auspicious time has come

Chapter 21 Do as the Romans do
He turned his head slightly, and looked at the picture scroll unfolded in the hands of Jiang Meiguan. In the picture, the woman was sitting quietly in the chair, her figure was weakened, and her eyes were slightly dimmed on her clear face.

Just one point is enough to show that the painter's painting skills are very superb and vivid, and he has spent some "thoughts" on the portrait.

After a moment of distraction, Yan Ming slowly turned his head back, his face was not disturbed, but his footsteps seemed to be much slower.

"Master Jiang's only daughter... This is impossible. The conditions in our northern region are difficult, so we can't wrong the daughter of Mr. Jiang's family." Yin Hai shook his head, the girl seemed to be in poor health.

The media official Jiang smiled noncommittally, and unfolded another picture: "Everything depends on the general's fate. Fate is the most rare thing!"

"This is good!" Yin Hai nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Mu also looked at it seriously for a moment.

Well, it's not bad.

Nice drawing.

There is indeed Mr. Haruka's demeanor.

Seeing that the mediator Jiang wanted to take another portrait, he interrupted: "Let's stop here today, the Marquis still has business to deal with."

As he said that, he glanced at Yin Hai and Wang Jingyong: "Jiang's matchmaker should pay more attention to Xiao's subordinates now."

Facing the eyes cast by Jiang's media official, Yin Hai smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry."

Under such a chorus, the matchmaker Jiang could only smile and nod, and just said a few words on the occasion, he was sent out by Xiao Mu's messenger.

"...You didn't see it, it's oil and salt not getting in! You don't have any pretensions, and you can speak kindly, but you don't give the slightest chance!" Jiang Meiguan came to Hengyu's room and fell down wantonly After a lot of bitterness, his throat was dry: "He said that he asked me to be a matchmaker for his subordinates. For the time being, those people see that there is no one who is ready to make a move, and I don't know if they are deliberately using it as an excuse to delay me!"

"Even if it's an excuse, I have to do it." Hengyu leaned on the couch, flipped through a page of the benefactor's book, and said casually: "Since I took this errand and came to Yingzhou, I can only take a step to see it." step."

As he spoke, he seemed to think for a while, and said, "Why don't we start with the youngest one?"

"The one named Meng Dazhu?" The matchmaker Jiang thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Look at him, he is the most normal one, eighteen or nineteen years old is still the age to discuss marriage..."

No matter what, pick the one that is easy first, if she can get off to a good start, she can also save her face as the number one matchmaker in the capital.

Thinking about it, he said, "I heard yesterday that he is from Yingzhou Ren?"

"Yes, and there are several shops at home." Heng Yu closed the benefactor book and said: "I will go with Aunt Jiang to meet the elders in his family. Let's hear what Meng's family thinks first?"

The matchmaker Jiang nodded. Since he was a matchmaker, he had to find out the family background, and he had to meet the elders of the other party's family first.

Heng Yu thought about what to do next.

Voices came from the outside, it was the female envoy of the Hou Mansion who came to deliver dinner.

The food was set up quickly, and the media official Jiang sighed: "The dishes are rich..."

Hengyu sat down and looked at it. Not only was it rich, but it also took care of the eating habits of the capital.

In terms of etiquette, the Hou Mansion did not have any shortages.

A meal is also a pleasure to eat.

After cleaning his hands and rinsing his mouth after the meal, another female envoy came and said: "My wife wants to see the portrait of a lady brought from the capital. I wonder if Painter Ji can send it to me at her leisure?"

The maid said with a smile: "Ma'am, thinking that Painter Ji is in the capital and is about the same age as these ladies, she must have some understanding."

Before Heng Yu could open his mouth, Jiang Meiguan smiled and nodded: "Yes, you have to be free!"

There is no way for General Xiao to go there, but there is Mrs. Xiao... Marriage is the order of the parents, how could she forget this!
If we can find another way from Mrs. Xiao...

Jiang Media Officer smiled and pushed Heng Yu.

Heng Yu also nodded with a generous smile: "Please lead the way."

Since she wants to act in Yingzhou City, she should be more considerate in everything and have more contact with people so that she can have more opportunities to listen and see.

It's just that Mrs. Xiao was more enthusiastic than she expected, urging her to have tea and snacks, and chatted a lot with her, and asked her about her family affairs, she was very approachable.

In addition to these, there is something that surprised her even more——

When she first entered the room, she immediately saw the picture of the old man fishing hanging above the coffee table in the room—it was clearly a painting by her, and if she read it correctly, it was the real one.

Considering the reputation of his own family, A Weng, it is not unusual for the paintings to be handed down here, it should be just a coincidence.

However, what she saw next gradually overturned her simple guess——

The maid brought a teacup and a teapot, on which was the most personal picture of a red carp drawn by her A Weng;
On the porcelain plate with snacks is the red plum from the mountain temple painted by A Weng;

There is also the spring scene embroidered on the screen, which is also made by A Weng...

Look carefully, there are gauze lamps, dressing cabinets...

etc--

If you read it right, even the pair of cranes with upturned neck hairpins on Mrs. Xiao's head...are also modeled after the expression in A Weng's painting?
Although these details are obscure, she remembers every detail of A Weng's paintings exactly. Even if others can't see it, she will never admit it wrong.

So... where did she come to?
Thinking of Mrs. Xiao's words of "respecting Mr. Qinghan" when they first met in the hall that day, Hengyu couldn't help but feel that this was not only a polite expression, but also a relatively reserved expression...

