Huzhou City, the busiest street.
A small embroidered building stands on the street, with carved beams and paintings. There are layers of gauze curtains on the second floor windows. When the wind blows, the girl's figure is blurred.
The eldest daughter of the Leng family stood at the window, wearing a red embroidered dress, with a loose gauze covering her face, revealing only a pair of eyes with lingering eyes.
"She's not ugly at all." Lu Yingxue said, "How come no man is willing to marry such a beautiful girl?"
A woman next to her said: "After the eldest daughter of the Leng family turned fourteen, the people who went to the Leng family to propose marriage almost leveled the threshold of the Leng family. But outside the Leng family, one person was not satisfied, and the other person was not satisfied either. I don't know. Why did we decide on such a method in the end? It would be interesting if the hydrangeas were snatched away by a beggar."
Cheng Wanwan took a casual look and saw that there were actually quite a few beggars among the crowd of onlookers. These beggars were quite strategic. They stood apart and made gestures and winks to each other, as if they must grab something. The appearance of a hydrangea.
She silently lit a candle for the eldest daughter of the Leng family.
Shen Zheng shook his paper fan and bumped Cheng Zhao's shoulder: "I thought you had gone back to the inn. Why are you interested in throwing hydrangeas? Do you want to get a wife?"
Cheng Zhao's face darkened: "There are too many people on the street, so it's not convenient to go back to the inn."
"Okay, stop pretending to be a gentleman in front of me." Shen Zheng said with a smile, "You are nineteen years old this year, you have no maids or concubines around you, and you probably don't have any affairs with men and women. You miss women. It’s also normal…”
Cheng Zhao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense."
Qian Hui rolled up his sleeves and spat on his hands: "The Leng family is very powerful in Huzhou. It is one of the largest merchants and is richer than our Qian family. If I marry the eldest daughter of the Leng family, my grandfather will definitely treat me badly." Amazing. ”
As soon as he said this, several beggars immediately gathered around him, staring at him with great vigilance.
Shen Zheng burst out laughing.
At this time, the gauze curtain on the second floor was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. He was wearing a silk satin and a hat. He was very elegant. He stood on the second floor and said loudly: "Thank you for coming to my Leng family, Leng family." The eldest lady, who is twenty-eight years old and is waiting to be married, is throwing a hydrangea ball to choose a son-in-law today. As long as he is under thirty years old and over fifteen years old and is unmarried and not a criminal, he can participate."
The onlookers below were in jubilation.
The eldest daughter of the Leng family came out, holding a big red hydrangea in her hand. She was graceful and graceful, and her eyes were like spring water. She caused the men to start making noises, and the sound of laughter and whistles could not be heard.
Cheng Wanwan was standing closer to the embroidery building. She saw the tears in the eyes of the eldest daughter of the Leng family. The tears soaked out and made her eyes look even more beautiful.
From this look, one can tell that the eldest daughter of the Leng family was forced to throw the hydrangea by her family members.
"The auspicious time has come——"
With a long drink, all the eligible men were ready to go, with their eyes fixed on the hydrangeas.
The eldest lady of the Leng family turned around and threw the hydrangea down.
"be mine!"
"The hydrangea is mine!"
"I am the destined son-in-law of the Leng family!"
The men were fighting in a group, and Cheng Wanwan hurriedly pulled Lu Yingxue to hide under the eaves of the embroidered building. This scene was really scary.
Countless hands were raised, and the hydrangea kept being caught, bounced, flew away, opened again, and flew again...
The group of beggars were fighting in coordination, guiding the hydrangeas to fly towards the southeast corner. In the southeast corner, there was an old beggar sitting, who was about thirty years old, and his eyes were filled with the light of determination to win.
"Shen Zheng, please help me like crazy!" Qian Hui was in a hurry, "If I become the son-in-law of the Leng family, can I call you big brother?"
Shen Zheng tucked the paper fan into his waist and said very reluctantly: "Okay, I'll give you the little follower who came to your door. Don't take it for free. Ah Fu, you go over there, I'll block this way...Brother Cheng, hey, Forget it, you are a weak scholar, stand on the side and go up, so as not to be knocked down."
