How did Geng Yan know that his nephew, who just came back yesterday, had a close connection with him this early in the morning.
Geng Shuhuai held in his breath and continued walking out. He thought he could meet Yang Qingmo on the way or even to Yang's house.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the Chuihua Gate, he saw a man wearing a moon-white long-sleeved robe, a green quilt tied around his waist, hooks of the same color, and a snow-green thin shirt, walking over slowly. His facial features are handsome, his body is like a bamboo, and his whole person is like an immortal coming to the world, and those who look at him are straight-eyed.
Of course, Geng Shuhuai thought that he was different from those servants who had never seen the world. He was only stunned for a moment, no, it was a moment, and then he immediately came back to his senses. No matter how elegant and refined he looked now, the guy in front of him, What a peerless figure, but he still remembered the unkempt appearance of this guy when they came back together yesterday.
Although he is quite handsome, he is not as...so...
Geng Shuhuai thought for a long time, but could not think of an adjective to describe his feelings this time. At this moment, he thought of the sentence, the book will be used only when it is used, the ancients will not deceive me!
"Why are you dazed?"
The sound is so nice too! The little maid sweeping near the hanging flower door was already feeling "ahhhhhh..." in her heart at this moment. She finally controlled her eyes to move away from the sudden appearance of this peerless young man, and moved her eyes to the ground. Well, for some reason , the ground seems to be much smoother today, which makes her happy. Sweeping the floor does not seem to be a bad thing, and it is not as annoying and boring as before.
"Uh...who is in a daze? It's you who has the problem. Yesterday you were dressed like a beggar, today you are dressed like a peacock. What do you mean?"
Geng Shuhuai came back to his senses and immediately asked.
"You mean, the clothes made by Aunt Ruan are made of peacock feathers? Aunt Ruan will be happy to hear this."
Yang Qingmo asked with a slight smile.
Geng Shuhuai choked and forgot that his clothes were specially sent to him by his mother yesterday evening.
But... Geng Shuhuai looked Yang Qingmo up and down, and then came to the conclusion, "My mother is partial!"
"Huh?" Yang Qingmo raised his eyebrows, "Why do you say that?"
"Look at what you are wearing, and look at what I am wearing. Yours looks like peacock feathers, and mine looks like tit feathers."
Geng Shuhuai said, shaking his sleeves and gesturing to Yang Qingmo to look at his clothes.
Today he was wearing a light gray narrow-sleeved summer dress. He was tall and slender, but his skin was dark and strong. Although he was as tall as Yang Qingmo, their temperaments were completely different.
Yang Qingmo really looked at Geng Shuhuai's clothes carefully and said, "The materials are the same, but the style and color are different, so Aunt Ruan has no preference."
"The materials are the same? Then my mother really has no preference."
Geng Shuhuai nodded seriously, "However, it is my sister who is partial. Humph, Sister Shuang is too partial. The style I painted for you is so elegant and pure, while the style I painted for me is so ordinary."
Yang Qingmo glanced at him, "Since you dislike it so much, why don't you take it off?"
As he spoke, Yang Qingmo stretched out his hand and pointed his index finger and middle finger at Yang Qingmo. A slight airflow popped out from his fingertips, and Geng Shuhuai's clothes were slightly lifted from the hem.
Geng Shuhuai's expression changed, and he immediately reached out to cover his clothes, "Yang Liu, what are you going to do?"
"Since you dislike these clothes, I will help you take them off out of kindness."
Yang Qingmo smiled and spoke calmly, as if it was a normal thing for him to help people take off their clothes in public.
"You...well, I was wrong!"
Geng Shuhuai wanted to curse, but when he thought that he would have something to ask of others later, he had to compromise.
Yang Qingmo: "You recognized the mistake a little too quickly today!"
"When you come to our house, I have to save some face for you." Geng Shuhuai said plausibly, but also seemed impatient: "You haven't gone in yet, are you standing here on purpose to let people watch?"
As he spoke, he glanced around and occasionally looked at Yang Qingmo's servants, especially the little maids with bright eyes.
When did this piece of land need so many people to sweep it?
Didn't it mean that there were many fewer servants in their house? When he returned home yesterday, he didn't see so many people.
Geng Shuhuai thought rather unhappy in his heart.
Yang Qingmo glanced at him, "What's the situation in your house now?"
Yang Qingmo knew that Geng Xingshuang would at most mention the matter about the uncle's house to him, but not in too much detail. In the letter written to Geng Shuhuai, he would explain the cause and effect clearly, and also tell her Tell Geng Shuhuai about his personal likes and dislikes.
He once felt slightly unhappy because he suddenly learned this, but the unhappiness only passed by in a flash. He knew in his heart that in Geng Xingshuang's heart, he was far inferior to his biological brother Geng Shuhuai, not only now, but also until now. In the further future, his status in her heart may never be as important as Geng Shuhuai's.
