Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 73: Xiangyang Houfu One Day Tour 1

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The old lady Sheng went back to the house, and the two families of Shenghai started the six ceremony. Haijia is the famous gate of Dongyang. Sheng Hong was determined to follow the full set of ancient rituals. When Minglan went to ask for peace, she saw a bunch of sturdy big fat geese on the table of Wang's main hall, so she curiously poked her finger. Poke, the poor Yan'er was gagged, and only rolled his eyes to Minglan with a very character.

"Alive?" Minglan whispered, "Aren't they all carved with lacquer now?"

Rulan has a flat mouth: "The generations of scholarship, just pay attention to it. I caught it a few days ago and raised it as if I was waiting for my ancestor."

Sheng Hong specially invited his friend, Master Liu from Dali Temple went to Haijia to beg for relatives. As Master Hai was about to leave Beijing to take up his post and time was limited, he brought back Miss Haijia’s Eight-character Geng Tie that day, and then Sheng Hong pretended to ask the official media to check the horoscopes that he had known for a long time, and put them in front of the ancestor's tablet for two days. Of course, the result must be auspicious.

Only in this way can we decide to hire, and the marriage is scheduled for next month, the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month.

There were many happy events at the end of the year. This year, Pingning County Lord’s father Xiangyanghou celebrated his 70th birthday, and he opened a banquet. Since the Sheng family is considered a distant relative of the Qi family, Chang Bai has been classmates with Qi Heng for many years, so he invited them together.

In the early morning of this day, Cuiwei picked up Minglan and dressed it up and dressed it in light silver and red, scattered gold tapestry silk, and a long silk skirt with cinnamon powder and pleated makeup. Her rich hair was twisted into a gentle and graceful. The crescent moon hairpin is fixed with a dotted green inlaid precious red gold hairpin, and a small tired silk beaded gorge hairpin is worn by the temple. The hairpin-shaped wings are flat, trembling slightly, and very smart.

This body was newly made in the time of Youyang. When I went to the wife’s room, I saw that the other two orchids were also in new outfits. Molan was covered in light blue with a long silk jacket with magnolia flowers and dark silver embroidery. Lianqing Yuehua skirt, slender waist, surging, clear and graceful, Rulan is a pair of big red butterflies wearing flowers, but also has a prosperous atmosphere.

Wang sitting in the hall and looking for a few words to the three girls, "Be careful, listen more and talk less." Minglan knew that this was talking about Molan, so I took a peek. Not half-different colors.

The carriage hung with thick cotton curtains swayed for more than an hour before arriving at the Hou Mansion in Xiangyang. The door of the Hou Mansion was opened, and a pair of gold sprinkling red couplets were hung, and dense red firecrackers were hoisted high because of Wang's party. As a female guest, she entered through the side door, got out of her carriage and replaced it with the soft sedan in the inner lane of Houfu, and walked for a while before reaching the second door, and the women got off the sedan.

There was a maid waiting for someone at the door, and Wang and others had the opportunity to take a closer look. They only felt that they were suddenly and cheerful, the house was wide and peaceful, and there were small bridges, flowing water and hills and woods in the distance. ; A middle-aged woman led Wang and others all the way in, passed through a barbarian door, and walked slowly along the chaotic veranda. Wang and the girls looked at the surrounding environment with unmoved expressions, only to see carved corridors everywhere. The painting building is really magnificent and rich, that is, the doors, windows and porches are all painted with gold.

Wang was secretly surprised, and blamed the princess Pingning’s eyeballs on the top of his head. Looking at the three girls in a blink of an eye, Mo Lan was envious, and her expression was still calm, but the smile on her face was a bit stiff, and Rulan was much more straightforward. , There was an undisguised look of envy in his eyes, and Wang went to look at Minglan again-suddenly shocked.

I saw that Ming Lan had nothing to do with her face as usual, her attitude was natural and smooth, she didn't look like she was pretending, but she really didn't put the wealth in front of her eyes in her eyes, Wang couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

It's not that Minglan has a high vision. The court work is facing either committing rapists or family ethics tragedies. The staff is depressed, working at Yali University, and the company's annual trip to Minglan has not fallen.

