Hello Chang’an

Chapter 45 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix

Xi'er said: "I don't know the real story. I only know that the saint liked this niece very much. However, after only meeting him once, he made him the lord of Gu'an County. He also brought her into the palace and raised her by his side... so this The county leader has been watched by the saint since he was ten years old, and he is truly regarded as his own son."

Do you regard it as your own?

Chang Sui Ning disagrees.

Looking at the figure of the female official who had not stayed long and was about to leave with the palace servants, the girl's voice was very calm: "If this is really the case, then this must be, although it is not her own fault, it is better than her own fault."

Xi'er also looked over: "Perhaps this county princess is very suitable for the saint, or maybe there is something extraordinary about her that makes the saint like her very much. Since she was a year old, she has been a female historian in front of the palace. First he was in charge of elegant poetry, but now he has the power to control edicts and participate in political affairs."

Chang Sui Ning discussed the matter: "In this case, she can be regarded as a role model for women."

"Not only is she a role model for women..." the little girl said, she started to gossip: "The female history of the Ming Dynasty is the first among the Ci officials, and she has attracted the admiration and admiration of countless scholars and students! Over the years, there have been countless suitors, and there are also many powerful people in the family. , but it seems that the female historian of the Ming Dynasty has never noticed it at all. Even though she is over 10 years old, she still has no plans to get married. "

"Perhaps the ambition is no longer here." Seeing the figure disappear under the attention of everyone, Chang Suining withdrew his gaze.

As the saint gave peonies to add to the fun, the atmosphere of the flower party was further heightened.

When the flower party ended, most of the female family members received flowers from the Duan family, most of which were taken from the peony garden. Although it was not as expensive as the one given to Chang Sui Ning before, Zheng Guogong still had peonies to hairpin in early spring. It can be regarded as the first in the capital.

All the guests returned home happily.

As soon as the guests left, Wei Qin, the Duke of Zheng who had chosen the right time to return to the mansion, came back.

It was the custom of Duke Zheng to go out today. This custom came from the fact that his wife was going to lose her family again, and he couldn't control it. Out of sight and out of mind, it was better to go out and find a friend to cry to.

Every year on this day, Zheng Guogong’s friends endure too much for this.

At this time, Zheng Guogong returned to the front of the residence, took out the key hidden close to his body, first took out a hair that was caught in the crack of the door when he went out early in the morning, showing a look of relief, and then opened the door himself.

However, as soon as he entered the courtyard, his expression suddenly changed: "Which thief has been in my courtyard?"

"Who touched my flowers!"

He quickly came to the corridor, and when he saw that the red stone peony that had bloomed the best was dead, his eyes went dark and he felt like the sky was falling!

He bent over in disbelief, holding the broken stem of the flower with trembling hands: "I was fine when I went out in the morning, and drank half a bowl of mountain spring water. How come I'm separated from heaven and man forever... "

"My lord!" Seeing that he could no longer hold on, the servants hurriedly helped him.

"My lord, your lady is here!"

Hearing the young man's warning, Zheng Guogong looked at Mr. Duan who was walking towards him. He felt so sad that he wanted to stamp his feet and cry bitterly: "...Madam!"

"Okay, okay, you are still crying at such an old age... Isn't it just a peony? How about I pay you a pot?" Mrs. Duan patted her husband's back comfortingly. The servant behind her stepped forward and held her in her arms. Holding in the middle the pot of purple peonies given by the emperor.

Zheng Guogong's tearful eyes opened a slit, and his eyes widened immediately, and he quickly stepped forward: "Where did this... where did you get this?!"

Seeing that her husband had stopped making trouble, Mrs. Duan led the people towards the hall. Of course, she was leading them with the pot of purple peonies. The servants were holding flowers in front of them, and her husband followed him in a daze, like a donkey hanging on its head. cake.

Entering the hall, the servant put down the cake—no, put down the flower pot and left.

"Guess, Duke, who did I give that red stone peony to today?" Duan asked mysteriously.

Zheng Guogong's heart ached again: "What else does Madam want to do?"

Duan couldn't hide her excitement: "Maybe she will be my future daughter-in-law..."

"Can we still have a daughter-in-law?" Zheng Guogong looked at his wife with a look like "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Really!" Mrs. Duan explained all her knowledge and guesses to her husband, and finally added: "...Zigu returned home today. What do you think he did? He didn't even change his official uniform. I heard When the Chang family’s wife arrived, she hurriedly searched for him!”

"There is such a thing..." Zheng Guogong was amazed.

It was at this time that the servants announced that the husband was here.

Wei Shuyi, who came to see the excitement, just entered the hall and was a little disappointed when he didn't see his father acting wildly and crying.

"You've come just in time. Mother has something to ask you." Duan asked her son with a smile: "Mother wants to find a matchmaker to come to the Chang family to propose marriage. Zi Gu, what do you think about three days from now? Mother has already let people see it in advance. It's a man. A rare auspicious day.”

Rao is as steady as an old dog like Wei Shuyi, but he is often surprised by the straightforward words of his own mother.

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "What could have caused my mother to have such a huge misunderstanding?"

Mrs. Duan paid attention to her son's expression: "What, you mean, this marriage shouldn't be mentioned?"

