Chapter 3
Jiang Yuxing looked gloomy: "Why didn't Brother Song come?"
Jiang Yulin reached out and tapped her forehead: "Which Brother Song are you talking about?"
The Song family has three sons. The eldest, Song Shuye, is twenty-five years old and is now engaged to Jiang Yulin. The second son, Song Shiyan, is eloquent and nineteen years old, just the right age for engagement. The third son, Song Yan'anru, is only nine years old.
Jiang Yuxing exclaimed, holding his forehead which was hurt by the beating, and frowned as he said, "Big sister, why did you hit me? Ah Xing is of course talking about Song Shiyan, the second son of the Song family. I see him often following behind you, maybe he admires you. If he and you get together, it will be a great thing."
When mentioning Song Shiyan, Jiang Zhaoli curled his lips.
What a joke.
Song Shiyan admired her? They only saw the surface, and she was thankful that he didn't criticize her.
Looking at the innocent face of his third sister, he secretly decided in his heart that he would confiscate all the sketchbooks that she had secretly bought these days when he returned home, so as to prevent her from being a bad student and always talking nonsense like this.
"Huh." Everyone exclaimed.
Jiang Yuxing sighed, and tapped the edge of the table with her jade fingers in dissatisfaction, muttering, "Can't these people tell the difference between good-looking and ugly? Third sister, don't go and watch, lest you get nervous. It's probably that monkey who's as skinny as an eagle who won."
Hmm? A monkey as thin as an eagle?
After he finished speaking, my grandfather's loud and appreciative voice was clearly heard in the inner room: "I think this man is good. His martial arts and appearance are both first-class."
"Hey, this boy is really handsome. This girl Li is really lucky." Liu Congying sighed.
Third Aunt also nodded in agreement.
Jiang Yuxing stared, looking in the direction of his grandfather and mother in disbelief, dumbfounded: "Grandfather is really old, and mother is old in advance."
Jiang Yulin pursed his lips, pretending to reach out and flick her: "Don't treat your elders with disrespect."
Jiang Yuxing immediately covered his head and dodged.
The man said in a deep voice, smiling faintly: "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Jiang. It is my honor to be the husband of Madam Jiang."
Sweet words and flattering appearance.
Jiang Yuxing pouted. Although this skinny monkey looked ugly, his voice was inexplicably nice, deep and magnetic. But then she was overturned by another idea. Even if his voice was nice, what did it matter? He had a pointed face and monkey cheeks, and was still not worthy of her second sister.
He was lucky to have such a beautiful woman like his second sister. He should kowtow three times and nine times and go to the temple to burn incense.
Jiang Yuxing had an angry look on his face, but he was thinking in his heart how to let the second brother Song take his place.
Jiang Zhaoli looked in the direction of the voice and saw the man in a navy blue round-necked, narrow-sleeved robe with fine silk edges on the cuffs, a black jade-buckle belt around his waist, a half-bun, and a green jade crown on his head.
His clothes fluttered in the wind, he raised his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, his nose was tall and straight, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his complexion was rosy, giving people a sense of temptation.
There was a flash of surprise in Jiang Zhaoli's eyes. This man had a seductive appearance, not like the comfortable appearance of ordinary people. On the contrary, he was too outstanding and made people feel that he was not an ordinary person. He was like the fairies in picture books, both good and evil.
Lang Yan is unique, there is no one like him in the world.
It’s hard to find someone with this appearance in the whole of Los Angeles.
When Nanny Hong saw this, her eyes were filled with joy. She thought it must be the hydrangea that was consecrated yesterday that had worked and found a man with outstanding looks and talents for the girl.
She immediately leaned over and whispered: "Miss, this one looks good to me. His face is a good match for you. Look how much the old man likes it."
Jiang Zhaoli's frown instantly relaxed. It would be nice to find a handsome guy to marry in the future. Why be so picky?
Jiang Yuxing saw Jiang Zhaoli staring at the corridor with a dull face and frowning from time to time. She spread her hands and shook her head, with an expression of just saying it. She pursed her lips and did not forget to add fuel to the fire: "Look, the second sister is so ugly that she is stupid."
"What nonsense are you talking about." Jiang Yulin glared at her, signaling her not to say anything more, then stood up and looked.
The words of comfort that she had prepared in her heart were swallowed back when she saw the man's extraordinary appearance.
This is not the look of an eagle with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks, this is clearly "a beautiful young man in a green robe and a fairy with a yellow ribbon". He is really elegant and extraordinary with a unique temperament.
Jiang Yulin stared at the direction of the corridor, with amazement flashing in his eyes.
The man was as gentle as jade, with deep amber eyes and his eyebrows moved slightly when he talked and laughed, as if a girl would blush and her heart would beat fast if she was looked at by him. No wonder the people below cheered non-stop.
Jiang Zhaoli was dragged by her wet nurse to the corridor in a daze, and Mu Li blocked her shameful and angry look.
The man looked at her, his eyes locked on the slender woman on the podium.
Jiang Zhaoli closed her eyes and threw the blessed hydrangea into his arms.
The man leaped forward and caught it steadily. He stood on the stage, played with the hydrangea in his hands, gently stroking the totem on the hydrangea with his fingertips, and gave her a cynical look.
Even through the curtain, she could feel the man's interested gaze on her.
Jiang Zhaoli clenched the handkerchief tightly and exhaled softly. Didn't he know that a serious gentleman would not look at a girl with such a straightforward look?
Grandfather stood up and gestured to him, "Sir, please come up to the attic and we will discuss the marriage in detail."
The man cupped his hands.
In just a moment, Jiang Zhaoli heard steady and powerful footsteps approaching, heading straight for the second-floor attic.
