Qin Ming returned to the mansion and asked Qin Yu to go back to the room and think about it behind closed doors. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What have you thought?" She asked confidently.

"What else do you ask me to think? Look at your whole body, where you look like a girl! Look at Lin Sanniang again, look at others, clean and calm, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! What about you? In addition to eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, it is just causing trouble! Don't you think about it?! ”

Qin Yu hates her father the most for comparing others with her, she is not convinced at all! Even if this person is Lin Yan!

"You talk nonsense! I'm not like that at all! Where do I have to eat, drink, and have fun all day long! You ask the mountains! You ask Daqing! You ask them! Besides, Lin Sanniang is powerful and beautiful, but will she go into battle to kill the enemy? Has she ever seen blood! Why do you compare her to me! ”

Qin Ming, this is called a violent temper!

"You are really against the king of heaven! You've learned to quibble, huh? Would Lin Sanniang yell at her father like this! Look what you look like now! The army knows to abide by military rules, and when you go home, you will be wild! Your mother will be angry with you when she hears it! ”

"Don't mention my mother! My mother won't force me to marry, she won't always compare me with others, and she won't beat me at every turn! ”

Qin Yu shouted with red eyes, turned around and ran.

The cruel words have been said, if you don't run at this time, wait for when!

At this time, her father would never catch up, she knew him too well. Mother is the biggest weakness for him.

"You!" Qin Ming was so angry that he slapped the table hard, "If you have the ability, don't come back for me!" ”

Qin Yu snorted in his heart.

She'll be back anyway.

……

Lin Yan returned to the house, and the signature was still hidden in her arms.

She said that she was tired and wanted to rest quietly alone, so the maids withdrew and closed the door.

Lin Yan took out the signature and read it repeatedly: "In the flower gate, it is not as good as a thousand miles of horses." ”

What does this mean exactly?

Forget it, it's all "bullshit" that Qin Yu said anyway.

She took off the lampshade and placed the paper in her hand on the candle, which burned into a fire, reflecting her face a little cold.

She originally thought that as long as she was like her second sister, she could get out of such a situation and not be influenced by her parents.

But the burned out signature told her that her life could only be the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker.

……

There is a well-known flower matchmaker living on Nanmen Street, and there is no pair of matchmakers she makes that is not satisfactory, harmonious and beautiful.

The flower matchmaker has never been married, she was also stunning when she was young, and now she is sixty out of thirty, and she is still beautiful.

Many people asked her why she didn't tell her about her family, and she said, "God told me, only if I say 300 family affairs, I can get married." ”

"How can there be such a thing, listen to your nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth." She shook her fan seriously, and said that even she wanted to believe it.

"So how many have you said now?"

"Oh, there are too many, I've forgotten a little, there are about two hundred and ninety-eight." The ability of the flower matchmaker is indeed first-class.

"Aren't there only the last two left?"

The flower matchmaker used a fan to hide her smile and said, "Not really." ”

Her lover finally came to pick her up, and she wanted to talk about the last two relatives, so she went to Suzhou with him and lived a life of coarse tea and light food.

These last two family affairs were invited by Lin Feng to Qin Ming. Although Qin Ming was so angry with his daughter, he couldn't delay his business, he begged for a good sign in the morning, and came to the matchmaker at noon, striking while the iron was hot.

The flower matchmaker twisted her waist and stepped forward and smiled: "What a rare guest, please take a seat." ”

Lin Feng took a sip of tea first, and Qin Ming saw that he was slow and reasonable, and couldn't help but ask first: "I heard that you are the best matchmaker in the capital?" ”

Qin Ming found several matchmakers for his daughter, but they were useless, Lin Feng said that he didn't find the right person.

"Oh, I don't dare to be a matchmaker, I haven't given up talking about it for 20 years, but I can only say that I am conscientious and have a good reputation."

Lin Feng said: "We both have a daughter to be married, and you will benefit you if you tell us about your relatives." This is the birth date. ”

The flower matchmaker went up and took the red paper, opened it and took two looks: "It's really rich and noble, the eight characters are all gilded, more expensive than the eight characters of us ordinary people, and they look very good." ”

The ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is also first-class.

Qin Yu's fame is well-known in the matchmaker circle, what kind of person is she Qin Yu, compared with the woman in the boudoir, like a man, compared with a man, more man. Which guy would want her?

