Chapter 32 Talking about Marriage

Author: Sigui Beihong

Chapter 32 Talking about Marriage

No one expected that a young boy would come out on top in a tea competition. But they were all experts in tea tasting. They saw that the young man’s tea soup was green and white, and he could chew on the wall of the bowl, and he could smell it.

No one said anything about this scent of tea, but they all admired it in their hearts.

Mo Chenglin looked at the young man carefully, and saw that he was dressed luxuriously and had extraordinary appearance, and his gestures showed a bit of nobility. Looking at his servant Zhang Di, he also had beautiful features and a clean face, which was different from the evil young men in the city.

Servants are very different.

There was also a bit of joy in his heart, and he thought to himself: "Looks like this young man doesn't look like a noble boy. Maybe He Lu will have someone to rely on for the rest of his life, and Minglou will also..." However, he still had a bit of joy.

Worry. If the other party is a descendant of an official, then this marriage will never be possible.

So Mo Chenglin took a step forward and said with a smile: "I dare to ask the young master's name without taking any chances. Maybe in the future, if we have a chance, I will come to visit you."

All the tea guests listened patiently, and they also wanted to know who this tea-ordering expert was. As long as he told his name and asked each other, they would probably be able to find out whose family he was from.

This young man was also quite humble. He turned slightly and bowed to Mo Chenglin, and said with a smile: "My name is unknown. If I tell you, no one will know about it."

As he spoke, he dipped his fingers into the tea and started writing on the table. "The surname is Zhao, which is the same as the country and Yourongyan. The single name has the character Pang and the cursive character Renji, which means auspicious person and heavenly sign."

The tea guests looked at each other with blank faces, as if they didn't recognize Zhao Pang and Zhao Renji.

Mo Chenglin also frowned and thought, and couldn't help but look back at Mrs. Wei, as if asking her. Mrs. Wei knew what he meant, so she also shook her head, indicating that she did not know this person.

"Oh, it turns out to be nephew Zhao Xian. It's really rare to see that a nephew is young and has such good tea art skills." Mo Chenglin said a few polite words, then turned to Du Juan and said: "This Mr. Zhao is extraordinary.

Characters must be served with care."

"Yes." Du Juan folded her hands in front of her belly, bowed and saluted, and then said to Zhao Pang with a smile: "Young Master, please follow me."

"Excuse me, miss." Zhao Pang saluted, but when he saw Zhang Di beside him staring at Du Juan's back, he hit him on the head with a folding fan and scolded him softly: "What are you looking at? You are not afraid of other people's jokes!" Zhang

Di touched his head and said "Oh", then followed his young master.

Mo Chenglin turned around and asked Madam Wei with a smile: "In Madam's opinion, what is this person's appearance like?"

Mrs. Wei laughed and said: "This person is elegant, he seems to be a scholar rushing to take exams. He is very good, but He Lu disdains the most in his life is to deal with such people."

Mo Chenglin was displeased and thought to himself: "What do you know? How can making friends and choosing a husband be treated equally? You are so informal, but isn't your husband Zeng Bu also a gentle and gentle gentleman?"

But after all, to save face, he had to say: "It's better to let He Lu see it."

Mrs. Wei smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I'll call her right away." After saying that, she turned and left. Mo Chenglin looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh, thinking: "This Mrs. Wei and He Lu have terrible tempers."

It’s exactly the same.”

Mrs. Wei opened the door of Zhengqixuan and saw Mo Yunxiao with her hands behind her back and her back to her, admiring a painting on the wall. Mrs. Wei's heart moved and she couldn't help but feel pity: "Oh, poor girl.

I know you don’t want to get married, but there’s no need to pretend to look at paintings to keep calm.”

"Yu Ru, what's the situation outside?" Mo Yunxiao turned around and asked.

Mrs. Wei raised her sword eyebrows, stepped forward quickly, held her hand, and said: "Sister, I only want you to say a word, are you willing to get married in such a hazy way? If you don't want to, where is your father?

I can take care of things now, so there’s no need to look at Lao Shizi’s paintings here!”

