213th Concession

And Cui Wanqing went to look at the ones that were crossed out, but they were the ninth day of the first month of December, the eighth day of the fourth month of the fourth year of Wenhua, and the twenty-sixth day of July of the cultural year, and the rest were even farther away, one was even in the year after next!

Cui Wanqing couldn't help but laugh slightly, the emotional abbot master was also clever, he must have seen the eagerness in Qi Xuanhui's heart.

Therefore, these days are not bad, but the interval is too long, so the abbot master, who is anxious and worried, has crossed it out with a stroke of the pen, right?

Cui Wanqing looked at these auspicious days from top to bottom repeatedly, and she was really conflicted in her heart.

To say that Qi Xuanhui is so anxious that he can't wait to marry her into the door tomorrow, Cui Wanqing doesn't feel moved, it's impossible.

But from ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, it is not a simple matter for women to marry, and it can even be said that the steps are cumbersome, the requirements are numerous, and the places pay attention to a variety of things.

As far as the capital is concerned, a slightly decent family has to prepare seasonal clothes, fashionable fabrics, all kinds of heads, ornaments and antiques, and shop for their own young lady.

As for the furniture, it is as big as the crescent moon, as small as the night pot, the plates, plates, plates, chopsticks for eating, the tea set for drinking tea, the teapot and the teapot, let's just say it, all related to food, clothing, housing and transportation, none of them can be pulled down, all of them must be prepared!

And if you don't prepare all these things for marriage, you will be laughed at for a lifetime in the future.

Originally, the wind of comparison in the capital was prevalent, except for the ordinary eunuchs. Don't dare to cross the royal family, that is to do the best of their own family, to prepare a dowry for the ladies in the family.

Don't talk about it far away, just talk about her second sister, when she got married, the Cui family gave her ninety-eight dowries, and each dowry was full of weight, absolutely without a little adulteration.

Cui Wanshu is only the son of Shuntianfu Yin, who has just taken office, and Cui Wanqing is going to marry now. That's the prince of the dynasty. The gap between them is huge!

This time, she was no longer carried into the east door of Liangwang's Mansion by a small sedan chair, but had to carry the sedan chair eight times. Ten miles of red makeup. Gongs and drums are noisy. The drums are playing in unison, and you will marry into the Liangwang Mansion in a grand manner!

How can it be arbitrary? How can you be contemptuous?

Rao is Cui Wanqing's two lives, but he is serious about marrying. This is also the first time she has been the wife of a main house, and she really values it.

When he landed, the small piece of paper in his hand weighed thousands of pounds, and he wanted to be fully prepared and married in a beautiful way, so that the women in the capital would envy him?

Or be considerate of your lover? Choose a recent day, go home and urge the family to hurry up and work for her, is this dowry, as long as you can see it on the big picture?

These two diametrically opposed emotions, at this moment, in Cui Wanqing's mind, tearing her hard and unruly, she couldn't help but be dizzy for a while, and she couldn't read the words on the paper clearly.

Cui Wanqing was too entangled, so she didn't know at all, because she cared too much, her face had turned pale from pink, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and even her hand holding the list began to tremble slightly.

Cui Wanqing like this, Qi Xuanhui was nervous in his heart, for fear that this person would faint without taking a breath.

Hurriedly raised his hand and took the list away at once, Cui Wanqing was startled by him, and stood up suddenly, raised his head, stared, and looked at Qi Xuanhui with great puzzlement.

Seeing this, Qi Xuanhui gritted his back molars hard, annoying himself more and more, secretly blaming himself for being so rash?

It's not really only eighteen years old, he has already passed this impulsive age, why can't he be patient any longer?

Seeing that Cui Wanqing was forced, she almost fainted, "I'm sorry." He apologized in a muffled voice.

Then he turned to look at Qi Xuanli again, and said sincerely: "Brother Jiu, I'm sorry." ”

Cui Wanqing's irrepressible nervousness just now was regarded as pouring a basin of cold water on Qi Xuanhui, which really made him regain some calm.

He knew that it didn't matter if he was in a hurry, but the persecution was all the people closest to him, look at how many times Qi Xuanli had taken the trouble to persuade him before?

It's a pity that he regarded the bitter words of his ninth brother as his mother-in-law, and laughed at Qi Xuanli for being verbose like a girl.

Alas, if I could have listened to Qi Xuanli's persuasion at the beginning, I wouldn't be like this today.

All along, Qi Xuanhui has always thought about Cui Wanqing first, in order to make his mother really like Cui Wanqing?

But now, if they really set the wedding date for three months later, what would the Empress Dowager Ciyuan think of Cui Wanqing?

Didn't all the work you did before be useless?

Alas, in the end, caring is chaotic, caring is chaotic

In the past few days, Qi Xuanhui and Cui Wanqing have been too excited.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said these two words of sorry, it greatly touched the other party's heart.

Qi Xuanli also came from this time, and he could understand his younger brother's urgency.

Besides, what is the use of having a brother?

Isn't it at this critical moment that he stepped forward to solve his brother's problems?

He immediately slapped the table and finalized the case, "It's the ninth day of June!" It couldn't have been better! ”

"Little Ninth Sister, your furniture is not ready, for my brother to drop the craftsman from the Internal Affairs Office!"

"As for the courtyards of Liangwang's Mansion that lack east and west, my brother and I have all covered, from furniture to furnishings, from flowers and plants to trees, they are all wedding gifts for my brother to the two of you!"

"I still don't believe it, I can't deal with everything in three months, we have silver, what are we afraid of?"

"Little Thirteen, Brother Nine supports you!"

"We will definitely be able to marry the little ninth sister home beautifully!"

After a pause, Qi Xuanli hurriedly added, "Uh, it's your home, your home"

Cui Wanqing was amused by Qi Xuanli, and covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, "Hey, look at what Brother Jiu said, let's transfer someone from the Internal Affairs Office to help, that's too eye-catching." ”

"Or it's set on the eighth day of the eighth month of August, and then there will be half a year, and the bits and pieces of things at home should be almost completed, at most, I will be cheeky to say more good things to my aunt, let her work harder, and then think about repaying her for this big favor."

When Qi Xuanhui saw the attitude of these two, it was diametrically opposed to before, one was more calm than the other, and the other was more straightforward, and he felt that this soft suit was too worthwhile, so he shook his head with a relieved smile.

Pointing to the crossed-out December 9th on the list, he said: "It's set on the ninth day of December, although the weather is cold, but the newcomer's dress is thickly lined, and the cold is not cold or anything." ”

"It's not like a hot day, wearing formal makeup, and you have to worry about heat stroke, I think it's good, it's the ninth day of December."

After speaking, Qi Xuanhui raised his head and asked Qi Xuanli, "Brother Jiu, do you think the queen mother will agree on this day?" (To be continued.) )