Chapter 158 Mrs. Cui’s vision (2)

The carriage was very slow, just like the clerk in the office on Friday afternoon, and had not arrived at Cui's mansion for nearly half an hour. This was the wife's order. To prepare a feast, Mrs. Cui also had to cook in person, so that her future son-in-law would taste the cooking skills of her mother-in-law. It was also a bargaining chip. More importantly, she had to wait for the heroine to come back. Cui Liuliu's dead girl was not sure where the wild went. Almost all the servants of the mansion had been dispatched, and she had to find her back and dress up as a lady. Let's talk about it today. Of course, Cui Qiao also hoped that the carriage would go slower, so that the swollen eyebrows and eyes on his face would fade away. Otherwise, how would he treat the guests? This is exactly: "I don't know how to welcome guests at home, but I will know the young master when I go out."

"My nephew, I'm going to say it in front. My wife means that she wants you to marry Liu Liu. Do you have this intention?"

Cui Qiao sighed in his heart. Even though he said that, why didn't he hope Li Qing could marry another daughter of his own? The day before yesterday, he met Li Linfu in the court. He actually asked about Liu Liu's marriage situation. His purpose was self-evident. Although he did not formally propose marriage, Liu Liu was invited by Li Yin to Qujiangchi for a trip this morning, but he confirmed Li Linfu's idea of ​​marrying the Cui family from another aspect. He did not dare to tell his wife about this matter. With her short-sightedness, he would definitely hit it off.

It was indeed for the day of Yuan Ye, Li Qing smiled bitterly, and he seemed to be an old pen holder with gold powder. His foundation had not changed, but his face was bright, so he attracted so many pens to insert it. He always believed that home was originally a harbor for men to rest, and the only place he could face after experiencing countless intrigues outside. But once too many backgrounds were introduced, this quiet harbor would no longer be quiet. Just like Shaolin Temple in later generations, it should be a holy place for Buddhist Pure Land, which preached Buddhism and encouraged people to be good. But when the high incense of 100,000 yuan per piece was erected, what did Shaolin Temple become?

After a moment of silence, Li Qing slowly said, "What should I do if I marry Liu Liu Liu? Didn't Uncle Shi think about it?"

Cui Qiao nodded. He was a person who had experienced it. He understood this human relationship accident. Li Qing must not marry Liu Liu, otherwise it would lead to a human tragedy of two generations. But how should Li Linfu deal with it? A thought suddenly flashed through Cui Qiao's mind. Why don't you ask Li Qing for advice? His performance in the court is obvious to all. Maybe there is a way. Thinking of this, Cui Qiao whispered in a hurry: "Nephew, Li Linfu wants to marry Liu Liu for his son. What should I do?"

Li Qing was suddenly shocked. Li Linfu wanted to marry the Cui family. Cui Qiao's words clearly expressed this meaning. This is a big deal and should not be underestimated. But then again, what's the use of this matter? Let the prince worry about it. Although Li Qing got on the chariot of the prince, he was still a little unwilling to accept it.

"Li Linfu will be cooked by the emperor sooner or later, and Uncle Shi will never agree to this matter!"

Seeing Cui Qiao's face changed in horror, Li Qing thought for a while and said, "You can use the method of delaying this matter. If Li Linfu is too anxious, Uncle Shi will lean against the prince. Pay attention to grasp the degree. I think Li Xiangguo will naturally understand."

"What should I do with my wife? I'm worried that she will agree." This is another thing Cui Qiao is worried about.

Li Qing smiled, "No, I'll tell you about it to King Sining and let the brother and sister have a good talk."

Cui Qiao sighed again in his heart. He knew that Li Qing was just worried about him, but he didn't care much about the life or death of the Cui family. Even if Li Linfu didn't look for him, wouldn't it be the same to marry Cui Yuan's daughter?

After turning a corner, the carriage walked into a straight alley and finally saw the Cui Mansion from afar. The Cui Mansion seemed a little deserted. This was because most people who went out to find the lady had not returned yet. As soon as Li Qing entered the middle door, he looked up and saw two bright red and thin lips. Then a burst of iron bell-like laughter came from the gap between the two thin lips, just like the class bell of the first class, which was harsh and annoying. Perhaps Mrs. Cui was thirty years younger, it should be the silver bell. When she was old, the silver bell became an iron bell.

After only half a year, Mrs. Cui gained weight again. Originally, Cui Qiao was like an undeveloped boy in front of her, but now she seems to be a few years younger. It’s no wonder that there have been so many market news in the past six months, and Mrs. Cui is reluctant to throw away those outdated old news. It’s strange if she is not fat!

