Chapter 45 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick
Xier said: "I don't know the real story, I only know that the Saint likes this niece very much. However, after only meeting her once, he conferred her the title of Princess of Gu'an County, and brought her into the palace, keeping her by his side to educate her personally... Therefore, this Princess has been raised by the Saint since she was ten years old, and he truly treats her as his own child."
Treat him as your own child? Chang Suining disagrees.
Looking at the figure of the female official who was about to leave with the palace maids without staying for long, the young girl said in a very calm voice: "If that is true, then this child, although not one of your own, is better than one of your own."
Xier also looked over and said, "Perhaps this county lady is very pleasing to the Saint, or maybe she really has some extraordinary qualities. In any case, she is very much liked by the Saint. Since she came of age, she has been a female historian in front of the palace. She was first in charge of poetry and literature, and now she has the power to control imperial edicts and participate in government affairs."
Chang Suining commented on the matter: "This is indeed a role model for women."
"She is not only a role model for women..." The little girl started gossiping as she spoke, "Ms. Ming is the leader of the poets, and she is admired and respected by countless scholars and students! Over the years, there have been countless suitors, including aristocratic families, but Ms. Ming seems to have never taken them seriously. Although she is now over 20 years old, she still has no plans to get married."
"Maybe he is not interested in this anymore." Seeing that figure disappear under everyone's attention, Chang Suining withdrew his gaze.
As the saint bestowed peonies to add to the fun, the atmosphere of the flower show became increasingly lively.
When the flower party was over, most of the female members of the family received fresh flowers from Duan, most of which were taken from the peony garden. Although they were not as precious as the one Duke Zheng had given to Chang Suining before, having a peony to wear in your hair in early spring was a first in the capital.
All the visitors returned with great satisfaction.
Just as the guests left, Duke Zheng Wei Qin, who had chosen the exact time to return home, came back right after.
Going out today is the custom of Duke Zheng. This custom comes from the fact that his wife is squandering money again and he can't control her. Out of sight, out of mind, he might as well go out and find a friend to cry to.
Every year on this day, Duke Zheng's friends endure too much for this.
At this time, Duke Zheng returned to his residence and took out the key that he had hidden on his body. He first pulled out a hair that was stuck in the crack of the door when he went out early in the morning, showed a look of relief, and then opened the door himself.
However, as soon as he entered the courtyard, his face changed immediately: "Which thief has come into my courtyard!"
"Who touched my flowers?"
He walked quickly to the corridor and saw that the most beautiful flower on the red stone peony was dead. His eyes went dark and he felt as if the sky had fallen!
He bent forward in disbelief, and with trembling hands he reached for the broken flower stem: "It was fine when I left home this morning, and even drank half a bowl of spring water. How could it be that I am gone forever after leaving the house..."
"Duke!" Seeing that he was about to collapse, the servants hurried to support him.
"Duke, the lady is here!"
Hearing the servant's report, Duke Zheng looked at Duan who was walking over, feeling extremely distressed and wanting to stamp his feet and cry, "... Madam!"
"Okay, okay, you're such a grown-up and still crying... It's just a peony, can I compensate you with a pot of it?" Duan patted her husband's back comfortingly. The servant behind her came forward, holding the pot of purple peony given by the emperor in his arms.
Duke Zheng's tearful eyes opened a crack, and then widened immediately after a glance. He hurried forward and said, "Where did you get this?!"
Seeing that her husband had stopped making a fuss, Duan led people to the hall. Of course, she led the way with the pot of purple peonies. The servants led the way with the flowers, and her husband followed in a daze, like a donkey with a cake hanging in front of it.
After entering the hall, the servant put down the cake - no, the flowerpot, and walked out.
"Guess, Duke, to whom did I give the red stone peony today?" Duan asked mysteriously.
Duke Zheng felt a pain in his heart again: "Madam, why are you still bringing this up?"
Duan couldn't hide her excitement: "Maybe she's my future daughter-in-law..."
"Can we still have a daughter-in-law?" Duke Zheng looked at his wife with a look that said "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
"Really!" Duan told her husband everything she knew and guessed, and added at the end: "...Zi Gu returned home today. Guess what he did? He didn't even change his official uniform. When he heard that the Chang family's wife was coming, he hurried to look for her!"
"There is such a thing..." Duke Zheng marveled in amazement.
Just at this moment, the servant came with the message that the young master had arrived.
Wei Shuyi, who came to watch the fun, just entered the hall and felt a little disappointed when he did not see his father throwing a tantrum and crying.
"You've come just in time. Mother has something to ask you." Duan smiled and asked her son, "Mother wants to find a matchmaker to go to the Chang family to propose marriage. Zi Gu, what do you think about three days later? Mother has asked someone to check it out in advance. It's a rare auspicious day."
Even someone as steady as an old dog like Wei Shuyi is often startled by the frank words of a talented person like his own mother.
He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "What made my mother have such a huge misunderstanding?"
