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Chapter 52

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After dinner..,

A few people from Ningguo Province..,

They did not stay in Rongguo Province for long..,

When it was about time..,

They went back to the residence.

"Aunt, I found out that in three days..,

Madam will bring grandma..,

And grandma Lin to the temple to offer incense..,

It will probably take an entire day to come back, "the maid beside Hong Xiu, Bi Yan, whispered.

"Really? Will master go? "Hong Xiu was delighted.

"This servant doesn't know,

I don't think so. Master's leg is injured..,

Although he has been recuperating for more than two months..,

But today, when he went to Rongguo Province for dinner, master didn't go,

I think he hasn't fully recovered,

I don't think he'll go, "Bi Yan said.

"This needs to be confirmed carefully." Hong Xiu was a little dissatisfied,

What did she mean by should? What if master went? Then everything she did would be in vain,

Moreover, she would alert the enemy and let grandma find out,

Wouldn't it be even harder to do it next time.

Bi Yan was a little troubled, and said, "Sakura Temple is now under grandma's control,

And grandma has madam's support,

Now Sakura Temple is..,

It's simply airtight. This servant really has no way of inquiring about the news of Luo Ying Courtyard. This time, I learned that Madam took Grandmother to burn incense, and I heard it from Rong Guo Manor. "

Hong Xiu pursed her lips and said, "I know it's a little difficult, but you also know the situation in our mansion. When my late grandmother was still alive, although she was mean, she didn't like me very much. Therefore, since I was the son of a servant and had the support of my wife, I could still live a good life. Later, my late grandmother died, and I was in charge of Master's yard. Our good days were really coming. But now, my stepgrandmother has married into the family, and the servants in our mansion are all scoundrels who sail according to the wind. Now, we are punished by Madam to copy scriptures, and we can't even see Master's face. How can we live a good life in the future? Don't you find that the monthly allowance given to us is getting less and less?"

Bi Yan's eyes reddened, "It's been hard on you, concubine mother. How good would it be if young master didn't marry the stepgrandmother?" Especially after the late grandma died, when concubine mother was in charge of the young master's courtyard, other than madam and the servants in master's courtyard, all the other servants were flattering her. Now, all of them ran away faster than anything else, as if she was some kind of plague that would be infected with just a touch.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What is my status, and what is the young master's status? The heir of Rongguo Province, the heir who will inherit the title of nobility in the future, how could he not marry a new grandmother for the young master? I just didn't expect that the new grandmother would be liked by madam so quickly." Hong Xiu was a little angry when she thought about it. In the past, madam had clearly supported her, but now that there was a new grandmother, she began to support the new grandmother and suppress her. Sure enough, madam could not be trusted.

If Madam Jia He knew what Hong Xiu was thinking in her heart, she would probably be furious. Previously, she praised Hong Xiu only to suppress the Qian Clan. However, Xia Lu was different. She lowered herself in front of her and was especially considerate of Jia Zhen. She still wanted to hold a grandson, so naturally, she would not help concubine mother suppress the legal wife.

In fact, Hong Xiu also contributed a lot to Madam Jia He being able to accept Xia Lu so quickly. If Hong Xiu had not asked Jia Zhen to visit her on the wedding night, Xia Lu would not have broken Jia Zhen's leg, and would not have framed Jia Zhen, saying that Jia Zhen accidentally stepped on air and fell off the bed in order to visit concubine mother. In this way, Madam Jia He would not have given Xia Lu the right to be the housekeeper so quickly in order to appease him. Later, because of the pastry incident, Madam Jia He felt even more guilty towards Xia Lu.

"Concubine mother, it's not a problem. As long as your belly is good and you quickly give birth to young master's child, your good days will come," Bi Yan comforted her.

"I think so too. Master is already twenty years old and doesn't have a child. As long as I grasp this opportunity and strive to be pregnant with Master's child, even if Madam doesn't like me, she will like a grandson," Hong Xiu said firmly. "Since the Sakura Temple is strict now, you can go to my small treasury and take fifty taels of silver. I don't believe that those people in the Sakura Temple will not be moved by fifty taels of silver."

"Fifty taels? Isn't it too much? "Concubine mother's monthly salary was only two taels of silver, and this was under the condition that the servants did not deduct too much. Now that she took out fifty taels of silver all of a sudden, it would take more than two years to save up all of her monthly salary.

"If you don't sacrifice the child, you can't trap the wolf. As long as this matter is successful, how many fifty taels of silver can I not take out?" Hong Xiu held back her strength. Fifty taels of silver was really a little painful for her. Fortunately, she had been in charge of the young master's courtyard for a year before. Otherwise, how could she take out so much money in one go?

"Yes." Hearing Hong Xiu say so, Bi Yan did not care about the pain in her heart. She had spent so much money, so she must do this matter well. As long as her concubine mother had a future, she would have a future.