Mo Yunxiao was taken aback and asked, "How can you say this?"

Mrs. Wei was so angry that she stamped her foot heavily and said hurriedly: "Why are you so nagging? Your father has already hooked up with a wealthy son-in-law. Now he wants you to go out to meet him. If that guy is impatient, why don't we move in with him?"

Shu Liuli, after meeting the ancestors of heaven and earth, it will be too late for you to regret it by then!"

Mo Yunxiao's eyes widened at first, unable to hide her panic. But soon, she calmed down again.

She smiled bitterly, gently took off Mrs. Wei's hand and said, "The person I love belongs to someone else in my heart. What's the difference between me marrying someone and not marrying someone else? Could it be that I really did it for him?"

Do you want to stay alone in the empty boudoir, with red candles accompanying you when you grow old?"

Mrs. Wei was shocked when she heard this and couldn't help asking: "Who is the person you love?"

Mo Yunxiao's eyes suddenly became firm. She looked directly into Mrs. Wei's eyes and said, "That's the person who desperately wants to break off my engagement."

"Ah? Song Mingxuan!" Mrs. Wei was startled again, then shook her head and said, "Although Song Mingxuan is handsome, he is kind and cowardly by nature. He Lu, you are just like me, a free and unrestrained person, how could you fall in love with him?

"

"Just because he is the best man to me since I traveled through time." Mo Yunxiao said quietly.

Mrs. Wei didn't hear clearly and asked attentively: "What?"

Only then did Mo Yunxiao come back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's nothing, let's not mention this sad thing. Yuru, come and look at this painting with me. Does it look like an authentic work by Mi Fu?"

Mrs. Wei raised her eyes and saw that hanging on the wall was a landscape painting depicting strange rocks. The strange rocks in the painting were rugged and in various poses. Although there was a gurgling stream, the strange rocks occupied the center of the picture.

There is a seal in the lower right corner of the painting, with four official script characters: "The Seal of Mi Fu".

Mrs. Wei nodded and said, "This is indeed Mi Fu's authentic work."

"Why do you see it?" Mo Yunxiao asked with a smile.

"Although I don't know much about painting, I do know a thing or two about calligraphy." Mrs. Wei said: "Mi Fu's characters are both beautiful and elegant, familiar but not vulgar, strange but not strange. I believe no one in the world can imitate them."

Mo Yunxiao also nodded and smiled: "Yes, Mi Fu's calligraphy is indeed top-notch, but his paintings are equally outstanding. This strange stone uses a combination of chaffing and splashing ink, which gives it a skeletal texture and a hint of elegance."

Plump posture. Except for the genius Mi Fu, I am afraid no one would dare to use a pen like this."

Mrs. Wei was a little suspicious and asked sideways: "He Lu, when did you also like calligraphy and painting? This is not like you."

Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly and said: "People will change. If I become someone else's wife in the future, wouldn't I have to support my husband and raise my children? How can I continue to cause trouble as randomly as before?"

Hearing what she said, Mrs. Wei became more and more worried. She said with concern: "I know you are suffering in your heart, but you don't have to do this to yourself. I just ask that you can live as you want without worrying about anything. No matter it is Minglou

, you don’t have to worry about your father or Song Mingxuan. I just want you to be who you were before."

Mo Yunxiao took Mrs. Wei's hand and said with a smile: "I remember Yu Ru's words. Let's go and meet the golden turtle son-in-law whom my father has sent to me."

It was approaching dusk at this time. Zhao Pang and Zhang Di were still waiting in the private room. Zhang Di was pacing back and forth a little anxiously, but Zhao Renji was calm and composed, shaking his folding fan and looking out at the scenery outside the window.

"Zhang Di, you have to change your temper. If you are always like this, how can I dare to take you out again in the future?" Zhao Pang said lightly.

Zhang Di came up and said, "Sir, this Mo family is too arrogant. We have been waiting for a long time, but no one has been seen."

"Why are you anxious?" Zhao Pang said with a smile: "With so many people coming to fight for tea for Mo Yunxiao, this girl must be extraordinary. Hehe, a girl's family needs to be more reserved."

