Cheng Yuanjing previously watched Cheng Yujin pick and choose. Although he didn't like this feeling, he wasn't in a hurry. Because Cheng Yujin only cared about the other party's family background and wealth, Cheng Yuanjing had a kind of inexplicable certainty in his heart.
If she only looked at status, then it didn't matter who she chose. Cheng Yuanjing watched Cheng Yujin pick and choose a powerful son-in-law back and forth. It was a bit like watching a child pick and choose a toy.
But this time, Cheng Yuanjing clearly realized that Cheng Yujin took it seriously.
The Lin family could only take concubines if they didn't have a son after forty years. Perhaps it was because of the strict family rules that the Lin family's men were successful and had many scholars. If it was only Lin Qingyuan or the Lin family behind him, it wouldn't be enough to make Cheng Yujin unswervingly loyal. No matter what Cheng Yujin said, when she encountered a better choice, she would still abandon it without hesitation.
But what if he didn't take concubines?
Cheng Yuanjing didn't dare to be sure.
Cheng Yuanjing felt that his thoughts were very strange. What did Cheng Yujin have to do with him? Men and women should get married when they were of age. Wasn't it better for her to choose a future husband for herself than a blind marriage? And to be fair, Lin Qingyuan was indeed a very good young man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have entered Cheng Yuanjing's eyes. As her uncle in name, he should be happy for her.
But Cheng Yuanjing was unhappy, and his heart was inexplicably irritable. He restrained his sudden temper and raised his eyes to look at the vast curtain of rain outside the window. Cheng Yuanjing suddenly realized that Cheng Yujin's screen was embroidered. In the future, she wouldn't have any reason to run to him every day.
If Marquis Cheng hadn't suddenly had the idea to let Cheng Yujin embroider, the two of them wouldn't have intersected. Cheng Yuanjing's initial discomfort slowly became accustomed to it. It was as if everything had always been like this. He was reading at the table. When he raised his head, he could see Cheng Yujin sitting on the couch, carefully comparing the handwriting.
After hearing that the Lin family didn't take concubines, Cheng Yujin really looked at Lin Qingyuan with a whole new level of respect. She also seriously considered marrying Lin Qingyuan from "this person's condition is good, he can be a candidate". to seriously consider marrying Lin Qingyuan.
Cheng Yujin grew up. she knew the difference between having concubines and not having concubines... No matter how smart and capable a woman was, once her husband started flirting outside and brought women home one after another, this woman's life would be ruined.
Like her mother's mother's's's mother's Princess. Ning Wang's's's' influence was great, and Princess Qingfu's' family's' methods were strong enough. But what was the use? She still couldn't give birth to a child for many years.
Lin Qingyuan was alone in the capital. He didn't have any elders to supervise him, but he still kept himself clean and didn't take concubines. This kind of heart was stronger than having a family's wealth.
Cheng Yujin seriously looked at the person in front of her as if this was the first time she saw Lin Qingyuan. She really felt that marrying him was a good thing.
Cheng Yuanjing lowered his head and saw Cheng Yujin's gaze on Lin Qingyuan. The inexplicable irritation in his heart came again. Cheng Yuanjing suddenly said: "Cheng Yujin."
Cheng Yujin raised her head and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes: "Ninth Uncle?"
Cheng Yuanjing saw his own reflection in her eyes and found that he had no reason to send her away. The womenfolk and the outer courtyard didn't have any interaction. If it wasn't for Marquis Cheng hearing Cheng Yujin's sudden idea of breaking off the engagement, he wouldn't have interfered with her upbringing.
"There is a travel book on the bookshelf. You mentioned it last time. Take advantage of today's peace and quiet to go back and read it."
Cheng Yujin understood. Cheng Yuanjing didn't like her sitting here and disturbing his conversation with his friends. He was sending her away. Cheng Yujin secretly glared at him. She lightly got off the ground and bowed to Cheng Yuanjing: "Thank you Jiushu. This niece will leave now. Editor Lin, take your time to sit. I'll leave first. "
Lin Qingyuan was a little surprised: "You're leaving already? It's raining outside. Be careful not to get wet. "
Cheng Yujin looked at Lin Qingyuan and smiled. When she smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons, like flowers blooming in spring: "Scholar Lin, the rain outside has stopped."