She has been to the Forbidden City, walked through the palace, strolled through the Shenyuan, climbed the Temple of Heaven, and she has seen the world. She only saw the underground palace in "Lord of the Rings 1" in front of the 3D screen. Minglan was "Wow" several times. No way, the west wind is moving eastward, capitalism is invading the world, and modern people's aesthetics of architecture is more Westernized.

The lady in charge assigned to lead the way is eloquent. While walking along the way, while pointing to various sceneries for a brief explanation, Wang smiled casually: "There are many rich and luxurious mansions in the world, and it is rare that your house is elegant. It's really good mountains and rivers, good omen."

Rulan attached to Minglan's ear and said softly: "Sixth sister, here is much better than the eldest brother-in-law's house." Minglan nodded. She has never been to Zhongqin Bo's Mansion. She has no right to speak, and is only regular. walk.

In the ancient upper class, although Qingliu and the powerful had intermarried, they were clearly demarcated. Most of the powerful’s children relied on spontaneous attack or the emperor’s appreciation to find jobs in the army or the garrison forbidden army. Otherwise, they would put a false title in a certain department. However, the scholars took the civil service examination route, children, scholars, scholars, good grades in the imperial academy, average grades in the sixth department or expatriate, so accumulate grades, or become a senior official, or go home to be a squire.

Of course, many children of the gentry’s family don’t care about being officials. The fame test is just to reduce taxes for the family or to add an umbrella; the real key is those Hanlin bachelors who look at low grades. Especially the custard inside.

Since the previous dynasty, the court has established a custom: non-jinshi will not enter the imperial court, and non-hanlin will not enter the cabinet. Therefore, Shu Jishi is also known as the ‘storage prime minister’. In other words, Changbai may rise to the top in the future and go straight to the cabinet.

When Minglan went to bed last night, she felt that a popular wealthy man like Xiangyanghou had a birthday. There was really no need to ask her own family. After a careful measurement, she realized that this was just from the Changbai and Hai family. It's not the case; if Changbai really has a chance to make a fortune in the future, it is always good to make emotional investment earlier, not to mention the amount of investment is not large.

I was thinking about it, and I arrived at the main hall. As Wang and his party had arrived early and the guests hadn’t arrived yet, the princess simply asked Wang to bring the girl to kowtow to the birthday star Weng. As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard it inside. There were bursts of speech and laughter.

Minglan lowered her head and went in. She felt her feet were soft. The room was covered with a thick "Auspicious Fushou" pattern scarlet camel felt blanket. The room was very large. It seemed that several rooms had been opened up. There are many treasures on the surface, and there are many exquisite and luxurious porcelain antiques in the grid.

There was a loud noise in the house, or there were many men and women sitting or standing, talking lively, but the princess Pingning’s smile was still the most penetrating, and it came straight into Minglan’s ears.

"Sister Wang's family, you are here." Princess Pingning walked slowly and smiled at Wang's, with a affectionate attitude.

Wang, who said that it sounds good is down to earth, and that it is unpleasant is short-sighted, since she interrupted the idea of ​​marrying Qi Heng, she felt that the princess had nothing to ask for, so the exchanges were very natural , There is not much flattery and flattery, but can make friends with the princess.

After greetings with the Lord Pingning, Wang immediately saluted an old man sitting above him respectfully, filled his face with a smile, and congratulated him on his birthday: "I wish him good luck to the old man, and wish him good luck. Shoubi Nanshan!"

"Well, get up, get up." Old Master Gu, with white hair, described as a clean, ocher red longevity brocade, he was tall and energetic, and he looked only sixty years old.

He smiled at Wang Clan and said: "When the first emperor, I worked with your father under the governor of Ganshan and Shaanxi. At that time, he was holding the account book all day to calculate the food and grass, and I took the big soldiers. Asking him for something is a quarrel. I saw your eldest brother a few days ago, and he was like your old man, hey...years make people grow old, just a blink of an eye. That’s it."

