Looking back at Chonghuameng

The room was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

"Dad, go to bed early, I'll go and talk to my mother." Sang Luo sneered and yawned.

Sang Qingyang came back to his senses from the past, and said gently: "Luoer, when you return to the capital this time, don't wander around anymore. Your two older brothers have already married wives, and you are not young anymore, so it's time to think about lifelong affairs Change Minger to donate an official for you as your father..."

Sang Luo interrupted with a wave: "Father, don't worry about my affairs."

Sang Qingyang frowned and said, "Since you call me daddy, why can't I take care of your affairs?"

Sang Luo said: "I would like to call you daddy to respect you, and I don't want to get married, nor do I want to be an official."

Sang Qingyang said: "You are already twenty and three, and you are wandering outside all day, how decent! Mo'er Pan'er was born when your elder brother and second brother were your age."

As Sang Qingyang said, Sang Luo has two older brothers.The eldest brother was born in the big house, named Sang He, and gave birth to a son named Sang Xiaomo.The second brother was born in the second room, named Sang Huan, and gave birth to a son named Sang Xiaopan.In addition, Sang Luo has two older sisters. The eldest sister is from the big house, and her name is Sang Mo.The second sister is from the second house, and her name is Sang Zhi.The two elder brothers have been at odds with her since she was a child, and the two elder sisters have been kind to her, but they are both married, one is married to Zhuangyuan Lang and the other is married to Tanhua Lang, and they are married in the same year, and they are both very well married.Therefore, now that she, Sang Luo, is the only one in the Sang family, it's no wonder that Sang Qingyang is concerned.

Sang Luo sighed: "Well, even if I want to marry a wife. Who do you think is willing to marry me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and deliberately walked around in front of Sang Qingyang, and said with a smile, "I'm a rascal in the market, with no achievements and no reputation, I'm not good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I don't know much about Wenzhi and martial arts, and I dress like a beggar. Suffering from illness may be a short-lived ghost. For a person like me, no girl is willing to marry, right? Besides, as long as you don’t say that I am your son, no one will know that there is a Sang Luo in the Sang family. How about it, Dad, you Just pretend you never had such an unfilial son like me, so you don't have to worry about my future and marriage."

Sang Qingyang was very angry, waved away Sang Luo, and sat alone in the study in a daze.In his impression, San Luo didn't like this family when he was very young.After her mother died, Sang Luo often ran out secretly. When she came back, her body was covered in mud, and she was not allowed to approach her.When he was 13 years old, Sang Luo never went home at all. He would only go back to the house around the Lantern Festival throughout the year. After returning to the house, he just stayed in the courtyard where he lived when he was a child, and did not go out all day long.

It is the fault of the father whether to raise or not to teach.The son has become like this, he is at fault, and it is more painful.

******

Inside the nine palace walls, under the plum tree.

Jin Yang was wearing an exquisitely crafted palace attire, touching his once injured arm and looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, his mind turned out to be the appearance of that down-and-out son.She shook her head lightly, stretched out her hand to beckon Ziyun not far away, and said in a low voice: "Ziyun, we are going out of the palace tonight."

Ziyun hesitated and said: "Princess, the old injury is just right, why don't you sneak out?"

Jin Yang stared and said, "Are you going?"

Ziyun lowered her head and said, "But princess...don't we all sneak out during folk festivals? Why are you suddenly interested in going out?"

Jin Yang bit his lip and said, "You just follow this princess, don't need to ask!"

As soon as the words fell, a shrill voice of the emperor sounded.Jin Yang collected her mind and went to hold her father's arm, while Ziyun and all the court ladies and eunuchs knelt down to salute.

After the morning court, Rui Jinchuan came straight to Jinyang Palace, wanting to meet this precious daughter who just turned eighteen.Jinyang is born of the empress, Rui Jinchuan's favorite daughter.He patted the back of Jinyang's hand and said with a smile: "Jin'er, do you know what father is here for?"

Princess Jinyang is called Ruijin, and this name has only been called by a few people so far, her father, queen mother, and her aunt and uncle.

"Father, of course my son-in-law knows." Jin Yang walked towards the main hall of Jinyang Palace with Rui Jinchuan on his arm, and said without looking sideways: "My son-in-law must look like Pan'an, both civil and military, and he must take good care of my son-in-law." Be prepared, let me pamper me..."

Rui Jinchuan listened to Jinyang reciting his lines as he recited the various criteria for choosing a son-in-law, and he could only keep smiling the whole time.In the palace, the maids offered hot tea, and Jin Yang held the teacup and asked Rui Jinchuan with an innocent look: "Father, did you find a candidate for your son-in-law?"

Rui Jinchuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Jin'er, you must know that no one is perfect, so can the standard for choosing a son-in-law be lowered a little?" He stretched out his right hand and made a shape with his thumb and forefinger. Compression action.

Jin Yang shook his head and said: "Father, you must know that choosing a son-in-law is a lifelong event, and the standard must not be lowered."