But...what does it matter? He can feel her gradually increasing trust in him from the lines of her letters, and that's it.
All he needs to do is to understand, trust and be considerate as always.
Geng Shuhuai thought for a moment, "Let's go to Yide Courtyard to meet my grandfather first. As for my grandmother, I will take you to the entrance of the main courtyard later to salute and show off."
The future uncle-in-law, just like Geng Shuhuai said, first went to Yide Courtyard to meet Geng Xun.
Geng Xun was very sad when he saw the outstanding Yang Qingmo.
"If your grandfather were still alive, how happy he would be to see a good man like you in the Yang family, Qingmo!"
Yang Qingmo handed over his hand, "Grandpa Geng is overrated. I have traveled to many places with my second brother Geng in the past few years. Second brother Geng is no worse than me in any aspect. Now that second brother Geng has finished his journey and returned to the uncle's house, Grandpa Geng must be very happy too."
Geng Xun stroked his beard and smiled awkwardly, "Indeed, Brother Huai is also very good, not bad!"
Then, after talking dryly for a while, Geng Shuhuai said goodbye.
This time, before Geng Xun could speak, he said first: "Grandpa, don't worry, my grandson will take Yang Liu to pay homage outside the grandmother's courtyard. Although grandma won't see us, she can definitely feel our respect for her."
With that said, without looking at Geng Xun's raised eyebrows, he pulled Yang Qingmo out of Yideyuan in a hurry.
Geng Xun looked at Yang Qingmo, who was wearing a wide-sleeved robe. Under the pull of Geng Shuhuai, he walked out slowly, but... the speed was no slower than that of Geng Shuhuai, who was trotting.
Geng Xun did not call out to the two of them, and his raised eyebrows gradually dropped.
He seemed to have thought of something wrong.
Count Anping's title has indeed come to an end in his generation. Unless he makes great contributions to Daning, it will be difficult to continue.
But the rise and fall of a family is not limited to the continuation of the title.
Now, the second son is dead, and the eldest grandson is very knowledgeable. He should be able to win the imperial examination in one fell swoop this autumn. If he is lucky in the next spring, he can earn the second rank of Jinshi, and then he can be awarded an official position, but he has to start from the eighth or ninth rank. It is difficult to predict when the family will be revitalized.
His second grandson, Geng Shuhuai, had been outspoken and reckless since he was a child. He had always disliked him and felt that the best place for him in the future was to be a pawn in the army. He could be a low-ranking military officer of the eighth or ninth grade at most, and would be useless to the family.
This is one of the reasons why he emphasizes the second house and despises the long house.
Whether he is looking at his son or his grandson, the eldest son is not as good as the second one. As for the third son, he does not like the son. The two grandchildren are still young, and it seems that their future achievements will be limited now, so he does not enter. His eyes.
But now, Geng Xun felt that he seemed to be wrong.
Geng Shuhuai is indeed not as stable as Geng Shulou, nor does he have the palace, but he has a sincere heart. Such people may have average abilities, but they will magically have a group of powerful friends, and then rise to a decisive position. Geng Xun has seen such examples before.
Although he only sees Yang Qingmo now, Geng Shuhuai has been away for many years. With his temperament, he should have made a lot of good friends. And because Yang Qingmo is here, Geng Xun believes that Geng Shuhuai has not made a bunch of bad friends. .
At that time, even if Geng Shuhuai himself cannot use these connections due to his personality and abilities, he can always use them for other people in the house.
Therefore, the matter could not be left alone. The boss and the eldest daughter-in-law had to be called over. Whether it was persuasion or threats, Geng Xun felt that he had a clear conscience. His starting point was for this family.
Geng Shuhuai and Yang Qingmo naturally didn't know, because in the short scene just now, Geng Xun, who seemed to care about nothing and just wanted to retire leisurely, had another plan in mind.
According to the original plan, they respectfully performed the junior salute at the entrance of the main courtyard, and then retreated respectfully under the stunned look of the maid guarding the door.
When the two arrived at Qingcui Courtyard, Geng Xingshuang had just finished breakfast.
"Father, mother, Sister Shuang, Yang Liu is here!"
As soon as he entered the yard, Geng Shuhuai shouted. As soon as he heard his voice, he knew that he was in a high mood at the moment, which was completely different from the sluggish mood when he first got up in the morning.
Geng Xingshuang opened the curtain and wanted to see if her brother had taken the magic elixir and why he was so happy.
But as soon as she stepped out of the house, her attention was completely occupied by another figure in the yard.
She stared blankly for a long time, opened her mouth, felt her throat was a little dry, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
