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Chapter 53

In terms of style, the house of the Marquis of Jingyang was far better than other noble families in the capital, where every inch of land was valuable. At that time, the first old marquis followed Emperor Kaizu to fight south and north, and made great contributions. After the court stabilized, the reward was given to him. Emperor Kaizu remembered that the Fu family had a large population, so he specially rewarded a large mansion.

Unfortunately, it has been passed down for several generations. Now the power of the Jingyang Marquis Mansion is not as powerful as before. Even the population has declined. The three brothers of Fu Pinchuan died early. Fu Pinyan has not returned for many years, and the huge house seems empty.

But it is also a good thing to have few people. There are few people and big places, so you don’t have to worry about not having a place to live.

After Fu Pinyan was promoted to the prefect of Jizhou, Fu Pinchuan felt that Fu Pinyan would be transferred to the city sooner or later, and his official position was still small, so he discussed with the old lady to renovate the east and west courtyards. The east courtyard was left for Fu Pinyan's family to use. The five-entry large courtyard would be the future of Fu Chen and Fu Guan's brothers, and they would not be crowded when they live. The west courtyard was said to be the widowed three wives and daughters, and there was no need to repair them, but Fu Pinchuan had other plans. Now the family has a young man, and in the future, if there are too many grandchildren, you must adopt one and support the three-bedroom.

Repairing the house costs money, but the old lady is unwilling. The eldest wife Lin doesn't agree. Unfortunately, Fu Pinchuan inherited the title and became more majestic. This matter is reasonable, so the two of them can only follow his arrangements. When the construction starts, Fu Pinchuan sent a front yard housekeeper to follow him, and anyone who cuts corners will be beaten.

So Qiao and others entered the East Courtyard of the Hou Mansion and saw an almost brand new house.

Fu Ding followed everyone into the main hall and said to Qiao: "Grandma said that my aunt and sisters worked hard all the way, so I have a rest first, so there is no need to rush to go there."

Qiao said with a smile: "After so many years, my aunt still loves me like this. Okay, let's go back first. We will change our clothes and pass immediately. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. If it weren't for the dusty weather, we would have to go directly to the main courtyard."

Qiao is the old lady's niece. Although she was born in a illegitimate family, Qiao still called her aunt after she got married to show her closeness.

Fu Ding smiled and said goodbye.

Fu Chen and Liang Tong went to see him off together.

After the two came back, Qiao said to Liang Tong: "You stay here first. If you have any questions, you two have a companion together. Don't worry about buying a house. If you are not familiar with the place in the capital, don't ask anyone to cheat. I'll ask someone to ask you a safe tooth to help you pay attention."

If the prospective son-in-law makes up his mind to go to Beijing to find a job, he must have a serious residence. It is impossible for her to live in her own home all the time. She doesn't care, just because she is afraid that others will talk about her prospective son-in-law. The Liang family doesn't want to take advantage of her, so she gave Liang Tong the silver notes for buying a house. In the future, this house will be the home of the young couple in Beijing. Of course, Qiao must do her best.

Liang Tong laughed loudly. Along the way, his mother-in-law was no different from Fu Chen, and he felt very relieved.

After settling the meeting time, Qiao asked Sister Fu Rong to go to wash and change clothes quickly. The old lady said it was nice, but she didn't want to see her so she didn't rush to call her over. Qiao really didn't go there for a long time. Tomorrow, she would have to be said to be frivolous and disrespectful to her mother-in-law in the capital.

Two quarters of an hour later, the group met in the main hall. Qiao looked at each other and saw two young men, one handsome and elegant, the other tall and steady, and the daughters were also well-behaved. Then he set off. When he arrived at the main courtyard, Fu Chen and Liang Tong went to see Fu Pinchuan, who was at Xiu Mu at home. Qiao led his daughters to the old lady's Wufu Hall.

In Wufu Hall, almost everyone in Jingyang Hou Mansion was here.

The old lady sat upright on the couch, and a flower-like little girl sat on the embroidered stool in front of the couch was talking to her, "Grandma is so happy today. My second aunt brought her two granddaughters back to honor you. No wonder you ate half a bowl of porridge in the morning."