Duan noticed her son's expression and asked, "Why, do you mean that we shouldn't mention this marriage?"
"Mother's idea was bizarre." Wei Shuyi sighed helplessly: "My eldest Chang family's wife is six years old--"
Duan was surprised: "Have you found out everything?"
Wei Shuyi: "...It's not hard to find out."
"Six years old is nothing. Your father is five years older than me! When I was young, I said I didn't want to get married and just wanted to live with flowers and plants. But now I have you and your sister, don't I?"
Seeing his wife's look, Duke Zheng, who was squatting there fiddling with his new lover, nodded perfunctorily: "That's right."
"In my opinion, if we talk about the mission of a person in this world, it is nothing more than leaving something behind. Carrying on the family line is only the most common one, but it is by no means the only one." Wei Shuyi also said earnestly: "My son is interested in officialdom, he is happy and free, and his inner self is full, and he does not need anyone to accompany him. People like me are not born to be a son-in-law, so why do I have to hurt others and myself?"
Duke Zheng: “Right.”
Duan gritted his teeth and looked over.
Duke Zheng was startled, smiled and said, "Zi Gu, what you said is both right and wrong. The wrong part is..."
Mrs. Duan, who was always stumped by her son's strange words, stared at her husband and said, "What's wrong with this..." Duke Zheng thought about it again and again, and finally came up with an idea: "What's wrong is that if you have no intention, why do you always provoke the girl?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that this idea was feasible: "Your mother just said that you treated people very well on your way back to Beijing. You provoked them first, and now they have come to your house, and you say that you are not suitable to be their son-in-law?"
Wei Shuyi just thought it was ridiculous and funny: "Why did you come to my house?"
Duan swore: "I have inquired about it. The lady of the Chang family never comes to such occasions to join in the fun. She came here specially today. If not for you, who else could it be for?"
Duke Zheng: “Right!”
Looking at his father and mother who were full of nonsense, Wei Shuyi felt from the bottom of his heart that these two were truly a pair of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, a perfect match, but also a real headache.
"Mother, please don't praise your son too much. You can tease him for now, but don't make random assumptions about an unmarried girl."
He could sense that Mrs. Chang was indeed "coming for someone", but that person was definitely not him - it was related to the word he wrote.
Duan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you saying one thing and thinking another? You have been too arrogant in the past and it is hard for you to let go now? Otherwise, why are you reminding me that I am not married yet? You are clearly trying to give me a hint, right?"
Wei Shuyi: "...Why is it that mother can always speak her mind without changing a word?"
Duan coughed lightly.
"Please take your time to talk about your imaginations, I will take my leave now." Wei Shuyi raised his hand to salute, then left reluctantly.
Staring at her son's back as he left, Duan frowned and thought, "Could it be that I really made a mistake?"
…
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 riding beside the car, turned his head and grinned at his sister in the car window: "Yes, let's go to Xuan Ce Mansion first."
He held the reins with one hand and gave a thumbs up with the other, praising with a look of surprise: "Ningning is amazing, now he can even remember the way!"
Chang Suining: “…”
This kind of praise may seem a little childish for a three-year-old, but it is just right for a person with a broken brain.
only--
"Brother, why are you going to Xuan Ce Mansion?"
When she mentioned the three words "Xuan Ce Mansion", she always felt different in her heart.
"My father told me to go to Xuan Ce Mansion to get some samples for him when I came here." Chang Sui'an said, "Don't worry, sister. It's on the way and won't take too long."
Chang Suining nodded and didn't ask any more questions at this time.
Since Chang Kuo asked Chang Sui'an to go and get it personally, it must be something important.
The carriages and horses rolled in and soon arrived outside Xuan Ce's mansion.
Outside the majestic gate of the mansion, Xuan Ce's soldiers in black armor stood on both sides with spears in hand. The solemn atmosphere was so oppressive that people dared not approach.
Chang Suining only took a glance and knew that it was just as Chang Sui'an said, the Xuan Ce army had not been defeated at all in Cui Jing's hands.
"Ningning, just wait for me in the car." Chang Sui'an dismounted and said in front of the car.
Everyone in Xuan Ce's mansion is like a cold-faced devil. My sister would probably have a nightmare if she saw them.
However, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a white and slender hand, and the girl asked him, "Brother, can I go in with you?"
Chang Sui'an was stunned: "I have my father's token, I can do it, but..."
He subconsciously glanced at that majestic place. Regardless of whether his sister was afraid or not—
Chang Sui'an scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "Will my sister attract too much attention if she goes in like this?"
"Of course it's not convenient to go in like this." Chang Suining lowered the car curtain: "Brother, wait a moment."
"Ningning..." Chang Sui'an listened to the rustling sounds in the car. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he could only wait.
Chang Suining didn't keep him waiting for long.
Soon, the car curtain was raised again, and a young man jumped out of the car: "Brother, let's go."
Chang Sui'an widened his eyes in shock.
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