Chapter 38 Choosing a Son-in-law

At first, Xiao Dong thought it was like last year. It's just a false rumor, but when Zhao Zhi wrote a post to her again, Xiao Dong knew that this time it was true.

Quietly, it has been decided, the man is not a child of a family that Xiao Dong is familiar with, the son of Houmen, but a young student from Pingzhou, now he is only studying in Guozijian, and he has no fame, and it is said that his family background is just ordinary. Xiao Dong couldn't think of how Princess Jing had set such a family affair for Zhao Zhi. According to Princess Jing's usual criteria for choosing a son-in-law, if there is a title, then the earl and below are exempt from talking. If it is a court official, don't ask below the three grades. Zhao Zhi's sister-in-law is married to the Hou Mansion, and it is Zhao Zhi's turn, Xiao Dong really can't think of what kind of little son-in-law Princess Jing will recruit to be satisfied.

I never expected it to be ...... Xiao Dong couldn't help but speculate, could it be that Princess Jing finally made King Jing so angry that he went crazy? Or was she kicked in the head by a donkey?

Xiao Dong never meant to look down on the children of the poor family, she was just surprised that Princess Jing suddenly looked down on the children of the poor family?

At this time, Xiao Dong couldn't care about the power of the mosquito girl, and went directly to Jingjun Wangfu to find Zhao Zhi to ask what was going on.

Even if Zhao Zhi is cheerful and open-minded, she is still uneasy when she talks about it, and she has to send everyone else out. It took him a long time to talk about it before he was willing to give Xiaodong some of his foundation.

"At first, it was just my brother who said that it was good to have a classmate...... I brought him home twice, and I thought he was a little dazed, he was nineteen years old......" After a while, he said, "It's average." ”

Ahem, Xiao Dong knows Zhao Zhi too well.

If she didn't take it to heart, she wouldn't find fault at all.

What is the saying? That's right, it's the buyer who calls the suspect. If you don't want to buy, you won't spend the effort to find fault and negotiate the price.

Looking at Zhao Zhi, this means that he is willing.

In fact, with Zhao Zhi's temper, it is better for her husband to be older and more stable than her, if she is also a hairy child, and the two of them have a general temper, then the quarrel will simply turn the sky upside down.

No matter how Princess Jing chooses this candidate, Xiao Dong also sincerely believes that no one who is a mother will not plan for her daughter. Maybe this person has some special benefits, maybe Princess Jing thinks that Zhao Zhi is a good match for him, and the two of them can live a good life together.

Xiao Dong couldn't help but wonder, if his own mother was still alive, what kind of plans would he make for her?

Yao Qingyuan's appearance was already blurred in her mind. I only vaguely remember that she was so thin, and there was only a handful of bones left in her skinny. But his eyes were very bright, and his expression was gentle, and when he looked at her, his eyes were always infinitely loving.

"What's the last name?"

"The surname is Zhang, the morning chapter is established, and it is called Zhang Manting."

Xiao Dong went back and immediately went to Zhao Lu to inquire about this person. The sister has a life, Zhao Lu's efficiency is full, and the next day she inquired about Zhang Manting's origin, family history and everything. There are even eight characters, and Xiao Dong can't stop talking.

"My brother is amazing."

Zhao Lu was triumphant: "That's." ”

However, Zhao Lu didn't understand why Princess Jingjun picked this person.

"He is a good person, very loyal and honest, and has a good temper. No one in the Guozi Prison mentioned him that she was bad, and even the professor and the sacrificial wine admired him. But then again, he is an only son, and he has long been destined not to stay in the capital, and after the completion of Guozijian, he will dredge it up and find a job in Pingzhou to go back to his hometown.

Yes?

Xiao Dong was surprised: "Pingzhou, it's far away, right?" ”

Zhao Lu nodded: "Not really." He took a scroll of drawings from the desk and unfolded them, and pointed them to Xiao Dong: "Oh, here." ”

Xiao Dong took a look, as the saying goes, one inch on paper is eight hundred miles, which is more than an inch, half a foot. She saw another familiar place name next to the little dot that said Pingzhou.

Suizhou.

Uh, isn't that Qin Lie and Yao Jinfeng's hometown?

Co-authored this Zhang Manting Zhang Gongzi can barely be regarded as Qin Lie's fellow countryman.

Thinking of Qin Lie, Xiao Dong was always a little suspenseful, and he didn't know where he had gone now.

She came back to her senses, only to wonder more.

In the situation of the Jingjun Palace, it is impossible to summon a son-in-law, could it be that the princess of Jingjun intends to leave Zhang Manting in the capital?

Otherwise. Let Zhao Zhi say goodbye to her for three thousand miles, I'm afraid she won't see each other for three or five years, how can she be reluctant.

Xiao Dong couldn't figure it out.

But this marriage has been decided, the man invited the matchmaker to propose marriage, and the wedding date was set for the beginning of the next year, and Zhao Zhi and Ji got married. Now it is even more difficult for Zhao Zhi to go out of the door for half a step, and she is confined in the house all day long, learning the rules and learning the housekeeper to embroider the wedding dress and hijab. Although the embroidery is still very hard, it is not bitter, and it seems to be very serious - as if the overnight home has calmed down and become stable.

Xiao Dong rummaged through the work he was doing, and it didn't look suitable, so he began to pick materials again. Hu asked, "What is the county lord going to do?" ”

"Make two purses for Zhao Zhi." Xiao Dong said: "I can't do the things on the side. ”

Hu's heart moved slightly, looked at Xiao Dong, sat on the edge of the kang and said, "Then I'll help the county lord pick one." ”

Xiao Dong took out pieces of materials of the right size seriously, and Hu Shi looked at the materials twice, but looked at her from time to time.

