After the first assistant's wife is reborn

If Wei Ziqian didn't know Ding Siyu's talent and learning, why bother to ask someone to persuade him to give up his business plan and take the imperial examination instead?
Sure enough, Ding Siyu did not disappoint Wei Ziqian.

During the day, the bustling number one scholar straddled the streets, and at night it was a palace banquet.

The night is thick, and the dark sky is as black as splashed ink.

Wei Ziqian came back through the night, for the palace banquet today, he only drank a glass of wine as usual.

In other words, those colleagues who were toasting with him saw that Mr. Shoufu just took a sip with a smile, which was already enough for them. Who would dare to ask him to drink a full glass of wine?

Xia Sichan, who had already fallen asleep, woke up when she heard the sound, and the dazed person still asked in a soft voice: "Sir, are you familiar with Xie Yushi?"

It can be seen that she has always taken this matter to heart and waited until Wei Ziqian came back.

Wei Ziqian couldn't help but see Xie Yushi, who had cut sideburns like knives, sharp eyes, and a hooked nose.

Xie Yushi is straightforward, but not a reckless man.

Otherwise, based on his temperament, when the late emperor was alive, how could those courtiers allow him to speak out?
Being a censor is an official position that offends people.

"Chan'er asked him why?" Wei Ziqian had just taken a bath, and with a pleasant smell of saponins and a refreshing breath, he undressed and went to bed.

Xia Sichan took a deep breath of the good-smelling smell of the husband, and explained to him: "Isn't the third brother riding a horse and parading around the street today? A girl threw him such a big purse." Xia Sichan simply sat up, He still didn't forget to use his two small hands to exaggerate the big purse thrown to Ding Siyu.

Wei Ziqian held back his smile, and imitated Xia Sichan's gestures: "Oh, does Chan'er also want to embroider such a big purse for her husband?"

"Master!" Xia Sichan said angrily.

Xia Sichan was reminded by Wei Ziqian, thinking of the poorly embroidered purse she embroidered for him back then, her cheeks blushed for no reason.

I made up my mind: Tomorrow, I will embroider a beautiful purse for my husband again.

Although I am still not good at female celebrities, but relatively speaking, it is much better than before.

The obscene clothes I made for my husband at the beginning had crooked stitches, and they were either too big or too small to wear.

Doesn't Xianggong fit the size of his body now?
Therefore, Xia Sichan made up her mind to embroider a beautiful purse for Wei Ziqian, and replaced the ugly old purse that her husband hung on his belt every day.

Hi!
Stop!

I was telling him about Xie Yushi, how did it involve the embroidered purse?

Before Xia Sichan could speak, Wei Ziqian said with a low smile, "Xie Yushi is a nice person, his wife is said to be a powerful character, so his daughter is not a weak player."

Thinking back to the time when the emperor was choosing a concubine, the Xie family was not envious at all. They were one of the few officials whose daughters were of marriageable age and did not send their portraits to the palace to run for election.

It can be seen that Xie Yushi's character is upright and strict, and he does not follow others.

Xia Sichan nodded her head, also, if she hadn't been bold and extroverted, she wouldn't have been able to throw a big purse to the new champion.

As long as Xie's daughter is not the kind of unreasonable shrew, it's fine, otherwise, let's not make the house uneasy?
Besides, a man as old as his grandfather couldn't stand the domineering grandson's wife.How can the old man spend his old age peacefully?
"It's getting late, Chan'er, go to sleep, and I'll go check on her husband tomorrow." Wei Ziqian comforted her by wrapping her delicate body in his arms.

Seeing that Xia Sichan wanted to inquire about other people's affairs, she chuckled and said, "Chan'er is quite energetic, why don't you do something meaningful with your husband?"

Uh?
When Xia Sichan came to her senses, her face blushed and she walked away from his arms, turned her back and fell asleep.

My heart slanders: Tsk, it's Mr. Shoufu!I've been thinking about that all day
Wei Ziqian smiled, and then blew out the hollowed-out red copper lamp on the small huanghuali cabinet beside the bed.Lie down, took the little wife who was carrying her into her arms, and fell asleep contentedly.

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Wei Ziqian took his little wife's words to heart, and early the next morning asked someone to inquire about the character of the girl from Xie Yushi's family.

When he inquired about it, he didn't wait until the evening when he got off duty and went home to tell his little wife.

The woman was even more anxious than the man, fearing that the son-in-law of the champion would be the first to be picked up by someone else, so she started to walk around the door with invitation cards.

Not only the Xie family, but also several Shixun noble families in the capital all sent in their posts, all with the same purpose, wanting to marry the Xia family as sons and daughters.

The Xia family is now a prominent family, and it is also a scholarly family.

The most important thing is that the Xia family's family style is upright, the back house is clean, and there are no messy things.

In addition, Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang was adopted by his grandfather, his own daughter married, and even filial piety to his parents-in-law was omitted.

Married in is to be the head of the house, the power of the family is in the hands, isn't it what you wish for, it's a great fortune!

Needless to say, Ding Siyu immediately became the best candidate for a noble girl in the capital to marry, and became a sweet pastry.
In other words, in today's Xia Mansion, the posts and invitations delivered to the door every day fly in like snowflakes.

Mrs. Ding was so busy that she could only pick a few good families to go to the banquet.

It was also because of the huge purse that Mrs. Ding accepted the post from Xie's family and invited people to come and talk.

Afterwards, Ding Siyu made an appointment with Xie Lanzhi, a girl from the Xie family, but Wang Ba glared at Mung Dou, seeing him right.

The two first passed the documents and exchanged letters of appointment.

After Ding Siyu is crowned, he will complete the three books and six rituals before getting married.

Ding asked someone to check the date, and the auspicious day for getting married is June next year.

However, Ding can think about it, as long as her son has a fiancée, she doesn't want to urge her son to get married as soon as possible.

The first is that the son has just become an official and is not yet familiar with official duties.

And he had to make achievements in order to live up to the emperor's expectations of him.

Of course, he couldn't let down his sister-in-law Wei Ziqian's love for him.

Secondly, the man and woman are not familiar with each other yet, and they must be given time to get along so that they can love each other after marriage.

The most important thing is that Ding doesn't want his youngest son to get married in a hurry like his second brother.

In addition, the son has already been adopted by the grandfather, and the marriage is trivial and troublesome, so let's take it slowly, don't worry.

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The middle of April is little Chen Rong's first birthday party, and the little guy didn't hold a hundred-day party, so Wei Ziqian and Xia Sichan decided to hold a proper birthday party for her.

The princess's mother-in-law's last letter was still full of words, and she would definitely be able to catch up with Xiao Chenrong's first birthday party. Unexpectedly, she received a letter from her a few days ago, saying that she would definitely come back years ago. There was a box full of children's toys and a box full of gold and silver jewelry.

This box of gold, silver and jewelry must have been given to daughter-in-law Xia Sichan.

snort!
The princess's mother-in-law doesn't count, so giving her this box of jewels is coaxing children!
However, whether Xia Sichan felt resentful or not, she still wished her mother-in-law a good health and returned safely. (end of this chapter)