With a creaking sound, the bamboo door was pushed open, and a tall, handsome man with a handsome face walked in. He had a warm smile on his lips and bowed to greet them: "My name is Yin Su, nice to meet you elders."
Jiang Zhaoli was stunned. He had just thought the man was good-looking from a distance, but when he looked closer, he found that he was more eye-catching and his facial features were more three-dimensional than when he had viewed him from a distance.
Um…
It's perfect as a vase.
My grandfather made a sitting gesture and said thoughtfully, "I have already reviewed this young master's information. Your family lives in Lizi Village, the easternmost part of Yuncheng. You have a good family background. Your parents died early, and you were adopted by a hunter named Li when you were young. You also learned martial arts and knowledge from him. You can be so bold, which shows your talent."
Anyone who participates in recruiting a son-in-law must have a clean background and be a good citizen, and must have a household registration certificate that can be checked by the government. This person has all of these, and there is nothing wrong with it, so there is no problem.
Jiang Yuxing stared blankly, the cup that was about to her lips stopped moving. She was amazed in her heart that only a man with such good looks and good kung fu skills was worthy of being her second sister's husband.
"Brother-in-law, you are so handsome." Jiang Yuxing suddenly said in a silly voice, causing everyone in the room to look at her.
Yin Su gave her a gentle smile, like a gentle breeze blowing by. Jiang Yuxing's face turned red instantly. Li Congying poked her from behind. Jiang Yuxing fell silent instantly and didn't dare to look up again.
Li Congying glared at her. The old man hadn't even given in yet but she was already calling him brother-in-law. Xing's mouth really gave her a headache.
He then glared at Jiang Wenyuan. Among his sons and daughter, except Lin'er who was more stable, the other two had temperaments like him and none of them could control their mouths.
The old man didn't say anything, but instead made the decision for him and agreed to the marriage: "Since you have no family, the marriage invitation will not be sent to Yuncheng."
"You will come back with us today and live in Fengchun Hall, not far from the second girl. You two can take this opportunity to develop your relationship over the next few days. After you marry the second girl, you can move to Wenming Cuiyuan."
Yin Sumei was humble and polite, and said respectfully: "Thank you, old man."
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Jiang Mansion, Wenming Cuiyuan, Jiang Zhaoli returned to the mansion, took off her gorgeous dress, removed her heavy jewelry, and sat on the swing in the yard as usual, with a book next to her, but she had no heart to read it at the moment, and was staring blankly in the direction of Fengchun Hall.
Servants and maids passed by her door in groups and stopped at Fengchun Hall.
Jiang Zhaoli frowned and stopped one of them to ask a question. The maid stopped and explained the reason with lowered eyebrows: "Replying to the second young lady, I am here on the orders of the old man to tailor clothes for you, my son-in-law."
Jiang Zhaoli waved his hand to signal her to go, and suddenly found that the branch of the locust tree had been broken into two pieces at some point, probably because Song Shiyan accidentally broke it when he left yesterday.
Servants in the mansion carried trays and shuttled between the corridors and alleys. The light shone on the high walls of red bricks and green tiles, and the red silk hanging on the walls became even more bright and eye-catching, exuding the joy of the event.
Jiang Zhaoli originally wanted to tell the maid to tell Yin Su to come to her courtyard later to discuss the marriage and have him sign the contract, but then she changed her mind and thought that there were things that needed to be discussed at night, so she gave up and decided to tell him in person.
He stood in the yard as tall and straight as a cedar, his clothes fluttering in the breeze. I didn't know what he was looking at, but he was looking at it very seriously.
After a while, he turned sideways and saw the graceful woman standing at the door. He raised his eyes slightly and said tenderly, "Madam Jiang."
Jiang Zhaoli hummed indifferently, and the sound flowed through his heart like a stream: "…Do you have time now? I have something to discuss with you."
Yin Su raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on her cheek gently with an imperceptible sharpness, as if he wanted to see through her completely. The corners of his lips curled up: "Madam Jiang, I have time to make an appointment."
Yin Su followed her to the main house of Wenming Cuiyuan. The main house was divided into a hall and a room, which were separated by a curtain. An eight-immortal table and square stools were placed in the hall, and a table was placed against the wall with a chair on each side of the table.
To the left of the Eight Immortals Table is the study, with the desk filled with books and all the necessary pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Behind the desk is a row of bookshelves.
Jiang Zhaoli picked up two densely packed contracts that were pressed by the inkstone from the table. She waved to Yin Su who was standing in the hall to come over, then took one of them and handed it to him. While he was stunned, Jiang Zhaoli slowly told him the story.
"Since our marriage is set in stone, I have something to say in advance. First of all, it was not my intention to recruit a son-in-law. I had no choice. In front of the elders, you and I will act like a loving couple. Privately, we will not interfere. The period is three years. Once the period is up, I will give you a sum of money and let you go. If you agree, please sign the agreement."
Yin Su raised his calm eyes slightly, his amber eyes surrounded her, making her feel breathless. After a while, he spoke out his heart as if aggrieved: "Madam Jiang, why are you teasing me like this?"
"I participated in this recruitment because I admired Madam Jiang's talent and thought that if I accepted the invitation, I would be yours from now on. Now it seems that all this is a cover-up by Madam Jiang to use me and kick me out once I have squeezed out all my value."
Jiang Zhaoli blushed and felt guilty, and said seriously: "It's me who delayed you after all. In this case, just tell me the conditions and I will try my best to compensate you."
Yin Su sighed, his tone dull: "Madam Jiang doesn't like me, I'm afraid I will be heartbroken and depressed to death from now on. Since Madam Jiang told me the reason in advance, it means you are a man of love and righteousness, so I have to bear the pain and forget Madam Jiang. During this period, please don't restrict my freedom, let me go out of the house to relax, so as not to get sick in this Jiang Mansion every day."
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