Zhao Xiyan could not restrain her excitement and joy, so she went to Ye Zhai that day.
"Crescent Moon," Ye Qinyao threw herself into Zhao Xiyan's arms. Without saying anything, she hugged Zhao Xiyan and cried.
A pair of boudoir friends separated last year and haven't seen each other for half a year.
Zhao Xiyan hugged her friend tightly, her eyes moist.
After a long time, the two people's emotions calmed down a little. They let go of their hands and stepped back, looking at each other carefully.
"Yueyaer, I haven't seen you for half a year, how come you are more beautiful?" Ye Qinyao exclaimed.
Zhao Xiyan smiled and reached out to caress Ye Qinyao's slightly thinned cheek. "Why have you lost weight?"
Ye Qinyao was a little embarrassed, coughed, and whispered: "We are getting married soon. I want to be thinner and more beautiful. Since the Chinese New Year, I have eaten half of every meal."
Zhao Xiyan laughed dumbly.
Ye Qinyao originally had a pretty and round appearance, but now she is thinner and more beautiful than before.
The two grew up together and were as close as sisters, talking about everything. Ye Qinyao took Zhao Xiyan's hand and sat down in the boudoir, whispering: "This time, my father and several brothers are getting married.
Everyone is here, and many elders from the Ye family are here too!"
Zhao Xiyan smiled and joked: "Mr. Luo was ranked second in high school. Uncle Ye has chosen such a quick son-in-law for you, and I feel proud and happy for some reason. If Beihai County was not far away, Uncle Ye could have invited the whole clan.
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Ye Qinyao smiled: "You are absolutely right. That's what my father said in private."
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior.
The Jin Dynasty's culture of emphasizing civility over military affairs has lasted for many years. Even if the status of the generals fighting here is getting higher and higher, it is difficult to change the deep-rooted ideas of the people.
In the triennial scientific examination, among countless scholars, 300 were awarded Jinshi. Among them were middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, and there were very few real young talents. Fortunately, the Ye family took action.
As early as last year, I made a marriage agreement with the Luo family. Otherwise, how would such a good son-in-law get the Ye family's turn?
The entire Ye family could not be more satisfied with this marriage.
Zhao Xiyan chuckled softly and said: "The third brother-in-law was very happy to have ranked tenth in the general examination. There was a banquet in the mansion that day. I went there too, and happened to meet Mr. Luo."
I didn’t say it on purpose.
Ye Qinyao reached out and pinched Zhao Xiyan, and asked angrily: "What does he look like? Tell me quickly."
Zhao Xiyan couldn't help laughing: "When you ask for help, you have to look like you are asking for help. I won't say anything if you are so cruel."
Ye Qinyao was able to bend and stretch, and immediately cuddled up to Zhao Xiyan coquettishly: "Say what you say!"
After laughing, Zhao Xiyan got up and went to the dressing mirror, picked up an eyebrow thrush pen and drew several strokes on the clean silk handkerchief.
In less than a minute, an upright and clear young man appeared on the white silk handkerchief.
A few strokes, full of charm.
Ye Qinyao looked at it, then looked at it again, and for some reason, her pretty face turned red.
"After the engagement, he wrote me several letters and had people send me gifts." Ye Qinyao held the handkerchief carefully, her mouth full of sweetness: "I have been thinking about what he was like when he was born.
Looking at it now, it’s almost the same as I imagined.”
Zhao Xiyan laughed softly: "It shows that this is fate destined by God. Mr. Luo will be the man of your dreams."
Ye Qinyao's pretty face turned red, and she stretched out her hand to pinch Zhao Xiyan: "You and the prince have been studying together since childhood. We are childhood sweethearts and have a deep love. We are very familiar with each other's temperament, and the engagement is a matter of course. Where can an ordinary girl's family go?
I'm so lucky to have you."
This is true.
Nowadays, most people get married blindly, and they don’t know what their husband looks like until the wedding night. How can a young girl who is about to get married not feel anxious?
Zhao Xiyan looked at Ye Qinyao's radiant and pretty face, and felt extremely happy in her heart.
In this life, you and I can both marry a good man and grow old together.
…
When a long drought brings nectar, when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, you are all overjoyed.
Zhao Xiyan stayed in Ye's house for a whole day. She talked too much and her throat almost started to smoke. Then she got up and went back to Zhao's house.
Ye Qinyao was still reluctant to let her go, so she held her hand and said goodbye: "When will you come again?"
There is a custom in the Jin Dynasty that a girl to be married cannot go out to visit guests. In ten days, it will be a good day for Ye Qinyao and Luo Hong to get married. Ye Qinyao has to stay in the boudoir and cannot go anywhere. But not only
Zhao Xiyan came on her own initiative?
Zhao Xiyan thought for a moment and said, "I'll come back in five days."
Ye Qinyao was a little dissatisfied and muttered: "Can't you come back tomorrow? When you were in Beihai County, you often went out."
Zhao Xiyan was a little helpless: "You said it was before. Now I am in the capital. I am living in my uncle's house and I have caused a lot of trouble to my uncle and aunt. I don't have the nerve to go out all the time."
Every time I go out, I have to bring a lot of servants with me, as well as Xu San and other personal soldiers to accompany me. This battle is really not small.
"I just said it casually," Ye Qinyao said apologetically, pulling Zhao Xiyan's sleeve and shaking it: "Don't take it to heart."
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, don't act like a baby. It's settled, I'll come back in five days."
Ye Qinyao happily responded and sent Zhao Xiyan to the carriage. Watching the large group of people go away, she suddenly sighed.
It was difficult for Xu Jing to gain a foothold in the palace, and he was unable to guard against open and hidden arrows. Now he went into battle to lead the troops on behalf of the prince, and worked for the prince through life and death.
Zhao Xiyan lives in seclusion and does not want to be public, mostly because of Xu Jing.
That Murong Shen has never had any intention of getting married, so he clearly hasn't given up yet.
A faint king is in power, wars are raging in the Jin Dynasty, and people are restless. The capital is relatively stable at the moment, but who knows what will happen in the future?
Ye Qinyao stood there for a moment, sighed, and then turned back to Ye Zhai.
She had no idea that a servant of Ye Zhai who was standing in the dark had been staring at her, quietly went back to the house, wrote a note, stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and sent it outside Ye Zhai.
…
This bamboo tube was delivered to Murong Shen at midnight.
Murong Yao led his troops to fight outside, and Murong Shen's power in the palace greatly increased.
To think about it, Murong Yao would not have expected that his idea of leading troops to protect the prince was an idea secretly given to the emperor by his proud eldest son.
To Emperor Yongming, the young, brave and loyal Murong Shen was an extremely useful sword. Murong Shen could always be handled properly by sending Murong Shen to deal with some private matters.
As everyone knows, this "sword" is very ambitious, and sooner or later it will backfire.
When the soldiers brought the bamboo tube, Murong Shen had just got off his errand. He quietly stuffed the bamboo tube into his sleeve and stepped into the house.
The door closed quietly.
A gust of night wind came from nowhere and slapped the doors and windows.
