Geng Xingshuang couldn't think of this reason no matter how hard she tried, and looking at the serious look on Zeng's face, it was obvious that this was true.
"Yang Qingmo is not in Ningdu." Geng Xingshuang was speechless.
"It's because he is not in Ningdu." Zeng said with a helpless expression, "He Yuzhu's father is the magistrate of Chao County. She went to her father's place for more than half a year last year and did not return to Ningdu until last month. The county is very close to Pingcheng, and that's where she met Uncle Liu, and then...she fell in love at first sight, and asked his father to help inquire. Later, she found out that it was our sixth master. Mr. He was originally worried about Uncle Liu's identity. I didn’t want to fulfill my daughter’s wish, but after learning about Uncle Liu’s identity, I no longer had any worries.”
"Then she...no, what are they going to do with me?"
Geng Xingshuang didn't even bother to ask the He family if they knew about Yang Qingmo's engagement. It was just a lice on a bald man's head - it was obvious.
"I don't know the specific details. I just know that the third aunt is trying her best to promote this matter. The third uncle seems to agree with it. Grandma originally disagreed, but now I think her attitude has relaxed."
Geng Xingshuang still didn't understand, "This matter has to go through my uncle and aunt, right?"
After all, only Yang Qingmo's biological parents can decide on his marriage. It's not like he doesn't have parents, so he can only rely on his grandmother, uncles and aunts to make the decision.
Speaking of Yang Qingmo's uncle, Geng Xingshuang seems to be able to explain Yang Fu's strange attitude towards him now.
Her concession to herself today could be said to be sympathy.
Geng Xingshuang was a little bit dumbfounded. They hadn't broken off the engagement yet, and everyone in the Yang family seemed to know that they were close.
If he didn't withdraw in the end, he didn't know whether it would be the shame on He Yuzhu and the third room of the Yang family, or on himself.
No, I am ashamed of myself, and I have done nothing wrong.
Geng Xingshuang immediately corrected her mentality, looked at Zeng who looked worried and said: "Sister Zeng, don't worry, I know about this. I will go home in a while. I will no longer come to the house during this time and go to other people." When I'm a guest, I'll also ask if I have anything to do with the He family and the Yang family, don't worry, I'll be careful."
The most important thing is that after returning, she wrote a letter to question Yang Qingmo. He was the one who caused this matter and he could only handle it. If he couldn't handle it well, she would ask her eldest brother to help her find a new marriage.
She has no requirements for family background. After all, I don’t know how long the plaque of the uncle’s house will be hung. It seems that her father and eldest brother have no potential to become officials. As long as they are healthy, have good character, and look good, they can finally It takes a little bit of effort, and my parents and sisters are easy to get along with, so it's almost the same.
She didn't have to marry into the Yang family. Although Yang Qingmo looked very much like her, she was sure that he was not her only choice until now.
Perhaps because of this mentality, Geng Xingshuang acted calmer and more relaxed than Zeng.
"I don't know when the letter will be delivered to Heping City in Suzhou. Do I have to ask the second master to find two guards to ride on horseback to deliver it again? This will also ensure that my parents-in-law and uncle can receive the news in time." Zeng thought worriedly .
After checking on Xiao Xinran who was still sleeping, Geng Xingshuang, Geng Xingchen and Jiang Xuefu said goodbye to Zeng.
After lunch, the guests who came to enjoy the flowers gradually said goodbye and left. Some of them did not leave, such as the four sisters of the Geng family, He Yuzhu, Huaixin and others, as well as those who came with their father and brother at home, so they also waited to join their father and brother in the outer courtyard. leave.
But by this time, there were far fewer guests.
Most of the guests left in groups. As the host, the girl from the Yang family sent them to the hanging flower gate.
Knowing that Geng Xingshuang and the others were leaving, Yang Fu came out to see them off.
"Grandma hasn't gotten up for her lunch break yet. She told me that she didn't need to say goodbye."
Yang Fu said, as for Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yang San, Mrs. Yang has already explained it in this way, and naturally they also explained that they don't need to ask the junior to make a special trip.
Since Geng Xingbing and Geng Xingyu were still at Yang Zhen's place, Geng Xingshuang didn't wait for them, and just asked Yang Fu to tell them to leave first.
She was in a hurry to go back and write a letter to Yang Qingmo. As for Hong Fu, she had not yet arrived, so she went to the escort agency or the inn to send it. When Hong Fu arrived, she wrote another letter and asked Hong Fu to send it to express her feelings for him. Once she is angry, it is difficult to calm down. Perhaps only "Yunshan Ji III" can make her change her mind.
