Chapter 803

Two days later, Fang Jingrong returned to Shunjing to receive the reward. After passing by Qian's house in Shunjing, he sent his bodyguards to wait outside Qian's house. He went to the door to take Qian Baoyin back.

Qian Jubao had long known about the emperor's restoration of the title of marquis Fang Jingrong. When he heard the housekeeper report, he went out to meet him.

During this period of time, Qian Baoyin has been living with Qian Baoer in Qianfu, and seems to have forgotten her home in Yuzhou.

Since her daughter gave birth to bao'er, her temperament has become much softer than before. Qian Jubao sees this in her eyes, but Baoyin is Fang Jingrong's wife. This is an unchangeable fact. Although Fang Jingrong's career is full of twists and turns, he has lived up to his Qian family's intentions in the end.

After Fang Jingrong entered the mansion, Qian Baoyin did not arrange for him to meet Qian Baoyin's mother and son first, but took Fang Jingrong to his study.

In fact, Fang Jingrong knew very well that the last time he had such an accident, if he had not made a great contribution and had the Empress Dowager speak well for him in front of the emperor, he would never have been so easily regained as a marquis. The money family would have made a lot of efforts behind this.

The housekeeper made the tea and left the study.

"This is a new tea from the tea house this year. Although it tastes bitter in the mouth, it tastes sweet in the end. Have a taste, Mr. Hou“ Qian Jubao picked up the tea at hand and noticed Fang Jingrong's look while drinking it.

Fang Jingrong is not in a hurry. After all, when he comes to pick up Baoyin this time, he has to pass the test of gathering treasure.

A small sip of tea, as Qian Jubao said, the tea is a little bitter when it is imported and exported, but it has a different sweet aftertaste: "it's really a good tea“

"If you like it, I'll order someone to take some back." After a pause, Qian Jubao continued: "I know that there are some things I shouldn't say, but today for the future of my family, there are some things I have to say."

Fang Jingrong is a smart man. The Qian family lost to the Yue family because of the official salt management right, and was fined half of the family property because of Su Miaomiao's affair. Although the Qian family said that he had traveled abroad, Fang Jingrong thought that Qian Duojin was really dead.

In this way, the family of Qian is very thin. Even if Qian Jubao has a heart, he can't afford it. Now if the whole family of Qian is not supported, the industry that has been accumulated for so many years will be destroyed overnight.

"Dad, we are a family now. I'm here to pick up Baoyin this time. Don't you understand what I mean?" Fang Jingrong shows his mind. Qian Jubao looks dignified. What else can he do now besides relying on Fang Jingrong.

Qian Jubao emptied the cup of tea, sighed and said: "you know, my Qian family is thin now. You can take Baoyin back, but you have to promise me that she will not be wronged at all. I want you to swear to Qian that no matter what happens to this generation, you will fight your life to protect Baoyin and her mother and son“

"Dad, all I do is for the sake of the Qian family. As long as I have this title, I will not allow the Qian family to be bullied at all. Dad, you can rest assured that the humiliation we have suffered by the Yue family today will be paid back by them in the future." This time, Fang Jingrong found a bigger backer. Since all the people in Dashun were unreliable, why didn't he go to another country? But he is not a fool. If he has no chance of winning, he will not risk his identity.

"Well, Dad came to you this time just to remind you that you have to think clearly about every step you take in the future. It's not easy for you to get your title back this time. You don't want to lose it again easily." Qian Jubao paused and continued: "now I have news that the border of Dashun is not peaceful in the past two years, so eating is also ambitious. If you can make another contribution and get the emperor's reuse, don't you worry that you don't have real power?"

"Thank you for your request. I will be careful this time and live up to your good intentions." Fang Jingrong's words fell, and his tone suddenly became gentle: "Dad, where is Baoyin“

”Let's talk about it as a father. It's late today. You'll stay in this mansion for one night and leave tomorrow“ The money gathers treasure words to fall, wave to let housekeeper come in.

"Take the Marquis to the room to have a rest first." Qian Jubao understands that Baoyin still has a heart knot. All her thoughts are on the child because she thinks that the child is white.

Fortunately, at the beginning, Bai Ziyan promised him that he didn't say anything about Baoyin's baby. Otherwise, not only the face of the Qian family would be gone, but Baoyin would be in a state of depression.

Watching the housekeeper take Fang Jingrong away from his study, Qian Jubao orders the kitchen to hold a banquet in the evening. At the same time, he takes Baoyin's favorite tremella and lotus seed soup and goes to the courtyard where Qian lives.

Qian Baoyin lives in Xiyuan of Qianfu.

Because of the remoteness here, no one would disturb us on weekdays. For the convenience of taking Baoer, Qian Baoyin deliberately moved here.

Just in winter, it snowed for two days and finally cleared up.

Qian Baoyin puts a cotton padded jacket on Qian Baoer, who is more than half a year old. Xie Yu puts two big heaters in the pavilion. For the sake of saving some heat, the pavilion made of glazed tile roof is covered with white fox fur. Qian Baoyin holds Qian Baoer and looks at the blue sky through the glazed tile roof.

There is only a small hole in the pavilion to breathe. I'm afraid that Qian Baoyin is hungry. I just took the pavilion with the ready snacks and added some good incense charcoal to the heater. As soon as I opened the curtain of white fox skin, I saw Qian Jubao enter the yard.

Jieyu rushed forward to give Qian Jubao a gift: "master."

Qian Jubao waved to her: "go down and do your own business."

After Jieyu retreated, Qian Jubao opened the curtain of white fox skin and entered the pavilion.

"Dad, can you be more careful when you come in, lift the curtain too big and freeze my baby?" Qian Baoyin raised his head with a sense of blame in his eyes.

"Well, well, it's all dad's fault. Dad will be more careful in the future." Qian Jubao put down the lotus seed soup in his hand, and saw that bao'er in Qian Baoyin's arms was smiling at him, which immediately aroused his interest.

"Tut Tut, Bo'er is so good. Let's have a hug from my grandmother." As soon as Qian Jubao reached out his hand, Qian Baoyin gave him a fierce look.

"Dad, you just came in from outside. Your hands are too cold. If you hold bao'er, he will cry." Qian Baoyin pursed his lips, and his stingy appearance made Qian Jubao feel sad.

"Well, well, dad doesn't hold it, dad doesn't hold it." Qian Jubao picked up the tremella lotus seed soup at hand: "come on, this lotus seed soup is deliberately made by my father in the kitchen. It's still hot. You should drink more of this soup now, or you will starve my baby."