As soon as I entered the front hall, I saw a ruddy old man, in good spirits, wearing a Tibetan double-row brocade gown, a white beard half long, and a fairy wind and bones.

"Ling'er has seen the patriarch."

The patriarch also looked at Jiang Cailing, this was the first time he saw her this year, it was very different from the delicate girl in his impression, a pair of bright eyes were clever, adding a lot of color to the ordinary facial features, exuding a compelling extravagance all over the body, and the salutation movements were smooth, as if she had been trained by the palace to teach her grandmother.

After a brief moment of surprise, the patriarch and He Mingshan began to talk about business. He Zongyao lost the gambling money again this time, and the other party wanted to cut off his hand if he didn't want money, He Minghai really had no choice, so he asked the patriarch for help, and the patriarch looked for He Mingshan.

The two were originally brothers, and when they entered an ancestral hall, He Mingshan could only respond, the patriarch nodded with satisfaction, and warned Jiang Cailing as an elder to pay attention to virtue in the future, "Ling'er, I heard that you don't want to marry Gu Xiang?" ”

Meng Yun wanted to say something, but He Mingshan held his hand and shook his head.

Jiang Cailing didn't know what the purpose of this patriarch was, but after all, she was a woman who had been fighting in the palace for ten years, and it was more than enough to deal with a patriarch, so she replied obediently, "Patriarch, I don't understand what you mean, the marriage matter depends on the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, where is it up to Ling'er to think or not." ”

Patriarch He found that this He Ling'er was much more eloquent than before, and the words he was about to say were blocked by his lips, and his gray beard trembled slightly.

"Patriarch, if there is anything, please speak up, if Ling'er can help, I will do my best."

Seeing that He Ling'er had this attitude, the patriarch touched his gray beard and said, "Back then, your grandfather and Gu Xiang's grandfather made a baby kiss, but the marriage book did not mention which daughter of the He family wanted to marry Gu Jiming. ”

Only then did Jiang Cailing understand what kind of wishful thinking the patriarch was playing, and he just wanted to use the opportunity of He Xiangxiang and the Gu family to raise the status of He Minghai's family.

He Xiangxiang, among the twelve noble girls in Luoyang, looks like the flower of spring dawn, scorching like a hibiscus, like the morning glow, and what makes her famous is that pair of skillful hands, a song "Phoenix Prisoner" is played like a cry, such as a grievance, and after the ceremony, He Minghai's family can be said to be a city, and there is an endless stream of famous posters asking for marriage.

Jiang Cailing was worried about how to get rid of her marriage with Gu Jiming, but she didn't expect that there would be a chance to send it to the door, and her heart was already happy. glanced at his father and mother in embarrassment, and a pair of bright eyes seemed to have unwillingness and forbearance.

"The patriarch's deep meaning Ling'er knows that the Ming people don't need to say secret words, Gu Xiang is a good match for women, and everyone knows that the sixth sister admires Gu Xiang, and Ling'er is willing to fulfill it. But I was really unwilling to miss Gu Xiang, a good match, and I couldn't find a man who could match Gu Xiang in a short time. This marriage can be given to the sixth sister, but I also want to ask the patriarch to make a proof, I He Ling'er does not need to interfere in the future marriage except for myself! ”

He Mingshan and Meng Yun are not pedantic people, if it weren't for the fact that they had a baby relationship with Gu Jiming before, they would also agree to He Ling'er's marriage to Su Qingcheng.

But this patriarch is different, today she let the marriage happen, so she thinks she is a soft persimmon, and tomorrow the patriarch may marry her to someone else.

"Do you know what you're talking about? You ......" The patriarch blew his beard angrily and glared, pointing at Jiang Cailing and unable to speak.

