Do you know: I’m Xu Jiazi

"Heng'er, you did the right thing at the flower viewing party today!"

Hearing his mother's words, Qi Heng in the carriage bowed slightly: "Thank you, mother, for the compliment."

Princess Pingning looked at Qi Heng, who was young but very sensible, and smiled: "Those daughters from other families want to be close to and please you. You have to understand why."

"Mother, I know! Mother, did you hear that the boy next to Brother Jing is getting married!"

"Huh? Is it the one named Qingyun?"

"Yes mother."

"That day at your maternal grandfather's house, that little brother was protecting you, and he was also someone close to Brother Jing. I'll give you the backup gift."

"Yes! But I want to..." Qi Heng raised his head, looked at Princess Pingning whose smile disappeared, and said no more.

"You are the legitimate son of the Duke's Mansion! Just prepare a generous gift. What is his identity? What is your identity? Are you going?" Princess Pingning finished asking.

"Mother, it's the child who is careless."

Feeling his mother's gaze, Qi Heng lowered his head and looked at his feet without saying anything.

"Heng'er, you shouldn't continue to play around at your age!"

"Yes, that's what mother taught you!"

Outside the carriage, Buwei sighed softly when he heard the conversation inside.

The Double Ninth Festival has passed,

The fragrance of flowers gradually dissipates,

In Laoya Lane in the south of the city,

Several women were looking at the cheerful alley decorated with red cloth at the entrance of the alley.

People in the alley walked around carrying trays from time to time, and they were all busy near Hua's house.

The Tian family woman who once wanted to marry a girl from the Hua family had just made a few sarcastic remarks, and when she was expecting others to agree, she found that no one was paying attention to her, and they were all staring blankly at the street.

She turned around and saw a group of men riding tall horses, surrounding the groom, walking towards her.

It turned out that Qingyun, who was the groom's official today, was leading the way, followed by Xu Zaijing and Zhu Qinghu, followed by Buwei, Scarface soldiers, and several Gu family soldiers who had fought together when they went to Yangzhou.

The group of people were tall and powerful, and their momentum was somewhat alarming.

It made people on the street point and point.

After the long procession entered the alley, more and more people were watching the excitement at the entrance of the alley, and a circle of people gathered around the entrance.

In Laoya Alley, it is rare to have such a large wedding reception team, so naturally some passers-by asked about it.

"Whose married daughter is this? What a big scene."

"Tsk~ She's a little prostitute named Hua. She wanted to join the Marquis' Mansion but to no avail, so she was spotted by a steward!"

"ah?"

"Isn't the flower girl very good-looking?"

"Hey, it doesn't look good, it's just inappropriate."

The Tian family woman said with some disdain.

"I say, Mrs. Tian, ​​keep some virtue in your mouth, but be careful that disaster comes from your mouth!"

After hearing this, passers-by looked at the person who spoke, and they actually knew him.

"Hey, isn't this Mrs. Hao from Yaxing? Why are you here?"

Mrs. Hao glanced at the Natian woman, patted her somewhat gorgeous clothes and said, "Everyone, the girl who has a happy event there is a good person who will be rewarded!"

Seeing everyone looking over, Mrs. Hao said: "A few years ago, the steward of the Marquis Mansion saw that he was actually his benefactor, and he came to arrange the marriage the next day!"

"That day, it was this lady Tian who wanted to get rich and wanted to marry her, but she failed."

After saying this, the Natian woman covered her face and left the crowd.

"Bah, what the hell! Everyone, this old lady is not talented, so she has to go to the banquet. Please leave."

Mrs. Hao waved her handkerchief, twisted her strong waist and walked in.

Huajia Yard,

"No, just take a break. You're busier than anyone else in this alley."

Hearing Qingyun's words, Buwei smiled and said, "Brother Qingyun, don't worry about it!"

After saying that, he went to fill the glasses of wine for everyone sitting at the table.

Because the Hua family is small, there is naturally nothing to block the door. Even if there is, there is no way to block such a group of strong young people.

After toasting Hua's mother, Hua Qing and Qingyun left Hua's house, got on the sedan and drove towards Quyuan Street.

Arriving at Xu’s house,

After Qingyun and the bride paid homage to Xu Minghua and his wife, one of them was sent to the bridal chamber, and the other was pulled to the table to toast.

At the wedding banquet,

After Buwei and Qingyun had a drink, the scarred man next to him raised his glass: "Qingyun, your mother-in-law is so tall, be careful of your husband being weak."

Hearing this, a group of people burst into laughter.

"But there are some people whose mother-in-law is nowhere to be seen!" said Zhu Qinghu on the side.

The smile on the scarred face faltered

"Hahaha!!"

The laughter grew louder.

While toasting with wine, Qingyun was drunk a lot.

In the evening, the three brothers Xu Zaijing helped entertain the guests. Qingyun was escorted by Buwei to the wedding courtyard prepared for him. When he entered the courtyard, Qingcao came out carrying a tray with food.

"Brother Qingyun."

Qingyun smiled and nodded, then opened the door and walked in.

After closing the door behind him, Qingyun came to the bed,

Hua Qing has been assigned to the Hou Mansion's shop during this period. He is no longer exposed to the wind and sun, and his food is much better. So when Qingyun saw the face behind the fan, he was a little surprised.

