In the morning of the third day of new year, Mrs. Wen told the maid to go to Chengxin Hall to deliver two messages.
First, was that King Yan didn’t blame Wei Luo for his tone at all, but instead praised him for his care and attention to Xiao Heng.
Second, King Yan asked the young couple to visit the Yin family.
Yin Hui and Wei Luo sat together on the mahogany chair in the north of the hall. When the maid told the first message, Yin Hui smiled, but when she finished the second, Yin Hui’s heart tightened, and she quietly looked at Wei Luo from the corner of her eye.
Wei Luo still had that ice face with no expression. He just sent the little maid back to report back that he would follow it.
After the girl left, Wei Luo said to Yin Hui, “You prepare the gifts, I’ll leave first.”
The palace’s guards were the guards of his father, and the soldiers were also celebrating the new year. His father was going to patrol the three guards. After that, he, the elder brother and the second elder brother respectively would take the rewards and go there.
Yin Hui sent him out, and as soon as Wei Luo left, a smile appeared on her face.
In the past, she always went back to her natal home by herself. Concubine Xu was worried that Xiao Heng was too young to catch the cold, so she was not allowed to take him with her. But with Wei Luo as her companion, she could finally take Xiao Heng to her grandfather.
Afraid that her grandfather would go out when they reach, Yin Hui gave Jinzhan a waist badge and asked her to go back and inform him.
When Jinzhan happily walked through the palace’s gate, Yin Jingshan and his wife were thinking about how to make the old man dispel the idea of adopting Yin Lang to the eldest family.
Chinese New Year was supposed to be a happy event, but the old man suddenly raised the issue of adoption. At that time, Yin Jingshan and Mrs. Zhao were in a daze, they couldn’t say anything reasonable to object.
“This must be Ah Hui’s idea. She was spoiled by the old man since she was a child, and she doesn’t think about us at all. She doesn’t want to help Rongrong get married, and she doesn’t want the Yin family’s money to go in our hands in the future. She wants to support Brother Lang to be used by her. She is the young wife of King Yan’s son, and has a noble status. Brother Lang is just a child now, but even if he grows up in the future, would he dare to go against her wishes? If the girl asks for money, he will obediently give it up. I am so mad, how can there be such a greedy and calculating person like her?!” Zhao Shi rubbed her chest while talking, wishing to drown Yin Hui with her spit.
Yin Jingshan gritted his teeth and said, “I never noticed that she was so ambitious. The old man gave her one million taels of private money, isn’t it enough for her?”
Every time Yin Jingshan thought about it, his heart hurted.
Mrs. Zhao asked nervously, “Do you think that the king is short of money again, and he is embarrassed to ask the Yin family for it, so he came up with this method?”
Yin Jingshan pondered for a moment, then shook his head, “Probably not! With the status of the prince, he won’t make excuses for the money. He can just tell us directly and we will have to give him the money obediently.”
Mrs. Zhao: “Then what about the third master? Is he keeping an eye on our family’s money? Wait, when the king is gone, he will be sealed as the county king and live in another house. Building a house is costly. The third master should not be planning for a rainy day (bad days), right? Now that he has supported Brother Lang, he will need money in the future. Otherwise, in more than ten years, he would already be grown up, and it is not appropriate for them to propose adoption temporarily and then no one will help them.”
No matter what, the old man would never survive, and when the third master became the king of the county, the Yin family would be their natal home.
Yin Jingshan frowned, thinking that his wife might have guessed right.
Seeing him like that, Mrs. Zhao became anxious, “Then we won’t agree. The king doesn’t need our money any more, and the third master probably doesn’t want this matter to become a big deal. As long as the old man stands on our side, the third master and Ah Hui can only die in despair.”
Yin Jingshan: “The key is, how can we persuade the old man? On one side there is filial piety, and on the other side is brotherhood. The eldest brother really has no sons. The old man only needs to invite a few clan elders. At that time when the group of old bones stare at me, do I dare to not agree?”
Mrs. Zhao’s mind changed quickly, and she said, “If you can’t object, then let Brother Lang object! He is your son, and he will definitely listen to you. As long as he insists that he will only recognize you as his father in this life, can the old man force him? Even if the old man gets angry, he will only punish Brother Lang. What you have to do is to hold Brother Lang steady. Even if we have to promise him great benefits, you must not let him compromise. “
Yin Jingshan said happily, “This is a good idea, I’ll go and talk to Brother Lang!”
Seeing his happy look, Mrs. Zhao couldn’t help counting old accounts again, “It’s all your fault. If you didn’t mess around outside, you would not have brought up such nonsense!”
Yin Jingshan waved his hand, glared at her, and said, “When was it? Don’t care about it, I’m leaving!”
He came to Yin Lang’s side fast.
The teacher went home from the annual leave, and Yin Lang didn’t need to study those days, but he had nothing to do, so he stayed in the study.
Mrs. Zhao was stingy with money, but she didn’t care much about Yin Lang in other aspects. In addition, the Yin family’s collection of books was all-encompassing. The descendants of the Yin family could borrow books, and Yin Lang had no shortage of books to read.
“Young master, the second master is here, please go to the hall to talk,” the young man came over to preach, with joy in his voice, thinking that the second master came to care for the young master.
Yin Lang just continued to read the remaining paragraphs on the page. It was about Chong Er, the son of Jin Xiangong, who was framed by Li Ji and fled to Pucheng.
In fact, he should be thankful that the Yin family had a handsome elder brother who was good in both civil and military, and that his grandfather and father only value the elder brother, otherwise, he might have lost his time long ago.
After putting away the book, Yin Lang went to see his father.
Yin Jingshan sent the boy back and talked to Yin Lang alone, ”On the first night of the new year, the old man dreamed about your dead uncle. He woke up and asked us to come over. He said he wanted to adopt you under your uncle’s name. What do you think?” Yin Lang raised his head, and met Yin Jingshan’s scrutinizing eyes, which were only calculating, without any warmth.