Chapter 279: Candidate
Chi Chun sneered: "What His Royal Highness Sixth said about it, the slave maid was engaged to the family in the past, what are you not willing to do?" β
Zhao Xiyan's eyes flashed, and he leaned over to look at the woman's eyebrows, and looked at them thinly and deeply, which made Chi Chun panic.
"Sixth Highness?"
"Auntie really doesn't know?" Zhao Xiyan said lightly, and his tone was slightly resentful.
Chi Chun, who has been in the old age for a long time, is not a cardamom girl anymore, she is five years older than Zhao Xiyan, and she instantly understands everything, but her mood is even more chaotic.
"Your Highness, you are not weak yet, so don't joke about slaves." Chi Chun avoided his eyes, "The slave maid's family is married, and the slave maid herself is also willing." β
"The vicissitudes of life are not yesterday, the thin marriage contract paper has been yellowed, why should my aunt be stuck here?" Zhao Xiyan stepped forward a little anxiously, and bit his teeth, "Or is it my aunt's own mind..."
Zhao Xiyan didn't dare to continue. The stares were a little more nervous, and cautious.
Chi Chun felt his heartbeat faster. She couldn't help but curse herself, she was twenty-one years old, how could she still be a sixteen teenager.
"Yaotai Yufeng, the family crest of the Wei Chi family. Does Your Highness know what it looks like? Chi Chun settled down and asked lightly.
Zhao Xiyan was stunned for a long time. Yaotai Yufeng, of course he knows what the flowers are, but he doesn't know anything about the family crest of Yaotai Yufeng.
Wei Chi. The once famous family has been annihilated in the dust of history, and the former clansmen are busy abandoning this surname and living in the fate of the new dynasty.
Seeing that the young man was stunned, Chi Chun smiled self-deprecatingly: "Now the only people in the world who still recognize Yaotai Yufeng are the slave maid and him." β
Why don't you forget a marriage contract?
Because he and I are the same people after this vicissitudes.
Zhao Xiyan's pupils contracted for a moment, and he didn't know how to go back for a long time, his heart was full of confusion, astringent and helpless.
"Your Highness, this wall Bodhisattva is very well painted. There are also a lot of Guanyin paintings hidden in the slave palace, but now they are not as good as His Royal Highness's paintings. β
Chi Chun felt his heartbeat gradually calming down, looked at the half-painted Buddha statue, and changed the subject.
Zhao Xiyan hung his head, silent, unable to see what his expression was.
"If Your Highness really wants to finish painting the Bodhisattva, it would be good to tell the craftsman, it is not in accordance with the rules for you to paint it yourself. Please ask Your Highness to go down with the slave and maid, if Your Highness has a mistake, the matter is very important. β
Chi Chun politely persuaded him again, and was about to get off the shelf, but he felt that there was no movement behind him, and he turned back in confusion.
"Your Highness?"
"The bodhisattva of the main hall has not yet been painted. Why don't my aunt help me come up with an idea, what does my aunt think the Bodhisattva looks like? β
"It should be beautiful, compassionate, and unstained."
"Really?"
"Your Highness, don't be embarrassed. The slave and maid are not destined people, and they have never seen the Bodhisattva appear, so they dare not speak falsely. β
Chi Chun blinked her eyes, she didn't know what Zhao Xiyan's intentions were, she was not an expert in painting.
Zhao Xiyan looked at the confused person in front of him, as if he saw that summer afternoon again, in the long alley, a woman in green clothes fell down, stepping on the snow-white acacia flowers all over the ground, especially when looking through the bamboo curtain supported by the sun, it was really beautiful like a dream.
The young Lang's heart moved like that.
Zhao Xiyan smiled: "I've seen it, I've seen a bodhisattva like that." β
Eat Chun was slightly surprised: "Where is it?" β
Zhao Xiyan looked at the woman meaningfully: "Isn't it right here?" β
Wei Chichun, who was already twenty-one years of conceit, suddenly turned red.
The wind rises, the shadow moves, the bell rings in the deep mountains of Lingyin Temple, and I am attached to you.
The rich and noble place in the city of Jiangnan, if the gold and silver are idle, located in the depths of this willow, is Jiangning weaving, Cao Mansion.
Cao You leaned on the couch, as if his body was not very good, and the decoction was sent like water, and he had to rest for a while after saying a few words.
"Is the shortlist drawn up?" Cao You panted and said in a rough voice.
Cao Xili knelt down at the foot of the hall and responded: "The daughter of the Cao family who participated in the establishment of a wife in the Qian family has been drawn up." I just heard that the saint intends to protect the daughter of the Yang family. β
"Oh? Yang Gong's Yang family? Cao Youyin smiled sympathetically, "It's not strange." Yang Gong is about to enter Beijing to take up his post, and he will be the dog of the heavenly family in the future, and the saint helps the woman of his family to install a nail in the Qian family. β
Cao Xili's face was solemn: "It's just that if the saint intervenes, even if it is a public election, the possibility of the Yang family's daughter winning the championship will be much greater, and it will be a nightmare for my Cao family and the relationship between my Cao family and the Qian family." β
"Of course you can't let the daughter of the Yang family be selected! No, it's not that it can't, it's absolutely not allowed! Even the slightest possibility is completely killed! β
Cao Youmeng drank loudly, smashed the Chinese medicine bowl in his hand, and the porcelain pieces splashed in all directions, and the piercing sound scratched people's eardrums.
