Qiao Lang: "......"

Lin: "......"

Qiao Lang's face collapsed, and his face darkened: "What to marry!" You think beautifully, even if Cen Wenyong puts the knife on my neck, I can't agree!! ”

"And why did he marry you? Your father is not a high-ranking official, you are only handsome, and you are not famous, what do you compare with the well-bred girls of others? ”

Qiao Zhaoyi: "............"

Lin: "............"

Lin was annoyed, what is Yi'er not famous, Yi'er's homework also went to her eldest sister-in-law's private school to teach carefully, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting should be able to do it.

Or just handsome?

Yi'er is obviously very eye-catching! Several handkerchiefs in the boudoir have been handed over to see it now, and they have to praise it!

Lin was unhappy in his heart, and he was disgusted that he didn't eat at night, and he was not angry with Qiao Lang at night.

Qiao Lang touched the soft nail and went to see Aunt Yang.

Qiao Lang only has two concubines, except for Aunt Wang, who is now Aunt Yang.

Aunt Yang gave birth to the second girl in the house, married three years ago, she was already cold, there was only one daughter under her knees, and the child's temperament was even colder to the extreme after getting married, she either read books or embroidered every day, and Qiao Lang did not come often, two or three times a month.

When Qiao Lang went, Aunt Yang was embroidering things under the lamp, and when she saw Qiao Lang coming in, she saluted lukewarmly, without a hot face, only a cup of hot tea that was barely served.

Qiao Lang coughed twice, wanting to ask if the case was enough, but he still didn't dare to ask for a while.

The monthly routine of each person in Qiao's Mansion is fixed, and the silk threads in it are also taken according to the number of copies, and Aunt Yang embroiders like this, and she doesn't know how much is left for herself.

Qiao Lang thought to himself that he would let the Lin family send some more tomorrow.

Qiao Lang wanted to care, but he didn't know what to say, Aunt Yang's temperament was not as good as that of the Lin family and Aunt Wang, Aunt Yang was originally a girl raised by a family of poets and scholars, if it weren't for the sudden decline of the family, for the sake of her younger brothers and sisters to survive, she would not be a concubine.

So Qiao Lang sometimes faced Aunt Yang, and somehow felt cowardly.

He always felt that Aunt Yang didn't look down on him.

The room was so silent that it was audible to drop a needle, Qiao Lang was prepared every time he came, but he was not used to it, so he took the initiative to break the silence and took a sip of tea: "The tea in your house is very good." ”

Aunt Yang mostly cooks tea with the dew on the bamboo leaves in the morning, so it has an extra fragrance.

Aunt Yang was silent.

Qiao Lang was embarrassed to turn around and leave, and after a while of silence, he said, "...... Why did you embroider it again? ”

Aunt Yang spoke softly, not to sell well to Qiao Lang, she was originally from the Jiangnan Water Town, and she was born with this tone: "The third girl is about to get married, and I don't have anything to do, so I want to embroider a picture of a plum, bamboo and parrot to add joy." ”

Aunt Yang finished speaking, "In recent days, I have heard that the fourth girl seems to have a lovely family. ”

Qiao Zhaoyi is the youngest daughter in the house, she has a good-looking life, her mouth is even sweeter, and her brothers and sisters in the house are in pain.

She liked the kid too.

And for the children, there is always a little more sincerity than for Qiao Lang.

The news of the main courtyard is tightly hidden, and she doesn't like to participate in the disputes in the house, if her son is married well, she is even more happy to be idle, but the rules are inevitable, and she needs to go to the main courtyard every day to ask for peace.

Once Qiao Zhaoyi and Qiao Zhaolan were talking there, she had no intention of passing by, and she listened to it a little.

Qiao Lang didn't want to hide it from her, and sighed, "I fell in love with the Cen family." ”

Daye did not set strict rules for things between men and women, and some things were hindered by decency, so it was inconvenient to put them in the front yard, but there was no need to avoid them in the back house.

Who didn't see their son-in-law when they saw each other?

Aunt Yang's embroidery action finally stopped, "I received the letter Ru'er sent me last month three days ago. ”

Qiao Lang knew this, nodded, and showed relief: "Ru'er also sent it to me, saying that she has a body again, and she is very loved by her mother-in-law, and her husband is also studying hard now, and his life is good." ”

His second girl, named Qiao Zhaoru, also married out of Beijing and set the eldest son of the Jeju Zhizhou family.

Aunt Yang also knew that her girl's life was good, and when she mentioned the child, her face flashed with love, and she remembered what happened next to her, so she straightened her face and mentioned to Qiao Lang: "You know, Ru'er is a lively person, so she occasionally mentions Jeju with me." ”

"Do you remember the grain road inspector who died of illness in Jeju four years ago?" Aunt Yang asked.

