"The eighth day of March, the eighth day of March."
Liu Mingzhi put his hand on his chin and repeated the day twice softly.
Upon seeing this, Qi Yun, the third princess, Qinglian sisters and others walked towards Young Master Liu.
"Husband, what are you thinking about?"
"Husband, are you not satisfied with this life?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the confused expressions of the ladies, smiled lightly and shook his head.
"No, no, my husband just has other ideas."
"Other ideas? What ideas?"
"Husband, can you tell our sisters what you think?"
Liu Mingzhi chuckled, rubbed his hands, turned his head and pursed his lips towards the back hall.
"As a husband, I'm thinking if I can let Yiyi get married first, and then let this boy Cheng Gan and Tong'er girl get married.
There are no good and auspicious days in February.
If we set the day for Cheng Qian and Tong'er Yatou to get married, it will be the auspicious day of the eighth day of March.
Then our Yiyike family will have to wait until Cheng Qian and the others get married before she can get married again."
After listening to Mr. Liu's explanation, Qi Yun vaguely guessed what her husband was thinking.
Qi Yun pointed at the back hall, looked at Liu Mingzhi and asked softly: "Husband, you mean to let Yiyi and Chenggan, two siblings, get married and start a family on the same auspicious day in March. Get a wife?"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the group of ladies around him, smiled lightly and nodded.
"Yes, that's what it means to be a husband."
Qi Yun nodded slightly and asked again in a soft tone: "Husband, when do you think Cheng Qian and Tong'er girl should set a date for their wedding?"
"The last auspicious day in March, March 18th."
Qinglian heard her husband's words and quickly asked: "Husband, since you plan to let Yiyi get married before Chengqian gets married,
Then which day do you want to set for Yiyi to leave the cabinet, the eighth day of March?"
Liu Mingzhi turned directly to Qinglian, smiled lightly and shook his head at her.
"No, my husband plans to set the day for Yiyi to leave the palace on the auspicious day of March 16th."
Qinglian's face was slightly startled when she heard her husband's answer.
"Ah? March 16th?"
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently and said, "Yes, it's March 16th."
Qinglian couldn't help but become confused after hearing her husband's affirmative words.
"Husband, March 16th and March 18th, these two auspicious days are only one day apart.
My elder sister got married on March 16th, and my younger brother got married on March 18th.
In this case, wouldn’t it be a bit too hasty in terms of time?”
As soon as Qinglian finished speaking, Qi Yun, the third princess, Qi Ya and other sisters all started to echo her words.
"Yes, yes, I have the same idea as Sister Lian'er."
"Husband, I agree that the difference between the two auspicious days is only one day, which is indeed a bit too hasty."
"Husband, even if one is set on March 8th and the other is set on March 16th, or March 18th, these two auspicious days are better than just one day difference."
"That's right, there are too many things to do in one day!"
"Husband, I feel..."
"..."
After hearing their husband's thoughts, all the beauties raised objections in unison.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the group of ladies and shook his head gently, walked to the table, picked up a cup of tea and moistened his throat.
"Ladies, don't object in a hurry. Can you listen to all your husband's thoughts first?"
Qi Yun, the third princess, Huyan Yunyao and the other sisters looked at each other, and watched Young Master Liu nodding their heads a few times in unison.
"Well, okay then, husband, please tell me."
"Okay, I'm all ears."
"Husband, we sisters would like to hear from you."
Young Master Liu sat on the chair, caressing the tea lid in his hand, and looked at the beauties in the hall with their legs crossed in contentment.
"Ladies, do you sisters still remember how much money the court spent when Chengzhi got married to Jingyao?
Yun'er, you should remember this most clearly, right?"
Qi Yun's pretty face was slightly startled, but she nodded silently after she realized what she was doing.
"Hey, I remember very clearly that I spent more than one million taels of silver."
"Yes, the total expenses for the wedding of Chengzhi and Jingyao cost more than one million taels of silver.
Yun'er, that's not tens of thousands taels, nor hundreds of thousands taels, but more than one million taels of silver!
Then do you know how much money the Ministry of Rites initially budgeted for?"
Qi Yun narrowed her eyes slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, she looked at Liu Mingzhi and said softly: "Husband, I vaguely remember that you told me that it seemed to be more than two million taels of silver."
"Yun'er, you have a good memory, you have more than two million taels of silver."
As Liu Mingzhi spoke, he looked back at the curtain leading to the back hall.
"Yiyi, Feifei, Yaoyao, Yue'er, you can come out first."
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, the responses from the four sisters Liu Yiyi, Liu Feifei, Liu Yaoyao and the little cute sisters came from behind the door curtain.
"Hey, here we come."
"I know, it's coming."
Liu Yiyi and the four cute sisters responded sweetly, then opened the door curtain and walked into the front hall with gentle steps.
"Sisters, see you, daddy. May daddy be safe."
"Hehehe, okay, okay, no gifts."
"Thank you daddy."
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at the four little cotton-padded jackets, put down the teacup in his hand, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the saucer on the table, and strode out of the hall door with high steps.
"Ladies and children, my back hurts from sitting all the time. Let's go for a walk in the courtyard outside."
"Hey, my sisters know it."
"I got it, come on."
"Yeah, let's listen to daddy."
Qi Yun, her sisters, Ren Qingrui, Liu Yiyi, and the cute sisters responded one after another and immediately chased after Young Master Liu.
After Qi Yun walked out of the living room, she immediately waved to her personal maid Yu'er.
"Yu'er, don't forget to take someone to clean up the tea in the living room."
"Yes, this slave knows."
After Liu Mingzhi walked out of the courtyard outside the living room, he gently cracked a melon seed and looked at the beauties and four little cotton-padded jackets behind him with a faint smile.
"Yun'er."
"Hey, I'm here."
"Yun'er, Yan'er, Sister Ya, you sisters must know that Yiyi, Feifei, Chengzhi, Yue'er, Yunxin...their brothers and sisters are all our children.
The palms and backs of my hands are all flesh, and as a husband, I can’t treat them favorably!
Where are the expenses when the second child marries Jingyao? When the other children get married, can we afford less?
Let’s just say it can’t be exactly the same as Chengzhi’s specifications when he got married, at least it can’t be too different, right?”
To be continued...