27 Chinese New Year
◎You are not young anymore, it is time for you to get married and have children◎
Huang was surprised and asked, "How is it different?"
Pei Ming frowned as he recalled, "I only caught a glimpse of her from afar that day. I remember Miss Chu Er was wearing a pink dress, somewhat ostentatiously dressed, and didn't look shrewd or intelligent."
Huang hesitated and said, "My little girl likes bright colors, which is not wrong."
"A Ming, be careful with your words and don't judge people by their appearance." Young Master Pei, who was sitting next to him, looked disapproving.
Pei Ming pursed his lips, feeling completely out of sync with his elder brother. He then changed the subject and looked at his father: "Dad, why are you suddenly concerned about this?"
Huang also looked at her husband curiously.
Minister Pei picked up a cloth and slowly wiped his mouth. His eyes fell on his nephew, who had remained silent across the table. "Ayue is not young anymore. It's time for him to get married and start a family."
The sound of dishes and chopsticks on the table stopped for a moment. The man in black who was called lowered his eyes, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Minister Pei sighed, "Urgent news from the border: the Turks have become more and more arrogant recently. I'm afraid His Majesty can't tolerate it for much longer." He glanced at Pei Yue, turned his head away, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it in silence.
"Your marriage must be settled as soon as possible."
The cheerful atmosphere just now turned dull. Everyone stopped talking and just stared at the dishes in front of them, as if they could see a flower in the food.
Huang hadn't expected the topic to veer off like this. She smiled at everyone and waved, "Alright, alright, have you all finished eating? Once you're done, we can all go back and rest. It's a rare day off, so get some rest early."
Then he reached out and pulled Pei Shangshu up, and walked to the back room: "I see that the master has had several glasses of wine and is a little drunk. It's better to rest early!"
Entering the inner room, Huang loosened her grip on her husband's hand and complained in a low voice, "We're having a nice family dinner, why are you saying all that? You know Ah Yue doesn't care about any of this."
Pei Yue was only nine years old when he was brought back to the capital, two years younger than her eldest son. The child lost his parents at such a young age, and she felt sorry for him, so she always treated him like her own son, and provided him with the same food, clothing and other expenses as Pei Li and Pei Ming.
Minister Pei wiped his face with his hand, turned his head, looked at his wife, and said quietly, "My second brother died at the hands of the Turks. In the end, only a cenotaph was left! Not even a body! This kid, Ah Yue, has been practicing martial arts at the crack of dawn every day since the first day he moved in. He even insisted on going to the military camp. Don't you know why?"
Huang then noticed that Minister Pei's eyes were a little red, and listened to him continue.
"If His Majesty wants to fight in the north, he will definitely ask for it. If something happens to him, the second branch will be extinct! How can I face my parents and my second brother and his wife in the afterlife a hundred years from now? I won't stop him from seeking revenge, but at least, at least leave a seed!"
Huang's eyes also turned red. She bit her lip and choked out a sob, "Does he have to go? What if you absolutely refuse to let him go?"
"Ah," Minister Pei sighed, sat down on the bed and rubbed his forehead, saying, "Doctor Chu just mentioned his second daughter to me yesterday. You should go and ask about her."
Huang responded humbly.
At the dining table outside.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, Mr. Pei blinked and scurried out, leaving the room to his eldest brother and cousin.
"Everyone understands what you're thinking, and you should also understand what Dad is thinking." Young Master Pei reached out and took the wine cup, poured two glasses of wine, one in front of himself and the other in front of his cousin.
The wine in the celadon wine glass rippled slightly, creating a few circles of ripples.
Pei Yue reached out to take the wine, rubbing it lightly with his fingertips. He raised his eyes to look at Pei Li and said in a deep voice, "Brother, swords have no eyes on the battlefield. If I die, wouldn't it be another poor person who died?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind came and blew open the door, which was not closed tightly. The black hair on the man's forehead was slightly blown up and swept across his peach blossom eyes with sharp creases.
Pei Li thought to himself that Dad was doing this because he was afraid that something might happen to you, but he couldn't say it so bluntly.
