The Madame Jiang vented her dissatisfaction indignantly. To be able to say all these in front of so many people, it was clear that he did not place his own niece in her eyes. Even if the First Princess' courtyard did not have the young mistress, he would not propose to marry her.
Qing Luo was a precious treasure in the hearts of her own family. She wouldn't allow anyone to insult her like this, let alone being a concubine.
Don't be anxious, I will ask around about this matter, and see what the Heir Rongxing has in mind, we can deal with it easily, but he can't still be silent, we'll just go up and reject him, then we'll really be beaten up.
Chiang also hated him to the point that his teeth itched. If he did not have that intention and just went forward to explain it to him, wouldn't he be leaving a message for others?
When he thought about how the Heir Rongxing would use his niece's name to beat Tai Chi, the Chiang clenched his teeth so hard that they almost broke. He wanted to hold the person he was protecting and protect, but he was actually trampled so easily.
"I'm afraid that by the time you inquire about Xin'er, it will be too late. Heir Rongxing is the biological son of Princess Ning Yuan after all.
"Even if Grand Princess Ning Yuan knew this wasn't dignified, people would still get close to her. Since her son is begging for her help, she should at least pity her son and abide by the rules. But it's not impossible for her to give up someone else's daughter for her son."
"In any case, at the end of the story, the one who tricked us is Qing Luo. If I don't be this concubine, it won't be easy to find a good wife. If I do that concubine, my reputation and dignity will be gone."
The Madame Jiang said as she wiped away her tears, "Qingluo that child is really suffering, her mother went early, and her stepmother was very thin. It wasn't easy for her to return to the capital, but she had suffered many hardships."
"For my first time attending a banquet, such a thing happened. Forget about the Heir Rongxing, let's talk about a girl's reputation, if she were to lose it, what would I do in this lifetime?"
The duo looked at each other in dismay. They did not know what to do. If it was an ordinary family, or even officials of the same rank as them, they might have already beaten Chiang Jiang Huairen.
He was still a third rank official after all, so he couldn't let his nephew and daughter suffer any grievances. But this was Grand Princess Ning Yuan, the emperor's own sister. No matter how hard you grit your teeth, you still didn't have the right to speak.
"Let's pay respects to father first. We can discuss this matter slowly later. There will be a way eventually." Master Jiang was a little depressed, but what had happened, since he could not hide, he could only face it.
"Right away." Madame Jiang's Zhang Shi lost all spirit and let the thrush in to help him wash her face, combed her hair, and then followed Master Jiang to the courtyard.
"Greetings, Father!" The two of them walked in and kowtowed to Old Master Jiang, "I already said, there's no need to be so courteous, we're just going out." Old Master Jiang was rather lax with the rules.
Usually, he didn't need his son's wife to kowtow to him. Usually, it would be a blessing to come over and pay respects. However, every time his son's wife went out, she would come back and pay her respects and report to him.
This meant that his son's wife would obey the etiquette upon knowing the rules. If it wasn't for the rules, then her character would not be much worse.
"What's wrong, did you suffer inside the Grand Princess Mansion?" When the two of them raised their heads, Old Master Jiang could tell that something was amiss. After staying in the government for his entire life, he had almost become smart.
"It's nothing serious. Father, don't worry about your son." He thought about how his father was too old for this, even though he still held the position of the right-general in charge of the first-tier superintendent. Even the Emperor didn't want his father to work too hard.
Every time he faced the Sage, as long as he was not in the hall, he would be bestowed a seat. How could he let his father suffer from such trifling matters? Furthermore, there would always be peace in the court.
That year, when his sister had left, his father had been sick. Although he had recovered quite well, the Chiang was afraid.
Since it's not a big deal, just let me know and treat it as entertainment. Since I have nothing better to do, then just treat it as looking for something to do. You don't have to be so careful because I'm in good health.
The Old Master could already tell that there was something that had troubled his son and his wife. Seeing that he was holding it in and did not say it, he also knew that his son did not want him to worry too much.
However, as a father, how could he just sit back and do nothing? Moreover, his son was still a dutiful and obedient person. Even if he couldn't solve the problem, he could at least share the burden with him and lessen the pressure in his son's heart.
