Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

The weather in August and September was sultry and irritable. Mo Lan held the fruits that had just been cut by Grandma Li and put them on the table.

Another soft word, "I heard from the boy outside that you have been doing business since you came back, and you haven't even eaten much."

Then he took the handkerchief that Yun Cai had just wetted, and a soft feeling covered his forehead. "It took too long to go to Bianjing. When I came back, the official duties left behind were piled up so high. I'm afraid it will take a few days. Oh my god."

He wiped his hands, took two bites, and then said, "My mother is right. Having a daughter-in-law will also cause pain."

"Don't the maids in Dalang's house feel sorry for Dalang?" Mo Lan continued casually.

Zhao Ceying smiled softly, then understood something and continued to speak.

"What are you talking about? Wuming is responsible for the affairs in the front yard. Most of the people in the yard are servants. The person serving in the house is Aunt Wu, the old man next to my mother. She will accompany you to walk around the backyard today, and there are also new ones. I have just met these little maids like you."

As his eyes wandered, he let out a muffled "hmm", as if he didn't believe it.

Mo Lan really had some doubts in her heart. There were very few female envoys in Zhao Ceying's courtyard, only three or four, and they were pretty pretty. Now Zhao Ceying told her that she had never seen them before, so he wouldn't be so coaxing with her.

To be honest, she doesn't mind having a concubine or two. After all, one can't have both.

After gaining glory and wealth, you always have to lose something to feel at ease.

But couples should always be honest.

Zhao Ceying suddenly remembered what happened six months ago, when his mother was looking at the girl for him. He looked at several girls in succession, but in the end, nothing came of it.

It's no wonder that his mother is impatient. According to his age, he should have found a marriage in Yuzhou long ago.

Yuzhou is a small place, and those women are not as happy as the women in Bianjing who play polo, arrange flowers, and order tea.

He loves to eat melon seeds, embroider handkerchiefs, talk nonsense about long and short things at home, and put others in an embarrassing position with his mouth.

If it drags on any longer, any outrageous rumors will spread, which will be really detrimental to Dalang.

Mr. Shen knew this truth well, so he tried hard to find several more people, even those who were well-matched, and did not consider them.

And he hid behind the screen and looked at one after another without feeling anything in his heart.

Mrs. Shen couldn't help but suspect that it was her son's natural indifference, and later attributed it to his busy schedule. When he left in the morning, there was no one there, and when he came back in the evening, there was still no one.

For this reason, I talked with Zhao Zongquan for a long time.

Zhao Zongquan did not let go. A good man has his ambitions in the distant future, and only when he has fame and fame can he be real. When someone is looking for an official position, isn't it possible to choose a wife at will?

His wife is good at everything, but she can't grasp anything clearly when it's her turn to do important things.

At the same time, he also treated Xiao Shen and Xiao Zou equally, who often visited the Zhao family. They were unruly and willful, and they couldn't understand the etiquette. However, he had stayed in Bianjing, so he was nothing compared to the ladies of Bianjing. You can see it all.

Women in Yuzhou have always been like this. In comparison, his daughter-in-law is already sensible.

He has no reason to take care of other people's daughters. At the moment, he can only take good care of his own daughter, and the ones who have the deepest influence on his daughter are no more than two people.

Mrs. Shen, and Ying Geer’s future wife.

In this regard, Zhao Zongquan is not worried that Ying Geer will give in because he loves his younger sister.

When he saw the last batch of candidates, Zhao Ceying left the table and walked to the martial arts arena. The girl who was looking at him noticed that there was a person hidden behind the screen early. Out of curiosity, she followed Zhao Ceying and left.

While he was wielding a knife and a gun, a figure flashed by. He had been busy dealing with his mother these days, and he was distracted and injured the girl's arm.

The girl was easy to talk to. Shen asked the doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, and then went back crying. Zhao Ceying even brought some things to the Qi family to apologize.

The girl's family was not easy to talk to, and she actually wanted to use this to get Zhao Ceying to marry a girl from the Qi family.

Even Zhao Zongquan, a good-tempered man, refused. The Qi family used to be a farmer. In recent years, a small official was born, and the Qi family developed. The Qi family itself had no foundation, so that was it.

The seven aunts and eight aunts of the Qi family all hope that the junior official will lead them to promotion and wealth. The Qi family's parents are not sensible, so no matter how they calculate, this marriage will never happen.

Seeing that Zhao Zongquan refused to speak, the Qi family began to spread random rumors again, hoping to use rumors to force the Zhao family. The injury on Miss Qi's arm was the best proof.

Miss Qi was forced by her family to tell everything that was not true or false.

The Zhao family explained it, but the women caught wind of the explanation and made random guesses, making their descriptions darker and darker.

It wasn't until some relatives of the Qi family were bribed with money and the Qi family made huge profits that the trend changed. The Zhao family had their own solutions, and the Qi family had their own solutions.

He actually bribed the female servant who was waiting in the front yard and was determined to promote this marriage.

Only then did Zhao Zongquan become tougher. He discussed with Shen Congxing and used his power to directly kill the officials of the Qi family. Shen Congxing was afraid that the Qi family would cause trouble again, so he took a few soldiers to scare him several times, and he became honest. .

Mr. Shen was still worried about the fact that the female servants in his house were bribed, so except for a few confidants, they all were replaced.

Zhao Ceying stumbled upon this kind of thing for the first time, and was upset. She took over the matter assigned by her father and went to Bianjing, where she met her current wife.

In a few words, Zhao Ceying shook everything about this matter.

"Mo'er, since this happened, I came to Bianjing to do things for my father. The affairs in the hospital have been controlled by Grandma Wu. I really don't know. When I came back, my mother had already replaced all the people in the house. .”

Mo Lan met those sincere eyes, and then those eyes unconsciously showed a bit of misunderstood grievance, looking a little stupid.

Like wood.

Zhao Ceying scratched his head. It shouldn't be a fault to keep himself clean, but when he met Mo Lan's eyes, why... he felt a little guilty.

He also felt that something was wrong with the way Mo Lan looked at him. He only thought it was a taste, but the place in his heart was also filled up.

"really."

Mo Lan's fingers accidentally got the ink on the inkstone.

Zhao Ceying took the handkerchief next to her, took up Mo Lan's hand, wiped the ink on her hand carefully with the handkerchief, and laughed in a high-pitched voice.

"True than gold!"

The ink stained on my fingers couldn't be wiped off, and the hot sweat on my forehead broke out again.

Zhao Ceying had a few words and a face that looked like an honest person, which was very helpful to Mo Lan.

He chuckled twice, called Yun Cai, put his palms on the water, and rolled up his sleeves.

Zhao Ceying saw the silver bracelet on Mo Lan's wrist. It was inlaid with two gold leaves. The two of them bought it when they passed by the market. Mo Lan had a lot of jewelry, but this thin silver bracelet was really not that valuable. s things.

Being able to change Mo Lan's smile seems to be making the best use of everything.

She didn't expect that Mo Lan had worn it for so long. The two intertwined silver bracelets and the dangling gold leaves were shining brightly in the candlelight and looked particularly beautiful.

Zhao Ceying thought of the book he read a few days ago for no reason.

People in Lubian are like the moon, and their arms are frosty and snowy.

As the night got darker, the mountains of military affairs in front of him were no longer visible. Zhao Ceying hugged Mo Lan in his arms and placed Mo Lan's palm on his heart.

"Please tell me whether your husband's heart is genuine or not."

It's hard not to say this.

At this moment, Mo Lan really felt that Zhao Ceying was a bit stupid, not like a piece of wood, but like a stupid dog.