Zhang Dida didn't take it seriously and thought to himself: "This Mo Yunxiao doesn't even look down on me, the King of Heaven, how can I know how to be reserved." However, he only thought in his heart and did not dare to say it out.

They heard the door creaking open, as if someone had walked in. The master and servant looked back at the same time, but saw that the door in front of them was still closed. Before they had time to wonder, they heard a woman's voice coming from behind the screen.

A delicate voice said: "Young Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time. The little girl came late, so I am rude and neglectful. I hope you can please forgive me..."

Zhao Pang followed the sound and realized that there were two doors in this house. One was the front door and the other was the side door. The side door was behind the screen. Zhao Pang and Zhang Di didn't look carefully, so they never discovered it.

If you think about it carefully, this arrangement is quite reasonable. After all, both parties are unmarried men and women, so it is inconvenient to live in the same room, so it is more appropriate to separate them with a screen.

Zhao Pang thought to himself: "I thought that the Shang family did not pay much attention to etiquette, but I didn't expect it to be so well-behaved. It turns out that it is an upright family."

So he stepped forward and bowed his hands and said: "Zhao Pang, a young man with the cursive character Renji, happened to pass by today. I was eager to participate in the tea fight. I didn't expect to win by chance, and I was also very scared."

The woman behind the screen secretly looked out through the gap in the screen. She saw that this person was extremely noble, with skin as white as jade, and a graceful manner. She could tell that he must belong to a wealthy family, and her heart was beating wildly.

Face flushed.

Just listen to her say: "Master, do you know why Minglou holds this tea party?"

"I heard that they were choosing a husband for Miss He Lu, the eldest daughter of Ming Tower." Zhao Pang replied.

The woman smiled and said: "I see that the young master is not a frivolous person. Since the young master knows the whole story, he still comes to the tea party. I must be thinking of him as a phoenix?"

Zhao Pang smiled and said: "I am in a hurry today, but I have never thought about reaching out to someone high. It's just that young students often hear Miss Helu's name, so I specially want to meet her. If we fall in love and become close friends, we can also discuss the matter of marriage in the long term.

"

"Master!" Zhang Di couldn't help but change his color when he heard the last sentence, as if he wanted to dissuade him. But he blocked Zhang Di's words with a flash of his folding fan.

"I wonder where the young master lives and what his parents do for a living?" the woman asked.

Zhao Pang thought for a while and replied: "Xiaosheng is a traveling businessman with no fixed residence. He only lives temporarily in Daxiangguo Temple. His parents also died early, so he has nothing to worry about."

"Oh, that's it." The woman's voice was a little low, as if she was disappointed with his answer.

Zhao Pang added: "Since the girl wants to choose a husband, and the young man also won the tea party, why not exchange a token so that we can meet again someday?"

The woman pondered for a long time and said, "Forget it, let's change it to another one." Her tone sounded extremely perfunctory, which was very different from just now.

At this time, a maid in yellow came out from behind the screen, holding a jade pendant in her hand. She walked slowly to Zhao Pang and said with a smile: "Sir, please accept it."

"Thank you." Zhao Pang cupped his fist, picked up the jade pendant, and shined it in the sun. He saw a small word "Mo" engraved on it, and a camellia on the other side. Although this jade pendant is exquisitely made,

, but it is also an ordinary product, and a pair can be made for only seven or eight dollars.

But Zhao Pang didn't think it was strange. He turned around and said to Zhang Di: "This is a token from the Mo family girl. You must keep it."

"Yes." Zhang Di carefully took the jade pendant, but his expression was very disdainful.

"I was born in a hurry and don't have much. Only this fan is very valuable." He handed the folding fan to the maid and said, "Please don't be offended, Miss Mo."

The maid curtsied and said with a smile: "No matter where it is, I will collect it carefully." After saying that, she stepped back.

Zhao Pang bowed his head and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave for now."

"Young master, please don't blame Minglou for not treating guests well." The woman replied calmly.
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