"Sun Shaozu, my son has asked several people for advice, and he is hereditary commander, but he is not very appropriate..." Jia Cong tried to persuade him.

In the eyes of today's parents, this son has changed a lot. His speech and temperament are incomparable to the past. After all, when he goes to the court to work, he has to accept a lot of etiquette and teachings. The prince's lecturer, Hanlin editor, and speaking at home begins to have weight.

"What's wrong?" Jia She said dissatisfied.

Mrs. Xing did not express her opinions, whether Yingchun was alive or dead, whether she was married or what, and she did not lose anything.

"A few friends from the Jinyiwei said that Sun Shaozu was extremely licentious, and all the women in his family were miserable, but they were still not satisfied. They beat and killed people at every turn. How could the second sister have a way out? If the second sister has no way out, will the master and the wife be scolded by the old lady?" Jia Cong said.

Hearing that he was a friend of the Jinyiwei, Jia She was hesitant, and his son's energy was indeed getting bigger and bigger, but Yingchun's concubine daughter sold her, and raising her would waste his money.

Sun Shaozu's private life sounded better than him. Jia She only bought a little wife endlessly, but she was far from being able to be misled by the women in the family. However, Yingchun passed, whether it was dead or alive, he didn't care at all: "Maybe they heard of it and were spreading the rumors. I have made up my mind and decided to make the wedding date soon, how can I go back on my regret?"

The main reason is that he wants to pay back the five thousand taels of silver, which is not a small amount.

"You are also going to get married. Don't worry about your sister's side for now. Go down and prepare well."

Jia Cong left the lobby and made a small nest. Even if he became an official, his family was still restricted by etiquette, law, filial piety. Only Jia She could make the decision in Yingchun. Mrs. Xing actually listened to Jia She, and Jia She didn't want to listen to Jia Cong's opinions.

In this way, we can only find a way to make something wrong with Sun Shaozu, delaying for a while, and then we will eliminate Jia She. Of course, there are too many things to consider, how can we be foolproof, the impact of Ding You on him when his parents die, etc.

When passing through the hall, Wang Xifeng's brother Wang Ren came towards him: "I heard that Brother Cong got married, so I waited for the wedding banquet before leaving."

Wang Ren later sold Jia Qiao, but Jia Cong had no intention of caring about Wang Xifeng and agreed with her. Since Wang Ren entered Beijing with Xing Zhong, Xue Ke and others, the house arranged by the company was on the east road.

Yingchun knew nothing about Sun Shaozu at this time. Apart from being concerned about Baoyu's marriage, the rest of the mother Jia was arranged by her parents. She just heard a reply. Even if Jia Cong said it to Jia Mu, he was not convinced and could not tell Yingchun about Sun Shaozu's character, because Yingchun was completely powerless and was just sad in vain.

...

"How is the wedding book written?" Wang Xifeng sat on the bed and asked Ping'er.

Wang Xifeng's face was less pale and a little more rosy. She had been in miscarriage this spring and had been recuperating until July. She had just lost her son, so she was a son who had stabilized her status as a woman. Why isn't she sad?

The other idleness comes from Qiutong. Qiutong came over to compete with her and was jealous. Wang Xifeng really hated her secretly. Fortunately, she had all the mechanisms and killed Qiutong in one round and lost.

She used the excuse of her son's miscarriage and sent Qing'er out to ask someone to divine. The result was that the Rabbit was the Rabbit. Qiutong was the Rabbit. Jia Lian lost his son this time, and because he believed in the study of divination, he ignored Qiutong. Besides, Jia Lian was a new person and didn't care about any woman the most.

"It seems that it is a portion of Master Bao Er and Miss Lin, and a portion of Master Cong and Miss Bao..." Ping'er said.

"Impossible." Wang Xifeng rejected: "The old lady might agree with Brother Bao and Lin Daimei, but the second wife would not agree. The second master is not at home, so he doesn't care about civil affairs."

Ping'er frowned: "The old lady nodded. Does the second wife agree or not... Is it useful?"

"Don't forget the Imperial Concubine, the Imperial Concubine nodded. The old lady agreed or not... Is it useful?" Wang Xifeng smiled.

"That's right, according to grandma, is this a plan?" Ping'er praised: "The two masters were ordered to get married together. Everyone knows that Master Bao Er and Miss Lin are in good condition. In order to stabilize Miss Lin, they use her fake marriage letter to Master Bao Er to cover up. When they come in, the red veil is lifted. Whether it is, they have to accept their fate..."

"I didn't say that. It was all your little hoof that you thought about it." Wang Xifeng sighed: "The only one who the second wife likes is Miss Bao. If you have this opportunity, how could she let the imperial concubine go? But Miss Lin can marry Jia Cong, it won't be hard..."

Now Wang Xifeng no longer dares to compete with Jia Cong, and they are all figures at the level of the prince’s lecturer.

As he was talking, his daughter's crying came from the side, Wang Xifeng turned around and yelled: "What do you mean? I asked her to take someone and even hit her?"

She thought it was the nanny who beat someone, so Ping'er went out to visit her and replied in a moment: "It's Brother Huan and Sister Qiao who are fighting for things..."

"This third brother Huan! He has a bad intention and blames others for being partial. Aunt Zhao is a slut! He lays any eggs when he is a chicken!" Wang Xifeng cursed. Jia Huan is a hundred times more hateful than Jia Cong. He deserves to die.

...

In the Xue family’s residential courtyard, three or four miles away from the Jia family, before the wedding started, Xue Baochai was wearing a red dress and leaned on Lin Daiyu’s shoulders who were rubbing rouge in front of the mirror: “Since you recognize my mother as your godmother, you call my mother a mother and we are sisters. It’s just right to come to my house to celebrate the wedding, right? Is there anything to worry about?”

Lin Daiyu had long called Aunt Xue "Mom", so it was not a rash move to come over to the Xue family to get married.

"Is the wedding book true or false?" Lin Daiyu was dizzy by the sudden sense of happiness.

"Of course it's true. You and I are friends with Jinlan. Can I still lie to you?" Xue Baochai advised him kindly: "After, Pin'er will be married to the childhood sweetheart Bao brothers. Zijuan, dress up the girl..."

Daiyu was coaxed to mix oil in honey. Xue Baochai entered another room. Aunt Xue whispered: "Can she believe the fake marriage letter she showed her? If the red veil is lifted up at that time... Will she be surprised if she sees it is not Baoyu? Cong'er over there is a marriage with the order. The emperor may not be sure of which girl, but if something happens, it will always be bad."

"No." Xue Baochai comforted her mother, and for a while, she thought to herself: "Pin'er, I'm sorry, for my happiness, I can only sacrifice your happiness... Brother Cong is the top scholar and it is not considered as insulting you... Actually, what choice do I have? It's the order of my parents..."

"Here, come, both grooms are here..."

Only when the festive horn sounds of suona are getting closer and closer, Xue Pan is half sad and half happy, and always can't bear to let his sister marry like this, so he is a little excited to be in charge of the affairs and asks people to put two sedan chairs at the door. Lin Daiyu with a big red veil and Xue Baochai step over the saddle at the door, which is called "peace".

Xue Pan forgot the marks of their sedan chairs for a moment, and negatively said to Zijuan, Ying'er: "To your left and to your right, lead the girls in."
Chapter completed!