Yan Cigui.

early morning.

On schedule.

After discussing the big and small things, Eunuch Cao called out to retreat.

Sheng Jia left, Uncle An Yi did not stay idle, striding out of the hall, instead of going down the long path, he turned directly.

That means going to the royal study.

Such a swagger naturally fell into the eyes of officials before and after.

"Hey! Don't hide it at all!"

"Don't they all say that his family is negotiating with the Chengyi Mansion? It's such a happy event, why are you covering it up!"

"That's right, even happy events can't wait to be shouted out to the whole world."

"You may not have seen that Uncle An Yi's fierce face is full of joy, just like the gatekeeper on the gate."

Probably because this description was too funny, it caused a lot of laughter.

"Speaking of gatekeepers, it's time to buy New Year pictures, right?"

"Don't interrupt, New Year pictures can be bought at any time. I don't know if I can get a post for the weddings of these two houses."

"Oh? What about Uncle Sincerity? Whether it is true or not, Uncle will tell you the truth?"

Someone asked this, everyone looked around, where is Lin Yu still in the hall?
"It's still early."

"Before Uncle An Yi left, Uncle Chengyi left!"

"Don't worry, don't worry! Whether it is true or not, you will know when it is settled."

Listening to these discussions, Liu Jing felt agitated, and looked at Xu Jian again.

Xu Jian looked indifferent, and walked out.

This time, Liu Jing didn't care to think about it, and quickly followed, opening his mouth to ask about his leg injury.

"Lord Liu," Xu Jian seemed to have eyes behind his back, without turning his head, and without stopping, he hurriedly spoke before Liu Jing, "If you want to mention any brothers, let it be. My surname is Xu, and your son's surname is Liu. I really can't make it together."

Liu Jing was taken aback.

He really didn't mean this, but it's a pity that Xu Jian's mouth is not as fast as Xu Jian's.

He was in a hurry to win back a victory: "I..."

How could Xu Jian give him a chance, followed by another sentence: "There is no need to exchange pleasantries. In the cold weather, Mr. Liu is not uncomfortable. I am uncomfortable. I have to go back to the house to warm up. Mr. Liu, don't delay me on this matter."

Liu Jing: ...

Xu Jian didn't hold back his voice for the movement in this room, and immediately attracted all eyes.

Discussions about the marriage between the two uncle's houses could not come to any conclusion, but the "conflict between father and son" here is obvious.

Of course, watch the show in front of your eyes!
Liu Jing was really at a loss for words.

What Xu Jian said blocked all his "concern words".

If he cared about the "leg injury" any more, he would have nothing to say to say hello on purpose. He seemed concerned, but actually delayed Xu Jian's recuperation, which was pure hypocrisy.

Had to stop again, Liu Jing watched Xu Jian walk out of the hall and down the path.

When the people walked away, Liu Jing lowered his shoulders and put on a look of helplessness.

"Master Liu," Huang Shaoqing comforted him upon seeing this, "Mr. Fu speaks straight, you..."

Liu Jing looked at his subordinate and sighed: "It's not his fault, it's because I cared too little for him before.

I worked for Xun'er a few days ago, and to be honest, I reflected a lot.

Xun'er grew up, from babbling to studying, and now, not to mention the good and the bad, I can recall some scenes in every period, which was experienced by our parents and him.

But about Ah Jian, there are too few.

I remember when he was born, it was the first time I held a baby. To tell you the truth, he was clumsy and was laughed at by midwives.

He stayed with our husband and wife for a hundred days, and was picked up by the old man. After that, I didn't participate in his growth at all.

I don't know him at all, and I haven't been with him before. It's normal that he doesn't want to talk to me now.

I really want to change this relationship, but you see, there is no way to do it! "

Huang Shaoqing couldn't help but nodded.

It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework!

He thinks he knows Mr. Liu in Shangfeng, he works in the yamen, Mr. Liu is really good, and his subordinates are also kind.

But how could he, an outsider, rashly point fingers at family matters?

After Pian Shangfeng said so much, Huang Shaoqing had to express something.

"There is no need to rush this matter," he thought for a while, and said, "It is said that it is not too late to make up for it. If you missed eighteen or nineteen years, then it will take another 20 years. Duke Fu is young, and you are not old. Aren't you worried that you don't have enough time?"

Liu Jing nodded "thoughtfully".

The two Honglu Temple left together, and the remaining courtiers laughed at each other.

Every family has its cupboard.

Some people were quite moved, but they were willing to believe Liu Jing's words.

Some people reserve some points and do not express their opinions.

There were also people who said bluntly: "If it was a month ago, I would definitely have believed in Master Liu."

Who knows that in the past month, the affairs between the Liu family and Uncle Yunyang's mansion have been abuzz.

All kinds of news, each has its own theory, the east wind blows today, and the west wind blows tomorrow, and the spectators are wrapped in it, blowing to the left at one time, and then to the right at another time.

Blowing a dizzy!
Then each will hit [-] boards first, and everyone's reputation will be discounted.

In the imperial study room, the Holy One flipped through the brochure handed over by Uncle An Yi.

He has seen quite a few results of combining horoscopes, and in terms of bells and whistles and exhaustion of good words, this one ranks first.

It blows as if it is raining red in the sky!
"This result," the Holy Majesty pursed his lips, and carefully chose his words, "it opened my eyes."

"The old minister has also opened his eyes." Uncle An Yi didn't know whether he really didn't understand the words of the Holy Majesty, or pretended not to understand, so he just followed up, "How else can you point it out well?

Uncle Chengyi didn't say much to the minister that marrying an only daughter can understand his feelings, but the minister's wife went to visit the old lady, and the old lady burst into laughter, saying that both the inside and the outside were chosen by you and the empress dowager, so she can rest assured.

In this marriage, there is no one who does not say "God-sent marriage". "

The Holy One laughed out loud.

Who doesn't love a good word?
Anyway, he loves to listen!

An Yibo has such a fierce face, when he speaks kind words, it is even more sincere.

He doesn't refer to marriage easily, but refers to it once in a while, and everyone is happy, how can the Holy One be unhappy?

The imperial concubine who suggested marriage to Xu Jian deserves credit.

It is suggested that Eunuch Cao, who understands Xu Jian's mind, deserve a credit.

Xia Qinglue, who suggested Ning'an, deserves credit.

Uncle An Yi, who took care of Xu Jian, also deserved credit.

After the wedding is done successfully, it will be another credit!
The Holy Majesty added several strokes to the merit list in his heart, and urged Eunuch Cao to get the pen and ink, and refused to let the officials draft it for him.

Looking at the two bright yellow scrolls, His Majesty stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

After listing the rewards to go with the imperial decree, the Holy Majesty told Cao Gonggong: "You go to Fuguo Duke's Mansion, Chengyi Bo's Mansion..."

Eunuch Cao was a clever person, and suggested happily: "The little one first goes to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to report the good news. The Empress Dowager will keep it in mind. Can you let Eunuch Xiao take a hard trip to the uncle's mansion?"

His Majesty's eyes lit up.

Such a good thing, how can the empress dowager not be involved?
What a great idea!
Thanks for the rewards from book friends 166 and Xu Bicheng's official girlfriend.