Chapter 498
Chapter 498
Chapter 498
That's right.
Yan Sanhe used the word "framed" in his mind.
The country of Hua governs the world with filial piety. As a daughter-in-law, no matter how arrogant Mao is, she will never say evil words to anger the old lady. This is unreasonable.
Secondly, Mao could not be the only one guarding the outside.
In the final analysis, the daughter-in-law's service is just a pretense, for others to see. The real person serving her is the old lady's personal maid.
Third, it is exactly what Mao said, what is the benefit of making the old lady angry to death?Old ladies don’t understand the overall situation.
The emergence of such rumors can only explain one problem: some people do not want Zhu Xuanjiu, a talented bastard, to be the head of the Zhu family.
Yan Sanhe: "Are the four legitimate sons of the old lady still alive today?"
Mao: "The eldest brother and the fifth child are gone; the second child and the third child are still here."
Yan Sanhe: "Do you still have contact with each other?"
"It's not like we are enemies when we separate. We are all in contact with each other. According to the rules passed down by our ancestors, as the head of the family, you have the responsibility and obligation to take care of other brothers."
Mao: "When I was still alive, I often got together with them during festivals and festivals. All the festive and New Year gifts all year round passed through my hands. There is no shortage every year, and the gift lists are still there."
Yan Sanhe: "Mr. Zhu has inner demons, do they know?"
When Mrs. Mao heard this, she immediately looked unnatural, "Miss Yan, don't let the scandal of your family be publicized. You are hiding it all!"
I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it later.
The matter of the concubine ascending to the throne needs to be discussed.
Yan Sanhe picked up the tea cup, took a slow sip, and asked, "How did the old man die?"
"When the old man felt that his life was about to end, he did a fortune-telling for himself, and then called his five sons to arrange the funeral arrangements."
Mao: "As for how it was arranged, I don't know, and the master didn't tell me. I only know that after that day, the old manager started to prepare for the funeral."
A month later, the old man was basking in the sun in the courtyard. He fell forward while basking in the sun and disappeared.
As soon as the old man died, he took the position of head of the family. After May [-]th, the four legitimate sons of the Zhu family moved out of the Zhu Mansion one after another.
Yan Sanhe was about to ask again when there was a knock on the door.
"Miss Yan, it's lunch time."
Yan Sanhe made a gesture towards Li Buyan. Li Buyan opened the door and said to the people outside: "Wait half an hour for the food to be served."
"Yes!"
The door is closed.
Yan Sanhe asked again: "They moved away from Zhu's house without causing any trouble?"
"What kind of trouble could there be!"
Mrs. Mao leaned forward and lowered her voice, "The old man gave all the money he had hidden all his life to his four legitimate sons."
Yan Sanhe: "Where did you hear this?"
"The master drank too much one time and accidentally said it. I didn't tell anyone, so it went in one ear and came out the other."
Mao sighed: "People, you have to look forward. There is no point in worrying about the past. Miss Yan, do you think this is true?"
You don’t care about the past and it’s not interesting;
You do it because you are a capable man.
Mr. Zhu's family fortune will only be more than that of his father in his life, and will never be less than his father's.
Guarding such a man is equivalent to guarding a treasure.
"That's the reason."
Yan Sanhe responded casually and then asked: "You and Mr. Zhu have three sons in total. Are there any twists and turns in the choice of the head of the family in this generation?"
"There are no setbacks. I am always the boss."
Mao: "My eldest son not only looks the most like his father, but also has the same temperament and temperament. He is also the most talented. When he was ten years old, I immediately concluded that he would be the future head of the family."
This generation is much simpler.
Yan Sanhe: "Three sons and three wives. Did Mr. Zhu choose this wife, or did you, Madam?"
Mao: "I like all the people, but the horoscopes are all calculated by me personally, just like the old man did it for me."
Yan Sanhe: "Which son does Master Zhu like the most?" Mao didn't expect Yan Sanhe to ask this question, so he was stunned and said, "Master actually prefers the second son."
"Oh?"
Yan Sanhe was slightly surprised.
According to common sense, the most favored person in a family is either the eldest son or the youngest son, and the second oldest child is rarely favored.
"Why?" she asked.
"The master said that the eldest son will be the head of the family in the future, and he will have to be beaten hard before he can be favored. The third son has a lively temper, and he is a youngest son. As a mother, I will be more partial to him."
Mao's eyes turned red again: "Master said that the second child is a good boy who doesn't fight or fight. He must be in great pain."
Not only does he love his second son, but he also loves his second wife.
The second daughter-in-law only had two legitimate daughters, so he hoped that the second daughter-in-law would give birth to a son.
