After Shen Yifeng washed himself, he walked out of the bathtub, wiped his body casually with a dry towel, then put on a large gauze robe and walked out of the back hall. An Jing and An Qing hurriedly came in for him. I changed into clean clothes outside.
Shen Yifeng blinked helplessly and looked into the distance for a while.
Shen Yifeng may seem ridiculous but he is actually casual. He never puts on airs when getting along with his servant girls, so the girls often joke with him.
An Ling saw that he was absent-minded and lost his mind, so he jokingly asked: "What are you thinking about, Mr. Hou, looking so careless? Could it be that the sisters are no longer fragrant?"
Shen Yifeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "Sisters smell so good, I was very distracted for a moment." He looked at his footprints when he walked out of the back hall, frowned and said, "I have to follow you later. The housekeeper told me to build a bathtub for me, but I always stay in that small tub and feel uncomfortable all over!"
After saying that, An Qing on the side smiled, hung up the sachet and jade pendant for him, and said, "Don't worry, he will come to see you soon!"
"What are you looking for me for?" Shen Yifeng stretched out his sleeves and said, "Could it be that he also thinks it would be good to build a bathtub?"
"It's okay to build a bathing pool!" Butler Shen heard the voice before he saw him, and he turned back again!
I saw him walking in with a stack of painting folders in his hand, squinting his eyes and saying with a smile: "It's not easy to break ground on the ancestral house, but... if there is a happy event in the house, and if the Marquis is getting married, he will naturally have to carry out large-scale construction and have a good rest. After a while, when the time comes, there will be a mistress in the house, and it will be no big deal to build a bath!"
"You're here again." Shen Yifeng pinched his forehead and continued: "Uncle Housekeeper, I'm going out to have fun, and we can't break ground on the ancestral home. I'd better buy a larger pear wood bathtub." ”
After saying that, Shen Yifeng made a gesture and ran out.
Butler Shen touched his green and white beard and said calmly: "If you want to be an unfilial son of the Shen family, then you can leave."
Shen Yifeng stopped helplessly at the door, rolled his eyes upwards and said, "I just got married later, so how can I be implicated in being unfilial?" He turned around and helped the housekeeper sit down and said, "It's not that I don't want to get married, it's just that I don't want to get married. If you want to marry a wife, you need to be virtuous, but you can't just find a noble girl!"
"Alas...my old Marquis who died young!" Steward Shen said with a hateful expression: "Little Marquis! Today is the memorial day of the old Marquis, why did you forget it?"
"Ah?" Shen Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "So this is what happened..."
"The Marquis seems to be very happy?" An Qing came in with some fruit wine from outside and said, "The old Marquis loves fruit wine the most. Don't forget it during the sacrifice today!"
"Nonsense, how could I forget?" After saying that, Shen Yifeng took the fruit wine and followed Butler Shen to the ancestral hall.
Steward Shen held the pile of painting folders all the way. It wasn't until Shen Yifeng offered incense to the ancestors of the Shen family that he curiously asked: "Uncle Shen, what are you doing with these piles of scraps? Are you planning to burn them?" Show it to my dad?"
"Yes!" Butler Shen waved his hand and asked someone to bring in the brazier. Then he took out a painting booklet and said, "These are all high-class ladies of the right age. I will burn them all for the old marquis and his wife." The ancestors of the Shen family only ask for their souls in heaven. If there is a girl you like, please leave some scraps for us!" After saying that, he threw in the booklets one after another.
"How can this be done?" Shen Yifeng hurriedly picked out all the paintings and folders from the brazier, raised his foot to stamp out the fire on it, and said: "Old housekeeper! You are not looking for a wife for my father, why burn it for them? Into? ”
Upon hearing this, Steward Shen immediately picked up the painting from the ground, threw it in his hand and handed it to Shen Yifeng, saying: "How about the Marquis picking it up?"
Shen Yifeng looked at the unburned fire mark on the album, then gritted his teeth and took it, turned it over and looked at it, then impatiently closed it again, and then said: "Bring another one!"
Butler Shen hurriedly handed over another book.
He took it and glanced at it again, then closed it again, and so on. He read all the albums, and when he saw the last one, he murmured in his heart: There must be so many girls. The old butler spent a lot of effort to get it. If you don't tell him well, not only will you let him down, but he will probably do it worse next time...
Thinking of this, Shen Yifeng was a little troubled. He turned around, thought for a moment, and said: "These girls..."
Butler Shen asked: "How is it?"
Shen Yifeng turned around and said confidently: "Not as good as her!"
"She?" Butler Shen was confused after hearing this, and Monk Zhang Er was confused and asked: "Who is she? Does the Marquis have someone he likes?"
"Yes!" Shen Yifeng nodded vigorously and said: "I like this most noble woman in Southern Qi! I will not marry anyone except her!"
Shen Yifeng had a small calculation in his mind: The most noble woman in Southern Qi? Who knows who it is? Even I don’t know! Haha.
Butler Shen on the side lowered his head and thought for a while, then said to himself: "Princess Fuyu? So it turns out that the Marquis likes the princess? They are a talented and beautiful couple!"
"What... what princess?" Shen Yifeng was stunned when he heard this, and asked: "Old housekeeper... no... this is not what I said..."
After Butler Shen got the answer he wanted, he walked out of the Shen family ancestral hall without listening to anything, leaving Shen Yifeng alone a little messy in the wind.
I realized that Butler Shen would be wrong. This matter is related to the princess’s reputation. It can be big or small. There must be no mistakes!
So he hurriedly ran out and caught up with Butler Shen, who was still talking plausibly, and said, "Old Butler, you have misunderstood!"
"What's the misunderstanding?" Butler Shen said to himself while walking towards the Shen family's warehouse.
Shen Yifeng realized something was wrong and looked in the direction of his movement: "Could it be..."
He ran a few steps faster, stopped Butler Shen and said, "Old Butler, what are you going to do?"
Butler Shen replied: "I'm preparing a baby for the Marquis to propose marriage to!"
"Proposing marriage? Proposing marriage to whom? Princess!" He stopped in front of Butler Shen with some panic and said: "Your Majesty will not be sure. I am ignorant and have no ideas! The princess is so noble, how could she marry me? It’s here!”
"Little Marquis, please don't belittle yourself!" Steward Shen pushed away Shen Yifeng's hand that was blocking him, and continued walking forward, saying: "Back then, the villain followed the old Marquis in the war, and the Marquis was a brachial femoral man. My dear minister, in view of past merits, the late emperor once made a promise to the old marquis. Now that you are happy with the princess, let the villain come forward to propose marriage for you!"