"I'm white and fat."

Looking at Qingyun's eyes, Hua Qing was a little shy. She was used to covering up her birthmark.

Qingyun walked over, gently took her hand away and said, "Don't think it's bad anymore. I can't find you without it."

"Um."

"Madam, please arrange it."

"Um."

Outside the house, the maids and servants had already been called to dinner.

Although there are lanterns, it is still a little dark in the yard.

Xu Zaijing, Zhu Qinghu, Buwei and Scarface were lying under the window with their ears erect.

Perhaps because of drinking, their faces were a little red.

Less than half an hour later, a long sigh was heard in the room.

Several people under the window almost burst out laughing.

"so short"

"hey-hey"

"inexperienced"

"Isn't that okay?"

"What are the brothers talking about?"

Then another moment passed.

Two-quarters of an hour later, the sounds inside didn't stop, but the people under the window all turned red in the face.

Zhu Qinghu said in a low voice, "I'm going back first."

Scarface nodded and said, "I'll go out too."

"Scarface, let's go together"

Buwei blushed and blinked, "I have to go back too."

"You shouldn't have come!"

I don’t know who said this last sentence.

On the second day,

Just arrived at Mao Shi (5 o'clock in the morning)

Qingyun passed by the racecourse when he took Hua Qing to kowtow to his uncle.

Hua Qing followed Qingyun gently, and suddenly she patted Qingyun's arm and said, "Master, look what that is."

Qingyun held her hand and walked over,

I saw a flatbed carriage with its wheels parked inside the racecourse, and the carriage was covered with heavy objects.

On the ground, there were several deep scratches that were relatively fresh. It was obvious that someone had dragged this heavy thing around the racecourse for several laps.

"Young Master is exercising."

Hearing Qingyun's words, Hua Qing looked at the heavy objects in the car with a horrified expression.

After saying that, the two came to the door of the nearby cabin.

The door of the room was opened, and the master, who was always as steady as a rock in front of Xu Zaijing, was a little reserved.

"come in."

Hua Qing, who already knew the whole story last night, followed Qingyun in.

Qingyun was about to kneel down, but his uncle held him back: "It's not your turn yet."

He looked at Hua Qing, who was only slightly shorter than Qingyun, and nodded, then straightened his clothes and bowed.

Hua Qing on the side quickly ducked away.

"I, I, don't deserve the gift from my elders."

"Yes!"

said the hoarse voice.

Wait until he gets up

Qingyun glanced at Hua Qing and nodded.

After his uncle sat down, Qingyun and his wife knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Hua Qing returned to their small courtyard.

Qingyun, on the other hand, saddled Liju.

Xu Zaijing yawned and came to the stable. When he saw Qingyun, he said, "Qingyun, take off the saddle. You are at home today. Qingcao and I will take the car to Sheng's house."

"Son."

"Go ahead."

Xu Zaijing and Qi Heng arrived at Sheng's house almost together

Qingcao walked a few steps quickly, came to Xu Zaijing, opened the curtain of the lecture hall, and then a wave of hot air came out.

As the weather gets colder, the earthworms under the lecture hall have begun to burn, and window panes have been installed around it.

Xu Zaijing and Qi Heng entered the lecture hall together. He took off his cloak and was about to hand it to Qingcao, but he held it in the air and took it back.

"Brother Heng, how much coal has been delivered to your family? My carriage can hardly stop."

Hearing Xu Zaijing's words, Qi Heng smiled sheepishly and said, "Brother Jing, mother said she sent ten thousand catties."

The two of them were talking, and Ru Lan, who was behind Mo Lan, put down the hand that was supporting her chin and shook her head a few times.

When he saw that it wasn't a scholar who was coming, he put his hand over again.

Xu Zaijing passed by Mo Lan Rulan with a cool breeze, came to Minglan's desk, and took away the brush in her hand.

"Just practicing calligraphy by candlelight, do you think you'll become short-sighted?"

"I"

"If you want to practice calligraphy well, you don't need this half hour of darkness in the morning."

Saying that, Xu Zaijing put his pen on the table,

He came to the back and placed the big cloak on the low wooden platform at the back where Xiao Tao was sitting.

Xiao Xiaotao, who was dozing behind, raised her head, stood up and knelt down and bowed: "I have met the young master. Huh? Sister Qingcao."

Qingcao followed, and she also laughed when she saw Xiaotao.

Looking at the cloak that her young master had placed casually, she quickly picked it up and prepared to fold it again. Xiao Tao on the side quickly reached out to help.

When Xu Zaijing stretched his neck and read morning with Changbai and others,

royal palace

Hall of Wende

The emperor was listening to the ministers below about the request for surrender by the Nong people in Guangyuan Prefecture.

Sheng Hong, a junior official in the civil service department, stood among his colleagues with his eyes closed and listened to the opinions expressed by the high officials in the court.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The sound of an internal official's voice made Sheng Hong open his eyes suddenly.

The ministers who were speaking or not all looked at the source of the voice.

The emperor frowned and glanced away.

The internal official knelt aside and said: "Your Majesty, the female official in the Queen's Palace came to report that the Queen's stomach is beginning to hurt!"

It was reviewed and just modified.

There is one more chapter, the date is uncertain.

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