Qiao Lang pondered for a moment, and did remember the slight impression.

The superintendent of the imperial history belonged to half of the Qincha, and the man died shortly after arriving in Jeju, which made His Majesty suspicious of Jeju for a long time, and sent many people to find out the news.

Moreover, Daye officials, all who die in office, must be checked, so for several months, there has been news of this incident in the court from time to time.

Qiao Lang: "How did you remember to say this?" ”

Aunt Yang whispered: "This Yushi and Mrs. have a very good relationship, but they have no heirs in their lives, and they didn't even give birth to three sons, and they barely left a girl, who just turned sixteen. ”

"The imperial history is not long gone, the lady is also worried, less than half a year to go, the girl alone filial piety for three years, now lonely, the aunt in the capital can't look at it, some time ago I sent someone to pick her up, count the days, it's almost here."

Qiao Lang listened to her words, and was about to laugh, when something flashed in his heart, "This girl's aunt-"

Aunt Yang: "It is the head mother of Cen Mansion, Cen Yu's biological mother, Jiang." ”

Her Ru'er married to Jeju, lived quite close to this girl, saw that the other party was pitiful, often went to visit, and got acquainted with each other, and when the girl left, she said about Aunt Jingzhong.

The other party has a good relationship with him, but the place where he goes has always had grievances with the Qiao family, Ru'er was worried, so he told Aunt Yang a few words in the letter, so he got the news.

Aunt Yang said softly: "The marriage of the fourth girl is a big deal, and I shouldn't be too talkative as an aunt, but the fourth girl has grown up watching me after all." ”

picked up at the age of sixteen, and was the daughter of a courtier whose parents died, and eighty percent of them were allowed to be Cen Yu's wife.

Where is Yi'er's location?

Qiao Lang was silent for a long time.

Qiao Lang turned back to the main courtyard, and the Lin family was still angry, but when he heard that it was Qiao Zhaoyi's business, he couldn't sit still.

Lin sighed bitterly: "Although I didn't have the heart to really get married, now that the hope is gone, I feel empty in my heart." ”

Qiao Zhaoyi didn't know about this until the second day of the Lin family, and sent a bunch of portraits for her to choose.

Qiao Zhaoyi: "Mother, what are you doing?" ”

She was shocked.

Lin said angrily: "The immortal in your heart has a cousin, you should quickly rest your mind and see each other in a good person's house." ”

Qiao Zhaoyi wondered: "What cousin?" ”

As soon as the Lin family said Aunt Yang's words, Qiao Zhaoyi didn't feel that there was anything wrong, "How can you know if you can succeed if you don't try?" And it's normal to pick up my sister's children to take care of them, who said that you have to be a housemother? ”

Lin: "I just sent someone to inquire, the Cen family's wife Jiang has recently asked people to count the Cen family's Zhuangzi land, and she has also gone to several clothing shops in private, and the questions are all about marriage, don't dream!" ”

Qiao Zhaoyi: "............"

She wanted to struggle, and she had relatives, so she flipped through a pile of portraits in front of her, and finally said: "Mother, can I marry a widower as a successor, it's best that person has a son-in-law, and can be a mother directly after marrying." ”

She was too lazy to give birth.

Lin: "......"

"Qiao Zhaoyi, are you crazy!!"

Lin was so angry that he lay in the conservatory all afternoon.

In the evening, Qiao Lang returned home from work, and the Lin family had a headache when she said the words of the day, and she didn't know which way of the immortal taboo she had committed, which made her so worried about her daughter's marriage.

"She's going to make a sequel! also named the husband's family who wants to have a son-in-law, you say, what does it look like to spread it? ”

How can a stepmom be so good?

is not biological, in the end it is difficult to get along, if the mother's family is strong, I am afraid that it will be empty words to live a quiet life in the future.

In addition to the continuation of in-law resources of the same family, few high-ranking families are willing to push their daughters out to be stepmothers.

Lin was annoyed: "I should find a good one and marry Yi'er directly!" ”

Qiao Lang was looking through the stack of portraits that Lin showed Qiao Zhaoyi during the day, and there were annotations written by Lin on the side, and after taking a closer look, he probably understood his girl's thoughts: "What if Yi'er doesn't want to?" ”

His Yi'er, Bacheng wants to marry a trouble-free family, and he can live in peace for a lifetime without hard planning.

Lin was not angry: "If you don't want to, it's not easy to do it, and you can't turn the sky upside down." ”

Qiao Lang saw through the Lin family's duplicity, and snorted: "If you really marry in vain, you will regret it in the future." Okay, the day after tomorrow, I'll go and ask in person, so that Mrs. can rest. ””

Lin was coaxed by Qiao Lang, and he didn't hold his face when he wanted to, and finally smiled.

