"Of course it is." Mr. Zhou said angrily, and sat down with a puff of sleeves.
"Forget it, she can live outside if she likes. Young ladies have to show off and put on a show." Mrs. Zhou didn't take it seriously and said as she opened the sheet in front of her, "Master, let's discuss the marriage.
I'll make a list of things to prepare, and you can take a look..."
Mr. Zhou raised his head and frowned to interrupt her.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" He said, "She disagreed and said the Qin family was not good."
Mrs. Zhou sneered.
"If you can't return it to the Qin family, who does she think she is?" She said, "Ignore her. It's not her turn to talk about marriage matters."
Mr. Zhou frowned.
"I think she has really considered it," he said, "and she seems to be very familiar with the people in Beijing."
When the woman heard about the kiss, she was indeed not as shy as other women, nor was she so perfunctory and indifferent to her when they first met. She really asked her seriously which family she belonged to.
"Perhaps she has a better candidate." Mr. Zhou said.
A better candidate? Could it be her Rokuro?
Mrs. Zhou's hair suddenly stood on end.
"Is there any family in Beijing that is better than the Qin family?" She raised her eyebrows and said, "She is trying to get Qiao! She knows that the Qin family is not a fool, and she used this to threaten her to get in. People feel resentful because she took a step back.
, so you can get rid of the suspicion, just take care of her."
"What should I do if I ignore her? It's not you and I who got married." Master Zhou said.
Mrs. Zhou sighed.
"Don't think about these women's affairs. Just do what your uncle should do," she said.
"What to do?" Master Zhou asked.
"Go to Jiangzhou, quickly bring Jiaojiao's Geng Tie, and ask the Cheng family to deliver the dowry. You have to watch carefully. In addition to a lot of my sister's dowry, the Cheng family must also give out two cents according to the rules of Beijing.
"Wan Guanlai." Mrs. Zhou said, "We are going to marry into the Qin family, so Jiaojiao's dowry must not be small, lest she be looked down upon by others in the past."
"It's our fault that we have a young daughter." Mr. Zhou muttered, stood up and frowned for a moment, thinking, "For such a big event, I have to go there in person, right? I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Cheng family to deal with."
At this time, beside the Yudai Bridge, Liu Lang stopped looking at the house not far away.
"Go quickly." Qin Langjun urged in the car.
Liu Lang still didn't take a step.
"You, don't you look down on her?" He turned around and said in a low voice.
Qin Langjun laughed.
"She doesn't like me." He smiled. "As expected, she has already refused."
Zhou Lang said oh, turned his head, took a step, and then stepped back.
"Did she reject her because she knew you disdained her?" He turned around and asked.
Qin Langjun looked at him and sighed.
"No." He said, pointing at himself and then at Liulang, "Because I am your bad friend, so she will not favor me, let alone other thoughts, and she will not favor you either.
, let alone other thoughts, Zhou Zijian, just relax and call the door!"
Saturday Lang's face tightened.
"What's wrong with me?" He said in a humming tone, stomping over and calling the door loudly.
"Which one?"
The boy's inquiry came from inside the door, and at the same time, an eye appeared from the crack of the door, and there was a "yes" sound.
"Sister Banqin, that vicious coachman is here again!"
There is no need for Zhou Lang to introduce himself.
Zhou Lang raised his hand and banged on the door.
"Open the door," he shouted.
The footsteps ran away from the door, and not long after, they came running towards the door again. There was a clang, but something pushed the door shut.
Saturday Lang kicked the door angrily.
"Sixth Young Master."
A female voice sounded weakly from behind the door.
"My wife is not at home."
Saturday Lang took a deep breath.
"Where has she gone?" he asked.
"Slave, I don't know." Banqin said in a low voice.
Saturday Lang stood there for a moment, then turned and walked away.
"Just wait." He said as he stood back in front of the car.
Qin Langjun said, reached out and took out a book from the car, and looked at it leisurely.
Liu Lang was swinging the riding whip back and forth in his hand, watching people coming and going on the street.
A carriage also stopped in front of Cheng Jiaoniang's door, and a maid got out. As soon as she arrived in front of the door, the door opened.
Watching the boy come out with a smile and a wagging tail, Zhou Lang snorted.
"Who is that?" Qin Langjun asked curiously.
"People from the Chen family." Zhou Lang said.
Qin Langjun said oh, lowered his head and continued reading.
