Yang Xuan thought for a long time, and the only candidate was Liu Qing, but Liu Qing was waiting for a summons from the court at the moment, so it was not suitable. There was no other way, so Yang Xuan went to inquire about the matchmaker.
The most outstanding matchmaker in Chang'an is called Sun Po. She is said to be Po, but in fact she is only in her thirties. Just for the sake of stability, she got the mature title.
"Young people want to propose marriage?"
Grandma Sun was busy with business. She looked up from the roster and looked at Yang Xuan carefully.
Temperament is something that cannot be explained clearly.
With just one glance, she was sure that Yang Xuan's background was not high...
"yes."
"Young people, like slaves, don't accept other people's business."
"This is the gold medal matchmaker, Xiao Xuanzi, throw your money at her!" Suzaku shouted.
Yang Xuan asked back, "May I ask what Grandma Sun said about the marriage?"
Sun Po was happy, "I told you about the clan marriage."
"Where's the outside?"
"Outside? I have told you about the marriage of the prime minister's family. Young people, don't be too ambitious."
This person is just the right choice!
Yang Xuangang wanted to speak...
At this time, a man came in from outside, looking quite imposing, "Sun Po?"
Sun Po stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Lang is..."
The man said: "My young husband's marriage has been decided, and I have to invite you to communicate in the six rites."
The Six Rites gradually evolved in the Tang Dynasty and had their own characteristics.
Marriage affairs in this era were generally decided by the elders of both parties, and then the process involved asking divination, choosing a date, becoming a bride, becoming a son-in-law, destroying the bride, and wrecking the carriage.
To ask for fortune-telling is to ask the two parties to ask each other's birthday and horoscope, and ask someone to divine the fortune. If the fortune-telling is positive for both parties, there will be no doubts about the marriage.
The meaning of this procedure is roughly that if you want to get married, you have to ask God first. If God says this is a match made in heaven, everyone will be happy. God says this marriage is not necessary, and there will be problems if you get married. Those who are not taboo will still get married, and those who are taboo...
Sorry, the two families are not related by fate, so let’s forget it.
Naturally, you can't ask someone's birthday and horoscope by yourself, you have to ask someone to do it, and the matchmaker becomes the key to bringing the two parties together.
The matchmaker could talk so well that both parties couldn't help but feel happy that this match was indeed a match made in heaven. Therefore, good matchmakers are always in short supply.
Sun Po nodded, "How do you feel about the people on both sides?"
The man said calmly: "My family is a county prince."
This is an honorable family!
Sun Po's eyes lit up.
The man glanced at Yang Xuan and lowered his voice, "My wife is the Duke of the country."
"What a great marriage!" Grandma Sun felt that this was a business that would enhance her reputation.
She glanced at Yang Xuan with a confused look on her face.
Yang Xuan nodded and went out immediately.
When he was in Yuanzhou, due to family changes, he was alienated by the villagers after he was ten years old, and his peers were also ostracizing him. At first, he tried hard to please his friends, but all kinds of good intentions were still useless.
It wasn't until he came back from hunting a wolf and saw the envious and awe-filled eyes of his friends that he realized that friendship can never be saved.
All friendship comes from your attraction.
After leaving here, Yang Xuan went to inquire again and found a matchmaker named Hua Niang.
The flower girl looks ordinary, but she has an aura of being capable.
"Dare to ask Mr. Lang's identity."
Get straight to the point.
Yang Xuan said: "Chenzhou Sima."
Hua Niang lowered her head and recorded, "Sima!"
Sima is the so-called pension position.
The old thief said calmly: "Do you want to do it or not?"
Hua Niang is also one of Chang'an's top matchmakers, but not as good as Sun Po.
Hua Niang glanced at Yang Xuan and said, "Do it."
"How is Lang Jun's house?"
If a matchmaker wants to say something good, he must be well-targeted.
"No worries about food and clothing."
ordinary!
"What is the population of Lang Jun's family?"
"One bite."
Hua Niang blinked her eyelids and looked up at Yang Xuan.
"It's quite simple."
"yes!"
"Is Langjun's house well-equipped?"
"Under renovation."
"Chang'an?"
"Yes, Yongningfang."
These are probably the descendants of down-and-out nobles.