Speaking of his late father, the corners of Wang's eyes were slightly moist. Pingning County shook the old man and smiled: "Oh, sister Wang is here to pray for birthday. What are you doing?" The old man seems to be very affectionate. The daughter said repeatedly: "Well, I won't say anything, don't take a look at the seat; there are a few little girls in the back, are you girls?"

Wang hurriedly asked the three orchids to come forward and kowtow. The girls hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed their three heads. According to the pre-rehearsal, they all said in a crisp voice: "I wish you a long pine and cypress. Green, happy and long life!"

Old Hou Master Gu received the gift, and Pingning County Master hurriedly asked the maid to hold the tray and present three embroidered pouches. It was regarded as a meeting gift for Master Hou. Ming Lan took the embroidered pouch and raised her eyes slightly, finally she had a chance. Looking up, I saw a lot of young people standing behind the old Houye. The younger ones were only seven or eight years old, and the older ones were only in their early twenties. They looked similar, and they were probably from the Gu family.

Ping Ning County Master pointed at them and smiled: "These are my brothers, nephews and brothers. Because I saw that the front guest hadn’t arrived, they came first to bow their heads to celebrate birthday. We are all our own. There is no need to learn from the Taoist school to avoid suspicion." The rules of the ancient big family, those who are not married are considered minors, and the family's female relatives need not strictly avoid taboos.

Many daughter-in-law girls stood on the other side of the old man, surrounded by jewels and dignified makeup. The county lord of Pingning introduced: "These are all my sisters-in-laws and siblings at home. These are my nieces and big guys. Stop."

The women came up and talked and laughed again, but the three sisters suffered a lot. They were confused and saluted many wives, and then the uncle, brother and brother called a room, Minglan stunned and turned dizzy. , Stood up and turned around, unexpectedly, Rulan, a strong physique, was unsteady and put her weight on Minglan, causing Minglan to almost fall into a dog and chew on the mud. Thanks to her good character, she was able to support her with a smile on her face. Up.

Ming Lan put many brocade bags in her hand. She habitually squeezed them, the weights varied from serious to heavy, and then sneaked a glance at her two sisters. Rulan obviously hadn’t recovered from her dizziness. Lan lowered her head and muttered words in her solemn mouth. Ming Lan leaned over and listened. The corner of her mouth curled up. Oh, she was memorizing the names of these ladies, but the poorest one was Wang. Today, she can lose money. Up.

It was inconvenient for men and women. After saying a few words, the county lord of Binning took the lead to introduce all the female family members to another courtyard. In a spacious lobby room, many high chairs were set up, and then the female family members We sat down separately, and the maid served refreshments and fruits, and then chatted relaxedly, waiting for the guests to arrive one after another while chatting.

Ming Lan sat in a corner obediently, holding a tea bowl to look at the pastel color on top, secretly sighing that it is a boutique; Mo Lan next to me chatted with a girl from the Gu family, and seemed to have known each other a long time ago.

"Why didn't the people from Qi State Government's Mansion come? Oh, didn't come early?" Rulan turned her face to Minglan, but glanced at the girl from the Gu family.

Ming Lan didn't know who she was asking, and the Gu family girl obviously didn't understand. Ming Lan sighed and said casually: "It's about the same as us, in the winter, you want to sleep more, right?"

The Gu's girl over there heard it, and she burst out laughing. She was charming and innocent. She smiled and said to Mo Lan, "Your sister is really funny." Molan smiled. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and then asked pretendingly, "So, eh? Even sister, why didn't Shishi not see Master Laohou's grandson?"

Sister Lian is the niece of the Pingning County lord, but most of the Gu's girls in this house are children under ten years old, and only a few of them are similar in age, so they came to talk.

"My cousin came last night, and he had his birthday this morning. I don't know where to help now." Even the sister pretended to be old-fashioned, and the three girls laughed Up.

