Chapter 19: Find a matchmaker
Aina pretended to be bored and waved her hand: "I found someone, I beat him violently, this animal was scared and urinated, knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy, I saw that he was scared like this, so I spared him once." β
Jin Lingling muttered a smile in his mouth, sighed and shook his head to reprimand. "You beat people like this for no reason, and you have to be unforgiving, even if it is an animal, then you have to do it according to the law, how can this be."
"Yes, yes, yes." Ainna nodded repeatedly, walked to a chair on the side, turned around and sat down, and said, "I'm bored to death, I'll play with the guards tomorrow, you don't care about me." β
Azimin is her aunt, although Song Jin has signed a covenant under the city, but as the royal lord and the future eldest princess, she led the guards to wander around, which was really not like words, and immediately scolded: "Your aunt and I also loved to play when we were young, but we only played in the capital, how can you run around like you." β
The whites of Aina's eyes turned up, and with a slight twist of her small palm, a pear on the table floated into her hand, and she glanced at her aunt and said, "Ainna has this hand, and if my aunt had it back then, she wouldn't have let people press the knife on her neck." β
Azimin's husband is called Lin Bolun, who was the generalissimo of the Northern Army of the Song Dynasty, and later the regent. This man is bold, wise and brave. When Azimin was still a princess, he captured a female assassin, this female assassin was his fiancΓ©e, in order to save people, he did not hesitate to pretend to be a nerd in the capital and fight with himself.
This is a sweet and painful scar in Azimin's heart, which is now uncovered by his niece and nephew, and he suddenly puffs out his cheeks, glares at him with a delicate eye, and turns around and leaves the living room in a huff.
How bad Xianggong is, Jin Lingling understands better than anyone else that she offended him, not only was she deceived by him into marriage, but also sold herself as a slave. Thinking back to the angry and loving Xianggong, Jin Lingling glanced at Aina with disgust, and said softly: "If you know where your aunt hurts, you can step on it, be careful of the way she sends you back to China." β
Ainna spit out her pink tongue lightly and said with a grin: "Then you still love that ruffian king so much, you can't do without him." β
Jin Lingling shook his head and said: "The heart of the public is not a fish and cannot be known!" When the words fell, he smiled and said to Aina again: "In the future, when you meet a handsome person like Xianggong, you can understand our mood, and go to sleep late at night." β
Not later, she had already met. Aina said in her heart, got up and sent Jin Lingling away, walked out of the hall with both hands, looked up at the crescent moon in the middle, and vaguely seemed to be able to see the Moon Palace Rabbit Peak, she was seventeen years old, as the daughter of the prince, everyone was stammered, even if the ruffian king of the Great Song Dynasty was not in a thousand ways, that heart that loved his wife would be difficult to find in the world, if there were really people in this world who spoiled her like this and loved her, then she was willing to die.
Retracting her eyes from the Moon Palace, Ainna walked in the quiet road of the blossoming flowers, her thoughts heavy, recalling the affectionate confession she had just heard lying under the eaves, the longing face, the eyes full of expectation, the soft whisper, the ...... of pity and pity
The moonlit night was so gentle, inducing emotions that broke out of the cocoon in people's hearts, as delicate as silk, and as sweet as wine, and a sympathetic tenderness erupted from Aina's body, jumping towards the twinkling stars, and drifting towards the ruined garden in the eastern city.
Next to the west courtyard of Tongfu, the dragon who was sleeping on the bed suddenly jumped in his ears, suddenly opened his eyes and turned over and sat up, Long Xing, who had just slept and felt the movement of her husband, opened her sleepy eyes in a daze, and saw that her husband was cold again, sleepy-eyed and awake, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?" β
"Here we go again." Although the sound of water was very small, the dragon bird could still hear that it was the same person, and he jumped off the bed silently, and quickly put on his clothes in the dark.
Long Xingzhi said that he loved to be fierce and ruthless, but losing it once had scared her for a lifetime, and hurriedly got out of bed and persuaded in a low voice: "That girl didn't hurt the young master, and she won't want to, if there is no need to fight, she must not force the incident quietly." β
Long Yu knew what his wife was afraid of, brushed her face with one hand, and said with a rare smile: "I know that for you and Yan'er, everything is led by forbearance." β
"Hmm." Long Xing replied gently, and the figure of the sudden husband scurried out of the window in a flash, and disappeared without a trace. She sat on a chair in the dark and waited for her husband to return, holding her hand on her lower palate and sighing softly, thinking that nothing would happen to ordinary guards, who knew that the martial arts of the people who came had reached the point of crossing the Willow River, if something happened to her husband, even if she was given two hundred taels a month.
Aina, who came with the soft moon, arrived at the garden with the wrong and thick attack in her heart, a little jump from the branches and leaves fell on the roof and squatted, her eyes as bright as a mirror searched around the darkness, and she didn't find anything unusual, her light body fell from the roof in the garden, and sat down on the stone platform where Lin Hua'an had just sat down, holding her chin and looking at the moon blankly.
The chasing dragon duck was hidden in one of the several ginseng trees at the far end, and stood motionless on the thin branches, as if he were floating in the air, rather than standing on the branches. The dragon duck, whose body was covered by a large green leaf, only showed two blazing eyes, looking at the girl sitting outside the bedroom where the loser was sleeping, and he was very puzzled. This girl was hiding under the eaves just now, and the vajra claw she cast was to catch the loser, but she suddenly stopped for something, and suddenly returned after leaving, and sat on the verandah to watch the moon in a daze, what did she want to do?
At the beginning of the dawn, the chirping of birds was endless.
Lin Huaan woke up, scratched his arm and itched, straightened his straw sandals, inserted them in his feet, got up and opened the door, stretched his muscles and bones under the magnificent clear light, and walked towards the water tank in front of him.
