This teahouse stands in the prosperous area of Dahan Shenjing. At this moment, several people are sitting on the second floor talking to each other.
"Unknown sir, what's the important matter for me to summon a lower official?" Qin Ye was an old man over fifty years old with gray hair. He looked at Jia Zhen opposite him humbly and said that he was worthy of the lower official.
Jia Zhen inherited the title of Ning Guogong. Although she experienced several reductions in rank, she still inherited the rank of third-class mighty general. Compared with Qin Ye's fifth-rank doctor in the Camp Catering Department of the Ministry of Industry, the rank was much higher, let alone
Speaking of his special status as the head of the Jia clan, Qin Ye naturally did not dare to make any mistakes when facing Jia Zhen.
Jia Zhen is in her early forties, wearing a light green official robe and a black veilless hat. She has a fair complexion and a beard under her nose. She holds a folding fan in her hand and plays with it, with a smile on her face.
He said: "Mr. Qin, you are so polite. Mr. Qin and my Jia family have been friends for generations. I really want to discuss something with Mr. Qin. My son, Jia Rong, has reached the age of marriage. I heard that Mr. Qin has a daughter.
She is of good appearance and can live in a suitable home, so she is shameless and proposes marriage to Dr. Qin on behalf of her son."
As Jia Zhen spoke, the sunken eye sockets and cloudy eyes seemed to reveal a charming and passionate beauty like a flower.
On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he visited Da'an Temple and bumped into them at first. After asking around a lot, he found out that they were the Qin siblings who came to offer incense and fulfill their wishes. Their father was a doctor in the Catering Department of the Ministry of Industry, and he was in the fifth rank.
"Your Majesty..." Qin Ye looked hesitant on his face and said, "To be fair to Mr. Jia, my daughter has already been engaged. How can one daughter marry two families?"
Jia Zhen frowned, her face changed slightly, and she said anxiously: "Are you engaged? I wonder which young master it is?"
Qin Ye pondered for a moment, deliberately not telling the truth, but looking at Jia Zhen's scrutinizing eyes, he said: "To be honest, he is still a member of the Jia clan."
"Oh?" Jia Zhen's face paused slightly, her eyes brightened, and she said in surprise: "Which young master is in the house, why don't I know?"
Jia Zhen is the head of the Jia family, but he doesn't know if there are any men of suitable age to get married in the two houses. Baoyu is still young, and Jia Lian just got married a few years ago. How can ordinary people make a marriage arrangement...
Jia Zhen's eyes flashed, and she felt relieved. If it was a marriage arranged by someone from the Jia family in Jing, as the clan leader, he could use some money and coercion and inducement, but that person wouldn't dare to disobey him.
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Qin Ye paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "It's the Jia Si family from Liutiao'er Hutong in the back street. My nickname is Heng Geer. The baby's marriage was arranged not long after he was born and the marriage certificate has been exchanged."
At the end of the story, Qin Ye sighed in his heart. Back then, he was just a small official in the Ministry of Industry, and because of the favor he received from Jia Si'er and his wife, he arranged a baby marriage.
But times have changed, and the marriage that was originally a good match is now more or less... But even if he regrets the marriage, he will definitely not do such a shameless thing.
Jia Zhen frowned and asked Lai Sheng on the side, "Jia Si'er from the backstreet? But the Jia Si'er who fell into the pond and drowned after being drunk ten years ago?"
"I have a good memory. This Jia Si'er originally owned a fish pond on Zhuangzi." Lai Sheng said with a smile: "This Jia Si'er, speaking of it, can be regarded as one of our Dongfu. When he died suddenly, Master
I also asked the government to send money to the palace, and this uncle Heng and Brother Rong often hang out together."
Jia Zhen put down the wine cup, twirled a wisp of mustache, and said with a smile: "In that case, he is not an outsider. Let someone give him fifty taels of silver, and then leave an errand in the shop outside for him to leave this door."
It’s about marriage.”
Lai Sheng said with a smile: "I have mercy on you. Uncle Heng's mother also died of illness a few years ago, and life at home is very tight. If I give him an errand, I would be very happy."
Jia Zhen smiled, waved her hand, and said: "After all, I am a junior of the Jia family. As the head of the Jia family, it is my duty to take care of you, right, Mr. Qin."
As he spoke, he looked at Qin Ye with a pair of pointed eyes, giving him appropriate pressure.
"This..." Qin Ye pondered for a moment and was silent for a while.
