Seventy-five-year-old Pang Taishi married daughter

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"Yes, my family is in Changzhou Prefecture, and I haven't returned to my hometown to worship my ancestors for many years. Now that I have received the imperial edict, it is considered a glorious lintel, so I might as well go home first."

The two of them started on the road like this, and when they arrived at a secluded place, they still changed into martial arts costumes and went straight to Yujie Village, Wujin County, Changzhou Prefecture.

When I arrived at the door, I just knocked on the door. I heard the old servant inside and said, "No one has ever knocked on my door. I don't owe people accounts, and I don't communicate with others. Who is waiting to knock on the door?" When he opened the door and saw Zhan Zhao, he said again: "It turns out that the high officials are back. Once they go, they don't want to come back, and they don't care about the situation at home. Just call the old slave manager. If the old slave is too late in the future, then what's the matter?" How is it? ──Oh! Who is this girl?" The old servant is old and his eyes are still poisonous, and he can see at a glance that the person behind his official with red lips and white teeth is a girl.

His heart became hot, so he couldn't help nagging and chattering endlessly.Nan Xia ignored him; firstly, he missed his old age, secondly, he loved him and was loyal to his family, and thirdly, everything he said was good, but it was hard to refute him.I had no choice but to distract him, saying: "Is the door open?" The old servant said: "Since the officials left, no one has come. Who is going to live with the door open? The old servant is afraid of losing things. If Mo Ruo locks him up, the old slave can feel relieved. Now that the officials are back, the study may be opened again."

Just as Zhan Zhao sat down, he saw Zhan Zhong bring several bowls of hot tea.Pang Mengchan ordered his servants to take it, and Zhan Zhao hurriedly said to Zhan Zhong: "You should also take a rest." It was because he was afraid of what he said.Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhong said: "There are no shortage of old slaves." He was also concerned about Zhan Zhao's livelihood.The housekeeper Pang at home is smart and capable, and the second housekeeper is a smiling tiger. It was the first time that Pang Mengchan saw such a nagging old man, and found it very interesting. military officer of quality."

so-called liking

Zhan Zhong didn't believe it anymore: "Young lady lied to my old man. How can you still be dressed like this when you are an official?" Zhan Zhao heard this, and said, "If you don't believe me, just look at the clothes in my bag. Because I got an official position, now Tete is taking leave to go home to pay respects to the ancestors. Tomorrow, I will prepare for the sacrificial ceremony and pay my respects at the grave." At this time, the servants had already unwrapped the bundle.Zhan Zhong looked at it and found that he had a four-rank military uniform, so he was very happy. He smiled and said, "The high official has really become an official. Wait for the old slave and the official to kowtow." Zhan Zhao hurriedly supported him, and said : "You are an old man, don't be too polite."

"I don't know who this girl is?" Zhan Zhong looked at Meng Chan with an ambiguous smile and said, "Since an official has become an official, it is important to get married early and establish a family business."

"Uncle Zhan, this girl is the queen of the dynasty and the younger sister of the King of Zhongzhou, Miss Pang Si, the daughter of Taishi Pang." Nan Xia hurriedly argued, "The King of Zhongzhou asked me to take her out to practice."

Thinking that such an amiable and noble daughter might become his mistress, Zhan Zhong's smile deepened: "It turns out that she is a nobleman." He wanted to bow down, but was naturally rejected by Meng Chan, and Zhan Bo felt even more happy.

But Meng Chan narrowly said: "Uncle Zhan, don't worry. Brother Zhan had a friend in Hangzhou before, and he had mentioned marriage. After tomorrow, Brother Zhan will go to Hangzhou to get married." In fact, Zhan Zhao was in Jianghu The prestige in the middle, received an invitation from Yuehua, the younger sister of Ding's Three Heroes, to compete in martial arts, Mengchan knew about it somehow, and joked about it a lot along the way.Zhan Zhong didn't understand the flirting and cursing of young children, and he was even more confused after hearing this. Why is this Pang girl who follows thousands of miles away not a good candidate for the future mistress: "Old slave, let's prepare for the sacrifice." After dispelling these doubts, he happily went to work.

On the next day, Zhan Zhao changed into a fourth-rank suit, Meng Chan also dressed as a lady, put on a veil, and rode two fine horses.When I arrived at the grave, I saw men, women and children all watching the township party.Both Zhan Zhao and Meng Chan got off their horses and walked quickly, the servants received the whip, and the horses followed.These people saw Zhan Zhao's bright clothes and majestic appearance, Meng Chan's luxurious clothes, slim figure, elegant figure, a pair of jade, and good manners, no one would envy and no one would be happy.

How do you know there are many people?Just because Zhanzhong went to hold a sacrificial ceremony yesterday, he was so happy that he would say to everyone he met on the way, and said: "Our officials have become royal guards with knives of the fourth rank of the royal family, and we also brought our future wife— ——The grand master’s daughter. Now I’m taking leave to go home to worship my ancestors.” So one story spreads to ten, and ten spreads to hundreds, so many people gather.

Back at the Zhan Mansion, Meng Chan lay on the bed disregarding her appearance: "Brother Zhan, I'm so tired!" Unexpectedly, worshiping the ancestors is so hard, and the people in this small place are too warm and simple, so I asked Bianjing if such a bun is popular, For this kind of clothing, I also asked what kind of fabric is so exquisite, which jewelry is so luxurious, how much is it, and so on.

