The Lantern Festival is coming soon, and the last and busiest time of the New Year Festival is also the busiest time.

"Sister, can't you say no more?"

Mrs. Huang, who had tidied her child's clothes, asked in surprise.

The girl in front of her nodded.

"Sister Banqin said so," she said.

"Why aren't you going? Didn't you already take your seat?" Fan Jianglin walked out of the inner room and asked.

The girl shook her head.

"Sister Banqin told me to keep an eye on the young master when I go to play in the evening." She said, "There are many kidnappers."

Fan Jianglin nodded, waved his hand, and watched the girl exit.

"Did something happen?" Huang said, "I'll go take a look."

Fan Jianglin nodded.

Mrs. Cheng only found out about Mrs. Huang after she entered the house.

But she wasn't angry at all. The concierge and guardian were all Cheng Jiaoniang's people, who controlled the front door of Cheng's house, and the inner house was controlled by a girl. She looked after the door and held the money, so she was the head of the house.

However, this situation will soon change.

Mrs. Cheng Er's eyes fell on a brocade box in front of her, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She stretched out her hands, touched the brocade box over and over again, and seemed to have made up her mind to open it.

There were only a few pieces of light paper inside, but when Mrs. Cheng reached out to pick it up, it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

There is a bright red seal on the document, and the name on it has been looked at since I got it last night, and it seems a little strange now.

Peng Qingniang.

Peng Qingniang.

Who has this name? Such a nice name?

Mrs. Cheng Er couldn't help laughing.

"Madam, will it offend the eldest lady?" the maid on the side couldn't help but say.

Mrs. Cheng Er smiled slightly.

"Back then, she sued the great master for the dowry." The servant girl said in a low voice.

It was precisely because of this report that the elder's family was dragged into a mud pit, and the whole family almost suffocated to death.

"That's different." Mrs. Cheng Er said, "That's because the eldest master wants to steal her dowry, and I won't do that."

She said that she looked at the documents in her hand, pulled out one piece, hesitated for a moment, pulled out another piece, hesitated again and finally stopped.

"...When she gets married, I won't be so stingy. I will give her enough to make her live in glory..." she said, "I will give her food and drink at home, whatever she wants.

Offer her up as a Bodhisattva."

He is not a Bodhisattva who makes money and scatters it.

The servant woman said in her heart.

"I know she won't be happy," Mrs. Cheng Er said, "but..."

When she said this, her eyes fell on the document and she reached out to touch it, with a bit of intoxication in her eyes.

Money moves people's hearts.

Why she sued Mr. Cheng in the first place was because of money.

She dared to take the risk of being criticized by the world and sue her parents, so why didn’t he dare to act at the risk of making her unhappy?

What's more, she sued the eldest master because it was her mother's dowry, and her lawsuit was reasonable and well-founded. Now that the second master Cheng wants her property, it is also reasonable, legal and legal.

If we have to make a comparison with the eldest man's affairs, then this time, they are Cheng Jiaoniang, and Cheng Jiaoniang is the eldest man.

If that's the case, what's there to be afraid of?

"Mother."

Cheng Qiniang's voice came from outside the door, interrupting the conversation between Mrs. Cheng and the maid.

Mrs. Cheng Er hurriedly put the documents back into the brocade box, and Cheng Qiniang had already stepped through the door.

"Why don't you go look at the lights?" she said, "Isn't that what you said?"

Mrs. Cheng Er stretched out her hand to wave her over and sat down next to her.

"You don't know, this Lantern Festival is very chaotic. Your father just heard someone say that there are thieves who steal children every year. We are new to the capital and are not familiar with the place. We just enjoy the lanterns at home and wait until next year.

On the street." She said with a smile.

Cheng Qiniang looked unhappy.

"Your father specially bought you a lamp, which is as tall as a house." Mrs. Cheng Er said.

Cheng Qiniang was immediately happy.

"Is there really a house that high?" she asked.

Mrs. Cheng Er smiled and nodded.

"When did your father lie to you?" she laughed.

Cheng Qiniang smiled happily.

"What's more, your fourth brother will take the exam in February, and your father has come to Beijing for the first time and has some lawsuits, so we have to avoid some taboos..." Mrs. Cheng Er said with a smile.

Cheng Qiniang nodded.

At this time, Mr. Huang, who was sitting in Cheng Jiaoniang's house, nodded after hearing what Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"It turns out that's why. Shiro-kun's affairs are more important, and I should stay away from my master's affairs." She said, "Then I feel relieved."

Cheng Jiaoniang saluted and thanked her.

"My brother and sister-in-law are worried," she said.

Mrs. Huang returned the courtesy with a busy smile, got up and left.

The Lantern Festival is just around the corner, and when the night falls, the streets are already crowded with people.

Everything you see is lanterns, and there are tall lantern mountains of different shapes.

After saluting the emperor on the city gate, when the emperor sat down, the officials and their families on the imperial street also took their seats, or played and admired the lanterns.

"It feels like something is different this year."

Mrs. Qin, who was sitting in the colorful shed, said slowly, looking at the crowds of people in Dengshan Mountain outside, and turned back to ask the maid beside her.

"Mrs. Cheng's family really didn't come?"

"No, Mrs. Cheng's family didn't come, and neither did the Zhou family." The servant woman said again, twirling her fingers, "Even that Military Supervisor Fan didn't come."

"It feels like there are too many people missing." Mrs. Qin said with a smile.

"There are a lot of people missing." A lady next to her happened to hear this and smiled, and also stretched out her hand, "Your Thirteen is not here."

Mrs. Qin smiled.

"Are you about to take the exam? It's useless if you don't sharpen your skills before the battle." She smiled.

"Don't be modest." The lady smiled, and then said, "The Gao family didn't come."

Mrs. Qin nodded.

Because Gao Lingbo, who has committed crimes, will naturally not come.

"The Chen family didn't come," the lady said.

Because the disaster and civil unrest were getting more and more serious, Chen Xianggong had no intention of being happy.

"That being said, no wonder this year is different from previous years." Mrs. Qin said with a smile.

"It's not different." The lady said, and looked at the palace gate again, "We can have one more little prince this year."

Mrs. Qin smiled and wanted to look at the palace gate.

His Majesty the Emperor must be very happy. Although there were double eclipses of the sun and moon last year and there were snow disasters and civil unrest, compared with these, he himself is in good health and can still have a prince. This means that the emperor's longevity and longevity are long. For the emperor,

, this is a great good thing.

"Your Majesty, look over there."

The young concubine wrapped in a gorgeous cloak at the palace gate said with a smile.

"Is it cold?" The emperor asked in a low voice, holding her hand instead of looking at the scenery.

"It's not cold at all from Your Majesty's side," Concubine An said with a smile.

Looking at the loving two people in front of her, the imperial concubine sitting behind almost broke her fingernails.

The Queen was unable to come due to illness, but she had always been by His Majesty's side in the past.

Isn't it just that she is pregnant with a dragon fetus? Look at this proud person, who hasn't been pregnant yet!
To be continued...