Jia Zhen didn't want to push too hard, so she smiled, picked up the wine cup on the table, took a sip, and asked tentatively: "In that case, is this a marriage?"
Qin Ye was troubled, and just when he was confused and didn't know what to say, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the stairs, "Master, there are relatives at home, and Grandma Wu asked you to go back."
Hearing this, Qin Ye felt relieved. He raised his eyes to look at Jia Zhen, cupped his hands and said, "Master Jia, I still have something to do at home. As for the marriage, how about I allow you to go back and think about it?"
Jia Zhen's face showed a look of concern, but she couldn't force it. She smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for Mr. Qin's good news. Mr. Qin will go slowly."
When Qin Ye followed his servant down to Tao Ranju, the smile on Jia Zhen's face gradually faded away. She unfolded the folding fan in her palm and flapped the fan gently in her palm. Her face was cloudy and uncertain, and there was something in her eyes.
Thoughts.
"Master, do you want to send someone to Jia Si'er's house now?" Lai Sheng stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
Jia Zhen paused her fan, smiled and said: "Don't be busy now, let someone call Brother Rong."
As the eldest son of the Ning Kingdom and the head of the Jia clan, he still had to pay attention to the reputation of these matters and try to handle them as leak-proof as possible. It was expected that Jia Heng would not dare to disobey him.
Qin Ye left Tao Ranju and walked home. On the way, he asked his servant, "Which relative is here?"
The servant said: "Master, this is Jia Heng from Liutiao Hutong, Ningrong Street."
Qin Ye's expression changed and he thought, how could it be such a coincidence?
"Did you say something?" Qin Ye asked.
The servant said: "I didn't say anything, I just said I came to visit the master."
There was a hint of bitterness on Qin Ye's face. He came to visit? The young man was nearly fifteen years old. He was probably here to propose marriage. What should he do?
In the city of Shenjing, the Jia family has two families. It is prosperous and has deep roots in the court. Regardless of Jia Zhen's polite words just now, if it offends his face, it will be unpredictable.
However, if he abandons the poor family of the Jia clan and betroths his daughter to the Ningguo Mansion, once his reputation of hating the poor and loving the rich spreads...
Qin Ye felt a sense of bitterness in his heart at this moment. After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to go back and see Jia Heng first to see what his purpose was. He walked like this for two quarters of an hour and returned home.
In the flower hall, Jia Heng was chatting casually with Grandma Wu, and even drank two cups of tea. Seeing that Qin Ye never came back, although he was confused, his expression was not obvious.
Just now, he had met Qin Keqing. She was really beautiful and charming, her beauty was natural, her beauty was a disaster, she probably meant this kind of woman.
"The master is back." At this moment, the servant under the eaves shouted.
Jia Heng looked around and saw an old man with gray hair and wearing a regular shirt, walking steadily into the flower hall. He stood up quickly, cupped his hands and saluted, "Jia Heng has met Shibo."
"He's a good nephew." Qin Ye took a look at Jia Heng. To be honest, this was the first time he saw Jia Heng. When he saw that he was wearing a green shirt and had a heroic look on his face, he thought to himself.
I originally thought that he was from a side branch of the Jia family, with a humble background, and would have a low self-esteem. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a talented person, and the matter became increasingly difficult to handle.
The two sat down again, and a maid brought a new pot of tea. Qin Ye exchanged a few words with the young man across from him and chatted with him. He saw that his answers were fluent and his expression was calm.
Jia Heng took out the marriage certificate and said: "To be honest with you, uncle Shi, when Jia Ci was here, his only thought was to see his nephew get married and establish a business. Now that my nephew is of the right age, he came here to ask for a visit from uncle Shi. The marriage has been completed."
Qin Ye pondered for a moment and felt that it would be better not to let Ningguo Mansion make the marriage proposal clear. If the Jia family had a way to make Jia Heng break off the engagement, he might also...
Compared with the real master of Ningguo Mansion, the side branches are undoubtedly inferior.
This is also human nature.
Qin Yedao: "My dear nephew, you should practice the engagement you made back then. However, my daughter often said that she would stay with my husband at home for another two years. How about you keep this marriage document and postpone it for another two years?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Qin Shibo, is there any difficulty in this matter?"
When he just entered the door, he saw a look of sadness hidden in Qin Shibo's eyebrows. Especially when he saw himself, the look of sadness became even stronger.
In his previous life, he was inspecting the southwest border and faced all kinds of immigrants, so he had already learned a set of methods of observing their appearance.