"Mother's idea is so bizarre." Wei Shuyi sighed helplessly: "My wife from the Chang family is six years old—"

Duan was surprised: "Have you found out everything about this?"

Wei Shuyi: "...it's not difficult to know."

"Six years is nothing. Your father is five years older than me! When I was young, I clamored not to get a wife and just wanted to live with flowers and grass. But now, don't I have two of your brothers and sisters?"

Seeing his wife wink, Zheng Guogong, who was squatting there playing with his new love, nodded perfunctorily: "That's right."

"In my son's opinion, when a person comes to this world once, if he talks about his mission, it is nothing more than leaving something behind. Carrying on the family line is just the most common one, but it is by no means the only one." Wei Shuyi also said sincerely: " A son who aspires to be an official, is happy and content inside, and does not need anyone to accompany him. People like me are not born to be husbands and wives, so why should I harm others and myself? "

Zheng Guogong: "That's right."

Duan gritted his teeth and looked over. Zheng Guogong was so excited that he smiled and changed his words: "Zi Gu's words are neither right nor wrong. The wrong thing is..."

Mrs. Duan, who was always blocked by her son's strange remarks, stared at her husband - Say it!

"What's wrong with this..." Zheng Guogong thought about it again and again, and finally came up with it: "What's wrong is that if you don't mean to do it, why are you always provoking other girls?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that this idea was feasible: "Your mother just said that you treated me with a lot of care on your way back to Beijing. You provoked her first, and now she has come to your door. What did you say that you were not suitable for being a husband?" ?”

Wei Shuyi thought it was ridiculous and funny: "What kind of person is coming to the door?"

Mrs. Duan vowed: "I have inquired about it. Mrs. Chang never comes to such occasions to join in the fun. Today she came here specially, not for you. Who else could it be for?"

Duke Zheng: "That's right!"

Looking at his father and mother who were talking nonsense, Wei Shuyi felt from the bottom of his heart that these two people were really a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes, a perfect match, but also a headache.

"Mother, don't praise your son too much. Just make fun of him, but don't make random assumptions about a girl who has not yet left the government."

He could feel that the Chang family's wife was indeed "coming for someone", but that person was definitely not him - it was related to the word he wrote.

Mrs. Duan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you being duplicitous and refusing to welcome me? In the past, your attitude was too high and it was difficult to let it go for a while? Otherwise, why are you still reminding me that she has not yet left the cabinet? You are obviously trying to give me a hint, right?"

Wei Shuyi: "...Why can my mother always say what's in her heart without changing her words?"

Duan coughed lightly.

"You two, please take your time and talk about your thoughts. My son will take his leave first." Wei Shuyi raised his hand in salute and left helplessly.

Staring at her son's leaving figure, Mrs. Duan frowned and thought, "Did I really make a mistake?"

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On the other side, Chang Suining, who was sitting in the carriage, opened the curtain and asked, "Brother, this doesn't seem to be the way back to Xingningfang?"

Chang Sui'an, who was following the car on horseback, turned around and grinned at her sister in the car window: "Yes, let's go to Xuance Mansion first."

He held the reins with one hand and showed a thumbs up with the other hand. He praised with surprise on his face: "Ning Ning is so awesome. Now she can actually remember the route!"

Chang Suining: "..."

This kind of praise is a little childish for a three-year-old child, but it's just right for someone with a broken brain.

only-

"Brother, why are you going to Xuance Mansion?"

When the words Xuance Mansion are mentioned, she always feels different in her heart.

"My father told me when I came here that I should go to Xuance Mansion to collect some things for him and come back." Chang Sui'an said, "Don't worry, sister, it's quite easy for me. I won't be delayed for too long."

Chang Suining nodded and didn't ask any more questions at this time.

Since Chang Kuo told Chang Sui'an to pick it up in person, it must be somewhat urgent.

The carriages and horses rolled and soon arrived outside Xuance Mansion.

Outside the majestic gate of the mansion, Xuance troops wearing black armor and holding long spears stood on both sides. Their solemn aura was so overwhelming that people did not dare to approach.

Chang Suining only took one look and knew that it was indeed as Chang Sui'an said. Today's Xuance Army had not been defeated in the hands of Cui Jing.

"Ning Ning, just wait for me in the car." Chang Sui'an dismounted and explained in front of the car.

Everyone in Xuance Mansion is as cold-faced as Yama. My sister will probably have nightmares if she sees them.

However, he saw the car curtain being lifted by a white and slender hand, and the girl asked him: "Brother, can I go in together?"

Chang Sui'an was stunned: "I have my father's token, so I can, but..."

He subconsciously glanced at that majestic place, not to mention whether his sister was afraid or not -

Chang Sui'an scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed: "Will my sister draw too much attention if I go in like this?"

"Of course it's inconvenient to go in like this." Chang Suining lowered the car curtain: "Brother, wait a moment."

"Ning Ning..." Chang Sui'an heard the rustling sound in the car. Although she didn't know why, she could only wait.

Chang Sui Ning didn't keep him waiting for long.

Soon, the car curtain was opened again, and a young man jumped out of the car: "Brother, let's go."

Changsui An's eyes widened in shock.

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