"For this reason, I also set up a Timing Formation in the second courtyard. It's a pity..."
Mao suddenly reached out his hand and grasped Yan Sanhe's.
"Miss Yan, I have said so much, have you noticed anything wrong?"
"Not so fast!"
Yan Sanhe took out his hand and looked at her indifferently, "Do you have anything else to tell me about your master?"
should have.
Mao thought hard.
But the more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.
Apart from those few important things, she seemed unable to remember anything else worth talking to Yan Sanhe about the master.
He is busy in the yamen every day;
She is busy at home;
The only time the two of them can really talk is the one or two hours from dinner to late night every day, and this only occurs when the man is free.
What the two of them said were also short stories about their parents——
How's it going in your son's room?
How about your daughter and son-in-law?
What gifts should I give during the New Year?
What fun things did your grandson and granddaughter do today...
"In 34, he and I were married for 34 years. I was still a big girl when I married him, and my face was so tender that I could pinch water..."
In a blink of an eye, he has been gone for more than two months.
Mrs. Mao suddenly felt very sad and burst into tears as she said, "Miss Yan, I can't remember anything. I can't remember anything."
Yan Sanhe understands this feeling.
In the first few days after Yan Xing's coffin cracked, she began to explore what his inner demons were, so she began to recall every moment with Yan Xing in her mind.
Who knows, the more I recall, the more blank my mind becomes.
The memory seemed to be frozen in every lazy afternoon, when he was reading under the window and she was practicing calligraphy in front of the case. Time passed unconsciously in this thick silence.
"Mrs."
Yan Sanhe reached out and patted Mr. Mao on the shoulder.
"Life is good, so there is nothing special to remember. If you don't believe me, if you recall the past two months, I'm afraid you will remember every bad thing in your mind."
Mao's crying stopped suddenly, and what happened in the past two months flashed through her mind.
Sure enough, every one of them seems to be engraved in my heart.
"Mr. Zhu's calculation is good. Your horoscopes are excellent and your fortune is excellent. You will have no worries about food and clothing throughout your life. The older you are, the better your blessings will be."
After speaking, Yan Sanhe raised his head and looked at Li Buyan.
"I can't ask anything else. Let's ask someone to serve the food. I'll take a look at Mr. Pei's side and see if he's ready?"
"I'm going right now."
(End of this chapter)
That's right.
Yan Sanhe used the word "framed" in his mind.
The country of Hua governs the world with filial piety. As a daughter-in-law, no matter how arrogant Mao is, she will never say evil words to anger the old lady. This is unreasonable.
Secondly, Mao could not be the only one guarding the outside.
In the final analysis, the daughter-in-law's service is just a pretense, for others to see. The real person serving her is the old lady's personal maid.
Third, it is exactly what Mao said, what is the benefit of making the old lady angry to death?Old ladies don’t understand the overall situation.
The emergence of such rumors can only explain one problem: some people do not want Zhu Xuanjiu, a talented bastard, to be the head of the Zhu family.
Yan Sanhe: "Are the four legitimate sons of the old lady still alive today?"
Mao: "The eldest brother and the fifth child are gone; the second child and the third child are still here."
Yan Sanhe: "Do you still have contact with each other?"
"It's not like we are enemies when we separate. We are all in contact with each other. According to the rules passed down by our ancestors, as the head of the family, you have the responsibility and obligation to take care of other brothers."
Mao: "When I was still alive, I often got together with them during festivals and festivals. All the festive and New Year gifts all year round passed through my hands. There is no shortage every year, and the gift lists are still there."
Yan Sanhe: "Mr. Zhu has inner demons, do they know?"
When Mrs. Mao heard this, she immediately looked unnatural, "Miss Yan, don't let the scandal of your family be publicized. You are hiding it all!"
I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it later.
The matter of the concubine ascending to the throne needs to be discussed.
Yan Sanhe picked up the tea cup, took a slow sip, and asked, "How did the old man die?"
"When the old man felt that his life was about to end, he did a fortune-telling for himself, and then called his five sons to arrange the funeral arrangements."
Mao: "As for how it was arranged, I don't know, and the master didn't tell me. I only know that after that day, the old manager started to prepare for the funeral."
A month later, the old man was basking in the sun in the courtyard. He fell forward while basking in the sun and disappeared.
As soon as the old man died, he took the position of head of the family. After May [-]th, the four legitimate sons of the Zhu family moved out of the Zhu Mansion one after another.
Yan Sanhe was about to ask again when there was a knock on the door.
"Miss Yan, it's lunch time."