Hua Niang made a judgment on Yang Xuan's identity.
"When asking for divination, ask about the name first. Will Mr. Lang buy wild geese?"
If you want to know your name, you have to bring the wild geese to the door.
Yang Xuan said: "It's ready."
The flower girl warned: "It is better to have more than less at this time. If one of them falls ill, the woman will think it is unlucky. Your husband can go and buy one more."
Yang Xuan pointed to the carriage outside the door, "Is that enough?"
Hua Niang took a look and saw that Wang Laoer was playing with the geese on the carriage.
Two cages of wild geese, not to mention asking for names, are enough for barbecue. But why does that young man who looks a little silly keep staring at the legs of the wild geese with a salivating look on his face?
The flower girl nodded, "With everything in place, has the husband and the woman agreed on a date for the visit?"
"Sooner rather than later."
"in this way……"
"Today!"
I have never seen someone so anxious... Hua Niang suppressed her smile and said, "In this case, I will go later, where is the girl's family?"
"In Changshou Fang."
"Which one?"
"Zhou family."
Hua Niang raised her head, "Which Zhou family?"
"Zhou Lane."
In Zhongqu Lane of Chang'anfang, anyone named after a surname is either a famous person or a high-ranking person.
The Zhou family lives in Changshoufang.
The flower girl trembled and said, "Master... is he teasing the slave?"
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "I'll give you the money first."
The old thief took out a piece of silver.
"Flower girl?"
Hua Niang was in a daze, looking at Yang Xuan intently, as if she wanted to rush up and kiss him.
Yang Xuan took a step back, "Ahem, money!"
Hua Niang stood up suddenly and said, "Don't worry, Yang Sima, I will definitely handle it properly. I won't accept the money..."
Zhou’s marriage!
If she could take over this business, let alone give her money, she would be willing to give it back!
Marriages within aristocratic families are mostly handled internally, and any matchmaker... is handled by the family, and outsiders are not allowed to get involved.
By chance, the Zhou family made an opening and let a country boy poach their corner. This boy didn't know anyone, so he had to come here to find a matchmaker.
How could Yang Xuan get such money? He turned around and left.
Hua Niang was a little puzzled and asked the old thief, "The slave is not among the top five matchmakers in Chang'an. Why did the gentleman find the slave?"
The old thief said: "She didn't accept Mrs. Sun's offer before. Lang Jun felt that the more famous the matchmaker, the more trouble he would have, so he came to find you. You just have to do this successfully, and my husband will also have a thank you gift."
Yang Xuan went out and turned around all the way.
"Mr. Lang, walk slowly."
When passing by Sun Po's shop, she had just sent a customer out. A businessman would not offend anyone easily. Thinking of the slight he had neglected Yang Xuan before, Sun Po smiled and said: "I neglected my husband earlier. I don't know what he can do."
Have you found a matchmaker?"
Yang Xuan nodded.
"I don't know who it is." Sun Po asked subconsciously.
"Flower girl."
"hehe!"
Hua Niang was also one of Sun Po's competitors. Sun Po's smile faded a little after hearing this.
Not long after, she saw the flower girl, dressed in festive new clothes, happily bringing two women over. The women were also carrying burdens, all of which were gifts.
Sun Po's heart moved slightly and she waved, "Hey! Hua Niang!"
When the flower girl saw it was her, she came over with a smile.
"Which business is this from?" Grandma Sun asked.
Hua Niang said with a smile: "It belongs to the Zhou family."
"What?" Grandma Sun's expression changed, "Which Zhou family are you talking about?"
Hua Niang said with a smile: "Do you think there is any other Zhou family in Chang'an?"
this……
The business of a family with five surnames belongs to the top business, but it is not their turn. Hua Niang actually received the Zhou family's business, which made Sun Po feel like a fire was burning in her heart.
But the loser does not lose the battle, so she forced a smile and said: "You are lucky."
"I would like to thank you even more."
This bitch...Sun Po sneered, "Thank me for what?"
Hua Niang smiled and said, "Do you still remember that Yang Sima?"
Grandma Sun was startled, "Hey!"
Madam Hu said: "The woman is the Zhou family."
Grandma Sun's face instantly turned pale and then turned red.
…
It's the end of the year.
The palace placed gifts from various places outside the palace.
