Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 5

The breakfast time was spent in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. After the meal, Xu Hang went to the shop as usual. Now that his nephew is an official, many colleagues and even small officials came to fawn on him, and they couldn’t be driven away like flies. But it would be nice to be able to draw some useful avenues from it.

Before Yan Ziqin's letter of appointment came down, and because he was just getting married, Xu Hang decided to decline all celebrations for him and asked him to stay at home with his wife.

Seeing Ming Shu gracefully returning to the room, Yan Ziqin wanted to follow him in, but suddenly remembered the commotion this morning, Ming Shu beat her head and face, where is Hu Gang?Where is the law?Feeling uneasy, he turned to the study.This study was also built by my uncle with a lot of money. Qing Ke collected many ancient books under Mingmen, but he didn't open the books very often, but it made my nephew who was addicted to books a reality.

In the past, Yan Ziqin's going in and out of the study was like going in and out of his own bedroom, but today he was stopped by a boy in Tsing Yi at the door.

"Xiao Langjun, the master advises you not to study books today, go back and accompany the little lady."

The owner he was talking about was his uncle Xu Hang, and Yan Ziqin, who had a gray nose, was a little displeased. This place is not accessible, and other places are no exception. It seems that the only one he can go to is the one-acre land next to Qu Mingshu. , He felt as if he had been grounded. Marrying a wife was like marrying a Guanyin. Holding it for fear of falling, and keeping it for fear of gathering dust. He is the dragon girl who is good at wealth, and he has to stay at home all day long.

He returned to the bedroom with his hands behind his back but refused to go in for a long time. He walked lightly and circled outside the lattice window, listening to Ming Shu whispering to Chun Xiu in the room, Yan Ziqin also sat on the bench under the corridor and began to think own business.

A few days ago, at the symposium of the Shinke Scholars, Han Qi, who was ranked second on the list, talked to him about the awarding of officials. Officials in the country are divided into capital officials and foreign officials, and foreign officials are divided into rich and noble towns and poor villages. In the world, it is natural that the Beijing officials under the emperor's feet are the most popular. For officials of the same rank, foreign officials have to salute when they meet the Beijing officials. The disparity in treatment is obvious.

If you are good at learning, you will become an official. Most of the top-ranking talents like Yan Ziqin stay in the pavilions and temple supervisors to do some important work. They often walk around in front of officials, and their chances of promotion are greater. Knowing the edict, drafting edicts for the emperor, or serving in the six ministries, it is also reasonable to be appointed as a marquis and minister in the future.Yan Shu, the elder of the same family and county as Yan Ziqin, who also took the exam as a child prodigy, took this path, but he had just been demoted and moved from the left to the governor of Xuanzhou from the servant of the Ministry of punishment. Yan Ziqin had no chance to visit Beijing this time.

Speaking of the reason why Yan Shu was demoted, it was because he opposed the privy envoy at the time, that is, Qu Mingshu's father, and offended the empress dowager Liu E, who supported the privy envoy. He made a big fuss about it and pushed him out of Bianliang, but now his younger generation is marrying Qu Mingshu...

On the other hand, taking up a foreign job is naturally more difficult and tiring than staying in Beijing, but compared to staying in the capital to handle some ungrounded paperwork, being a parent official in a prefecture or county can do more practical things and make a living for the people. Is it the original intention of career?
Just thinking about it, the curtain in front of the door swayed, Chunxiu came out with a copper note, saw him at the door, and said: "Why is the gentleman standing at the door, come in and sit, the lady is in the east room."

Yan Ziqin didn't dare to enter the door but was caught straight, and just about to refuse, Chunxiu said again: "The lady just placed a box, filled with a lot of food like jujube, pear, dried lingo, Xichuan lactose, etc. The servant girl is going to fetch water and come back to order some tea."

As soon as Yan Ziqin heard that there were sweets, Yan Ziqin's heart immediately relaxed, and he laughed at himself secretly: "Yuanfu, Yuanfu, you can't resist the temptation of a few mouthfuls of fruit?" Waiting for the weak crown, he took the watch word early.But another voice sounded from the bottom of my heart: "Yuanfu, Yuanfu, are you still afraid of your own wife?"

Thinking of this, he straightened out his chest and approached the threshold with arrogance, leaving Chunxiu sniggering behind him. It was a lady's idea. Seeing Yan Langjun's figure dangling outside the window, he knew to lure him in with sweets .

Wait, why did she use the word abduction?Chunxiu couldn't explain clearly, so she covered her mouth and went down to the kitchen.

Yan Ziqin entered the east room, and saw Ming Shu sitting on the bamboo couch under the south window, facing a flat-topped table, on which was spread a piece of jade paper, and beside it was filled with all kinds of sweet, soft and delicious food. A glutinous food storage box.

Seeing him coming in, Mingshu nodded towards the washbasin stand, "Go, wash your hands first."

Yan Ziqin cleaned his hands according to his words, and sat on the black lacquered square stool in front of the case to pick up fruits with bamboo sticks to eat. Mingshu didn't even look at him, and said leisurely: "If you want to come in, come in, stand outside the door, and the servants You thought I was a hag, and you were too scared to show up the first day."

Yan Ziqin was speechless, touched his nose, and saw Mingshu scribbling on the paper, such as five lacquered flower fans, ten pairs of official silver ingots, about ten lines, the handwriting is still neat, but it only stays neat up.

