Yu Mingzhu asked Dye Xia to send a note to Han Qi.

Han Qi touched his goatee after looking at it, and nodded towards Yu Mingzhu, thinking that this old man is also a person who likes to pull matchmakers, and when he saw the note given by Yu Mingzhu, an old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Yu Mingzhu took a sip of tea, and then put down the teacup, and not far away, Wang Ruolan hired Tingting to come over.

I only heard this Wang Ruolan say: "Sister Mingzhu, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Yu Mingzhu smiled and said, "It's not a long time." ”

Yu Mingzhu doesn't like her very much, just because she suffered under this woman in her previous life, there is a kind of person in this world, who is very measured in what she says and does, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Sister Mingzhu is still so humorous, in a few days, Sister Mingxiang and I will have a poetry meeting on Yanming Lake, I don't know if my sister is willing to appreciate her face."

Yu Mingzhu naturally knew that this was Yu Mingxiang begging for peace.

Yu Mingzhu didn't speak, this Wang Ruolan continued: "Sister Mingxiang and Sister Mingzhu are sisters, they grew up together, and their feelings are naturally very common, but there is a saying that the more intimate they are, the easier it is to overcome, and it is precisely because of their closeness that they will easily hurt each other." ”

I have to say that Wang Ruolan's words are extremely reasonable.

"For Sister Wang's sake, I'll go once, but I don't want to hear anyone say bad things about my husband."

When Yu Mingzhu spoke, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Gu Huaiming intently.

Wang Ruolan sneered: "Sister Mingzhu and her husband are really in love." ”

Yu Mingzhu didn't speak, Wang Ruolan left with interest, and Dye Dong came to Yu Mingzhu's side and said, "Didn't Miss hate this Miss Wang before?" ”

Yu Mingzhu had made a fool of herself in front of this Wang Ruolan in her previous life, Yu Mingzhu was confident and her appearance was better than Wang Ruolan, but among the noble ladies of Suzhou, Wang Ruolan's reputation was better.

Reliving a lifetime, Yu Mingzhu's jealousy is still very strong.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Han Qi squinted his eyes and said drunkenly: "The daughter who played the pipa is one of my female disciples, she has a poor background and has nothing to rely on. ”

The scholars who had been drinking in the dark suddenly pricked up their ears.

Liang is quite lenient about marriage, in addition to the sons of the high family, it is not a small number of scholars and poor people to marry Oiran, there is an Oiran in Beijing who married a three-rank master who is nearly forty years old as a wife, although it is a little absurd, but it is not a few.

Jiang Ru has the reputation of a fairy in the painting, and he is a clean man, he is a wife who is a talented person, but he is not a high climber.

Liang Kuan's eyelids jumped, he originally had some thoughts about Jiang Ru, but listening to Han Qi's words, it seemed that he was going to give her a serious family.

"Lord Han, Jiang Ru is now considered a member of the Yu family, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

Han Qi touched his beard, and he said with a smile: "It was the daughter of the Yu family who asked me to find a family business for her." ”

Liang Kuan was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, thinking that this Yu Mingzhu was a woman in the end, and Gu Huaiming was even more of a son-in-law, how could he let such a woman stay under his nose.

"I wonder if Lord Han has a candidate in mind?"

Han Qi looked at Yuan Mei, who was drinking on the side, and said with a smile: "I think Yuan Xiaoyou is a talent, and he is quite talented, but he is a good candidate." ”

Yuan Mei originally thought that it was none of his business, but he looked up at Han Qi in confusion.

What kind of mandarin duck score does this old man mess with?

Han Qi saw Yuan Mei's gaze, so he asked with a smile, "I don't know what Yuan Xiaoyou thinks?" ”

Yuan Mei said in a deep voice: "I have no intention of marrying a wife, I'm really sorry." ”

Yu Mingzhu was suddenly a little surprised, it seems that this Yuan Mei is a principled person, she estimated that many scholars at this banquet, eight out of ten would agree.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Mei was unmoved.

Jiang Ru knelt behind Yu Mingzhu and didn't say a word, looking very calm.

Han Qi didn't think that Yuan Mei would agree, so he didn't entangle, but said lightly: "That's it, it's okay, it's also my fault for stopping this matter on a whim." ”

Han Qi raised his glass and continued to drink.

At this time, Gu Huaiming, who was beside Han Qi, glanced at Yu Mingzhu thoughtfully, and Yu Mingzhu showed a smile towards Gu Huaiming.

Jiang Ru behind him said softly: "He doesn't want to marry me, what is the young lady going to do?" ”

Yu Mingzhu said with a smile: "I thought you were so calm, it's man-made, I think Miss Jiang should know the heart of a scholar best, and when you go down the mountain later, I will send Dye Xia to follow you, you can do it yourself." ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Jiang Ru's eyes.

Yu Mingzhu said: "Although women can't go out of the cabinet and enter the phase, they are not the utensils for men to give birth. ”

Jiang Ru nodded, and she said softly: "In the past, I only thought that you were a daughter-in-law with a good fate, but now it seems that Second Brother Gu chose you, which is indeed reasonable." ”

Yu Mingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a smile: "Weren't you also a young lady from an official eunuch family before?" Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? ”

Jiang Ru fell into deep thought after listening to this.

Yu Mingzhu doesn't like to read, and she doesn't like to compose poetry, and people in Dongfu say that she is a straw bag who doesn't learn and can't do anything, but Yu Mingzhu also recognizes it.

Most of the aristocratic women in Daliang are talented women who dance and write, embroider and play the piano, and there are also noble women who are skilled in kung fu, unlike men, they can have their own unique personalities and behaviors, and their faces and identities are overlapped into one name.

It's like a pet in captivity for families and men.

Yu Mingzhu was not interested in listening to the poems, and Dye Chun couldn't help but say a little funny: "How good the poems made by my uncle, why can't you cheer up and listen to them." ”

Yu Mingzhu naturally listened.

"It's not as much fun as singing a few songs."

Yu Mingzhu remembered a prostitute she met on the way to escape in her previous life, who was very good at singing small songs, and the words she sang were very simple, but it was indeed very pleasant to listen to.

"What Miss said, you look at the ladies and ladies of other families listen to it with relish, and you are not afraid that others will see it and say that you don't know how to appreciate it."

Dye Dong answered, in this regard, she and Dye Chun are in a united front.

Dye Xia said lightly: "Is Miss sleepy?" ”

Yu Mingzhu yawned and said, "It's really a little." ”

Dye Xia smiled and said: "The slave's mother once scolded the slave's younger brother, saying that when he was studying and attending classes, he was very serious, and Mr. talked about the big truths, if he learned those big truths, he would be able to become an official in the future, but it's a pity that my brother is gone, otherwise he may be able to become a showman." ”

Dye Dong said with a smile: "Scholars like to talk about big truths, and the ancestors of readers have summed up a set of big truths, only those who read understand them, and those who read will use these big truths to control those of us who don't understand anything." ”

Yu Mingzhu suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, she looked at Gu Huaiming, Gu Huaiming is a scholar who has undergone orthodox training, he may not agree with that set of things in his heart, and may even be a little deviant, but at this time, in order to enter the circle of this reader, he has to make some poems that he does not approve.

Gu Huaiming's loyal and patriotic poems, Yu Mingzhu felt fake.