Mrs. Cui's sharp fish eyes habitually peeled Li Qing up and down, and her eyes seemed as if the rich widow was impatient to look through his account book after her husband was buried.

When Cui Qiao saw that the wife was rude, she immediately coughed heavily. Mrs. Cui woke up. An extremely bright smile appeared on her fat face. Her mean eyes immediately turned into a smoke-filled atmosphere, as if she wanted to make up for the lack of atmosphere caused by her daughter's absence. It also seemed that Li Qing was the lover she had not seen for 30 years. She pulled Li Qing's arm and laughed, "The wine and food are ready, please come in quickly!"

The giggle that was not as good as the age and the hands that were too intimate made Li Qing feel numb all over, and he had goose bumps all over his head, and he gained three pounds of weight out of thin air.

When he entered the canteen, there was an oversized round table, but more than 30 people sat around him, as if he had also brought the large table used by the Cui family to worship his ancestors. The meat and wine were on the mat, and he was really worshiping his ancestors. When Li Qing saw it, he suddenly realized that when he came to eat on the Lantern Festival, the table was full of vegetarian dishes. It turned out that it was not because her family liked to eat vegetarian food.

When Cui Qiao saw this, his brow frowned slightly. This stupid woman just wanted to use the dosage to express her enthusiasm, but she didn't think about whether she could still talk at such a big table?

Not only did Mrs. Cui look like an eye on the back of her head, but it also seemed to have a perspective function. She saw through her husband's thoughts at first glance. She turned around and glared at her husband fiercely, then pulled a chair open and asked Li Qing to sit down, and said with a smile: "Time is a bit rushed, and I am not well prepared, so Governor Li laughed."

Li Qing bowed back and felt apprehensive in his heart, "Madam, you're so polite. How could Li Qing eat so much for a lunch?"

He had already had lunch, and if Mrs. Cui had served a few plates of exquisite side dishes and a pot of wine, he could handle a few glasses, but if he didn't even want to eat such big fish and meat, he couldn't even watch it.

"Not much! Not much! Governor Li's body is so big, how can he not eat? I heard that you live in my elder brother's mansion. Their family is the least concerned about eating. It's better to move to our house to live, so that you can eat it every day."

The words were boring, but Mrs. Cui's expression was extremely serious. She was waiting for Li Qing's reply. Li Qing smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mrs. Li Qing will take up his post in a few days, so there is no need to bother her."

Li Qing's words gave Mrs. Cui an unprecedented sense of urgency. She thought to herself, Najib, it will take at least seven or eight days to say, and she will have to be accepted for a bid, invite a date and welcome her. Isn't this arranging a month? It's too late? It's just like she wanted nothing back then, and pushed her to the bridal chamber and the newlyweds would be fine.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly pulled a chair and sat close to Li Qing, neglecting her husband to the distance. The table with thirty people sat on the table was only three of them. It was quite funny, and Li Qing couldn't help but think of a sentence that the teacher said when he was learning calligraphy on the first day, "You can run a horse in the sparse places, and you can't escape the wind and rain in the dense places."

"Governor Li," Mrs. Cui had to act according to her own experience, "Don't drink tea. Now, drinking tea is not as meaningful as drinking Anxi wine. It's frozen, and the wine has little momentum."

She took a large cup, poured a full cup for him, and poured another layer of her three-month cup, stared at Li Qing with her unique eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't respect you in Shangyuan Ye, I'll make up for it today. I wish Governor Li a high promotion today."

According to her experience, men will naturally become interested in women after drinking three glasses of wine. At that time, it would be much easier for her to mention marriage. As for whether her daughter can be the wife, she is very sure. With her identity as the princess of the Tang Dynasty, the woman Li Qing now naturally has to give way.

The pungent fragrance and hot breath of the noble lady made Li Qing unable to bear it, especially her eyes, with an aggressive aura, as if she was really her son-in-law.

Staring at the blood-red wine, Li Qing began to regret it. Since Cui Qiao's eyes and face had been swollen, he didn't care about being hit twice. He really shouldn't have come. He glanced at Cui Qiao slightly and saw him as if he was a master of wine and meat in front of wine and meat. He looked at his nose and mouth. He was not interested in the table of wine and meat, but also turned a blind eye to his wife's excessive hospitality.

