Otherwise, if you ask him who he wants to kiss, he will definitely not be able to answer.
Thinking this in his mind, Lin Yuanqiu asked, "I have two sisters. I don't know which one you are talking about?"
Which?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zixu's face suddenly turned red to the roots of his ears.
Just when Lin Yuanqiu thought that the other party would come directly to say something, I didn't know.
But Zhou Zixu said shyly, "It's the one with a mole on the back of her right hand, and when she laughs, her voice sounds like a silver bell. Also, the chestnuts she bakes are neither raw nor burnt, and they taste special." Sweet."
After saying that, Zhou Zixu scratched his head "honestly" and then let out a "hehe" giggle.
Lin Yuanqiu: (…)
Have you kept this in mind for a long time?
Also, didn't that roasted chestnut thing happen six or seven years ago? Chunyan was only nine years old at that time, so this person must have fallen in love like this?
Zhou Zixu, on the other hand, felt much more at ease after he said what was in his heart, "Brother Lin, I will talk to my father about this matter tomorrow."
Zhou Zixu felt that since everything had been said, he might as well settle the matter.
Lin Yuanqiu longed to have such a brother-in-law, but he did not express his position, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious, that is, you should deal with the family first and then come over to talk about this matter.
After being together for many years, how could Zhou Zixu not know Lin Yuanqiu's inner thoughts? With Brother Lin's temperament, if he really disagreed, he would have refused.
So he just assumed that Brother Lin had already acquiesced.
As for his parents and grandfather, Zhou Zixu didn't think about it at all. After marrying a wife, she lived with him, so of course his opinion should be the main one.
Looking at the sky outside, it was almost time for dinner. Zhou Zixu stood up and said, "Let's go, Brother Lin, let's go to the canteen to eat quickly!"
There are many dormitory students in the Imperial College. If you arrive late, you will have to queue for a long time. Therefore, Lin Yuanqiu didn't waste any time. After getting up and straightening the wrinkles on his clothes, he followed Zhou Zixu out the door.
Just when he passed by the wooden table, Zhou Zixu was attracted by the portrait spread on the table.
Because Lin Yuanqiu had only painted the face of the Bodhisattva, he had not painted the bun and the three crowns. So in Zhou Zixu's eyes, the face on the painting paper is basically no different from other pictures of ladies. Therefore, when he sees the cinnabar mole between the character's eyebrows, he always feels that the person in the painting is different from a They look very similar, but who is it?
After meditating for a while, Zhou Zixu patted his head. Isn't this Yurou's cousin?
Thinking of this, Zhou Zixu couldn't help but say, "The person in Brother Lin's painting is so similar to my cousin."
"Your cousin?"
Lin Yuanqiu was surprised. Is there a woman who looks like Guanyin?
"That's right!" Zhou Zixu smiled, "My cousin also has a red cinnabar mole between her eyebrows."
The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows?
Hearing what Zhou Zixu said, Lin Yuanqiu quickly remembered a person with fair skin, a bright smile, and a cherry-red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
Could it be that the girl he saw earlier was Zhou Zixu's cousin?
But thinking that when he met her that day, the other party was inside the Zhou family courtyard wall, it seemed that she was not wrong.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yuanqiu accidentally remembered the cousin of the Zhou family that his father had mentioned to him. So, could it be the same person?
…
It can be said that Zhou Zixu has never looked forward to the end of the half-day class in the morning as much as he did today.
Therefore, just after the last class, he didn't even have time to eat lunch, so he took his book and inkstone and quickly headed towards the inn at the end of the street.
Seeing his son coming over with an excited pace, Zhou Xing was a little confused. This boy had such a long face yesterday, but he didn't expect the clouds to clear up so quickly?
Automatically ignoring the strange look in his father's eyes, Zhou Zixu turned around and closed the door, and couldn't wait to tell his purpose of coming, "Dad, when you get back, you will find a matchmaker to go to the Lin family for me to arrange marriage."
