Chapter 162: The Door Is Right
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What happened in the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, although Yan Fen told those young ladies, they did not spread the news, but they all told the elders in the family. And there were also women among the noblewomen who had broken mouths, and the news spread.
The Yan family resolutely refused to admit that they had the will to marry the Chen family, Yan Fen was reluctantly taken out of this matter, and it was Chen Wenjing and Xu Lan who were on the cusp. How the Chen family and the Xu family quell the rumors has nothing to do with the Yan family.
The marriage was frustrated again, Yan Fen became depressed, and had the idea of combing herself and not marrying, after Mrs. Yan vaguely knew, she was furious, grabbed a feather duster, and whipped Yan Erye to cry and call her mother, "Seven girls, fourteen girls, and fifteen ...... in the future" paused, she was already very old, and she might not be able to survive Yan Li and Lu, "I am alive, their marriage will be decided by me, I am dead, I will let your eldest brother and sister-in-law be the masters, and you are not allowed to interfere in the future." โ
Yan Erye tried to persuade, "Mother, this marriage is a big deal, and the parents are ......"
"You tell me about my parents' orders? I'm your mother, my order, if you dare not listen, I will kill you unfilial thing. Old Madam Yan said angrily.
"Mother, mother." Yan Erye kept dodging, he didn't say or listen, now the old lady is becoming more and more violent, "You are in charge, you are in charge, you are in charge." "Even though the clothes are thick in autumn, they still hurt!
slapped her son, the anger in Mrs. Yan's heart decreased slightly, waved her hand, and told her son to get out; Xiangyuan walked in lightly, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Old Madam Yan, "Old Madam." โ
Old Madam Yan took the cup and took a sip, "Go to the warehouse and send the table screen of Sanyang Kaitai to Miss Seven." You send it to her personally and tell her that in the future, her family affairs will be decided by me, an old woman, and you don't need to pay attention to her foolish old man. โ
Xiangyuan did what she was told.
Yan Fen looked at the table screen, listened to the message, and after Xiangyuan left, she cried a lot, and the next morning, she went to Chunhui Hall, knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Yan, "The granddaughter is not filial, so my grandmother is worried." โ
"Good boy, get up." Mrs. Yan is kind and authentic.
Under the appeasement of Mrs. Yan, Yan Fen returned to normal, and the Yan family's life was as peaceful as ever. The Chen family is chickens and dogs, although Chen Xijiu is only a fourth-grade wine, and he is still in the Qingshui Yamen like Guozijian, but he is also an ambitious person.
Chen Xijiu wants to follow the dragon's work, and wants to be a minister, but unfortunately he took refuge in the king of Chu, and now the holy Zen position, the prince is basically successful, if Chen Xijiu panicked, for the sake of the official position, decided to marry the Yan family who has always supported the prince, but the son destroyed all this.
"You bastard." Chen Xijiu slapped his youngest son in the face.
"Father, I want to marry Lan'er and ask my father to fulfill it." Chen Wenjing felt that Xu Lan was talented, gentle, considerate, and kind, much better than Yan Fen, who only knew how to do needlework.
"Nope." Chen Xijiu disagreed, because Father Xu, like him, took refuge in the King of Chu.
"Why? Father, since you don't mind me marrying a concubine, why don't you let me marry Lan'er? Our family and the Xu family are the right match. Chen Wenjing is a sister-in-law, and he was worried that his parents would dislike Xu Lan is concubine, but later, his parents asked him to look at the young lady from the Yan family, he was overjoyed, and he deliberately went to tell Xu Lan that he would live up to her and so on.
Only then did Xu Lan have the confidence to stop Yan Fen and say something like that.
"Why?" Chen Xijiu sneered, "The Yan family has Mrs. Yan, the lord of Nanping, the prince of Rong, the Duke of Pingguo, the Duke of England, and the Duke of Anguo, what does the Xu family have?" โ
"Father, how can you be so snobbish?" Chen Wenjing asked, stiffening his neck.
Chen Xianjiu was stunned for a moment, and shouted angrily: "You are stupid to read! โ
"Father, if you don't fulfill me and Lan'er, I'll ...... I went on a hunger strike. Chen Wenjing threatened his parents.
"You don't have a good thing." Chen Xijiu scolded his son, and yelled at his wife, "Look at your good son." โ
Mrs. Chen lowered her head and pursed her lips, her son's eyes on women followed him as a father, what did it matter to her?
Just when Chen Wenjing was fighting for his love with Xu Lan, the academy was on autumn vacation, Yan Tongming went home, got into the carriage and sat down, "Uncle Qin, you can go." He didn't notice a girl standing by the door, watching him away in obsession.
"Meilian." Shen Meiqi walked out, carrying a burden in her hand, "I'm going home." โ
"Oh." Shen Meilian lowered her head and followed Shen Meiqi home.
"Meilian, you are a girl's family, you have to be reserved, the Yan family is not something we can climb, don't go to Yan Tongming's side in the future." Shen Meiqi persuaded.
