After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

"What else do you have to say? My daughter is both virtuous and talented. She is outstanding in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If she leaves the Taiwei Mansion, there will be many handsome men who want to marry her."

Although Yang looks delicate, she is very strong-willed in her bones.

Even if she was rejected, she still wanted to say a few tough words to let the matchmaker take them to the Wu family.

The matchmaker raised her eyelids and glanced at Yang, then lowered her eyelids to hide the contempt in her eyes.

She said respectfully: "Mrs. Wu means to ask for Miss Jiang to marry Mr. Wu San."

"After all, the Jiang and Wu families are relatives, and outsiders will not say anything. Everyone just thinks that they heard it wrong and mistakenly got the names of Miss Jiang Da and Miss Jiang Er wrong."

"You..."

Yang was so angry that her lips trembled, and her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The matchmaker has seen many people whose engagements were rejected being ridiculed and scolded, and Yang's reaction was also within her expectations.

Who let the Wu family give more money? Even if Yang scolded her, she would ensure the marriage.

She stood up and bowed to Yang, "Madam, calm down. I understand your feelings. The second lady will definitely be sad to change from the second lady to the eldest lady. As the mother of the second lady, you are right to be angry."

Yang's face was dark, and the pearl hairpin on her head swayed slightly. She said in a bad tone: "The Wu family treats our Jiang family as a vegetable market. If they are not satisfied with this one, they will choose the next one. Is it because the eldest lady is not suitable, they will choose the third lady, a concubine?"

The matchmaker's forehead jumped when she heard it, and she smiled and said: "Madam, you are joking. The third lady has not reached the age of marriage yet, and Mrs. Wu doesn't mean that. Besides, it is human nature to discuss marriage for the eldest lady first."

The matchmaker's words almost put Yang on the fire.

Everyone knew that the eldest lady Jiang was not born by Yang. If she insisted on refusing, it would be her stepmother's unkindness, and she would give a good marriage to the legitimate daughter.

The matchmaker was a shrewd person. She didn't mention the resurrection of Miss Jiang, just as no one had ever heard the news of Miss Jiang's sudden death.

Yang was thinking about how to refuse and clear herself.

"Madam, the master is back." The maid whispered in her ear.

Yang looked up and saw Jiang Zhengming striding over.

"I pay my respects to Mr. Jiang."

Before Yang could come to her senses, the matchmaker knelt down.

Jiang Zhengming felt the atmosphere in the room was strange. He said "No need to be polite" and looked at Yang.

At this time, Mrs. Qu took the engagement letter from Mr. Wu San and put her hands in front of Yang, "Madam, the engagement letter is here."

Jiang Zhengming was such a smart man. Seeing this, he knew without Yang's explanation that the Wu family was here to cancel the engagement.

The matchmaker stood up and bowed, saying, "Lord Jiang is back just in time. Old Madam Wu wants to change the marriage to Miss Jiang. Madam is hesitating. Please give me some advice, Lord Jiang."

"Since ancient times, there has been order of seniority. Old Madam Wu is a person who values ​​etiquette and rules. I believe Lord Jiang also thinks so."

Jiang Zhengming's head buzzed and his body shook slightly.

He looked at the matchmaker in disbelief and asked, "Say it again, what does Old Madam Wu mean?"

The person in front of him was an important official of the court after all, and he had a majestic aura.

The matchmaker was also frightened. She took a step back and said Old Madam Wu's meaning again.

This time Jiang Zhengming was really dumbfounded. If he could get married to the Wu family, his career would still be expected to rise.

But if he agreed, where could he find Jiang Shuyue, even if he found her. After so many years, has she married outside?

If he rejected the marriage, he would be unwilling.

It was clearly an opportunity to get close to the rich and powerful. If she refused, she would offend Wu Taiwei and it would be difficult for her to move forward in the court in the future.

It was not right to refuse, nor was it right to refuse. She was in a dilemma.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Zhengming gritted his teeth and agreed to the marriage.

The matchmaker returned with satisfaction after receiving the reward.

Yang looked at the engagement letter of the third son of Wu on the table as if it was a hot potato.

"Husband, we don't know where Yue'er is. If the Wu family comes to marry, where can we find a bride for him?"

"You just need to prepare a dowry for that evil girl. I know the rest."

Seeing her husband's desperate look, Yang suppressed the surging blood in her heart.

She almost gushed out a mouthful of old blood.

She also had to prepare a dowry for that bitch. If she married into the Wu family, the dowry was too thin. It was not Jiang Shuyue who was criticized, but her stepmother.

Seeing Jiang Zhengming leave in a hurry, Yang hurried to the backyard.

Jiang Jiaojiao cursed immediately after hearing the news.

"What a dead old woman, she thinks her Wu family is so great, my aunt must marry into a high family and trample her Taiwei Mansion underfoot!"

There was no one else in the room. After Jiang Jiaojiao finished cursing, she collapsed on the small couch and cried "嘤嘤嘤".

"Jiao'er, don't worry, the matchmaker is right, the Wu family and the Jiang family still have an engagement, as long as we deny the exchange of marriages, it won't delay you from finding another good match."

Yang didn't see her daughter sad, so she comforted her in a soft voice.

Mrs. Qu saw that she didn't find out the matter clearly, and she stood behind Yang with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Jiaojiao stopped crying, and Caiyan brought water for washing her face.

"Second Miss, I'm sorry, that old lady Wu is too cunning, she didn't say a word after returning from the temple."

Mrs. Qu's elder sister worked in the kitchen. How could she know that when Mrs. Wu returned, she called her eldest daughter-in-law into the house and scolded her severely, and then punished her with house arrest for reflection.

To reprimand the mistress, of course, she sent away the maids and servants.

"Jiao'er, don't worry. If the Wu family is gone, there are still the Du family, the Wei family, and the Zhen family."

"Mother, the eldest grandson of the Zhen family is younger than me. This is unrealistic."

Jiang Jiaojiao had already figured out which young masters in the four major families in the capital were suitable for her age.

Yang didn't care, "Then mother will find another matchmaker to ask if there are any suitable young masters from the Du family."

Jiang Jiaojiao's face was slightly red, and it was unclear whether she had just cried or was a little shy, "Mother, I think the eldest young master Du is good, and his age is about the same as my daughter."

"When your father brings that bitch back, mother will ask the matchmaker to find out what the second wife of the Du family has to say."

Du Zhong, the Minister of the Dali Temple, was the second child in the family. After Yang became the principal wife, she met the second wife of Du at the palace banquet.

She originally wanted to go up to pay her respects and get to know her, but Empress Wei and the second wife of Du were chatting intimately, so she didn't dare to disturb them.

Jiang Zhengming was busy looking for Jiang Shuyue in the capital.

...

Summer flowers are mostly elegant, especially white flowers, which are fragrant.

Jiang Shuyue was dealing with medicinal herbs in the space, and also harvested mature corn.

She left the space, opened the bedroom door, and the fragrance of gardenia hit her face.

In the outer room, Qiuju was arranging flowers.

"Miss, you slept well. Look, I put the gardenias in the porcelain vase as you said. The whole room smells good, much better than incense."

"Not bad, it smells good. Where did Suisui go?" Jiang Shuyue looked outside and asked.

"Mr. Nangong took the young master out again."

"Oh! By the way, I almost forgot that the Zhen family sent a gift and I put it in the small hall."

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