The next day, the Liu couple dressed their son neatly and took him to the Jiang family to propose marriage, they found that outside the gate of the Jiang family was full of matchmakers!

Why did he recognize these matchmakers at a glance? Of course, it is because Mrs. Liu has been busy organizing her son’s marriage in the past three months after she entered Beijing, and she has already known the famous official and private media in the city. These people all came to the Jiang family, who was they going to come, Jiang Sanniang, Jiang Wuniang or Jiang Sanlang?

Mrs. Liu glanced at the official matchmaker beside her, and the official matchmaker who received a lot of money was full of fighting spirit. "Madam, don't worry, Lord Liu and Miss Jiang San are a match made by heaven. No one can try to grab Lord Liu in front of you. Please wait and see!"

More than a dozen matchmakers rush to the door of Jiang's house and even confessed their joy. This scene is rare in Kang'an. The neighbors in Shifeng Lane and everyone passing by stopped to watch.

In this scene, my father got up, and Jiang Ming took a step back and gave the scene to his old father. Uncle Hou stood in the door with a cane and said happily, "Everyone is happy, everyone is happy."

It’s not everyone’s joy, it’s a congratulation! Because I knew that this old housekeeper was very respected by the Jiang brothers, the matchmakers did not dare to say something bad in front of him, so they had to pull their necks and shout, “Old housekeeper, the little woman was invited by the wife of the Grandpa Li family, the Chief of the Taipu Temple, and came to ask for the eldest lady of the Jiang family.”

"The little woman was invited by Princess Dezhuang to come to see Mrs. Le'an."

"The little woman was invited by Mrs. Gu, the Minister of the Honglu Temple, to come to see Mrs. Le'an."

...

The matchmakers shouted in a slight manner, and Uncle Hou smiled and said happier, "Yes, blessed people are all blessed people."

The matchmakers stopped and took a deep breath together. Just as they were about to shout out which family they were coming to propose marriage for, they saw Uncle Hou, the old housekeeper of the Jiang family, walk out of the mansion with a cane and salute to a middle-aged couple standing outside the door, "It's a little old man who is not obscene. Just saw Mr. Liu and your wife, you two come. Please come in. Mr. Liu, please."

The matchmakers looked back at Liu Juntang, and there was nothing they didn't understand. Liu Juntang, who was the truth of the Jiang family, wanted to promise Miss Jiang San!

This is not true! The official matchmaker who took the money from Princess Dezhuang quickly shouted, "Butler Jiang, the little woman is here to serve...Oh..."

The official matchmaker invited by Princess Dezhuang was halfway through, and was twisted by the Liu family and squeezed into the corner. The official matchmaker from the Liu family raised his hand with a smile, "Madam Liu, be careful of the steps under your feet. Although Mrs. Le'an is waiting for you, we have to walk steadily."

Liu Juntang nodded slightly and smiled, stepped calmly across the threshold of the Jiang family. After turning the screen wall with her husband and son, he whispered, "Did you see, the people who are gunning Yan'er with you are coming. You can't be stupid later!"

Liu Juntang, wearing a dark blue robe, nodded, his whole body tensed, "I understand."

Liu Yunfu whispered, "Son, don't panic, your mentor feels sorry for his daughter. What he cares about is who can make Yan'er live a good life, not his identity."

"Son understand." Liu Juntang clenched his fists. When he first won the top scorer, he felt that he was worthy of Miss Jiang San. But now his mentor has been awarded the title of hereditary, and the Jiang family's family has been raised a lot, which made Liu Juntang feel unsure.

My mentor, please don’t care about family background, but Mrs. Jiang should care? Liu Juntang followed his parents with a nervous look on his face and was welcomed into the west courtyard of Jiang Mansion by the wet nurse Zhao and Jiang Houer. Looking at the blooming peach blossoms in the yard, he subconsciously looked at the moon gate where his lover’s boudoir was.