"I'm really sorry for this lady. The prince ordered me to go to the East Palace again in the afternoon. This wine can only be one drink at most, and I can't drink too much. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm not going to explain the rudeness in front of the prince."

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all, but put it upside down on the table and smiled bitterly: "I can't drink this anymore."

Mrs. Cui narrowed her thin fish eyes into a slit, and she sneered in her heart, "I want to use the prince to fool me, just dream! Well, it seems that this person has a lot of alcohol, and drinking too much is ineffective. It's better to say it clearly."

"Governor Li, I heard that you got married in February, I wonder if your wife is the daughter of the minister? It is really a blessing for her to marry Governor Li."

Li Qing naturally understood what she meant. As long as she said she was a small-sized woman, she would definitely jump up and shout, "How can that be, it's not a good match!" Then she would say, "How is the Cui family like a famous family, how noble Liu Liu is, and how virtuous and kind, and how deeply she is in love with herself. She is not just learning embroidery from her master now.

Since she guessed her follow-up lines, how could Li Qing give her the chance to say it? She glanced at Cui Qiao and smiled faintly: "My wife is also a wealthy woman. Princess Yuzhen is a matchmaker. This time Li Qing was promoted, and she also received the third-rank imperial edict. She has been sent to the Ministry of Rites for filing. She will be approved soon. Thank you for your concern."

Li Qing guessed right. Mrs. Cui was so excited that she waited for him to say that she was a small family, so she had to make up for the relationship between marriage and future. Then she said that Mr. Cui was originally a penniless scholar. After marrying her, she was happy in her marriage and was promoted to the officialdom. She took him as an example and encouraged Li Qing to marry her daughter.

Unexpectedly, Li Qing's words were neither soft nor hard, as if the cork plugged in a bottle was so hard that Mrs. Cui could not say a word, and it was as if the Three Gorges Dam of later generations had held back all the depression, making Mrs. Cui's face as hot as that mountain city.

As for whether she would go to the emperor to investigate and ask Yang Yuhuan to confirm, it was no longer important. After she confirmed, she had left Chang'an.

"Mrs. It seems that she is light in alcohol, and Li Qingzhen is rude."

He no longer cares about what kind of treatment Cui Qiao will be after he leaves. He stood up and bowed to Cui Qiao and his wife, and apologized: "Thank you and wife for your kind hospitality. Li Qing remembers it in mind. There is something important in the East Palace. You can't sit for a long time. Let's say goodbye!"

Cui Qiao sent Li Qing out of the door, thinking of the curtain, which was both happy and sad for her. Although she could not be named Cui or called herself father, her innate love for her child made Cui Qiao feel relieved for her. Being able to marry such a good husband who values ​​love is also a compensation for her unfortunate childhood.

"My nephew, you are right. If you marry the wrong wife, you will regret it for your whole life."

Seeing that he was aging before he got old, Li Qing smiled with a little sadness and felt sad for him. But at the beginning of the marriage, he chose him himself. Who can he blame and what can he help him?

"Uncle Shi, take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Li Qing bowed and took a big step down.

When he came, the carriage was dragging, but when he went, he was as fast as possible. Cui's mansion was like a haunted house. The farther away from it, the better. In just a quarter of an hour, Li Qing rushed back home. The silk and Xiaoyu had not woken up yet. After several days of fatigue and before dawn, he went to court. In addition, Mrs. Cui's glass of wine with little energy made Li Qing unable to open his eyes. He tilted to the recliner in the yard and fell asleep with his clothes. When he woke up, it was dusk. The sky was high and the clouds were light, and the sky was golden. Li Qing stretched his waist long, feeling refreshed and energetic. When he turned around, he saw Xiaoyu coming out of the house, and pointed to a thin quilt on his body and smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Xiaoyu handed him a cup of tea, but her round little mouth pouted slightly, "I didn't cover this for you, what do I thank me for?"

"Who is that, is that??"

"It's not me, we don't know who it is!"

The curtain poked his head out of the window and looked at him with a smile, "Look at this quilt, it's not our family, and it's even more impossible for a servant. I heard from Song Mei that only Jingyan came in the afternoon, and I guess it was her kindness."

"Haha! Yan'er, your hairpin is really good. When did you buy it?"

Xiaoyu smiled with a pursed lips, "Young Master, don't care about him. I'm sorry, let's forget it. Sister Lian'er won't be surprised by Sister Yan's jealousy, by the way!"

She suddenly remembered something and said anxiously: "Uncle Wang is here and has been waiting for you in the guest room for a long time."

"Uncle Wang?"
Chapter completed!