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Zheng Rong understood the girl's cautious words and thought that she had come here at this time, so he could understand her.

"Yang Shuo wrote a separate letter to his grandfather and asked me for help. He is very serious about you. My son is a stubborn person. Once he sets his mind on you, he will treat you wholeheartedly, just like his father. Men in the Yang family don't take concubines. This is the family tradition, and it is also the reason why I am willing to stay in Mobei for the rest of my life."

Weng Xiaoxiao likes Yang Shuo on the one hand, and she also attaches great importance to not taking a concubine. If a man has that intention, you can't prevent it. Of course, if sisters really appear, they will just part ways and go their separate ways. She is not afraid.

"This is also what I respect most about the general. In order to make a living, I have to dress as a man. Although I have contacts with several male friends, I have always abided by my duties. I have been like this before and will be even more so in the future." The attitude that should be expressed cannot be missed.

Zheng Rong smiled and said, "There are many dirty women in the inner house, but most of the heroines are upright and honest."

Weng Xiaoxiao felt very touched by this sentence. "Thank you very much. I have always been worried that this would be criticized, so I didn't want to get married, and I didn't dare to get married."

People in the world are so critical. Zheng Rong nodded, saying that he understood Weng Xiaoxiao's thoughts and liked her frankness.

When the Marquis learned about this, his mansion would definitely investigate Weng Xiaoxiao thoroughly. If he was found to have moral problems, the Marquis' mansion would not tolerate him.

Investigation is one thing, and today's meeting is the most intuitive judgment. After all, women know women best. You can hide it from men, but you can't hide it from the women in the back house.

There was a knock on the door, and Ping An came in personally with the tea. After filling the cup, he asked about the dishes before quietly leaving.

The girl was frank and honest, and Zheng Rong also liked this kind of conversation. It had been a long time since he had a chat with someone like this. He didn't feel thirsty, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Regarding the betrothal gift, does the young lady have any requirements?"

Is this a pass? Weng Xiaoxiao had never thought of asking her directly about the betrothal gift, but who else could she ask if not her?

"I have lost all ties with my biological father and have set up my own family. No matter now or in the future, nothing about me has anything to do with him. I just hope that Madam can understand this and treat me as an orphan without a father or a mother."

"Okay, I accept." This was also what Yang Shuo had emphasized to her. She was still hesitating, but now seeing the girl was so determined, she put her worries aside and decided to break up completely.

Weng Xiaoxiao stood up, knelt down and bowed deeply.

It is not easy to be so tolerant of her. Not recognizing one's biological father is a serious crime of disobedience and unfilial piety. Most people do not approve of such behavior. The word "filial piety" can crush a person.

"Get up and talk." Zheng Rong spoke more kindly.

"I only have the title of a scholar. Anyway, I am from a small family. Just follow the standards of a marquis' mansion for marriage. I have no extra requests."

He is really a man who knows what he is doing! The Marquis's Mansion certainly cannot mistreat the eldest son and grandson.

"Then it's settled. Three matchmakers and six betrothals are all in place. But the marriage must wait until Yang Shuo's three-year mourning period is over."

"Of course." Weng Xiaoxiao nodded slightly. Yang Shuo still had more than one mourning period to observe, so she was not in a hurry. It was not too late at the age of twenty.

"That will be hard for you." Zheng Rong looked at Weng Xiaoxiao apologetically. In two years, the girl would be eighteen years old. When the time comes, he will arrange a marriage for them as soon as possible.

Weng Xiaoxiao had no way of responding to this and could only lower her head pretending to be shy.

Zheng Rong patted the back of Weng Xiaoxiao's hand and said, "Even the Marquis was impressed by your arrangement of the wounded. These people did not live a satisfactory life after returning, and some were very miserable. This has always been a pain in the Yang family, but there is really no good way to solve it, or to be more precise, no one can do it. You are of an insignificant status, but you have the ability, so you are the most suitable candidate."

"Good boy, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. You will be blessed."

"I was just pushing them. Those people were really pitiful. I just wanted to do something for them and give them a place to stay. I didn't think too much about it."

Zheng Rong smiled. This was a regret that she had thought about but had no ability to do. "It's already rare. It's better than me. But you have to remember that the scale of the manor should not be too large. It should be dispersed and far apart. Don't attract attention. Don't do good things but bring yourself trouble instead."

Ginger is more experienced with age. Zheng Rong has been with the general for many years, so she is certainly not an ignorant woman.

What is your intention in taking in so many wounded soldiers? After all, the wounded soldiers are experienced veterans.

Weng Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, her face darkened, "Madam, your reminder is very good. I will pay attention to it. I will also find an effective management method to control these people."

"Buy some maids or exiled criminal slaves, and give these people a home with old, weak, women and children. If it is not a conspicuous bachelor farm, it will be stable."

After hearing this, Weng Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, "Madam, this is a great idea. I will do it according to this idea. I am young and have little experience, so you must teach me more."

Zheng Rong liked the cute and innocent girl in front of her more and more. It was not easy to have a satisfactory wife, so she was content.

The dishes came up slowly, and the two of them ate and talked. The more they talked, the more they got along. The scene was extremely harmonious.

"After I finish this matter, I will return to Yangzhou. Madam, would you like to go for a visit? Aunt Feng often mentions you."

Yang Shuo also mentioned this idea in his letter, and she was somewhat tempted. Her life now was no different from that of a monk with hair uncut. The affairs outside the mansion were handled by the Marquis and Yang Shuo's second uncle, and the mansion was taken care of by Yang Shuo's second aunt. Her departure would not affect anyone.

"Although the weather is a bit hot now, it won't be a problem if we avoid midday."

If something happens in the Marquis' Mansion, Zheng Rong will definitely have to rush back, but before that, it would be good for her to enjoy life a little more.

"I'll go back and tell the Marquis, I should be able to go out."

Weng Xiaoxiao wanted to talk more about the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan, but she didn't expect Zheng Rong to agree so readily.

After dinner, Zheng Rong felt a little tired, so he said goodbye.

Weng Xiaoxiao put on a veil, personally helped Zheng Rong into the car, and watched the car leave.

After Zheng Rong left, Weng Xiaoxiao turned around and was about to get in the car, but saw Lin Changqing staggering out of the restaurant. His face was red and looked very abnormal, and there was no one following him.

"Soon, you take Master Lin back home." Weng Xiaoxiao made a prompt decision and got into the car right away.

Once you encounter it, you can't just ignore it, but she is no longer suitable to meet Lin Changqing.

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"Who are you? Let my master go!" Two guards chased out.

They are enemies, not friends. There is no point in saying more. Shunsui ignored the two of them, picked up Lin Changqing and ran away.

The two guards looked at each other. They didn't have the ability to carry the person and run away, and they were afraid they wouldn't be able to defeat him if he caught up with them.

But if I don't chase him, I won't be able to explain to the lady...