Chapter 158

"Thank brother Mingcheng for today's business. For my marriage, brother Mingcheng was hanged. Tonight, I was drunk in the immortal building in the east of the city. If I don't get drunk, I'll give a gift to brother Mingcheng." Li Youmo raised his eyebrows, which was the guarantee of the road. He came over to hook up with you Yuecheng's shoulder with a good look of brothers and sisters. "When my younger brother gets married in the future, I will invite brother Mingcheng, the matchmaker, to sit in the high hall and be worshipped by us. I will never send a new man through the door or throw the matchmaker over the wall."

Matchmaker? Li Youmo and Mo Xuemin's matchmaker! You Yuecheng opened her mouth and was speechless!

He quietly avoided Li Youmo's hand. Now he is extremely regretful. Why did he really have a private meeting with Mo Xuemin that night!

If this matter gets out, the face of the government of the Ming Dynasty will be lost!

The story that the Mohists and the Li family wanted to get married was widely publicized all over the street the next day. The reason is that Li Youmo is so famous! Such a flower name, even someone dared to marry his daughter. How can it not surprise people? I want to ask who's daughter so "brave".

It's said that it's the beautiful young lady of the Mohist school. They all sigh for it. How can such a gentle, dignified, talented and beautiful young lady marry Li Youmo? It's really a flower inserted on cow dung.

Of course, some people laughed and said that the "reputation" of the eldest miss of the Mohist family was right for the eldest son of the Li family!

Today with this, tomorrow with that, Miss Mo's great reputation is getting worse and worse now!

Hearing such rumors, Mo Xuemin's Fuqing courtyard changed a batch of porcelain that night!

It's night! Mo Xuemin stayed in the room alone.

There was no light in the dark room, and there was no maid around.

"Miss, miss!" Ink embroidered softly called twice at the door and listened. The room was too quiet. Silence would make people think it was empty, but ink embroidered knew that miss was always inside the door.

"Come in." Mo Xuemin took a breath and sat up straight again, facing the cold road at the door.

"Yes!" Ink embroidery gently pushed open the door, holding a candlestick in her hand. The candlestick with three big candles lit up the whole room in an instant. She carefully put the candlestick on the table in front of her bed.

"Has the prince of Zhenguo replied?" Under the light, Mo Xuemin's face was cloudy and sunny, and the redness and swelling on her face had not subsided, which made her beautiful face look a little more ferocious! There was no sense of tenderness and softness in her daily life. Her heart was filled with jealousy of Mo Xuetong this time. Her eyes were surprisingly cold under the light.

"Someone from the Duke's house in Zhenguo said that the son of God was going to the south of the Yangtze River to move his parents' tombs back to Kyoto for his cousin, so he wasn't there. The young lady's letter was brought back by her maidservant." Ink embroidery didn't dare to say anything more. She took out a particularly detailed envelope from her arms and held it in the palm of her hand to respectfully present it to Mo Xuemin.

be not in? Move the grave for his cousin? It's really a useless thing. At this time, she still wants to accommodate his delicate and sick cousin. No wonder she went to the Duke's house that day. It's his cousin who came out behind her! She is really a fox! It's really a good material to be a concubine!

Mo Xuemin doesn't know where his anger comes from. He just feels that Yun Yiqiu, who has been in contact with Sima Lingyun for a long time, is not a good woman at first sight, but he doesn't think how good he is with Sima Lingyun.

"Send a message to the people in the Marquis house of the town, saying that Miss Mo Si doesn't want to be a concubine!" Mo Xuemin said coldly! Although Sima Lingyun doesn't want Mo xueqiong, she doesn't dare to offend the Mo house. A fallen Marquis house is their own eyes. If Mo xueqiong decides not to enter the Zhen state Marquis house, there is no way, but in that case, the one who will lose face is the Zhen state Marquis house. She doesn't believe it. In this way, Sima Lingyun is not in a hurry!

"Yes, the maidservant will go up on the horse." Ink embroidery didn't dare to disobey and retreated in fear.

More and more people pay attention to the Li Mo family.

First, the Li family went to the Mohist family to ask for a marriage and was driven out by Mr. mo. later, the Duke and son of the Ming Dynasty personally accompanied Mr. Li to the door to ask for marriage. Again, Mr. Mo drove out mercilessly. Then the bride price of the Li family was carried to the door of the Mohist house. The door of the Mohist house was closed and stunned to let passers-by see the bride price all day.

Later, Li Shangshu went to the door in person and didn't know what he said in the study with Lord mo. when he opened the door again, he saw the two great people sitting there calmly, completely without the appearance of being at war. Lord Mo also specially sent Lord Li to the door, full of words and laughter.

Some people think that this is the same attitude of the Mohist house and the Li house. Next, it is a certainty that the Li family will marry the Mohist woman. Who ever thought that the Li family would close the door of the house and have no action after they go back, and the high-profile young man Li has not seen anyone. An insider said that young man Li studied in the study every day a while ago and was diligent and progressive.

Is it difficult to let this famous Prince Li Youmo in Kyoto take an examination of scholars? The whole people in Kyoto think it's impossible. They want to continue watching the dramas of the two families, but it happens that there's no play next! Li Youmo didn't make trouble, and the ink house returned to the old weather. It was just before the new year that the housekeeper and servants came and went, busy with the trifles of the new year. The marriage was strange and no one mentioned it again.

In the puzzled eyes of the people, the ink house welcomed a beautiful woman. The niece of the old lady also entered the door of the ink house in the name of serving the old lady nearby. The front foot entered the door of the ink house, and Sima Lingyun hurried back to Beijing. Because she was in a hurry, she threw Yun Yiqiu behind.

