Mo Xiaoniang was squeezed, and the happiest was Yuan Yun, at this time, she didn't care about the grievances suffered by her biological mother Huo in Yanwang Mansion, and trotted a few steps to Shi Qingqian's side, and there was a pair of people who didn't have a good hand and asked for warmth.

Yuan Shu's expression changed one hundred and eighty times, the only thing that remained the same was to glare at the back of Shi Qingqian's head viciously, and greeted her ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she deliberately said to Yuan Zhen beside her: "Seventh sister, our daughter has to learn from her sister's cleverness, and she is already unpleasant, and if she doesn't know how to stammer, she is afraid that she will be looked down upon!" ”

Hearing this, Shi Qingqian stopped and turned around and smiled, neither humble nor arrogant: "I never cared if it was a concubine or a concubine, after a woman got married, it was another world, but the character has been with her for a lifetime, even if some people are not pure-minded, but they can't do things like stabbing knives in the back, compared to those who are kind and secretly attacked, I prefer the former." ”

These words meant to say that Yuan Shu and Mo Xiaoniang were not things, and at the same time, they also nodded Yuan Yun two sentences, which made Yuan Yun on the side red-faced, hanging his head and not knowing how to answer.

"The sixth sister doesn't have to argue with me anymore, to put it mildly, I am also a person who grew up in a big mansion since I was a child," Shi Qingqian chuckled, seeing Yuanzhen's face blushing, "I can see at a glance what kind of person and temperament, but I don't say it, I just keep a decent face for each other." ”

doesn't explain it clearly, when she really doesn't know what Mo Xiaoniang is thinking? It's just that he wants to belittle his daughter, and show off how his concubine is excellent and courteous, so that she can find a good family in the family of the nobles present!

Seeing that Yuanzhen couldn't refute it, Shi Qingqian stopped talking, turned his head as if nothing had happened, and took the three sisters directly through the narrow hand-copying verandah, passed through a low-key and decently decorated hall, and arrived at the big garden of Yanwang's Mansion.

The garden should have been repaired properly and completely, it was a place of small bridges and flowing water, and it was a poetic place, but now it was overgrown with weeds, the branches had not been pruned, and the teeth and claws were very messy and sloppy, and the three of them couldn't help but peek at Shi Qingqian's face when they looked at this scene, but they didn't want her to look as usual, and they didn't look ashamed of the housekeeper's disadvantage at all.

Shi Qingqian naturally didn't get angry, but felt a little proud after seeing this scene - her arrangement was implemented one hundred percent, and at this moment, when the ladies came to wander around the garden, there were no guests in the garden except for the people who walked by.

She walked freely and led the people inside, and did not stop until she reached the white stone arch bridge of the artificial stream in the garden, and pointed her chin towards the verandah and wide pavilion on the south side.

The three of them looked over together, only to see that it was already the front yard, and there was a translucent smoke and gauze tent hanging on one side of the verandah. Occasionally, a gust of wind lifted the veil tent, which could make people see their faces clearly, but no one inside turned their heads to pay attention to what was going on in the garden.

The three girls blushed - they never thought that they could choose a husband like this. I have to say that Shi Qingqian's approach makes people feel very comfortable, after all, under the premise of their parents' orders and matchmakers' words, women are most afraid of marrying a lascivious man with their eyes closed.

"Most of the people in the pavilion are the new scholars and talents of this year's new Dengke, and the real nobles are all sitting with the prince in the Ming Hall in front of them," Shi Qingqian glanced at Yuan Zhen and knew what she was looking for, so he said coldly, "Although there are also a few eunuchs who are more estranged, they are basically married, you can just take a look here, and if you have a favorite word with me, if you don't have it today, you can only listen to the arrangement of your parents, brothers and sisters-in-law." ”

Shi Qingqian clearly told the three of them the consequences, and the three girls didn't dare to be perfunctory anymore, and their eyes widened, wanting to see through the smoke and gauze tent whether there was a handsome boy in it.

She can't find fault with what she did in this matter, if she insists on picking bones in the egg, I'm afraid it will only make people say: Why do you want to take the girl to see it yourself? The words of the matchmaker of your parents have become it, and it seems that you are magnificent?

Of course, Shi Qingqian is not to repay grievances with virtue, but to create a very peaceful future for Yan Wangfu - she arranged for Jingfu properly, they still have something to say, and now the marriage of her daughters can be regarded as painstaking, and she found a matchmaker to select in the confinement, she doesn't believe that a few big Buddhas in Jingfu can still jump out of the wrong place, that is, they don't have face, and Yan Wangfu is not afraid at that time - "Princess Yan has already bothered your girls like this, what do you want?" ”

People's words are terrifying, and this time Shi Qingqian chose to make good use of "people's words", so that Jingfu could feel the fear of being dominated by shame and etiquette.

In the front pavilion to push the cup to change the lamp, the banquet has not yet officially opened, but the men are the favorite to sit in one place, especially when these literati are together, because it is rare to have such an opportunity to get together without political pressure on weekdays, naturally the interest is extraordinarily high, and after coming, they will sit together to eat wine and chant poetry, which is called a small dish before the meal.

Yuan Zhen has always been awkward and refuses to look at people and listen to poetry, Shi Qingqian looks at everything in his eyes and doesn't say it. Anyway, she has patience, Yuan Zhen can't wait, and when the matter of the full moon banquet is understood, she will invite Su Kai from the Huo family to Yanwang's mansion to talk about the marriage of the three girls.

No matter how awkward she is, she is just a stone thrown into the sea, and she can't make any waves.

Listening to a few literati chanting a few poems with the word "Fu" as the title, Shi Qingqian counted the time, turned his head and said: "It's done, my daughter's family is not good at staring at men all the time, and you will also have a number in your hearts, just don't be shy about getting married, just tell me what you think." Let's go. ”

A few people who were satisfied didn't dare to say more, so they responded a few times and got off the arch bridge with Shi Qingqian, and when they walked across the stone road, they didn't forget to raise their eyes and glance at the smoke and yarn tent, especially Yuan Zhen, whose ears were red, lowered his head and left quickly.

As soon as he returned to the verandah, a group of people came to him, Shi Qingqian raised his eyes slightly, and saw Princess Ning wearing a bright yellow skirt taking the lead, followed by Tan Ziyuan on her side, and behind her were ladies who were in pairs of threes and threes.

Mother Zheng came in with someone, and when she saw Shi Qingqian, she hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Princess, the ladies are here, and the slaves and maids see that it is not good to make people wait stupidly outside, so they take it upon themselves to take it upon themselves to come to the garden to have a cup of hot tea......"

As she spoke, she raised her head slightly and glanced at Shi Qingqian.

The corners of Shi Qing's lips hooked slightly, and he exchanged glances with Zheng's mother.

It's time to clean up Chan and Dream.