Ming Yuenlang woke up this morning in a very good mood.
My daughter said that he would not need to drink the medicine that he used to treat his injuries today, and would replace it with another less bitter medicine to replenish his health.
So he got up early, drank the medicine, and was about to take a walk in the yard.
From this courtyard, you can see the vast expanse of blue lake not far away. The scenery is very good. He is very interested in poetry and has already written a good poem. He is going to compose a poem today.
The servants put out the tables and pens and ink, but as soon as he went out, a crow flew over his head and pooped on his head.
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!
He immediately took a slingshot to hit the crow. Unexpectedly, he missed the crow, but hit a big eagle that flew over from nowhere. The big eagle was fierce and cunning.
He just lost two hairs and pretended to fly away. When he turned around and was about to go back to bathe and change clothes, he suddenly flew down again!
Not only did she peck him several times, but when she flew away, she took the opportunity to spit a large amount of shit on his head!
He was almost pecked by an eagle, his hair was torn apart, he was extremely embarrassed, and his good mood for the whole day was completely ruined.
unlucky!!!
Ming Yuanlang gritted his teeth and went to take a bath in depression.
When he finally finished bathing and incense, he felt a little better. His servants asked the Ming Dynasty scholar if he wanted to go to the courtyard to recite poems and compose poems again.
Ming Yuanlang thought that it might be unlucky to go out today, so he decided to read and paint in his room.
But he never thought that things like "unlucky" and "bad luck" would have legs and come to his door.
"My lord, the eldest lady is here."
The servants came to report respectfully.
Ming Yuanlang smiled and walked out of the flower hall to pick up his daughter, but unexpectedly he saw an uninvited guest standing next to his daughter.
His expression suddenly became indifferent.
However, Cang Qiao didn't feel dissatisfied and just raised his hand to salute: "Ming Guo Gong."
A strange light flashed in Ming Yuanlang's eyes, and he bowed in return: "I don't dare to accept this gift from Master Qiantui. I should treat it as if I have met Master Qiantui."
Although Ming Yuanlang held the title of Duke of the First Grade, honors were nobles, and the official practice of the Tianming Dynasty was that non-Jinshi would not be admitted to the Hanlin, and non-Hanlin would not be admitted to the cabinet.
There are countless nobles with empty titles and no official positions. Officials with real power may respect these nobles on their faces, but they may not think highly of these nobles in their hearts.
But Ming Yuanlang studied all the way by himself. At the age of seventeen, he was appointed by the late Emperor to be a Tanhualang. He first entered the Hanlin Academy, and then entered the cabinet as a first-class bachelor. Everyone must respect him as the elder, and his status is extraordinary.
But Cang Qiao was of a superior title, with the outrageous title of nine thousand years old. Even the princes and princes wanted to pay tribute to him, and Ming Yuanlang really wanted to pay tribute to him.
Cang Qiao suddenly raised her hand to hold Ming Yuanlang's wrist, but she didn't let Ming Yuanlang do this.
Ming Yuanlang frowned slightly, displeasure flashed across his handsome and mature face, and he said coldly: "What do you mean, Mr. Qiansui?"
As he spoke, he glared angrily at Ming Lanruo, who was hiding behind Cang Qiao.
Why did this girl bring this person here? Since he has been avoiding seeing her, he was happy and relaxed because he didn't want to see Cang Qiao either.
Ming Lanruo's eyes flickered, a little strange. She saw that her father was in a good mood these days and had healed much better from his injuries, so she dared to agree to let Cang Qiao come to see him.
But why did she feel that her father's mouth was filled with the smell of gunpowder and he was in a bad mood early in the morning? Could it be that a crow pooped on him when he went out?
Cang Qiao smiled faintly: "Qiao can't bear the courtesy of the Duke."
Ming Yuanlang narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "You are always joking. Back then, my first wife took you into her family tree. Now you may not have called me brother-in-law for a long time. It can be seen that you and I follow the rules of rank in the officialdom.
Li, your rank is higher than that of a lower official, so why can’t you bear the courtesy of a lower official?”
Cang Qiao was silent for a while. This was because Duke Ming was mocking him for not recognizing others after his high official position.
He had no choice but to say: "Brother-in-law."
After saying that, he also glanced at Ming Lanruo.
Ming Lanruo looked down at the tips of her shoes, how could she dare to give him a look: "..."
Ming Yuanlang's face improved a little, but he still said coldly: "Why did the governor suddenly come here with my daughter today? Is it because he is leaving to return to Beijing tomorrow?"
Cang Qiao smiled slightly: "Brother-in-law, won't you invite Qiao to come in and sit down?"
Only then did Ming Yuanlang realize that he was still blocking the door. Seeing that Cang Qiao didn't even use the title "I" and called himself Qiao, he frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.
But he reluctantly turned aside to let him in, and asked the servants to serve tea.
Cang Qiao then came in and sat down, and Ming Lanruo followed quickly and helped pour tea for the two gentlemen.
