Fang Yun and Zhao Hongxiang came to the second table together, and then Zhao Hongxiang introduced the six people at the same table to Fang Yun one by one.

"This is the right minister, Cao De'an, a university scholar. Zhao Hongxiang gestured to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked over, this was an old man with three long wisps of beard, slightly chubby, and an extremely kind smile.

One country has four phases, the left phase, the right phase, the auxiliary phase and the literary phase, and the officialdom status has decreased in turn, and this Cao De'an's status is second only to the left minister Liushan, and he is really above 10,000 people under one person among the hundred officials in Jingguo.

This person is a well-known good man, in charge of the household department and the Ministry of Industry, on the surface mediocre, without the slightest outstanding, and does not pay attention to the words and deeds of the left minister, and is called "the clay sculpture of Cao Youxiang" by some radical readers.

Fang Yun is not one of those hot-blooded students, he has analyzed the shape of Jingguo, this person is in charge of the household department, that is, in charge of Jingguo's money and food, if it weren't for this person who has been secretly balancing Zuo Xiang Liushan, the Queen Mother is powerless to compete with Liushan.

"Student Fang Yun, I have met Scholar Cao. Fang Yun greeted him with the attitude of a junior, rather than as an official, and seemed more intimate and respectful, unlike the group of Qingliu who looked down on this hero who really endured humiliation.

Cao Dean laughed and said: "It is worthy of being the first person in the world, and when I see it today, it is worthy of my reputation!

Fang Yun felt strange at first, this "clay sculpture of Cao Youxiang" was not like such a direct person, but after thinking about it, he realized that this is the Chen family, and this Cao De'an is also for the people of the Chen Shengshi family, expressing his loyalty to Jingguo.

Zhao Hongxiang introduced another scholar and said, "This is a scholar of Yueqing University. ”

"I've seen Lord Si. Fang Yun arched his hand, the smile on his face was much lighter than just now.

This assistant minister Si Yueqing is younger than Cao De'an, with black hair, a mustache under his nose that is particularly eye-catching, and a stern demeanor, no matter how you look at it, he is a sanctimonious old gentleman.

This person's nickname is the same as "Cao Youxiang of clay sculpture". was ridiculed as "the paper-paste Si Fuxiang", but Si Yueqing was more controversial than Cao De'an, not only because he was subservient in front of Zuo Xiang Liushan, but also because his name "Si Yueqing" was misinterpreted as "Siqing" and "Siqingguo", which caused a lot of laughter and scolding.

Si Yueqing said: "Fang Wenhou is loyal to the country, and the name of saving Jingguo is in water and fire, and he is an example for the ministers, please accept my worship." When he had finished speaking, he bowed down and bowed.

Fang Yun found that several people around him looked indifferent, and Zhao Hongxiang directly looked at the sky and rolled his eyes, so he said in his heart that this was the specialty of the auxiliary minister Si Yueqing. No matter who he is, he is serious, but he is extremely good at doing things.

"Si Da Shi is polite. Fang Yundao.

After that, Zhao Hongxiang introduced the rest of the people one by one, and then sat down together.

Zhao Hongxiang said with a smile: "The wedding banquet hasn't started yet, and I can't toast, so I'll use tea instead of wine to toast Fang Yun, thank him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sit here." ”

Mao Shangshu, another member of the university's Rites Department, said: "Fang Yun, don't leave today, I have a stomach to ask you." ”

Cao Dean smiled: "It's not just you, who in Jingguo doesn't have anything to say and wants to ask Fang Yun?" I really envy Wen Ying." I knew that I could meet such a thousand-year-old talent in Jiangzhou, so I didn't want to be the right minister, so I sat in Dayuan Mansion and waited for the genius to come out. ”

The people at the four tables around laughed together, and they all said that they had something to ask Fang Yun.

Fang Yun secretly observed. found that this Beijing official is different from Jiangzhou's, Jiangzhou's officials see that they are naturally close and constantly flattering, but this Beijing official is much more generous, and also recognizes his status and identity. But the attitude is different.

Some are distant, but more often than not, a gentleman's friendship is as light as water, just like Li Wenying. Praise is praise, but the point stops.

After a while, a subordinate wearing a red ribbon ran out and whispered, "Mrs. Tai is here." ”

Whoa......

Everyone got up in unison, and the people in the courtyard didn't know what was happening, but when they saw the people in the house get up, they also stood up in unison.

Not long after, two maids wearing red fish water costumes came out of the door on the right, and the two maids each held jade ruyi and opened the door curtain.

An old woman with silver hair sat in a machine chair and slowly drove into the main hall under the impetus of a strong talent.

Fang Yun looked at the old woman, who was already dying, breathing extremely slowly, his hands and face were full of age spots, and he seemed to be asleep.

"Grandmother, grandson greetings. Chen Mingding, the head of the Chen family, immediately knelt in front of the old woman, stretched out his hand to hold the old woman's hand, and smiled.

Fang Yun respected this Chen Mingding even more in his heart, the dignified Confucian knelt so neatly in front of so many people, not to mention for the time being, just such an age and such admiration are enough to make people moved.

The rest of the people were inconvenient to kneel, and they all bowed their heads slightly.

"Hmm. Mrs. Chen snorted lightly, opened her eyelids, glanced at Chen Mingding in confusion, a heavy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then closed her eyes.

At this moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers came from the street outside Chen's house.

Chen Mingding waved his hand casually, blocking the sound outside, and then said: "Grandmother, Jing'er has already welcomed the bride back, you wait a minute, they will worship in front of you immediately." ”

"Hmm......" Mrs. Chen didn't even blink her eyelids this time.

Chen Mingding stood up and said, "Sit down, I'll go to greet the bride and groom." ”

Fang Yun and the others sat down and spoke in a low voice, for fear of alarming Mrs. Chen.

After a while, everyone saw a group of people walking at the gate of the compound and immediately got up.

Fang Yun looked up and saw the groom slowly walking in with the bride, both of them were dressed in red, and the bride was wearing a red hijab on her head. There are many people behind, some people play suona, some people beat cymbals, laughter, and bursts of music.

Fang Yun looked at the couple with a smile.

Seeing that the bride and groom were about to enter the door, the Xiucai behind Mrs. Chen suddenly whispered: "Mrs. Tai, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone hurriedly looked at Mrs. Chen, and saw that her head was tilted to one side, and her hands were turned outward, hanging down at her knees.

The wind was blowing, and a purple-clothed figure flew from outside the door to Mrs. Chen almost in the blink of an eye.

"Grandmother, grandmother!" the great Confucian Chen Mingding called softly, his voice full of anxiety.

After calling several times, Chen Mingding took Mrs. Chen's pulse with a trembling hand, quickly let go, and then checked the pulse again, and repeated it more than ten times before he completely let go of Mrs. Chen's hand and slowly stood up.

Chen Mingding's face was only a little gloomy compared to usual, he looked around at everyone, and said slowly: "Grandmother, the old man wants to see Jing'er get married the most before he dies, and the interruption of the wedding not only displeases my grandmother, but also does not conform to the etiquette system. Jing'er and the bride worshipped in front of her grandmother and got married, fulfilling her grandmother's last wish. ”

"As it should be. The crowd agreed.

Fang Yun and Zhao Hongxiang looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, it was supposed to be a happy day but someone died, which made people laugh or cry.

The atmosphere in Chen's Mansion was a little weird.

The officiating marryman, the big Confucian Zhang Hu, could only preside over the wedding head-on.

Xiao Guogong's eyes flashed in the courtyard, he quickly lowered his head, and his clenched right fist slowly loosened. (To be continued......)