The Wang family of the Red Chamber has a wife

"Father!" The handsome young man in a lake-blue robe with flowered brocade, led by a servant, respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man who was buried in the booklet: "I don't know if my father is calling my son to come here!" Is there anything to order?"

Tu Gaocheng closed a folder in his hand, looked up at his beloved son, his face was like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the little baby who was in the swaddling baby back then has grown into a handsome young man!I have also gradually passed away in this kind of change...

He smiled slightly, and beckoned for Tu Wen to come closer: "Xian'er, for this sweet-scented osmanthus banquet, my father will choose a lady from a famous family as your future wife. What do you think?" The eldest son The marriages with the three sons were all bestowed by myself. Tu Wenshen's main concubine is the granddaughter of the emperor's teacher, and Tu Wenhuai's main concubine is the daughter of the Marquis of Pingyuan. It's not as harmonious as I thought before.

Tu Wenzhen was suddenly called from the prince, and he was wondering in his heart. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise, and a thin blush appeared on his fair cheeks: "Father, what do you mean by this? Marriage is a matter of parents' choice." The words of the matchmaker - the son and minister will obey the arrangement of the father."

It was rare to see his son's embarrassing expression, and Tu Gaocheng felt very funny in his heart. He shook his head, sighed, and his voice was full of confusion and confusion: "The three elder brothers above you all married wives and had children by the order of their parents. Except for your second brother, the other two are all—the restlessness in the backyard is a big taboo! Your temper has always been as cold and hard as a stone when dealing with others. How can you rest assured?" Tu Wendan is not only his son who will be able to take up the position in the end, but also has the blood of himself and the woman he loves in his body. While Tu Gaocheng has high hopes for him, he also hopes that he can live up to Lin Ting's expectations. live happily ever after.

For some reason, Tu Wenchen's mind suddenly flashed back when Lin Ting was still alive, Yan Yan and the secret sadness behind it.Everyone in the world says that the imperial concubine Zhaoyi is honored both in life and in her affairs after death, but Tu Wenli knows that the mother and concubine are far from being as happy as they are in the eyes of outsiders.

After a long silence, Tu Wenchang said, "Father means..."

"The first daughter of Yu Feiyuan, Minister of Rites, the granddaughter of Zuodu Censor Linchi, and the daughter of the Ming family—" Seeing that Tu Wendang understood what he meant, Tu Gaocheng tapped on the table lightly, expressing the hesitation in his heart. Three candidates were listed: "These three are rare talents with good looks and good conduct, and their father and brother are also considered smart; during the sweet-scented osmanthus banquet, there is Lianse Tower to the east of Taiye Pool, and I will place a vertical bucket there. Xianglian, when the banquet is over, Concubine Chen Guifei will keep a few girls behind, so you can take a look there from a distance, and if you like it, tell your father!"

When Tu Wenchen heard Tu Gaocheng's arrangement, he was surprised and warmed up in his heart: "Father, isn't this inappropriate..."

"Father naturally understands that the girl's family's reputation is important, don't worry, this matter is arranged in a hidden way, no one else will know!" Tu Gaocheng raised his hand and patted Tu Wenchen's shoulder, suddenly realized that his son had grown up He is so tall, and he is so thoughtful about Tu Wendang, he is naturally very pleased and proud: "I will go with you, if the news leaks at that time, it will only be said that we are there to enjoy flowers, drink wine and discuss poetry !"

Seeing that Tu Gaocheng had thought everything through, Tu Wen nodded and said, "Let it be arranged by the emperor!"

In July, the remaining warmth of the autumn tiger is still scorching, but after the sun sinks to the west, the cool night breeze blows away the last trace of irritability in people's hearts.There is a crescent moon in the sky like an eyebrow, and the stars are twinkling brightly and darkly. The banquet has been arranged by the Taiye Pool. The 36 spherical lampstands inlaid on the white jade railings are all burning with candles about three inches thick. The pool is as bright as day; the lotus lanterns floating on the water exude faint fluorescence. From a distance, it looks like a group of free fireflies falling in the blue waves, which is refreshing.Not far away, there are small lanterns of various colors hanging on the flower branches in the forest.

Shi Qingwan's makeup for the banquet today is quite standard, she is wearing a breast-length Confucian skirt with pink water chestnut flowers, a long gown of eight halo spring brocades, an ordinary coiled dragon bun, and a full set of silk and flowers, cloud phoenix and eight treasures; Shi Qingwan's appearance was originally quite outstanding, but her temperament was gentle, dignified, kind and amiable, so that most people ignored that beautiful appearance, and their eyes were more on the lovely Yuxue she was supporting. on the little girl.

Wang Lingsheng had never seen so many people except for going out to watch the lanterns with her parents and elders on the Shangyuan Festival. She opened her big bright eyes curiously, and blinked at the coming and going of the palace people holding all kinds of lanterns. The tea trays with plum blossom branches shuttled between the banquet tables, and the footsteps were light without a trace of sound.

