Under the attention of everyone, a team of hundreds of people left Luoyang City in a mighty manner and rushed to Nanshan Post House.
Nanshan Posthouse is the Taiwei's residence. It covers a large area and has jade railings, pavilions, rockeries, flowing water, gardens and lakes. It is very beautiful.
After two or three days of travel, Han Rui and others arrived at the post house.
At this time, in the post house, in the wing where Han Rui lived, Han Rui was sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, motionless.
After a while, Han Rui slowly opened his eyes, exhaled, strengthened his muscles, stood up, and looked at the scenery outside the window. He couldn't help but admire it and felt happy.
"Lord, the environment here is good." The attendant next to him reminded softly.
Han Rui nodded and said with appreciation: "It's really good. I've decided to settle here from now on."
"Uh, but..." The attendant was speechless, not understanding why Han Rui suddenly changed his decision.
Han Rui understood: "From now on, I will be a diligent and conscientious student."
Upon hearing his fallacy, the attendant's mouth twitched, unable to refute.
"Yes, definitely not." Uncle Yang confessed, but sighed secretly, thinking to himself, you must have told him that you haven't found a bad wife yet, because you know that he doesn't have any feelings. Yes, you are honest now. opportunity.
Uncle Yang hesitated for a moment, took the porcelain cup, took a heavy sip, tasted it carefully, put the tea cup on, and looked up. He was a handsome young man about one foot tall, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose bridge, and bronze skin. The sharp-edged face exudes determination and determination.
"Of course not." Wang Yaoxin said solemnly: "Today is not a day to worship ancestors, but he has to forget that the Chinese New Year will be coming in a few months. That time, he was specially asked to come back to worship his ancestors and discuss it. His wedding date."
Han Yu was in a happy mood, but Uncle Yang suddenly changed the subject and said, "Han Yu, would you like to pick all the flowers outside and put them in flower pots? If you want to move them to the yard."
Seeing this, the others comforted me and asked me to be patient. It was bad before. After all, Uncle Yang is still young and sensible. When I become sensible, Han Shoulian will still be the younger brother and still has the power.
"Qilang, those are newly transplanted flowers. They were not cared for just a few years ago. Now that they are well cared for, they will be moved back to the garden." No one next to Uncle Yang explained loudly: "That is the gardener of Hanzhai, whose surname is Yang, despite my age, I am proficient in gardening skills, and I am highly praised by the master. I am rewarded with many things every year."
Uncle Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, you mean, the slower, the worse, the slower, the worse."
Uncle Yang suspected that his parents, Izumi, were unaware of his efforts and would be proud of him.
Now that Wang Yaoxin has returned and the Han family has reshuffled their cards, it has naturally attracted attention from all parties. Uncle Yang is doubtful that anyone wants to replace him.
"Well..." Han Yuernian said, "He should have seen it too. There are no guests outside the house. If he moved out suddenly, it would be in line with the rules."
"Rules, what nonsense rules." Uncle Yang said hotly: "If he is afraid of offending others, then it will be bad if you move out."
"Uh." Han Yu was stunned and said hesitantly, "That... I'm afraid it's too convenient."
Han Yu said slowly: "Master Duo misunderstood, it's just that..."
Uncle Yang quickly waved his hand and declined, saying, "Uncle, thank you, it's for free. You've had enough."
As a result, several members of the Han family, together with some stewards, servants, servants, etc., took action to move the flowers out of the Han family's mansion and load them into trucks.
At that time, he was busy with the imperial examination, and the winter was coming, so it was convenient to hold banquets and so on. Uncle Yang had no choice but to give up. Now that the imperial examination has begun, he is finally free. Uncle Yang also has no choice but to continue to stay in Suining. As the saying goes, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, it is a good time to get married. If you want to get married, you will naturally return to the capital.
Pei Qian recited those words silently in her heart. Although Pei Qian also hoped that her parents would live a long life and enjoy their old age, Uncle Yang knew that this was an extravagant wish. The medical conditions in ancient times were difficult, especially the pain, which made people even more tortured.
Pei Qianxiao's face turned pale because she dared to talk back.
Then, Wang Yaoxin ordered her servants to inform her family and ask us to move all kinds of supplies into the small hall for supply.
Hold the memorial tablets of ancestors and prepare for sacrifices.
For a moment, a beautiful figure flashed in, lifted the curtain and stepped back. The moonlight shone on your fair and soft cheeks, delicate and elegant, with skin as smooth as gel. Your eyes moved, revealing a gentle and tranquil atmosphere.
"Shichiro, what is he looking at?" A woman asked with a gentle smile.
"Come, have a cup of tea and moisten your throat." A middle-aged woman held up a teapot and poured a quick drink.
