Mrs. Wang, who had not been able to meet the so-called young master last time, got up early in the morning, and before dawn, she had already appeared at the door of the house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoCompared with the previous two times empty-handed, this time Wang Yuyan brought a portrait of the woman. It is precisely because of this portrait that Mrs. Wang's confidence has never been higher.

When he got up in the morning, Hu Zhou, who felt that his eyelids were jumping, heard a knock on the door, and his face was not good-looking.

Li Zhi went to open the door, and the one who came in was indeed an enthusiastic matchmaker.

As soon as Wang Yuyan entered the door, she saw Mu Qian, who had not been able to see her twice, and couldn't help but be happy. Although it is not as handsome as Hu Zhou, it is better than fortitude and stability. Besides, men are not as good-looking as women. Well, Mrs. Wang is getting more and more satisfied.

If this match made in heaven is completed, aside from the gift money of Xie Media, just a good story can make your reputation go to a higher level, and then you are afraid that those who come here will not break the threshold?

Mu Qian was terrified by Wang Yuyan's eyes.

"Mrs. Wang, you are here again, it just so happens that my young master has not gone out yet, talk about the matchmaker, you can talk to him yourself." Hu Zhou took the lead.

Matchmaker? Mu Qian didn't have time to react, Wang Yuyan had already rushed in front of him, and said with tears in her eyes: "Mu Gongzi, one trip to the left and one trip to the right, it can be regarded as letting me see you."

"Looking for a shepherd... Son... I? Mu Qian looked at Hu Zhou, then at Li Zhi, and said uncertainly.

Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes "coquettishly", "Why don't you just look for Gongzi, Mu Qian, Mu Gongzi." Wang Yuyan, who was in a hurry with the stars and the moon, felt that Mu Qian was not as cool as Hu Zhou's little Langjun.

named him, Mu Qian had to admit that it was himself. But the young master? Mu Qian, who was in a hurry, was sure and sure that this was a pit.

didn't hide it, Wang Yuyan directly spread the woman's portrait on the table. That posture made Hu Zhou understand the meaning: Come and see, it's this girl.

It looks like it is unframed, and it can be seen that it is new ink, and it obviously looks like it has just been painted.

But none of the above is the point.

Hu Zhou admits that if the people in the painting walk down, they will probably be amazed. The skin is like fat jade, the eyebrows are like green without painting, the face is like a goose egg, and the eyes are like apricots.

The Biren on the portrait is flawless.

It's just that the more this happens, the more it reminds Hu Zhou of a story he heard before. It is said that in the past, the emperor chose a concubine, and in order to avoid the need for labor, all the jade people who participated in the election were selected with portraits. For a while, Luoyang paper was expensive, and the poor painter became a guest of honor. As a result, for every tael or ten taels of silver, the woman is missing a defect in the painting. On the contrary, if you don't give silver, even if you are a beautiful woman, it will be ugly to draw it. You can imagine how the result will be.

It was Hu Zhou who subconsciously asked: "What is the woman's family background?"

Wang Yuyan, who put the looks of several people in her eyes, smiled silently. Hu Zhou hurriedly added: "I asked for my young master."

Looking at the slightly shabby mansion, Wang Yuyan replied confidently: "If the shepherd son says that if he takes the career in the future, Master Yang can donate a prisoner for the son." But the future of the future still depends on the son himself. ”

I asked last time, Mu Qian has no fame. It's just that it looks a little bookish, so Mrs. Wang said this. In addition, listening to what she said, Master Yang is most likely a wealthy businessman.

Mu Qian, who seemed to be shocked by the portrait, hesitated: "Master Yang in your mouth, don't you mind that I am not a native of Lanzi?"

Lanzi is not rich in products, relying on trade, frequent business travel, attracted by the land and people, since then it is not uncommon to settle in Lanzi. But these are only common among the common people.

Wang Yuyan, who was nourished by Lanzi's water and soil, said heroically: "Heroes don't ask where they come from. Men have ambitions in all directions. In short, don't care! ”

"Is it okay to be small?" Mu Qian obviously has to inch in.

Lanzi women are mostly vassals, and their status can be seen. There is no such thing as a wife. After years of heavy literature and military suppression, it has improved, but freezing three feet is not a cold. The concept in the bones can be changed if it can be changed. It is a family with status and status, and marrying a wife and taking a concubine is a beautiful talk. On the contrary, if the family background is said to be in the past, he does not want his daughter to marry into someone else's family as a concubine.

But the matchmaker Wang, who was full of posture, didn't see the anger she imagined, but hesitated a little and said: "I can't be a matchmaker, I need to ask Master Yang." Childe is married? ”

Mu Qian was slightly stunned, and then said confidently: "I haven't married yet."

When the play is here, it's natural time to take a curtain call. Judging from the current situation of several people, it is difficult to say whether they will meet jackals first and then tigers and leopards, but it is probably a situation where mud bodhisattvas cross the river, so naturally they will not consider marrying. Now leaving the impression of being in a dilapidated house but arrogant, there are not many parents who want to push their daughter into the fire pit, and there will be no more trouble in the future.

Mrs. Wang didn't leave in a bad mood, before leaving, is the woman not good-looking, and she is not worthy of questions like you, Mu Qian was silent, and Hu Zhou answered decently when she sent her away, Wang Yuyan's face looked better.

Hu Zhou went to send it out of helplessness, because from Li Zhiyue's eager eyes, Hu Zhou sensed the crisis of being an arranged marriage. said a few good words, because I was worried that Wang Yuyan went out with her front foot, and turned around with her back foot to scold the street, which was too ugly.

"Don't need to explain a thing or two?" Seeing Hu Zhou go straight to the inner room, Mu Qian asked.

Shaking his head without thinking about it, the facts are not complicated, from the time Hu Zhou shirked Mu Qian is master, his attitude towards this inexplicable marriage was naturally refused. If Hu Zhou refused, Li Zhi would not agree, and Mu Qian had to refuse. Hu Zhou opened his mouth and asked about something else, "Is there any progress on your side?" ”

made up an unwarranted story, and these few Mu Qian told stories on a small scale, so as to ask some about Lanzi's past, and the harvest was pitiful. The approximate age inferred from the font style of the map can be inferred at least 200 years ago. There are very few ancient books and documents left in Lanzi, and it is difficult to have a clue in a short time.

The result could be seen from his face, Hu Zhou stretched his waist and said: "After the attack, I first avoided Luoyuan Lane, and now I live here, so I will go out for a walk today and try my luck with you."

"You're going to help me?" Mu Qian was surprised.

Hu Zhou said helplessly: "Since you are in the same boat, helping you is helping me." As he spoke, when he passed by Mu Qian, he gently patted him on the shoulder.

Mu Qian had difficulty adjusting to this sudden intimacy for a while.

locked, Li Zhi followed the two and went out together.

On the way, Hu Zhou asked Mu Qian how to find clues, but there are news channels, but after learning Mu Qian's method, Hu Zhou couldn't help frowning, from the ordinary people who only rely on oral transmission from generation to generation, it is difficult to learn the name of a remote place hundreds of years ago, which is no different from finding a needle in a haystack. If you're unlucky, you'll have to go after the Year of the Monkey.

As for the books, Hu Zhou thought, I don't know if the county chronicles can be borrowed.

Looking at the antique streets of North Street for the first time, looking at two or three idlers sitting under the ancient acacia and chatting, Hu Zhou was thoughtful.