Chapter 878 Another Happy Event
A Taoist priest?
Although the prince did not reveal any information from beginning to end.
But this was half of Sun Shaozong's home turf after all, and the Taoist priest did not deliberately conceal his identity when he entered and left Wangjiang Tower. Therefore, not long after the banquet, Sun Shaozong found out the other party's basic identity.
This is not really good news.
Because this indicated that the prince's trust in the Taoist priest had reached a considerable level - you know, the current prince was already quite neurotic, and Sun Shaozong didn't want him to be infected with any religious fanaticism.
Especially with the example of King Zhongshun...
It seems that I have to have a frank talk with the Taoist priest as soon as possible, so as to avoid any trouble in the future.
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He returned home with a lot on his mind. According to the schedule, he should have gone to You Erjie's room to rest. However, seeing that the lights in the main room and the living room were still brightly on, Sun Shaozong planned to go over first to say hello to Ruan Rong.
But after entering the room, they saw it was packed with people. Not only were Xiangling, You Erjie and their servants all present, but even the eldest sister-in-law Jia Yingchun came with her children.
It's not a festival, and it's late at night...
"Second Master is very happy!"
"Congratulations, Master!"
"Congratulations to the Second Master!"
Sun Shaozong was confused here, and all the women in the room gathered around him, talking about their congratulations.
At first, he was a little confused, and then Sun Shaozong cast his eyes on Ruan Rong. He saw her holding the table with one hand and protecting her stomach with the other. She stood up reluctantly and said with a smile, "Second Master."
Looking at her posture and hearing that she didn't say any auspicious words, how could Sun Shaozong not understand?
He then took two steps at a time and came closer, first greeting Jia Yingchun, the 'eldest sister-in-law', and then took Ruan Rong's hand, and asked happily: "Are you pregnant again?"
Ruan Rong just smiled, but Jia Yingchun said, "Sister Rong has been feeling weak these days. I asked a doctor to come to my house today and found out that she is pregnant."
As an experienced mother, Ruan Rong should have noticed the abnormality in her body long ago. However, due to the war in southern Xinjiang, she had been suffering from insomnia and nightmares for half a month. Her physical and mental state was already very poor, so she did not notice it.
Having said that, after it was confirmed that she was pregnant, Ruan Rong's mood improved a lot. She sent Jia Yingchun away and even took the initiative to push Sun Shaozong into You Erjie's room.
Sun Shaozong tried to keep her again and again but failed, so he had to go back to the West Wing with You Erjie.
As soon as she entered the room, the smile on You Erjie's face fell. After sending Caixia to the outer room, she twisted her handkerchief and cried.
Sun Shaozong naturally knew why she did that.
He quickly put his arms around her waist from behind, buried his chin in her long black hair, and said with a chuckle, "What's there to cry about? If I try harder today, you might get pregnant."
You Erjie was unmoved, still sobbing, "I am useless. I have been married for more than two years, but I can't give you a son or a daughter..."
"What nonsense!"
Sun Shaozong scolded unhappily, picked up her tall and plump body, and put it heavily on his legs: "Excluding the time I was in Southern Xinjiang, you have only been with me for more than half a year. What's the rush?"
Seeing that these words still didn't work, Sun Shaozong found an opportunity and put his hand into her arms to tease her.
You Erjie's mature body was extremely sensitive. No matter how depressed she was, she couldn't help but feel aroused by his teasing.
Then she twisted her peach-like buttocks and said in a coquettish voice: "Master, I am talking to you about serious matters, why are you..."
"Isn't this decent enough?"
Holding her two long legs, Sun Shaozong exerted a little strength and changed the 'sitting position' to a horizontal embrace. The broken beard under his chin rubbed the jade-white collarbone, and he was about to slide his head into the loose collar.
"Master, I have something serious to say!"
You Er said something coquettish, but his youthful body was completely defenseless.
…
By the time she finally made the matter clear, more than half an hour had passed.
Actually, it’s not a big deal. I just want to go to Qixia Temple to pray for a child.
Ever since You Shi became pregnant on that mountain, this small nunnery has become a holy place in You Erjie's heart. Being such a money-loving person, she has donated a lot of money .
When Sun Shaozong just came back from Huguang last month, You Erjie actually wanted to take him over to pray for a child - she even found an excuse for "father and son recognizing each other" for this purpose.
Unfortunately, due to busy schedule, I was unable to go in the end.
But even if it really happened, he would not dare to reveal anything in front of the child. At most, he would just let Youshi call him "Daddy" a few times on the bed.
Before this, when I was in Ningguo Mansion, I had already...
Stop talking nonsense.
Knowing that You Erjie was upset because Ruan Rong was pregnant again, Sun Shaozong wanted to comfort her, so he agreed on the spot and took her to Qixia Temple to "pray for a child" after the rest period.
You Erjie was satisfied and put in extra effort, not stopping until late at night.
…
Not to mention how carefree and happy Sun Shaozong was while being a little drunk.
But after the banquet at Wangjiang Tower, there was a man who had not drunk a drop of alcohol the whole night but drank heavily as if he was drunk.
He returned to the small courtyard where he temporarily stayed, smiling naively all the way. When he opened the door of the main room, he saw his wife doing needlework under the candlestick. He rushed over without caring about anything and kissed the middle-aged woman who still had charm.
