An Yihou took the tea into his hands, and the refreshing aroma of tea hit his nostrils. An Yihou lowered his head and took a sip. The tea was very sweet.
"The old lady knows what the Marquis is worried about," Mrs. Song said with a smile, "How can the engagement in the Marquis' Mansion be so hasty and simple? Even if Baoshan comes to visit tomorrow, I will only propose to you according to etiquette. When things are over here, I will
Let’s go to the capital first to see Mrs. Tai.”
Most of An Yihou's concerns were instantly gone.
Mrs. Song said: "We are sincerely asking for marriage, and we hope that Mr. Hou will return to the capital and say a few kind words for us in front of Mrs. Tai."
Marquis Anyi just agreed.
While he was talking, he heard the steward report: "General Xue and his wife are here."
Mrs. Song nodded.
Song Chengxuan got up and went out to meet Xue Chen and his wife.
Xue Chen had known about this for a long time and was prepared in his mind. However, Mrs. Xue only arrived in Jiangyin last night. Although her husband briefly explained the situation, she still seemed to be in a fog, and she still had no idea.
When she came back to her senses, she always felt that Mr. Song, the master's right-hand man, was focused on the military camp. She was afraid that there would be no movement in the past few years, but she didn't expect to propose marriage in the blink of an eye, and what she wanted was
The eldest lady of the Anyihou family.
Song Chengxuan usually looked cold and unreasonable, but he didn't expect that he had already made plans for himself behind his back.
Mrs. Xue thought of this and turned to look at Xue Chen. The master's attitude was also very strange. He was obviously here to support the Song family, but he seemed more nervous than his own son asking for marriage.
"Master, don't panic," Mrs. Xue whispered, "We are just guests. It is the Song family and the Xu family that should be worried."
"Can't you say something festive," Xue Chen frowned, "Why worry about happy events?"
"Yes, I was wrong," Mrs. Xue said repeatedly, "I should say it is the icing on the cake."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Chengxuan approaching from a distance.
"Let's go." Xue Chen glanced at the person behind him. He just picked this up at the door of Song's house and brought it in specially.
After hearing Xue Chen's words, Xu Qingan walked into the door of the Song family.
Today, Xu Qing'an is wearing a blue robe, his hair is combed brightly, he stands there silently, and looks like a prince of the Hou family.
Song Chengxuan greeted Xue Chen and his wife and looked at Xu Qingan: "Your Majesty."
"Sir Song." Xu Qing'an's voice seemed to come from between his teeth. Song's eyes brightened even more, and his whole person was full of energy.
Several people entered the house and greeted each other.
When An Yihou saw his son's dignified appearance, he felt a little relieved in his heart. Before coming to the Song family, he asked people to look for this brat everywhere. Fortunately, the boy didn't cause any trouble.
Today's marriage proposal by the Song family can be considered as trying their best, and the following six rituals should be easy to discuss. A big stone is about to fall in Marquis An Yi's heart.
"Father," Xu Qing'an came over, "have you written to your grandmother and mother?"
An Yihou's face froze.
"Did you say that you have already betrothed your sister to someone else?" Xu Qing'an's voice was even lower, "I wrote a letter to the family, and it should have been in the hands of my mother by now.
Father, one cannot always be wandering away, one must always go home."
An Yihou looked at his son angrily, wondering how he could raise such an evil person.
"I'm going to accompany my sister."
Xu Qingan immediately resigned and left the house. Even if the Song family had proposed marriage, he could not leave his sister here alone. If her sister felt lonely, sad, or regretted, he would always rush out as soon as possible.
Xu Qinghuan was sitting in the garden drinking tea when he saw Xu Qing'an striding over.
"Brother is wearing the new clothes I prepared for you." Xu Qinghuan was about to praise his brother for how nice the clothes were when he felt a little strange, "Did brother wear anything else under his robe?" It always seemed a little weird.
"Short brown," Xu Qing'an whispered, "If we can't reach an agreement with the Song family, we will quarrel with each other. I will also take off my robe and fight with Song Chengxuan."
The robe was specially bought for him by his sister, so of course it cannot be damaged.
Xu Qinghuan felt sour in her heart, knowing that her brother was thinking about her, but thinking about the weather, it was really... for a robe, she couldn't help but feel funny: "Brother, don't worry about me, I am also willing to marry Mr. Song."
."
Xu Qingan's head suddenly sank.
"However, whether I marry or not, my grandmother, father, mother, and brother are all the relatives I care about most, and this will never change."
Xu Qingan immediately cheered up.
…
Separated by a few green bamboos, Song Chengxuan stood not far away.
When he came over, he saw Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qing'an talking in the pavilion. The brother and sister seemed to have not been together for a long time, chatting in low voices.
Sometimes she was sad, and sometimes she burst into laughter. He seemed to have never seen her so relaxed and didn't have to worry about anyone, so this was what An Yihou was most worried about.
His daughter is free at home, but after marrying him, she will have to bear more or less heavy responsibilities.
Just like she never wanted to be casual around him.
"Sir," Yong Ye whispered, "Mrs. Zheng has been refusing to leave. She was clamoring to see the old lady and you. Just now someone from the Zheng family came and dragged Mrs. Zheng back."
Mrs. Zheng wanted to use the secrets of the Xu family in exchange for his gratitude, thinking that in this way he would show mercy to Zheng Er. If Mr. Zheng knew about it, he would naturally not let her go like this, not to mention there were other reasons for it.
…
"Where's Cui Hao?"
Yong Ye replied: "I have been picked up from the inn by the Zheng family."
It seems that this matter will come to an end soon.
Thinking of this, Song Chengxuan looked into the pavilion again, and Xu Qinghuan turned around and spotted him. Their eyes met. She immediately nodded knowingly, straightened her clothes, and walked towards him.
"Is there any news from Cui Hao?" Xu Qinghuan asked. Mr. Zheng went to Anshan Temple early in the morning. He had obviously discovered Mrs. Zheng's actions. It seemed that everything was going smoothly.
In the previous life, Cui Hao did not mention acknowledging her relatives, the Zheng family did not react at all to Cui Hao's death, and Mrs. Zheng had always been her head matron.
After the changes in this life, what will happen to Cui Hao?
This case is coming to an end.
"Master Song," Xu Qinghuan said, "if there is indeed something wrong with Master Huijing, I will definitely investigate it to the end. However, this Huijing is quite famous in the capital, and it is very likely that it will affect Master Song's military exploits in Changzhou." Huijing.
He is also quite famous among the people of Changzhou. Even if they find conclusive evidence, many people will not believe such a master.
Song Chengxuan's lips curled up into a smile: "What's so scary about that?"
This look was very familiar to Xu Qinghuan, but it was not the Song Hou in his previous life.
…
Mrs. Zheng was brought back to the Zheng family by the housekeeper.
The two housekeepers, both of whom came from Zhuangzi, had sullen faces and refused to say anything. They held Mrs. Zheng's arm mercilessly with four thick hands and threw her into the room before walking out.
Mrs. Zheng struggled to get up from the ground, raised her head and saw Mr. Zheng sitting on the chair.
