Wei An rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Wei Zheng, who had been standing in the shadows watching the fire from across the bank.
He is actually very satisfied with this nephew. He is prompt and thoughtful in doing things, and he is polite and well-mannered in socializing. He has been practicing with him since he was eighteen years old. Now he is serving as a county magistrate at the age of twenty-seven, and he has never done anything wrong.
Among the children of the aristocratic families in Youzhou, he and Wei Cheng are among the best in terms of appearance, family background, and abilities.
However, he always felt a little unsure.
Wei Zheng was so impeccable that he sometimes felt a little scared. Even when faced with the open and covert confrontation between Li and Wei Cheng, he was always smart and never stepped forward to provoke Li, who always had nowhere to vent. No way to start.
Like a vulture dormant in the shadows, those eyes are calm, sharp, and sinister, always making people wonder if they will bite them.
"I've been watching the excitement for a long time." He picked up the cup and took a few sips of water. "What did you see?"
Wei Zheng stood in the carelessly clear shadow under the lamp. The twelve palace lantern poles pulled out branches in layers behind him. The branches held the lamp plate, and the wick flickered, like the nine-tailed fox in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. .
He smiled, his hand idly tracing the hair of the palace maid who was sitting on the bronze floor under the lamp stand, holding a lamp with both hands. Half of her face was illuminated clearly and brightly, and half of her eyebrows were deep and hidden in the darkness.
"My uncle is helpless, let alone me."
Wei An smacked his lips and sighed secretly. The people coming in and out took away most of the heat in the room. He tightened his collar and looked at Wei Zheng: "The Wang family intends to get married and promised that there will be no harm at all. We can't let irrelevant people get married." People influence the overall situation.”
There is something in his words.
"Uncle, do you mean to get rid of that woman?"
Wei An frowned.
It was easy to kill a powerless woman, but with his son's temper, would he agree?
If he didn't know what to do, he would have killed him, I'm afraid there would be some trouble.
He still doesn't know what position that woman holds in his son's heart.
He didn't want to make his family uneasy because of an insignificant woman.
"Forget it." Wei An waved his hand helplessly.
Wei Zheng felt relieved.
He took a few steps closer and stepped out of the shadows, his eyebrows calm and gentle: "That woman is said to be nice. Zhong Yang likes her, so it's understandable."
"Not bad?" Wei An was a little curious: "How is it not bad?"
"This...nephew doesn't know. In fact, Zhongyang likes it, so it doesn't matter if he accepts it. It's not uncommon for rich and noble people to have three wives and four concubines, as long as they are good." He glanced at him. Wei An's expression: "Uncle can keep Zhong Yang in check."
He took out a rolled portrait from his sleeve, unfolded it and put it in front of Wei An: "This is the portrait of the woman."
The silk cloth slowly unfolds, and the person in the painting is smiling. The brush and ink are moderately thick, and the woman's eyebrows are outlined, vaguely overlapping with someone's appearance.
Wei Anxin was startled and sat upright.
"It looks like..." He picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, "It really looks like it."
"Have you seen her?" Wei An raised his head and asked.
Wei Zheng answered truthfully: "I saw it from a distance."
He was supposed to go to the banquet of the Chamber of Commerce, but he was intercepted by Wei Cheng on the way. He heard that Wei Cheng did not go directly to the guild hall from his ancestral home, but took a detour to the north of the city and brought a girl with him. He was curious. Glancing from afar.
Not much can be seen, except that the girl's eyebrows were rosy when she got out of the car, and she looked like she had been moisturized. There was spring in the corners of her eyes and brows, which had a unique charm on a cold and windy winter day.
A strange emotion grew in his heart.
This was the first time he had seen Wei Cheng in such a hurry. Whether he was doing business or doing personal things in private, Wei Cheng was always serious and had a look on his face that he did not want to approach strangers. He originally thought that Wei Cheng's nature was like this, but he didn't. It occurred to me that one day he would get out of the car with a woman in his arms.
