Chapter 083: Got Caught with a Sore Foot
Listening to Yang Zhaocai's words, Qin Mu pretended to be surprised on his face, but he secretly enjoyed himself in his heart, he liked that guy Tian Yimu more and more.
Unexpectedly, this guy who is not close to his grandmother and uncle is not hurt, not only has two brushes for handling money, food and government affairs, but also does the work of instigating behind enemy lines, and the stinky and hard Yang Tinglin fell into the ocean of the people's war.
Qin Mu felt that he should be more reserved at this time, so he showed a shy smile and said, "Steward Yang, is this a little hasty?" Huo Qubing said well, the Huns have not been destroyed, how can they be home. Now the livelihood of the people in southern Gannan is still very difficult, and the official is welcome his relatives and hold wine at this time, I am afraid that it is a little inappropriate. β
Yang Zhaocai replied without humility or arrogance: "If you don't sweep a room, how can you sweep the world?" Lord Qin has the heart to help the people, and he needs to get married and settle down first, so that he can have no worries and help the people. β
Yang Zhaocai's words were like an initiation, which made Qin Mu suddenly realize: "Steward Yang is reasonable, reasonable, this family matter will be done according to what the prefect said." β
Yang Zhaocai nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Lord Qin led the army to Nanchang, heroically saved the beauty, and performed a touching deed that can be sung and cried." β
"Uh, what does Steward Yang mean by that?"
"Lord Qin, now there is a lot of discussion in Ganzhou City, and they all say that Lord Qin's heroic act of saving beauty is a good story for the ages, but Lord Qin has become a hero, but I don't know if Lord Qin has ever thought about my young lady's feelings? This matter is spreading so much, how can my young lady be embarrassed? Where will my lord's face go? In order to eliminate this bad influence, my lord meant that the wedding of Lord Qin marrying my young lady must be grand. β
"It should be, it should be." Qin Mu replied repeatedly.
It is said that he and Yang Zhi have just made a marriage contract, and before they have even visited the church to get married, they made a farce of rushing to the crown and being angry, this red face is not Yang Zhi, it really makes it difficult for Yang Zhi to be a person, and now the wedding is grander, which can be regarded as some compensation for her.
"My lord said that this marriage ceremony must be held in Ganzhou City."
"Uh, weishenme?"
βweishenmeοΌ Isn't Lord Qin still unclear? You sacrificed your life to Nanchang Mansion for a fireworks woman, but did you want to take my young lady out of Ganzhou City quietly? Compared with the two, how can you make my young lady hold her head up and be a person in the future? Therefore, this wedding must be held in the city of Ganzhou, and it will be lively, and the officials and gentry of Ganzhou will be invited to participate. β
"Okay, well, I'll leave it all up to the prefect." Qin Mu was caught with a sore foot, so he had to agree to come down.
Besides, where is this wedding going to be held? Go to Ganzhou to do it, there are many officials and gentry there, and when the time comes, you can get a lot more income with red envelopes, which is still very cost-effective.
After letting people take Yang Zhaocai down to settle down, Qin Mu immediately brought the triangular eye field one acre.
Hearing that it was done, Tian Yimu was also very happy, although he has not received a salary from a big boy so far, but Qin Mu has become more and more dependent on him, which means that his future is getting brighter and brighter.
"One acre, you can contribute to this matter so quickly, but don't be complacent, I faintly feel a little strange about this, but I think about it, and I can't think of what the problem is, tomorrow you go to Ganzhou to prepare, keep an eye on everything, and wait for the official to marry his daughter-in-law back, naturally you will have to remember your credit."
Tian Yimu shook his beard, got up and said diligently: "Thank you for your trust, my subordinates would like to congratulate the county lord and the county lord, rest assured, my subordinates will go to Ganzhou tomorrow to prepare and ensure that things are done properly." β
"One acre, don't you think this thing is a little weird?"
"What does the county lord refer to?"
"I know why I'm asking you?"
"This subordinate doesn't think there's anything wrong, the prefect is haunted by rumors, and asks to go to Ganzhou to make a ceremony, in order to block the mouth of the world, this is also human nature, adults don't have to care too much."
