen Hui said, there is some intelligence in my brain.
At least he is much taller than his mother.
Wen Ye was not idle while listening, and sometimes showed a look of satisfaction and satisfaction, but also a bit of solemnity and majesty.
Du Mingyou's voice became lower and lower as he recited. Why did he feel that Fourth Aunt's expression was similar to that of his teacher in school?
That natural sense of awe rushed straight to the top of Du Mingyou's head.
Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes in reciting the ten poems.
After it was over, Du Mingyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As a little guy, he was very grateful.
Other people's children are just playful. When he finished reciting, Wen Ye immediately applauded and said, "Good!"
Du Mingyou's eyes widened as he had never seen anyone so straightforward.
Wen Ye didn't care. She looked at Wen Hui and said seriously, "The facts prove that your son is really not like you."
Wen Lan, who understood what was said, curled the corners of her lips slightly and smiled.
Before Wen Hui could react, she continued proudly, "My son looks like his father, so of course he is good at studying..."
Halfway through her words, Wen Hui reacted and glared angrily: "Wen-Ye-!"
The five-year-old Du Mingyou quickly covered his ignorant second brother's ears and skillfully tucked his neck in and closed his eyes. The nanny behind him had already turned her back while holding his third brother.
The men who were discussing court affairs in front were unaware of the quarrel between the two. However, Nanny Han found out about it and told Shen about it.
In the main courtyard, Wen Yuwan brought her two children to talk with Shen.
After hearing what Nanny Han said, she was shocked and looked at Shen: "Mother, have they always been like this?"
Wen Yuwan used to live in Fangfei Pavilion near the main courtyard, which was far away from where her concubine sisters lived. In addition, Shen had higher expectations of her at that time, so even if she wanted to play with her concubine sisters, she didn't have the time.
Over the years, she only had vague impressions of her three half sisters, which were not clear.
Shen took a sip of tea and said, "Your second sister likes to pick on others. When Aunt Bai was around, she always gave her bad advice. In recent years, besides me, only Wen Ye can deal with her."
Wen Yuwan's memory of Wen Hui is deeper than that of the other two because of her quarrelsome and noisy aunt.
"Can Wen Ye control her?" Wen Yuwan couldn't help but doubt. Until now, she still thought that Wen Ye was a gentle girl, who was at most a little clever and not as timid as Wen Lan.
Shen was not prepared to explain, and only said: "You will understand after more contact in the future."
Wen Yuwan nodded and didn't want to delve into it further.
She remembered what her mother-in-law had told her before she left the house, and after a moment's thought, she said, "I have a set of red gold headgear that looks good, and I want to give Fourth Sister some makeup."
Shen said, "Did your mother-in-law give it to you?"
Wen Yuwan smiled and let the two children go out to play for a while. After the children left, she replied, "Mom is really like that. She can guess everything."
That set of headgear was indeed asked by her mother-in-law, Lady Yongcheng, to bring it.
"I think your sister-in-law's marriage has been decided." Shen said again.
Wen Yuwan couldn't help but admire her and asked, "My mother-in-law kept this a secret. How did mother know about it?"
Shen glanced at her daughter and said, "I know your mother-in-law well."
Wen Yuwan deeply agreed with this. If her mother had not understood her mother-in-law so well, she would not be living such a good life now.
"Which one did you choose?" Shen asked again.
Wen Yuwan did not hide it: "The eldest son of the Marquis Jingyuan family."
Shen nodded: "It is indeed a good marriage."
The eldest son will inherit the title, and the daughter will become the wife of Marquis Jingyuan and Marquis Yongcheng after she gets married. How can the wife not be happy?
Although Uncle Yongcheng and his son were highly valued in the court, the family of Marquis Jingyuan was no worse.
Originally, the girl from the Yongcheng Earl's family was not on the list that Lady Jingyuan Marquis considered until the marriage between the Wen and Xu families was finalized.
As a result, there was an additional indirect relationship between the Yongcheng Marquis's Mansion and the Xuguo Duke's Mansion.
