The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official Chapter 154

Chapter 154 Dragon Boat Festival Ceremony

Princess Yuehua had been divorced for six years, and she had no children at the time of the divorce. Therefore, the entire princess mansion looked magnificent, but in Zhao Lan's eyes, it was not popular at all.

 The soft expression on his face became indifferent as the solemn atmosphere of the princess's residence became indifferent.

 Princess Yuehua was not surprised when Zhao Lan came over.

 Unexpectedly, this little nephew has been raised by her sister-in-law as an eyeball since he was a child, and he rarely visits any house at will. Since he entered the Imperial College last year, her sister-in-law gradually stopped watching the young son.

Of course, the seemingly weak and young nephew actually took over one of the positions from his brother, which Princess Yuehua did not expect. Moreover, judging from the attitude of the official family, the nephew seemed to be doing a good job.

It really surprised Yuehua. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the little nephew Jingui who was protected everywhere grew up.

It's not surprising, because she recently got in touch with the Su family, and her nephew is a student of the Su family. He was present at both meetings between her and Su Yanzu, and she couldn't avoid it even if she wanted to.

 Zhao Lan asked the girl to heat up some small rice dumplings and invited her aunt to taste them.

Yuehua has never seen anything good. Although she was a little surprised when she saw the crystal clear rice dumplings, her mind was not on that. She knew that her nephew had never given her anything specially. Tonight The reason for coming here must be about the matter between her and Su Yanzu.

Sure enough, the next moment, the little nephew who had eaten two small rice dumplings said, "Auntie, the surname Su is not appropriate."

Yue Hua, who had been waiting for her nephew to speak, raised her eyelids and said, "People have a rule that when you first marry, you follow your relatives, and when you marry again, you follow your own body. Why can't I choose the one I like to marry?"

“I just met him once, don't understand anything, and you like his skin?” This is not like what a thirteen-year-old boy would say. “If that's the case, what kind of handsome man is there in Beijing?”

Yue Hua was stunned at first. He was a nephew here and there, and he was talking like a grandfather.

After reacting, Yuehua replied without hesitation: "The tall and handsome guy is not as handsome as him, the handsome guy is not as graceful as him, and the handsome guy is not as tall and handsome as him. What do you think I like about him?" "

The unique romantic temperament of Jiangnan literati is full of charm, exciting, and can make people fall for it with just one glance.

Yuehua stood up, her long skirt flowing to the ground, elegant and luxurious. The jade-like black hair is simply tied into a flying fairy bun, and a few full and round pearls are randomly embellished in the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair even more soft, shiny and moist. The slender and tall back looks lonely and silent, shrouded in melancholy, which makes people look at it and unconsciously want to pity her.

As a nephew, he had already been reminded. Zhao Lan didn't feel the need to stay anymore. He got up and left. He walked to the door and stopped again. “Have you spoken to him at Dongshan Academy?”

Yuehua didn't want to admit that she had been rejected, so she stayed still for a long time.

Zhao Lan was thoughtful, but didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and went out into the night.

Yuehua let out a long sigh.

The nanny looked distressed and walked to the side of the princess, "Your Highness, the noble lady in the capital secretly raises a handsome man. If the man named Su doesn't know what to do, just trap him and raise him."

Yuehua looked at the wet nurse.

Nanny said: "We don't want to be as public as Yunzhu, just be quiet."

Yuehua:…

On the second day, Shu Tong drove a mule cart and went door to door with postcards to deliver festival gifts. In addition to rice dumplings, the Su family also prepared three other items, which were combined to give four gifts, which was in line with Su Yanli's status as a young official in the capital.

 As usual, Su Yanli and his wife's family of origin did not send any gifts.

Xuanbo's Mansion did not dare to say anything because the Jin Prince's Mansion did not dare to say anything. The aunt of the Su family who had just arrived in the capital refused to obey. She showed her power in front of the man's son, "How can a person who teaches and educates people not even understand this etiquette? He can't even read a book." Into the dog's belly?”

Although Su Dekai didn't say it, his wife was probably his mouthpiece, holding back the patriarchal dignity and said, "Azu, go and ask, is there no filial piety in the Yin Dynasty?"

In front of his parents, Su Yanzu was not as polite as a scholar. He was like a gangster on the street, leaning on his chair carelessly, as if he had no bones. His parents' anger seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Hearing his father's question, he retorted, "Did you give any gifts to your grandchildren when you entered Beijing? Did you express your gratitude to my brother for getting me into the Imperial College?"

Su Qian became even more angry. He stretched out his hand and threw a cup, "Shouldn't I send you to the Imperial Academy? Then what's the use of the old Su family training him?" Women, just choose what you want to hear.

Su Yanzu glanced at the unreasonable old lady and said, "If you want to make a fuss, go ahead and make a fuss. Su Yanli is currently in the Jin Prince's Mansion and protected by Minister Fan. If you think your son is too stable in the Imperial Academy, go ahead and make a fuss. Look. It depends on whether filial piety or power is greater."

Su Qian was instantly deflated after being scolded by his son, and could only stare.

Su Yanzu saw that the old couple had calmed down and stretched out his hand -

 “What are you doing?”

 “No money to spend.”

Su Qianshi looked puzzled, "The grass pond in Runzhou has been sold. Didn't you buy a lot of money?"

"used up."

"How can it be?"

Su Yanzu asked, "What is not expensive in Beijing?"

Su Qianshi glanced at the man and saw that he didn't say anything. She also treasured her son, so she didn't want anyone to do anything. She went to the bedroom and took out the two hundred taels, "Is it enough?"

 “If it's not enough, stop talking.” After Su Yanzu finished speaking, he took the silver and stuffed it into his arms, stood up and went out.

 “Azu, where are you going?”

“There will be a dragon boat ride the day after tomorrow. I asked my brother for a seat to watch the dragon boat ride.”

As the legitimate son and concubine walked around, Su Dekai and his wife had mixed emotions for a while.

 In the end, Su Qianshi comforted himself, "At least he has two children and will not lead Yanzu astray."

As soon as he heard about the crooked road, Su Dekai stood up as if he suddenly grew old and said, "I'm going to check out the shop." He spent his whole life caring for his son, but he didn't expect... He sighed, hoping that his son would broaden his mind in the capital and forget all about the past.

Su Yanzu has completed the formalities for entering the Imperial Academy and is waiting for the final approval from the Ministry of Rites, so he is now at home waiting for notification.

He took the silver and took his boy to a high-end shop in the capital to buy cloth and headwear. He spent two hundred and seventy-eight yuan, packed a carriage, and went straight to Su's house.

Su Yanli was not on duty at the Imperial College yet. He gave the gift to his niece and did not stop there. He turned back to the street and arrived at Yaxing.

The Yaren came up and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, do you want to buy someone or rent a house?"

 “How do I rent a house? What if I buy it?”

Outside Yahang, an inconspicuous middle-aged man glanced at Yahang, turned around quietly, and whispered a few words to the contact person. The contact person left quickly, and soon merged into the crowd, making it impossible to distinguish him anymore.

Su Ruojin looked at the pile of things and clicked his tongue, "I'm afraid it's only one or two hundred taels."

Cheng Yingzhen asked worriedly, "We didn't give it to you, but your grandfather's family gave it to you. Isn't it disrespectful?"

She looked at her mother and shook her head, "This is not a gift from my grandparents. My uncle should have bought it as a gift."

"this…"

 (End of this chapter)

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