"You're back? Did you have fun in Rongguo Province today? " Jia Zhen put down the pen in his hand. He was a little dizzy. This woman was really too much. She did not know how to punctuate when she read an article. Just reading a story book, she still needed him to copy a new one. Punctuating sentences for this woman was simply too much.

"We just had dinner. What's so fun about it? Is this book done?" Xia Lu walked to Jia Zhen's side and flipped through the story book that Jia Zhen had copied. En, he had actually finished copying. She was very surprised. She would not be bored for a period of time. "You've finished it.

In the future, if you have such a story book, don't ask me to punctuate sentences for you. I still need to study the Four Books and Five Classics and strive to take the imperial examination next year. You too, learn how to punctuate sentences well. Don't be like before, you can't even understand a story book. You don't even know where a sentence ends. "Jia Zhen despised her. He used to think that this woman was quite literary. Now, looking at her, she was even worse than a three-year-old child. She couldn't even understand a story book. He had to punctuate sentences for her to understand it.

Xia Lu rolled her eyes and carefully put away the story book that Jia Zhen had punctuated sentences for her. Hehe, if it wasn't for the fact that there was nothing to pass the time here, would this sister be willing to read this kind of story about a scholar's counterattack? First, he was favored by a rich family's young miss. Then, there were two or three things that he had to talk about with the rich family's young miss. There were also two or three things about his childhood sweetheart and the little girl next door. In the end, he was clearly in love. He participated in the imperial examination and became the top scorer. Then, he was fancied by some first-rank official and was recruited as his son-in-law. The rich family's young miss was willing to be his concubine. Finally, with the help of his father-in-law, he embarked on the road to success.

Reading this kind of story was not as good as reading the Mary Sue story from her previous life. At least there were punctuated sentences, and it was easy to understand. It was not like these stories about a scholar's counterattack. She did not even know when a sentence ended.

"What do you think if I write a story book?" Xia Lu's eyes lit up. The stories here were all very simple. It was either a scholar's counterattack or a general's counterattack. They were all the same. In the end, he would be in power and surrounded by women. She really wanted to write about other themes, such as the story of Brother Xiao Yao, Ling Er, and Yue Ru. Although she had never played games, she had watched TV dramas. She felt that the First Fairy was the best TV series among the Xianxia stories. As for the later ones, other than the Third Fairy which was slightly better, she really didn't want to watch the other 50 cents special effects.

"You?" Jia Zhen seemed to have heard something very funny. "You don't even know how to punctuate sentences, and you want to write a story book? I didn't hear wrongly, did I? "Jia Zhen said and laughed. In the end, he held his stomach and looked like he had laughed too much.

"Is it very funny?" Xia Lu narrowed her eyes and clasped her hands together. Her ten fingers were clenched so tightly that they made cracking sounds.

"No, it's not funny. You write, I support you." Jia Zhen's strong desire to live saw Xia Lu's expression and immediately gave up.

"Hmph, if I write it, it will definitely make your eyes light up." Xia Lu did not doubt the attractiveness of The First Fairy. However, she had to be able to describe the story completely. It did not mean that after watching a TV series, one could write a good story. On the other hand, some good stories might not be good after being made into a TV series. It was the same principle.

"Should I think of a pen name before writing it?" Xia Lu thought carefully.

"There's no need to think. In the end, only I will read your story book. There's no need to think of a pen name." Jia Zhen thought to himself. This woman who did not know how to punctuate sentences actually thought about it thoroughly. She even wanted to think of a pen name.

"Why are you the only one reading it?" Xia Lu was a little confused and asked.

"Because you are my wife. Among the men, only I can read your ink brush and our future son can read it. Among the women, you can give them your handkerchief friends. However, you grew up at the border. In the capital, there are no handkerchief friends. In the end, I am the only one reading it," Jia Zhen explained to Xia Lu.

Xia Lu pursed her lips. It was another feudal habit. Thinking about the modern world, there were so many novel websites and so many female writers. If women could only read what they wrote for their husbands, sons, and female friends, then many novel websites would close down and many excellent stories would be buried. Thinking of this, Xia Lu thought of women's books. Because the audience was small, these books were only passed down to women and not men. When women died, these books would be buried with them. Therefore, there was very little historical information passed down. Thinking of this, Xia Lu felt a little depressed.

"I don't care. I just want a pen name." Xia Lu was not convinced.

"Okay, I'll help you come up with a pen name." Jia Zhen thought about it. Coming up with a pen name was also a pleasure in the boudoir.

"I'll think of it myself. Why do I need you to come up with it?" Xia Lu was dissatisfied. She was not Jia Zhen's child.

"You are my wife. How can you go by yourself? A woman's pen name is chosen by her father and Husband." Jia Zhen was dissatisfied. This woman actually wanted to come up with a pen name for herself. Did she have any respect for him, her Husband?

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