He stood up and closed the door, muttering gently, "You're not young anymore. It's time for you to get married and have children. If your uncle knew about this, he certainly wouldn't want you to be alone. Revenge and having children don't conflict. Now that you have a wife and children, you should focus on working hard and living a good life, right?"
Then, he turned around and looked at Pei Yue steadily: "You have to get married before going to the battlefield, otherwise Dad will never let you go."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the man finally turned his head, tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass, stood up, grabbed the black cloak draped over the back of the chair, pushed the door open and left, leaving only a word.
"good."
A cold breeze blew into the main room, causing the candlelight to flicker. Pei Li looked at the door that opened and closed, smiled and shook his head. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up two fried silver fish, putting them into his mouth. He muttered to himself, "This cold and hard temper, like a sullen gourd, I wonder if he got it from my uncle or my aunt."
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Time flies like flowing water, passing by in the blink of an eye, and the Spring Festival is here in a flash.
Chu's father had approached Chu Yufu two weeks ago, saying he would find a better match for her after the Lunar New Year. She acted nervous and cautiously inquired about the family's young master, and Chu's father told her that he was a nephew of the Pei family.
After hearing this, Chu Yufu calmed down and complimented him obediently: "Father, what you choose must be good." This comforted Chu's father and he felt that his second daughter was very sensible.
It had been less than two months since she broke off her engagement with the Li family, and Chu's father had told her not to tell anyone, saying he would make his own arrangements after the New Year. Thus, apart from the few people involved, no one else knew about the marriage.
Back at the Marquis' Mansion, Madam Jiang's health was getting better day by day, and the Marquis' Mansion treated Chu Yufu more politely and cordially, sending her snacks and jewelry from time to time. Miss Zhao Wu always went to the door to greet her in person, and over time they became friends.
When New Year's Eve was approaching, the Marquis felt that it was unlucky to have acupuncture during the New Year, so he discussed with her whether acupuncture could be stopped for half a decade. After evaluation, Chu Yufu felt that it would be fine to stop for a few days and readily agreed.
The capital city was decorated with lights and lanterns, and everyone was preparing for the New Year.
Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Chu Yufu was unable to sleep in. Before the hour of dawn, she was woken up by her maid to get dressed.
As soon as she drew aside the curtain and sat down in front of the dressing table, Yunsui brought a tray with writing brush, ink, and red paper on it. Lanzhu happily handed her the paper and writing brush, "Miss, write the note to ward off disasters."
Chu Yufu happily picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and wrote eight words in one stroke: Eat well, drink well, and live a long life.
Yunsui took the red paper, placed it in the incense burner, and lit it. As she did so, she smiled and said, "Eat well, drink well, and live a long life? Your wishes, young lady, are truly unique!"
I remember when I was serving Mrs. Wu last year, she wrote: A bright future, peace and wealth.
Lan Zhu chuckled and said, "Miss, this wish couldn't be simpler!"
As they spoke, the two of them worked together to dress Chu Yufu.
She wore an apricot brocade jacket, a gold-printed pleated skirt, a red lantern-shaped short-sleeved top, and a gold comb in her hair. The girl in the mirror, dressed like this, looked less delicate and more bright, appearing healthy and healthy.
After the ceremony, Chu Yufu called over Yinsuo, who was making tea next door. She opened the jewelry box on her dressing table, took out three red velvet flowers she had prepared earlier, and handed them to the three little girls with a smile: "It's a happy day, let's all have fun together."
The little girls happily held the velvet flowers and rushed to the front of the mirror to put them on their heads.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!
At this time, a string of firecrackers came from outside the courtyard wall, full of the festive atmosphere of the New Year!
【Author’s words】
I would repent every night and wonder why I didn’t write a few more words, but during the day, I would have so much fun playing that I didn’t want to leave.
This behavior reminds me of Mr. Hu Shi’s diary.
Playing cards on July 13
Playing cards on July 14th
Playing cards on July 15th
July 16th: Hu Shih-chih, Hu Shih-chih! How could you have fallen so low?! Have you forgotten all about the study plan you set earlier? This can't go on!
Playing cards on July 17
The big names are like this, and so am I, no exception. Hey, Qianshui Ling, ah Qianshui Ling, tomorrow I will definitely update 4,000 words that day! Don't let this degenerate again! [Pigeon]
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