It would take Ding Youtian several days to go to the provincial and county examinations and back. Jian Ning did not go with him because he could not leave his family. Only the village head and the village guarantor, Mr. Mo and Mr. Chen went with him.
On the day he returned from the college entrance examination, Ding Youtian did not hide anything from Jian Ning. He told her about the policy essay he had written, and then told her, "I'm sorry, there may be no way for you to become a scholar's wife."
"Actually, being a farmer's wife is not bad. What's more, the farmer has some land." Jian Ning raised her face and smiled brightly.
Ding Youtian also smiled, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Think carefully, the top scholar's wife is gone too."
"What about the fields? They're not gone, are they? I was looking forward to boating and admiring the lotus flowers in the summer."
He smiled with his white teeth, "Don't worry, if you are gone, I will plant a pond of lotus flowers for you in the lake of my heart, and they will bloom for you all year round."
A few days later, the results of the college entrance examination were announced, and news came that Ding Youtian had come in last. Jian Ning moved the big bed in the east room to the main room that same day. In the afternoon, he went to town alone.
When Dabao came home from school, he saw that the bed in his room had been replaced with a small bed. At the dinner table, he saw his father with a very happy face. He was secretly wondering, his parents had already gone to bed in the same room, why was his father still so happy as if he was a groom?
Thinking of his father's failure to become a Tongsheng this time, Dabao suddenly looked at Jian Ning and said, "Mom, don't worry. My dad is not good enough. I will leave it to you to win the imperial edict for me in the future. I will definitely not disappoint you like you did."
"What are you talking about, kid?" Ding Youtian dropped the chopsticks in his hand on his head, "Eat your meal, what do you mean your father is not good enough? It's your mother who decides whether your father is good enough or not."
Jian Ning rolled her eyes at him and said, "I can't even stop you from talking while eating. If you try to break my son's head, I'll see if I can forgive you."
After dinner, Jian Ning locked herself in her room for a long time, and locked the door after she came out. After the story was finished and the three Ma brothers went home, she went to wash up. When Ding Youtian came back to the room, she lifted the curtain of the inner room and her eyes suddenly brightened.
A big red wedding curtain was hung above the bed, with red lanterns hanging on both sides. A pair of big red wedding candles were quietly burning on the chest of drawers beside the bed. Jane Ning, wearing a big red wedding dress and a wedding veil, sat on the edge of the bed. A big red wedding robe was folded on her right.
Ding Youtian felt a warm feeling in his heart. He changed into his wedding robe and took the wedding scale from a high-legged stool at the end of the bed. There was a vase on the stool with blue and yellow chrysanthemums in it. The faint fragrance of flowers filled the room.
He was about to lift his veil with a smile when his eyes fell on the embroidered shoes that were exposed from under Jian Ning's skirt. "What a pair of big feet."
He blurted out, and lightly touched Jane Ning's embroidered shoes with his toes.
Jian Ning lifted her veil and stared at him shyly with her black eyes. "I'll give you a chance. Say it again."
"Whose wife is this? What a pair of small and delicate feet." After he said that, he tapped Jane Ning's shoes with the scale in his hand, then leaned over and hugged her feet with one hand, suddenly lifted them up, flipped her over on the bed, and then pressed on her.
The wedding curtain fell, covering the bed full of spring beauty.
"thumping!"
The red candles burst into sparks, stirring up the charming atmosphere in the room.
In the early morning, Jian Ning woke up. As she moved slightly, she felt a tightness around her waist, and he came closer to her.
She whimpered, frowned, and whispered, "Again?"
He said nothing, just placed a kiss on her forehead, and invaded her directly from the side, gently and softly, not as wild and rapid as at night. As they lingered and lingered, the creaking of the bed played the primitive and timeless melody of mankind.
After they were done, he held her in one arm and with the other hand, he used his fingers to hook her long black hair that was scattered on the pillow and wrapped it around her. Glancing sideways, he saw that her face was as rosy as a peach and her eyes were as charming as silk. He couldn't help but kiss her forehead again.
She snuggled into his arms like a kitten, then hooked her arms around his neck and rubbed her face against his Adam's apple.
"Well, you want more? But you're still not satisfied?" He said jokingly with a low, hoarse voice and a magnetic tone, lowering his eyebrows.
"Go to hell!" Jane Ning lifted the quilt and sat up, then screamed and quickly shrank back into the quilt.
"It's too late. This is not up to you." He also got under the quilt. After a commotion, Jane Ning listened to the noise in the yard. Ma Xiaomai and the four little ones were already practicing. She punched Ding Youtian lightly on the chest and said, "It's all your fault."
He chuckled, "It's okay. Let me tell them that you're feeling a little unwell. You can take a rest this morning. I'll make breakfast, and you can just lie back and relax."
"Hate it! I'm fine, what's wrong with me?"
"Yeah, what exactly is wrong, what do you think?"
As he was talking, his hands started to get naughty again. Jian Ning kicked him under the quilt and said, "Get out!"
Ding Youtian got up, dressed, and before he left, he lifted the door curtain and turned around again. "The new one seems to be pretty good. It's easy to use."
Huh? Jane Ning didn't react at first, but when she saw him laughing in a frivolous way, she suddenly realized the time she had tricked him with a urinary catheter. She grabbed the pillow and threw it at him, "Get out!"
He sneered and left.
Jian Ning also got up. The breakfast made by Ding Youtian was too simple. Breakfast should be eaten well. She didn't want the four little ones to have a casual breakfast.
She came out of the room and saw Ding Peng coming in, talking to Ding Youtian on the porch. Ding Peng was the eldest son of the eldest son, Ding Youwang. He was sixteen years old, half a head shorter than Ding Youtian, and wore a blue-gray turban on his head. He was a well-proportioned, sturdy young man.
Among Old Ding's sons, only the third and fifth sons looked like Meng, while the others all looked like Old Ding, except that Ding Youtian was the most outstanding and different from others.
Ding Peng came to deliver a message at the request of his mother Liu and his third aunt Gao. Gao originally wanted to send her youngest son Ding Quan, but Ding Quan didn't dare to come because he was afraid of being beaten.
Since he didn't come, Gao had to go to Liu and send Ding Peng.
Ding Peng told Ding Youtian that his grandparents were planning to go to the county government to sue him, and they also wanted to take over the winery and the half hectare of land.
"Then I'll be leaving, Uncle Youtian, Aunt Youtian." After conveying the message, he bowed to Ding Youtian and Jian Ning respectively, then looked at the four little ones who were practicing martial arts, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and then strode away.
"Don't pay any attention to them. Let them do whatever they want." Ding Youtian said and went to the kitchen. Jian Ning followed him. "Let them do whatever they want. I don't care."
At this time, the Taifu Mansion in the capital, who had been traveling by water for several days and then by land for a whole night, pulled the reins forward, dismounted, threw the reins to the servant who came forward, and walked quickly towards the gate.
Xiang Qian brought the policy paper of Ding Youtian that Huo Jincheng had asked someone to copy. When the Grand Tutor returned to the mansion after court, he met with the Grand Tutor and presented Ding Youtian's policy paper.
After reading it, the Grand Tutor put the policy paper on the table, frowned and pondered for a while, then picked it up again and read it carefully. Then he ordered Lai Xi to prepare a sedan chair, put the policy paper in the palace, and went straight to the East Palace.
"Your Highness, I have an essay on the Book of Filial Piety. Your Highness may wish to take a look at it." After the prince arrived, the Grand Tutor took out Ding Youtian's essay from his sleeve.
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