The old lady smiled kindly, touched her granddaughter's head, and looked at her two granddaughters who were sitting next to her mother: "There are two sisters coming all at once, and you have a companion. They are all the first time they come to Beijing. You must treat them well, play together more often, and take them to visit the fun places in Beijing when you have time."

The fourth girl Fu Bao tilted her head and looked out, and said happily: "As long as I like them, I will take them to play."

Fu Mi, a fifth girl from the third room, just nodded.

Both of them are only eleven years old, but they have completely different personalities.

Fu Bao has loved to laugh since he was a child and likes to wear bright materials. His face was white and red, like a rose blooming on the branches. He can attract everyone's attention wherever he goes. He is lively and straightforward, and is very popular in the circle of noble women in the capital. Fu Mi is different. Perhaps because of the fact that she lost her father early, she doesn't like to go out, and she always practices calligraphy and painting with the third wife. When she was a child, Fu Bao forced her to go out, but when she arrived, Fu Mi didn't like to talk. She sat alone and rarely took care of her. As time went on, Fu Bao was too lazy to invite her again, which made Fu Mi even more introverted.

The two granddaughters were quiet and moved, but the old lady's favorite junior was cousin Shen Qing. The old lady had two sons and one daughter. The daughter went there a few years after she got married. The son-in-law was young and had been married for a year. The old lady was worried that her granddaughter would be bullied, so she sent someone to pick her up at the Marquis's Mansion. She has been raising her since she was five years old. The food and clothing cost was only better than the daughter of the Fu family, and there was no saying that she was not bad.

Talking and laughing, the little maid outside walked in and said while picking up the curtain: "Second Madam, please, the old lady has been waiting for it for a long time!"

Everyone in the room looked up.

The eldest wife Lin clenched her cuffs unconsciously.

Qiao came in first, wearing a red phoenix hairpin and a bright and beautiful robe with orange-red peonies. The embroidered yellow palace belt hanging from her waist swayed gently while walking, making her look graceful. A casual glance made people praise the beauty. Looking up, she looked up and saw her charming face, which seemed to be in her early twenties, with bright red lips. Only then did she realize that the word "beauty" was no longer enough to describe her beauty.

A gloomy flashed in Lin's eyes.

The old lady's shriveled lips were also pursed in a difficult way.

Just as if he didn't see it, Qiao quickly walked to the old lady's couch and knelt down, buried it on the old lady's knees and cried bitterly: "Auntie, Su Niang finally saw you again. You don't know how much Su Niang missed you over the years. The husband was transferred to Jizhou two years ago. Su Niang was pregnant first and then took care of the Guan Ge'er. Now he can finally come to you to be filial, aunt..."

Fu Rong quickly knelt down with Fu Xuan. Fu Rong wiped his tears with a veil. Fu Xuan didn't miss his relatives as much as his sister, so he just lowered his head.

The old lady also picked up the veil and tapped Qiao's shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, get up quickly, they are all the mothers of five children. They have not changed at all for so many years. They cry like a little girl, and are not afraid of making jokes from the younger generation."

"Isn't it all you used to come out!" Qiao stood up crying and laughing, and turned around and ordered her two daughters: "Call grandmother quickly, poor child, you can only see grandmother when you grow up so old."

Fu Rong and Fu Xuan looked up and shouted "Grandma" in unison.

The old lady smiled and called the two of her sisters to get up. Fu Rong wore a light green embroidered orchid, and Fu Xuan wore a cute pink summer dress and stood side by side, like a peony pink chrysanthemum, which was very popular. The old lady praised each other and asked Fu Rong more: "How did the girl Rong think of wearing flower tablets? Could it be that Xindu is fashionable over there? No one in our capital is dressed like this."

Fu Rong smiled and said, "No one has ever worn the letter. That day my mother said she would take me to the capital to pay homage to my grandmother. I was so happy. After resting at night, I dreamed of an old lady wearing flower-die with kind eyes, like a Bodhisattva. During the day, she described the appearance of the Bodhisattva to my mother. My mother said that it was you. I recall that in my dream, my grandmother Bodhisattva looked very beautiful when wearing flower-die, and she also came to me on a whim."

After saying that, he looked at the old lady's forehead timidly and whispered: "Grandma lie to me in my dream, but now she doesn't wear it. I'm afraid she's teasing me, right?"

