Seeing that Jia's mother was in a good mood, Jia Rong thought it was time to say something.

He deliberately showed his sorrow in front of Jia Mu.

Jia Mu saw it and asked him: "What are you worried about?"

"Yesterday my grandson went out to meet his classmates and wore a blue robe.

My classmates all laughed at my grandson, saying he was vulgar and had peonies embroidered on his blue robe."

Before Jia Mu could speak, Yuanyang spoke first.

"What the hell, how can you embroider peonies on a blue robe? If you want to embroider red, it should be plum blossoms."

Jia Mu nodded.

Thinking of You's useless temperament, Jia Mu couldn't help but pity her grandnephew.

She looked at the many girls in the room.

The older ones include Yuanyang, Qingwen, and Xueyan.

Why not just let Xue Yan pass.

Yuanyang understands Jia Mu's thoughts best, and sees Jia Mu's eyes lingering on Xue Yan.

She felt a little sour in her heart and said: "Xueyan's needlework skills are the best, and none of us can compare with her."

Snow Goose?

Isn’t this the girl next to Lin Daiyu?

It's better to forget it and leave it to Lin Daiyu.

Jia Rong approached Jia Mu, sat down at Jia Mu's feet, took Jia Mu's hand and said.

"I know that my ancestors love their grandchildren the most, so please take pity on me and give me the mandarin duck."

Jia Mu immediately laughed and poked his head with her finger, "Okay, so that's what you had in mind."

"Oh, our mandarin duck is so cute.

If our ancestors use this one, Brother Rong will come and ask for it."

The voice arrives before anyone arrives, and the penetrating power of Sister Feng's voice is not ordinary.

Everyone in this room became happy and waited for her arrival.

The first one to enter was not Wang Xifeng, but the round-faced Jia Baoyu.

Following behind was Xi Ren, so she was nervous about Jia Baoyu.

Wang Xifeng entered with a shining hairpin on her head, looking bright and charming.

The Wang family is rich. In Wang Xifeng's words, sweeping copper coins from the cracks in the ground is more than what other families can chew in a year.

Now she can still sway gracefully, but when the hole in Rongguo Mansion becomes bigger and bigger, she won’t have so many headdresses on her head.

Jia Rong stood up to greet Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng bowed slightly in return.

Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun, who came in later, followed to greet Jia Rong, and Jia Rong gave them gifts in return.

Wang Xifeng: "Yuanyang is a good person around my ancestors. You want to leave, what should I do?"

"There are so many people over there, why do you come here to ask for people?"

Wang Xifeng has a sharp tongue, and she can be fooled if she is not careful.

There are so many people, why don’t you use it and insist on coming here to get it?

It’s not useless.

If it can be useful, will you come here to ask for it?

Jia Rong needs to speak nicely.

If bad things about Ningguo Mansion reach Jia Zhen’s ears, then it’s Jia Rong’s fault.

He annoyed Jia Zhen and asked Jia Zhen to wear small shoes for herself.

But if this was not said tactfully, Jia Mu would not let him go.

Jia Rong looked embarrassed, "There are some things that are not good to say in front of the aunts."

"Second Uncle Lian married a woman like you, and it will be much quieter. Unlike my yard, which is so lively and annoying that I can't get rid of it."

"How about you come over to my place and let me clear my ears?"

Jia Rong asked Wang Xifeng for help.

This is indeed the case, otherwise he would not have come here to ask for help.

Jia Zhen has the final say in Ningguo Mansion. No one can disobey Jia Zhen as long as Jia Zhen speaks.

The back garden of Ningguo Mansion was filled to the brim with Jia Zhen, filled with the warblers and swallows he brought back from outside.

Those who are favored just want to make more money and get more benefits.

Jia Zhen's recent concubine actually put her idea on his head, saying that she would bring her sister into the house and send him to Jia Rong to serve her.

After finally refusing, another concubine came over and offered herself a pillow.

It's so considerate to ask for help.

His yard became a sieve, and anyone who wanted to come could come.

Who should take care of it?

Youshi, haha.

Jia Zhen, think too much.

He only cares about himself and cares about your life and death.

Manage it yourself?

The people below are disobedient. They don’t have any power and can’t use the killing stick.

Besides, don’t you feel ashamed to quarrel with these women?

Jia Rong told Jia Mu her difficult story.

Jia Mu slapped the table, "That's too presumptuous."

Wang Xifeng: "These dog slaves don't even know their last names."

"You are eating my food, drinking my food, and you still dare to be so presumptuous. Only the people over there dare to do this. If the slaves of Rongguo Mansion were like this, would this day be okay?"

Wang Xifeng's lips were chattering so no one else could get a word in.

Whether we can let the mandarin ducks pass, we still have to ask Mother Jia to speak.

Jia Rong looked at Jia Mu and said, "Please help me."

"You're a very greedy kid. Our ancestors are used to dealing with Yuanyang."

Jia Rong showed a wry smile.

Wang Xifeng looked at Yuanyang and saw Yuanyang lowered his head and remained motionless.

What does Yuanyang girl mean?

Is it possible that she is willing to go?

Not long ago, I came to ask for a mandarin duck, but my ancestors didn’t give it to me. Isn’t it because he wanted to give it to Jia Rong?

Wang Xifeng did not dare to speak nonsense and waited for Jia Mu to make a decision.

Jia Mu knew it was time to speak for herself, "You go back first and let me think about it."

"Yes. The great-nephew is resigning."

He walked through the corridor, passed through the second door, and exited the backyard.

I met Jia Lian in the corridor.

"Brother Rong, here."

Jia Lian came back from outside holding a box with a smile on his face, as if something happy had happened.

"Second Uncle Lian." Jia Rong greeted.

"I got a good treasure today, a porcelain vase from the Tang Dynasty. I bought it for only 3,600 taels of silver. Do you think it's cheap?"

Jia Lian opens the gift box for Jia Rong to watch.

This is a painting of a lady wearing hairpins from the Tang Dynasty, and a gold porcelain vase painted with overglaze colors.

It is indeed a good thing.

"A rare good thing was actually encountered by my second uncle."

Jia Rong couldn't help but touch it. This porcelain is really good.
To be continued...