NOVEL NEXT Chapter 88:
But as long as the girl from the Wei family is the official wife, it will be fine if the Wei family can save their face.
The Zhongyong Hou Mansion will remain standing for a day, and the Qian family will not dare to treat the girls of his Wei Mansion harshly.
As for the worries of many children, it is not important at all to Liu and Weiping.
Just like Mrs. Liu asked, which husband doesn’t have a few concubines in his backyard?
Wei Hanzhang's three uncles had concubines, and several married cousins also had concubines. Several uncles and cousins who returned to Beijing to defend the palace also had concubines, including her father Wei Heng, who also had concubines.
Don’t say that Mrs. Liu was unwilling to listen at all. Even if she did, she still wouldn’t understand Wei Hanzhang’s thoughts.
In this era, the concubine she was considering was absurd and out of place.
The father and daughter walked a few steps. Wei Heng looked at his daughter, who was already taller than his shoulders, and sighed again.
He thought for a while, then finally spoke to persuade: "Your grandmother has her own reasons for her considerations. The fourth son of the Qian family is a perfect match for you. If you miss the Qian family, I'm afraid no Marquis will come to discuss marriage."
Hearing this, Wei Hanzhang was startled. He raised his eyes and looked at him without saying a word. Under the moonlight, his expression could not be discerned.
Seeing her silence, Wei Heng added, "It's true that he brought his concubine to our house for a visit. However, the Qian family's century-old mansion has always respected rules. I guess his elders didn't know about this. Ran Ran If you are still willing to discuss marriage with the Qian family, your father will ask the husband of the Qian family to send this concubine away before your marriage."
He said warmly: "Don't worry, after you get married, if he dares to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife, his father will not sit idly by and watch. With two elders watching, he will never be so out of tune again. Wait. After you get to know each other well, with my son’s character and talent, why should we worry about our relationship not being loving?”
Wei Hanzhang listened quietly to Wei Heng's sincere persuasion. As a father, he was indeed responsible, and he was really careful and thoughtful to resolve his daughter's worries and dissatisfaction about the marriage one by one.
If you are not satisfied that the other party has an extramarital affair, then send him away before marriage.
If you are dissatisfied with Qian Silang's behavior, then promise to take care of her after marriage and prevent her from being bullied after marriage.
She also firmly believes that her daughter’s talent and beauty will definitely win her husband’s love and love.
Although he said it euphemistically, he actually recognized Liu in his heart.
He wants to marry into the Qian family.
After coming to this conclusion, Wei Hanzhang couldn't tell how he felt. He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Dad, what do you think of your relationship with A Niang?"
Wei Heng looked slightly startled and said: "Your mother is gentle and virtuous. She is generous to my concubines and impartial in the upbringing of her children. She has never been jealous or tyrannical. With her here, I don't need to worry about the affairs of the house."
"That's right," Wei Hanzhang nodded slowly and concluded, "My mother is indeed gentle and virtuous. I have been in harmony with you and treated you like a guest for half my life."
At this point, she paused and then said, "So, do you think you and your wife are loving?"
“…What does Ran Ran want to say?” Wei Heng’s face turned pale, and he lowered his head and said, “What do you think is wrong with your mother and me?”
"It's just a way of living together," Wei Hanzhang felt an uncontrollable irritation in her heart after seeing the indifference to family affection in this prince's mansion, and thinking about the ending of the Jiang family in the original novel. She said bluntly, "If this is also applauded, Then who will my mother-in-law have a bad life with?"
They spend their lives like this. It is true that they respect and respect their husband. There may be some affection, but where is there any talk of affection?
The man himself has no idea how much he has benefited from his concubines, dancers, and maids, yet he still expects his wife to consistently consider this marriage to be a "loving" one. You are my only one, and I am one of yours, so how can we talk about love?
Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if a woman's heart was really made of stone and invulnerable?
At night, there was no one else in the courtyard except for a few slaves carrying a chariot in the distance. It was extremely quiet. Wei Hanzhang's voice was clearly audible, but Wei Heng still suspected that he had heard wrongly.
He frowned and said in a heavier voice, "What did you just say?"
"What I mean is that A Niang can be gentle and virtuous, generous to concubines, and impartial to concubines. It's not that she is born with a lack of the emotion of 'jealousy', but that she doesn't care, or that she knew it earlier. It’s useless to worry about this.”
"I'm the same as Auntie. If my husband finds someone else and is ruthless in the future, I can manage not to care," Wei Hanzhang said in a soft but firm tone, "But that's not mutual affection between husband and wife, let alone 'love.' , no one wants such 'love'."
She looked calm and came to a conclusion: "That's called 'living together'. It doesn't matter who the partner is."
After finishing speaking, Wei Hanzhang took a deep breath, summoned his sedan chariot, and retired behind Wei Heng, who was standing motionless.
Tonight was the first time she had a private conversation with Wei Heng, her biological father, since she returned to Wei Mansion. Her words may have been a bit disobedient, but they were not honest and she spoke from her heart.
Are all men so confident that they really feel that while their wives and concubines are harmonious, they can also wholeheartedly admire themselves and be loving and affectionate?
…
After his daughter left for a long time, Wei Heng, who was standing still, slowly moved and got on the sedan chair.
Jingya Hall.
Today there was a banquet at the house, and the daughters-in-law entertained the distinguished guests with great spirits. Jiang was recovering from a serious illness and had been taking medicine to nurse her back to health. She finally got better, but she couldn't bear the burden. Went to bed early.
Neither did he know that his daughter was called to the study room overnight, nor did he know about the exchange between father and daughter.
When Wei Heng came, except for the two lanterns under the eaves of Jingya Hall, the entire courtyard was shrouded in the moonlight, looking quiet and lonely.
When the woman who was watching the night saw her master arriving, she hurriedly called for someone to wait on her, but was interrupted by Wei Heng's hiss.
He bypassed the woman who was watching the night and entered the room. He also waved away the two maids who were watching the night in the room, and walked to the bed alone.
Hands were placed on the collar of the clothes, and the inner buttons were unbuttoned one by one...
Jiang was woken up by the heat. She has always been afraid of cold but not heat. Even though it was already midsummer, there was no ice in the room. It was originally covered with a brocade quilt, which was just right, but tonight she felt inexplicably hot.
I want to turn over and find a cooler place to lie down, but I can’t move...
“Madam, are you awake?”
Just as he moved uneasily, a voice came to his ears. Jiang opened his eyes, looked at Wei Heng's face close at hand, and frowned: "Why are you here, sir?"
"Why can't you come over?" Wei Heng smiled slightly, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and said softly: "I can't remember when did the lady stop calling me husband?"
"The children are about to get married. Isn't it ridiculous to still call them the same names they used when they first got married?" Jiang held his arm and said, "I'm a little hot. Master, please let go of me." (This chapter) over)