The next day, after Qiao Tianjing came back from court, he was called over by Mrs. Qiao.
"mother!"
Qiao Tianjing came over while still wearing official uniform. He was a gentleman and had a picturesque face. He was already old enough to start a family.
Qiao Jiaojiao already knew Mrs. Qiao's plan, and she sat aside and smiled.
Mrs. Qiao pulled Qiao Tianjing to sit down and said warmly: "Boss, what do you think of Miss Han, whom Mom told you about last time?"
As soon as Mrs. Qiao said this, Qiao Tianjing immediately blushed.
"Whatever my mother likes is naturally the best."
Mrs. Qiao was not satisfied with the answer. She asked with a smile: "What I asked was what you meant."
Qiao Jiaojiao couldn't help but giggle.
[Brother’s face is as red as a monkey’s ass! 】
Qiao Tianjing's face felt even hotter now, "I...of course I'm happy too."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't stand Qiao Jiaojiao's gaze and stood up immediately.
"Mom, I still have some official business ahead of me. My son is gone. Everything is up to my mother."
When Qiao Jiaojiao saw her eldest brother running away, she laughed so hard that she rolled into a ball on the couch.
Mrs. Qiao acted very quickly. In the afternoon, she asked Mrs. Yang from the Ministry of Industry to go to the Han family to find out.
Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Qiao used to be very good friends in her boudoir.
If a wealthy family in Beijing intends to get married, the man will usually ask a noble lady to go to the woman's house to ask for information.
This is to bring dignity to the woman's family, and also to avoid direct contact between the two parties, which may lead to gossip and ultimately enmity instead of getting married.
Mrs. Yang was happy to make this trip for Mrs. Qiao and handed a greeting card to the Han family in the afternoon.
Mr. Yang is Mr. Han's immediate boss. When Mrs. Yang arrived at the Han Mansion, she was naturally given a warm welcome.
Mrs. Han really couldn't figure out Mrs. Yang's purpose of coming. She thought her husband had offended someone outside, making it difficult for Master Shangshu to do anything. She was very worried for a while.
Mrs. Yang has an easy-going personality. Seeing that Mrs. Han was a little reserved, she hurriedly stepped forward and took her hand.
"Sister Han, I'm here today because I have a big happy event to tell you."
Mrs. Han was a little confused for a moment. She was lucky that her husband didn't offend others by spraying nonsense outside. He didn't dare to think about happy events.
Mrs. Yang smiled narrowly and said, "I heard that Miss Han in my house is quiet, intelligent, knowledgeable and courteous. Can you please call her out so that I can meet her?"
Mrs. Han's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Is Mrs. Yang here to get married?
To whom should I tell?
In fact, she was considering Xian'er's marriage recently. The wife of Shaoqing's family in Dali Temple once revealed some ideas. She happened to be from the same family as their family, so it would be a good choice.
"Mommy, go and invite the young lady over and say that you want to see the distinguished guest."
The grandma on the side heard the words and hurried away, her heart was also shocked.
I don’t know which one I can ask the wife of the Minister of Industry to come to marry me. I have to ask the lady to dress up carefully!
Hanya Xian is practicing calligraphy in the room.
She stroked and stroked through the back of the paper, which showed that she had put in a lot of effort in writing, but for some reason, the last stroke was crooked.
When Hanya Xian saw this, she put down her pen in frustration, feeling really hard to calm down.
Last night, my mother said that after looking at several families for her, Mr. Mo from the Shaoqing family of Dali Temple was the most suitable, as he was a good match.
Hanya Xian knew in her heart that Mr. Mo was indeed the best choice, but in her heart... in her heart...
Thinking of this, Hanya Xian felt sour and bitter in her heart, because she clearly knew that there was a big gap between her and that person's family status.
And since they only met by chance, that person might have forgotten her long ago...
Just as Hanyaxian was thinking of this, Grandma Gu came in a hurry.
"Miss, Madam calls you out to meet guests."
Hanya Xian was slightly startled, "Who is coming?"
Grandma Gu did not dare to be careless and said in a deep voice: "Miss, she is the wife of the Minister of Industry."
As soon as he said this, Hanya Xian's expression suddenly changed, "Did dad offend someone outside again?"
Aunt Gu quickly waved her hand. She knew that there were some words that she shouldn't say in front of the young lady, but the matter was so serious that she still couldn't help but say:
"Miss, Mrs. Yang has asked to see you by name."
After Hanya was stunned, she finally realized that Mrs. Yang came specifically for her.
And as a young lady in her boudoir, the only things that Mrs. Yang should pay attention to are life-long events.
Thinking of this, Hanya Xian sighed softly, turned around and sat in front of the dressing table, and said to the personal maid:
"Chunxi, change my hair into a bun for me."
No matter who Mrs. Yang is playing matchmaker for, she represents the appearance and upbringing of the Han family, and she cannot neglect the distinguished guests.
Chunxi was a handy person and quickly dressed up Hanyaxian again.
She put on a lake green dress, and her eyebrows were as beautiful as a piece of warm jade.
The moment Mrs. Yang saw Hanya Xian, her eyes couldn't help but light up.
The girl is gentle and elegant, with clear eyes and elegant manners. She is indeed a rare good girl!
Mrs. Yang stood up, took Hanya Xian's hand, and gave her a bracelet on her wrist.
"Good boy, such a good boy."
After Hanya Xian retreated, Mrs. Yang formally stated her intention.
"Sister, to tell you the truth, Mrs. Qiao asked me to be the matchmaker. Their eldest husband wants to marry your Miss Han."
Mrs. Han was suddenly startled: "Qiao family?"
Before Hanya had gone far, Mrs. Han's short exclamation fell into her ears.
Her steps suddenly stopped, and she froze in place.
At this moment, joy, fear, disbelief, several emotions rushed into her heart, making Hanya feel a little dizzy.
Is it... is it the Qiao family?
When Mrs. Yang saw Mrs. Han's unbelievable expression, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
Don't blame Mrs. Han, even she was shocked when she first heard about it from Mrs. Qiao.
After all, everyone in the capital knows that even the eldest son of the Qiao family, Princess Shang, has this qualification.
Mrs. Han was a little frightened, "Mrs. Yang, this... I'm afraid..."
She thought Mrs. Qiao's expression when she looked at Xian'er last time was a bit meaningful, but the Qiao family's eldest son was famous all over the capital, and she really didn't dare to think about getting married.
Of course, Mrs. Han naturally thinks that her daughter is the best, but this family background... is really far behind.
She was worried that her daughter would have to look at other people's faces after getting married and live a miserable life.
Mrs. Yang noticed Mrs. Han's concerns and comforted her gently:
"Don't be afraid, Sister Han. The Qiao family sincerely wants to marry your daughter. To tell you the truth, Mrs. Qiao is my handkerchief. She specifically asked me for this matter and asked me to make it happen for her." ”
"I know Mrs. Qiao's character best. She is gentle and kind, and will definitely treat your daughter well. As for Da Lang, I have watched him grow up with my own eyes. That child's character is out of the ordinary. No one can see it. I have to praise you all the time."
"As for the lintel issue that Sister Han is worried about, Mrs. Qiao specifically asked me to tell my sister that the Qiao family never cares about this. If Miss Han marries her, she will definitely love Miss Han as her own daughter."
