Chapter Eighty-Four: A Marriage of Beauty
\? \ Print it out, cherish the moon, you go to find someone to check the details of that Duan Xiaogongzi, cherish the flowers and cherish the Rong If you have time these days, go to the Duan family to see what the Duan family means. Wang Caijun continued.
Xixiang listened to Wang Caijun's words, and his face changed suddenly, as if he had something to say.
"Pity the appearance, if you have something to say, don't be like this!" Wang Caijun looked at the change in Xi's face and knew that Xixiang knew in his heart that if he sent someone to check on this Duan Fei Gongzi, he was afraid that he would not agree to this marriage.
"Miss, three days ago, Duan Fei married the daughter of the prefect of Heyang!" Under the gaze of Wang Caijun, he finally said it in a hurry.
"So what are you going to do? Is it a concubine? Wang Caijun was furious, she never thought that Xixiang would have such an idea.
"I, I'm ......" Xixiang couldn't go on, tears fell, but his little face was full of stubbornness.
"You, you!" Wang Caijun pointed at his pity with hatred, and was angry and half-lay on the bed, unable to say a word.
"Miss, Duan Fei, he, he's sincere to me! He won't wronged me, he is going to the yamen to give me my name as a concubine! Xixiang bit her red lip and said it anyway.
"Noble concubine, noble concubine, even if you are a concubine, you are a concubine, you don't understand at all?" Wang Caijun was so angry that he couldn't help but say it, although he didn't like to talk very much, but he was still good at settling accounts, and he didn't help himself a little during this time, and he also knew how to read and write. Wang Caijun planned to marry these four girls as his sister-in-law, but he didn't want this most worrying pity to make such a marriage.
"Miss......" fell to her knees with a puff, her face covered with tears.
"Xixiang knows Miss's character, and now Xixiang also knows that this matter has been provoked, no matter how difficult it is to serve Miss, thank Miss for taking care of her before!" Xixiang kowtowed three times to Wang Caijun, and the three people who cherished the flowers, Xirong, and Xiyue were shocked, you must know that the three heads of Xixiang were full of blood on their foreheads.
"You, have you decided?" Wang Caijun continued to ask, but there was indescribable coldness in his voice.
"Ask Miss to be fulfilled!" Xixiang said firmly, but his eyes did not hit the Yellow River and did not give up.
"Well, I'll tell you about movable type printing first!" Wang Caijun said lightly.
"Miss, I'm ......" Xixiang raised her head as if she wanted to say something.
"Stand up!" Wang Caijun said lightly, "You have to listen to what you should listen to, and it's not a big secret." Wang Caijun continued.
"Miss......" Ximei's eyes were intertwined with mixed emotions, and she didn't know how to express her thoughts.
Wang Caijun waved his hand and told them one by one the simplest production method of movable type printing.
"Miss, it's that simple?" Xiyue was stunned for a moment after hearing this, she didn't expect that the movable type printing technique that people pay attention to is so simple.
"How complicated do you think it is?" Wang Caijun smiled faintly.
"Just remember it, if it's time for your life to be handed over, you may be able to save your life." Wang Caijun said lightly.
"Miss......" Xixiang's tears fell, she knew that Wang Caijun's words were aimed at her, although she didn't think she could use this thing, but Wang Caijun's good intentions, she could still understand it.
"When are you going to cross the door?" Wang Caijun asked.
"Miss doesn't know, Duan Fei has a gap outside, it is the garrison of the five grades, and he is ready to take office with a pity." Xiyue hurriedly said.