When their parents and their mentors were greeting each other, they walked towards the living room, Liu Juntang, who was following them, couldn't help but look back and look at the moon gate.

When he was surprised to see his lover standing inside the door revealing half of his face. His pair of indescribable phoenix eyes looked at him and nodded slightly to him, Liu Juntang felt that the silk flowers in the yard had turned into real flowers, the sky and the earth were filled with peach petals, and the air was filled with peach blossom fragrance.

The red lips are slightly peach blossoms, and the trees are full of red and beautiful. When he gets the swallows home, he also has to plant peach blossoms in the garden, using flowers as a medium. This sound will be true and the lovesickness will be true.

"Juntang!"

Mrs. Liu, who had already talked and laughed to the door, looked back and found that her son was smiling foolishly at the silk flowers all over the trees, wishing to come forward to wake him up.

When is this, you are so stupid that you stand here!

Liu Juntang came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure again. He quickly bowed and bowed, "Mr. Master, Master's wife, yesterday, Long Live, asked me about the scenery of the peach blossoms in Xuande Hall. The student replied that it was so beautiful. Long Live, and asked the students to write a poem to present it. The students just saw the peach blossoms and felt the thoughts in their hearts, and they could not extricate themselves for a while. I also asked my teacher's wife to forgive me."

Jiang Erye, who was just disliked Liu Juntang's stupidity, immediately turned out to be full of sympathy. It was really not easy for Liu Juntang to be a sacrificial servant. Not only did he have to record his words and deeds, but he also wrote poems and essays. After all, Liu Juntang was also his disciple. Long live and asked him to do essays, he should also mention a few words.

Although the book is not very good, Mr. Jiang Ershi taught the top scholar disciples to be honest, "Long live doesn't like to pile up words and essays that quote classics. Just express your thoughts directly. After writing it, write it for your teacher, and then present it to Long live."

Liu Juntang saluted respectfully, "Thank you for your teacher's teaching. Students will write it now and present it to your teacher for correction later."

Well? Didn’t you just feel the feeling in your heart? You can write it now? The fu is so awkward and awkward thing, and you can write it by just writing it. It’s really worthy of being my disciple. It’s true! Mr. Jiang smiled and nodded, “There are four treasures in the study that will be rewarded with long live to be your teacher. You can use it as much as possible.”

Yazheng smiled with Mrs. Liu and said, "It is very fortunate for the Jiang family to be able to get a peach blossom tribute from Liu Zhuangyuan to present to the imperial court."

Jiang Mujin, who was hiding in the Xiqianyuan, came to the pink-faced third sister's ear and smiled, "If I could listen to my third sister read Liu Zhuangyuan's peach blossom poem to my sisters, I would be very lucky."

Jiang Liu said, "Sister, cousin Jun has gone to do fu, so you can also draw a peach blossom. Then hang the peach blossom paintings and peach blossom fu in the study. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"It's so beautiful!" Jiang Mujin also thought this idea was very good, so she pushed Jiang Muyan into the room, "Sister Three, please draw your peach blossoms first, or write your peach blossom fu first!"

A beautiful peach blossom picture unfolded in Jiang Muyan's heart. She couldn't wait to return to the room and took the pen to paint with pleasure.

When the third sister returned to her room to paint, Jiang Liu waited Shuqiu in the yard and asked in a low voice, "Do you think Princess Dezhuang sent a matchmaker to propose marriage?"

Shuqiu nodded, "I mentioned the second son of Prince Dezhuang, Chai Daowei. He was fifteen years old this year and studied in the Imperial College. He often climbed over the wall to go to Qingping River for entertainment. In order to compete for a courtesan, he sent someone to break the leg of Mr. Liu of Jing'an Bo Mansion."

Jiang Liu...

"The news obtained by Yanping's investigation?"

Shuqiu's eyes shone, "Yes. Yan is so powerful. He can find out all the big and small things in Kang'an's mansions!"
Chapter completed!