Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 317 Spring Festival Couplets
Accompanying Gao Quan to deliver New Year's goods is his youngest son Gao Hu. Gao Hu is eighteen or nineteen years old. He is tall, broad-shouldered and strong, with a simple and honest face. He stands next to his father, looking a little reserved.

Luzhi handed the red envelope to Gao Quan. His eyes lit up, but he immediately concealed his joy, took the red envelope respectfully, and said, "Thank you so much, madam. I will do my best and live up to the young master and the family." Madam’s high hopes.”

Luzhi smiled and nodded. She noticed Gao Hu standing aside, "Gao Zhuangtou, is this your son?"

Gao Quan's face was full of pride, "This is my youngest son Gao Hu. He has been sensible since he was a child, can endure hardships, and is not afraid of tiredness. He has learned a few words from the boys in the village and also knows some knowledge about crops. If he is lucky, I would be very grateful to the young master and young lady for their support."

After listening to his father's words, Gao Hu showed a shy smile.

Luzhi understood what Gao Quan meant, but she was always cautious in doing things, and she was just a maid, so she couldn't make the decision directly. "As long as you do your job well, the young master and the young lady will naturally not treat loyal people badly. I will Tell Gao Zhuangtou what you want."

Hearing this, Gao Quan was overjoyed and hurriedly stuffed the red seal back to Lvzhi, "I would like to say a few kind words in front of the young madam, please."

Lvzhi took the red envelope and said with a smile: "This is what the young lady rewarded you, so you can keep it with peace of mind. You must do your best in Zhuangzi's affairs and don't slack off at all."

Gao Quan nodded like a fool, "I understand, I will do my best and never let down the high expectations of the young master and the young lady."

Gao Hu also bowed and saluted, "Thank you young master, thank you young madam."

Luzhi glanced at Gao Hu again, then turned and left with a smile.

Back at Linglong Courtyard, Luzhi reported to Zhao Wangshu about the father and son of the Gao family. After hearing this, Zhao Wangshu nodded slightly and said, "Gao Quan is the head of the old village. His three sons and two daughters are all working in the village. Now he wants to bring the younger son to the village." It’s not impossible to send him to the house as an errand.”

Zhao Wangshu saw the corners of Luzhi's lips raised, his eyes flashed slightly, and he deliberately raised his hand to rub his forehead, "Where is the vacancy in the house?"

Hearing this, Luzhi immediately said: "Sanbang, who is with the second housekeeper, went back to his hometown to get married last month and has not come back yet. Although Gao Hu is young, he seems to be quite smart. We can let him take his place temporarily."

"In that case, let Gao Hu take the position of Sanbang. Go tell Gao Quan and let Gao Hu accept your love." Zhao Wangshu said with a narrow smile.

Luzhi's face turned slightly red, "Young Madam!"

Zhao Wangshu chuckled and said, "Go quickly. If someone leaves, it will be troublesome to send the servant to chase him."

Luzhi lightly tapped his foot, "I won't tell you, Madam."

Watching Lu Zhi leave quickly, Lan Fen smiled and said: "Young Madam, Sister Lu Zhi's marriage has also been settled."

"No, as for you, hurry up and find someone. Next year, it will be your turn." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"Don't be in a hurry, slave. I still have to take care of the young master." Lan Fen sat down on the bed, took the embroidered bamboo slipper and put the insole in it.

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "When fate comes, you can't stop it."

After listening to Zhao Wangshu's words, Lan Fen raised her head and smiled, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, "Young madam will tease me, how can I have any fate with you?"

"Who can say for sure about fate?" Zhao Wangshu put down the tea cup in his hand and picked up his travel notes to read through them.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wangshu had someone pack up some fresh things from the village and send them back to his parents' home.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the emperor sealed the pen and the yamen sealed it. Yun Hao did not have to work as an errand. After breakfast, he took Zhao Wangshu to the study to write Spring Festival couplets. Zhao Wangshu sat aside and helped him knit ink.

The study room is filled with the faint fragrance of ink, and outside the window is the rare warm sunshine in winter, which illuminates the whole room.

Yun Hao picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink that Zhao Wangshu had ground, and splashed the ink on the red paper. His handwriting is strong, powerful and flowing.

After a while, a pair of Spring Festival couplets was completed. Yun Hao put down the brush, gently blew the ink marks on the paper, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He turned around and said to Zhao Wangshu: "Wangshu, what do you think of this couplet?"

Zhao Wangshu took the Spring Festival couplets and looked at them carefully. He saw it said: "Peace and happiness every year, good luck to the family every year." He praised: "Good words, good couplets! He is indeed the husband I have chosen. He is amazing."

"Madam's compliments are always so profound in a husband's heart." Yun Hao walked over, reached out to lift her chin, and leaned over to give her a peck on the lips.

"It's not serious. Write the Spring Festival couplets quickly and hurry up to post them." Zhao Wangshu gave him a gentle push.

"Okay, okay, I'll write it right now, madam, don't be impatient." Yun Hao said with a smile.

After Yun Hao wrote more than a dozen Spring Festival couplets, he asked his servants to post them everywhere, including courtyard gates, warehouses, stoves...

After putting up Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, the house is booming and has a New Year atmosphere.

On New Year's Eve, according to the etiquette, Zhao Wangshu had to dress up and follow Yun Hao into the palace to congratulate him. After saluting and receiving the banquet, he could come back to have the New Year's Eve dinner and keep vigil.

But Yun Hao had applied for leave for her, so Zhao Wangshu didn't have to work so hard to enter the palace. When he got up and had breakfast, Zhao Wangshu took a shower and changed into a red brocade robe with embroidered Tuan blessing patterns.

When Yun Hao came back, the couple entered the ancestral hall together. It was just the couple, so there was no need for men and women to worship separately.

Zhao Wangshu took the dish from the hand of the maid, handed it to Yun Hao, and asked him to put it on the confession table. He looked at the tablets of his ancestors and said: "My ancestors are on top. The unfilial son Yun Hao and his wife Zhao Wangshu "Shu, I came here to report that my wife is pregnant and will give birth to a child of my Yun family's blood soon. This is my Yun family's great joy, and it is also my Yun Hao's greatest blessing in this life."

"May the ancestors and ancestors protect my wife and children, and may my mother and son be safe, healthy and long-lived. May the descendants of my Yun family be prosperous and prosperous for generations to come. I would like to say this and hope that my ancestors and ancestors will take note of this."

After saying this, Yun Hao and Zhao Wangshu both knelt down, kowtowed three times, stood up, and stood silently for a moment to show respect.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Zhao Wangshu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Should we go to the Buddhist hall to invite mother out for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Even if they knew that Mrs. Yun would not come out for the New Year's Eve dinner, it would be rude for them as juniors not to ask.

"She wants to clean up, so let's not disturb her uninterestedly." Yun Hao didn't want to get into trouble again.

"Okay, let's go back to Linglong Courtyard and have New Year's Eve dinner." Zhao Wangshu took his hand and intertwined their fingers with his.

Yun Hao nodded, and the two returned to Linglong Courtyard hand in hand.

Red lanterns are hung high at the entrance of the courtyard, and the Spring Festival couplets in front of the door read: The quiet years reflect the red makeup, and the time flies by illuminates the green shirt.

Hengpi: A match made in heaven.

The two walked into Linglong Courtyard hand in hand, and were greeted by the red lanterns all over the courtyard, which made the whole courtyard feel warm and cozy.

In the warm pavilion of Linglong Courtyard, a table is filled with dishes, the aroma is fragrant and makes people salivate.

The couple sat down at the table, toasted and blessed each other.