Chapter 167: Love makes people feel inferior
Lu Mingchao showed a helpless look.
As for the male members of the Xie family, the old lady is over 70 years old and can be the ancestor of Wei Tang; Xie Ru'an is still an old man with gray hair and his biggest worry every day is when he can eat grapes as he pleases; as for Shuyuan, who is not yet on the Xie family tree, he is in his thirties and does not look obviously old. He is handsome and educated, but the key is to purify himself.
Could it be possible to let Wei Tang, who is not even 29 years old, marry Shu Yuan?
Especially since Wei Tang's heart has not yet been cleared up, the name Lu Yao occupies the heart of Wei Tang.
And Shu was willing to regard Lu Yao as a friend.
If she dared to make any rash moves, she was afraid that Shu Yuan would get angry and arrange for Yin Wei to kill her.
Shu Yuan, who has experienced many ups and downs in life, is not a soft-hearted person.
Lu Mingchao said quietly, "Xie Yan was originally a refugee who came here to escape famine. He was able to settle down here thanks to the court's lenient policies. Most of his brothers and uncles did not escape the disaster. Only his elder brother, who is almost thirty years old, came here not long ago after asking for directions."
As soon as the words came out, Wei Tang reacted and realized that he had said something wrong and it was not reasonable.
Seeing this, he went with the flow and said, "I am the one who is looking for a place to stay. I am just making a fool of myself."
Lu Mingchao raised his eyebrows and said, "Marriage affects a woman's entire life, so it's only natural that she should pay more attention to it."
Wei Tang felt that Lu Mingchao's every frown and smile was extremely charming and to her liking, just like an uncarved sacred stone in the mountains, which was very lovable.
If she were a man, she would have to arm wrestle with Xie Yan!
Inside the carriage, the charcoal basin was boiling, and the hot steam was rising up, making Wei Tang's cheeks red and his eyes wet.
Lu Mingchao sighed softly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Tang, "Sister Wei, why do you have to be sad in secret?"
Wei Tang tilted his head silently, his crystal tears quietly sliding down, lightly touching the charcoal basin, stirring up a wisp of white smoke.
I can understand it intellectually, but I can't get over it emotionally.
I feel that Lu Yao deserves the best person, but I am unwilling to accept that she cannot be the best person.
The wheels rolled and the carriage continued to move forward.
After a long while, Wei Tang whispered, "I just blame myself for not being more dazzling."
Lu Mingchao: As expected, love makes people blind and makes them feel inferior.
Is Wei Tang bad?
Not bad after all.
She has a pretty appearance, a kind heart, and is literate.
Although he lives in the small Lotus Town, his ancestors have been officials for generations. Although he is currently in decline and the day of his recovery is uncertain, he can still be considered a descendant of a scholarly family and an official.
Objectively speaking, Lu Yao is worthy of this role.
But Lu Yao wanted to rise to the top and kill Lu Minghui, but he had no romantic feelings for her.
"Sister Wei, don't underestimate yourself. It's just that we are not destined to be together."
Lu Mingchao advised in a gentle voice.
"In the end, people need to look forward and move forward."
Wei Tang held Lu Mingchao's arm and said calmly and firmly, "I will look forward."
The carriage fell into a long silence.
In this quietness, Wei Tang gradually adjusted his mood.
Thinking clearly is not far from being open-minded.
The carriage stopped outside a small, exquisite rouge shop that was filled with fragrance.
Lu Mingchao looked up at the Wei family emblem on the corner of the plaque: "Chengjianxue?"
"I passed by here several times before, but I didn't notice when the name was changed."
"The plaque was just hung up three days ago." Wei Tang's face was no longer sad, and his sparkling eyes were like the jade inlaid on a rouge box. "This rouge shop was originally owned by Mr. Zhang in the town, and its name was Wanxia Pavilion."
"Maybe something happened to the Zhang family. Old Mrs. Zhang sold off the fertile farmland and shops under her name. She was in a hurry, so the price was relatively low. My mother took over two of the shops and said that she wanted to give me some dowry."
