"What else do you have to say? My lovely son is both talented and talented. He is excellent at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When he leaves the Taiwei's mansion, there are many good young masters asking to marry him."
Yang looks fragile, but she is very strong at heart.
Even if her engagement was cancelled, she would still have to say a few tough words and ask the matchmaker to take her to the Wu family.
The matchmaker raised her eyelids and glanced at Yang, then lowered her eyelids to hide the contempt in her eyes.
She said with a respectful attitude: "Mrs. Wu means that she wants to marry Miss Jiang on behalf of Mr. Wu."
"The Jiang and Wu families are married families after all, and outsiders won't say anything. Everyone just said that their ears were misunderstood and they mistakenly got the names of Miss Jiang and Miss Jiang."
"you……"
Yang was so angry that her lips trembled, her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't utter a word for a while.
The matchmaker has seen too many people ridicule and scold someone who has withdrawn their engagement, and Yang's reaction was also what she expected.
Who asked the Wu family to give her so much money? Even if Yang scolded her, she would still ensure that the marriage would go through.
She stood up and bowed to Mrs. Yang, "Madam, please calm down. Housewives also understand Madam's mood. If you change from the second lady to the eldest lady, the second lady will definitely be sad. As the mother of the second lady, you should be angry."
Yang's face was dark, the hairpin on her head was shaking slightly, and she said in a bad tone: "The Wu family has treated our Jiang family as a vegetable market. If you are not satisfied with this one, you will choose the next one. Is it inappropriate for the eldest lady to choose the third concubine?" Miss?"
The matchmaker's forehead jumped when she heard it, and she said with a smile: "Madam is joking, the third lady has not yet got hairpins, and Mrs. Wu doesn't mean that. Besides, it is human nature to discuss the marriage with the eldest lady first."
The matchmaker's words almost put Yang on the fire.
Everyone knows that Miss Jiang was not born and raised by the Yang family. If she insists on refusing, it will be an unkind stepmother on her part, and she will give up a good marriage to her legitimate daughter.
The matchmaker was a human spirit, and she didn't say a word about Miss Jiang's resurrection, just like everyone had never heard the news about Miss Jiang's sudden death.
Yang's mind was spinning, thinking about how to refuse and still get rid of herself.
"Madam, the master is back." The maid whispered in her ear.
When Yang raised his head, he saw Jiang Zhengming striding over.
"The common people pay their respects to Mr. Jiang."
Before Yang could recover, the matchmaker knelt down with a "pop".
Jiang Zhengming felt that the atmosphere in the room was strange. He said "no courtesy" and looked at Yang.
At this time, Mrs. Qu came back with the Geng Tie from Mr. Wu Third, and put her hands in front of Yang, "Madam, the Geng Tie is here."
Jiang Zhengming is such a smart man. When he saw this situation, he understood that the Wu family was here to cancel the engagement without Yang's explanation.
The matchmaker stood up and bowed: "Master Jiang has come back just in time. Mrs. Wu wants to change the marriage to Miss Jiang. Madam is hesitant and wants to ask Mr. Jiang for an idea."
"Since ancient times, there has been order between elders and younger ones. Mrs. Wu is a person who values etiquette and rules. I think Mr. Jiang thinks so too."
Jiang Zhengming's head buzzed and his body swayed slightly.
He looked at the matchmaker in disbelief and asked, "Tell me again, what does Mrs. Wu mean?"
After all, the person in front of him was an important official of the imperial court, and he had an aura of majesty about him.
The matchmaker was also frightened. She took a step back and told Mrs. Wu what she meant again.
Jiang Zhengming was really dumbfounded at this time. If he could get married to Wu Taiwei's family, his official career was expected to rise.
But let's face it, wherever he goes to find Jiang Shuyue, he will find her. After so many years, has she gotten married outside?
If you refuse the marriage at once, he is unwilling to accept it.
It was obviously an opportunity to cling to the powerful, but if he refused, Taiwei Wu would be severely offended. It would definitely be difficult for him to move forward in the court in the future.
This is neither refusal nor refusal. It is a dilemma.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Zhengming gritted his teeth and agreed to the marriage.
The matchmaker returned home satisfied with the silver reward.
Yang looked at Master Wu's posthumous invitation on the table as if it were a hot potato.
"Husband, we don't know the whereabouts of Yue'er. If the Wu family comes to marry someone, where can we find a bride for him?"
"Just prepare the dowry for that evil girl. My husband knows the rest."
Seeing her husband's desperate look, Yang suppressed the surge of anger and blood in her heart.
A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.
She also had to prepare a dowry for that bitch to marry into the Wu family. The dowry was too thin. It was not Jiang Shuyue who was criticized, but her stepmother.
Seeing Jiang Zhengming leave in a hurry, Yang hurriedly walked to the backyard.
When Jiang Jiaojiao heard the news, she immediately cursed.
"What a damn old woman. She thinks her Wu family is so great. My aunt must marry into a high family and trample her Taiwei's mansion under her feet!"
There was no one else in the room. After Jiang Shuyue finished cursing, she collapsed on the couch and started crying.
"Don't worry, Jiao'er. The matchmaker is right. The Wu family and the Jiang family still have a marriage contract. As long as we deny the marriage exchange, it won't stop you from finding a good match."
Seeing that her daughter was sad, Mrs. Yang comforted her in a soft voice.
Seeing that she had not found out the matter clearly, Mrs. Qu stood behind Mr. Yang with a guilty conscience.
Jiang Jiaojiao stopped crying, and Caiyan brought her face wash.
"Second Miss, I'm sorry, Mrs. Wu is so cunning. She stayed calm even after returning from the temple."
Mrs. Qu's old sister worked in the kitchen. How did she know that after Mrs. Wu returned, she called her eldest daughter-in-law into the room and scolded her severely, and then grounded her to reflect.
He scolded the mistress and of course sent away the maid and mother-in-law.
"Don't worry, Jiaoer. Without the Wu family, there will still be the Du family, the Wei family and the Zhen family."
"Mom, the eldest grandson of the real family is younger than me. This is unrealistic."
Among the four major families in the capital, Jiang Jiaojiao had already figured out which young masters were the right age for her.
Yang didn't take it seriously, "Then I'll ask a matchmaker to see if there are any suitable young masters from the Du family."
Jiang Jiao's petite face was slightly red. She didn't know whether she had just cried or was a little shy. "Mom, my daughter thinks Mr. Du is pretty good. He is also about the same age as my daughter."
"When your father gets that bitch back, mother will ask the matchmaker to find out about the second wife of the Du family."
Du Zhong, the minister of Dali Temple, was the second eldest child in the family. After the Yang family became the main wife, he met Mrs. Du's second wife at a palace banquet.
She originally wanted to go up to greet him and get acquainted with each other, but Queen Wei and Mrs. Du Er were chatting affectionately, so she didn't dare to disturb them.
Jiang Zhengming worked hard to find Jiang Shuyue in the capital.
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Summer flowers are mostly elegant, especially the white flowers, which are fragrant.
Jiang Shuyue poured medicinal materials in the space and harvested ripe corn.
She left the space and opened the bedroom door, and the scent of gardenia hit her face.
In the outer room, Qiu Ju is arranging flowers.
"Miss, you have slept well. Look, my servant put the gardenia flowers in the porcelain vase as you asked. The whole house is fragrant. It smells much better than incense."
"Yes, it smells good. Where did Sui Sui go?" Jiang Shuyue looked outside and asked.
"Master Nangong took the young master out again."
"Oh! By the way, I almost forgot, the real family sent a gift, and I still left it in the small hall."
