The two of them were reprimanded by Xu Ying, there was no more turmoil at the luncheon, and after the banquet, they used tea, and Xu Ying and Song Che respectfully sent them out of the house.

Song Hong also breathed a sigh of relief, and never appeared in front of Song Che and his wife again for several days.

Song Che didn't go to the government until Xu Yingchu returned to Ning on the eighth day of the first month, and the little couple didn't go anywhere in the next few days, taking care of the dowry, treating the back house, and then bathing and basking in the sun for the turtle in the copper trough, and the days were too fast.

Besides, on the Feng family's side, Feng Qingqiu's wedding date is on the ninth day of the first lunar month, which is the day after Xu Ying's return to Ning, and the Feng family has long been in full swing, no matter how the Cui family is scoundrels, after all, this is a marriage given by the emperor, even if they are poor, they can only admit it. There's no way, if the husband's family can't do it, just support the mother's family, who makes Mrs. Feng feel the most sorry for this precious granddaughter?

The dowry is a hundred and a few picks, Mrs. Feng originally had to add more, and she always had to overpower Xu Ying's limelight, but Feng Yuzhang refused, the woman's family was so competitive that in the end, it was he who was embarrassed in front of Prince Duan, which was really unnecessary.

Mrs. Feng wanted him to ask him to raise Cui Jia, but Cui Jia didn't follow the text, and what he could allocate was really limited.

Feng Qingqiu doesn't have a smile after all, and now he hasn't even tried a wedding dress, and he looks like a broken jar.

Mrs. Feng saw that something was wrong, so she found her room and took her hand and sat down: "This woman's life depends half on her parents, and half on herself." Your grandfather was a poor scholar back then, and if he had married someone else, he might not have achieved what he is today. If I give up on myself like you, I will not be able to be an old lady in this life.

"Cui Jia's foundation is much better than your grandfather, if you don't have a good life, it can only mean that I have wasted all these years."

Feng Qingqiu was silent for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and wiped his tears, and got up early the next day. I obediently tried on the wedding dress, and put up the dowry clothes.

The Cui family was torn off the fig leaf by Shanghu here, so they simply stopped hiding it, and the eldest aunt and grandmother knew that her mother's family was short of money, so she went back to her parents' house at that time. A while ago, I came back with five thousand taels of silver from the dowry. Fortunately, my uncle is not a person with a small amount of energy, and he has also given a lot of convenience with his own face.

Therefore, Cui Jia's marriage is not worried.

It's Cui Wei who is worried.

The last time I went to Xu's house, Xu Shaoze's meaning was already very clear. The marriage will continue. But the dowry money is not less. Although Cui Wei said that he was slippery, why did he play tricks with Xu Shaoze?

There is also a rush here. Seeing that Xu Ying had already become the princess of the prince's mansion, she was even more anxious.

wanted to get close to Xu Shaoze, but this day he used the excuse of sending documents to his office but he was empty. It turned out that today was the day of Xu Ying's return to Ning, and Xu Shaoze took leave.

Xu Ying returned to Ning for the first time, and Mrs. Xu told her son and daughter-in-law to entertain her.

There's not much to say about the long house. Xu Ying and the Yang family also have something to say.

Here Song Che had a meeting with the old and young masters of the Xu family, and after lunch, he came to Xu Yong's courtyard.

"How's your move going?" He asked Xu Yongdao. "Do you want me to help?"

Xu Ying didn't tell him, and he didn't ask her. As long as Xu Yong wants to move. Then how dare Xu Shaoze stop it?

Xu Yong knew what Xu Ying meant if he didn't tell him, although this move was a gesture for him Song Che, it was her mother's housework. If the mother's family doesn't have his brother, it's just that, there is. She wouldn't want him to end up with a reputation that relied on the prestige of the palace. Moreover, she didn't want the world to deepen the impression that Song Che had no one in her eyes.

He smiled: "It's a trivial matter, and I don't want to interfere with it." Wait until you're in trouble. It's never too late to ask for your help. ”

Song Che felt that they treated him as an outsider, and he was a little unhappy. I don't want to show it, though.

He saw a few paintings painted on the wall, especially a bamboo painting on the left wall, which was very meaningful, so he said, "This is what you painted?" ”

How did Xu Yong expect that a rough martial artist would pay attention to his paintings? And the one that Cheng Yun gave to Xu Ying was the one he paid to him at the beginning, and he immediately paused, and only after a while did he ease his expression and cough, and said, "It's all sent by others." Then he picked up a notebook on the table and said, "I can only write a few words." ”

Although Xu Ying and Cheng Yun really have nothing to do, Cheng Yun has no contact with him every day, and if he tells the truth, he may have complications.

Song Che glanced at the notebook twice, and sure enough, it was well written.

But his attention was still on the head of the painting. Who sent it, and why does Xu Yong seem to be unwilling to mention it? And why does this pair of bamboo look so familiar? Did he really not see it anywhere else?

"Uh, is the prince interested in playing two rounds?" Xu Yong saw him staring at the calligraphy silently, so he mentioned yì again.

Go two rounds, go two rounds, he sighed, walked with him to the Luohan bed, sat down, and picked up.

But his mind is not on the chess game, he is an impatient person, and he made an excuse halfway down, and quietly said to Liuyin: "Stay in for a while, and you will try to trick your uncle out for a while." ”

Quicksilver didn't know what he was doing, so he had to listen. Seeing him enter, he turned around and hit the door to stop a little guy who lied that Song Che's horse was kicking the groove and letting him sue Xu Yong.

When Xu Yong heard about it, he had to hurry out.

Song Che waited for him to go away, and immediately walked to the bamboo, and looked at the seal in front of him.

This seal is very familiar, it is actually Cheng Yun's painting!

Really, Cheng Yun is not a traitor to Jiangyang, and the painting he sent is not a big deal, why does Xu Yong look like that?

――No, Cheng Yun usually admires himself and does not make friends with others, and his own paintings are not lightly given away, when did he and Xu Yong get good enough to give each other paintings, and he didn't know at all?

Just thinking about it, Xu Yong's voice came from outside the door, it was him who came back.

He hurriedly returned to his place and sat down.

Xu Yong said sorry, sat down opposite him, swept his eyes, and fell silently.

Where are there any horse kick troughs in the stables? found the little guy who had just passed the word, and the other party explained that it was instructed by Liuyin, and he understood in his heart.

It seems that he is still suspicious of this painting.

It's not a big deal, just make it clear. He said: "I have long admired the Cheng family's little marquis with exquisite painting skills, and I don't remember when I said words of admiration. I was flattered, because I thought that I was the cousin of the prince again, and we were also relatives, so I hung it out. ”

was so frank and frank, Song Che felt comfortable in his heart.

No, Cheng Yun and Xu Yong corresponded, which reminded him of Cheng Yun's appearance of talking and laughing with Xu Ying at the beginning, and she had never talked and laughed with him so much. But Cheng Yun is elegant and dignified, gentle and smart, and can play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he never knew Xu Yong before Xu Ying, and eighty percent of this painting is also related to Xu Ying, right?

He felt a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

But on second thought, what's the use of being able to draw? When Cui Jia went to the yamen to find Xu Ying's bad luck, wasn't his pair of fists working? Reciting poetry or something, deceiving an ignorant little girl, like his daughter-in-law, will not be fooled.

In this way, he couldn't hide his joy, and happily lost to Xu Yong. (To be continued.) )