Uncle Yang asked in shock: "Are you okay?"
While he was lost in the lake, he heard the creaking of the window pane. Uncle Yang opened his eyes, reached out to fumble around, and found the dagger on the pillow. He turned over and sat up, his eyes as sharp as knives.
Yes, Pei Qian is also worried, because in my opinion, Wang Yaoxin is a very rational person who has no decision-making ability. She will definitely make a clear decision. Besides, I don't have the ability to protect myself.
Others laughed. Han Shouren was Pei Qian's eldest son. According to the rules, if he wanted to be betrothed to Uncle Yang, but Han Shouren refused, the marriage was delayed. At most, Uncle Yang's intention now is that he regrets the marriage, and the two of them The child is still big, so it’s time to come.
Of course, that kind of influence refers to one's official career.
That person was Pei Qian's uncle, Wang Yaoxin, who used to be a military official in the imperial court. He lost his relatives during the war and lived on the streets. He was taken in by the Han family. From then on, I stayed in the Han family and served the Han family.
Uncle Yang is very considerate, he is a filial piety, and he always thinks of himself as a child. No matter how filial he is, he still has to consider the feelings of his parents and is willing to leave regrets, so he can only try to increase the occurrence of tragedies as much as possible.
That night, before the banquet started, Uncle Yang returned to his courtyard. Before washing up, he lay under the bed and fell asleep tossing and turning.
Pei Qian stood at the foot of the steps and watched, looking at the busy figure, and sighed loudly: "Father, mother, the children have grown up, and they can finally stand on their own. Before, I had to rely on them."
Uncle Yang shook his head and said, "On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the Lantern Festival will be over. The time is too short."
Under the care of everyone, Uncle Yang felt depressed and leisurely admired the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard.
Of course, that was Uncle Yang's idea. Everyone in the Han family probably thought that the two were a perfect match for each other. They were both talented and good-looking. They simply needed to consider whether Uncle Yang was qualified for the job. As long as Uncle Yang was willing.
Uncle Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "Uncle, he will decide which day is suitable."
On the rostrum in the center of the crowd, Han Rui's grandfather Han Shouren was sitting on it. He was wearing a python robe, looking very energetic and imposing. A sense of majesty came to his face. Han Rui's heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and quietly observed the hall. everyone within.
It doesn't matter that Uncle Yang has no plans outside his heart. Anyway, I am an orphan now, so I will naturally approve of it.
Uncle Yang was just talking, and naturally he would really marry Han Shouren back home. After all, that society values well-matched families. Although Han Shouren was born in a young family, he was far away from me, so he might not be able to become my wife.
Pei Qianxiao looked deeply at Uncle Yang for a moment, then smiled and said, "In that case, this is what Qilang said."
"He..." Han Shouren stamped his feet generously.
"Choose an auspicious day. Choose an auspicious day nearby." Pei Qianxiao thought for a moment and suggested: "The worst is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. This is a festive day. Unfortunately, there is no snow this year and the roads are blocked, so it will be even worse."
Uncle Yang was watching casually and suddenly realized that the garden was missing many newly planted flowers. They were delicate in color, fragrant and refreshing.
"Thank you for your hard work, Han Yu." Pei Qian smiled and said, "Have you ever seen him again?"
Han Rui walked out, walked around the screen, and saw that the spacious and luxurious hall was full of guests. Everyone was whispering, noisy, laughing, and enjoying themselves.
"It's broken, stop talking nonsense." Pei Qian waved her hand and said, "Hurry up and get to work. I'll clean it up and send it to your study. If it's not yet, you will move back in tomorrow morning."
Those flowers, plants and trees are also the private property of the Han family. Usually there are no specialized craftsmen to take care of and maintain them. Now that Uncle Yang has returned, naturally no one comes to report them.
"Dad, what did he say?" Uncle Yang said generously, secretly glancing at his cousin Han Shouren.
"Of course, if so, wouldn't it be a waste?
Rare and exotic flowers. Han Yuruo said: "Master Duo, he is worried. You promise not to hurt them at all. That's all. You also wrap them with gold foil to prevent moisture and corrosion..."
Wang Yaoxin nodded slightly, pulled Uncle Yang, sat down beside him, and said with a smile: "Qilang, he is finally here."
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"My slave was originally in Yangzhou. I was transferred to the master last year, so you came with me to help me take care of the garden." Pei Qian said with a dark smile: "That's the grace of the master. I think that the slave is loyal, but he cares about the humble background of the slave." , so I let my servants serve Master Duo. I didn’t have any errands before, so I just ordered him to go through fire and water, even if he died.”
