Chapter 69: Bumped into it
White walls and black tiles, cornices and corners. A piece of Lishu ink plaque hangs high on the lintel of Yang Zhifu's house, and two stone carvings are placed on the left and right under the steps, and there is an endless stream of visitors to the court.
Yang Zhifu is an official's mansion, with three deep rooms, the middle is the hall, and the two sides are rooms. The pillars of the Quyuan corridor are all lit up, and the house is full of laughter.
Today is a festive day, Mrs. Yang is a woman in her thirties, phoenix-eyed shrewd, carefully arranged the ceremony, and wandered around to check it again. Governor Yang invited the Hou Ye to the main hall for tea, and he hurried to the court to greet the guests.
Inside the boudoir.
Miss Yang's face is condensed with jade grease, her spirit is like autumn water, she is wearing a bright red wedding dress, and she is shy and crimson if she doesn't wipe rouge. After grooming for her, Xi Po brought a golden hairpin crown ornament.
"Miss, Huang Gongzi, oh no, the new aunt is coming soon. After a while, just take Xi Po's hand and go out to worship and the ceremony will be completed. β
The maid on the side carefully put on embroidered shoes for her, and her mouth broke because she couldn't help but be excited.
"I'm still in a bit of a trance, I always feel that why did I get married today? Isn't it that I'm still dreaming?" Miss Yang pinched her wrist under her sleeve slightly, and the snow-white skin was a little red, and there was a pain.
"Hiss~ It seems to be true. Between the words, his expression was shy and nervous.
Xi Po is an old man, and she can't help laughing when she is used to seeing this kind of scene, and the maids look at each other and say hello: "I wish Miss and Uncle from now on to raise their eyebrows and spread their branches." β
In front of the court.
"New, new aunt has arrived!"
The little guy stretched his neck, and saw Huang Sheng riding on a white horse at a glance through the crowd, waving his hand happily and shouting.
Huang Sheng was really full of spring breeze, and his sword eyebrows were full of joy. After he dismounted, he threw off his robe, and went straight forward and bent down at Governor Yang's mansion to salute, "Son-in-law to meet my father-in-law." β
Governor Yang stroked his beard and reminded his quasi-aunt - the good appearance of a white-faced Confucian student, who was polite and intelligent. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't miss the hour, let's go in quickly." β
Huang Sheng's father and mother were tea merchants who settled here in the early years, and if it was for ordinary people's family background, it would be a quick son-in-law to ride the dragon, but marrying the daughter of an official family like Yang Zhifu would be considered a high climb.
The people are right, he Huang Sheng is here to be a son-in-law.
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Hearing the noise of the people, Zhou Xuanqing poked his head out of the corner, and his figure was still hidden in the shade of the dense trees. She raised the back of her hand and rested it on her forehead to block the dazzling sunlight above her head, but she looked ahead but said to the back: "Yan Qingjun, the front is the Yang Governor's house." We don't have a name, no share, no wedding card, I'm afraid it's not easy to get in. β
Tang Sanfeng, who was in a red robe, sat idly on the branch, bent his two long legs and swayed one after the other, held his thin chin in his hand and rubbed it for a while, and said with a glow in his eyes: "Why can't we do it, let's just find a guest to faint and go in directly with the wedding card." Or, isn't it simple for Xiao Wang to cast a spell and stealthily enter?"
The damn peacock spirit jumped down from the branch, and some of the leaves fell on Zhou Xuanqing's head. By the time Zhou Xuanqing cleaned up the leaves, Tang Sanfeng had already become invisible. His shadow could still be seen on the ground.
Zhou Xuanqing deliberately stepped on the shadow and crushed it hard, and said, "Don't worry, what do you want to do when you go in?"
Tang Sanfeng only felt that his back hurt so much, as if he was being stepped on very much, and he screamed in pain as if he was pinching his throat: "Miss Zhou, Xiao Wang thinks that you are a woman who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and if you step on my shadow again, you won't bear it." β
Yan Qingjun was originally indifferent, but after listening to this, he said quietly: "Move her, you try." β
Hiss~ After Tang Sanfeng, there was a chill in his backbone. What's wrong with this demon king, how disdainful he used to be for mortals? It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate!