Lin! Which Lin family?
Also, why are you suddenly planning to get married again?
Zhou Xing was stunned, and his mind couldn't turn around for a moment.
"It's Brother Lin's Lin family!" Zhou Zixu explained.
Only then did Zhou Xing realize, yes, Yuan Qiu’s surname was Lin, so his Xu’er wanted to marry Yuan Qiu’s sister?
Thinking of this, Zhou Xing suddenly smiled.
The Lin family is good, not only sensible, but also has a good family tradition. I think the girls who come to the Lin family must have been well educated.
Furthermore, now that Yuan Qiu has gained the honor of being a civil servant, and will pass the Jinshi examination in the future, his sister will naturally follow suit.
And the most important thing is that Yuan Qiu and Xu'er are already good friends. If they become uncles, they will only take care of each other even more in the future. Wouldn't that be great?
So why didn't I think of it before? My father probably wouldn't object to such a marriage.
Zhou Zixu, on the other hand, quickly talked about Master Qin.
"Dad, do you know that when Brother Lin went to the Qin Mansion two days ago, he specifically mentioned me in front of Mr. Qin."
"Master Qin?" Zhou Xing was puzzled, "Which Master Qin?"
Zhou Zixu replied: "Master Qin is Qin Yu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites. A few days ago, he specially asked Brother Lin to go to his house so that he could explain the article to Brother Lin. When Brother Lin came back, he said that Master Qin asked me If I go with you next time, my son will know that it was Brother Lin who mentioned me in front of Mr. Qin that gave my son such an opportunity."
As he said that, Zhou Zixu quickly remembered something and said with a busy smile: "Dad, Mr. Qin is the prostitute of Ding Maonian. My son has listened to his lectures, and he is very knowledgeable."
After hearing what his son said, Zhou Xing felt more and more that the Lin family was a close family.
Just as he had thought before, Yuan Qiu had taken good care of Xu'er before the two families got married. If they really became in-laws, the two families would be more harmonious.
In addition, Zhou Xing had already thought about how to reply to the Lu family, and he would tell them directly that Xu'er had agreed to get married last year.
In this case, Mr. Lu should have nothing to say.
In fact, after listening to what his son said yesterday, Zhou Xing had been thinking about the Lu family's desire to marry him, and always felt that the other party must have some idea behind it.
…
In the evening, the hall of Lu Mansion.
Just after dinner, Lu Huai and Zhang each held a cup of tea to relieve their tiredness.
Lu Huai calculated the time to send the letter and thought that the reply from the Zhou family was already on its way.
Lu Huai was naturally very confident about the marriage he proposed. In his opinion, if Zhou Shisheng wanted his grandson to have a smooth career, he would definitely agree to his marriage.
But I don’t know what happened to Zhou Zixu. He hasn’t come to ask for advice for a long time.
Originally, Lu Huai wanted to go to the Imperial College to have a look, but then he thought that if they got married, he would be the father-in-law, so there was no reason for the father-in-law to covet his son-in-law.
Putting down the tea cup, Lu Huai and Mrs. Zhang warned: "Tomorrow, if you ask the embroiderer to cut some clothes for the second girl, the Zhou family may not come to the capital in person."
Although Mrs. Zhang nodded, she still couldn't understand. The highest honor of the Zhou family was just Zhou Zixu's promotion. Why would such a good gentleman want to get married?
Although being a concubine is nothing to her, if she manages the business well, it will also be helpful to her son.
With this thought in her mind, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Master, I think this marriage needs long-term planning. Then the Zhou family..."
Before Zhang could finish speaking, Lu Huai interrupted, "What do you know? I'm absolutely right about this."
Lu Huaixin said, women really have long hair but short knowledge. Although the Zhou family looked ordinary, Zhou Jin's status as a fourth-rank official was quite considerable back then.
Speaking of which, Lu Huai had learned a thorough understanding of the Zhou family's affairs from Shang Feng not long ago.