"Well, the auspicious day is seven days later, counting the time spent on the road, there is not much time left to prepare, so be it, you will rush to Ganzhou tomorrow to prepare."
Qin Mu ordered that after finishing the field of one acre, he went back to the back office to talk to Li Xiangjun about this matter.
Although limited to the concept of etiquette and religion in this era, it is impossible for Li Xiangjun to be a wife, but as a descendant, he still can't say anything if he wants to tell a woman that he wants to marry another woman.
Li Xiangjun was very open-minded, and congratulated him with a smile: "Congratulations to Qin Lang, congratulations to Qin Lang, Yang Zhifu was born in Hanlin, knowledgeable, and upright, Miss Yang was born in such a family, she must be virtuous and virtuous, and she is a match made in heaven with Qin Lang."
"Okay, Xiang-kun." Qin Mu took one of her plain hands, and slowly walked along the corridor to the backyard, the roses on the arch were like covers, and the quiet back garden was filled with the fragrance of a wisp of grass blades, "I am very sorry in my heart, I have wronged Xiangjun you." β
"Qin Lang, don't say that." Li Xiangjun turned to him, held his hand tightly, and said with a hint of trepidation, "It is already a great sin to be a slave and humiliate the ancestors, and now that Meng Qinlang does not give up, how dare you look at the position of the main room again?" Qin Lang said this again, the slave was really embarrassed. β
Seeing that she was actually panicked, Qin Mu was inexplicably a little heartbroken, "Xiangjun, don't get me wrong, I didn't say that you have the heart to watch the main room, I just want to tell you that you are very important to me, so I can't see you being wronged at all." β
"Slaves are not aggrieved" After saying this, two tears silently slipped down Li Xiangjun's smiling face.
Qin Mu stretched his hand to catch the crystal tears and presented them to him, as if presenting two precious pearls, "Xiangjun, you have to promise me, these are your two tears in this life, from now on, what I want to see every day is your heartfelt smile." β
"The slave promises you." Li Xiangjun tried her best to keep smiling, but in the end she couldn't help but "Wow!" With a bang, she threw herself into his arms and cried like a mess, her petite body drilled into Qin Mu's arms as much as possible, as if she wanted to melt herself into his body.
The early autumn wind rustled the grass and trees in the back garden, and two pink butterflies flew into the mossy courtyard wall and danced among the morning glories
Qiao'er came back from the market, with a double bun on her head, and a bamboo basket in her hand, which contained a handful of green vegetables, two fresh bamboo shoots, a small piece of meat, and a few eggs.
"Ouch, my little ancestor, did it hurt? Sin, sin"
"It's okay, the eggs aren't rotten." Qiao'er lowered her head to check the basket and said, "Uncle Tian, you usually walk with three steps and three shakes, why do you seem to be being chased today?" Did something happen? β
"There's really something, it's just a happy event, Governor Yang sent a housekeeper to discuss the family affairs of the two families, the wedding date is set for seven days later, time is tight, uncle, I have to rush to Ganzhou tomorrow to prepare for the wedding"
"Seven days later? Yikes! Qiao'er didn't wait for her to finish, and ran to the second hall with her skirt.
As soon as Qin Mu came out of the backyard, he saw her fluttering, her clothes fluttering, and many greens in the basket had fallen out.
"Girl, are you a goddess or are you being chased by a mad dog?"
"Hee-hee, Childe, you're going to marry Sister Zhi'er, right? Is it? β
"I just don't understand, it's me who married my daughter-in-law, what the hell are you excited about? Those who don't know think you're the one who marries a daughter-in-law. Qin Mu stopped, pinched his chin and looked Qiao'er up and down with a flushed face.
Qiao'er's bright eyes were full of smiles, and she couldn't stop it: "Childe, people are wrong, it's not a marriage, it's it"
"What is it?"
"Snatch the kiss, didn't the son say that he would take someone to rob the kiss."
"Our slogan is"
"The content of jishu is low, resistance must be cautious, one person falls into the grass, and the whole family is glorious." Qiao'er squeezed her pink fist and opened her mouth to come.
"Not bad, not bad." Qin Mu praised it with a serious face, and then suddenly a storm popped over, "Hurry up and go back to cooking." β