Chapter 326

"Who are you talking about?"

Mr. Yuanjing would rather admit that his ears were useless and had auditory hallucinations than hear the name again from his daughter.

Wu Niang didn't know where he was and repeated it with a smile, "Liu Xila, isn't he your father's student? If he can be recognized by his father and included in Langya academy, there must be no problem in major right and wrong. Is his style? My daughter thinks it needs further observation..."

"She can't!" Mr. Yuanjing opened his mouth to deny, and such a determined attitude puzzled the five niangs.

She said she liked Weici before, and her father didn't show opposition. Instead, she was happy to see her success.

Unfortunately, people already have a girl they like in their heart. Wu Niang disdained to compete with others, so she sadly chose to give up.

Now that Liu Xi has changed, how can his father directly and categorically veto it?

"Liu Xi, he's married?"

Five niangs thought about Jiang Pengji's appearance and age, and felt that the other party was very likely to get married.

The current trend is for men to get married early. It is rare that one in 20 is still single like Wei CI.

If so, Wu Niang can't force it.

"No... it's just... Your temperament is not suitable..." Mr. Yuanjing has a beautiful tongue on weekdays, but now he is speechless. He doesn't know how to explain to his daughter, "Liu Xi is not a fish in the pool. He has a wild temperament. His father thinks you will be wronged."

Wu Niang is a filial daughter. She just likes Jiang Pengji. Since her father is not satisfied, she doesn't want it.

Mr. Yuanjing sighed and stroked his daughter's long hair.

On the one hand, he thinks his daughter is like him. He has a good eye for picking people. Whether it's Wei CI or Liu Xi, it's really a dragon and Phoenix among people. It's a pity that the former has a sense of belonging and a strange life style, and the latter... The gender is not appropriate. He also wants to hold a grandson and granddaughter!

On the other hand, he felt pity.

Mr. Yuanjing smiled kindly and promised. "Being a father will find you the best husband in the world."

Wu Niang blushed with shame. Anyway, she is also an unmarried girl of Yunying. She will be shy when talking about her marriage.

"If you can't find the best, your daughter won't marry in the future and let her father support her all her life." Five niangs held Mr. Yuanjing's arm and spoiled it, which made her very charming and naive. "At that time, my daughter will always be at home. My father can't dislike it."

Mr. Yuanjing was relieved that the matter could be solved in this way. It couldn't be better.

Although he can count the lives of others, only those close to him cannot.

He didn't know where the daughter would go in the future.

The only thing we can do is to check it and find her a real son-in-law.

Jiang Pengji said goodbye to her familiar friends a few days in advance, and Mr. Yuanjing also said hello.

With the fragrance of pear flowers on her sleeves, Jiang Pengji stepped on the orange afterglow and returned home. There were many vehicles parked in front of the door, which were filled with the rare wood found by Jiang Pengji everywhere, as well as the well-made furniture, clothes, cloth, jewelry powder and many good land deeds

Not to mention the dowry prepared in Hejian, Jiang Pengji's dowry has exceeded the value of ordinary gentry women.

Many of the things she bought had passed through the hands of snow treaders. She knew the value of these dowries best, and she felt a little aggrieved.

"What are you thinking? The mouth is so high that you can hang a pot of vinegar."

After washing, Jiang Pengji put on her bedclothes, put down her long hair combed in the daytime and gathered it behind her head.

Back to the bedroom, I knelt down on the snow to tidy up the mattress on the bed, with some resentment on my expression, and the range of finishing action was also large.

This was very different from her usual, and the reaction was a little strong. Jiang Pengji asked casually.

The snow treading action was neatly sorted out. After taking a look at the location of the booklet, I was more and more angry.

"The slave sorted out the dowry booklet and brought it to the husband to have a look."

Jiang Pengji bowed to the snow and said with a smile, "I don't know what Lanting did today, but it made the little lady so angry?"

Stepping on the snow saw her playing tricks and throwing her horn on the couch. She was unhappy and said, "Lang is so open-minded, but the slave is a careful eye. The dowry is that the legitimate women of ordinary gentry are not so good, let alone... Let alone a common daughter who has little relationship with lang. if you put it in someone else's family, don't empty the warehouse... What should Lang do in the future?"

In today's era, there are two concepts: legitimate and common.

Liu Fu gave a concubine such a rich dowry, as if to empty the warehouse. Why should the legitimate son who will inherit the family property be embarrassed? Of course, on the other hand, it can also reflect the leniency and kindness of the Liu family and treat the concubines so well.

However, this kind of "good" is not bought by everyone.

If ordinary people say so, even if they don't have any ideas in mind, they can't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Pengji smiled indifferently. "When a concubine gets married, her dowry and her mother's family are her dependence in her mother-in-law's family, not to mention marrying into the royal family. At least I'm her brother. What do I do with her?"

Stepping on the snow sighed, "Lang Jun is generous. I'm afraid others may not appreciate it."

Although they are all the same father, the status of concubines and legitimate children is relative, and there is little harmony.

Jiang Pengji smiled but didn't speak, and stepping on the snow didn't continue to grasp the topic.

She opened the quilt and was about to lie down. She said, "tomorrow will be on the road. You can have a good night's sleep and keep your spirit. You don't have to watch tonight."

Stepping on the snow smiled and still made a mattress outside.

Jiang Pengji could only sigh when she heard the movement outside.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Mr. Yuanjing didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Instead, he woke up his wife.

"What happened to you tonight?"

It's like flipping pancakes.

"I'm making too much noise to you?" Mr. Yuanjing looked at the wife who got up with a cloak on his shoulder and said apologetically, "you continue to sleep. I got up and went to the study for one night... I'm restless tonight. I can't sleep anyway..."

"Just your mind..." the lady went back to sleep and muttered vaguely.

Mr. Yuanjing carefully opened the quilt, put on his coat and cloak, and left the bedroom with light hands and feet.

The moon was thick outside. He looked at it, bowed his head and calculated, and frowned secretly.

Until dawn, he didn't feel sleepy. Instead, he sat in his study all night.

There is another person who has insomnia like him.

At dawn, the city gate was wide open, and a team of motorcade drove out of the city gate quietly.

Jiang Pengji rode Dabai in front of the team, followed by more than 20 vehicles filled with all kinds of dowry items. More than 100 guards guarded both sides of the team, pressed the broadsword at her waist to guard against the movement on both sides of the road, for fear of meeting bandits or mobs blocking the road.

Wearing a cloak over his shoulders, Wei CI stood in the Shili Pavilion, overlooking the back of Jiang Pengji leaving, and sighed faintly.

He knew that he might not come back once he went.