When his head was about to be inserted into the water tank, Long Xing walked in from Xiaoyue Gate with nitrate and towels, and when he saw his big eyes twisted over, he smiled and said, "Young master, the slave maid brought the washing utensils, don't splash water to clean your face." β
Lin Huaan raised his eyebrows, he just woke up, and she came to the plate so accurately, what kind of trouble is this? Pi Xiaorou didn't smile and said, "Aunt Long, it's such a coincidence, I just woke up and you came." β
Zhilu said that the young master was smart, Long Xing muttered a thick smile in his mouth, approached him and teased: "Yes, the young master can really sleep, and the slaves and maids have been waiting outside the door for most of the day." β
"I see." Relieved the doubts in his heart, Lin Huaan smiled and took the water cup and nitrate, he had read in the book that the ancients used salt to brush their teeth in the morning, but he didn't expect it to be true, and thanked: "I'm really sorry to let Aunt Long wait for so long, I don't have to be so troublesome in the future, I just go to the kitchen to get some salt and wash it." β
Seeing that the young master picked up the salt and slashed it in his mouth, as if his mouth had a grudge against him, Long Xing couldn't help but laugh, and groaned: "How can it be done, the young master gives the slave maid a family of three sixty taels of silver per month, and the slave and maid naturally can't let the young master spend this silver in vain." β
Gudu spit out the dirty water in his mouth, Lin Huaan sighed, it was really much refreshed, and waved his hand and said, "It's not a white flower, it's not a white flower at all." said, turned to look at her, and asked carefully: "By the way, Aunt Long ...... last night That one...... Did your daughter go to you? β
Long Xingshui had a deep smile on her face, and asked teasingly: "Does the young master want to ask Yan'er to tell the slave maid that you gave her a nickname to call the little dragon girl?" β
I really said it, Lin Huaan's shoulders collapsed, and he sighed with an old face. "I asked her not to tell others last night, but I didn't expect to sell me in a blink of an eye."
He bowed his shoulders in defeat, Long Xing smiled for a while, raised his thin eyebrows slightly, and comforted: "Yan'er is the daughter of a slave, not a betrayal of the young master." Besides, the nickname that the young master gave Yan'er is very good, and there is nothing unpleasant. β
"Yikes!" This reassurance made Lin Huaan's shoulders straighten, and he hurriedly asked, "Did she only say the nickname?" Nothing else? β
Long Xing's eyes were sparkling, and she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Young master, does Yan'er need to say anything else to the slave?" β
"No, no." was not sold by Yan'er, Lin Huaan was suddenly happy again, he touched his belly and walked towards Xiaoyuemen: "I'm hungry, I don't know what delicious Aunt Long cooked in the morning." β
Holding the washing utensils, Long Xing complained slightly: "What will be delicious in the morning, that is, white porridge and salted duck eggs, and at most a small dish of dried vegetables." β
Lin Huaan shook his head and looked back at her and praised: "Aunt Long's craftsmanship is excellent, it is white porridge with dried vegetables, which is also very delicious." β
Suddenly being praised, Long Xing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at the figure striding towards the hall, turned around with something and walked in the direction of the kitchen. This young master used to be sloppy, but I don't know what happened to him, and his temperament suddenly changed. Since Uncle Tong said that he was willing to spend sixty taels a month to take care of their family of three, he felt a strong sense of strangeness in his heart, but when he saw his clear and upright eyes, he knew that the young master was different, but he couldn't say what was different, and all his doubts were not solved until last night.
The young master should like Yan'er very much. Long Xing thought quietly as he walked to the kitchen, with the melancholy of being a mother on his face, if he didn't really like it, how could he reveal his life experience to Yan'er? But the young master is not an ordinary person, the two younger brothers of the same sect have come for two hundred years, all of them are holding the sun and the moon in their mouths, and they are appalling in their hands, and he is the crown of the eight clans, the spirit of loyalty and filial piety, Yan'er is just a mortal woman How can she have him alone.
Lin Huaan came to the hall, and after a while, thinking about Yan'er's cute and shy appearance, Long Xing came with breakfast, facing the future mother-in-law, she naturally straightened her body, and looked greedily into the small iron pot she was putting on. β
The young master's appearance is not like "loyalty and filial piety, the sound of the world, the old man of the world, the son and grandson of countless ancient and modern generations", Long Xingxiao shook his head, handed over the chopsticks and said: "The slave maid has already used it with Uncle Tong, didn't the young master find that Uncle Tong was not there?" β
"Yikes!" When she said this, Lin Huaan suddenly found that the brain door quickly searched the hall, and sure enough, he didn't see the wordy old man who died at every turn, and he was embarrassed to pick at his head and laugh. "No wonder he didn't wake me up early in the morning, chattering around me, he wasn't at home."
Long Xing smiled deeply, if Uncle Tong had nothing to do, would he pester the young master Luo Li and gossip? There was a joke in his eyes, and he deliberately said casually: "Actually, Uncle Tong didn't go far, and hurriedly ran to South Street early in the morning, saying that he was looking for Huang Matchmaker to pick up something." β
"Poof......" Hearing that the old man went to talk to the matchmaker, the white porridge in Lin Huaan's mouth spit out with a water dragon in front of him, followed by the bowl and chopsticks in his hand falling down, his stunned eyes were as wide as a cowbell and raised his back to face Long Xing, and his scalp was numb and asked, "Aunt Long, what do you say...... Where do you say the old man goes? β
The young master's stunned look made Long Xing laugh in his belly, and pointed to his nose endlessly, and said with certainty: "The young master heard it right, Uncle Tong just went to ask the matchmaker to be the matchmaker for you." β