"How did I climb high? My brother took the meritorious examination in the future and became an official, and I am also a daughter of an official family. Shen Meilian raised her head to look at Shen Meiqi with teary eyes.
Shen Meiqi sighed, "How can it be so easy to test fame." โ
"My brother was sick last year, so he missed the autumn season, otherwise, my brother would definitely be in high school." Shen Meilian felt that her brother's talent was no worse than anyone else's.
Shen Meiqi sighed again, "Meilian, even if I didn't miss the autumn season, even if I won the top prize, I am just a seventh-grade petty official, with a shallow foundation, and I can't compete with the Yan family." โ
Not to mention that Mrs. Yan is in a high position, even Yan Tongming's father is also a fourth-grade official, and I heard that this Fourth Master Yan is deeply trusted by the prince, and when the prince ascends the throne, Fourth Master Yan will inevitably rise to the top. Yan Tongming's mother was a county lord, and his sister-in-law was given to marry the eldest prince of the Anguo Mansion. How could such a powerful family let their son marry his sister? Marriage is about the right match.
Shen Meilian was silent for a moment, "If I can't be a wife, I'll be his concubine." โ
Shen Meiqi's face changed slightly, "Meilian, do you know what it means to be a concubine?" โ
"I know, but brother, this is an opportunity! Aren't you befriending those children of officials and eunuchs just to enter the officialdom and get their support, but brother, if you are not related to you, how can they do their best to help you? Brother, as long as I enter the Yan family, the Yan family may help you, as well as the Pingguo Mansion, the Anguo Mansion, the British Mansion, and even the Rongwang Mansion and the Dongning County Mansion, all of which can be used by you. Shen Meilian said ambitiously.
Shen Meilian said that Shen Meiqi's thoughts, he got close to the children of the official eunuchs of the academy, and he did have intentions, Yan Tongming had a hearty personality and did not have the temper of the children of the official family, so Shen Meiqi also had some thoughts of clinging, so he did not object to Shen Meilian approaching Yan Tongming; It's just that I don't know what the reason is, Yan Tongming has been estranged from him recently, "You are a concubine, our family and the Yan family are not serious relatives, and the Yan family may not help me." โ
"Brother, when I enter the Yan family's house, I will definitely persuade the people of the Yan family to help you." Shen Meilian tried her best to get Shen Meiqi's support, she needed Shen Meiqi's help to get close to Yan Tongming.
Shen Meiqi pursed her lips and said nothing, bowing her head in contemplation. Shen Meilian continued to puff out her three-inch tongue, touting what would happen if she entered the Yan family.
"Okay, don't say it again, Meilian, if you want to be a concubine, I can't stop you, but the door of the Yan family is not so easy to enter, not to mention that Yan Tongming has no intention of you. Even if he has any interest in you, his mother probably won't accept you. Shen Meiqi analyzed.
"Brother, I will want to enter the Yan family, you have to believe me." Shen Meilian's gaze was firm.
"Let's talk about it." Although Shen Meiqi was moved, he couldn't show it, and his sister went to be a concubine, which was also a stain on him.
After that, the brother and sister didn't talk again, and they were thinking about it. On the other side, Yan Tongming returned home, first went to greet Mrs. Yan, and then went to see the county lord of Nanping; The lord of Nanping was instructing Yan Hagi to look at the account book and calculate the harvest in the Zhuangzi.
"Mother, little sister, I'm back." Yan Tongming jumped over the threshold and said loudly.
"Brother Nine." Yan Hagi took time out of his busy schedule to look up and call.
Yan Tongming asked the county lord of Nanping to say goodbye, "Little sister, I passed by the Zhenshan Pavilion and bought the pastries there for you, Brother Jiu, okay?" Yan Tongming put the oiled paper bag in his hand in front of Yan Hao.
"Brother Nine is good, Brother Nine is the best." Yan Hagi smiled crookedly.
"Isn't it much better than the fourth brother and the sixth brother?" Yan Tongming asked.
Yan Hagi replied in the affirmative, anyway, the fourth brother and the sixth brother were not in front of him. Yan Tongming smiled from ear to ear, and the county lord of Nanping covered his mouth and smiled, this stupid boy was coaxed by his sister every time to find the north.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fu Zhixing gave the festival according to the number of rites, and it happened that Yan Siye went to the Rongwang Mansion to give the festival, no one embarrassed him, and he met his little girl smoothly.
In the courtyard of Yi Nian, Yan Hagi was splashing ink and painting, and Fu Zhixing saw her bending over the window, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, "Xiaoxiao." โ
A familiar voice, Yan Hagi glanced sideways and smiled happily, "Cousin Fu." Although they are in the same city, the two have not seen each other for more than a month.
Fu Zhixing raised his legs and walked in, "Let me enjoy Xiaoxiao's masterpiece." โ
"I hate it, don't laugh at me." Yan Hagi is not good at painting, and today he is also interested, scribbling casually.
"What are you drawing...... Chrysanthemum? Fu Zhixing looked at the clumps on the rice paper, and could barely see that they were flowers.