"Father's anger !!" Cao Xili hurriedly kowtowed, and even deliberately suppressed his breathing.
Or in this Cao Mansion with deep gray walls, he can't even breathe smoothly every day, and he always feels that someone is pinching his neck.
"But if my Cao family wins at all costs, wouldn't it mean that everyone will see it and lose face in the heavens." Cao Xili took a deep breath and tentatively, "Even if the daughter of the Cao family enters the Qian Mansion, will the Yang family and the Heavenly family let the Cao family go afterwards?" β
Cao You used the ginseng soup served by the slave, and said evenly: "So the daughter of the Cao family can't directly face the daughter of the Yang family." The old man has already chosen a replacement, a pawn who has enough qualifications to run for the election and can drive for my Cao family. β
Cao Xili was happy: "Wonderful, in this way, my Cao family can win the game in front of the stage behind the scenes." β
Cao You took out a red sandalwood box from under the pillow and opened it, which was a candidate for Qian Mu's wife.
Yin Sheng.
The red paint on it is painted with gold.
Cao Xili was stunned. Shen Yin, the eldest girl of Pyeongchang Hou Shen Gui?
"The old man has ordered someone to arrange it, and Yin Sheng will be selected as a cousin of the Su family. Su Qian followed the head of the Qian family, and his family background was enough. Besides, with her original ability as the daughter of the Hou Mansion, she is afraid that she will not be able to win against a Yang family girl? β
Cao Youyin smiled, and his smug eyes narrowed into a slit.
Shen ...... No, can Miss Yin wish? Cao Xili hesitated.
Cao You raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What, cherish the gift, as the current head of the Cao family, you should only remember the four words of family interests, how can you have the leisure to care about other wishes?" β
After a pause, Cao You grinned strangely: "Don't forget, if the Cao family is defeated one day, you won't be able to protect the Feng family in the first place...... Don't let me down. β
Two hours later, Cao Xili walked out of the upper room with heavy steps, and saw a shadow standing under the porch waiting for him from a distance.
"Reirou!" The woman called, with a snow-white fox velvet narrow shoulder jacket hugging a small face, smiling like a hosta flower in the autumn wind.
So Cao Xili's stuffy things disappeared. He stepped forward quickly, took the woman's reddish little hand, and feigned anger.
"Mercy! Who told you to come out and pick me up? It's cold in October, look at your hands are frozen red, isn't it okay to wait for me in the back house? β
After speaking, Cao Xili leaned down, gently rubbed the woman's little hand, and breathed heat, judging the two of them as the head of the Cao family, who is known to the world.
Looking at the top of Lang Jun's head, Feng Lian blushed and said shyly: "Don't worry about the concubine." This time, the undercurrent of the Qian family's wife is turbulent, you can't rest well for several days, and now you are called by the ancestor of the family again..."
"Eh, father, you should call father." Cao Xili interrupted.
Feng Lian's face turned even redder: "I haven't passed the door yet." β
Cao Xili was right, word by word: "Pity, it's almost time, I will definitely carry a sedan chair to meet you, as long as my Cao family ties up the alliance with the Qian family, soon." β
Feng Lian lowered her head and stopped talking. She also used to live in Shengjing Vanity Fair, so she didn't understand power games and didn't speak half of her love words.
The world says how the Cao family is amazing. As the Son of Heaven Chaotang Jiangning weaving, and loyal to the Qian family, he lived in the cracks.
But only those who understand in the bureau know that this is no less than walking on a rope on a cliff, and if you can save a lifetime, one day both sides will not be able to tolerate two domestic slaves.
"Does Lilang agree that the Cao family chose the Qian family?" Feng Lian lowered her head.
"As long as we can become relatives of the Qian family, we will stand in the same boat as the Qian family. Qin Nanxiang can't count on it, this time he will be able to marry the Qian family. When the time comes, if Jiangning doesn't weave, the imperial palace will not dare to touch my Cao family. β
Cao Xili's face was excited, he clenched Feng Lian's hand heavily, and added: "When the time comes, I will definitely be able to protect you thoroughly, and I will definitely be able to marry you in a dignified manner." β
Feng Lian smiled, her eyes were red with a smile, and everyone said how the head of the Cao family was ruthless and heartless, but in her eyes, she was still the young man who went crazy when she saw her.
is crazy and wants her to be a good family who will be dedicated to the right minister Zhao Yin.
Although thanks to Liu Hui, who was in the side room at the time, and Qian Mu, who was known as Gongzi Fei, Feng Lian left Shengjing as a distant relative of the Qian family, became incognito, and became Cao Xili's fiancΓ©e.
"Pity, I heard that the plum blossoms in Dongshan are blooming, and I have to be free, I'll take you to see it." Cao Xili said in a low voice, his eyes tentatively and inquiring.
"There is a sugar gourd at the foot of the East Mountain, which is also delicious, let's eat it together. You don't like sweetness, so I'll ask them to put less caramel in it. Feng Lian raised her hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled.
"Good. When the matter of establishing a wife is done, I will accompany you. Cao Xili touched Feng Lian's forehead and said lightly.
Feng Lian burst into tears. chose Cao Jiaerlang, for this person, she dared to bet all her life.