The woman was frightened at first, but only after his saliva covered his face did she react. She quickly held up her husband's face with a cloth and scolded him in disgust, "You're drunk again. How much did you drink today?!"
The man did not answer, but instead searched the entire room, and finally asked, "Where's Xiuyan? Go call her over to me!"
It turned out that this guy was none other than Xing Zhong, who was almost mistaken for an assassin by the guards on the Wangjiang Tower.
"This drunkard has only been quiet for a few days and he's already drinking again!"
Xing's wife spat in annoyance, but she didn't dare to provoke him too much. She was also worried that she couldn't handle it alone and might not be able to get him to the inner room later, so she went to the west wing and called Xing Xiuyan over.
When Xing Xiuyan heard that her father was drunk again, she hurriedly followed her mother to the main room. She originally wanted to coax Xing Zhong to the inner room to rest first, and then make some sobering soup for him.
Who would have thought that after entering the room, he would see Xing Zhong sitting at the table with his arms and legs spread out, his eyes sparkling, completely unlike his usual drunken appearance.
The mother and daughter were at a loss at the moment.
When Xing Zhong saw his daughter arrive, he pretended to pick up the teacup and took a sip. Suddenly, he slapped the table and asked, "Do you know who I met today?"
The mother and daughter looked at each other, and Xing's wife scolded, "Why are you so startled? Did you see the Queen Mother ?"
"Bah! You ignorant woman!"
Xing Zhong spat and glared at his wife, wanting to yell at her, but then he thought, he was now close to the emperor's descendants, so why should he bother with a stupid woman?
He immediately got into position again and said proudly, "I'm not afraid of scaring you to death if I tell you this! Today, I was at Wangjiang Tower and personally served the prince at his drinking party!"
Serving at drinking parties and the like is obviously just bragging.
But Xing's wife did not suspect anything, but was frightened. She patted her chest and shouted "Oh my God!", which made Xing Zhong even more complacent. He made up a lot of big stories, and almost said that the prince appreciated him very much and wanted to make him a marquis and a prime minister.
Now even Xing's wife could tell the truth, let alone Xing Xiuyan who was standing beside her.
She was helpless and was thinking about how to leave quietly, but Xing Zhong suddenly changed the subject and pointed it at her.
"Oh, girl, Sun's Erlang told me today that he has cleared a courtyard for you. You will be neighbors with Xiangling from his mansion. He also said that he will ask Xiangling to come to our house in a few days to discuss with you how to arrange the courtyard."
"Next to Xiangling?"
Xing Xiuyan's face immediately showed some joy. She had heard that although Xiangling was born a servant, she was a talented writer of poetry and literature, and had an excellent temper. It would be perfect for her to live next door to her.
"How could what Sun Jia Erlang said be false?"
Xing Zhong's face suddenly turned serious as he spoke, and he said without question, "You have always been a worry-free person, so I won't say much about other things, but there is one thing I must tell you in advance - after you enter the Sun family, no matter what, you must give birth to a son as soon as possible..."
"father!"
"master!"
Hearing him speak so bluntly, Xing Xiuyan blushed immediately, and Xing's wife beside her was also quite dissatisfied - it was not that she couldn't say this, but it was her, as a mother, who should say it.
"Did I say something wrong?"
However, Xing Zhong would not tolerate any rebuttal today. He glared and said, "I heard from Boss Jiang the other day that at Sun Jia Erlang's age, there is little chance for him to move up in the near future. If he really makes some achievements, he will probably only be given a title to his wife and children. We have no chance of being given a title to our wife, but we may still have hope of being given a title to our children!"
Then he added mysteriously, "I heard that the son born by Ruan Rong was awarded the seventh rank before he was even one year old!"
After hearing what her husband said, Xing's wife was actually quite moved.
As the saying goes, a mother's status depends on her son. Instead of marrying into a good family, why not give birth to a good son who can support the family?
If his grandson could follow the example of Sun Chengyi and be granted a title as soon as he is born, he would not necessarily be inferior to the legitimate sons and grandsons of other families in the future.
But Mrs. Xing was not as outspoken as her husband. Seeing her daughter's shyness and helplessness, she was afraid that she would lose face, so she interrupted and said, "It's nothing, but you speak as if it's true."
"Why is there no trace of it?"
Xing Zhong couldn't stand hearing this, and stiffened his neck and said, "Is my daughter worse than others? In terms of literacy, who among those vixen can compare to our girl?"
As she spoke, she suddenly picked up the embroidery frame on the table and threw it into the corner, scolding : "It's you, don't do useless things all day long. When you have time, tell the maid about the things about serving men, so that when the time comes..."
"father!"
Xing Xiuyan stomped her feet in embarrassment and couldn't help but run out of the door.
Xing's wife hurriedly chased after her daughter, and when she saw her daughter went straight into the west wing, she returned to the main room and complained helplessly, "Master, look at what you just said..."
"What's the matter?"
Xing Zhongyi glared: "Isn't it all for her own good that I said this?"
As he said this, he took advantage of the situation to hug his wife and said with a chuckle, "Besides, it's not just us men who feel comfortable with this..."
When he blew hot breath in her ear, Xing's wife softened a bit. After they half-pushed and half-pushed to the bed, and after he "persuaded" them with his hands and mouth for a while, she could only pant and respond. She prepared to find an opportunity to give her daughter some pre-marital training.
