Chapter 1810 – Jiang Lian and Jiang Yan
The characters associated with “jade” tend to have positive meanings, so they make good names, but naming can’t be that casual; there’s a process to follow.
Jiang Pengji asked, “Does it have to start with jade?”
Wei Ci had no idea why it had to start with jade. The name Jiang Yan was drawn from a lottery, and Wei Cong’s name was inherited from his sister. The third and fourth siblings should logically comply with the naming convention; otherwise, they’d seem a bit too unconventional, which would certainly irritate anyone with obsessive tendencies.
Jiang Pengji said, “Since there’s no established convention, let’s change it.”
Wei Ci’s brow twitched with a sense of ominous foreboding.
“For example?”
“How about ‘Zuo’? Jiang Zuo sounds good!”
Upon hearing this character, Wei Ci took a moment to recall which “Zuo” it was.
Jiang Pengji continued, “Zuo means fortune; it conveys protection and also signifies imperial lineage.”
Wei Ci was almost startled.
A child born less than half an hour ago was given the “Zuo” associated with dynastic succession? He worried that such overwhelming fortune might instead bring misfortune to the child.
However, Jiang Pengji was unbothered by Wei Ci’s concerns; she thought the character “Zuo” was as imposing as a halo above the little girl’s head.
“Jiang Zuo… doesn’t sound very nice,” Wei Ci pondered for a moment and suggested, “What about Lian?”
“Lian?”
Wei Ci explained, “Lian was a vessel used in ancient rites to hold grains; it also symbolizes inheriting the family’s legacy, viewed as the successor.”
Compared to being loud and boastful, like holding up the child as if to announce to the world that she was the heir to the imperial legacy, it was better to be subtler. Jiang Lian was just that; Wei Ci also hoped she would be steady, magnanimous, and capable of not only inheriting the family legacy but also shouldering the nation’s burden!
Jiang Pengji pondered for most of the day before reluctantly deciding on “Lian” as this child’s name.
Although it carried the meaning of being a successor, the way it was expressed was much more tactful, giving off a hazy feeling of concealment.
The third child’s name was confirmed, but what about the fourth?
To be honest, Jiang Pengji was not keen on wasting her mental energy, so she took a shortcut.
“Let’s call her Jiang Qian!”
Wei Ci was taken aback, “Didn’t the Lord say not to use ‘Yan’?”
“The character Yan means beauty born from a jade plate, but I’m referring to Qian as ‘something resembling jade’.”
Upon hearing this meaning, Wei Ci furrowed his brow. He felt as though the Lord did not particularly favor the little daughter.
“Something resembling jade” is ultimately just stone, not true jade—having an appearance without substance.
Wei Ci was dissatisfied and clearly expressed his discontent.
Jiang Pengji was at a loss on how to explain that between the two lifetimes, this kid only had three children; the youngest daughter was a bit of a fake.
She looked down at the infant in her arms, the little one with her eyes closed, breathing smoothly and gently, simply adorable.
“Then let’s go with Jiang Yan, the Yan meaning beauty born from a jade plate.”
Jiang Pengji wore a look that seemed to challenge Yan. After some contemplation, Wei Ci nodded in agreement.
For him, the eldest daughter was Jiang Yan, and the youngest daughter was also Jiang Yan; having the same name didn’t mean they were the same person.
Wei Ci wouldn’t mix them up.
But he couldn’t let the little daughter bear the name “Qian,” especially with the elder daughter named “Lian” as a contrast. Who knows what sort of gossip those small-minded people might spread? Two twin children, born moments apart, but with futures that might be worlds apart.
Not only their futures, but also their names directly revealed their differences—a real blow to the little daughter’s heart.
Wei Ci hoped the little daughter would not be hurt and that the bond between the Lord and Little Princess would not be strained as a result.
Little did he know—
A mother-daughter relationship?
Impossible; there wouldn’t ever be one.
Jiang Pengji was more worried that this brat would grow up to call her “Daddy.”