"Okay, don't tread the trail. Zhou Xuanqing was stupid and accepted it when he saw it.
Tang Sanfeng took the opportunity to stay away. Anyway, others couldn't see him, so he quickly stepped on the shadow of others and followed up with Yang Mansion.
The phalanges in the waist bag moved a few more times, with the intention of breaking the bag.
Zhou Xuanqing lowered his head and pressed his finger bones, and his tone carried some warning: "Xiao Tan, I can take you in to find someone, but--you must not give Xiaodao a moth." β
In full view, a haunter is no joke.
The female ghost is Xiao Tan, and Huang Sheng is the negative son in her mouth. Maybe there is a destiny in the dark, and today it happened like this.
The resentment condensed, and Zhou Xuanqing only felt that the bag attached to his waist was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting colder and colder......
Yan Qingjun frowned at her, her expression was unnatural, so she approached and spread out her palmβa hollow gold eagle, wrapped in soft jade beads.
Zhou Xuanqing saw that it was this thing and asked, "It can't be a night pearl worth a thousand gold, right?"
Yan Qingjun pursed his lips: "No." I'll keep this thing from you for the time being, and I'll get it from you when you need it. β
Zhou Xuanqing was still hesitating. As the saying goes, there is no merit, and she hasn't forgotten the losses she suffered from Hou Ye.
Yan Qingjun didn't know the empathy in her heart, so she just glanced at it lightly, and said with a casual expression: "This is the demon pill of the fourth fox." β
Zhou Xuanqing's heart was shocked, and his raised gaze was extremely clear and complicated.
- What's the situation? Ah Hua chased after him and refused to give it, why is it so easy to give it to me now?
Yan Qingjun seemed to be impatient, and she didn't allow her to refuse: "It's time to go in." β
Zhou Xuanqing hadn't figured out how he was going to get in, but he saw him turn into a familiar face, and suddenly realized:
"Why are you pretending to be Hou Ye again?"
Yan Qingjun looked at Liu Yanshu's face, and his peach blossom eyes were very elegant and confusing.
Governor Yang was greeting people, the corners of his eyes were unintentionally swept away, and he greeted him in confusion: "Huh? Isn't the Hou Ye in the hall? When he came out, the lower officials didn't see it." β
"Ben Hou came out to pick up someone, do I still need to explain to you?" Yan Qingjun pushed Zhou Xuanqing out domineeringly.
Governor Yang didn't dare to look at it directly. I thought: I must be busy and dizzy today, how can I question Master Hou?
He didn't bother to take a closer look at Zhou Xuanqing, and there were many close relatives of the squire who congratulated him outside the door at this time.
"Master Hou, the lower official will go to greet the guests first, you just have to invite the guests, and if you have anything, you will order the subordinates to do it. β
As soon as Governor Yang walked away, Zhou Xuanqing grabbed Yan Qingjun's arm and said: "Liu Yanshu is inside, the demon monarch is so grandiose, which people will see it, and I thought that two twin brothers were coming!"
The important thing is that Hou Ye doesn't have brothers who look the same!
I'm really afraid of something. Zhou Xuanqing was worried, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Aunt Xiaodao, why are you here?"
Zhou Xuanqing smiled bitterly, and he didn't need to look back to know that it was Mo Huaigu.
Mo Huaigu was driven out by Liu Yanshu in disgust because he had been holding the spotted cat in the hall. It was such a coincidence that he saw Zhou Xuanqing's Taoist robe and green clothes. Just as he was about to take a closer look at the familiar man beside Zhou Xuanqing, it seemed that there was an illusion in a blink of an eye, and the face that the man turned around was unremarkable.
With Zhou Xuanqing's temperament, it is impossible to show cowardice on the spot. She squeezed her eyes at Yan Qingjun, who turned and walked to the other end.