He Mingshan also stood up at this time, although he was a literati, he spoke loudly, and said to the patriarch in a deep voice, "Patriarch, although it was not decided which young lady it was at that time, but the marriage calculated at the beginning was calculated with Ling'er's eight characters, and the entire Luoyang people also knew that our Ling'er was Gu Xiang's fiancée. ”

The patriarch snorted coldly, "But the Gu family may not think so, Xiangxiang's appearance and talent are all famous in the capital, and He Ling'er is afraid that few people know." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Cailing remembered that in the past three years, all the people who went to the palace banquet were He Minghai's family, and He Xiangxiang also became famous by performing at the palace banquet.

At that time, she was thinking about how to deal with the old ministers who opposed her in the court, and she didn't care why the He family came from He Mingshan, who was not famous in the literati circle.

Now that I think about it, it must be the meaning of the patriarch, He Mingshan and Meng Yun are both people who do not value fame and fortune, and they are not interested in participating in the palace banquet, but He Minghai's family is different, and they completely have the idea of relying on He Xiangxiang to support the entire clan.

Although He Mingshan doesn't care about climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, firstly, Gu Xiang is indeed a rare good match in the capital, and secondly, he He Mingshan is not so much that he can't even keep the happiness of his baby daughter.

He Mingshan frowned, things are not so simple.

Jiang Cailing was afraid that He Mingshan would refuse the patriarch as soon as he was excited, so he spoke softly, "Father, the patriarch has a point, the common prosperity of the He family is also what Ling'er is willing to see, I am willing to let this family matter, but I also ask the patriarch to make a note, if the Gu family does not pursue this matter, after the two of them get married, He Ling'er has not met a man more worthy of trust than Gu Xiang, Ling'er will not marry for life, no one can force me, and no one can object to the marriage I choose." ”

The patriarch was afraid that He Mingshan would regret it, so he immediately agreed, and signed and pressed his handprint.

After the patriarch left, He Mingshan couldn't help but smile helplessly, and looked at Jiang Cailing, "You did it on purpose just now, you girl is really a little smart, for the sake of that kid of the Su family?" ”

The first half of the sentence made Jiang Cailing's back break out in a cold sweat, and as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, Jiang Cailing breathed a sigh of relief, this He Mingshan only thought that she was doing this to marry Su Qingcheng.

Misunderstanding or not, Jiang Cailing pretended to be shyly and ran into the room, confirming this beautiful misunderstanding.

Looking at the back of his baby daughter, Meng Yun also smiled helplessly, "Ling'er has grown up!" ”

Back in the room, Jiang Cailing began to plan some things, she didn't want to be so tired in this life, He Mingshan peach and plum in the world, food and clothing are not worried, even if she is lazy all day long, it is enough for her to live for another fifty years.

But that patriarch is not a good one, maybe one day in the name of the common prosperity of the descendants of the He family, he will take half of He Mingshan's family property.

If she wants to live this life carefree, she must first have enough capital for her to squander.

Jiang Cailing had done some rouge gouache business outside the palace before, and the business was quite good, and it had become a well-known brand in the capital, and most of the proceeds were used to research and make new medicines. But now it is unrealistic to let her tell those shop managers as He Ling'er that she is the dead Empress Dowager Jiang.

After thinking about it, Jiang Cailing could only start a new business.

Although she is familiar with rouge gouache, if you start from scratch, the money will come too slowly.

She had also secretly poured arms before, but it was also by virtue of the power of the Queen Mother, and now if she did this, she would not be arrested, and she would have to be beaten to death by He Mingshan.

Looking at the flower garden outside the window in front of the table in a daze, the herbs and fairy vines, the strange flowers are burning, and the tip of the nose lingers with the sweet fragrance of flowers, Jiang Cailing fixed her eyes and saw that there was a lock sun in He Ling'er's yard.

Lock yang, tonify the kidney, and benefit the essence.

A bold idea suddenly flashed in her mind, and Jiang Cailing immediately waved her pen and wrote something on the rice paper, there were words and patterns, it was some strange cups and unknown strange tools.

The sunlight came in through the window lattice, and the three thousand floating dust were all bright and crystalline. When the sun set and the lights came on, Bai He came in to add lights, and he saw Jiang Cailing writing hard.