Yan Hao looked up and smiled: "Cousin Fu, you are so powerful, you can still see that I painted chrysanthemums." "The last time she drew a picture of mountains and rivers, her mother didn't see it.
Fu Zhixing smiled, he didn't see it, he guessed it, it's autumn, it's the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
"Cousin Fu, help me write a poem, this ink chrysanthemum picture is what we painted together, I want to frame it and hang it in the study." Yan Hagi smiled.
"Okay." Before Fu Zhixing inscribed the poem, he added a few more strokes to the painting, and this ink chrysanthemum picture was vivid and had an artistic conception. In short, it's like a picture of ink chrysanthemum, not a clump of ink.
Yan Hao curled the corners of her lips, and when Fu Zhixing's last pen was finished, she took out the ink and said, "Stamp it." โ
Fu Zhixing carried the idle chapter with him, so he complied with her wishes, took out the idle chapter, and left a red mark on the painting.
"Bend over, bow your head." Yan Hagi said again.
Fu Zhixing did so, Yan Hao kissed his cheek, quickly retreated, tilted his head, looked at him, and smiled lightly. Fu Zhixing's eyes deepened, "Xiaoxiao, come here, let me hug me." โ
"No, if the window is open, the maidservants will see." Yan Hao refused, if the two kissed, Fu Zhixing would definitely not stop at it.
"Bad girl." Fu Zhixing knew that he was tricked by this girl.
Yan Hagi playfully stuck out his tongue.
When he saw Yan Hao, he got a shallow kiss again, even though he was not too satisfied, but he also relieved a little lovesickness, and Fu Zhixing reluctantly left.
The next day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon people are reunited, and a banquet is set up in the flower hall, and the banquet is full of laughter and laughter, which is very lively. After the feast, the family went to the garden, ate moon cakes, drank wine, and admired the moon.
The girls worshiped the moon, and sat around Mrs. Yan, talking and laughing, laughing all the time, it didn't mean anything, Yan Rui proposed: "Let's compete who can remember the four words with the moon more, okay?" โ
Mrs. Yan also joked: "I will come out of the lottery, and whoever wins will give him a box of East China Sea pearls." โ
Seeing her grandmother's support, Yan Rui was overjoyed, "I'll say it first, I'll say it first." Spring flowers and autumn moon, flowers and full moon, closed moon and shy flowers, wind flowers and snow moon, July ......"
"Sister Ten, you're too cunning, we haven't agreed yet, so you rushed to say it, and you said so much in one breath, so what are we going to say?" Yan Hong pouted unhappily.
"There are still a lot of words with the moon, and your tenth sister has only said a few, so you are in a hurry." Yan Hagi laughed.
"I ...... I'm afraid that Sister Ten will finish everything I remember. Yan Hong puffed out his cheeks and said.
Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Yan Wu stretched out her finger and nodded at her in the air, "I think you are the most cunning." โ
"Let's let the thirteenth sister speak first." Yan Fen said with a smile.
Yan Hong cleared his throat, "Then I'll say, the Year of the Monkey, the Horse Moon, the Breeze and the Bright Moon, the Sun and the Moon are like a shuttle, and the Moon is ......."
"Thirteenth sister, you just said three, and you can't say it." Yan Rui thought she would be a "strong enemy".
"Who said I can't say it, you make me think about it." Yan Hong's mouth was stiff.
Yan Jing had a good relationship with Yan Hong, and seeing that Yan Hong was stumped, she hurriedly reminded, "Thirteenth sister, moon cakes, moon cakes." โ
"There are only two words for moon cakes, no, oops, I remembered, the moon is in the sky, the bright moon hangs high, the stars hold the moon, the moon is bright and the stars are thin, fishing for water in the water, spring flowers and autumn moon." Yan Hong said six at once, and looked at everyone proudly, "Am I very powerful?" โ
"Yes, yes, you are very powerful, you are the most powerful, the words with the moon, all let you say it." Everyone laughed.
Yan Fen was a few older people, and she was not interested in playing such a simple word game, Yan Rui was embarrassed to compete with Yan Hong, so the game ended with Yan Hong winning.
At the beginning of the day, after eating the white fungus bird's nest soup, everyone dispersed, and each went back to rest, and there was nothing to say all night.
Two days later, Mrs. Qiao came to visit and asked Mrs. Yan straight to the point, "Is there a family affair with the seven girls in your family?" โ
"You're a good family?" Old Madam Yan's eyes lit up.
"A distant nephew of mine, who has been filial piety for three years, delayed family affairs, first got married and then started a business, doesn't this remind me of the seven girls of your family." Old Madam Qiao smiled.
"Thank you for thinking about it." Mrs. Yan is worried about Yan Fen's family affairs, and Mrs. Qiao's move is simply a send-off.
Although Mrs. Yan believed in Mrs. Qiao's personality, she was afraid that her granddaughter's family affairs would not go well again, so she still asked her eldest son to inquire carefully about this kid named Qiao Mu. Confirm that he has no involvement with other women, no bad habits, his family background is not good, but it is not bad, and his in-laws are not good, so he is alone, so he asked Mrs. Qiao to bring someone over to see him.