Chapter Seventy-Six: Who Turns the Desolate Song of Yuefu (4)

"Master, why did you come back so late." Wan Yan took the clothes from Ma Qi's hand, and then handed them to his entourage, and then picked up the freshly brewed green tea and let Ma Qi take it.

Ma Qi took the cup that Yan brought over and asked, "What about Lan'er?" ”

"In the house, these days are either practicing or practicing calligraphy, but it is stable."

Ma Qi took a sip of green tea, sighed, sat down on the kang, and after finishing Yan, he squatted down and beat his legs in Go to let him relax.

"It's really hard for that kid."

"Seeing that the big wedding is coming, there must be no mistakes, and the emperor attaches great importance to it."

Wan Yan's hand did not stop, but his eyes froze for a moment, and then he spread out and asked: "Master, if you have married in previous dynasties, you will not let Qianqingmen knock on the door, why Lan'er is the father-in-law in the palace who went directly to the palace to announce?" ”

Ma Qi didn't answer immediately, but looked at Yan Shi and laughed.

"Madam, the more you live, the less you lived as you were."

After hearing this, Yan Shi slapped Ma Qi's leg as if venting, Ma Qi hissed, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, madam, it's my fault, it's my fault, I'll tell you the reason." ”

Wanyan is also an interesting person, everything has a degree, she stood up, sat on the kang on the side, and listened to her ears.

"Rongbao went early, you also know, if it weren't for the fact that I still have some role in the imperial court now, Lan'er would not have been referred to as the Fujin of the fourth prince, and I don't know if the emperor intentionally or unintentionally revealed me Listen, I know that when Lan'er was asked about her identity in the palace that day, she emphasized that she was Li Rongbao's daughter."

"Ahh Wan Yan was a little surprised, and then said, "Lan'er is blaming us? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, she just wants to emphasize her identity, she has always been called my Ma Qi's niece, and she entered the palace in this capacity, so she is inevitably a little reluctant."

Ma Qi's explanation made Wan Yan's mind settle, but there were still some doubts.

"What's the point of not knocking on this?"

"You think, this is what the emperor revealed to me, so of course he knows what Lan'er minds, so he sent his father-in-law to the palace to inform."

Wan Yan couldn't help frowning, thought about it and said, "Then how are these four princes who are people?" ”

"Rest assured, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that." The affirmative answer, naturally, cannot be denied, Wan Yan is not saying anything at the moment.

"Are you ready for your dowry?" Marzi asked.

"Well, it's almost, I still have to discuss with her mother, try not to be luxurious, but not decent, so that Lan'er can marry in style." Wan Yan smiled.

"Well, make a list after a few ****, and I'll present it to the emperor for a look."

"Okay."

"I really don't know who to send to Lan'er as a dowry maid." Wanyan's family was a little puzzled, if it was someone else, Lan'er probably wouldn't want to, but if it was that Lian'er, she wouldn't be at ease.

"That Lian'er hasn't been with Lan'er for a long time, and her life and rest are also closely related, it's her."

"But, I'm afraid that girl will turn around in the end."

"You, just worry too much, Lan'er is not stupid, after so many years, there will be no problem."

"But." Wan Yan was still a little worried.

"Don't be, it's getting late, it's time to eat."

"Hey, okay, I'll go get ready."

Wan Yan immediately got up and went out, although there were some doubts, but in her eyes, everything in the master was one, so there should be no delay.

"Grandma, it's time to eat."

Lian'er called outside the door and did not enter the house, for fear of disturbing Nalan.

Nalan responded, raised his hand, and put down his pen again, except for the conversation just now, everything was so silent.

After a while, Nalan put down the pen, and he didn't have time to clean up, for fear of missing the hour, so he hurried out.

I saw that on the yellowed paper, it was clearly written:

Where and when,

A world full of loneliness,

There is no eternity in the deciduous leaves,

Dead wood turns into life,

Born in the world to see all things,

Turning into dust and full of roads.

(This poem is provided by netizens)