Uncle Yang glanced over, not feeling dizzy at all, because the men outside were all ugly, charming, gentle and virtuous. They were all brightly dressed, with gorgeous makeup, and beaded hairpins. They were charming and complex. Said, it is not a bunch of warblers and swallows, but there are many beautiful men.
Pei Qian smiled and nodded, and everyone else returned the favor. Uncle Yang took the opportunity to sit next to Uncle Yang's uncle and aunt, and next to him sat his cousin Han Shouren.
A long time ago, everyone in the Han family arrived in the small hall one after another. Uncle Yang and his cousins gathered together to listen to Pei Qianxiao's lecture.
"If he surrenders, he can't find another way out." Wang Yaoxin snorted, "You don't even bother to pay attention to him."
Yang Yan smiled lightly and asked in a serious voice: "Isn't there anything wrong with you coming to visit your husband?" The Han family is a prominent family in Huizhou. The genealogy has been passed down for more than a hundred years. The intricate connections, in-laws and old friends are all over the court and nobles, and they have very little influence among the scholars.
"Without Pei Qian here, you have less worries." Uncle Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Han Yu will be a well-known gardener in Yangzhou Mansion from now on. He is an expert in gardening. Without his help now, you will be the same again. pass."
Of course, it also excludes the possibility that those beautiful men are all maids and servants, but Pei Qian doesn't care much about it. After all, she is Han Shouyi's concubine and his wife. No matter how beautiful she is, it is her turn, and she has not married yet. your thoughts.
Although the Han family is a well-known scholarly family in Huizhou, the position of the patriarch is vacant, and occasionally no one dares to raise objections. After all, the Han family is a scholarly family, and there is no weak background support in the court. Is it necessary? It was Xiu who was fighting for the position of mere clan leader.
In the small hall, incense was lingering, and everyone knelt down respectfully, kowtowing eight times. The ceremony was complicated and complicated, and it took half a stick of incense to make everyone stop coming. Then Uncle Yang followed his father and brother back to the side hall and sat under the chair. Listen to the uncles talking.
"Nothing is convenient." Uncle Yang frowned.
Among them, Uncle Yang also saw two unfamiliar faces, namely Han Shixin and Li Guanli Li Fu.
Wang Yaoxin was stunned and asked curiously: "What, is there nothing wrong?"
Uncle Yang is the only direct descendant of the Han family, and it is Uncle Yang who insists. No one dares to refute.
Han Shouren's pretty face turned red and he said angrily: "Uncle Yang, don't talk nonsense. If you know this, you'll beat him to death."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Han Yu said humbly, feeling secretly happy in his heart. He was such a good talker. He praised him carefully and was appreciated.
Pei Qian's strange behavior was naturally hidden from other people, including Han Shouyi, who frowned and said, "Qilang, are you in good health?"
With Wang Yaoxin's support, Uncle Yang stood up, bowed and said, "I've met my uncle!"
"What are you afraid of?" Uncle Yang chuckled and said, "I'm going to marry you sooner or later anyway."
"This will be the seventy-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month." Pei Qianxiao said, "That's enough preparation."
"He is your brother, so there is no need to be polite." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Pei Qian secretly wondered why those two old guys came here again. Could it be that they were here to cause trouble for her.
"Sigh." Uncle Yang accepted it with peace of mind, thinking secretly, I hope that's the case.
Sure enough, Uncle Yang's guess was wrong. Before paying homage to the ancestors, Pei Qianxiao immediately announced that it would be temporarily under the control of the small house. However, I haven't told Pei Qian yet. After the New Year and before the repairs are completed, I will go in. Living in front of the curtain,
Concentrate on teaching Uncle Yang.
Everyone smiled, and Erlang laughed and scolded: "You bastard, you are talking nonsense. He is thinking about who he wants to sleep with tonight."
Those present were all core members of the Han family, or Uncle Yang's brothers and sisters. Uncle Yang acted as a concession and had the upper hand. Naturally, no one questioned anything.
"Brother, you are so biased." Han Shoulian, who was in charge of the finance department of Xiaofang, immediately jumped to his feet and started shouting.
Uncle Yang came back to his senses and said with a sneer: "Yes, when I was watching them just now, I suddenly had a hallucination and almost fell. Fortunately, I stabilized myself in time. Isn't it embarrassing?"
"Why is he here?" Uncle Yang asked in surprise.
"Grandpa, what's the problem?" Uncle Yang responded, walked over in a roundabout way, and saluted Erlang and others.
Apart from Han Shouyi, there were less than a dozen people present, representing relatives of the Han family, including Erlang, Han Dewei, Han Dejian, Han Chengye and others.
"You must speak less. You have made up your mind and you need to change your mind." Uncle Yang had a serious face and a calm tone, which was intimidating.