Rui Jinchuan had no choice but to drink tea from a teacup, planning in his mind to ask the queen to come and enlighten his daughter.During this period of time, Rui Jinchuan really searched all kinds of information about all the sons of the third rank and above who were of marriageable age. When he saw the ones he liked, he came to Jinyang and told Jinyang, but none of them could catch Jinyang's eyes.Just now, Minister of the Ministry of Officials recommended his son-in-law, and he looked good, so he ran to Jinyang Palace to tell Jinyang.Before he could speak, he was beaten back.Both civil and military, Si Siwenwen, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, seems to be able to read only sage books, and Wu's words may only be able to take a step, or the kind that is unstable.

Hey, why is it so difficult to choose a son-in-law?

******

The moon is dark and the wind is high, leaving the palace at night.

Princess Jinyang was wearing men's clothing, and Ziyun, who was dressed as a domestic servant, walked on the streets of Yongdu City.

It's February and it's still cold.People say that the spring breeze in February is like scissors, but according to Jinyang, the wind in February is like a knife, which makes people's faces hurt.

Ziyun walked beside Jinyang step by step, looking around with a pair of black eyes, for fear that there would be another scene of the princess catching the thief, which would hurt her princess.

Jin Yang straightened his waist, looked ahead, walked on the street where he used to catch thieves, and stopped at the place where he fell, but he didn't know why he wanted to come here, why he stopped here.In my mind is still the somewhat indifferent and downcast young man, his outline has been blurred, but what I remember most are those eyes, smiling but extremely deep eyes.The second was the somewhat worn-out lake green dress with a slightly crooked skirt.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, delicious biscuits, unique biscuits!"

Ziyun swallowed her saliva, looked sideways at Jinyang, endured it for a while, and finally said, "Master, let's go over there to buy sesame seed cakes."

Jin Yang smiled, and tapped Ziyun's forehead with one hand: "You, what else can you do besides eating?"

Ziyun hurriedly dragged Jinyang to the sesame seed stall, and said with a smile, "I'll still serve you."

Jin Yang shook his head helplessly, and followed the excited Ziyun to the biscuit stand.The stall is not big, but there is a long queue.Ziyun stood on tiptoe, stretched her neck and looked forward, tsk tsk, there were at least a dozen people.When it was their turn, they were told to wait.The biscuits that were just made have already been bought, so you have to wait patiently if you want to eat them.Ziyun pouted, staring at the person who was leaving with the biscuits and swallowed.

Seeing her appearance like this, Jin Yang couldn't help feeling amused, and jokingly said: "If you love sesame seed cakes so much, you should marry a sesame seed seller in the future."

Ziyun blushed, and said angrily, "What are you talking about, young master? Stop making fun of me."

Jin Yang said: "If you marry a biscuit seller, you can eat as many biscuits as you want, and it's free. You love money so much, and you love biscuits so much. This is a good way to kill two birds with one stone."

"My lord, you are so annoying!" Ziyun blushed even more, and lowered her head even lower.

Jin Yang put his hand on Ziyun's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm thinking of you..."

"Boom!"

A sudden thunderclap interrupted Jin Yang's words that were still about to tease.Ziyun tugged at Jinyang's sleeve and said in a low voice, "It's going to rain, let's go back quickly."

Jin Yang nodded, and said, "Go after buying the biscuits."

In order to thank the princess for her magnanimity, Ziyun bought three pancakes, gave one to Jinyang, and said, "This is delicious, try it quickly."

Jin Yang took the biscuit, but didn't taste it.She feels that this kind of food sold on the street is not very clean.On the way back, he bumped into a little beggar who was huddled in a corner, and gave the little beggar the sesame seed cake.Squatting aside, looking at the little beggar who was eating with gusto, he couldn't help smiling, reached out and touched the little beggar's head, saying: "Eat slowly."

The little beggar raised his head and smiled innocently at Jin Yang.

Jin Yang pinched his cheek and said: "It's going to rain, quickly find a place to shelter from the rain."

The little beggar nodded, got up holding the biscuits, but accidentally bumped into Jinyang.He hurriedly got up, and ran out like a girl. When he was far away, he waved his hand vigorously, and shouted, "Thank you, sister!"

Jin Yang was taken aback, why was he recognized by a child?

******

In the dark alley, the little beggar stretched out his hand, in his hand was a ropa embroidered with plum blossoms and an exquisite money bag.

Sang Luo rubbed the little beggar's messy hair, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that your hands are still as fast as ever."

The little beggar raised his head and said, "Of course!"

Sang Luo bent his fingers and tapped the little beggar's head, snatched the handkerchief and money bag from his hand, then took out a money bag from his arms and put it in his hand, saying: "These silvers are enough for your mother's medical treatment." You are not allowed to do such things in the future. Last time you robbed someone else's brocade box, this time you stole someone else's purse Ropa, do you really plan to do such a shameful thing at a young age?" He patted the little beggar's forehead, and continued: "Others give you pancakes to eat, and you still steal other people's things, you really have no conscience."

The little beggar lowered his head in shame, clutching his purse and not answering.

Sang Luo couldn't bear to blame the child, and sighed, "How do you know she's a sister?"

The little beggar immediately showed an innocent smile, and said, "She smells good. Not as good as a man's body."

Sang Luo praised: "The nose is quite good. Well, go back and take care of your mother."

The little beggar rushed over and hugged Sang Luo's thigh, raised his head and said, "Brother, I must be an upright man in the future, and I won't embarrass you."

Sang Luo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Two tigers, go home quickly."