Happy Marriage

Those matchmakers who persevered and frequently came to An Sheng's door to matchmaking suddenly disappeared, and the door of Xia's house became deserted again.

An Sheng thought that his little trick had succeeded, and was complacent for two days.

Just after returning from Yaolu this day, An Sheng was stopped by the worried Xia Yuanwai.

In these days, he was very proud of the spring breeze. Every time An Sheng saw him, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with violet aura from the east. Today's description shocked An Sheng.

"What's wrong? Dad?"

Member Xia frowned and said solemnly, "Come with me."

An Sheng obediently followed him into the study.

"Sit down." Xia Yuanwai lifted her chin towards her.

An Sheng sat down on the chair opposite him and asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Member Xia looked solemn: "An Sheng, Dad has something to ask you, you must tell the truth."

Such a solemn act made An Sheng's heart tighten a little more.

"If Dad has anything to say, he will say it bluntly."

Xia Yuanwai stared at An Sheng's face and asked word by word, "What's the matter with you and Shizi Yu?"

An Sheng couldn't help but be stunned, feeling inexplicable: "What's going on?"

"That is, what is the relationship between the two of you?"

"It doesn't matter? At first, it was barely considered acquaintance. It was when my father had an accident a few days ago, and he acted righteously, and we became acquainted." An Sheng said truthfully.

"If it was an ordinary nodding acquaintance, how could Shizi Yu be willing to travel thousands of miles to help his father find evidence to rehabilitate him?"

An Sheng said helplessly: "I've said it many times, Yu Shizi is only for the country and the people, and there is absolutely no selfishness or personal friendship."

Xia Yuanwai was obviously a little disappointed: "Then why did Shizi Yu bring you to fight in the city? There was a lot of rumors in Beijing, saying that Shizi Yu was at the door of Dali Temple and threatened that you were his person?"

An Sheng immediately felt embarrassed and lowered his head: "That day, it was just that the daughter was eager to know the news of her father, so Xiang followed him into the palace. As for his choice of words that day, it was a complete misunderstanding. The daughter once mentioned it to her father. passed."

"What misunderstanding?" Xia Yuanwai asked suspiciously.

An Sheng then told the truth about the fact that he had been alone in Dongcheng Canglin that day, was put on his bed by Yu Jingyun, and sent back to the Xia Mansion.

"Yu Shizi was just mentioning this embarrassing thing that day, just kidding, but he was careless for a while, and he wanted to make those people behind the scenes throw a slap in the face, not daring to hurt his daughter again, and didn't care about her daughter's reputation. People spread it out."

"It turns out that's the reason." Member Xia was obviously disappointed, and his face suddenly collapsed.

An Sheng asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, Dad? Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Foreign Minister Xia sighed: "My father thought that Yu Shizi was interested in you, and he had been affectionate for so long. I didn't expect it to be a mirror."

An Sheng was a little stunned: "How is it possible, Dad? What kind of person is Yu Shizi with eyes above the top, how can he fall in love with his daughter?"

Xia Yuanwai said dejectedly: "But in those days, I saw that Yu Shizi was obviously different to you. I originally thought that my father is now the minister of the household, and with the current lintel, even if he is not fortunate to be the prince's concubine, he will be a concubine. The side concubine is also good. Therefore, in these days, so many people came to the door to discuss marriage, and my father pushed them all away. Now it's a chicken-and-egg fight, and both ends fail. "

An Sheng said to Member Xia seriously: "Dad, my daughter doesn't want to talk to her for the time being, so it's good to send it away."

"Joke, you will be seventeen years old in the next year. It is the age of your daughter's family to discuss relatives. Is it possible that you have been delayed at home? Tomorrow, my father will find a painter to enter the house and paint the three of your sisters. If you have a little hope, you have to give it a try." Xia Yuanwai retorted unequivocally.

"What hope?" An Sheng asked curiously, "What does the portrait do?"

"Don't you know? Yu Shizi is now choosing the prince's concubine, which has caused a sensation in the entire capital. Many dignitaries and dignitaries in the DPRK are painting their own daughters, hoping to be selected by the bird screen and shine on the lintel. Now the painters and matchmakers in Beijing are very popular. ."

No wonder those noisy matchmakers have all disappeared in the past two days. It turned out that they were fighting to earn money for matchmaking in the Houfu.

Yu Jingyun chose a concubine with such fanfare, but indirectly relieved himself.

"If Shizi Yu really loves his daughter, why does he have to go around in circles? Obviously, I don't have any intentions for my daughter, so why should I go and humiliate myself? Let the two sisters come, both of them are beautiful. Above the daughter, it is amazing at first sight, and I believe it is even better."

Member Xia looked at An Sheng helplessly: "You are not too young now, and you have to start learning how to dress yourself up, don't dress up so plainly every day. You have a tender face, and when you go out, you look like a maid from someone's house. It's no wonder that the eldest son and you get along with you day and night, you can be said to be close to the water, and you are indifferent."

An Sheng said nonchalantly: "I am in the medicine house every day, and my clothes are too cumbersome and colorful, but it is even more incompatible with my identity. When I do things, I am also tied up, and I can't let go at all."

"Your current status is that of the Second Miss of the Shilang's Mansion, not a primary school apprentice in the Yaolu." Xia Yuanwai carefully corrected.

