"Sister-in-law, I am already a married man, how can I see other men casually?"
Li Shihan said displeased: "In the future, you don't need to ask me about this kind of thing again, just refuse!"
When I came to Zhoucheng and couldn't see my husband, I felt a little depressed!
The sister-in-law organized a tea party for girls. She was supposed to be a lady from an official family, but unexpectedly some of her friends were there.
Since then, people have continued to invite her to temples to burn incense, women's poetry gatherings, and to recite poems and enjoy the snow.
She was well aware of those men's thoughts, so naturally she would not give them a good look.
"Shihan, it's not like my sister-in-law said that you are just a child, why do you think so much about you?"
The sister-in-law, who is about thirty years old, has a gorgeous appearance and arrogant eyes: "Do you really think he will come to Zhoucheng to find you? It is four hundred miles from Fu County to Zhoucheng, and there are countless bandits and thieves along the way. He might be halfway there
In the event of an accident, even if he can come, our family will still not recognize him."
Li Shihan's pretty face said with a stern look on her face: "My husband is talented and has written so many famous biographies that will last forever. Brother, why doesn't my father recognize him yet?"
Her husband asked her second brother to bring back three thousand taels of gold notes. She gave one thousand taels to her father, each of her eldest brother and second brother had 500 taels, the third brother had 300 taels, and the eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law had each received 100 taels. She also explained that it was given by her husband.
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Unexpectedly, except for the second brother, the second sister-in-law had some changes. The eldest brother and sister-in-law still had the same attitude. Even though their father from out of town wrote a letter, they still refused to recognize her husband, which really broke her heart.
"His literary talent is really great. The poems he wrote are spread all over the world. Even my father may not be able to write them!"
The sister-in-law smiled coldly: "But our family comes from a scholarly family, and my father is a Jinshi. Your eldest brother, your second brother, and your brother-in-law are fifteen years old and are now scholars. He was just a boy and now he is engaged in a lowly job."
Business, let alone the qualifications to join the Li family."
"My husband is not just doing business!"
Li Shihan frowned and said, "My second brother said when he came back from Zhoucheng that he stayed there to help the young marshal fight. Now that the young marshal has won a great victory, he must have a share of his contribution."
The eldest sister-in-law sneered and said: "The War of the Wildermen has ended a long time ago. The imperial edict of rewarding merits has been issued early. I heard from your elder brother that there is no one named Wang Yuan at all. He played no role in that war. He, that is,
A little literary talent will make a little money, so you'd better find another one."
"I don't!"
Li Shihan frowned and shook his head!
Even if her husband is an ordinary person, she is still willing to stay with him for the rest of her life and will never be distracted!
"Many young talents are asked to tell their sisters-in-law that they are willing to let the matchmaker marry you in a big sedan chair. They all come from official families."
The sister-in-law had a narrow look on her face. Seeing that Li Shihan was silent, she lowered her voice and said: "There is also a young master from the governor's family among them. He asks someone to come here every three days to inquire about you. The governor, from the second-rank officials to the border officials! If you are
By marrying his son, your father will have another helping hand in the court, and your eldest brother's career will also flourish!"
Li Shihan said coldly: "Sister-in-law, don't tell me that the governor's son will marry a remarried woman."
"hehe!"
The sister-in-law smiled awkwardly: "The governor's son already has a wife, but he wants to marry you, Shihan, as his wife, who is not inferior to his wife in name!"
"My common wife sounds nice, but I'm actually still a concubine!"
Li Shihan said sadly: "Sister-in-law, I really didn't expect that you would ask me to be a concubine for the sake of my eldest brother's future."
The sister-in-law's face was serious: "Shihan, my sister-in-law also does it for your own good. If you marry the governor's son, you will live a life of fine clothing and fine food!"
Li Shihan frowned and turned around: "Sister-in-law, I am already my husband's wife and will not remarry anyone. If you keep saying that, I will pack my bags tomorrow and go back to Fu County alone."
The sister-in-law's face changed and she smiled apologetically: "Okay, okay, sister-in-law, I won't say any more. You must not lose your temper. You are a weak woman and you are so beautiful. If you can't go more than a hundred miles, you will be kidnapped. You don't know what will happen!"
Li Shihan frowned and said nothing.
If she hadn't been worried about this, she would have gone back to Fu County alone to meet her husband.
I don’t know how my husband is doing now.
"Stinky girl, you really don't know what is good and what is good. How many people want to be the concubine of the governor's son, and you are still here to pick and choose. Seeing that you are also a broken melon, without those muddy legs by your side, let's see how long you can endure it.
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Muttering all the way, the sister-in-law walked out of the mansion and said a few words to the waiting servants.
The servant rode to a mansion and whispered to a young man in rich clothes.
The young man frowned: "If I don't agree to my status as a common wife, why do I still want to be a real wife? I really don't know how to appreciate it."
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In Baijia Manor, the winter plum blossoms are in full bloom!
A circle of maids surrounded the pavilion to protect it from the wind and snow. In the pavilion, two beautiful figures, one white and one purple, surrounded a small red clay stove, in which rice wine was being heated.
Bai Feifei, who still looks more like a young master, twirled his jade cup, looked at the wind, snow and cold plum blossoms and softly chanted: "Little beauty, how do you like this poem?"