Envoys from various places stood below. After a while, someone shouted: "Your Majesty has arrived!"
Everyone leaned forward and lowered their eyes. After a while, they heard a hoarse voice saying:
"good."
Then came some words of encouragement.
Liu Qing noticed the tiredness in the emperor's voice.
Han Shitou accompanied the emperor. After some words, the emperor returned to the harem.
"His Majesty."
Wang Shou came with the news.
"Stone."
Wang Shou concealed his jealousy and handed over the news.
Han Shitou took it, nodded slightly to him, and followed the emperor.
"Your Majesty, the gifts from King Wei and King Yue have been delivered."
"Um!"
"King Wei is eager to fight in northern Xinjiang."
"What about Huang Chunhui and him?"
"Except for the last battle, Huang Xianggong has not met with King Wei."
"Has that traitor ever managed to win over anyone?"
Han Shitou laughed out loud, "Your Majesty, you don't know that King Wei has also recruited people in Northern Xinjiang, but King Wei's temperament is too rough and straight, and even the civil and military officials in Northern Xinjiang dare not approach him."
The corners of the emperor's mouth were slightly raised, but his eyes were cold.
"The King of Yue is very kind in southern Xinjiang."
Han Shitou remained silent.
The emperor walked out for a while and suddenly said, "Zhang Huan?"
Han Shitou said: "Yes. But it's just a normal response."
The emperor said calmly: "Zhang Huan has a good reputation, but he is vain."
"Yes, it is said that Mr. Zhang and the King of Yue are just polite and have no personal contact."
"other."
"The king of Yue mostly reads books in his mansion."
The emperor nodded.
"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Han Shitou asked.
"Go to the pear garden."
After arriving at the Liyuan, the emperor wanted to take a nap, so Han Shitou could rest.
He returned to his place and dug out the stone.
The room was dark, because there was no charcoal fire, and it was as cold as an ice cellar.
The stone was placed on the table, and Han Shitou stood beside it, with his hands tied, as if the stone was the emperor.
"Your Majesty, I have just learned that my husband is getting married, and I am very happy."
He smiled proudly and said, "My servant was worried about this before. After learning that the young man had rescued several noble ladies in Northern Xinjiang, he thought about it. The noble ladies each had their own characteristics. Chang Qian was frivolous.
Hong Ya is mediocre, although Zhang Dongqing has a literary name, but if a woman wants such a reputation in public, she is probably very competitive, but not a good wife..."
The stone is silent.
"Wei Zhong, the general of the Youwu Guard, is quite stable, so the servants took a fancy to his daughter Wei Ling'er. Wei Ling'er is cute and naive. Although she is not a good wife, it is best to train a woman like this with a blank sheet of paper. As the young man's identity changes,
She will naturally know those methods... Her biological mother, Mrs. Chen, is a powerful person and is good at running a household, which means her family is well-educated."
Han Shitou said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the young man would find one by himself. Your Majesty, that woman is the daughter of the Zhou family in a family with four surnames. But this young lady is stubborn. She was dissatisfied with the marriage arrangement at home and actually ran away.
Imperial College. The young man entered the Imperial College to study, and somehow he fell in love with her."
"The news from the mirror is that the woman is said to be stunningly beautiful, and the young man is indeed of His Majesty's blood, and his skills are extraordinary."
"His Majesty was quite dissatisfied with the five surnames in the family, and the same was true for the five surnames in the family. Unexpectedly, the young man wanted to marry the young lady of their family. When the servants saw the news, they almost laughed out loud. Your Majesty, if it is the Zhou family
Knowing Xiao Langjun’s identity, I don’t know how shocked and angry I am, ho ho ho!”
Han Shitou laughed so hard that he took a long breath and said, "There is another matter. The Southern Zhou Dynasty provoked the Tang Dynasty, and the central government decided to send an envoy to scold him. The slaves used some tricks to allow Xiao Langjun to be the envoy."
He looked at the stone, and after a long time, he said quietly: "His Majesty once said that if you want to become a talent, you need more experience. The young man has made a great success in the northern border, and I am happy in my heart."
