Planning to marry the third master

Many people began to look at Yun Jiayi. They had seen this girl less often and knew less about her. Now looking at her appearance and then looking at Miss Yun San, they felt that Miss Yun Si was more outstanding and decent.

Of course, the difference in clothing between the two was too great, and Yun couldn't avoid the suspicion of favoritism.

After a while, no one stood up. Yun Mingyan was determined to show off, so she stood up and said, "I'll show off my skills too. Please don't laugh at me if I don't do well."

Luo Mingrou said: "No one is laughing at me. I can't write poetry either. Just be bold and come."

Some people felt relieved when they heard that the county lady could not compose poetry, and no one would laugh at them if they did not stand up.

Yun Mingyan looked at the flowers in her hands and said, "I picked a peony, and she picked a peony. Who doesn't love peonies... Well, our smiles are like peonies."

A poem that... well... can't really be called a poem is at least much better than not knowing it at all. Luo Mingrou smiled and said, "Very good."

With so many good examples before him, naturally no one would praise the doggerel. Yun Mingyan felt disappointed and ashamed when he didn't hear anyone praise his poem.

Yun smiled and said, "Yan'er is a little nervous today."

Luo Mingrou said, "We are just learning to be elegant and playing around. We are not scholars, so it is not important."

Luo Mingrou asked someone to deliver the hairpin.

Yun Mingyan took it and said thank you.

After that, no one wrote a poem or mentioned it for a long time, so Luo Mingrou asked someone to hand the fifty taels to Yun Jiayi, and no one objected.

Yun Jiayi took it and thanked him again. Luo Mingrou handed the extra hairpins to the ladies who had not stood up, so that they would not go back empty-handed. Compared with Bianjing and Jinling, the girls in Lin'an were not brave enough.

When she returned, Yun Mingyan was naturally unhappy. Yun comforted her, "Don't worry. Your father is the prefect, and the Qi family is a wealthy family. Officials have their own judgment. We still have a chance for this marriage."

Yun Mingyan said, "Mom, I want to see what the young master of this family looks like."

Yun said, "It's not difficult. Just invite someone to come to your house for a meal."

Yun Jiayi returned with a great reward. Fifty taels of silver was enough for her to write a storybook.

When she returned to the Yun residence, Yun Jiayi was naturally looked down upon by the Yun family. The Yun family came forward to take Yun Jiayi's fifty taels, and Yun Jiayi said weakly, "Mother, my shoes are broken." Then she showed her embroidered shoes. "There was a small hole on the toe, which was abrupt and obvious.

Yun frowned and asked quickly, "Will people see us if we go out?"

"I avoided people, and I was also careful to hide when Sister Feng came to me."

Seeing that she knew her own weight, Yun Shi no longer cared about the money and said, "You can go out and buy yourself two sets of clothes."

Yun Jiayi immediately bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, mother."

Yun turned around, looked cold, and snorted.

Yun Jiayi felt that the house was oppressive. Seeing that Yun had entered the house and could not be seen, she turned around and said to the nanny beside Yun: "Mammy, I'm going to buy a pair of embroidered shoes."

The nanny nodded, she had heard it just now.

Xiaoying followed and said dissatisfiedly: "Fortunately, the young lady was smart, otherwise the hard-earned money would be gone."

She followed behind and exclaimed "Ouch" again.

Yun Jiayi asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoying hurriedly said, "Miss, I was wrong. I didn't even notice that there was a hole in your skirt at the back."

She knew about the forest she left last time, but she didn't care, and said, "It's not a big deal, let's go, aren't we going to buy clothes today? It's just right for us to change into new clothes."

Sakura felt distressed and said, "Miss, we can find the master."

Father?

He was a father who existed in name only and was dispensable. She said, "Xiaoying, I told you not to talk to me about your father. I don't have one." After saying that, she sneezed and wondered who was talking about her behind her back.

At this time, just as she thought, Luo Mingrou was discussing with Feng Zhuoming, saying, "Son, mother thinks Miss Qi and that Fourth Aunt Yun are a good match, what do you think?"