Geng Xingshuang's inner abacus was rattling, and she was thinking about what words she should use to express her firm intention to Mr. Yang Liu.
Just as they arrived at the Chuihua Gate, the carriage Geng Xingshuang and Geng Xingchen were riding in had already been driven over by Ma San.
Because Young Master Jiang was not ready to leave, Geng Xingshuang decided to send Jiang Xuefu back to the Jiang family. Young Master Jiang was happy to see this happen. The purpose of bringing his sister out was to let her make more friends instead of spending the whole day Staying at home playing with swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Just when Jiang Xuefu got into the carriage of the uncle's house and Geng Xingshuang was about to get on the carriage, a maid in a dark green hat and bean paste-colored skirt walked quickly towards this direction from the hanging flower door.
"Third girl, fifth girl!"
Seeing Yang Fu and Yang Ru, the maid quickened her pace and called out immediately.
"Qiaojuan, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
Yang Ru asked.
Yang Fu frowned slightly and said nothing.
"Third and fifth girls, the eldest, second, third, fourth and fifth masters are holding a poetry and painting competition with the guests in the outer courtyard. They will write poems or paintings based on today's flower appreciation banquet. The master and the third master knew about it, and even set up first, second and third prizes, three for poetry and three for painting.
Then some customers said that the real good flowers and famous flowers are all in the back garden, so it is not interesting to only compete with people in the outer courtyard. They can let the girls inside join in and invite a few respected adults to be judges. After the competition, the girls will write poems and paintings. It will also be returned to its original owner.
After hearing this, the eldest master thought it made sense, so he asked his slaves to come in and tell all the girls about this. Miss Three, Miss Five, do you think you should inform them now..."
Qiaojuan spoke clearly and quickly, clearly explaining the ins and outs of this impromptu poetry and painting competition.
"But the guests have almost left." Yang Ru frowned and said, "Why didn't you tell us earlier? If you had told us earlier, someone would have stayed to attend."
"That's not necessarily the case. After all, it's a male guest from the outer courtyard..."
"Third Miss, Grandma's father is also here today. He also invited Mr. Li Jijiu. If the ladies know that Mr. Li Jijiu of the Imperial Academy is the judge, they will definitely be willing."
Qiaojuan interrupted Yang Fu abruptly.
Yang Fu's face stiffened, and she looked towards Geng Xingshuang, who was about to get on the bus, but had not yet gotten on the bus because of Qiaojuan's sudden arrival.
"Sixth sister, seventh sister, are you willing to participate? By the way, Qiaojuan, father and third uncle have already said what the prize will be."
Yang Fu first asked Geng Xingshuang and Geng Xingshuang. Without waiting for their answers, she immediately turned to ask Qiaojuan again, feeling a little impatient.
"Whether it's a poem or a painting, the first place is an inscription by Mr. Li Jijiu, the second place is a Shengchunluo, and the third place is sixty-six taels of silver."
Qiaojuan seemed a little annoyed that she had forgotten such an important part. When Yang Fu asked, she immediately answered with a slight sense of pride.
Obviously, in her opinion, this prize is already considered to be as good as it gets.
Geng Xingshuang also felt that it couldn't be better. Regardless of first place, second place or third place, the prizes were very attractive to her.
The name of Li Jijiu was Li Chi, who was born in the 21st year of Changning. His calligraphy and painting skills were the best in the world. At the beginning of the 10th year of Shengning, when he was an official in the fourth rank of the Imperial Academy, he offered wine to the Emperor.
If one of his calligraphy were collected as a collection, it would be able to knock on the doors of many scholars, not to mention how much money it could be sold for.
Geng Xingshuang couldn't figure out why he came to Yang's house to participate in such a flower appreciation banquet, and then came to be a judge in such a temporary competition, and even offered inscriptions as prizes. It was really puzzling.
According to Geng Xingshuang's usual way of doing things, at this time, she must join in the fun. She not only wants to win the prize, but also wants to know what the real purpose of this competition is. She doesn't believe that this competition is just a simple one. Contest.
But today...
Geng Xingshuang met Yang Fu's expectant and conflicted eyes, shook her head and refused: "Unfortunately, I have something to do today, so I won't participate in this poetry and painting competition. Besides, I don't know anything about this poem. Painting...although I can draw, but But I don’t dare to say how good my paintings are, and I don’t dare to show my ugliness in front of the Master Jiujiu of the Imperial Academy.”