Wang Ziteng is now a third-rank guerrilla general, and is deeply trusted by the emperor, so Shi Qingwan and her daughter are seated a little closer, sitting with Gu Xiayi's mother-in-law and the wife of Yang Yachen, Minister of the Ministry of War; because Gu Xiayi Furthermore, Yang Yachen is considered to be Wang Ziteng's immediate superior, so Shi Qingwan and Mrs. Yang are considered acquainted.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and then saw two rows of maids holding on to the palace lanterns appearing at the gate of the imperial garden not far away, marking the grandiose guard of honor of the imperial concubine's rank, Shi Qingwan hurriedly stood up following Mrs. Yang , standing with hands down.

"Everyone, get up!" Concubine Chen Guifei smiled gracefully. She is dressed up today, with a pair of gorgeous and unique red phoenix and chaoyang beaded hairpins on her pine bun, and green silk sprinkling golden flowers on her temples. A pearl fringe; the slightly fine lines at the corners of the eyes are perfectly covered by the powder, the eyebrows are exquisite, the lips are white and the teeth are white; the brocade, the jade, the phoenix, the flying flowers, the gold and the Zhai gown, and the apricot-yellow silk tassels spread out on the skirt It made her look like a scorching peony that missed its flowering period.

All the well-behaved noble ladies responded, and sat back to their seats. For a while, there was no sound beside the Taiye Pond except for the occasional chirping of autumn cicadas at night.

Seeing this situation, Concubine Chen Guifei said with a smile: "Just a few days ago, the golden osmanthus was in full bloom in the imperial garden, and this one is the only one. Perhaps because of this auspicious omen, I have recovered from my illness for more than half a month; Your Majesty also I am very happy, my palace will hold an osmanthus feast, and the autumn harvest is approaching, I wish to take this auspicious omen to bless me with good weather and good weather!" Slender hand picked up a special silver chopsticks from the table, and knocked on the black silver plum blossom wine on the table. On the pot: "Banquet!"

I could only hear the quiet sound of the flute sounding like a wisp of misty gossamer, which sounded from nowhere, adding a bit of remoteness and tranquility to the night; then, a clear and charming voice that was indistinguishable between male and female rose up: "Meng Hui Ying Zhuan, Chaotic years are everywhere. People set up small courtyards and deep courtyards. The sticks are full of smoke, and the broken embroidery threads are thrown away. This spring is like the old year..."

A set of swimming around the pool was supposed to be sung by Jiaojiao Didi's daughter, but when the voice was changed, it sounded bright and neat without losing the original softness and elegance.

Shi Qingwan deliberated over and over again, and finally chose to put a small piece of red watermelon from the white silk plate in front of her into her daughter's bowl.Although the palace banquet is of high standard, the dishes in it come from the imperial dining room, and the palace people arrange the tables one by one according to the grade. No matter how delicate it is, the taste is greatly reduced. In comparison, although watermelon is a preserved fruit, it is more suitable for Wang Lingsheng.

"Mother, I want to eat a quail egg—" Wang Lingsheng's small body was almost half covered by the banquet table, she looked around in silence, lowered her voice, and quietly tugged at Shi Qingwan's sleeve.Seeing all kinds of tempting food in front of him, Wang Lingsheng touched his belly secretly, and couldn't help but rejoice that he listened to his mother at home and ate several pieces of golden silk cakes.

Although the quail eggs were cold, luckily there was hot tea——Shi Qingwan thought about it, put two in her own bowl, scalded them with boiling water, lowered her eyes and softly comforted the aggrieved Wang Lingsheng: "Return My mother will cook plum blossom soup cakes for you, Sheng'er is obedient!"

Raising her eyes and looking around imperceptibly, Shi Qingwan stroked the pink ribbon on Wang Lingsheng's combed two little handles, and smiled helplessly.Although being able to come here to participate in the banquet shows her status, but in comparison, she would rather bring her daughter at home, with her husband and children, with a bowl of hot silver noodles in chicken soup, and eat a few ordinary noodles. pickled pickles.

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Looking at the edge of the Taiye Pool in the distance, the ladies of the court slowly carried the glazed palace lanterns to the imperial garden and led the ladies and ladies who came to the banquet to leave in an orderly manner. Tu Gaocheng shook the sapphire wine cup in his hand, the inside was clear The wine had a faint mellow aroma: "Does Chang'er have any plans?"

Tu Wenlian was sitting upright, and through a hanging curtain, he could vaguely see the three young girls who were left by Concubine Chen to speak, but he looked away after a glance: "Miss Yu is the first-born daughter of the family, so Although everyone is well-bred, there is a bit of squeamishness in the eyebrows and eyes; Miss Lin was educated by Zuo Du Yushi, I saw that when she served tea to Mrs. Lin, although she was a biological mother and daughter, she was more than respectful and not affectionate. "Miss Ming, when you talk to Mrs. Hou, you have the intimacy of grandparents and respect, and you don't seem to be formal when you talk to the concubine—"

Seeing Tu Wendan calmly analyzing the differences between the girls, as if he was not talking about his own marriage, Tu Gaocheng felt a little helpless: "Come on, it's better to just say the surname directly for this long-winded talk!" He stood up, and drank the full cup of wine with some pride: "Five days later, I will decree to marry you and Miss Ming's family!"

Looking back from the gap between the Xiang curtains, Tu Wenchen nodded, stood up and bowed to Tu Gaocheng: "I respectfully send my father off, the scenery here is quiet and the vision is wide, and I want to stay a little longer !"

Noticing his son's secretive movements, Tu Gaocheng couldn't help but smile, pursing his lips meaningfully.