my wife is queen

Chapter 115

"It's just like the warbling warbler singing outside the flower, and it's a pity to take a step forward.

Xie Wu's waist is delicate and soft, graceful in every way,

All kinds of charming, like weeping willows before the evening wind..."

On the stage came a Huadan with powder and cheeks, wearing a peach-colored water-sleeve gown, gesticulating, and singing The Story of the West Chamber.

The accompaniment of the three-stringed shengxiao resounded across the stage, and Su Xiaoban officially started singing.

Li Mian tapped the mahogany table with his fingers, and his expression was quite enjoyable: "As expected of a well-known opera troupe in the capital, a regular visitor to the feudal prince's mansion, the money he earns can be called a daily fortune, Xiaoban Su's voice is very It’s amazing, really impressive.”

Li Mian turned his head and glanced at Da Yu'er next to him, seeing her sitting aside with a sad face, not in the mood to listen to the show anymore.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, Li Mian did not interfere too much in other people's thoughts, picked up a cup of new tea poured by the pheasant slave, and admired Su Xiaoban's "The Story of the West Chamber".

From time to time, the pheasant slave picked up a piece of tea and fed it to his mouth.

Da Yu'er noticed Li Mian's gaze, stared at him blankly, then turned her gaze to the stage, but didn't have any intention of listening to the play.

A chance encounter can still be regarded as accidental, but two chance encounters are extraordinary.

Da Yu'er didn't pay much attention to Xiao Yu'er's saying that the two are destined, but after hearing it, he forgot it.

The two experienced two encounters one after another, and Da Yuer's indifference in her heart turned into dubious belief.

Could it be that the star-moving red luan mentioned by the monk Zhike had a good relationship, and he was referring to Li Mian, the son-in-law in front of him.

but……

Li Mian has already been married, and he doesn't have the status of a vassal king, so how could he have a marriage with the Pearl of the Grassland.

Until Su Xiaoban finished singing The Story of the West Chamber, Li Mian and Dayuer left Chalou and went their separate ways under the watchful eyes of the official and gentleman.

Da Yuer rode the lion jade in the streets and alleys, thinking about the red luan and the stars that the Zhike monk said.

Xiao Yu'er followed beside her, and said coquettishly: "Those so-called vassal kings and princes of Fanbang are not worthy to lift Li Mian's shoes in terms of fate. My sister has met Li Mian twice, and she still doesn't know it. There was a chance encounter under the circumstances, and the golden and jade marriage mentioned by the great virtuous monk refers to Li Mian."

Da Yuer's heart has been shaken a little, and she still has doubts about the fate. According to the Zhike monk, the two should be a golden boy and a jade girl, and Li Mian should not get married.

Not only is he married, but he is also a son-in-law, so it is impossible for the two to have marriage entanglements.

Da Yuer returned to the house near the Siyi Pavilion, and said with a heavy heart: "The Zhike monk's words about the golden magnolia match made me miserable. It turns out that I went to Hongluo Temple just to burn incense and worship Buddha to visit the temples in the Central Plains. Who knows?" I can imagine that meeting an eminent monk in Hongluo Temple is considered a marriage."

Seeing that her sister still didn't believe it, Xiao Yu'er secretly prayed in her heart, hoping to meet again by chance.

With three chance encounters, my sister has to believe it or not.

Li Mian went back and passed the Yinding Bridge. It happened to be still early, so he ate a bowl of Lengtao near the Yinding Bridge before going back.

As Chen Yuanyuan's tofu flower business became more and more prosperous, the tofu flower was sold out in only half noon, and it was hard to come back after going back to cook at noon.

Chen Yuanyuan still has more things to do at home. First, she has to prepare white tofu for tomorrow, water the vegetables in the vegetable bed, and feed the chickens, ducks and geese in the cages.

She is satisfied with the small life now, and earns enough money for living every day, and can save some.

Livestock were raised in the yard, chickens and pigeons were raised in cages, and ducks and large white geese were added.

Chen Yuanyuan's life today is not as rich and well-fed as in the past, and she often goes to and from the prince's mansion, but she lives a solid and sufficient life.

Li Mian didn't meet Chen Yuanyuan, so he couldn't help feeling a little more regretful. He sat on the small pot next to the Lengtao stall and ordered three bowls of Lengtao.

As usual, Sun Gong and Yuan Gong sat near the Yinding Bridge, having nothing to do, looking at the bank of the Jinshui River, which was drunk with money and money, and began to point out the country again.

However, after Li Mian came over, Grandpa Sun stared at him non-stop.

Li Mian asked puzzledly: "Could it be that this junior has an extra eye on his face, so that Grandpa can't stop looking at me, or is it that my appearance is too romantic and suave?"

Sun Gong didn't expect that someone would dare to tease him. He was quite surprised, and laughed and scolded: "Your boy is really good-looking, and he is still a little worse than the old man's grandson. I looked at you a few more times, but I didn't expect your boy's wrist Gao Ming, you actually solved the matter in the Caochangyuan. The old man even suspects that you are the nephew of a high-ranking official, and with the help of his father who returned to his hometown after returning to his official position, he solved the problem with one or sixteen taels of silver."

Li Mian couldn't help laughing when he heard Sun Gong mentioned the words "one tael of silver and sixteen qian", it's no wonder that Sun Gong suspected that he was not from a poor family.

Guessing the holy will has always been a science in the officialdom. Officials who can understand the emperor's mind can get a scarlet official uniform in the court at least.

Li Mian is just a scholar from a poor family. He knew Yuan Gong's fame in high school because of Emperor Jiazhen's handpicking.

At the beginning, his name was ranked at the bottom, and he almost failed the ranking.

With Li Mian's family background and the knowledge shown in the imperial examinations, he should not be able to figure out a tael of silver or sixteen coins.

Yuan Gong stroked his beard, and rarely showed a gratified smile on his serious face: "My little friend should have heard about the fact that the prairie pearl of the Horqin Grassland went to the capital. With my knowledge, who can marry Da Yuer this time. "

Li Mian didn't understand such an important court event. Why did Duke Yuan suddenly think of asking him, but he still expressed his thoughts: "Your Majesty is wise and used some means to suspend the marriage between the Jurchen and the Horqin Grassland, especially by using Nurhachi and Chaha. Erbu Lin Danhan's contradiction prevented Hai Lanzhu from marrying Huang Taiji, and it was like planting a seed of hatred between the Jurchens and the Horqin Grassland, which is why today's Da Yuer went to the capital to choose a husband."

Sun Gong and Yuan Gong looked at each other, quite surprised, unexpectedly, Li Mian knew the situation of the northern grassland well.

This is no longer an opinion that can be expressed by talent and knowledge. The knowledge involved can only be expressed by a detailed understanding of the relationship between the Jurchens and the various ministries of the Horqin Grassland.

If these words were spoken by senior officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites, it would be very reasonable, but the person who said these words was Li Mian who had never been to the border.

This made Sun Gong and Yuan Gong feel unbelievable. Could it be that someone is born with knowledge, or the identity behind Li Mian is not simple.

Li Mian stretched out his hand, and was mixing Lengtao's pheasant slave for him. He trotted all the way to the carriage with his goose-yellow skirt, and ran away with a pile of mansion papers from the red rosewood bookcase of the carriage. past.

(End of this chapter)