Fengcheng's thick eyebrows frowned: "This is always inappropriate. Mr. Yin is deeply devoted to his deceased wife. In recent years, some people have tried to make matchmaking with him, asking him to renew their relationship and marry someone to fill the house. He declined them one by one and only said that he would stay with his deceased wife for three years.
.With the current situation and the imposition of pressure, I'm afraid..."
Mrs. Dong seemed a little unhappy: "What do you mean, Master, because we Jixiang can't get married, so we force ourselves to marry him, for fear that he will be unhappy? I have already investigated which of us Jixiang is not worthy of him, and what about Yin Tiangao?"
His married wife is nothing more than a raccoon
A Huansha girl on the edge of the stream was born humble and had an average child. I heard that after Mr. Yin rose to prominence, his wife began to work hard and be lazy. How could we Jixiang be inferior to a village girl with no ideas?
That village girl?"
Fengcheng looked at Dong's appearance and naturally knew that Dong was displeased. After thinking about it, in fact, if the emperor decreed a marriage, it would be quite beneficial for He Jixiang to marry Yin Tiangao, although the relationship between several colleagues
It was not stated clearly, but everyone knew that once the Prime Minister abdicated, the person who might eventually replace him would be Yin Tiangao.
If there is a prime minister's son-in-law in the future, he won't have to be constrained by the general at every turn, making it difficult to move forward.
However, this is a major matter of marriage after all.
Although it is beneficial to marry into the Feng Mansion, if He Jixiang was unhappy in his past marriage, and Master Yin did not marry He Jixiang sincerely but was forced by the emperor's order, how would he explain to his dead brother He Nian.
Seeing that he was thinking for a long time without saying a word, Mrs. Dong softened her tone again and said flatteringly: "Master, I know that you are serious about Mr. Yin not liking Jixiang, but others don't know. Don't you and I not know that Jixiang has already found his mother-in-law?
I came and tested it, yes
A clean body. We Jixiang just have a hard life and have been humiliated by adulterers, but this child has a pure nature, has been well-behaved, virtuous and virtuous. Yin Tiangao was worried at first, but he will eventually find out that we are Jixiang.
Come on."
"Besides, sir, you said that Yin Tiangao was deeply devoted to his late wife. It can be seen that he is a man who values love and justice, just like you, sir. But life has to go on, and life has to go on. How can a big man not have a man next to him?
Women serve, right, sir?"
Mrs. Dong is very good at understanding Fengcheng's heart. After all, Fengcheng would never touch her at first. But after Han Huiru died, she gradually fell into her arms. Although she also used some tricks, it was just
It was the first or second time that I added a few aphrodisiac pills to the incense burner. Wasn't it the next few times that everything was done naturally and without any tricks?
Compared with his deep love for his deceased wife, who can rival Fengcheng, but even though Fengcheng loved Han Huiru so much and regarded Han Huiru as life, he would still marry her, sleep with her, and be in love with her for so many years.
She thought that Fengcheng would agree, because Fengcheng was short of breath, and he knew that when a man needs a woman, sometimes it's not just about love, but more about desire.
And once a man develops desire for a woman, and he is a person who values friendship, things will fall into place naturally.
Sure enough, Fengcheng said: "Well, everything depends on God's will. If it happens, it is God's arrangement. As for the dowry, it is not too late to wait until the matter is clear and we can prepare it. If you are unruly, you can give Hongluan the gift."
Give the portion to good luck."
Mrs. Dong was overjoyed. She didn't expect that after so much, Maple City still regarded He Jixiang as her own.
Last winter, Feng Hongluan was going to be married into the Ling Mansion with a red dowry of ten miles. The dowry was carefully prepared by Fengcheng over the years. If you add it all up, you can almost sell it in a small town. Such a rich dowry, if it is given to
He Jixiang, what a long face, how decent, I am afraid that even if Mr. Yin complained about it, the marriage granted by the emperor, plus such a huge dowry, would be enough to block the unhappiness in his heart.
Regarding this matter, I am just waiting for Feng Hongluan to return home tomorrow and deliver good news.
*
In Qiyang Palace, time passed quickly, and Concubine Li came to urge her to go back quickly. When the dinner party was about to begin, Feng Hongluan and Hong Yan were cuddling together, inseparable.
After this separation, they don’t know when they will see each other again, but they have a plan to get their father to agree to their marriage.
Once dad agrees, we can stay together day and night until we grow old.
"Hong Luan, wait, Concubine Li, please wait a moment, I want to say a few words to Hong Luan."
"Okay, don't wait too long." Concubine Li retreated to the door and waited.
Hong Yan stepped forward, gently hugged Feng Hongluan, reached out and took out a jade pendant from his waist, and gave it to Feng Hongluan: "This is my personal belongings. I have worn it for more than ten years. You can wear it on me."
, seeing this jade pendant is like meeting this king."
It is a very exquisite round jade pendant with a hollow dragon pattern. Feng Hongluan knows the origin of this jade pendant. It is when each prince and heir is born. According to the birth date, the pattern and date are engraved on it. It is a symbol of the status of the prince and heir.
Hongyan is a dragon, but in order to avoid the dragon of the emperor, the dragon-shaped pattern on the jade pendant is made into a sleeping dragon. It looks naive and cute, and it is lifelike with a single cut. The dragon scales and beards are all lifelike and exquisite, and they are all in one small piece.
On the jade pendant, the little dragon is sleeping, and on the outer edge of the jade pendant, Hong Yan's name and birth date are engraved.
Kanghua's seventeenth year in the summer of June 15th is exactly the hour of Hai.
Hongyan was born in the year when his grandfather, Emperor Hongwen, passed away.
In the second year after his birth, the late emperor ascended the throne, and little Hongyan was made a prince, given the title of Jin, and was raised by Queen Dugu herself.
And his elder brother became the crown prince.
Unexpectedly, Hong Yan didn’t look that big, but he had experienced three dynasties and three generations. Feng Hongluan carefully put this precious jade pendant into her purse and looked up at Hong Yan: “I will cherish it, I don’t have anything.
Personal things can be given to each other. Since you like calligraphy and painting, I will find a painter for you next time. The benefits will be so ingenious that you will definitely like it."
The painter Feng Hongluan talks about has not yet shown his prominence, but in his previous life, he ended up being the number one painter in the palace, and his masterpieces are hard to find. It is now the third year of Kangding, and this person should still be a thing in the pond.
I make a living selling calligraphy and paintings on a calligraphy and painting street.
"Okay, as long as it's the person you found, I'll like it no matter what the painting is. If you painted it by yourself, I will hang it by the bedside every day, looking at the things and thinking about the people."
"Haha!" Feng Hongluan went to chuckle, "My poor paintings are unsightly, and I dance with guns and swords all the time. I can use my paintbrush as a weapon. I'm afraid what I paint will stain you."