Therefore, she wanted to gain more leverage before the other party got their wings. _(:з)∠)_
Jiang Pengji was in good health. Even after giving birth, she could tidy up and carry her child out.
Since the baby’s first cry, everyone had been anxiously waiting for the Young Master to come out. After waiting and waiting, there was still no sign of movement from the delivery room.
Could it be… the Lord ran into trouble?
Feng Zhen and the others had their hearts in their throats. They wanted to send someone to inquire, but there was no way to do so.
Finally, they saw the somewhat fatigued but still energetic Lord emerge, holding a child in each arm.
Everyone: “???”
In their impression, women were usually too weak to move after giving birth. How could the Lord carry two babies out at the same time?
Truly a divine being!
Joking aside, the crowd nevertheless tacitly bowed and congratulated, “Congratulations, Lord, on the birth of a child.”
Jiang Pengji said, “Eldest daughter Jiang Lian, second daughter Jiang Yan.”
Twins?
Upon hearing that both children were of the same gender, several sharp-eyed officials furrowed their brows.
Children with identical appearances are not suited to be heirs, unless one disappears, or another one is born.
Jiang Pengji had no time to worry about what they were thinking. She gave the children to their nurse and sat down on the mat, accepting everyone’s greeting.
From nearby, those in the front row could clearly see the children’s faces and noticed that they did not actually look alike.
Seeing this brought a sigh of relief.
At this moment, no one wanted to seek out trouble, suggesting that Jiang Pengji have another son to inherit the family business.
Why?
The halo above Prince Lian’s head was too vivid; after all, he was descended from the Great Emperor of the Purple Veins!
If the Great Emperor’s incarnation had descended, who could compete?
Of course, some secretly hoped for a male heir to inherit the legacy but didn’t dare say it aloud, fearing the wrath of heaven.
For now, they would take one step at a time. If both Prince Lian and Prince Yan lacked the necessary abilities to inherit, they could persuade the Lord to find a way to have another. After all, they couldn’t hand the world over to a mediocre heir, especially if that heir was a girl!
The storm had temporarily passed, and Jiang Pengji was also pressured to observe postpartum confinement.
“Observing confinement is utterly unscientific! My body is just fine; I could flip ten Fu Wang for you; do you believe me?”
Being forced to lie in bed for a month, unable to wash her hair or bathe, only being allowed to wipe with warm water was utterly intolerable.
Wei Ci urged her to endure a bit, lest she fall ill during confinement. If she was too bored, she could at least play with the kids.
The twins were much smaller than single infants, bundled tightly, with rosy skin and wrinkly features, looking like two shaved little monkeys. But Jiang Pengji didn’t voice that comparison, or else she’d be met with Wei Ci’s relentless scolding for being unlucky.
“Looking so ugly, what’s so fun about that? How will you go out and meet people in the future?”
Jiang Pengji did not hide her dislike, oh, only for the little daughter; the eldest daughter was certainly cute.
The identity of the cleanly-favored House Maid said reassuringly, “Rest assured, Jiang Jun, both princesses are very handsome! You’ll see their beauty after a month.”
Babies change day by day; they would become cute and beautiful after a while.
“It doesn’t matter if they’re ugly; after all, they won’t marry anyone. Just grab whoever they like!”
All the clothes, diapers, and bottles for the two children were all provided by the Old Commander.
Probably no one else in the world would buy these things for themselves.
“Speaking of which, what does it feel like to be a baby?”
She poked the bottom of her “little daughter’s” foot.
The little one lazily opened one eye and squirmed away at a leisurely pace.
“I’ve heard that a baby can only see a range of a few dozen centimeters. How do you know I’m in that direction?”
The “little daughter” swatted Jiang Pengji’s hand away with her fist.
Just because you can’t see doesn’t mean you can’t hear; I’m not deaf.
After a moment, a hand landed on her rear.
Because of that action, what was already uncomfortable became even worse.
“Something smells; I think the diaper is full… do you want me to help you change?”
Old Commander: “…”
Director, fast forward this part, please.