"A rouge shop and a garment shop."
"Since the shop was under my name, I decided to change its name. Wanxia Pavilion became Chengjianxue, and Yuyifang became Sumeifang."
"Once you enter and take a look, you will understand why I changed the name."
Inside the Rouge Shop, an exquisite double-sided embroidered screen cleverly divides it into two spaces. On one side of the screen, there is a painting of snow drifting across the sky, with tall green pines and proud red plum blossoms, which are even more resilient and elegant in the frost.
The other side depicts the scenery of the first clear day after the snow, with the red sun rising in the east and the white snow, the two complement each other, forming a beautiful picture of red and white.
This screen is quite nice.
Lu Mingchao gave a fair evaluation in his heart.
I thought this in my heart and said it out loud.
Wei Tang raised his chin proudly and said, "I embroidered it!"
Lu Mingchao's beautiful eyes are shining. "The embroidery is exquisite, the composition is rigorous and grand, the needlework is exquisite, and the embroidery is like a painting. It is worthy of being called a master."
"Looking at the style, is it Hunan embroidery?"
Wei Tang blinked and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, it's Xiang Xiu."
"The high officials in the capital of Daqian admired Su Xiu, and the others followed suit. Su Xiu became famous, and the rest of the embroidery gradually declined."
"My mother is from northern Hunan and is good at Hunan embroidery. When I was young, I learned needlework and embroidery from her and did not look for another teacher."
"Sister Mingchao also has research and knowledge of Xiang embroidery?"
Lu Mingchao pursed his lips and smiled softly, "I know a thing or two."
"I'm not afraid of Sister Wei's jokes. I'm familiar with the theory and I'm a complete mess when it comes to needlework."
A giant in theory, a dwarf in practice.
Wei Tang waved his hands, took out a lot of bags and said, "It's okay. If Ming Chao likes it, I'm happy to help."
Wei Tang led Lu Mingchao to sit down next to a tea table and chairs behind a screen. There was a window on the wall beside them, which was half-closed, and they could faintly hear the noise from the back street.
Lu Mingchao simply raised his hand and opened the window, and the wind rushed in. The charcoal pot was burning too vigorously at this time, and it was not as cold as he had imagined. Instead, it added a bit of the flavor of a breeze blowing on his face.
The owner of the rouge shop came in holding a tray of rouge and placed them one by one on the wooden table in front of the two of them. The fragrance of rouge blended into the wind, giving the illusion that a garden was filled with blooming flowers in spring.
Wei Tang lowered her eyebrows and slowly applied rouge on the back of her hands and wrists, comparing them one by one, her delicate brows sometimes slightly frowned and sometimes relaxed.
Through the window, Lu Mingchao looked at the back street.
People on the streets in winter seem to be in a hurry.
It's not busy, it's cold.
After Wei Tang carefully selected her favorite rouge, Lu Ming opened his red lips and slowly said, "Let's go out for a walk?"
As Wei Tang nodded, he waved his hand, put the selected rouge on the table into a wooden box and handed it to Lu Mingchao.
Lu Mingchao: ???
Wei Tang smiled and explained, "Ming Chao's sister is as white as jade and as smooth as cream. She looks good with light or heavy makeup."
"Next." Wei Tang continued, "When you got married, we didn't have the chance to see you, so we couldn't prepare gifts to celebrate in time. My sister promised me a chance to make up for this regret and present a gift from my heart."
"Otherwise, when I get married in the future, I will be embarrassed to accept a gift from my sister from the Ming Dynasty."
After hearing what Wei Tang said, Lu Mingchao no longer refused.
The wooden box was placed on the carriage, and Lu Mingchao and Wei Tang walked along the most prosperous and bustling street in Lianhua Town, where many shops were located.
I have to say that Mr. Zhang’s takeout is really clean.
There are dozens of shops on one street, but no Zhang family emblem.
I believe in Ming Dynasty sister】