Cheng Zhao saw Yu Zhan being squeezed in the crowd, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed Yu Zhan's wrist: "Let's go, I will take you to the master's wife."
As soon as the two left, the place got out of control.
A dozen beggars rushed over, but the hydrangea flew up and flew towards the southeast corner.
Qian Hui was in a hurry: "Shen Zheng, stop it, don't let Xiangqiu go over there!"
There is a beggar's den over there, and when the hydrangea flies over there, it becomes the beggar's bag.
Shen Zheng also knew this. He spun around with all his strength, jumped, and reached out to slap the hydrangea.
Snapped!
The hydrangea bounced away and flew quickly in the direction of Cheng Zhao and Yu Zhan.
Lu Yingxue's eyes widened with fright: "Xiao Zhan, be careful, don't get hit by the hydrangea."
The hydrangea is made of bamboo, so it won't do anything if it is hit, but it will attract countless men who want to reach the sky in one step. They will be besieged by dozens of men. She is afraid that her precious son will be trampled to death.
The hydrangea clip came with the sound of wind. Cheng Zhao protected Yu Zhan behind him with one hand and swatted the hydrangea with the other hand.
However! His finger accidentally got inserted into the gap between the bamboo pieces of the hydrangea. His index finger got stuck and he didn't slap it away.
The hydrangea fell into his arms.
At this moment, the surroundings became quiet.
"One, two, three!" A woman dressed festively on the embroidery floor shouted loudly, "Come quickly, go and ask Uncle Leng to come up."
Cheng Zhao: "???"
Shen Zheng: "!!!"
Qian Hui's eyes widened: "Brother Cheng, it's not interesting for you to cut off your hair."
Cheng Zhao felt like he was holding a hot potato and quickly threw it into Qian Hui's arms: "Here you go, here you go."
He turned around and ran.
Behind him, a servant of the Leng family blocked the way: "Sir, our master and young lady have invited you, please go upstairs."
Cheng Zhao pointed at Qian Hui and said, "That young man stole the hydrangea..."
"Oh, this young master is so embarrassed." The woman dressed festively like a matchmaker grabbed Cheng Zhao's sleeve, "Mr. Leng is very kind outside, Mrs. Leng is also easy to get along with, Miss Leng is even more beautiful, Qin He is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting. No matter how many people ask for it, he can’t get it. Let’s go up and meet my future father-in-law, mother-in-law and wife.”
Cheng Zhao was forcibly held up and pulled up to the embroidery building.
"Wait a minute."
Cheng Wanwan squeezed through the surging crowd and finally squeezed through.
She was just watching the fun, but she didn't expect that she would lose her nephew.
How could her nephew, who was such a good person, unexpectedly marry a wife he had never met before, whose appearance and character he didn't know?
"I am his aunt." Cheng Wanwan introduced herself, "The elders should discuss the marriage matters of the younger generation. I will go up with you."
The matchmaker was overjoyed: "That's great. We can set the wedding date today."
Cheng Wanwan pulled Cheng Zhao two steps behind and asked softly: "Do you want to be the son-in-law of the Leng family, or..."
Cheng Zhao was about to cry but had no tears: "Second aunt, I have absolutely no intention of doing this. I just want to take the exam well..."
"That's fine." Cheng Wanwan nodded, "Don't say anything later and leave everything to me."
Cheng Zhao looked slightly guilty: "Second aunt, it's all my fault for causing trouble when you go out..."
"What does this have to do with you? According to what you said, you should blame me. If I didn't insist on taking you out for a walk, how could you have encountered such a thing." Cheng Wanwan smiled, "If you really think so, in order not to cause trouble Trouble, will you stay at home every day from now on?"
Cheng Zhao understood, pursed his lips, and said nothing more.
The aunt and nephew followed the Leng family up to the second floor of the embroidery building. The second floor was very spacious. There were two people sitting on the main seat in the hall. They were Mr. Leng and Mrs. Leng, and there was a pretty figure standing beside them. , is the eldest lady of the Leng family.
As soon as Cheng Zhao came up, the eyes of the three Leng family members all fell on him.