The wife of Marquis Jingyuan then turned her gaze to the Yongcheng Marquis' Mansion. Of course, she was not the kind of person who would easily cheat her son. The legitimate daughter of the Yongcheng Marquis' Mansion was indeed well-behaved, and her father and brother were also very capable. Otherwise, she would not have considered it even if the Yongcheng Marquis' Mansion was the one that was marrying into the Duke's Mansion.
However, Shen knew that if Wen Ye had not been married to the second master of the Duke's Mansion, with the vision of the wife of Marquis Jingyuan, she would never take the initiative to get to know the girl of the Marquis Yongcheng's Mansion.
Wen Yuwan saw that Shen had no objection, so she asked, "Then the headdress will be left behind?"
Shen said calmly, "Stay. I don't think your fourth sister will refuse."
Wen Ye would certainly not refuse, and even hoped that there would be more such things.
She couldn't afford the set of red-gold headdress given to her by her elder sister Wen Yuwan even if she didn't eat or drink for three years.
However, when the headgear was delivered, Wen Lan had gone to say goodbye to Aunt Gui, but Wen Hui was still there.
Wen Ye didn't understand why she was so reluctant to leave.
The headgear worth a thousand taels naturally made Wen Hui jealous. She snorted, "Mother is really partial!"
Wen Ye happily accepted the whole set of headgear and retorted, "Who told me to marry the second master of Duke Xu's mansion?"
Wen Ye had to use the title of cheap husband, with a calm look on his face.
"Do you think it's so good to marry Xu Yuejia? Let me tell you, there are many girls in Shengjing who are thinking about her. Let's see what you will do in the future!" Wen Hui was unhappy, but the tension in her words was reduced a little. She didn't know if it was Wen Ye's words that worked.
Before Wen Hui got married, she had a good friend who had admired Xu Yuejia for many years, and her love for her never changed even after she got married.
After Wen Hui returned to Beijing, she contacted her again and found that she had divorced and had become strange. However, she was still as infatuated with Xu Yuejia as before, but she could always smell a sour smell when she talked to this old friend.
"There's no way to worry about it. He will be mine soon." Wen Ye touched the golden hairpin and looked at the golden swing.
Besides, it doesn't hurt to think about it.
Wen Hui couldn't argue, and said angrily: "Can't you just give me some space?!"
Wen Ye said without even turning his head: "Give you some color, and you can open a dyeing factory."
When Wen Hui heard this, she was so angry that she threw the box in the maid's hand onto the table and stormed out.
Wen Yesi had no intention of keeping anyone.
Wen Hui needs someone to keep her under control, otherwise if you're not careful, she'll make you do something stupid.
Back then, Shen had spent a lot of effort to find the Du family, a family of smart and insightful people. Only such a family could prevent Wen Hui from growing up like Aunt Bai.
Sure enough, after getting rid of Aunt Bai's brainwashing, the only thing left in Wen Huihun was that she became stupid.
Of course, even so, Wen Ye's dislike for her did not diminish in the slightest.
Perhaps it was because Father Wen's genes were strong enough that Wen Hui did not end up following Aunt Bai's example and sticking to one path until the end.
Otherwise, her life in the Du family would not have been so smooth, and after returning to Beijing, she would have had the leisure to go back to the Wen family to quarrel with herself.
As for what happened back then, if a little concubine's daughter suddenly had the opportunity to become the Ninth Prince's concubine, anyone would have seized the opportunity to climb up the social ladder.
Coupled with Aunt Bai's instigation, it was inevitable that a girl of thirteen or fourteen would be moved.
After all, at that time, almost nine out of ten people in Shengjing believed that the Ninth Prince would sit on the throne.
But later he failed, so looking back now, it seems that the fault was all with Wen Hui.
Wen Ye nipped the bud that was growing in Wen Hui's heart, to put it nicely, it was for the sake of the Wen family.
But in fact, she knew that she was not that noble, and more importantly, she did not want any unfavorable and unstable factors to exist in her salted fish-like life now and in the future.
After all, the struggle for imperial power has always been changing rapidly.
Wen Hui was thinking about herself, and so was she.
The only thing we can say is that she won the gamble.
After getting rid of the anger, Wen Ye opened the brocade box left by the other party, and inside was a pair of jade bracelets with full water content.
Wen Ye sighed softly. He was in a good mood today. As for who he didn't like, he would continue tomorrow.
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