Rongzhi now lives in the courtyard to the west of the garden.
In the past, Rong Qingfu's family was at the back, and the little Zhu family was in the front.
Now Xiao Zhu has been driven away, and ahead, Yan, the concubine from Rongqing, has also left with her son Rong Yitong.
Rong Yitong was not from Rongqing, but it was not that she could not afford to raise him as a biological child of the Yan family.
Rong Zhi lived in front of Rong Qingfu and would not leave this place unless he used his name.
Can they not be called Rongfu and not be counted as his descendants? Rong Fei couldn't bear it.
Luo Shi came over fiercely, completely ignoring that the fifth emperor's people had not left. All he wanted was to show the fifth emperor.
Whoosh!
A hidden weapon was thrown out in the yard!
Luo Shi and Rongjie were used to fighting, but they had never fought like this before.
Luo Shi dodged at first, but then he threw them out one after another.
And Rong pretended to say "Go away!" and hit her on the head.
Luo Shi was furious: "You trash! Useless thing! If it weren't for my granddaughter, who would think you are nothing?"
There was a young voice inside, and he was even more angry: "Slap your mouth!"
A group of people rushed over and slapped Luo Shi on the mouth!
Luo Shi didn't know who he was scolding, and he didn't know who he was calling.
Anyway, the fifth prince who slipped out slipped away again.
Seeing the Rong family like this, if they don't give him face, how can they only give face to the fourth child? The fifth prince doesn't believe it!
Rong Cuiyun was in her own yard, so far away, and didn't know what was going on.
A daughter-in-law rushed over and said, "Miss Third, help me! The person who gave the gift to the Fifth Prince is beating the old lady unreasonably."
Rong Cuiyun frowned.
This Yang Xiaowu is really awesome!
Rong Cuiyun couldn't ignore Luo Shi, so she had to come over in a hurry.
After Luo Shi was beaten, she had a pig-headed face. Those who hit her were too cruel, and she had a big face.
How could these people kill a white-haired old man whose face was covered in blood?
Rong Cuiyun thought to herself that Luo Shi would no longer miss the emperor's eldest son, and no one could be trusted.
She had Luo Shi sent back to the main hospital and asked the imperial doctor. She was thinking, should Yang Xiaowu give an explanation?
If you find Yang Xiaowu now, he will definitely bow his head. Secondly, if Yang Xiaowu hits the old man, it will definitely be a handle.
If he could get the greatest benefit, why didn't Rong Cuiyun take action?
She took Luo Shi's hand and comforted him: "I'll just write and ask, can the prince do this?"
Luo Shi groaned, almost out of breath.
She was very happy that Rong Cuiyun was like this. She must take a good life and let out a sigh of relief in the future.
Luo Shi hates Rong Bai again! It’s obviously Rong Bai’s fault!
Rong Cuiyun didn't even understand. Maybe she wanted to talk to Rong Ji.
Leaving the main courtyard, Rong Cuiyun went to the west and back courtyard.
At this moment of Indian Summer, the garden has some spring feeling, but the yard at the end is deserted.
Rong Cuiyun took a group of maids and daughters-in-law, got into position and called out: "Mother."
Rong pretended to sweep a broom into her face, really!
Rong Cuiyun screamed!
The maid and daughter-in-law were busy protecting her, and then said to Mr. Rong: "Are you crazy?"
Rong pretended to sweep the maid and his daughter-in-law together: "Get out of here! You are pickled things, vile things!"
Rong Cuiyun was extremely angry!
Rong Fei was even angrier than her: "Get out! You're not my granddaughter, you're here so shamelessly! Do you think others don't know who you are? You're just the last to sell it!"
Rong pretends to be a scholar. He didn't say the last curse words, which doesn't mean he doesn't hate them.
Which serious woman is like this? Rong Zhen can’t teach her, but the family has been separated for a long time!
Rong Cuiyun hid further away and shouted angrily: "Don't regret it!"
