There is space for the married man

"Your lady hasn't found a wife yet?" Wen Lang filled a bamboo bowl with perilla, peach, and ginger and handed it to the servant.

The servant pretended to refuse twice, and accepted it with a smile, "Yes, could it be that Brother Wen has a suitable candidate?"

"There is one." Wen Lang said with a smile.

"Let me make it clear first. Although my young lady lacks a wife, she can't be taught by anyone. If you want to fish in troubled waters, I won't be the first to agree." Knowing that if he dared to cheat about his young lady, his young master would definitely peel him off.

"Of course not. If I didn't have real talent and learning, I wouldn't mention this matter." Wen Lang knew that You Mingyuan was an upright person, and from his usual attitude towards Song Lingwan and You Yunwei, it could be seen that he was not the kind who would look down on women generation.

The boy was interested in what he said, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you talking about?"

Wen Lang smiled and said, "My father."

Hearing this, the boy's eyes widened and he looked him up and down. It wasn't that he looked down on Wen Lang, but that Wen Lang's family allowed one of his elder brothers to come out to beg for a living. It could be seen that his family was poor. Such a family would produce scholars?Or the kind of scholar who is knowledgeable enough to teach his young lady?

"Brother Wen, you must be joking." The servant twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.

Seeing his expression, Wen Lang knew what he was thinking, and said with a natural attitude: "Of course not, my father's knowledge is not enough to teach your young lady, but it is enough to teach the kings and grandchildren. It's just that something happened in my family. Father and brother I was sick in bed, so I had no choice but to come out and sell snacks to make some money."

"When I go back and tell my father, if he agrees, I'll contact you again and ask my father to give your lady a free class. If your lady is satisfied, she can stay. If she is not satisfied, just refuse. There is nothing to worry about." of."

When the boy heard this, his eyes lit up, it's okay!In this way, there is no need to worry about Wen Lang's father cheating. It is up to the young lady to keep him or not, and it is free, so there is no loss.

"Okay, okay, go back and ask, I'll wait for your news." The boy urged anxiously.

Wen Lang calmed down, "Why panic, I haven't sold out my perilla, peach, and ginger yet."

"Hey, don't be in a hurry. My master and young master are getting angry. We want all the perilla, peach, and ginger you have left. You should go back quickly." He and the young master must be inseparable from their own benefits, so they rushed Wen Lang home impatiently.

Wen Lang easily sold out today's portion, and walked back with an empty basket on his back, and bought some rice, flour, oil and the like on the way. On a scorching summer day, when the sun was high in the sky, Wen Lang casually tore a large lotus leaf as he passed by the pond Stand up as a parasol.

Lotus leaf, lotus flower, lotus root, lotus seed, lotus seed soup!

Wen Lang licked his lips, feeling a little greedy.

"Hey, Youjia Fulang, why did you come back so early today?" The villagers who were planting rice seedlings in the field saw Wen Lang and greeted him warmly.

Wen Lang smiled brightly and said, "Someone bought a lot today, so naturally they came back early."

"Youjia's husband is really promising. He can hunt and do business. I think Youjia's life is getting more and more prosperous."

"At first, there were rumors that he was a fool. How can there be such a smart fool? They also said that he was a lazy person who knew how to tease cats and dogs all day long. Who would have thought that he was a good businessman?"

"That's right, and just now I saw that the money matchmaker brought a few people to You's house with betrothal gifts. I heard that the owner of Juhui Building offered 100 taels to hire You's younger brother as a concubine."

"It's really amazing, not to mention 100 taels, just climb up the Juhui Tower, and I'm afraid that in the future, Youjia will follow the popular ones to drink spicy food and enjoy the blessings."

Wen Lang had already walked for a while, and the chatter of these villagers was getting louder and louder. Although most of the time there was no malice, it was extremely harsh to the ears.

He frowned and ran all the way back.

When Wen Lang came back just in time, Matchmaker Qian and Song Lingwan quarreled, and behind her was the man from Juhuilou, with a fierce face, who looked more like a bridegroom than offering a betrothal gift.

"I said, Mrs. You, your family can't go back on your word like this. We have brought the dowry. If you tell me not to marry now, don't you think Juhuilou is not in your eyes." Said loudly.

Song Lingwan's face was pale, but her attitude was firm, "I said earlier, our You family's children are not allowed to be concubines, matchmaker Qian, you said that our family agreed, I'm afraid it wasn't your imagination."

Matchmaker Qian sneered, pointed at You Jingyue who was pulled behind by Song Lingwan, and said, "Your brother Yue personally agreed to this."

"What?! Impossible, it is impossible for Jingyue to agree." Song Lingwan glanced at You Jingyue in surprise, and then said firmly, no matter whether You Jingyue agreed or not, she would bite to death if she did not agree.

"Mrs. You, although you are brother Yue's mother, he is the one who married. You should ask him what he means." The matchmaker Qian has already told You Jingyue that as long as You Jingyue agrees, it doesn't matter if the rest of the You family agree or not. .

You Jingyue bit her lower lip, lowered her head in pain, clenched her fists tightly, and made up her mind, "Mother, I agreed, I want to marry Mr. Yuan San."

