The Concubine's Rebirth: The Third Miss Doctor

Chapter 53

"Uncle, I would like to offer you a toast. Zhu'er is really lucky to have a father like you." Song Yi raised his glass and sighed. The day, the younger generation has checked with Qin Tian, ​​and it is indeed an auspicious day that is rare in a hundred years, how about setting the wedding date on that day?"

Fu Han tried his best to open his blurred eyes, and mumbled his words, "It's a rare event in a hundred years, and that day was really good, um, not bad! No..."

"Really? Uncle also thinks it's good, so that day will be fine!" Song Yi grabbed the topic with a look of joy, turned around and saw Mrs. Wang who was lifting her feet up the stairs, and said with a smile, "Auntie, you heard me, My uncle said it was a good day, hahaha... I didn't expect my uncle to be so discerning. Just in time, auntie, this junior will take my leave first, and I still have to go to the Holy Majesty to return the decree and tell the great news to the Holy Majesty!" Song Yi said with disdain Said without panicking but at a speed that others can't get in their mouths.

Clasping his hands together, "Auntie, Uncle is probably too happy today, and looks a little drunk, so I asked Auntie to take care of it! Junior, go ahead."

Wang watched Song Yi striding out with a spring breeze on his face, wanted to stop him but didn't know what to say, glanced at his snoring husband who was sleeping on the stone table at this time, and couldn't help sighing , and feel funny again.

Fu Han did drink a little too much this time, and slept for a full two hours, and the sky was slightly hazy when he woke up.With a severe headache, he called out, "Come here, break your cup of tea."

Mrs. Wang, who was flipping through the account book, heard that she walked into the house, took the warm hangover tea handed over by the maid, and handed it to Fu Han herself, "Master, wake up! Come and drink a cup of tea to save you. Yes Now, master, do you still remember what you said when you were drunk?" asked tentatively.

Fu Han's throat was very dry. After drinking a whole cup of tea, he felt a five-point coolness. He felt relieved immediately, and frowned, "What did I say? It was just talking about Zhu'er's childhood with Song Yi, and then ..." He couldn't remember what happened after that.

Mrs. Wang showed such an expression, took his teacup and put it aside, handed over the clothes, and said in a soft tone, "I'm afraid the master won't remember. After the master got drunk, he negotiated the wedding date with Mr. Song!"

"Impossible!" Fu Han said with a resolute tone with his tiger eyes wide open.

Mrs. Wang sighed, and continued to speak in a leisurely manner, "Master, I'm afraid I don't remember. Master, you are thinking about it carefully. Regarding the eighteenth day of February next year, there will be Qin Tianjian."

Fu Han frowned so tightly that he almost killed a mosquito, and the vague words played back in his mind.

"The eighteenth day of February in the early spring of next year is a good day..." "...it is indeed a rare auspicious day in a century..." "It is a rare day in a hundred years, and it is really a good day..." "Uncle also thinks it is good, so it will be a good day Already!..."

Fu Han jumped up from the bed immediately, and said furiously, "Song Yi is playing tricks, no, this thing can't be done like this, February [-]th next year? Isn't it less than a year? Where is Song Yi? This kid Where did you go? Don't think that you are just hiding, I will never agree..."

Seeing that her husband was so anxious about this matter that he didn't even put on his clothes properly, Mrs. Wang jumped up from the bed, thinking that she was his bamboo, and couldn't help feeling a twinge of pain in her heart.When will Qiang'er be treated like this?Is it because Zhu'er is her daughter?

Seeing that Wang didn't speak for a long time, Fu Han thought that Song Yi was really hiding, so he hurriedly put on his shoes and clothes and walked out.

After reacting, Mrs. Wang couldn't wait to grab him, "Master, master, please wait a moment. Mr. Song is not in the mansion, he is going to meet the saint!"

"Miansheng?" Fu Han asked suspiciously, and stopped in his tracks, "The imperial decree has just been issued, why did Song Yi go to look for His Majesty again? Could it be that he wants to regret the marriage?" When he said the last two words, his eyes were full of anger. open.

Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "On the contrary, Mr. Song is going to revive the decree and set a good date of February [-] next year!"

"He dares!" Fu Han roared angrily, "This kid is going to kill him first and then play? See if I don't take care of him!"

Mrs. Wang sighed, no matter how calm the master is outside, as long as it concerns his precious daughter, reason will always be left behind. Only obey according to the will!

"Master, it's true that you said it was a good day, and you were full of praise. Then Mr. Song said that he wanted to settle it, but I didn't see your reaction at that time. From the point of view of my concubine, Mr. Song has already returned. I'm afraid it won't be possible to change this day." Wang persuaded on a case-by-case basis.

"Fart!" A dignified generation of literati, Tan Hualang, who was once well-known and talented, swears and slapped the table in a hurry, "That kid Song Yi deliberately set me up. I was so drunk at the time, how can I go? Reaction? This kid made it clear that he did it on purpose."

"But so what?" Mrs. Wang asked indifferently, "The date has already been handed in, so is it possible that the master will go to the Holy One to change the date?"

One sentence made the furious Fu Han choke and blushed, how could this be possible!The imperial decree is not from his Fu family, how could he request so many decrees for Zhu'er's marriage, if he offends the Holy One, it is afraid that a good thing will turn into a bad one.

But if he swallowed this breath, all the blood in his stomach would be spurted out. If Song Yi was in front of him, there would be no doubt that he would make a move. This kid is really too cunning.

Sitting back on the chair fiercely, her chest heaved up and down with anger, and her nose was very angry, Mrs. Wang sat down slowly, "Master, since the matter is as it is, we might as well think about it. Master, think about it, Mr. Song Impatiently wanting to marry Zhu'er home, isn't it because she admires Zhu'er too much? Zhu'er can find such a sincere and good family, the master should be happy for her!"

Fu Han thought about it, maybe it's because his daughter is too rare.What does Song Yi want to say about the beauties he has never seen before? He still remembers the beauties sent by Fanwai last year. The sage laughed and said whichever one he liked was the choice. Those who were present at the time were all for this glory. envious.I didn't expect this kid to refuse without blinking his eyes, let alone giving him a look.

Now for Zhu'er, it can be said that he has taken great pains. In this way, his daughter is more attractive.Even Jade Bread and Qingtian bowed down under her pomegranate skirt.It's better for him as a father to teach, and the girls he teaches are cute.Thinking of this, Fu Han couldn't help but look a little smug.

Seeing that his face was slightly relaxed, Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief and just lifted it up, when she heard the master's voice again.

"No, I still can't let Song Yi go so easily. He dared to trick me. I think he thinks his life is too smooth! I don't care whose daughter he is going to marry." Fu Han Still unwilling to speak viciously.

　Dear friends, because I am in a hurry to go home today, so the space is a little less.Dear friends, please be considerate, saying that I really can’t afford to be hurt when I go home during the Spring Festival travel!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)