"It's hot to death, how can anyone choose to marry in such a hot summer!" Jiang Yi stuffed the couplet given by Li Mu'er into the congratulatory gift prepared by her father, handed it to Mu Bin, who greeted him in front of the door, and secretly complained as she entered the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't talk nonsense! In order to wait for his good brother, Lord Mu deliberately postponed the marriage date again and again. It's you, how can a girl like you like to show up? Although Jiang Zhe said this, there was really nothing he could do about this beloved daughter.

Jiang Yi obviously understood this very well, and stuck out his tongue and replied sharply: "Dad, anyway, your old man didn't have a son, so let's just treat me as a boy!"

Jiang Zhe also wanted to admonish her to be cautious in her words and deeds, but she turned around and flew as if she didn't know where to run. Jiang Zhe once again regretted teaching her light skills, and scolded sullenly: "Dead girl!"

Jiang Yi found a secluded corner with a view of the gate and began to observe the guests who came in one by one.

Not this one.

Neither is this one.

After looking at it for a long time, she suddenly saw the family next to Mu Bin holding a batch of congratulatory gifts and walking inside, it seemed that he was going to put things in the inner room.

That's not good, she was excited, "It's okay to put away my family's congratulatory gifts, but the couplet written by the master himself is still sandwiched inside." I'll have to hang her up, or I'll give it away for nothing! ”

Just do it, she walked quickly to the family to ask for the couplet, and said that she would help paste it. Jia Ding had no choice but to point to a pair of partial pillars in the front hall, and then went to work.

There was still a commotion behind Jiang Yi when he posted the right link, but when he finished pasting the left link, the surroundings were quiet.

She didn't notice this change, and clapped her hands and read: "The festival is midsummer to welcome the lady, and it is an auspicious day to reminisce about the old love...... Reminiscences? Hiss ......"

"Jiang Yi!" Her wrist was suddenly tightly gripped, and she looked sideways to see that it was her father.

Looking sideways again, why are so many people watching her quietly?

Look carefully at the door.

It's him?

Hey, it's really waiting for him!

She was originally rushing to meet Mu Bin, but she remembered that they were together on the night of the Shangyuan Festival, and felt that Mu Bin should know him, so she came to his wedding to join in the fun.

He seems to be a little taller than he was when he first met.

Next to him was the gentle man who came with him that night, and there was a man with a folding fan, who seemed to be with the master that night.

It seems that these are all friends of the master.

In this way, Mu Bin should also be someone the master knows.

Jiang Yi secretly said in his heart: "Oh, I'm really an afterthought." The master is really right, so he can't tell me the truth! ”

And he, why did he keep staring at her?

Little Jiang Yi, naturally he didn't know that this "he" was the dignified King Xing, Zhu Youqing.

I don't know that the gentle man has a more noble status than King Xing.

At this moment, except for King Xing staring at Jiang Yi curiously, the other two looked straight at the couplet thoughtfully.

Jiang Yi was quickly pulled aside by her father and made way into the main hall.

Mu Bin personally greeted several distinguished guests and walked into the hall, but they still stopped when they passed Jiang Yi.

The man with the folding fan spoke first and asked, "Miss Jiang, may I ask which master wrote this couplet?"

A thought immediately flashed in Jiang Yi's heart, did the master emphasize it again and again, was it to avoid these people?

"How would I know? I bought it casually on the street. ”

"Oh? But a girl? He continued to ask, and several men, including Mu Bin, surrounded her, frowning and looking at her.

Only the gentle man, although he leaned closer, lowered his head and couldn't see clearly.

"I don't know. I asked a vendor to buy it, how can you see the person who wrote the couplet? Although Jiang Yi replied like this, he was very curious in his heart, they were inquiring about the whereabouts of the master, I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse? Then he tentatively asked, "What?" Is there anything wrong with this couplet? ”

Everyone looked disappointed, and the gentle man raised his head and looked at the couplet again, and said softly, "There is no problem." The handwriting is beautiful. After saying that, he smiled at her and nodded, turned around and led the person to the door.

Jiang Yi looked at everyone's backs in a daze.

And King Xing glanced back at her, and finally walked out, bowed to her, and said, "Miss, can you take a step to speak?"

Jiang Zhe was willing to let go, signaled her to speak carefully, and also entered the hall.

Jiang Yi lowered his eyebrows, and heard his voice shallow into his ears: "Miss Jiang? Have we met somewhere? ”

"Well, what's wrong?" Jiang Yi raised his head high.

"Nothing. Oh, I remember, it was the lantern festival on the sixteenth night of the first lunar month, and we also grabbed a lantern. ”

"That's right. Do you want to settle accounts after the fall? ”

"Oh, no, no, no. Miss Jiang, I just want to ask, do you remember the girl who grabbed the lantern with you that day? Have you ever seen her again? ”

"Why do you all have to inquire about her? I don't remember, I don't! See! Pass! ”

"Both? So, this couplet was really written with the girl who grabbed the lantern with you? ”

The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth twitched, and he replied stiffly: "What a mess, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Miss Jiang, don't get me wrong, I just want to know if she's doing well. I'm different from the others, and I'm relieved to know that she's good. ”

Jiang Yi glanced at him, not as if he was joking, but he was the master's brother-in-law.

But she still won't say anything, huh.

……………………

At dinner, a group of them sat at the main table.

Jiang Yi sat at the table on the lower left, looking up at them from time to time.

Others are nothing, just the gentle man, drinking wine one by one. Jiang Yi couldn't count how much he had drunk, but he felt that although his eyes were full of smiles, there was an indescribable discoloration.

and Mu Bin, halfway through the toast, he suddenly dropped his wine glass, met a man who walked in from outside, and punched him hard in the chest. Both of them had the joy of reunion after a long absence, but they showed helpless regretful expressions after each said a word.

Jiang Yi's table was full of officials from the Jinyi Guard, and they all stood up to greet the man who had just come in, calling him Master Ma or Ma Cong.

Jiang Yi looked at it for a long time before remembering that this was the person who was holding his master on the night of the Lantern Festival. He was thin, dark, and had a short beard on his face. If she hadn't desperately associated these people with the night of the Lantern Festival, she probably wouldn't have recognized him.

She looked back at the main table, where the man with the folding fan stood up, and when he saw them shake his head and enter the door, he sat down disappointedly and poured a large glass of wine.

Staggered, a few happy and a few worried?

Jiang Yi tilted her head, observing this group of people with different expressions, but she didn't notice that there were also people observing her.

When she met his gaze, her face flushed slightly. She took the initiative to raise a glass to salute him, but as soon as she handed the cup to her mouth, Jiang Shu snatched it down and scolded: "What kind of wine do children drink!"

Jiang Yi stuck out his tongue, causing him to cover his mouth and snicker.

And the gentle man sitting next to him also noticed her at this time, and smiled faintly at her.

Although he was smiling, Jiang Yi felt that he seemed to be drunk, and his eyes were foggy.

Jiang Yi wondered, why is this person so amiable to everyone? If he was really as indifferent and happy as he appeared, then what was the matter with what she had just seen, when Ma Cong entered the door, he lowered his head and clenched his cup, frowning? (To be continued.) )