With this smile, the four of them sat down and talked together, and even the sister was very talkative, and she talked for a long time about the popular theater troupe in Beijing, the popular style of Huasheng, the young lady in Beijing. The poem meeting... Mo Lanwei sang with her in a very harmonious manner. In fact, Rulan and Mo Lan knew Sister Lian at the same time, but it was obvious that Mo Lan was more sociable, and Ming Lan didn't talk much, and just listened with a smile.

While speaking, Sister Lian looked at Minglan, glance after glance, as if he had something to ask and hesitate, finally couldn't help but say: "I heard your sister say that you were in Dengzhou , Is it best to be with Yu Ge’s granddaughter?"

Ming Lan glanced at Mo Lan, Mo Lan was swept away by Ming Lan's eyes, and moved to sit uncomfortably; Ming Lan turned her head, considering her tone, and said: "It's not the best thing to say, but just say a few more words about love. ."

Sister Lian is a person who can't hide, she immediately said: "Then why would she not marry my second cousin?"

Ming Lan was completely confused in the clouds and mist, and asked, "Who is your second uncle?" Sister Lian was ignorant and anxious when she saw Ming Lan. The son! I was standing next to Lord Hou just now!"

Ming Lan understood in an instant, she leaned back like a sap, and scolded herself as a pig. Just now, she was confused and even forgot about this matter.

The first generation of Xiangyang Hou and Ning Yuanhou were a pair of brothers, but the second generation of Xiangyang Hou had no heir, and somehow he did not adopt a nephew from his own brother, but from the Gu clan of his hometown. A heir who barely crosses the border, Xiangyanghou and Ning Yuanhou have broken off since then, and the names of the descendants are not the same.

However, nowadays, the only son of Old Master Xiangyang has died young, and there is only one daughter of the Pingning princess. When he worked hard until he was 50 or 60 years old, he knew that he would never give birth to a son, so he had to adopt his nephew as an heir. So just now did the old Houye gather such a large group of Gu family children, I am afraid that they are all for this noble title, and even the sister's father is a nephew of the old Houye.

Is there a Yanran ex-fiance among the people standing just now? Damn it, didn't pay attention!

Ming Lan tried hard to recall the scene of Shicai, as if...it seemed..., there were two deer-headed rats in the group of cousins ​​she had worshipped, but was it the head of the deer-headed rat or the rat-headed one? Minglan wanted to scratch her head, she couldn't remember.

"Our two families never talk to each other. This time, my uncle specially invited him. I would like to ask Ning Yuan Hou Ye to help pick an heir; I also saw that family for the first time. His uncle is not Fortunately, I didn’t come; it was the second master and the third master.

Sister Lian raised her head, pursed her mouth, and then continued to ask Ming Lan, "Say, why did Miss Yu's family refuse to marry, have you heard any bad rumors?" Lian Although the sister's words seemed to be worried about her family, she betrayed her with her expression. She was obviously excited and just wanted to know gossip.

Minglan had the first-hand excuses made up by the Yu family, as if she didn’t care, and said lightly: "No, it’s just that the old man Yu Ge had an verbal marriage contract with the Duan family in Dali, and the two were separated from each other. Everyone also forgot. At the beginning of the year, the Duan family wrote to mention this marriage; Yu Ge is always a trustworthy person, so he agreed to the marriage without saying a word."

Sister Lian can hardly hide her disappointment: "Is that so?"

"Yes, what else?" Minglan tried to be more sincere. "In fact, Yu Ge liked the marriage of Ning Yuan Hou's family. Isn't that, the second lady has been promised; is the marriage set? When?"

I couldn't hear the news, sister Lian was very disappointed, shaking her sleeves, and saying casually: "It's set, it's at the end of the first month."

Then turned off the topic and started chatting with Mo Lan Rulan. Ming Lan was relieved, and put her hands together under her sleeves like Wang, and said to herself: Amitabha, thanks to the aftermath work of the Yu family It's good, there is no sound of wind, otherwise I am afraid she will also fold in, and the old gentleman will testify, and she will never be impulsive again.