In the Hou Mansion of Shu County, there was a faint sound of chanting in the outdoor mourning shed, coupled with the sandalwood curling in the crane-shaped copper furnace in the corner of the wall, which was supposed to promote peace of mind, but the three people in the tea room were almost tense, and the air seemed to be solidified.

Li Mao looked at Jia Changshi with a blushing face, and retorted: "If you can't marry if your parents are mourned, you will be imprisoned for three years." Folk or there is a custom of quietly marrying during the period of filial piety, how can the daughter of the prince and the marquis of Shu County violate the "Great Qi Law"? ”

"What's the matter? Where did the family affair come from? Hearing what his uncle said, Xingyi, who was sitting with him, was anxious, thinking that he didn't get to the point, and he directly opened his mouth to veto the whole thing.

"Isn't it that as soon as Li Xianjun goes, you will turn your face and deny it?" Jia Changshi sneered, shook the sleeves of his royal blue fine silk shirt, raised his chin slightly, raised his head and said slowly, "Li sacrificed wine, promised to marry and regret marriage, and according to the law, he will get sixty rods." "Xindao, if you want to talk about the law, let's talk about it, I couldn't help your Li family in the past, can you still bully the county king's mansion this time?

Without waiting for the eldest uncle to speak, Xingyi grabbed the white and said: "The three conditions of the marriage contract are made, do you report the marriage letter to each other?" Is there a marriage contract? Did my family receive a dowry? Which one does the county king's mansion meet? ”

Although he is now a minor after his grandfather's death, he is already the head of the family and the heir, even if he is demoted to a county uncle, he is also qualified to participate in the discussion.

Jia Changshi glanced at Xingyi, didn't mind his interjection, and only said lightly with confidence: "There is a letter between the head of the family and Li Xianjun as evidence, and the marriage letter is reported to each other. ”

She-"I'm not qualified to talk to anyone about my sister's marriage!" Xingyi almost blurted out this sentence, but was stopped by his uncle's glare. The ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and the stepmother who has not been divorced is also a mother, and she can say that she is close.

"Did Jia Changshi carry letters?" Li Mao asked tentatively, but unexpectedly got a clear answer.

Yan Bing hid behind the landscape painting screen in the tea room, and saw her uncle take the letter and read it carefully, and then saw that his brows gradually frowned, and his face became more and more solemn, and she herself couldn't help but hold her breath, and her heartbeat became more and more rapid.

It seems that there is no doubt about the authenticity of the letter, and the content is ...... It's worrying.

After not hearing her uncle's words for a long time, Yan Bing was even more nervous, and her fingers subconsciously rubbed the placket of her clothes. At this moment, she was wearing a rough linen dress with yellowing in white because of the decay of her clothes, and the corners of her clothes were already exposed, and she took off the thread even if she pulled it like this, but she didn't notice it at all, and she only felt the silence in the room in her preoccupation, as if she could hear her own pounding heartbeat.

"This letter is indeed written by the foolish sister herself." As soon as Li Mao said this, Yan Bing was so annoyed that she wanted to stomp her feet-numb, the gentleman Duanfang really never lied! At this critical juncture, he still refuses to give up some of his principles.

Later, she heard her uncle say in an imposing voice: "However, the content is not instructed by Shu Hou. Since your government has not yet been hired, this marriage can be discussed again. ”

Discuss, how can he allow us to discuss! Yan Bing secretly said that it was bad, this quarrel and rebuttal should not be handed over to the eldest uncle to deal with, and it would be better to replace it with a younger uncle who was more laipi, but unfortunately at this time he was already ready to take the regret medicine.

Sure enough, after listening to Li Mao's suggestion, Jia Changshi immediately answered and laughed loudly: "Then I will send a dowry gift for the king of the county tomorrow." ”

...... "Who wants your dowry?!" Yan Bing pursed her lips and exhaled heavily, turned her head and wanted to rush out to read the letter by herself, if she couldn't find a flaw, she would simply follow the example of Li and eat a hundred.