Lin Qingyuan looked outside and found that the rain had stopped at some point. He smiled: "I didn't notice, but you are a woman. You still have to be careful not to get cold."
After Cheng Yujin left, Lin Qingyuan casually sighed to Cheng Yuanjing: "Your eldest niece is smart and beautiful. It's very comfortable to get along with. I wonder who will have the good fortune to marry her in the future."
Lin Qingyuan finished speaking and turned around. He was startled: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Cheng Yuanjing had long lost interest in talking. It didn't take long for him to send Lin Qingyuan out. After everyone left, the room returned to silence. Cheng Yuanjing looked at the couch in the study, the two sets of brushes and ink on the table, and the travel notes on the bookshelf. He suddenly realized that the layout of his room had changed a lot. In the space, he could almost see Cheng Yujin's shadow everywhere.
When Cheng Yujin heard that the screen had been mounted, she specially went to Cheng Yuanjing's room to take a look. When she saw the finished product, she sincerely praised: "It's very good. It looks much better than when it was just embroidered."
Clothes make the man, just like horses make the saddle. Ancient wisdom didn't lie to me. Even a screen was completely different after being mounted.
Cheng Yuanjing asked people to put away the things and asked: "I heard that Marquis's health hasn't been good these days. How is he?"
"He's still the same. He caught a cold two days ago, and recently he can't stop coughing."
When talking about Marquis Cheng's illness, both of them felt heavy. Two days ago, when the imperial physician came to see him, he hinted that the Cheng Family should prepare the shroud as soon as possible. Everyone in the Marquis Household had a tacit understanding that Marquis Cheng wouldn't live for long.
"How did he catch a cold?" Cheng Yuanjing sat on the chair and asked.
Cheng Yujin followed to the other side and naturally sat down: "It's because the weather is getting warmer. Grandfather likes the cool air, so he let people open the window. As a result, the weather changes from spring to summer, and he caught a cold. "
Cheng Yuanjing frowned. When Cheng Yujin saw this, she immediately said, "It's not that we haven't tried to persuade him, but Ninth Uncle also knows Grandfather's personality. Unless you say this, it's useless no matter what we say."
Cheng Yuanjing sighed: "I know. I'll go see him in a few days."
During this period of time, Cheng Yuanjing was particularly busy. Cheng Yujin didn't have any contact with the outer courtyard's boudoir, but she knew that Cheng Yuanjing was extremely busy. When he returned home, he would leave almost immediately. Cheng Yujin was curious and asked: "Ninth Uncle, what have you been busy with during this period of time?"
"I'm checking the records of Yuheng Division's previous years."
When Cheng Yujin heard this, she felt that something was wrong: "Won't the files always be kept and can be checked at any time? Why is Ninth Uncle in such a hurry?"
Cheng Yuanjing looked at her with appreciation. Her reaction was quite good.
"I'm going to be transferred next month. Once I'm transferred, I won't be able to casually check the files of Yuheng Division, so I have to finish reading them now."
Cheng Yujin's eyes widened: "Transfer? Why transfer? When Ninth Uncle does things, he shouldn't be distracted. "
"It's just a normal transfer." Cheng Yuanjing casually replied. He never had the habit of explaining things to others, but when he saw Cheng Yujin's eyes, he mysteriously added: "It's not a big deal in the Army Station Division and the Ministry of Works."
Cheng Yujin was skeptical. As an official, the most important thing was stability. Who would be transferred from the six departments and twenty-four divisions? Cheng Yuanjing had only been in Yuheng Division for two months and he was going to be transferred. Looking at his posture, it seemed like he was going to transfer from one department to another.
Cheng Yujin didn't know what was going on. She was afraid that there was some secret behind it. If she accidentally stepped on it, wouldn't it be awkward for both sides? Cheng Yujin quickly changed the topic and deliberately asked briskly: "It's going to be the Dragon Boat Festival soon. Does Ninth Uncle have any plans?"