Feng Zhuoming said: "Mother, do you want to marry me two?"

"Of course not. I'm asking if you have taken a fancy to any of them."

Feng Zhuo was embarrassed, but she didn't show it on her face, and she couldn't say it out loud, so she said, "It's up to you, mother."

Seeing that Feng Zhuoming was not speaking directly, Feng Zhuohua interrupted and said, "Mom, Miss Qi is not bad, she is generous and cheerful."

Luo Mingrou nodded and said, "How about Miss Qi? You will be taking office soon. I will find a matchmaker to propose marriage to you."

Feng Zhuoming was in a dilemma. He didn't know how to tell his mother, so he said tactfully, "Mom, don't worry. I'll think about it."

Feng Zhuohua almost laughed out loud. "Didn't you ask me to make the decision? I made the decision, but you said you're not in a hurry. But the girl you like is Yun Jiayi?"

Feng Zhuoming was really impressed by his elder sister and said, "Sister, you only know how to tease me. That's too much."

Luo Mingrou couldn't help but wonder, "Son, this is your first time meeting the Fourth Miss Yun, right? How come you like her?"

Feng Zhuoming said: "Before I saw my mother at the temple fair, it was that girl who led the way."

Feng Zhuohua smiled and said, "It seems like you two are destined to be together."

Feng Zhuoming also felt that they were destined to be together.

Luo Mingrou said: "When the girl left, I saw her skirt and her shoes."

Feng Zhuohua also saw it and said, "She is a pitiful girl."

Luo Mingrou sighed and said, "Even though the environment is not good, she doesn't complain and takes good care of herself. It's good enough to have both talent and good looks."

Feng Zhuoming asked: "What happened to the clothes and embroidered shoes?"

Luo Mingrou said, "Normally, when a wealthy family invites you to a banquet, you should wear the most respectable clothes. The hem of her dress is a little torn, but she can pretend she doesn't know about it. But her embroidered shoes have worn out her toes, which shows that no one cares about her growing taller."

Feng Zhuoming frowned. No wonder she said that. She must want to leave that home as soon as possible. He said, "Mother, send someone to propose marriage. Once it's settled, I'll take the person to Bianjing."

Luo Mingrou said, "Why is it so urgent? There will always be some time between engagement and marriage. At least half a year or a year."

Feng Zhuo Ming said: "It is a special situation. It is urgent to take up the post. I don't know when I will return to Lin'an."

Luo Mingrou thought for a moment and said, "Wait until your father comes back and discuss it with him before you decide."

At dusk, Feng Jinzhao returned home. Luo Mingrou told him what happened today and showed him the poem written by the girl. Feng Jinzhao said it was good. Only such a girl was worthy of his son. Besides, she was the girl of the prefect, so it was the best. There was no need to be perfunctory. However, it was too hasty to take her away right after the engagement.

Feng Zhuohua thought for a moment and said, "Just say that Bianjing has many rules and banquets. When you arrive in Bianjing, you will learn a lot. We will be a family in the future, so we will find someone to teach her, and naturally we won't tire her out."

Feng Jinzhao thought this was fine, and said, "Let the matchmaker propose marriage."

On one hand, they were talking about proposing marriage, on the other hand, they were thinking about how to marry off their third daughter. Yun said to the prefect, "Master, please ask someone to come to our house for a simple meal tomorrow. Mingyan wants to meet that talented man."

Yun Zhifu had never seen anyone before and was curious, so he said, "Okay, I'll ask him to come to my house tomorrow after I get off work."

"it is good."

"Speaking of which, how was today?"

Speaking of this Yun, she only said, "It was just a few women chatting and drinking tea, nothing else. Even the young talent that the master mentioned, we haven't seen it." She didn't talk about writing poetry, firstly because her daughter was not outstanding, and secondly because she didn't want the concubine's daughter to get glory.

Prefect Yun nodded and said, "That should be the case."