I heard that the reputation of several matchmakers has been ruined on her.

Hua Buqi looked at Lin Yan's eight characters, which was difficult to match, and looked at Qin Yu's eight characters, which was even more difficult to match.

However, if she can talk about this family affair well, she will not have to worry about the small treasury she will not give up for the rest of her life.

"When will it be decided?"

"It's hard to say, it's really hard to talk to the two of you."

"Seven days?"

"In such a hurry? These seven days are not enough, but they are enough; Enough is enough, but not enough. If you meet someone who is fated, it will only be a matter of three or two days, and if you meet someone who is not fated, you may not be able to find it in three or two years. ”

"Let's talk about it first."

Lin Feng is not worried, no matter which family his youngest daughter says, there are people who want it. But Qin Ming is different, at the end of last year, Qin Yu's birthday, he held a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, Qin Mansion was really a crowd that day, no wonder the son of Zhang Mansion wanted to export sarcasm.

And he always felt that what the flower matchmaker said, 'three or two years may not be found', is to let him have a first two daughters.

It's all to blame on him, he never raised her as a daughter, and took her to eat wind and sand outside the gate. It's good now, I've eaten enough of the wind and sand, and my wings are hard.

The daughter married by someone else is the water that is spilled out, and the daughter he marries is a sandstorm that is thrown out!

Lin Feng and Qin Ming were walking on the way home, and he saw Qin Ming sighing again.

"Brother Qin, you should take a breath. Look at you, the eldest son married a heroine, and the second son married a great beauty, all of them are blessings! Xiao Yu'er will also have a good fate, don't sigh again! ”

As soon as Lin Feng said this, Qin Ming sighed even heavier.

How did Lin Feng know that the 'heroine woman' he said was actually a fortune-teller with money, and the second daughter-in-law who was a country and a city was actually a Jiangyang thief before!

Ay!

Ay!

Ay!

Xiangguo Temple is full of incense, especially on the first day of each month, and it is the first day of the new year than now.

Early in the morning, General Qin and Lin Taishi came here with their daughters to ask for two signatures, and they were all signed. These words reached everyone's ears, and they couldn't help but want to come to Xiangguo Temple to get some joy, so there are many people who come to Xiangguo Temple to ask for a signature.

However, until the evening, no one asked for a visa.

The flower matchmaker doesn't believe in this evil, who is she? Her good luck is one of the best in the entire capital! Today, two important elders of the dynasty came to her as a matchmaker, what does this mean? This shows that she is red today!

She had to ask for good luck for these two relatives, pushed away the pilgrims around her, put on a posture of "you can't do it, let me come", and shook the sticker.

"Bang la", "Bang la", the flower matchmaker picked up the two sticks on the ground and walked to the unsigned monk.

What is the most taboo thing to unsign? It's to let irrelevant people know your signature, otherwise it won't work.

The flower matchmaker dispersed all the people who were around to watch the excitement, and then asked the monk who was sitting there and had already taken out the signature.

"Amitabha, Master, how is this lot?"

The monk looked at the signed document and secretly wondered in his heart.

The first lot, the twenty-four lots, was what she asked for to Master Lin's family: "Flowers don't bloom iron trees, and the wind doesn't blow stubborn stones." ”

The second sign, the thirty-three sign, was asked by her to General Qin's family: "Vermilion Bird White Tiger, Qinglong Xuanwu." ”

The flower matchmaker secretly mixed two pieces of signature paper in the incense paper and threw them into the incense burner to burn them.

The monk said, both of them are good signs, but the extremes of things must be reversed? If you can get two signs, it is also the creation of the donor.

But whoever wants this Raush's creation is all a pit thing! It's not that her flower matchmaker hasn't drawn the next lottery, which is common for her, and the signing paper burned to ashes, which seems to take away the bad luck of the sign.

She also refused to admit that she had drawn something to sign the lot, anyway, it was burned, and no one knew.

Yes, nobody knows.

No one knew that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiangguo Temple issued two signs.

Since today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, in order to get lucky, the monk has already taken out the next sign from the lottery holder, and the two of the flower matchmaker asked for the next sign, I don't know which careless little monk put it in.

The unsigned monk looked up at the golden Buddha and folded his hands.

This can be regarded as the creation of fate, Amitabha!