"The Dragon Boat Festival." Cheng Yuanjing smiled. For some reason, his expression became indifferent, "The Dragon Boat Festival, what is there to celebrate?"
"How can you say that?" Cheng Yujin was unhappy, "The Dragon Boat Festival is the day to ward off evil spirits and dispel poisons. If you exorcise evil spirits on this day, you will be healthy for an entire year."
"Ward off evil spirits and dispel poisons …" Cheng Yuanjing faintly smiled, "I was born from this heaven and am already half evil. No evil spirits can be exorcised, and no poison can be exorcised."
Cheng Yujin suddenly choked. The fifth month was considered to be unlucky and was also called the Evil Month. Many elders believed that a child born in the fifth month would bring bad luck to the family if they didn't raise him well. Cheng Yuanjing was born on the fifth of the fifth month, wouldn't that be …
Every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, every family would go out with great fanfare to exorcise the five poisons and clean up the filth. How uncomfortable would he be?
Cheng Yujin was silent and couldn't say anything for a long time. Cheng Yuanjing didn't seem to care about these things. Everyone said that he wouldn't live long. In the past, the Empress Dowager even invited a senior monk to the palace to exorcise evil spirits for this matter. Unfortunately, he still didn't live to adulthood.
He didn't die from dystocia when he was born, he didn't die from typhoid when he was two years old, and he didn't die from the "natural disaster" when he was five years old. If the Empress Dowager and the Empress knew that, they wouldn't know how regretful they would be.
Cheng Yuanjing was thinking when his hand was suddenly pulled by someone. Cheng Yuanjing lowered his head and saw Cheng Yujin take out a colorful silk thread and wrap it around his wrist, "The mosquitoes are revived in the fifth month, and diseases are rampant. Children are weak and are most likely to get sick and die. That's why the elders say that the fifth month is unlucky. It's the same month, so there's no such thing as auspicious or unlucky. If you wrap the longevity rope around your hand, even Ox-Head and Horse-Face won't be able to take it away. "
Cheng Yuanjing didn't expect that someone would dare to tie something for him. After he reacted, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Cheng Yujin held it again, "Don't move. The longevity rope needs to be firmly tied. Otherwise, if it falls, the Pleiades Sun and Star Officials won't be able to distinguish people. "
After tying it, Cheng Yujin smiled and showed it to Cheng Yuanjing, "The less expected a life is, the more difficult it is to break it. Look, once the longevity rope is tied, Ninth Uncle will be able to live to a hundred years old. "
The less expected a life is, the more difficult it is to break it.
Cheng Yuanjing looked at Cheng Yujin's smiling face and suddenly felt something hit his heart. They were all lives that were not expected. They seemed to be shining brightly, but in reality, no one cared whether they lived or died. When he looked at Cheng Yujin, it was as if he could see his fourteen-year-old self through time.
From the Crown Prince to a mistress who couldn't see the light of day. From the Crown Prince of a country to having to take the imperial examinations to find a way out.
Cheng Yuanjing's eyebrows slowly smiled, "Okay, I'll count on your auspicious words."
With your auspicious words, he will return to the Eastern Palace and take back what belongs to him. He will live to a hundred years old and see the collapse of the Yang Family with his own eyes, and the arrival of the Qingming Era.
The Thousand Autumns Festival was getting closer and closer, and the capital was clearly becoming restless. There were people everywhere looking for connections. The Ministry of Rites carefully probed, but the Emperor was still not interested in celebrating his birthday. He said that there was no need to waste money and manpower, and that it should be treated as an ordinary day. It was enough to have a family feast in the palace.
The Emperor said that there was no need to hold a big celebration, and the subordinates didn't dare to disobey. They also didn't dare to be overtaken by others at this time, so they put all their effort into the congratulatory gifts. The Cheng Family's gift list had already been delivered to the palace. The men were on tenterhooks, but the changes in the outer courtyard didn't affect the womenfolk.
The womenfolk were concerned about something else.
"Eldest Miss, something bad has happened!" Mama Zheng ran over, panting. It wasn't clear whether she was tired or angry, but she couldn't even speak clearly, "The Huo family … the Huo family came to propose marriage to the Second Miss!"
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