Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

Qu Quan was very supportive, "Indeed. The younger sister's name is so domineering, and the elder brother should be even better."

Wei Yueyan had a proud face, "Of course, my brother's name is—" She glanced sideways at Qu Quan, and suddenly wanted to make a fool of herself, "Hey Qu Quan, what's the name of your youngest son?"

Qu Quan said unhurriedly: "It's called 'Qu Xi Wei'. The name of the combination of 'Qu Bian You' is exactly the four characters of 'Analysis of You Analysis Wei'. It's just that the word 'Zai' is too penetrating and vulgar, not suitable for girls, so It has been changed to the synonymous word 'discernment'. The so-called discernment and analysis of subtleties means returning the truth to the world in obscure places and analyzing clues in subtle and hard-to-see places, which is exactly in line with my reasoning for handling cases."

Wei Yueyan: "..." The smile gradually disappeared.

Qu Quan asked: "I've finished everything, you haven't said what your brother's name is yet."

Wei Yueyan: "..." Not only did he not want to speak, he even wanted to slap himself.

As a result, the eldest son of the Wei family, who had just had a name, lost his name after his mother returned home.

Wei Yueyan strode toward Nanyuan in strides, making irritable noises while walking.

"Is it tolerable or unbearable! Come here! Move all the poems and books on the bookshelf to my house! If I can't come up with a name tonight, I won't be called Wei Yueyan!"

"Do you have any poetry books on your bookshelf? Aren't those all books on warfare?"

"The book of war is also available!"

Ling Qiufan looked at her husband speechlessly, "Just because the names of Xiwei and Bianyou can be connected into an idiom, you want to change the child's name?"

For the first time, Wei Yueyan defied the power and straightened his back, "Yes! The name we named cannot be worse than that of Qu Quan!"

Ling Qiufan had a headache, "Didn't you and Mr. Qu reconcile long ago? Why..."

Wei Yueyan looked stubborn: "I reconciled with Qu Quan, does it have anything to do with the fact that my name can't be worse than hers?"

As a result, the eldest son of the Wei family who had just lost his name suddenly had many names.

For ten full days, one day a day, no duplicate samples.

"Wanli Yunjianshu... my brother is called Wei Wanli!"

"Thousands of miles between the clouds... immediately pass the sword gate, the good brother is called Wei Lima!"

"Close Jianmen immediately, okay, my brother will be called Wei Jianmen!"

"Dangerous Clouds!"

"The Dangerous Horse Sword!"

"Dangerous gate!...Dangerous gate? Hey, this is good, this is good——"

Snapped!

On a certain day and night in the second year of Ming Qi, Wei Yueyan, the general of the Twelve Guards, almost died at the hands of his wife.

Lie in bed for five days.

***

The name of Wei's eldest son was finally decided, and it was called: Wei Qingfeng.

Although it is still not connected with her sister Yunshu's name, it is enough to match the name of a general who will immediately guard the rivers and mountains with a long sword after a few years.

Of course, this does not prevent the young master of the Qu family from following behind the young master of the Wei family every day, shouting happily——

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei~~ What's your name today again?"

***

4. Steal half a day's leisure from floating life

Ever since the three families lived together, the mansion has been very lively. Qu Quan and Ling Xueji lived in Dongyuan, and Mrs. Qu lived in the southeast garden next to Dongyuan; Living in the South Garden, across the pond is Prime Minister Ling’s Southwest Garden; the second master Wei needs to rest, and lives in the quietest North Garden with his two servants; the four children practice martial arts together on weekdays, so they live closest to the garden, which is also in the mansion The biggest one is Xiyuan; Grandma Xi, Siyao, and Amao live in the twin buildings of the guest house in Dongbeiyuan, and they take good care of each other.

Occasionally, during the rest period, Qin Guangmo and his friends from Jinling came to visit. The mansions in the suburbs of Beijing are large, and they can accommodate so many people.It's not like the extravagant singing and dancing banquets often held by the rich and powerful in Jinling. Just a few bottles of sake, a few cups of clear tea between friends, two or three tables of family banquets, and four or five words between confidants are much better than the world.

Jiji Huamei brought tea cups of snacks back and forth between the garden and the kitchen, and occasionally tasted two skewers of barbecue on the barbecue grill set up by Ling Xueji and Qin Guangmo;

Luchen and Siyao stick together to do needlework, and Granny Xi sits on the side where the sun is not so strong and helps them twist the silk thread;

Shuang Ge set up three weapon racks, with a row of knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, and forks dangling in a row. Wei Yueyan led Qu Bianyou and Wei Yunshu to choose the weapons at hand;

Qu Quan and Ling Qiufan set up a long table under the flower gallery, each holding a pen and writing vigorously. When they are excited, their inspiration is clear, and the beautiful words of mountains and rivers are written down. It is Ling Jiang and Mrs. Qu who are watching the battle beside them. You can't tell the difference between superior and inferior for a while;

At the other end of the long table, Han Xiao and Shuo Dendrobium grinded turquoise and ores into colored powders to make colored inks. These stones were sent by Mr. Hua, a friend of Qu Quan and the number one painter in the world. It is rare for Yunyou to return to Jinling and set off to sea to find new paints, so he was not able to come to the banquet;

Han Xiao wrote strokes on the rice paper carefully, Wei Qingfeng who was at the side was a little absorbed in watching, Qu Xiwei took a plate of crabapple cakes and rubbed it over, holding a piece in his hand, stuffing his mouth full, chewing His cheeks were so pink and tender, and the voice that came out of his mouth was like a layer of sweet milk, "Brother Wei~"

Wei Qingfeng turned his head when he heard the sound, and was caught off guard by a mouthful of sweetness;

Hang Shicheng and Amao sat by the lotus pond and chatted about the unsolved case in the previous court, and they talked about having a drink, but later on they couldn't remember who got drunk first, anyway they were all dragged away by Zhan Jin to rest;

While He Youtian was competing with the second master Wei in archery, Shi Zhuang pulled Qin Guangmo, who was sticking a pole, to a secluded place, and took out a small bamboo tube from his sleeve. Qin Guangmo thought that Shi Zhuang was going to scare him with something weird again He covered his eyes and wanted to escape, but he didn't want to wait for Shi Zhuang to remove the cover, a long worm jumped out of the thin tube, and suddenly spread a pair of colorful wings in the air, dazzlingly beautiful under the sun...