The old lady smiled so hard that she couldn't stop talking about her: "Like your mother, she's almost comparing Qing'er."

Chen Qing covered her mouth and smiled, looking at Fu Rong and said, "I'm so sweeter than my third sister, I'm willing to give up on the disadvantage."

Fu Bao hummed softly over there. There was a flatterer at home, but now another one came.

Next, everyone recognized their relatives one after another.

When Fu Bao reluctantly shouted "Three Sisters", Fu Rong was secretly funny. It seemed that the fate between people had really been decided long ago. Fu Bao didn't like her in his previous life, but she didn't like her in this life. As for her, she returned her back when Fu Bao messed with her in her previous life, but now she has no interest. She just thinks that Fu Bao is still a child and is not worthy of concern.

Not long after, Fu Chen and Liang Tong followed Fu Ding.

It was another lively.

After recognizing the couple here, Fu Rong and his sisters went to see Fu Pinchuan with their brother.

Fu Pinchuan was nearly 40 years old and practiced martial arts in his early years. Later, he went to Dali Temple to try the criminal prison case. He was serious and stayed in Dali Temple for a long time and was even more arrogant. The old lady did not dare to fight against her son, and she also had the credit of this momentum. Seeing Fu Rong's sisters, he looked at Fu Rong for a little more, and said a few more words of concern, and sent them back.

Fu Rong didn't deal with this eldest uncle much, so he joked with his sister on the way: "See, your eyebrows are with our eldest uncle."

Fu Xuan felt this way in his heart, and Fu Chen said on the side: "Xuanxuan is like me, and his eyebrows are all following his grandfather."

Fu Rong touched his eyebrows: "My one is not like dad or mother, could he follow his grandmother?"

Fu Chen and Fu Xuan were silent. They all knew that the grandmother Fu Rong mentioned was not the old lady in Wufu Hall, but his father's biological mother, Aunt Du. But his father almost couldn't remember Aunt Du's appearance, and he never mentioned it. How did they know if they were young?

Although the whole family is having fun today, only they know what they think.

At night, the old lady held a reception banquet, and everyone was there, only Fu Pinchuan was left.

The old lady asked the eldest daughter-in-law, "Where is the marquis?"

Lin stood up and said, "My dear father invited the marquis to drink. The marquis asked me to say to my mother, telling us not to wait for him."

The old lady nodded: "Then let's start the meal."

Mrs. Qiao sat on the lower right head of the old lady, skillfully clothing her vegetables, and she picked them up all the food she liked.

Lin looked at him from the other side and admired Qiao's methods from the bottom of her heart. She knew that the old lady did not like this illegitimate niece, and even hated her. However, after Qiao passed the door, she looked like a niece who was favored by the old lady in her parents' home, acting coquettishly. The whole mansion thought that the old lady really spoiled her. Can the old lady even dismantle her own counterpart? Qiao's sweet and beautiful behavior did not make any mistakes, and it was impossible for the old lady to control it.

After the banquet was dispersed, Lin led Fu Bao back to the main courtyard.

"Mom, I like Sister Six, but I don't like Fu Rong. Like my second aunt, I only flatter you." I was sent back to the house by my mother, and I was surrounded by her own people. Fu Bao finally said what he had been holding back for a long time.

Lin nodded her forehead: "They are really smart. If you learn more in the future, you will be satisfied if you can learn 50% of them."

Fu Bao curled his lips. Others always advised Fu Mi to learn from her, but today her mother asked her to learn from the flattery. The little girl didn't like to listen and crawled into bed and ignored people.

Lin had no choice but to cover the horns of his daughter, and then left after a few words of advice.

It was almost time for the curfew that Fu Pinchuan came back, breathing with a strong smell of alcohol.

Lin looked at her husband's face and asked tentatively: "Have you drunk with her in-laws last night? Why did you ask you to go again today?"

Fu Pinchuan rolled up his sleeves and paused, "I don't know, but the table threatened me again, and we were not allowed to aggrieved his daughter."

"Thank you so much... Thank you for your hard work." Lin couldn't help laughing. The lights were quiet. Although they were not as beautiful as Qiao's, they still had charm.
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