"What is this writing?" Yan Ziqin asked.

"It's the gift list for the three-day warm girl." Mingshu said.

The so-called "warm girl" means that three days after the wedding, the bride's natal family will come to visit the bride and make a lively scene for the bride, presenting all kinds of brocade and steamed cakes with oil and honey. The inside is as harmonious and beautiful as oil, and the husband's family should pay each other generous gifts to show that they are satisfied and valued by the bride.

Yan Ziqin nodded knowingly, "Are the gifts ready?"

Mingshu looked up at him, and smiled slyly, "I'll ask the boy to buy it later, and it will be deducted from your gift!"

Yan Ziqin touched his nose again, and said nothing, it is also appropriate to take money from his pocket to give gifts to the Yue family.

"Let me write the gift list." As he spoke, he dipped his pen, took out a brand new roll of illuminated paper from the paper vat, and started transcribing from the beginning.

Mingshu thought to herself, "Why, do you think my handwriting is ugly?" But when she saw Yan Ziqin's handwriting, she lost all temper. Leaving it like a strong man drawing a sword, with a moving look, holding it like a group of crocodiles playing in the sea, dancing cranes swimming in the sky, horizontal like an arrow, vertical like a halberd, Mingshu suddenly remembered what his father said about him practicing calligraphy when he was young. The copper coin fell on the tip of the pen, and he practiced hard for three years. When the copper coin was removed, the pen was naturally full of wind. I don't know if this little bun also trained so hard.

Mingshu was fascinated by watching, Chunxiu, who came back from fetching water, leaned against the door frame and saw that Mrs. Lang and Mrs. got along well, so she retreated knowingly, with a titter still on the corner of her mouth.

Yan Ziqin clicked, finished copying what Ming Shu had written, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Mingshu blew on the ink, held up the paper to look at the sun, it was indescribably pleasing to the eye, and said with a smile: "No need." After thinking about it, she added: "I'll save you some money."

Yan Ziqin blushed, thinking that his little lady was not capricious and rude, she kindly explained "husband and wife affairs" to him last night, and today she is considerate and thrifty in managing the house for him, she is...very virtuous.

After all, it is a big deal, and the gift should not be sloppy. The boy who bought it ran all over the well-known shops in Bianliang, and finally bumped into Xu Hang's shop. The nephew's bride wanted a gift from Nuannuan, so she sent the boy back, saying: "A boy knows what is good, Mrs. Qu, don't worry about it, uncle will take care of it for you."

Sure enough, when Xu Hang returned in the evening, his entourage brought several boxes of treasures, such as pearls from the South China Sea, brocades from Xichuan, Bingzhou silver scissors, agarwood from the South China Sea, Korean folding fans bought from foreign merchants, Dashi rose water, etc. There are too many rare things to enumerate, but Xu Hang laughed and said humbly: "Don't worry about it, Mrs. Qu is both talented and beautiful. Even if our family moves to Jinshan, it will be difficult to get such a good marriage in previous lives. After all, it’s still a loss for the family.”

It's just that he wouldn't say that these treasures were all given away by people who flattered Yan Zi and turned to flatter him. Give it to the young couple.

His tricks have been able to deceive others, but not Yan Ziqin. He invited his uncle behind the door with a cold face, and advised him not to accept bribes privately. Prestige?

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xu Hang's reaction, let alone Mingshu admiring the beautifully painted fan paintings of flowers and birds, she sternly asked the servants to wrap up the things and send them back intact.

Xu Hang's face was dull, and Ming Shu was also stunned, and when there were only the two of them left in the room, she said slowly: "I don't care for a few things, it's just that the officialdom is like this, you send these things away today A few boxes of things, in the future there will be more people knocking on wooden clocks and going out of their way, after a long time, you still really are the soybeans of the next year—whether you can’t get oil and salt?”

Things are really unimportant to her, and Yan Ziqin's attitude made her even more curious. After living in an official family for several years, Ming Shu naturally knew some ulterior motives. Those who wear official uniforms and occupy high positions are ordinary people, who doesn't have the heart to follow others?Ethos dictates it, human nature dictates it, and it has been the same truth for thousands of years.

"'Your salary is rich, the people anoint the people. For the parents of the people, there is no one who is not kind. The people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to bully.' This is the sentence in the "Order Proverbs" issued by Emperor Taizong after learning the lessons of Meng Shu's subjugation. My principles. Politicians are upright, their bodies are upright, and they do not obey orders; His shadow stretched long, swaying with the flickering flames, and his back with his hands behind his back was also engraved in Ming Shu's heart.

There are always such strange things in the world. In a word, in an instant, one action can subvert another person's worldview. At this time, Mingshu's worldview fluctuated a little.

He... Is he a foolish young man, or a mature and persistent one?Mingshu's mouth was a little dry, and she couldn't keep up the conversation. She waved her sleeves and said, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, go to bed!"

However, Yan Ziqin secretly grabbed her sleeves, his eyes that became brighter under the light were half-hidden by the long eyelashes hanging down, and whispered like a small animal: "Don't worry, I will prepare a gift tomorrow. You will meet the Yue family in a splendid manner the day after tomorrow."

"Is he... trying to curry favor with me?" Mingshu froze when the hand that was holding her sleeves.

Crackling, the sound of something breaking open.

It's just that Mingshu still doesn't understand at the moment, this is the sound of the "girly heart" that has been dusty for many years breaking the ice...

(End of this chapter)