Ever since Mrs. Zhao asserted that the red luan was moving for Meng Chan, she was required to stay by Zhan Zhao's side all the time, she didn't feel that much in the past, but now, looking at Zhan Zhao's handsome profile, she felt like a deer bumping into her heart. Looking at Zhan Zhao with watery eyes: "Brother Zhan, many people asked me today..."

Meng Chan didn't have anything to say for a long time, Zhan Zhao urged: "Huh?"

"Ask if we have a marriage contract?" Meng Chan shyly buried her head in the quilt, and rolled her whole body roundly into the bed.

A gleam of joy flashed in Zhan Zhao's eyes, and he was also worried about Meng Chan's child's temper, so he didn't say anything, quietly waiting for her reaction.Meng Chan got out from under the quilt, pouted seriously, and looked like a child who hadn't grown up: "Brother Zhan, if you have a marriage contract, will you get married in the future? If you get married, you can be together every day." With his little head in his head, he wriggled his fingers and thought.

"Yes!" There is nothing wrong with saying that.

Mengchan raised her hands and announced happily: "Then I want to marry Brother Zhan, and Brother Zhan can play with me every day." Usually, Brother Zhan always plays with Lord Bao and Mr. Gongsun, and has no time for himself.Even though he knew that Meng Chan might not understand anything, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart: "Why does Meng Chan want to play with Big Brother Zhan?"

Wrapped in a quilt and twisting herself into a twist, two red clouds floated on Mengchan's face: "Because Mengchan likes Big Brother Zhan." Zhan Zhao was both happy and disappointed when he heard the words, and became more and more sure of his guess.Because of her outstanding upbringing, Mengchan looks like an ordinary person, but her mind is no different from that of an eight-year-old girl.The liking of an eight-year-old girl is still different from the love between a man and a woman.

Meng Chan was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, and Zhan Zhao even brought dinner into the house: "You have a good rest tonight, brother Zhan will take you to Suzhou and Hangzhou tomorrow." Zhan Zhao also felt very tired after being at home all day. Heart-wrenching.It is scheduled to go to Hangzhou the next day and ask the servants to pack their luggage.On the second day, the horse was buckled and ready, and the righteous servant was ordered to go out and get on the horse, and came to Hangzhou.Before leaving, Zhan Bo avoided Meng Chan, and carefully explained to Zhan Zhao: "Grand officials, where can I find Miss Pang Si who is so good, with noble background, dignified and friendly personality, you must cherish it. According to this old slave, why bother?" Going to the West Lake to participate in some kind of marriage will make Miss Pang unhappy for no reason. It's better to get married as soon as possible and make the ancestors of the Zhan family happy."

Why doesn't Zhan Zhao agree: "What you said is that Meng Chan has never been to the West Lake, so why not go again." Let's talk about Zhan Zhao's reason for marriage.It was because he swam in the West Lake once, and he was always thinking about it, so he couldn't go to his arms; therefore, he lied, especially to enjoy the scenery of the West Lake.This is also what he loves.Pang Mengchan has always had a strong yearning for the natural scenery. She sent letters from home and letters to Mrs. Zhao and Xiao Ruoshui, wishing to fly to the West Lake, go boating in the middle of the lake, and has been rushing the schedule by the side.

Tour West Lake

This day, I came to Hangzhou, not far from the West Lake, and sent my followers' horses to Wuliuju.Meng Chan was greedy for the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, so she changed her men's clothes and put on a beautiful splashed ink skirt. The two walked slowly to the Broken Bridge Pavilion, wandering around and looking at it, which was really refreshing.

Seeing Mengchan walking and jumping carefree by the lake, the shimmering lake light reflected her face, the green willows by the lake brushed her hair hanging on her forehead, and the amorous lake wind blew up her face. Her belt, the charming West Lake is the only scene of her, Zhan Zhao feels as if his heart is filled with this moment of time.He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, thinking of what this silly girl said about liking Big Brother Zhan.

There is no slaughter in the rivers and lakes, no disputes in the court, and the heart is as pure and clean as the clear water of the West Lake.But thinking of Meng Chan's innocence of incomprehensible love between men and women, the emotions accumulated in her heart are like wine in a wooden barrel, blocked by a cork, getting stronger and stronger, but there is nowhere to vent.Zhan Zhao broke off a green willow and sighed secretly in his heart: "Meng Chan, when will you grow up?"

When he was enjoying himself, he suddenly saw an old man on the embankment over there with his clothes wrapped around his head, and he jumped into the water.Seeing it, Meng Chan lost her voice and said: "Oh, it's not good! Someone threw water." Yu Luo had already shot out like an arrow, skimming across the lake like a water bird.Zhan Zhao didn't know how to swim, so he rubbed his hands and stomped his feet on the pavilion in a hurry, unable to do anything.Suddenly, I saw a small fishing boat, like a crossbow arrow, it seemed to be flying towards me.When the old man fell into the water, Mengchan stretched his sleeves wide and floated down on the fishing boat like a green feather, but the fishing boat remained motionless.The young fisherman on the fishing boat straightened his body into the water, as if piercing the water, although there was a sound, he didn't gurgle.

Zhan Zhao looked at it and knew that this person was proficient in water momentum, so he couldn't help staring.Not long after, the young fisherman lifted the old man up and floated on the water, the cloak in Mengchan's hand was wrapped around the old man, rolled him up and put him on the boat. come.Zhan Zhao was full of joy, got out of the pavilion, walked around the embankment over there, first helped the fisherman and then the old man to go ashore, and then stretched out his hand to pull Meng Chan up.

Knowing that the old man's life was safe, Zhan Zhao held Meng Chan's shoulder and looked at it wholeheartedly.