Yan Sanhe made a gesture towards Li Buyan. Li Buyan opened the door and said to the people outside: "Wait half an hour for the food to be served."
"Yes!"
The door is closed.
Yan Sanhe asked again: "They moved away from Zhu's house without causing any trouble?"
"What kind of trouble could there be!"
Mrs. Mao leaned forward and lowered her voice, "The old man gave all the money he had hidden all his life to his four legitimate sons."
Yan Sanhe: "Where did you hear this?"
"The master drank too much one time and accidentally said it. I didn't tell anyone, so it went in one ear and came out the other."
Mao sighed: "People, you have to look forward. There is no point in worrying about the past. Miss Yan, do you think this is true?"
You don’t care about the past and it’s not interesting;
You do it because you are a capable man.
Mr. Zhu's family fortune will only be more than that of his father in his life, and will never be less than his father's.
Guarding such a man is equivalent to guarding a treasure.
"That's the reason."
Yan Sanhe responded casually and then asked: "You and Mr. Zhu have three sons in total. Are there any twists and turns in the choice of the head of the family in this generation?"
"There are no setbacks. I am always the boss."
Mao: "My eldest son not only looks the most like his father, but also has the same temperament and temperament. He is also the most talented. When he was ten years old, I immediately concluded that he would be the future head of the family."
This generation is much simpler.
Yan Sanhe: "Three sons and three wives. Did Mr. Zhu choose this wife, or did you, Madam?"
Mao: "I like all the people, but the horoscopes are all calculated by me personally, just like the old man did it for me."
Yan Sanhe: "Which son does Master Zhu like the most?" Mao didn't expect Yan Sanhe to ask this question, so he was stunned and said, "Master actually prefers the second son."
"Oh?"
Yan Sanhe was slightly surprised.
According to common sense, the most favored person in a family is either the eldest son or the youngest son, and the second oldest child is rarely favored.
"Why?" she asked.
"The master said that the eldest son will be the head of the family in the future, and he will have to be beaten hard before he can be favored. The third son has a lively temper, and he is a youngest son. As a mother, I will be more partial to him."
Mao's eyes turned red again: "Master said that the second child is a good boy who doesn't fight or fight. He must be in great pain."
Not only does he love his second son, but he also loves his second wife.
The second daughter-in-law only had two legitimate daughters, so he hoped that the second daughter-in-law would give birth to a son.
"For this reason, I also set up a Timing Formation in the second courtyard. It's a pity..."
Mao suddenly reached out his hand and grasped Yan Sanhe's.
"Miss Yan, I have said so much, have you noticed anything wrong?"
"Not so fast!"
Yan Sanhe took out his hand and looked at her indifferently, "Do you have anything else to tell me about your master?"
should have.
Mao thought hard.
But the more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.
Apart from those few important things, she seemed unable to remember anything else worth talking to Yan Sanhe about the master.
He is busy in the yamen every day;
She is busy at home;
The only time the two of them can really talk is the one or two hours from dinner to late night every day, and this only occurs when the man is free.
What the two of them said were also short stories about their parents——
How's it going in your son's room?
How about your daughter and son-in-law?
What gifts should I give during the New Year?
What fun things did your grandson and granddaughter do today...
"In 34, he and I were married for 34 years. I was still a big girl when I married him, and my face was so tender that I could pinch water..."
In a blink of an eye, he has been gone for more than two months.
Mrs. Mao suddenly felt very sad and burst into tears as she said, "Miss Yan, I can't remember anything. I can't remember anything."
Yan Sanhe understands this feeling.
In the first few days after Yan Xing's coffin cracked, she began to explore what his inner demons were, so she began to recall every moment with Yan Xing in her mind.
Who knows, the more I recall, the more blank my mind becomes.
The memory seemed to be frozen in every lazy afternoon, when he was reading under the window and she was practicing calligraphy in front of the case. Time passed unconsciously in this thick silence.
"Mrs."
Yan Sanhe reached out and patted Mr. Mao on the shoulder.
"Life is good, so there is nothing special to remember. If you don't believe me, if you recall the past two months, I'm afraid you will remember every bad thing in your mind."
Mao's crying stopped suddenly, and what happened in the past two months flashed through her mind.
Sure enough, every one of them seems to be engraved in my heart.
"Mr. Zhu's calculation is good. Your horoscopes are excellent and your fortune is excellent. You will have no worries about food and clothing throughout your life. The older you are, the better your blessings will be."
After speaking, Yan Sanhe raised his head and looked at Li Buyan.
"I can't ask anything else. Let's ask someone to serve the food. I'll take a look at Mr. Pei's side and see if he's ready?"
"I'm going right now."
(End of this chapter)