No matter what, Qiao Lang is indeed a good husband and a good father.

Two days later, Qiao Lang wanted to go to Qiao Zhaoyi.

Unexpectedly, there was no one in Jixiangyuan.

It was Mama Fang who replied, and Fu explained that today was the day of the exile of Uncle Wenyuan's family in Qiongzhou, Qiao Zhaoyi and Qiao Zhaolan were afraid of missing the excitement, and Qiao's mansion had just untied the lock at night, so they rushed to Hefeng Building together.

Hefeng Building is a restaurant opened two years ago, the geographical location is excellent, whether it is entering Beijing or leaving Beijing, you have to pass by here.

Qiao Zhaoyi inquired about the days of Wen Yuanbo's family exile, and booked a private room by the window early.

The people love to be lively, and it is rare for the marquis's mansion to be raided, attracting many people to stop.

At the right time, the lock of the prison of the criminal department was removed, and a group of gray-haired, dirty-covered Yan family children walked out of it, they had been tortured, and they walked like stepping on the tip of a knife, but they did not dare to delay, nor did they dare to scream.

One step behind, the whip whipped on the body.

He had to drag his flail and anklet, and move forward numbly like a tired mule.

The feet full of blood blisters stepped on the bluestone bricks, and every step was painful.

After half a month of panic, and then the heart of the current moment is like ashes, the nephew of the Yan family only feels that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as falling from heaven to hell.

The noisy laughter and jokes on both sides made their hearts cook.

Especially Yan Mingxuan, who had been mocking Qiao Zhaolan in the past, heard the undisguised ridicule, and his face turned red and red.

He rolled his stiff eyes, trying to find a friend or two from the past and let them stand for him.

But where are the people on either side?!

I had good friends with the Yan family before, but now I can't avoid them, and I can't wait for them to leave Beijing early, so as to save biting themselves in the future.

Yan Mingxuan couldn't find it, and his panic and anxiety made him bored, his movements slowed down, and he was immediately pushed and scolded by the officials, and scolded: "Little animal, dare to be lazy?!" ”

Going to Qiongzhou is hard work, as long as the prisoners go, they have to go for as long as they go, naturally they are impatient in every way, and it is difficult to have a good face.

Yan Mingxuan glared at the people around him angrily, humiliating abnormally, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound, he was afraid of the whip on the waist of the servant, and every inch of his head was stained with the flesh and blood of the Yan family.

He had to suppress the anger in his heart and force himself to look away until he looked across the side.

In a restaurant he frequented, a window on the second floor was half-open, revealing a bright red.

It's a piece of Bijia!

A piece wearing a plum blossom pattern red woven gold armor!

This dress!! This dress?!

Yan Mingxuan's pupils suddenly tightened, he couldn't forget even if he died, he misidentified Qiao Zhaolan because of this match, and finally made Wen Yuanbo's impeachment without a way to resist it, he was almost beaten to death by the board!

He will never forget when he dies!

Yan Mingxuan stared at the second floor.

Qiao Zhaoyi felt the gaze, reached out and lifted the hat, revealing a beautiful and smiling face, and said hello to Yan Mingxuan.

The little guy in Qiaofu, who was hiding in the crowd in advance, also cleared his throat at this time and shouted: "This kind of faceless and skinless person is just washing his hands and being a slave for me, I can't even look down on it!" ”

Laughter suddenly spread through the streets like water into a pot of oil.

For a while, Wen Yuanbo's family was all flushed with red faces and embarrassed expressions.

Yan Mingxuan was even more angry, his eyes burst out, staring at Qiao Zhaoyi, and secretly scolding her for being despicable and shameless.

Qiao Zhaoyi smiled at him, and then "bang-" and closed the window.

Who does he think he is, and he can stare at himself if he wants?

She wouldn't let him see it.

Yan Zhou's family was naturally not here, she cried for several days, begging to see the queen, but she was refused, and she was desperate.

She is reluctant to have children, but she loves herself more, she doesn't want to go to the land of poisonous miasma to beg for a living, so she can only go to practice with her hair down, and when she twists her hair, she cries and faints several times.

Qiao Zhaoyi ate hot tea and no longer cared about what was going on outside.

Hefenglou is expensive, and the taste is good, and it is rare for the two of them to come, so they naturally want to taste it.

But as soon as he couldn't eat a bite, there were more debut figures at the table, and the person bent over, less than three inches away from Qiao Zhaoyi, his extremely beautiful face was revealed, and he smiled slightly: "Cen Yu is coming later, do you want to see it." ”

Qiao Zhaoyi was frightened, "You, you, you—"

What nonsense are you talking about?