"Since Nan Zhouxu came to the throne, he has been working hard to govern. Recently, he has implemented a new policy. The presiding officer is Prime Minister Sun Shi, and the privy envoy Han Bi. It is said that the whole country is shocked. At this time, the momentum of the Southern Zhou Dynasty is like a rainbow, Xiao Lang
If you go to show off your power, if you are too tough, the reform faction of the Southern Zhou Dynasty will have to resist for the sake of morale."
"This matter is a bit difficult, but I will face difficulties in this life, young man! It would be better if you work hard early."
After finishing chanting, Han Shitou put the stone away.
After leaving the room, his confidant Ma He was watching not far away, but he was taking a nap.
Han Shitou felt excited in his heart and went over to shout: "Wake up."
Ma He woke up and apologized in panic.
"Who did you see just now?"
Ma He shook his head, "I didn't see it."
Seeing his dull expression, Han Shitou knew that he had just taken a nap and was confused, which showed that this statement was not credible.
He said calmly: "Go and ask who passed by here just now."
As his status continued to rise, more and more people in the palace were staring at him. Even the king's allies in the palace were trying to find ways to place people around him, hoping to bring him down.
So Han Shitou was very cautious.
He smiled and patted Ma He on the shoulder, "Go ahead and ask."
"yes."
Ma He has gone.
Han Shitou smiled and went to the pear garden.
The emperor was still taking a nap, but the imperial concubine came, looking out of boredom with a novel.
"What about Han Qi riding on a coffin to fight? This man is obese, and he actually fights on a coffin. Just thinking about it makes people laugh."
The imperial concubine slowly looked through it, and suddenly her eyes turned red.
Jiao Li leaned forward and said, "Is this inappropriate, my dear?"
The imperial concubine shook her head, "I'm quite unhappy with Fatty Han, but when I saw him kneeling down in front of the pile of bones and shouting that his soul was back, I couldn't help crying."
The emperor woke up leisurely, "What did Hongyan say?"
The imperial concubine wiped away her tears and said, "I just read this novel. Many years later, Han Qi returned to the place where Haoshuichuan was defeated. Facing the bones of those loyal and brave soldiers, he shouted that he was coming back. When he saw him again, he said that he would bring
Those loyal souls returned home and couldn't hold back the tears."
The emperor couldn't help but smile.
Ma He came in and gave Han Shitou a look.
Han Shitou went out.
"Young prisoner, Cao Ze, who was cleaning His Majesty's palace earlier, stopped outside your house."
"how long?"
"Twenty breaths."
Han Shitou went in and said, "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
The emperor took the novel and started reading it.
"There is a calligraphy and painting missing from the bedroom, and I have found out who did it."
"Go deal with it."
"yes."
Han Shitou went out, followed by more than ten servants.
"There is a calligraphy and painting missing from the bedroom."
"yes."
He said it’s less, even if it’s not less, it’s still less!
Arriving outside Cao Ze's residence.
"Open the door."
The door opens.
The slightly fat Cao Ze turned pale when he saw Han Shitou and said, "Young Supervisor Han..."
Han Shitou took a step forward, "Cao Ze stole calligraphy and paintings from the palace, how audacious!"
"Han Shitou..." Cao Ze was about to shout.
Han Shitou folded his hands on his lower abdomen and looked at him calmly.
A chamberlain flew over and punched Cao Ze on the forehead.
Cao Ze's eyes were dull and he staggered back a few steps.
Boom!
The man fell down and a chamberlain entered.
After a while, he shouted: "Young Supervisor Han, I found the calligraphy!"
Han Shitou turned around and said, "Ambition!"
Ma He followed, "Yes!"
All the way back to the Liyuan, Han Shitou reported the matter.
The emperor nodded casually.
At dinner time.
Ma He served Han Shitou to dinner.
Han Shitou didn't eat much, and left most of it.
"Ma He, you can eat the rest."
This is a manifestation of intimacy.
Ma He happily sat down and said, "Thank you so much, Young Supervisor."
Han Shitou's food is naturally the best in the palace, no worse than those of the concubines.
After eating, Ma He thought carefully, "It's delicious, but the cook today was careless, so it turned out to be a bit bitter, eh!"
Ma He held his stomach and said, "My stomach hurts!"
Han Shitou, who had just left, came in.
"Young Supervisor, you..."
Han Shitou gently patted his back.
Ma He's lips moved and he said softly: "Slave... I know I was wrong."