The night was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved.
Wen Su did not ride in the carriage as he had when he came, but walked back along the long and quiet street, lost in thought.
At this time, Chu Liu had been waiting for him anxiously at home for a long time.
As soon as she saw him coming back, her original cold and worried expression immediately disappeared, and instead she squeezed out a smile. Combined with the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and lips that could not be covered by age, her whole face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Brother Su, why are you back so late? I heard from the housekeeper that it was Mr. Jiang who asked you to go out to meet him? What's the reason? Why did we talk for so long?" Chu Liu changed his clothes for him while talking, and said
Serve hot tea.
"It's because..." Wen Su habitually wanted to explain things honestly.
But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly became mute, as if someone had cast some spell on him.
The words in his throat spilled to his mouth, swirled around a few times, and finally he swallowed them back violently.
He took a covert sip of tea and then said with a dry smile: "I forgot to send someone back to tell you not to wait for me. It's nothing. Mr. Jiang asked me something. He said
My grandson Jiang Yinfeng has also reached the age to discuss marriage. He asked me if I knew which families there are in Beijing. It is best to be a lady who has studied well. It does not matter how high the family background is or how prominent the family background is.
What is important is that you should be gentle and generous, and be able to manage the affairs of a large family."
Perhaps it was because he had never lied to Chu Liu, so this was the first time he did it. He felt guilty and a little unskilled, so he said a lot at once, "You also know that the entire Jiang family, Prime Minister Jiang
Among the sons, the eldest son Jiang Yan succeeded the family head and was responsible for all the family's property, so he ended his official career. His son Jiang Yinfeng has been determined to be the next head of the family.
"So Jiang Yinfeng's marriage is no small matter, and his future wife will be the head matron of the Jiang family.
"Because the matter is important, and I have to think about it one by one, so it is very trivial, so I didn't come back until this time."
After he said this, he drank another large cup of tea.
Looking at it this way, it really seemed like I was thirsty because I talked too much.
But in fact, Wen Su was really thirsty, not because he talked too much, but because he barely drank a sip of tea from the moment he entered Yiying Restaurant to the moment he came out.
Over the years, Chu Liu knew Wen Su’s temper best.
She knew very well that Wen Su would never lie to him, so she had no doubts at this time.
Originally, I was worried that Prime Minister Jiang was looking for Wen Su because of the propaganda that was circulating outside. Now it seems that Prime Minister Jiang may be worried about his grandson's marriage and has not noticed it for a while.
She was somewhat relieved.
Immediately, he began to seriously think about whether there was a girl of the right age in his family who could meet the requirements and tell Jiang Yinfeng to be the future mistress of the Jiang family.
However, after thinking about it several times, I found that there was no such thing.
Either they are already married, or they are too young to get their turn.
Chu Liu couldn't help but shook his head with regret, and then said: "So that's it. Has Brother Su thought of a suitable candidate for Jiang Xiang?"
"No." Seeing that she believed her, Wen Su couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then said a little perfunctorily, "I told him a few times, but he was not satisfied. I think this is the most difficult thing to do as a matchmaker. I just talked to him about it.
, we all parted ways unhappily, I won’t care about it from now on.”
"Jiang Yinfeng is the eldest grandson of Prime Minister Jiang and the future head of the family. Prime Minister Jiang must not worry about it. How can a girl from an ordinary family fall into his eyes? Brother Su is right not to care about this matter." Chu Liu hurriedly comforted her.
My own husband.
Wen Su smiled at her happily.
This was the first time Wen Su lied to Chu Liu and he got away with it easily.
The other end.
Yu Jiujiu returned to the palace, washed her tired body and prepared to go to bed. At this time, Emperor Xuanping took time to look at his small breast dumplings after dealing with political affairs for the day.
As soon as he arrived, he saw that he was fragrantly washed, his little face was covered with tender breasts, his dark almond-shaped eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open them, and his long eyelashes flickered up and down. He was walking along.
It was as if I could fall asleep immediately on the road.
"My little Jiu'er, come here and let daddy hug her." Emperor Xuanping felt pity and love for her when he saw her like this. As he said this, he had already taken the initiative to step forward and put Naiguanzi into his arms.
"Daddy..." Yu Jiujiu called softly, and then yawned uncontrollably.
"What are you doing today? Usually when daddy comes to see you at this time, you are still in high spirits and refuse to sleep. Why are you so sleepy today?" Emperor Xuanping couldn't help but asked in confusion.
He asked this question without waiting for Yu Jiujiu to answer.
The green radish on the side couldn't help but poured out: "Your Majesty, the little princess is all caused by that Yongguo Duke! He actually wrote a message, scolding the little princess as a vicious person who cares about human life, and said
Concubine Shu was a concubine who brought trouble to the country by making lies and deceiving the emperor. She even poisoned the old prince and blamed the death of Prince Zhongshan and his wife on the little princess, saying that these things were all done by the little princess!
"There are people on the streets outside now who don't understand the truth of the matter and are scolding the little princess!
"The little princess got so angry because of this incident that she was so angry that she couldn't sleep last night. The little princess said that she didn't care how she was misunderstood or scolded. She was just aggrieved by Concubine Shu and said that Concubine Shu was clearly doing something wrong.
I’ve never done anything, I don’t know anything, yet I’m being scolded like this!”
Lu Luo just finished saying this.
Yu Jiujiu yawned again, and then said to her in a sleepy voice: "Why are you talking so much? Daddy is so busy with big things in the court every day that he can't rest well, and you still bother him with such trivial matters."
"Princess, I also feel sorry for you. I can't see you being bullied like this!"
Luluo said, wiped away her tears, and continued indignantly, "That Lord Yong Guo doesn't know anything, but he still talks about the princess like this!
"Your Majesty, I saw with my own eyes that day that the wife of the Prince of Zhongshan committed suicide because she said something about killing the Duke of Yong's wife twenty-four years ago, and that she would be punished. She said that she would go to the underworld to wait for her.
My two sisters were treated by Dr. Chu at that time. The servants were close and heard these words.
"But isn't Mrs. Yong Guo Gong's sister? Isn't she still alive and well? How could she say that Mrs. Yong Guo Gong was killed? Obviously just a few days ago, Mrs. Yong Guo Gong wanted to recall the recent boom in business.
The Ying Restaurant was taken away by force, and the princess and the young imperial master just happened to bump into it!"
Emperor Xuanping couldn't help but widen his eyes as he listened to the words of basketfuls and baskets of green radish.
Really, he didn’t even know what was going on with any of these things!