"This is the spring shirt sent by our wife." The maid said with a smile and handed over a bundle.
Chen Shiba Niang lifted the car curtain.
"There is also a pair of shoes I made. I saw that my wife likes to wear socks at home, so I specially made a pair of silk shoes." She said.
Banqin hurriedly saluted.
"My maid thanks you, madam." She said, reaching out to take it.
Chen Shiba Niang nodded and lowered the car curtain.
The carriage swayed away and passed by a horse on the street.
This is a sturdy black horse. The boy on it is wrapped in a dark green cloak. Because of the cold spring wind, he wears a big red hood on his head.
The big hood covered his face, but without looking at his face, passers-by could tell from the color of the hood that he was a member of an official family.
The young man on the horse suddenly reined in his horse, looked back at the carriage, and then looked back at the direction the carriage was coming from. He was slightly startled and then turned the horse's head.
Immediately, more than a dozen people in front of him and behind him turned their horses around, and everyone followed the Chen family's carriage.
"Ms. Cheng is not here today, so I can rest for a day."
The maid in the car smiled and said, "My lady, you have worked so hard."
Chen Shiba Niang smiled and shook her head.
"It's all a matter of course, why bother talking about it," she said.
"Then you can stay in the temple today and have some fun," the maid said. "It's rare for a few ladies to be invited, and you can avoid outsiders, so you can feel at ease."
Chen Shiba Niang nodded.
"This is a rare opportunity for me to take a good look at Mrs. Cheng's inscription on the wall." She said, "In the past, it was always crowded when I came here, so I couldn't calmly read it."
The maid sighed sadly.
"Madam, I have to write again." She said, "I have no time to spare."
The carriage drove out of the city gate and soon arrived at the location of Jiting Temple. The spring breeze was gentle and there were many people coming and going.
They found a wide space behind the temple where the carriage and horses were parked, and then they stopped. As soon as the maid raised the curtain of the carriage, she heard a strong wind coming, and an arrow was accurately inserted into the door of the carriage.
The maid screamed in fright and fell back.
The coachmen and boys were also in chaos, and this chaos caused chaos all around.
Where did the bad guy come from!
The young man put away his bow and arrow, and a proud smile appeared on the half of his face exposed under the hood.
"Prince..." The guard beside him was also frightened by this sudden move and lost half of his life.
At this time, everyone had seen them and cast angry glances.
Prince Jin'an smiled and raised his hand, twirling the bow and arrow on his wrist to express his apology.
"My skills are not good. I wanted to shoot Yan'er, but I accidentally hit someone else." He said loudly, patting the horse over.
Qingming Festival in Beijing is also a lively place, and there will never be any bad people.
The servants of the Chen family also breathed a sigh of relief, and other onlookers also shook their heads, no longer as nervous as before.
These rich kids pride themselves on the six arts. Especially in spring, they compete in shooting willows one by one without considering themselves.
Prince Jin'an's horse approached the carriage and looked at the curtain.
"I'm sorry for disturbing my wife." He said loudly, grinning, showing his white teeth.
You must be scared, right? This cold arrow is more powerful and scary than a pack of wolves.
The car curtain opened, and the maid's face turned pale. She glared at the young man with a bit of displeasure. When she looked over, she couldn't help but be startled.
Although half of his face was covered, his smile was clear and shining, which was very attractive.
"It's okay, I hope you will pay more attention next time." Chen Shiba Niang said, raising her head to look.
Just now, she was not frightened by the arrow, after all, she hadn't seen the arrow yet, but she was frightened by the maid's rushing in and her scream.
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could see the young man's description clearly, he saw the horse in front of him jump sharply, as if it was suddenly urged by its master.
"Oh, it scared me to death!"
Prince Jin'an said, holding his hood with one hand and looking at the woman in the car in shock.
Who is this?
Oops, I followed the wrong person!
He blurted out one sentence without stopping for a moment, turned his horse's head and galloped away.
The cheering guards followed closely, coming and going in a hurry, leaving everyone in a daze.
What does it mean to scare him to death? Is she, Chen Su, too ugly to be seen in public?
Chen Shiba Niang was even more stunned. She bit her lower lip, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, and stretched out her hand to pull off the car curtain.
"go home."
The girl said with a breathy voice.
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Author: Wu Qianyu
Introduction: The counterattack life of a modern female forensic doctor who traveled through time and became an autistic child (to be continued)