Rong pretended to shout: "I regret that I never divorced Luo Shi, that poisonous woman! I regret that I did not recognize my granddaughter! My granddaughter is a hundred times better than you! At least have face and be filial!"
Rong Cuiyun sneered: "Who doesn't recognize it?"
Rongjie also sneered: "Whether you admit it or not is my business. If you still want to take advantage of me, get away!"
Does Rongjie not know his own value? Even if he is sixty-five, he will become more and more popular as he gets older.
People have to have a certain bottom line. Look, aren’t they coming to your door one by one?
It is only valuable if someone is looking for it. It is not the same thing to let Rong Cuiyun sell it.
Is Rong Cuiyun smart? Rong Fei is disgusted when he sees her acting smart!
There are many truly smart women who do not do this.
Rongjie had eaten more salt than she had eaten, but Rong Cuiyun was fundamentally as poisonous as Luo and could not be taught.
Rongjie came back to teach his grandson. His little grandson was much better.
Rong Yisui didn't want to be taught.
Rongjie only had one grandson, so he was very patient.
He is also really talented. He has been an official for decades and has not lost his talent.
***
Ahead, in Cheng's yard.
Rong Yijun came back to see her mother. As for herself, she was like that in the Meng family, but she couldn't leave her alone.
Mrs. Cheng looked away now. Since Rong Qingjun had gone to her grandfather's house anyway, she was worried about Rong Yijun.
The maid came over and whispered back: "The fifth son of the emperor gave me a gift, but the master told him to get lost and threw the thing on the old lady's head. The old lady scolded me and asked the fifth son of the emperor to get someone to beat him."
It's just in a house. It's not because Cheng's news is slow.
She doesn't care, just slow down and listen to the cause and effect.
Rong Yijun shook his head. Her grandfather and grandmother were both outrageous.
However, my grandfather was better, but the most outrageous one was of course Luo Che.
Cheng said in a low voice: "You dare to scold the prince."
The maid also whispered: "I don't know how rampant the fakes are. They still want to take advantage of me."
Rong Yijun sneered: "She is the only smart one."
Mrs. Cheng nodded. She doesn't care about how good her life is now. She doesn't care if she can live a normal life.
Rong Yijun doesn't even know what will happen if the Meng family continues to make trouble.
They are not as smart as Rong Cuiyun and can do so many things.
Concubine Pan came here with her two daughters and met her aunt and eldest sister.
Cheng and Pan don't have much affection.
There is no deep-seated hatred either.
Mrs. Pan feels comfortable here. She is in her thirties and very good-looking. Her eldest daughter is twelve years old and is also a beauty.
Pan wants to make plans for her children, and the Rong family is helpless.
Pan said: "The old lady was injured, very seriously."
Mrs. Cheng is very old, like Mrs. Pan’s mother: “Are you going to serve me?”
Forget it! Mrs. Pan doesn't want to serve that old witch, she's really being disrespectful.
Ordinarily, Rong Wenjun is her biological granddaughter, right? She is not stupid either. Luo Shi likes Rong Cuiyun.
Mrs. Pan and Mrs. Cheng complained: "The third lady has the idea of the fourth lady."
Rong Yijun said: "My mother has nothing to do with this matter. You have to find my father. You all know what kind of trouble there will be over my second sister."
Rong Wenjun wore a red coat and acted coquettishly in front of his eldest sister: "I don't want to do that."
Rong Yijun said: "It's all fate."
Let them be proud when they were favored, but not happy now?
Rong Wenjun really cried when he thought about his eldest sister's fate.
Rong Yijun couldn't stand it: "You should find a solution as soon as possible."
Pan asked: "Miss, is there anything you can do?"
What can Rong Yijun do? Looking at Rong Wenjun's beautiful face, he said: "If you are willing, find a good family as soon as possible."
Since I am a concubine, I naturally don't have to pay much attention to it.