Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 62, the reputation that can't bear

Matchmaker Zhang actually doesn't like the business from outsiders who come to her door. They often have bad intentions and want to marry a maidservant if they have some money.

People who are greedy for money often rely on their women or boys to be outstanding, so they can give it to rich people, why must they sell their children in disguise.

She has developed a good tongue, and with the mandarin duck that dances in her hands, she can make the guests dizzy at any time.

If you have bad intentions, please come back, please come back, listen to my reply, listen to my reply in three or five years, you must not be in a hurry, you have already gone home.

The one who came here today is amazing, just hold down her tool with the first hand, matchmaker Zhang gets bored, Yu family?Don't be the eldest girl of Master Yu's family again, she is the master who is about to enter the palace.

This story was not made up by Matchmaker Zhang, but I heard it from gossip with relatives during the Chinese New Year to worship the ancestors.

In the current palace, there are still several old concubines from the Yu family. Before Master Yu resigned in anger, the Yu family often sent their daughters into the palace.

The eldest daughter of the Yu family went out at the age of 13 and was not engaged. After Master Yu's gossip, she guessed that she had heard that the new emperor Lei Fengqi did not marry a wife.

No matter which dynasty he changes to, he needs capable people, or wins over capable people. It is not an outrageous gossip for the eldest daughter of the Yu family to enter the palace.

Matchmaker Zhang cheerfully continued to draw her handkerchief, while waiting for an answer, she had already planned the answer in her heart.

Lei Feng smiled and said, "Mom, look at me, I'm still decent."

"Decent, mom will find you a good-looking wife."

"Mom, don't you think my door-to-door gift is decent."

"Decent, officials spend money, it seems that the girl in the match is not ordinary."

Lei Feng smiled: "It's really unusual. It's not that I underestimated my mother. I'm afraid you won't be able to talk about this marriage. I just want to inquire about it. When I get home, I will report to my parents and ask them to invite a big media to come to the door in person."

Listen to matchmaker Zhang, this person is sincere, he doesn't just choose the matchmaker if he has money, or the master of his in-laws.

She became serious: "Excuse me, the officer."

"I came to Yucheng to study at the order of my parents. I saw Mrs. Yu in the school, and I was looking forward to it. I thought, if he had a daughter under his knees, he wouldn't match my age. Hehe, I don't know if he has any granddaughters. Several. Mom, you also said that I am decent, and my manners are also decent, but is there anyone who can match me?"

Matchmaker Zhang felt that this sounded like a human speech, not like Mr. Zhou flaunting his power to ask about privacy.

Mrs. Yu was born in the same year as the old man in her family's courtyard. Mrs. Yu is personable, like a person who has just entered middle age, and her family is an old man.

It is not unusual for someone who envies and likes Mrs. Yu to marry a girl from his family.

But Matchmaker Zhang couldn't say anything, because even when she was worshiping the ancestors in the clan, she was not the one who crowded in front of Miss Yu to say hello, so she had nothing to say.

He said with a smile: "Officials, the girls of the Yu family, all the nine-day fairies descended to the mortal world."

"How many fairies from Nine Heavens?" Lei Feng rolled out another big silver ingot, and the small burden in his hand did not decrease.

"Three, or five." Matchmaker Zhang pretended to be confused.

Lei Feng smiled and said, "A fairy with an oval face, a fairy with an oval face, or a face with a silver plate is better than the moon?" After speaking, he rolled out another big silver ingot.

Matchmaker Zhang thought to herself, throwing money at people is what you asked for.

"Returning officials, fairies have several faces. In bitter summer, they are melon seeds. In autumn, they are fat and full of goose eggs. In winter, red plums and warm pavilions do not move. Look at them after the New Year, which is better than fifteen silver on the first day of the new year. moon."

"Mom, you didn't say anything."

"Officer, I actually thought you didn't ask."

"Mom, listen to this sentence, what kind of eyes are the most energetic, big eyes, Danfeng eyes, or almond eyes?"

"Officials, if you are sentimental, mud is worse than Xishi, but if you are ruthless, Xishi is not as good as mud."

Lei Feng pushed out all the small bundles: "Mom, what figure?"

"Delicate body, straight waist, white face, trembling footsteps." Zhang Matchmaker thought to herself, fortunately, these few sentences just made up can be used now.

Lei Feng is not Zhou Baiwen, the four generals are always smarter than others, he pondered for a while, and his expression was weird: "Straight waist, it is thick from top to bottom. Bai Xuan face, it is steamed buns. Then With trembling steps, mother, isn’t this a pig?”

Matchmaker Zhang also looked surprised: "Officer, can you say that?"

Lei Feng was silent for a moment, then got up to say goodbye.

He didn't ask for the money back, and he felt at ease that matchmaker Zhang didn't return it to him. In this way, the matchmaker wouldn't tell the truth when he inquired about Yu Cun's inner house.

He didn't want to be beaten out of the city by members of the Yu family before finishing what the third brother told him to do.

Walking to the outside of Yu Cun's house, he walked half a circle around the alley in the backyard. The name Yu Duanji was the name he sneaked into Yu Cun's study for three nights and stole it from Yu Cun's handbook. Need to sneak into the embroidery building?
Can't do it.

Lei Feng shook his head, he could bear the reputation of being a thief for Jiangshan, but he couldn't bear the reputation of being a flower picker.

He began to complain to Lei Fengqi, what happened to the third brother, what kind of difficulties he encountered, he would forget about his status, and he could not inquire about the affairs of the inner house at will.

When he was troubled, who did he ask if Miss Yu's appearance was suitable?

When Zhou Baiwen came back from the medical clinic, he took out the secret letter and read it several times.

The thin and strong handwriting read: "My son just keep watching the old man of the Yu family, don't worry about the rest. Recently, a female official went to Yucheng to help you find out that Yu Cun burned all the belongings of women in the carriage."

Every time Zhou Baiwen read it, he was both excited and worried.

What excited him was that his godfather valued the secret letter he wrote, and what worried him was how many granddaughters Yu Cun had, and he hadn't found out what each of the granddaughters looked like.

When the female official came to Yucheng, it was very likely that Yu Cun would deceive her and pass the customs.

His eyes showed a fierce heart, looking at it with the white cloth on the bridge of his nose, it was funny.

In the dark passage, Lei Feng raised his hand to fold the fire, and Gao Shan still held the pot in his hand, covered with his coat, and the jewels shimmered through the blue and black fabric.

Yu Wuluo stood a little forward, and the three of them quietly watched the iron railing slide away, and the new scene was revealed little by little in the firelight. It turned out to be a huge stone hall.

Yu Wuluo was not without excitement: "Are you going out?"

Gao Shan and Lei Fengqi accurately calculated the date. She was stuck here for half a month. About ten days ago, Lei Fengqi told her with half envy that he would never be her opponent in this life. If he meets her in the future, please be merciful. .

The improvement of kung fu was something that Yu Wuluo could not have imagined, but every day she fell asleep in anxiety. For half a month, she could not delay her grandfather's important affairs, and his grandfather suffered for half a month.

For fifteen days, she did not write back.

　Available tomorrow.

　　When I made an appointment with the editor, I was caught in the article and said to notify again, so I felt unsure.I have something to do in the past few days, I ignored it and didn't ask in time, so I only thought of confirming it today.Sorry, I ignored it until today.

　　There will be no update at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will update it after the channel is opened.

　　Well, Aberdeen should actually ask for tickets for next month, hehe, but a few at the end of the month are also very encouraged.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)