In the past, the girl was always carefree every day, she didn't like to read and write, and occasionally stayed up late to endorse because of the master's random inspection of homework, but she had never seen a girl so serious on weekdays.

"Bai He, you go to the pharmacy to catch some according to the recipe I wrote above, and then give this drawing to Carpenter Zhang in the south of the city, so that he can complete what I need as soon as possible."

"Okay." Although Bai He didn't know what this recipe was for, he still did it obediently.

This Fang Zijiang Cailing is not afraid of being looked down upon, if Fang Zi does not lock the yang, it is an ordinary decoction that nourishes yin and nourishes the kidneys, but as long as she changes a little, it will become a hundred times stronger than the spring breeze ten miles of medicinal effect.

After taking it, Jin Ge Iron Horse Ren Chi hired, King Kong is not bad and gentle.

Jiang Cailing smiled on her lips, as if she had imagined the scene of her wealth.

That night, Jiang Cailing lay on the couch to rest, her expression kept changing in her sleep, and she dreamed of the past......

At that time, she liked Gu Jiming to be tight and used up all the passages in the script, but Gu Jiming was an elm head and couldn't understand the amorous feelings.

When I first entered the palace, I heard the old lady say that the love between men and women is related to the bed.

It is also said that if you want a person's heart, you should delight his body.

She tried her best to be happy with Gu Jiming, and made the spring breeze ten miles, but the medicine she made was too strong and damaged her body, so she didn't use it on Gu Jiming.

On the night of the full moon, the flowers were so round, Jiang Cailing felt that such a beautiful day, but no one around her appreciated it, so she asked Gu Jiming to pass a flower note, on which the plum blossom small characters wrote: Falling flowers fall in the water, and the flowing water flows eastward. The autumn colors are wide and the sky is wide, and the good days are together.

Gu Jiming was so cold and arrogant, she thought that he would refuse, but she never expected him to return the flower note: it is difficult to return to the flowers, how do you know that the flowing water will not return to the west.

When she received the reply, Jiang Cailing was eating candied fruit, and when she saw the familiar words on the flower note, she only felt that these fourteen words were sweeter than candied fruit.

That night, she deliberately dressed up, dressed up enchantingly, wearing a concubine-colored bandeau and wearing a floral pleated skirt, wearing a light chrysanthemum sand poncho, green silk half scattered and half bunched, gold-plated peony obliquely inserted into the cloud sideburns, the already beautiful skin was carefully depicted more and more charming, especially the plum blossom dotted with the eyebrows, like a nine-tailed demon fox, fascinating.

Gu Jiming came in a moonlight, wearing a white shirt floating in the moonlight.

When she entered the palace, she secretly buried a jar of daughter red, and now she has thrown mud and opened the seal, and the entire Weiyang Hall is filled with the fragrance of wine.

"Ah Ye, you're here!" Jiang Cailing was a little nervous in her heart, she heard that a woman was a little painful for the first time, but she didn't want to show her timidity in front of Gu Jiming, so she drank a few glasses of wine to strengthen her courage. The wine tasted mellow, unconsciously drunk, a touch of blush appeared on the bright and delicate face, and when he saw the white-clothed young man who appeared at the back door as promised, his red lips were smiling, and he staggered to stand up on the pear wood square table.

"You've drunk too much." Gu Jiming stepped forward, and his cold voice was a little more gentle and ambiguous than before.

She probably really drank too much, and she didn't remember what happened later, but she only remembered that Gu Jiming hugged her horizontally, his cool lips fell on her, and he kissed every inch of her skin, and her heavy panting voice was like an aphrodisiac, and it didn't take ten miles of spring breeze to be emotional.

Before she could understand the pain of her virginity, a sword light flashed through her chest in her vague memory, and the smell of blood washed away all the beautiful spring colors. Before falling into darkness, she saw that he was wiping the blood from his sword, and Ruyu Gongzi's face was still detached and cold......

Joy and other honey, I don't know if it's arsenic.