Sima Lingyun hurried into the city and went straight to the door of the house. Then he came to the door, threw his stirrup and dismounted. He had been waiting there for a long time, took the reins of the master and led the horse to one side for feeding.

There was no time to go back to the yard to change clothes. Sima Lingyun hurried to the yard of Mrs. Hou of the state of town. The maid saw Sima Lingyun coming at the gate of the yard and rushed to report the news. Two other women waited for Sima Lingyun to come and untie his fishy red cloak. The maid opened the curtain, Respectfully, he reported back to a thin woman about 40 years old: "madam, the son of God has returned to the house!"

Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo was dressed in a dark red embroidered long jacket, a blue baxiang skirt, and a gold hairpin with Phoenix spitting beads on her head. She looked at the door with a happy face. She saw her heroic son striding towards the door, her smiling eyes narrowed into a line, and she looked very kind. Her son was the most satisfied with her. Even if she died underground and looked at the ancestors of the Duke's house, She can also be proud.

On the other side of her, sat a girl in a light yellow dress, charming, especially those eyes that were narrower than the average person. The tiny lines of the eye liner made her look very charming. This is Sima's sister Lingyun, Sima and he Yan.

Sima Lingyun came in and saluted Mrs. Hou of the state of town. Sima Heyan jumped up from the pit and took Sima Lingyun as a coquettish. "Brother is here. Did you bring me anything?"

"Yes, why not? But because of the hurry, Yan'er's things are all in your cousin's car. Your cousin will come back in a few days. You must like it! Brother sold you the most desired Jiangnan Silk and satin, some fashionable patterns, and some new ornaments. You and your mother have both." Sima Lingyun said with a smile that he really loved his sister. Whenever he went out, no matter whether the time was tight or not, he would bring something to her.

"It's my cousin again! Brother, I don't care. You must sell it to me alone next time. I don't want to be with my cousin's things. Mine is mine. I don't want to be my cousin in a while. It also saves my cousin from crying with my brother." As soon as he heard that something was still in Yun Yiqiu's hand, Sima Heyan Duqi said displeased.

She really doesn't like this cousin who cries so tender and weak. It seems that everyone treats her badly. I really don't know where she is. When I see her crying, my brother still tries to coax her. Sometimes what she takes is her stuff. How can Sima Heyan like it.

Such a small family and small vision cousin doesn't have to cry with his big brother when she sees the good things he sells to her. Maybe half of the trouble will be lost. Thinking that her things will be taken away by Yunyi on the autumn equinox, Sima Heyan feels angry and shakes his hand.

"OK, OK, big brother, will you store Yan'er's things separately and let someone run quickly to send them to Yan'er?" Sima Lingyun patted her head and smiled.

"Well, I'm not embarrassed to ask for gifts when I'm so big. Let's play first. I have something to do with your brother. Don't meddle here." Seeing a pair of children's brothers and sisters in deep love, Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo was happy, but pretended to be angry and laughed and scolded to drive people away directly.

"You know, if my mother wants to talk to my eldest brother about business, can't yan'ershan? My mother doesn't hurt Yan'er, but only my eldest brother!" Sima Heyan pouted, pretending to be sad. Then he made a face at Sima Lingyun, smiled and went out with his maid.

"The girl is getting bigger and more arrogant..." Mrs. Hou of the state of town smiled. There was no complaint on her face, but a kind smile. Then she waved to the maid around her. The maid stepped back with full knowledge of the opportunity, leaving only a close mother to wait on her.

"Mother, why are you so anxious to call yun'er back?" Seeing the crowd retreat, Sima Lingyun sat on a chair on one side, took the tea handed by Mammy, took a box, skimmed the tea on it, drank it, looked up and asked. He was really confused.

When I went there, I clearly agreed with my mother that I would come back after the new year, because I had to deal with all the affairs of my cousin's parents. For a long time, some things can't be done in a day or two. My mother also knows how to send someone to let me come back at this moment. My cousin's affairs are not finished. Because I was anxious to come back, I simply left the housekeeper to do unimportant things, And Yun Yiqiu hurriedly followed him back to Beijing because he was worried about him.

Sima Lingyun couldn't think of anything that made her mother hurry to recall herself!

"Yun'er, someone from Mo House said that Mo xueqiong didn't want to enter the door as a concubine." Seeing her son in a hurry, Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo didn't hesitate to say the matter directly. This sentence was sent by the Mo family, and she didn't care much. It's good that yun'er agreed to let her in when Mo xueqiong had something wrong. No matter what, yun'er was a first-aid talent that day. When others knew that, they would only praise him with their thumbs. As for many concubines in the family, It's not that the Duke's residence in the town can't afford people.

Of course, Mo xueqiong is mohuawen's daughter, and her identity is different from that of an ordinary concubine. At least, she is also a good concubine. This is not only a respect for mohuawen, but also a show of kindness. Although the Duke's house in the town can't marry a concubine as the mistress, it can't treat the young lady of jingzhaoyin's family lightly.

Both Madame Hou and Sima Lingyun know that the house of the Marquis of the state of the town looks good in face now, and will have to rely on ink to help her daughter in the future. Therefore, although it is said to be a concubine room, this marriage is also publicized by people all over the capital, and has gone through three media and six rites. It can be said that except that the name is not the wife of the Marquis of the state of the town, everything else is better than the wife, In private, Sima Lingyun has seen mohuawen and proposed that Mo xueqiong be your concubine first, and then be your wife after entering the main room.

This is also a round face of Mohua Wen. For this reason, Mohua Wen specially kept him for dinner and had a good talk!

What do you say? The good thing has changed its mind again!

Sima Lingyun's face sank!