Chapter 1702 If our Erlang doesn't show off, won't my mother wait
Chapter 1702 If our second husband doesn’t show off, wouldn’t it mean that I’m walking at night in brocade clothes? (Please subscribe and vote)
Mrs. Lu came out of the study, thoughtfully closed the door to the study, and acted like the hostess of Lao Fang's family. Accompanied by Chuntao, she came to the front hall.
He summoned the housekeeper Fang Shen and began to explain. "I'm just thinking about it. I've injured myself from attending banquets these days and need to rest."
"However, our family, Erlang, has passed down his poems and books and has gained a reputation. Parents cannot do nothing."
The housekeeper Fang Shen nodded, and he was very polite to Rong.
"What Madam said is absolutely true. When I went out earlier, I happened to meet the housekeeper of Zheng Guogong's house.
The other party also asked the villain, when will our house celebrate the Second Young Master..."
After hearing this, Mrs. Lu became more and more convinced that as an excellent mother, she should also play a role.
"So, I am thinking that my body is not suitable for hosting a family banquet during this period.
So I decided to invite some sisters to come over and have a gathering."
Hearing this, Fang Shen's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, as the saying goes, if there is no light in the east, there will be light in the west. The master has already given up, but the madam can still do it.
"Madam is wise, and I also think that our Duke Liang's mansion should indeed be lively and lively."
The petite and exquisite Chuntao on the side also nodded frequently and said with a cheerful smile.
"Yes, yes, madam, I also think that the master is not feeling well, so madam can be the master of the house."
Seeing the full support of Yiqian's subordinates, Mrs. Lu nodded slightly reservedly.
"Well, since you also think it's good for me to come forward, then let's do it. Fang Shen, please call all the stewards over quickly. I have something to tell you."
Hearing this, Fang Shen quickly bowed respectfully and walked away quickly. Soon, all the stewards of Duke Liang's Mansion gathered in the front hall, waiting for the hostess's instructions.
That night, Mrs. Lu mentioned to the sleepy Prime Minister Fang that she was going to invite the handkerchiefs to gather in the mansion. Naturally, the Prime Minister Fang, who was already exhausted, would not object.
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The next day, exhausted from work, the Prime Minister finally got off the carriage in front of the mansion and saw many carriages and sedans parked outside the mansion.
He couldn't help but feel curious, turned his head to look at the steward who came to greet him, pointed at the carriages and sedans and asked.
"How is this going?"
"Sir, my wife has invited the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu..."
Seeing the steward's spit flying around, counting the official titles of the important ministers as if they were telling the names of dishes, the Prime Minister was so dizzy that he had a black line on his face.
"Shut up, I remembered. Madam mentioned it yesterday and invited all the ladies to come over and have a banquet today."
Ignoring the steward, the Prime Minister walked towards the front hall with square steps. Generally speaking, Mrs. Lu held banquets in the backyard.
Fang Xuanling was thinking about whether he should go to the back to say hello.
Suddenly, I heard the music coming from the front hall getting closer and closer, as well as the high-pitched and energetic singing voice of Erlang...
"..." The relaxed look on Mr. Fang's face gradually stiffened, well... since Erlang is here, plus those women from noble families mentioned by the steward.
Haha... If the Prime Minister of Fang thinks about it with the little toe of his left foot, he can come to a conclusion.
That is to say, the madam must not be happy to just see other people's family being in the limelight. Her own Erlang finally passed down his poems and books to the family, but she felt deeply regretful because her husband was injured due to frequent banquets and could not hold the banquet.
At this time, the steward next to me whispered.
"Sir, my wife and the ladies from all the houses are having a banquet in the front hall. The second young master is performing a talent inside at the moment. Would you like to go over and have a look, sir?"
Listening to the moving singing voice coming from the front hall, Mr. Fang could already imagine the proud and radiant expression of his wife, Mrs. Lu.
He couldn't help but waved his hands dejectedly. Come on, it's not the lady's fault, let her show off.
"I suddenly remembered that I still have some official business to deal with. I'm going to the study first. I'll just bring me some food later."
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It did not go beyond the expectations of Fang Daxiang. At this moment, Lu looked at Erlang, a tall and burly man standing in the hall, singing loudly.
His singing voice is hoarse yet high-pitched, and is extremely emotional, making people's scalp numb and heart-beating.
I saw a lot of handkerchief friends with their eyes shining, listening to Erlang's singing with concentration.
It feels more comfortable in my heart than drinking cold water in the dog days of summer. I have to drink iced Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup to achieve this feeling of comfort.
I remember those days when these handkerchief-handling gangs would show off their children in front of me all the time, indicating their potential and success.
The eldest son of the family is an honest boy who is too low-key, but the second son doesn't like to study and is happy to play with fists and sticks all day long, which is really a headache.
At such times, Mr. Lu felt very regretful and wished that her children could be more successful.
But fortunately, since Erlang finally embarked on the crooked path of abandoning civility and embracing martial arts, hey, following Cheng Sanlang and His Highness King Wu, he has actually made some achievements.
Although I have been in Luzhou for several years, I, as a mother, have not been able to see my biological son.
But after all, this kid worked hard there and did a lot of things. Later, it was because he was quite effective in training troops.
Favored by Li Bingbu, he led his army to the west of Jiannan Road, where he made a name for himself on the battlefield.
Although the Fang family, as heirs of poetry and calligraphy, had achieved military success, this career path was indeed a bit crooked.
But at any rate, Erlang of his own family has his own strengths and advantages.
The most refreshing thing is that this year, Erlang not only developed his talents, but also jumped to the Luoyang Peony Festival.
He swept through the talented people from aristocratic families and appeared in the "Luoyang Peony Collection" where talented people from that aristocratic family became famous.
Before, both the Lu family and the Fang family members were chattering privately, which made Lu family feel very unhappy.
But this year, Erlang of our family is really proud of himself.
Therefore, how could Mrs. Lu be willing to show off? Wouldn't that be equivalent to walking at night in brocade clothes?
In the past, everyone else was showing off, but if I don't show off, how can I feel so proud when I come back?
So, today I specially invited all the Lu family, Fang family and many other familiar sisters to come over and let them have a good look at our Erlang's abilities.
Let them also open their eyes. Our Erlang didn't have a good reputation in the past. That's not because he has no ability. That's called being low-key, okay?
Now let me take a closer look. My Erlang is fat, strong and has a good figure. He is capable of martial arts and civilized affairs.
He also has a good voice and sings the songs. You are going to be dumbfounded, aren't you?
Seeing Erlang, who had finally made his mark and was standing here singing loudly without being humble or arrogant, Mrs. Lu's eyes were moist with happiness...