After getting out of the car, he was still laughing and flirting with the woman.
He knew that the girl from the Wang family was interested in getting married to Wei Cheng. Wang Yuanjun came from a high family, always acted like a lady from a wealthy family, and looked higher than her head. Wang Yuanjun was not suitable for Wei Cheng.
But it has nothing to do with him.
"Let's meet her." Wei An put the painting into his sleeve, "We can't let the woman outside ruin Zhong Yang's marriage."
"You go and make arrangements."
The next day.
Wei Cheng sent her back yesterday and told her that he had been in the northern suburbs for the past few days. She remembered that he had never mentioned to her that Wei Zhai was hosting a family dinner, let alone asking her to make snacks.
When Wei Zheng came in, she was scattering flowers on the bean curd.
The dried roses were torn into pieces the size of fingernails and sprinkled on the bean curds, which still carried the fragrant fragrance of roses.
In the past few days, she had decorated the store a little. She hung a few calligraphy and paintings behind the counter, and made a curtain with Xiu jade beads at the entrance. When someone came in, she would move the curtain and make a sound to alert her.
When she heard someone stepping across the threshold, she didn't even raise her head: "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll come as soon as I finish what I'm doing."
The man said nothing, only chuckled.
Shen Yinxiao raised his head and met the pair of watery eyes behind the curtain.
The next moment, a slender white hand opened the curtain, and with a slight movement of the backhand, the green beaded curtain rustled, revealing the face behind the curtain.
Shen Yinxiao was slightly startled.
Handsome, feminine, and romantic are not enough to describe this face.
She lowered her head and continued to play with the bean curd in her hand. There was a food box beside her. She put the prepared bean curd into the food box, handed it to A'duo, and ordered neatly: "Send it to Xu's house on Liuye Lane in the south of the city. , this is what they ordered yesterday.”
"Okay." A'duo nodded and carried the food box out the door.
Shen Yinxiao took water from the bucket, washed his hands, dried them, and walked out.
"What does Mr. Lang want?"
Since Wei Zheng came in, he sat on a chair in the hall and looked at her quietly.
He was really curious.
The girl's family is not alone in business, but she is the woman Wei Cheng likes, so it's strange that Wei Cheng is willing to go to such trouble for her to appear in public.
She is really good-looking, with a round face, a pointed chin, eyebrows that are not pointed but green, and two peach blossom-like autumn eyes that twinkle. Her unpainted face is pure and beautiful, and even the small down on the side of her cheeks is clearly visible.
He has seen many women, some are charming, some are beautiful and pretend to be innocent, and there are also innocent girls who are really held in the palm of their parents' hands and never leave the door. He originally thought that they would not let go of his cousin. A woman should be a clever, soft and charming person, but at the worst, she is a crude but beautiful master who depends on others, such as my uncle's second marriage, Mr. Li.
But now it seems that it is not the case.
She is a beauty, but she is not pretentious. On the contrary, she is very neat, capable and has a calm temper.
I have to say that Wei Cheng's taste in finding women is really good.
"I heard that your family's bean curd is very good. I'm having a dinner at my house today and I would like to invite my wife to come over and make bean curd."
Shen Yinxiao was slightly excited, a big order was coming.
"May I ask which restaurant is hosting the banquet?"
"The governor of the Wei family."
Shen Yinxiao thought she heard wrongly and repeated: "Wei family?"
Wei Zheng nodded with a smile: "Exactly."
The name is the birthday of the concubine Wei Xian.
Wei Xian was only eleven years old, and his biological mother was a slave. She was of low background. Li Ruxin had not had children for many years. She was so anxious that she recorded the two concubines in her name and said that she would raise them by herself. In fact, she gave them to the wet nurse. During the holidays, he would pull the two concubines to ask questions and listen to their greetings.
It is most appropriate to use the concubine's birthday as his name.
