The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

After Zhen Heng finished speaking, he was really embarrassed to face his father's teasing gaze, and almost fled back to the study.

The windows in the study are bright and clean, filled with a faint scent of ink, and the melodious birdsong from the branches outside the window adds a bit of excitement to the silence.

Zhen Heng is actually not a person with a frivolous personality. In front of outsiders, he has always been calm and calm, otherwise he would not have gotten the name Ruyu Young Master.

This time, he was really impulsive, but instead of feeling annoyed after the impulsiveness, he was so excited in his heart that he almost hummed along with the chirping of the birds outside the window, only to feel that the sun was shining and the scenery was infinitely beautiful.

Zhen Heng came to the book desk, took out the scroll from the dark compartment and unfolded it slowly, looking at the snow-skinned and dark-haired girl in the painting, looking at it and couldn't help but smile.

He and her are probably destined by God, and there is such a coincidence.

During dinner, Mrs. Zhen couldn't help but said to Zhen Shicheng, "Why do I feel that Heng'er is drifting when she walks today? She doesn't look as steady as before."

Zhen Shicheng smiled and stroked his beard: "Young man, it's not good to be too prudent."

Mrs. Zhen is a smart woman. She heard something and squinted at Zhen Shicheng and said, "What do you say? Are you father and son hiding something from me?"

Zhen Shicheng sent out the maid who was waiting on the side, and explained, "I have a crush on a girl—"

"What?" Before Zhen Shicheng finished speaking, Mrs. Zhen reached out and grabbed his ear, "I like a girl? Haha, why don't I know you are so old? I think your beard is Are you not going to ask for it? Then I'll go back and get the candle and burn it."

Zhen Shicheng inhaled in pain: "let go quickly, you have to wait for me to finish speaking. I'm an old husband and wife, so there's no trust at all."

Madam Zhen released her hand with a sullen face.

Zhen Shicheng rubbed his ears: "I mean, I found that a little girl is quite good, and I want to get us Heng'er back to be a daughter-in-law."

"It's not too bad." Mrs. Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. After calming down, she thought about it for a while, and then got angry again, "Heng'er is so wrong today, did you mention it to him?"

"Ah." Zhen Shicheng was sloppy, afraid to say how many times he had mentioned it earlier.

Mrs. Zhen raised her hand and poked Zhen Shicheng: "You can really do it, why don't you discuss such a big matter with me? What is the background of the girl, what is her temperament, and what is the family like? You have to ask carefully about so many situations, you are so hasty Did you tell Heng’er? Wait—”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhen's heart sank, and she said with murderous aura, "I know what Heng'er's temperament is, just rely on you to say a few words, he can't be happy. Could it be—"

Zhen Shicheng couldn't hide his opinion and said honestly, "I took Heng'er to see that girl today."

"What!" Madam Zhen's face turned black with anger, "Zhen Shicheng!"

Zhen Shicheng hurriedly glanced outside and begged, "Keep your voice down so that the maids can hear how bad it is."

Mrs. Zhen sneered: "So what? You kneel on the washboard and they haven't seen it."

Zhen Shicheng: "..."

"You just take Heng'er to meet other girls so carelessly? After all, it's not appropriate for this family to let their daughter meet Heng'er so rashly—"

"No, I asked Heng'er to dress up as a servant." Zhen Shicheng risked his death to explain.

Madam Zhen was so angry that she was speechless.

"Since Madam thinks it's inappropriate, then forget it. I'll talk about it later. Anyway, I don't think Heng'er is in a hurry to marry a daughter-in-law." Zhen Shicheng took retreat as his approach.

Mrs. Zhen was not happy when she heard it: "How can we rely on Heng'er for major marriage matters? He said that he is not in a hurry, isn't he? They are both old and young. All day long except for reading, they just hang out, like what to say."

Speaking of her son's attitude towards marrying a wife, Mrs. Zhen lost her temper again.

She was really afraid that her son would not be willing to marry a wife until he was in his twenties. Since both father and son have taken a fancy to the girl, maybe the girl is really good.

"Which girl is that girl from?"

As soon as Zhen Shicheng heard that his wife was moved, he hurriedly brought Jiang Si's situation one by one.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhen frowned: "I heard someone mention this girl Jiang when I had a small gathering with those ladies and wives.

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The reputation doesn't seem to be very good.

She had retired from relatives, and she had not been taught by her mother since she was a child. As for the third Earl of Dongping, beheading her was not a big concern.

The Zhen family was originally just an ordinary wealthy family. Her family and the Zhen family were neighbors. The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Later, Zhen Shicheng entered the officialdom through the imperial examination.

After listening to Mrs. Zhen's concern, Zhen Shicheng smiled disapprovingly: "Women's opinions will only stare at these things."

Mrs. Zhen was not happy when she heard it: "Why is it a woman's opinion? Who doesn't want to measure this when marrying a wife?"

Zhen Shicheng said to his wife in a rare stern manner: "Mister Mei, a girl like Miss Jiang, once the family encounters any changes, she can stand up and support the family."

Their family is not one of those big clans with a deep heritage of a century, it can be said that he has the current status by himself. In his opinion, it is more important for the eldest daughter-in-law to be able to hold on to things than to be well-behaved and docile.

After listening to the silence for a long time, Mrs. Zhen agreed with Zhen Shicheng's words: "In this case, I will find a chance to meet Miss Jiang."

Zhen Shicheng's visit made Jiang Si be called to Cixintang.

"My grandmother has something to do with me?" Jiang Si asked Mrs. Feng when she greeted him.

Mrs. Feng looked at Jiang Si and saw that her expression was calm, it was difficult to see any emotions from it, and she was slightly surprised.

Could it be that she has gone wrong in the past? This granddaughter was silent, but she was a man with a palace, and she actually got the green eyes of the governor of Shuntian.

The family of honor and honor is different from the family of honor and honor. Some families are noble and have extraordinary influence in the court. Naturally, everyone yearns for such a family. However, as Dong Pingbo is far away from the center of the imperial court and only receives his salary on time, it is far less beautiful than an official with real power.

This is also the reason why the second room of Dongping Bo Mansion is more valued by Mrs. Feng.

Mr. Jiang Er is the Shaoqing of Taipu Temple of the fourth grade, and he is more useful than the boss when he really encounters problems.

Mrs. Feng had always looked at the second room, but as Jiang Qian returned to her mother's house in embarrassment, there was a subtle difference in her mind. Seeing that Jiang Si was silent now, she was able to catch the eyes of the third-rank officers, and when she thought about the fact that the Prince of Yongchang Bo personally sent Jiang Si out not long ago, her attitude towards Jiang Si was suddenly different.

Hearing Jiang Si's question, Mrs. Feng showed a loving smile: "It's nothing, grandmother remembered that your grandmother's birthday is coming soon, go back and ask the steward to buy some clothes, you can choose a few that you like and make some clothes well. By the way, it's time for new jewelry. If you have nothing to do, just go shopping in the Treasure Pavilion, buy what you like, and put it in the account of Bofu."

"Thank you grandma, granddaughter knows."

Thinking of his grandmother's birthday, Jiang seemed to look forward to it.

She will see her eldest sister soon.