422. Good day
However, it turned out that this was the case, Ye Zichuan's voice fell, and a familiar and unflattened voice came: "Oh, Zichuan, it's really sad for you to say this, but that's okay, you said so, I have no psychological burden at all when I come to eat." ”
The tone is still the same tone, but when she heard the word 'people', Meng Wei subconsciously rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, this Chu has not been seen for a while, and her ability to be a demon is still so impressive.
"When did you ever have a mental burden?"
If you have a psychological burden, you will often come to rub the rice, not to mention, once Meng Wei makes some salted eggs, preserved eggs, beef jerky and brews new wine, will he have to splash and roll and take away some of it?
Hearing Ye Zichuan ask, Chu Jingfeng really thought about it seriously: "You say so, I didn't seem to have any psychological burden when I came to eat before. ”
Ye Zichuan twitched the corners of his mouth, sure enough, he overestimated someone too much.
Mrs. Huguo Hou smiled, but she welcomed Chu Jingfeng very much, and hurriedly asked people to prepare a position on the other side of Ye Zichuan: "Come on, come on, sit down, Zichuan has lost a lot of weight after being away for so long, but his arms feel stronger, but I haven't seen you for a few days, I heard that you are busy with your barbecue restaurant all day long, and it is very popular in the capital, and you have lost weight and blackened when you see it today." ”
"Dark?" Chu got up and looked at Meng Wei, "Xiao Weiwei, you have always been the most discerning, am I really dark?" Does the shadow affect my romantic grace? ”
As he spoke, he fanned the fan decently, and saw the green tendons of Ye Zichuan in the middle jumping, and simply turned sideways to block Chu Jingfeng's gaze.
Chu Jingfeng was slightly dissatisfied, but before he could speak, Meng Wei smiled: "Actually, if you want me to say, I think it's better for a man to tan, it's too white like a little white face...... Well, I mean to think about what kind of face or father-in-law is said in that kind of drama, and the man is darker and more manly. ”
Chu Jingfan's hand paused, he hadn't seen it before, but he had entered the palace many times, and he had seen a lot of fathers-in-law, thinking of those fathers-in-law who rubbed grease and powdered their faces to make their faces snow-white, and who spoke with orchid fingers, thinking that his previous skin color was comparable to that of his father-in-law, Chu Jingfeng was not sad that his skin was tanned.
"Hehe, in fact, I also think it's better to tan, it's still Xiao Weiwei's eyes," Chu Jingfeng adjusted his mood for a second and sat down again, took out a piece of red paper from his arms and said what he meant, "I wanted to enter the palace to see you today, but I didn't expect to enter the palace late, the emperor said that the Hou Ye and you have already left the palace, and when I was about to leave, my grandfather just calculated a few good days to marry, and this time I came back to choose for you." ”
Is it advisable to marry?
As soon as these words were spoken, where did the people present not understand?
Indeed, Mrs. Huguohou originally planned to let Ye Zichuan and Meng Wei get married, if it weren't for the war again, maybe Meng Wei would have her precious grandson in her belly now.
I have to say that the new emperor's thoughts are very good, and Chu Jingfeng's grandfather happens to be Qin Tianjian, so it is normal to let Chu Jingfeng come and run.
Mrs. Huguo happily took the red paper, and first handed it to the old lady: "Dad, why don't you choose a date?" ”
The old lady stroked her beard and looked at the three days above: "It's the end of August now,"
"It's too busy on the sixth day of September, and Zhao'er can't come back, there are two days on October 18, and the tenth day of February next year, it's better to be October 18, when the weather is not so hot, Zhao'er is almost back."
"October 18 is good, this day is good, since my father also thinks that it will be October 18, and I will report to the emperor tomorrow morning when I retire."
As soon as the old lady spoke, it was unanimously passed, as for the Zhao'er in the old lady's mouth, it was natural to refer to General Yunlu, the royal family of Anguo and Chen, plus a series of new policies developed for the people before, so that those people did not have much opposition, so General Yunlu left the deputy general and part of the troops to personally escort the three princes back to Beijing, and it is expected that he will come back at the end of September at the latest, and there will be a celebration banquet in the palace at that time.
It may be the relationship between the new emperor and the Protector's Mansion, or it may be the relationship between Ye Zichuan who has made great contributions, the day after he came back, Meng Wei received two invitations, one is to appreciate chrysanthemums, and the other is a post about tasting tea, and the other party's identity is not low, she is the daughter of a minister of the first and second grades, but Meng Wei has not been in contact with them before.
Meng Wei was hesitating which one to accept, in fact, on such a hot day, she didn't want to go out and walk around at all, and would rather rest in a room full of ice cubes than compete with a group of unfamiliar women.
But in the end, the relationship between the Beijing family is complicated, and the human relationship is normal, so it is naturally impossible for her not to contact people.
"County gentleman, Madame is here."
As soon as Meng Wei came back to her senses, she hurriedly led someone out of the house to greet her, and when she left the house, she saw Mrs. Huguohou walking with a smile on her face, followed by a grandmother in palace clothes.
"Ma'am, come into the house and cool down."
"It's okay, it's just a little way, I'm not hot, come on, come in."
When she entered the house, Mrs. Huguo Hou introduced the person behind her, who was indeed a grandmother, or a grandmother in the palace who was responsible for teaching those beautiful girls who had just entered the palace, and even the court etiquette of some little princesses was also taught by her, and her status in the palace was not low.
But Meng Wei had an inexplicable foreboding in her heart: "So...... This grandmother is here to teach me etiquette? ”
But Ye Zichuan is not a member of the royal family, in this Protector's Mansion for so many years, she doesn't feel that there are many etiquettes, basically she will see the rituals performed by the master, and she will also kneel and bow when she enters the palace, what else do you want to teach her?
It can't be a gift from Duke Zhou, right?
Just thinking about it, I heard Mrs. Houhou explain: "Your previous etiquette is naturally different from now, you are the county monarch, and you will stay until Zichuan inherits the Hou Mansion in the future, you are Mrs. Hou, and the new emperor is Zichuan's cousin, you will have no less chance to enter the palace in the future, in addition to those etiquette, there are also those subordinates." The maid's etiquette to you, at the same time, you have to maintain your majesty, deal with some things that we women can handle, let Zichuan have more help, and you also have to learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so that you can say that you can dabble a little in the future. ”
At this point, Meng Wei began the path of learning in this life.
But fortunately, Mrs. Huguohou is not so harsh, after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and the requirements for Meng Wei are very low, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the piano can learn a tune, the most important thing is to know how to listen to music, chess, probably because she knows that she can go backgammon, so she is not required to reach any level of Go, as long as she can understand it, as for calligraphy and painting, the font is correct, and the painting can make people recognize what it is.