The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

Jiang's face darkened, and she was a little unhappy:

"Yes, sister-in-law, you have only been out for a few days, what do you know? Besides, it is normal for men to go out for social events and visit brothels. Since Master Bao is not married, it is really not a big deal."

"He is favored by the Bao family's ancestors and has the honor of being a juren. He must have his own strengths. He can't be too bad."

"Besides, if you want to marry someone, you should marry someone who loves and pampers you. The fact that the prince expressed his desire to marry you when the mansion was in danger shows that he is sincere. It is better than those who just add icing on the cake, right?"

"Mother, what do you think?"

Given the current situation of the Marquis's Mansion, she didn't know whether her husband could keep his position as an official in the Imperial Household Department. Privately, Jiang was very satisfied with this marriage. She was most afraid that the sudden death of her second son would affect her family.

But she forgot that most abnormalities are caused by something wrong. Why would a normal person be so eager to marry a woman who had just lost face in front of the emperor?

The old lady didn't say anything. She was the only one who listened to all the gossip that Mu Lianzhi mentioned. Therefore, she knew very well that Beitang Yi, who had real power, was much more important than the Fuguo Houfu, which had only a nominal title.

What she was considering was not what kind of person the young master was, nor did she care so much about whether Ling Feier was happy or not. What she was weighing was the pros and cons of this marriage. As for her dead son, he was not within her consideration at this time.

Having said what needed to be said, Mu Lianzhi naturally didn't say another word. The old lady quickly twisted her Buddhist beads, and there was a moment of oppressive silence in the room.

"Mother?"

Jiang's voice rang again, and the old lady seemed to have made a major decision and said:

"Let's move first! If you want to copy the Buddhist scriptures, there is no time limit. Trouble comes from the mouth. Fei'er, you must control your mouth in the future and never act rashly again."

"Yes, Grandma, Fei'er remembers it."

Standing up and bowing solemnly, Ling Feier looked timidly at the old lady and then at her mother, her begging meaning was self-evident.

Seeing everything clearly, Mu Lianzhi couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

She is really eager for that young master, but she doesn't know if she can get a good result with that man's character?

The old lady naturally understood her look and waved her hand:

"Alright, as the Buddha said, 'It is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a family.' If you are really interested, grandma will not stop you. But we still have to wait and see. There is no need to rush."

"A daughter's marriage is a big deal. We have to wait for your father to come back and ask his opinion."

"That's it for now."

After the old lady made the decision, the three of them fell silent. Jiang and Ling Feier smiled at each other, and Mu Lianzhi also knew that the matter was almost certain.

She stood up and said:

"Mother, the Ghost Festival is coming soon. It's a rare good news at home. It's a bit unlucky. Why don't you let your daughter-in-law burn paper for your husband alone this year?"

"I'm going to go to the grave to pay respects and burn some paper people and horses these days. Do you think it's okay for us to symbolically burn paper money during the Ghost Festival?"

Thinking of her son who had just passed away, the old lady's face was once again covered with a layer of sadness:

"Alright. Since Yuchi is not here, let Shao Chong take care of the worship in the mansion. He is the only one who can do it. The Marquis's family does have too few descendants..."

The old lady sighed, and the room fell into depressing silence again.

Suddenly, Mu Lianzhi's heart skipped a beat, and she clearly caught Jiang's lips moving several times. Then she thought of two people:

Ling Zifeng, the concubine's son living outside the Marquis' Mansion, and Ling Wenzhan, the illegitimate son living outside.

If the old lady wants to have more children, now she only has the first wife to choose from.

From Jiang's standpoint, she would definitely not be happy to let Ling Yuchi take a concubine and have a child, so the only option was to let the two people outside come back. Ling Zifeng was the money bag of the Marquis' Mansion, and there was still a layer of separation between him and a concubine's son. The old lady might not touch him, so there was only one way left, and both of them would help the illegitimate child return home.

However, the child was only a few months old, how could he enter the house and gain a legal foothold? What about the woman?

Interesting.

It seems she needs to be more careful in the future.

After a moment of distraction, Mu Lianzhi found an excuse to leave. Along the way, she was still thinking about this matter:

She had to find a chance to meet Beitang Yi.

When she returned to her courtyard, she called Leng Yun over. But before she could say anything, a small piece of paper was placed in front of her:

"Miss, the master wants to see you tonight."

Yes.

Except for the previous two days when someone was confirmed to be free, the two times he wanted to see her he directly sent letters to Leng Yun.

"When you think of Cao Cao, he has arrived. This time he has arrived just in time."

Taking the small note, Mu Lianzhi took out the fire stick, lit it and threw it directly into the incense burner:

"I see."

She waved her hand and was about to tell Leng Yun that everything was fine, but then she remembered something and grabbed her sleeve again:

"By the way, can I ask how you two contacted each other? I don't mean to pry. If it's convenient for you, just tell me. If it's not convenient, you don't have to tell me."

She was just curious, why did the notes end up in Leng Yun and Leng Yu's hands and ask them to pass them on instead of giving them directly to herself?

The key point is that Leng Yun has been by her side today.

After thinking for a while, Leng Yun did not hide anything:

"I don't know. When I came back, the note was on the table in my room. Whenever the master wrote to me, the first line had five words and the second line had four words. If the number of words was insufficient, square dots would be used to replace them. I knew it at a glance."

"The note read: Bring me some food, Four Happiness Meatballs, signed by Leng Yu."

"After the fire has passed, the real order will be revealed."

Both times, she received the same message:

[Inform her, tonight, old place]

"Oh? It's actually open and aboveboard?"

This was something Mu Lianzhi didn't expect.

"To be able to find your room accurately and put down the note without anyone noticing, this person must not only be familiar with the mansion but may even be able to come and go freely. Could it be that there are people from your side in the mansion?"

Beitang Yi's hand reaches deep into the ground.

Leng Yun shook his head like a rattle, he really didn't know:

"I have never thought about this question..."

It seemed as if everything was natural and should be this way.

After that, the two did not continue this topic. When night fell, Mu Lianzhi packed up and went to Qicai Tower early. Unexpectedly, Beitang Yi had to go out of the city for something urgent, so he waited for nearly two hours.

……

When Beitang Yi hurried back, it was already past midnight. When he opened the door, his voice was filled with indescribable joy and urgency.

"Zhizhi?"

She took a few big steps and turned behind the screen. When she looked up, she saw that the soft pillows on the couch where they often stayed were crooked, and there was a fruit plate and snacks on the table, as well as the paper manuscripts she often wrote and drew on. There was only someone missing in the brightly lit room.

She wouldn't have gone back so soon, right?

Beitang Yi felt a sense of loss and was about to go out to ask someone about the situation. Suddenly, a sweet and soft female voice came from behind him:

"Master Beitang?"