"Father, your son is useless." After hearing his father's words, the Master Jiang Jiang Huairen felt a pang in his heart. However, he truly did not have any good ideas. Since his father wanted to know, he might as well casually chat with him.
"When we went to the Grand Princess Mansion today, the Princess Mingxia broke his hand, and Qingluo went to help him deal with it. In the end, the Heir Rongxing met her right in the center, and the Heir Rongxing doted on her …"
Master Jiang Jiang Huairen had learned from his father what had happened. Only during the process did Master Jiang realize that his nephew's daughter had too much guts. What had just happened was not something an ordinary girl could do.
He was too busy getting worried for his niece when he realized that the young lady he was talking about was the one he knew and the one who was bullied by others. She was not the same person.
"Are you talking about Qingluo?" On the other hand, Old Master Jiang could tell that the main character of this matter was not like the little girl from his daughter's house. She was knowledgeable about medicine, bold and stubborn.
He dared to act on his own accord and treat the princess' injuries, dared to publicly contradict the Crown Prince, dared to act on a patient who couldn't even be treated by the imperial physicians. Without mentioning anything else, with just his personality and unyielding character, how could he possibly be bullied in the Zheng Mansion?
Although she couldn't always go head to head with her stepmother, if she had this kind of personality, she would have already fought to the death. How would she have the opportunity to return to the capital?
After being asked by the Old Master, the Master Jiang was also a little unsure, "As I'm talking, I don't think it looks like it, is this Qingluo?" Master Jiang turned around and asked his wife.
"Of course it's Qingluo. Other than the princess who fell in the backyard, I haven't seen the rest of them from head to toe. It's our Qingluo."
"You guys haven't seen Qingluo. I've been in contact with her for a while now, and she's a good child. She learns everything very quickly, so just tell me about pharmacology. She only learned it after returning to the capital."
"It's only been a few months and she dares to treat others. You see, I'm not wrong, right? This girl is smart, and has good looks, a good temper, and even knows how to be polite. She definitely won't break the rules."
"And that ceremonial posture, even if it's specially trained by the palace's mama, it might not be comparable to our family's Blue Luan. One starting point, one looking up, one getting lucky, it all makes you feel like you're performing."
"It's not that bad anyway. Qingluo is most similar to our family's aunt in this aspect. If she's not our biological daughter, then she's more like a mother."
With just a single praise of Qingluo, Madame Jiang's Zhang clan could no longer hold it in, and even complimented Qingluo's own mother. Madame Jiang's Zhang clan knew this, Old Master doted on his own aunt the most.
As long as he mentioned his grandaunt, the old man would be able to help Qingluo think of a way. Such a good child made her feel wronged.
"Father, you have to save Qingluo. I've never seen a child that knows more about things than her. She's still so young, yet I haven't seen her enjoy any blessings. Instead, she's suffered so much."
Madame Jiang Zhang was sincere when she said these words. This child had grown up and had suffered a lot, but he did not know where the eyes of heaven had grown. How could he be bullied endlessly by kind-hearted people?
"Qingluo is my biological granddaughter, of course I have to deal with it. However, this matter still needs a long term plan, after all, we have to face the people from the royal family. Breaking hands with the royal family does not just require strength, it also requires brains."
Old Master Jiang tapped his own head with his finger with a bit of excitement on his face. The more difficult the problem, the more challenging it would be.
His son was good anywhere. He was obedient and understanding. Whenever he encountered a difficult problem, he would panic. If he panicked, he wouldn't be able to see the essence of the problem. Things that weren't too difficult to solve before would become troublesome.
"Huairen, the more you encounter something that's difficult to resolve, the more you can't be in a rush. You have to think carefully about the matter and think of the crux of the matter. Look for a suitable cut-in point and hit it right in the middle. Just based on the matter now, what do you think?"
His father was going to teach him something, so Master Jiang immediately sat up straight and started to think about the whole matter carefully. Old Master Jiang was not anxious, so he picked up the teacup by his side and started to drink the tea slowly.
"Father, this matter isn't difficult at all. If it's something our family doesn't want, we can just turn it down, but today's matter is related to the royal family, so it's a little tricky. Besides, if it really was Grand Princess Ning Yuan who personally sent people to propose, then this matter really wouldn't be easy to handle."