Thinking back to the thousand taels of silver notes that Zhou Xing sent when he came to visit, it can be seen that Zhou Jin did leave a lot of family property to his descendants.
Nowadays, the Zhou family's thoughts are all on Zhou Zixu. Lu Huai feels that if he can control this son-in-law, he will not have the final say in the future of the Zhou family.
There is also the third girl of the Zhou family. Thinking of Shangfeng's words, Lu Huai couldn't help but said to Mrs. Zhang, "Do you know whose family Zhou Zixu's third aunt married to?"
"Which family did you marry into?"
Ms. Zhang was wondering, it was fine, why did she blame her aunt again?
Lu Huai stretched out his hand and pointed in the west direction of the city, "Zhong Mansion."
Zhongfu? Mrs. Zhang mentally counted the families with the surname Zhong in the west of the city, and finally couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Is it Uncle Yongyi's mansion?"
Lu Huai nodded, thinking that although the third girl of the Zhou family married only a concubine, she was also separated from the family.
But so what, all I want is a reason to make friends with the uncle.
…
Chapter 116 Plan
Because he was worried that Uncle Zhou would go back at any time, Lin Yuanqiu took advantage of his free time in the afternoon and prepared to go to the street.
Yesterday, he had finished drawing several pictures of Avalokitesvara Guanyin, which he had already painted before. Lin Yuanqiu carefully rolled the six pictures together, put them in the book box, and hurried out. Imperial College.
The concierge of the Imperial College was an old man with gray hair and beard. Every time he saw Lin Yuanqiu going out, he had doubts in his heart. Those who enter the Imperial College are basically Juren. With such an identity, which student doesn’t have neat hair and well-dressed clothes when going out? It is even less likely that there will be someone like this who goes out with a book box on his back, so every time When he saw Lin Yuanqiu passing by the door, the old concierge would take a look at the tall student for a while, feeling curious and curious in his heart.
Lin Yuanqiu didn't know that he had become a novel existence in the mind of the concierge. At this moment, he was walking on the street, weaving in and out of the lively crowd.
As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, stalls selling fans and sachets are set up at the entrances of many shops. There are also many handkerchiefs, and the styles of those fans can be described as diverse, including paper, silk, and gauze. As for the colors, there are all kinds of colors. Looking from a distance, the colorful ones are very beautiful.
Lin Yuanqiu originally wanted to stop and appreciate it, but thinking that he had to go to Sibaozhai, he quickened his pace. He had better send the paintings to Shopkeeper Zhu first and buy these things when he came back.
Just as Lin Yuanqiu guessed, shopkeeper Zhu started counting the days on his hands three days ago, and he was still anxious. It has been more than 20 days, why hasn't Little Friend Lin come over yet.
Shopkeeper Zhu was so impatient not only because he was waiting for Lin Yuanqiu to deliver the finished paintings, but also because over the past twenty days, many customers had come to his shop to place orders.
These orders all require deposits, so it’s definitely not good if it takes too long.
It is impossible to say that, logically speaking, their shop does not have no painters employed, but even if the owner asked the painters to follow the painting inch by inch, they would not be able to paint the Taoyuan Mountain people.
How can I put it? Although the Bodhisattva portraits by other painters are exquisite, they look ordinary. They are just ordinary paintings that cannot be more ordinary.
As for the Taoyuan Mountain people, I really didn’t expect that from a piece of flat paper, you can actually see the concavity and convexity, and the Bodhisattva and the surrounding children are so lifelike that they seem to come alive.
I really don’t know what kind of brushwork Taoyuanshan people used.
Since they can't learn other people's painting techniques, they can only hope that Taoyuanshan people will complete the order soon.
I looked up at the sky outside and saw that it was almost noon. I thought that little friend Lin would not come over today.
Shopkeeper Zhu was about to sigh, but out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a tall figure at the door. He quickly turned his head and looked out the door. Oops, it was indeed Xiaoyou Lin.
Hahaha, I’ve been waiting for someone to come.