The third son Yuan is the youngest son of the owner of Juhuilou. You Jingyue doesn't know his name, but everyone calls him that.

Song Lingwan felt a pain in her chest and almost fainted. She clutched her chest, her face pale.

"Mother!" You Jingyue yelled worriedly as she supported Song Lingwan.

Song Lingwan pushed him away, and staggered against the wall to stand still.

Matchmaker Qian smiled and said, "Look, Mrs. You, brother Yue is willing to marry, why don't you make this beautiful thing come true."

"Parents' orders, matchmaker's words, our parents don't agree, but when we get him to agree in private, money matchmaker, children's words are free, don't take what children say, don't take it to heart." You Mingyuan still wrapped his head Wearing gauze and a coat, he came out.

"Father, why don't you just lie down? The doctor said you need to cultivate yourself." You Jingyue stepped forward to support You Mingyuan, but You Mingyuan didn't push him away like Song Lingwan did.

"Master You, what are you talking about? The one who gets married is Brother Yue, and the one who lives in the future will also be Brother Yue. The husband will naturally choose the one he likes. Besides, how can you take back what you said? The money matchmaker opened a mahogany box, inside which was neatly stacked 100 taels of silver.

"Today, Master Yuan entrusted me to hire me. It's already counted as a good day. On the third day of next month, I will come to carry brother Yue through the door."

These words are undoubtedly forcing the You family to marry, regardless of whether they are willing or not, the Yuan family will marry on the third day of next month.

"Matchmaker Qian, a marriage must be consensual. You are robbing a marriage." Song Lingwan was trembling with anger.

The young servant of the Yuan family brought by Qian's matchmaker took a firm step forward, and said with a cold face, "Don't be shameless, it is your brother's blessing to be able to marry our third young master."

They are full of flesh and tall, and their appearance is clearly threatening the You family.

Seeing this, You Jingyue stood up and said, "Brothers, please stand far away, you're scaring my parents. Don't worry, I will get married on the third day of next month."

You Mingyuan and Song Lingwan felt chills, wishing they could slap You Jingyue right now to wake him up.

But in their concept, you can reason with your children, but you must never do anything, and you can't do that to You Jingyue.

"Do you dare to marry?" A cold voice suddenly sounded.

It was the first time for Matchmaker Qian to hear such a melodious voice, and he looked curiously at the source of the sound, only to see a man in a green shirt, with a rosy figure and a moonlike charm, with a cool breeze and a bright moon, which made people look crazy.

Looking at it again, it is a pity that such a character is actually sitting in a wheelchair.

"Brother..." You Jingyue's voice trembled, and there was fear in his eyes, but then he became firm again.

You Jingshu glanced at him sharply, then stopped looking at him, turned to matchmaker Qian and said, "Matchmaker Qian, you are not young anymore, you should know that if you don't sign and sign, everything is just a joke, or Said that the money matchmaker has a document in which my younger brother promises to marry Mr. Yuan San?"

Matchmaker Qian looked embarrassed when she heard the words. She only heard that the You family and his wife were well-educated literati. As the saying goes, it is not clear why a scholar meets a soldier. The rumored elder brother with disabled legs was actually a difficult character to deal with.

You Jingshu saw that the money matchmaker was hesitating, so he knew that she just got You Jingyue's verbal promise, and his attitude became more and more forceful, "There is neither documents nor other evidence. Even if this matter is reported to the county government, you will not accept it." Is it reasonable, or is it that the Yuan family intends to use their power to bully others? If so, please ask the money matchmaker to bring some words."

"Even if I beat You Jingyue to death, I wouldn't let him be a concubine. Our You family can't afford to lose this person." You Jingshu's eyes were dark, and his whole body exuded a seductive aura.

Matchmaker Qian suddenly felt her blood flow backwards and her legs became weak. She wanted to say that You Jingshu was just threatening them, but when she saw You Jingshu's eyes, she felt a chill in her heart, and she was sure that You Jingshu really would rather let You Jingyue die. Nor was he willing to let him marry Mr. Yuan San as a concubine.

"Well, you don't know how to praise!" Yuan's thugs angrily stepped forward and grabbed You Jingshu by the collar.

The sudden movement brought You Jingyue, who was stunned by the side, back to his senses, he stepped forward to break the man's hand, "Don't touch my brother!"

You Jingyue has a bit of legwork, but he is a brother after all, his natural strength and body size are smaller than that of ordinary men, and these thugs have received professional training since childhood, so they didn't even move for a while.

He was flustered, and bit the thug's hand with one bite. The thug hurt, and he slapped him backhand, which slapped You Jingyue until his ears rang.

You Jingshu looked at the thug with gloomy eyes, the anger suppressed in his heart was burning fiercely, he grabbed the thug's hand and buckled him backwards.

"Damn it, what are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and help!" The thug, whose hand was twisted by You Jingshu, yelled to his brother in pain.

A stick suddenly fell from behind You Jingshu, and You Jingshu couldn't dodge it in time, and was about to be hit on the head.