"Even if I dress up like this, don't the matchmakers come one after another? Most of the people in the world care about my identity. What do they care about how I look like?" An Sheng continued to quibble.

"You've missed such a good opportunity to rise to prominence, and you are still so plausible. Isn't it the icing on the cake to dress up a little bit? Otherwise, the blind will appreciate you." Xia Yuanwai was so angry that she said nothing. .

An Sheng actually wanted to say that there was another blind Guan Hetian. However, when he thought about the evaluation of Mrs. Guan Hetian about him, he died again.

Member Xia confirmed again and again: "You really don't want to run for election tomorrow?"

An Sheng shook his head and smiled "hee hee" with a shy face: "No need."

Member Xia could only wave at An Sheng, and said dejectedly, "Go back."

There was no goodness in his voice.

An Sheng stood up, blessed his body at Member Xia, opened the cotton curtain and walked out, just patted his heart, relieved.

It's just a mess of mandarin ducks!

Xia Yuan watched her figure disappear in the yard, and just asked aloud, "Can you draw it?"

A middle-aged man wearing a square scarf and looking like a scholar came out of the inner room, holding a portrait of wet ink in his hand.

An Sheng's charming appearance with big eyes flashed across the paper.

"Reporting to Master Xia, it has already been outlined. Please take a look at it. If you are satisfied, the villain can add a few touches and you will be fine."

Member Xia walked closer, took a look, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, just this one is enough. It's just a matter of throwing bricks to attract jade. The prince and the female relatives of the Hou residence have seen the little girl, so it doesn't matter how she looks."

The painter gave a deep bow: "I wish you all the best in advance, and the second lady needs to find a good son-in-law."

Xia Member Wai Nianxu laughed heartily, rewarded him with silver taels, and was satisfied.

An Sheng got up and went back to his room, and sat for a while, feeling somewhat unpleasant in his heart.

What my father said was merciless, but there was indeed some truth in it, and it was just that the words were not rough. Are you really that bad? Does anyone else bother to look at you?

She sat in front of the dressing table, took a self-portrait in the mirror, winked, and felt that her facial features were also straight and her eyebrows were not dull. Perhaps, she should really dress up?

Otherwise, why do so many outstanding men around me treat me like children?

Master is like this, so is Yu Jingyun.

She was really frustrated.

Especially when I think of Leng Nanxian's demeaning to her on weekdays, I don't feel good in my heart.

Even his own master can't look down on himself, let alone others.

An Sheng woke up a little early the next day.

Turning the trunk upside down, there were several sets of winter dresses she had newly purchased. When I bought it, I didn't care about it. Now if I wear it, I feel a little tired and feel that every piece is not satisfactory.

The bun that was divided into two was messed up and rolled up on the top of the head. The bangs were also braided into small braids, revealing a smooth forehead.

It looks like it's really mature.

There is ready-made rouge gouache on the dressing table, which was added when Enron was not married. She tossed it for a while, wiped it off, washed it off, wiped it again, painted her dark eyebrows, and poked her lips, her face was visibly radiant.

She was secretly complacent. When the Dragon Boat Festival opened the door, she was stunned, and proudly walked over to her in front of her, the waist skirt blooming a delicate lotus flower on the foot.

Going out of the Moon Gate, looking back at the Dragon Boat Festival, forehand build a pergola and look eastward to determine the direction of the sunrise.

She winked her eyes playfully, and like a gust of wind blew into the medicine house, and smugly turned twice in front of Leng Nanxian.

Leng Nanxian is tending a few Butterfly Mixiang in the backyard, wrapping them with thick cloth to keep out the cold. When the spring begins next year, bright yellow flowers will emerge, and the peculiar aroma attracts many colorful butterflies.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his well-proportioned arms, ignoring her "scratching".

An Sheng was not reconciled, and he shook it deliberately in front of him again. It was the rising sun, and the golden hairpin reflected the sunlight a little dazzlingly.

Qianzhou passed by, turned back, and asked in surprise, "When did we plant a cash cow in Yaolu?"

An Sheng glared at Qian Zhou fiercely, and the jingling bell rang on his head.

The corners of Leng Nanxian's lips twitched, and he said impatiently, "Are you here on purpose to show off your wealth? You take all your belongings on your head, do you sink?"

An Sheng had long expected that it would be a sneer, but unexpectedly, there was not even a word of praise, and he was suddenly frustrated.

"Are you happy if you have to beat me to pieces?"

Leng Nanxian pretended to take a serious look at her, and nodded solemnly: "Well, it looks good, this hairpin is really good."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took off all the hairpins on her bun and handed it to Qianzhou: "Recently, the medicine house is very poor, and I don't even have the money to buy grain and rice. It's hard work. These two hairpins will cover your daily meal expenses."

An Sheng was a little unconvinced: "One hairpin is enough for me to eat for a long time."

Leng Nanxian snorted softly, "Aren't you sure how much you can eat?"

An Sheng could only shut his mouth angrily.

Qianzhou proudly weighed the golden hairpin, and grinned, "Today at noon for a tooth sacrifice."

An angrily gritted his teeth and snorted: "I can't hold you back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wet handkerchief was thrown over: "Those who don't know, think we have a monkey in the medicine house. It's really ugly."

An Sheng was annoyed, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he wiped it angrily, threw the handkerchief, turned around and left.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Leng Nanxian asked amusingly.

An Sheng didn't look back: "Climb the pole!"