Chapter 102: Maintaining Harmony



Chapter 102: Maintaining Harmony

Chapter 102: Maintaining Harmony

The old lady smiled happily and sent Gu Changqing to Yun Ge'er.

"You two should discuss it further, and then we should go to the Shangshu Mansion to propose marriage."

"yes!"

Gu Changqing was in a good mood, thinking that Su Jin was good at educating her. They were obviously daughters, but Ruyu did such a disgraceful thing, while Suiyu brought honor to the Marquis's Mansion. It was great that she was favored by the eldest princess's youngest son.

Besides, Yun Ge'er's marriage is not bad, but it is still not as good as Sui Yu's. After all, the Shangshu Mansion is not as popular as the Grand Princess's royal relative.

Gu Changqing entered Luoxuexuan again.

Lin Wanhui just happened to have finished reading the betrothal gift list. She sat there quietly with only one line of words in her head.

Su Jin, you didn't tamper with the betrothal gift list?

Is this possible?

Everyone on the pleasure boat at Jinming Lake was staring at her like that.

Lin Wanhui was in a very bad mood.

I feel disappointed and unhappy, and I just can't be happy.

As for whether Lin Wanhui was happy or not, Su Jin didn't care. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the roses in the yard were blooming. She instructed An Xiaoniang to collect the flowers and soak them in oil so that they could be used in the future.

In short, don't even think of wasting any of the flowers in her yard.

Xiaoniang An came over with a basket of specially selected delicate petals and said with a smile, "These are for Madam to make rose wine, and the rest will be used to make rose jam."

Su Jin nodded: "Very good."

Isn’t it great? Her saliva is about to flow down.

"The fourth young lady is very skillful. The pair of shoes she embroidered for the eldest lady are really beautiful."

Jin Chuan touched the stitches on the shoe upper and could only say that Gu Sui Yu was a really good girl who did everything very well. The day before yesterday, she gave her a fan embroidered by her and her son, which the lady was holding in her hand. Recently, she gave her a pair of shoe uppers as well, and it was just right that she was busy sewing the soles, so that she could have a pair of beautiful embroidered shoes.

Su Jin took a look and found that the toe of the shoe was slightly tilted, and the color of the fabric and the color of the silk thread matched very beautifully. The moon-white upper, blue pattern, and lots of white space gave it a sense of freehand landscape painting. It made people feel that the person who embroidered this pair of shoes was not only dexterous, but also had aesthetic vision.

“It’s well embroidered.”

The original embroidery work was pretty good, but she was just too lazy to do it and wouldn't embroider even if you asked her to.

"By the way, that box of pearls would look better if it were decorated with a few more."

Su Jin thought about the box of pearls that the old lady gave her. Why keep it if she doesn't use it?

Jin Chuan's eyes lit up and she said happily, "Madam, you have good taste. It will look even better if you add pearls to it. I'll go get it now."

Jin Chuan ran away like the fly, then hurried back, opened the box, and the pearls inside emitted a faint pearlescent light, attracting the attention of everyone around.

“This one is so big!”

"It's a reward from the old lady. Let our lady do as she pleases!"

"Sister Jinchuan, it would be nice to have a row of them here."

"I think it would look better if it was scattered and decorated."

Su Jin fanned herself and listened to the maids and old women talking, becoming more and more drowsy.

Days like this are really nice.

Su Jin was leisurely and comfortable, but it was obvious that some people could not be so leisurely and comfortable.

During the morning court session in the Purple Palace, Gu Zhao was qualified to stand in the main hall, but Gu Changqing was only a fifth-rank official, a nominal position, so he had nothing to report to the emperor about his work. Therefore, there were sixth-rank officials who were not as high-ranking as him, but they could stand in the Purple Palace and talk freely, while he, a fifth-rank official, could only stand outside and stare blankly.

Sometimes, official rank doesn’t actually mean anything, but what’s really useful is how important your position is.

Gu Changqing's position is dispensable and unimportant.

Gu Changqing stood respectfully, and did not dare to act casually even outside the store. There were imperial censors in charge of supervision around him. If he was not careful, he would be noted in his little notebook. He didn't know what was waiting for him.

After waiting for a long time, the court was over. The colleagues around him said goodbye to each other and went out, but Gu Changqing did not leave. Instead, he stood at the door waiting.

"Are you not leaving yet?" Gu Zhao asked when he saw his son. Gu Changqing smiled and said, "There are some things to do. Father, please go back first."

"Um."

Gu Zhao nodded and walked away slowly.

Gu Changqing waited for a while before Yin Qing came.

Yin Qing was born in a martial arts school, but he has delicate features, a tall and slender figure, and especially fair skin, which sets off his dark eyes. He looks like a handsome military commander. No wonder the Grand Princess fell in love with him, sometimes having good looks is also an advantage.

"Master Yin!"

Gu Changqing cupped his hands, and Yin Qing quickly raised his hand as well: "Master Gu."

Although his official position was not as high as his own, he was still the son of Marquis Yong'an, so Yin Qing still gave him face.

The smile on Gu Changqing's face widened a little more, and he made a gesture of invitation, obviously wanting to talk while walking.

"Together, together!"

Yin Qing greeted them, and the two of them walked out in a very peaceful manner.

"Master Yin, have you heard about what happened at Jinming Lake?"

On the Jinming Pond?

Yin Qing immediately thought of a certain family's third daughter who danced the Green Waist Dance and was beaten, which caused her old father to be fined a month's salary.

But this is probably not what Gu Changqing was talking about.

Yin Qing asked: "Are you talking about my son?"

Two major events happened at Jinmingchi that day.

Gu Ruyu was beaten and some people fined her salary. The second thing was that her youngest son beat up Ma Guang, the son of Ma Wencai, the Third Secretary, and threatened to marry the fourth daughter of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion. Ahem...

Yin Qing lowered his head and coughed.

He and Ma Wencai had the same rank, but even so, Ma Wencai's son was beaten. It was his son Ma Guang who had spoken rudely before. Besides, his wife was the eldest princess, the emperor's aunt. Ma Wencai was also sensible and did not complain to the emperor, and did not even say a word.

The matter was let go tacitly by everyone, no one mentioned it, and everything was fine.

As for the fourth young lady of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion, this is more tricky.

Yin Qing always acted as if nothing had happened. As long as no one mentioned it, he would pretend not to know and try to maintain harmony.

But who would have thought that Gu Changqing would come in person.

But it’s better this way, now things are clear.

If Gu Changqing doesn't come, it proves that the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion doesn't want to establish a relationship with them. Then everyone can just pretend that nothing happened, and they can all live in harmony in the future.

But now that Gu Changqing is here, we can’t just ignore this matter. We have to sit down and have a good chat.

Yin Qing stared at Gu Changqing with a smile.

This man doesn't have much ability, but he still wants to climb up. But this is understandable. After all, some people are more ambitious about their careers.

But hasn’t the Marquis’ Mansion already found a good marriage?

Yin Qing walked and said, "I heard that the Marquis' Mansion and the Shangshu Mansion are getting married. You must treat me to a glass of wedding wine when the time comes."


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