The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

"Several families in the Nine Borders are still waiting for this money, so don't rush into it. Let's wait until the money arrives in Beijing!"

"I'll write a letter to my father-in-law later!"

Mr. Wuzhai nodded slightly.

"Your Highness is right! However, the imperial edict summoning Wang Ziteng, the head of the Jinling Wang family, to the capital has already been issued."

"According to reports from the palace, His Majesty seems to be interested in having Wang Ziteng come to Beijing to take charge of the Beijing Camp."

Shui Rong's hand that was pulling the fishing rod paused slightly.

Mr. Wuzhai continued in a deep voice,

"Wang Ziteng, although he has some talent, is short-sighted and has no foresight!"

"Is Your Majesty..."

Mr. Wuzhai did not say the rest of the words.

But Shui Rong understood.

After putting the fishing rod back down, Shui Rong leaned back on the recliner, raised his hand, touched the beads on his wrist with his other hand, and said with a smile,

"Why else do you think His Majesty bestowed upon us this Wagtail Incense Rosary?"

"This..." Mr. Wuzhai was slightly stunned, and then said nothing more.

Shui Rong twisted his neck, held the armrest and slowly sat up.

"The Jingying Camp was originally the territory of the Jia family. Even though the Jia family is now in decline, it is not something that an outsider like Wang Ziteng can interfere with."

"Don't worry about it. If Wang Ziteng really comes to Beijing to take charge of the Beijing Camp, he will still need to rely on the Jia family in many areas."

"On this point alone, Mr. Wuzhai can rest assured! No matter how worthless the Jia family members are, they will not generously give away all the capital they have for their livelihood!"

Mr. Wuzhai was still a little worried.

"Your Majesty..."

"Okay, sir."

Shui Rong waved his hand.

"I will be leaving the capital tomorrow to attend the imperial temple for meditation. I will need your help in taking care of the affairs at the mansion."

Mr. Wuzhai felt helpless, but he could only bow and say,

"I will obey the prince's orders!"

……

Ningrong Street, Ningguo Mansion.

The Ningguo Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns everywhere, and bright red silks were hung on the treetops along the streets.

All the servants were busy and orderly.

However, the courtyard of Jia Rong, the heir to the title of Ningguo Mansion who is about to get married tomorrow, seems to have been forgotten in the festive and lively atmosphere of the whole mansion.

The bright red wedding gown was neatly folded on the bed, and bright red wedding characters were posted everywhere in the room, but there was no sign of Jia Rong, the man who was to get married tomorrow.

Suddenly, the door opened.

A servant pushed the door open.

Jia Zhen, dressed in a brocade robe, walked in with a frown, looked around and suddenly became furious.

"Evil beast! Where has this evil creature gone?!"

"Tomorrow is his big day, and everyone in the mansion is busy preparing for him. Where are the others?"

A servant from Jia Rong's courtyard hurriedly knelt down.

"In reply to the master, he said he had an appointment outside and had left the house earlier!"

Jia Zhen angrily slammed the table, turned around and ordered his attendants,

"Two people, bring that evil beast back to me!"

"When you find him, each of you will spit on him!"

The servants murmured but did not answer.

Jia Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"What? No one listens to what the master says?"

The servants hurriedly replied,

"Yes! Master!"

Then they quickly turned around and ran out.

After making all these arrangements, Jia Zhen seemed still unsatisfied and ordered the housekeeper beside him,

"Lai Er, the master still needs to go to the West Mansion to talk. When that wicked son who went out to have fun the day before the wedding comes back, you must tell him that he is not allowed to spend the bridal chamber!"

Lai Er heard this and responded respectfully,

"Yes, sir! I will definitely tell Rong'er the truth!"

"Ok!"

Jia Zhen nodded with satisfaction and patted Lai Er on the shoulder.

"Master is still at ease with you doing things!"

"Tell the accountant later to reduce that evil creature's monthly salary by another 10%. I wonder if he dares to go out and cause trouble again!"

After saying this, Jia Zhen turned around and left.

"Yes! Master!"

……

While Ningguo Mansion was busy preparing for tomorrow's big wedding,

Inside the inner city of Shenjing City, in the residence of Qin Ye, a fifth-rank official in charge of maintenance, there was also a festive mood.

Qin Ye, dressed in a plain robe, stood at the door of a room.

He advised the house,

"Ke'er, the Ningguo Mansion is a wealthy and powerful family. As your father, I have little influence and cannot refuse."

"But your future husband, Jia Rong, has been carefully selected by your father. He is a handsome man with a thoughtful and humble demeanor. You can tell at first glance that he is a caring man."

"Also, the Jia Mansion's school has already agreed that after you marry into the family, Zhong'er will also be enrolled there."

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should still consider your brother Zhong'er and our Qin family!"

There was a sound of sobbing from inside the house.

"Father, a daughter must obey the orders of her parents and the words of the matchmaker!"

"You, no need to say more..."

Hearing his daughter's voice, Qin Ye shook his head helplessly.

Then he said to the house,

"Ruizhu, Baozhu, please take good care of the young lady. Tomorrow is her big day, so don't make her too sad!"

"Yes! Master!"

Two maids' voices came from inside the door.

Faintly, there was the sound of a woman sobbing.

Qin Ye sighed helplessly, shook his head slightly and left.

……