Before she could take action, she heard a loud "clang" of the carved wooden door on the side, and she took advantage of the situation to look sideways.

I saw Rong Wenyuan's tall figure standing against the light, pestle at the door. In the afternoon, the golden sunlight sprinkled warmly from the patio, accompanied by dust, like light and fog enveloped his whole body, and he looked as majestic and sacred as a bodhisattva.

"You don't have to prepare a dowry, you can't accept it if you send it to the Shu family!" He looked at Jia Changshi without squinting, and opened his mouth to say a word of rejection for Xingyi.

"What is this for you?" Although Jia Changshi didn't take Wen Yuan, a young man who is half the age of the year, in his eyes, he didn't dare to directly sneer and curse because he was afraid of his adoptive father's status and the purpose of his trip.

I saw Wen Yuan smile faintly, raised his right arm that was clenched into a fist, and suddenly let go, a delicate and small red gold peace lock hung in the air, hooked by his index finger and swayed straight eyes.

"Eight years ago, in the Pixian Post House, Rong's adoptive father knew that Duan Rongxuan, the general of the provincial army of the provincial government, and Shu Hou were very deed, and they had already decided on the marriage of the five ladies and the subordinates, and they could get married after waiting for the five niangs and the Ji and a certain to seek fame." Wen Yuan straightforwardly moved out of the adoptive father's title and bullied others.

After speaking, he shook the golden lock in his hand again, and then smiled lightly: "The peace lock is a token, and the dowry is a relic of the mother - a butterfly love flower silver hairpin." Mrs. Shuhou should know about this, and she discussed with the king of Dingyue County, just to make some troublesome things and disgusting people. ”

"Silver, what kind of dowry is the silver hairpin?!" Are you embarrassed if you don't have ten sets and eight loads? Jia Changshi suddenly felt that his head hurt, obviously he was deliberately stirring up, but his adoptive father couldn't afford to offend, so he could only endure it.

"Why doesn't it count?" Wen Yuan also snorted coldly, and then said righteously, "The law clearly states that no matter how much the dowry is, as long as it is given, it is a fact. A woman cannot marry twice, and in the event of an accident, the woman is required to award to the one who is engaged first. Therefore, your marriage certificate is not valid at all, and even if you do send a dowry later, it will not help! ”

Listening to Wen Yuan's loud words, Yan Bing was so happy that she almost laughed, but Jia Changshi was so angry that he jumped up and shouted: "Did you say that there is a next hire?" Do you say you can marry if you want to? When I go back, I will ask the king of the county to ask your adoptive father for an explanation. ’’

After saying that, Jia Changshi hurriedly said goodbye and left--he climbed the big celebrity in front of him, and he really couldn't talk about this matter anymore.

After he left, Yan Bing slipped out from behind the screen, and thanked the Rong family Lang shyly and happily.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan replied with a wry smile: "I'm pulling the banner as a tiger skin, and my adoptive father hasn't had time to say it yet." ”

"......" Yan Bing was stunned for a moment, and said anxiously, "Then, then the king of Dingyue County really went to him to discuss what to do?!" ”

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at her face without saying a word for a while. It was a small face that looked particularly haggard against the background of raw linen clothes, and because he had just cried in front of the spirit, his eyes were red and slightly puffy. Although the dress was vulgar, the milky white misery and the small white velvet flowers between the buns made her pretty, making people unable to take their eyes off and suppress their heartbeat.

He knew that he was taking advantage of the danger of others at the moment and lost his gentlemanly demeanor, although he hesitated and entangled, but looking at Yan Bing's pitiful appearance, he could no longer suppress the surging emotion, and couldn't help asking: "Give me a word first, are you willing to marry me?" ”

After speaking, he looked up at Li Mao, who was standing not far away, who didn't know what he was thinking, as if he was wandering in the world, and said sincerely: "Mr. Would you like to marry Sister Yanbing to so-and-so?" If you are all willing, I will go back and kneel and beg my adoptive father to do this!" ”