Regardless of whether what she saw was deliberately arranged or not, and whether Mrs. Xiao's enthusiasm was true or not, Heng Yu's response was very sincere, but whenever Mrs. Xiao asked about the portrait of a lady, she answered truthfully to the best of her knowledge.Of course, I am not arbitrarily discussing the length of character.

"This eldest grandson girl in Duke Zhao's mansion is the third among sisters. I have seen it before." Heng Yu said, looking at a portrait unfolded by the envoy.

"Well, it's pretty tight." Mrs. Xiao nodded with a smile on her eyes.

The female envoy at the side blinked her eyes—the lady's eyes were clearly fixed on Master Ji, so who is the better looking?
"Ma'am, your lord is here." A female envoy announced into the inner room.

Even though he already has the title of Marquis, in the inner courtyard, Xiao Mu will occasionally be called Lord Lang by his servants.

"Let someone come in." The smile in Madam Xiao's eyes deepened a bit.

Heng Yu got up from the chair.

Xiao Mu walked in, looking at the saluting girl, slightly surprised.

Looking at the portrait held by the female envoy again, I feel a sense of suffocation that cannot be escaped.

"Painter Ji doesn't need to be too polite."

Mrs. Xiao beckoned, "Sit down and talk."

Xiao Mu answered "Yes" and sat down with Heng Yu one after the other, and was about to ask "Why did mother call her son here", when her mother said, "Speaking of which, our family and Mr. There are some old acquaintances, when Mr. Qinghan traveled to the north, he and your father once had tea and discussed poetry together."

Xiao Mu was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Hengyu.

He had never heard his mother mention it before.

Meeting his gaze, Heng Yu was also a little dazed: ... She also just learned about this.

Xiao Mu was silent.

I see, so it's mostly made up by my mother.

My own mother, I understand.

His "father" passed away many years ago, and Mr. Qinghan is no longer alive, so it all depends on his mother's mood.

"Although Painter Ji came to Yingzhou on business this time, we should also do our best to be a landlord." Mrs. Xiao looked at her son and said with a smile: "Jing Shi, now that Qianqiu City has been taken back, you too It's time to settle down and rest at home for a while. Tomorrow morning, let's take Master Ji out for a stroll, and take a look at the customs and customs of Yingzhou City... Let's pick a restaurant with good breakfast and taste the characteristics of Yingzhou !"

Xiao Mu looked at his mother's gradually agitated expression, and felt as if three large characters were written on her face: get rich.

To meet Mr. Qinghan's granddaughter, as a mother who is one of Mr. Qinghan's fanatical admirers, she really made a fortune...

Hengyu felt quite flattered.

Just as he was thinking about whether to decline, he suddenly heard a low voice from outside the window: "Be careful! There are assassins!"

"Protect the general and madam!"

Immediately there were mixed footsteps and the sound of sword clashes.

assassin!

This sudden movement made Heng Yu tense up suddenly.

However, the female envoy next to her still replaced the cold tea with her normal expression.

Looking at Xiao Mu again, I saw him calmly glanced out of the window, then looked away, took a sip of the new tea offered by the maid.

Heng Yu looked at him in disbelief: ...? !

Then he looked out the window uncertainly, the lights in the corridor clearly reflected the fighting figure, and under the shadow of swords and swords, there were muffled groans or screams coming into his ears——

Obviously... Read that right?
But not only was there no panic in the room, there was even...

"A few days ago, I heard that the shopkeeper of Jingshui Building has hired a new chef from the capital. He wants to take into account the characteristics of Yingzhou, and he should also be able to cater for the appetite of Master Ji..." Mrs. Xiao asked about the place for breakfast Thinking, has not been disturbed in the slightest.

"Ma'am, the morning tea in Xiaozhu Restaurant is not bad." The woman in charge suggested.

The maid Lu Wa said: "There is also the Miaoji Steamed Bun Shop. Although it is only a small shop, the buns in the shop are the only ones in Yingzhou City. They are all going!"

"Since it's a good place, let's try it all." Mrs. Xiao looked at Hengyu and said with a smile: "Don't worry, go every day."

Seeing Hengyu's complexion, Mrs. Xiao looked out the window for a moment, and quickly comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, Painter Ji, this is a common thing. It's just a few nights out. There are guards around, so they can't break in."

Look at her brain, she almost forgot that this is the first time that Painter Ji has experienced such a thing.

Hengyu forced a smile, nodded slightly, and took a sip with the teacup.

Although she couldn't understand such a normal attitude, she was still very good at doing as the Romans did...

The fight outside the window sounded like it was getting more intense.

Heng Yu looked up, and saw a figure flashing out of the window as if about to break through the window. At this moment, a long knife was chasing after him, and with the sound of the sword sinking into the flesh, blood sprayed on the window paper.

With a "plop", the figure fell to the ground, and thick bloodstains remained on the window lattice.

Heng Yu's fingers holding the teacup tightened suddenly, and her complexion turned snow-white almost instantly.

　It’s a little late to modify some details, good afternoon everyone~
　　The number of words in this chapter is a thousand more than usual, and it is one of the rewards and changes for the leader, Qinghan.Because it is not a long story, there is no way to add more explosive updates frequently, please forgive me, I will update as much as possible if conditions permit (づ￣3￣)づ

　　
　
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