Xiao Dong hung his head, his hair was loose, two strands hung down on his cheeks, the small pearl pendant on his ears shook slightly, and the blue palace skirt lined his fair skin - unconsciously, Xiao Dong had grown up. The baby fat on the cheeks has not faded yet, and the shallow vortices on the lips loom when you smile, which is very delicate and moving.

"Mom, look at this."

At a glance, Hu Shi was dark green.

"It doesn't seem very festive," she said. ”

Xiao Dong smiled and said, "I like it." ”

Hu Shi wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Anyway, it's just a small object that the county lord expresses his heart. Naturally, she just likes it.

Picking out a piece of water and gray again, neither of which looked like the color given to the bride, Xiao Dong began to pick out the pattern again. The dark green top should be embroidered and the pedicle blossomed, and the gray one was going to embroider a children's play. Both are good mouths. However, it is good to say that Xiaodong is not confident in children's play. If you embroider flowers, it doesn't matter if it's a little bit. But the children's play picture is more difficult, the face is a little crooked, the nose and mouth can grow together, if the fingers are crooked, it will be lame.

"Anyway, she won't get married until next year, so there's a lot of time, so I'll embroider slowly."

Hu Shi smiled and said, "Then the county lord has to consult Master Wu more." ”

Wu Di knew that she was going to embroider something for others to add boxes, so she nodded and said, "When we marry a daughter in our hometown, we only add boxes and don't like gifts." Is the same with the capital? ”

"It's the same." When Xiao Dong said the materials and colors he chose, Wu Di was greatly surprised, and unceremoniously praised Xiao Dong in front of everyone: "The county lord has a clever mind and accurate eyesight, and this color pattern is well matched." ”

Hongfu asked, "We don't know anything, and we don't think this color is festive enough." ”

Wu Di said with a smile: "I remember that in the old years, a lady named to make a pleated skirt, the skirt was dark red, embroidered with silver thread, and the pattern was also drawn by her, the big one was only as big as a button, and the small one was only a grain of millet." At the time, everyone was talking about what it would look like. I didn't dare to take it, so I took it and did it, and when I took a look, the wind blew, and the broken silver flowers flew on the red background, as if the branches were falling, and the butterflies were dancing, not to mention how beautiful it was. Presumably, after putting it on, it must be the lotus step that moves lightly to the Hundred Flowers Exhibition, and the style is in it. ”

The maids in the room were yearning for it, and they all discussed what the dress should look like. Wu Di picked up the materials and silk threads selected by Xiao Dong. Compare and say: "The dark red looks like black in the dark place, but the silver line is extremely bright. I look at the two colors that the county lord picked, the dark green one is embroidered with peach flowers, and the branches are also picked with silver threads, and the embroidery must be shining. This silver gray is embroidered with a pink water blue, not to mention how pink and cute. ”

Hongfu deliberately asked: "But look at the others are either red or magenta, and at worst, they are also silver vermilion and purple......"

Wu Di said: "Those are naturally festive colors. But you think, it's all red, big red, dark red, light red, dark red and pink, don't you feel bored when you look at it? If you wear a red dress and a big red purse—"

Hongfu thought about it, as if it couldn't be revealed, and it was cliché.

"But what if it is paired with this silver-gray purse?"

"Gee, that's pretty pretty."

Xiaodong didn't think about it so much when she picked up the material and silk thread, but she didn't like red and green. I didn't expect Master Wu to have a mouth, so much truth from Baba.

Hongfu is also convinced, professional is professional, I can't complain that people are receiving double salaries in and out of the palace, there is real work in hand, and I am not afraid to go all over the world.

She was also moved, and said: "Then we will also trust the blessing of the county lord, learn more from Master Wu, and have a long insight." ”

Wu Di has been in the palace for so many years, how could she not see what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Needlework can be done by a woman, but to do it well, it depends on how much effort everyone puts in." ”

The whole hot summer and winter nest to do needlework, but also practice calligraphy. also learned with Zhao Lu's Qi family how to clean up the house, what kind of season and what kind of incense to smoke, and what kind of quilt clothes to wear. Because of the hot weather, she didn't go to the kitchen much, and it wasn't until the weather cooled down that Hu Shi let her go to the kitchen to continue her visit and learn art.

Xiaodong likes to make soup. This is not like stir-frying or something, the smoke of cooking oil is permeated, and it is so urgent and urging from beginning to end. The soup is made slowly, and the various ingredients are cut and prepared. Put it in a bowl and simmer slowly, the moisture and aroma slowly escape, and it is amazing to watch that change happen slowly. Moreover, all kinds of soups are either light or nourishing, which is suitable for everyone and is very beneficial.

Xiao Dong has used his endless imagination in this, and he is more enthusiastic about needlework than needlework. She boiled all the ingredients she could think of, some of them delicious, but many of them had a strange smell. Once a pot of soup was cooked, which had both the flesh of mutton, the fishiness of shrimp, the astringency of green vegetables, and the sour taste and bitterness of not knowing what, Zhao Lu tasted it, looked strange, and comforted Xiaodong and said: "Sister can give this soup a name, let's call it five-flavor soup." ”

When the osmanthus flowers fell to the full stage, Qin Lie finally returned.

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The Evil Door Bird...... It's like taking ** medicine, and I can't wake up all day. I was sleepy early in the evening, and I couldn't open my eyes when I put the bowl down at noon......

As soon as I took a nap, it was like I was in a coma, let alone a half-afternoon......

Ah, yes, fingers, ask for tickets.

Xiao Dong is about to grow up to the age of being able to marry, and he is really reluctant.