Wei Luo regretted not being able to attend Liang Yurong and Wei Changyin's wedding. Just thinking about the last life, the two of them didn't even have a chance to stay together, so I feel that this regret is nothing. Wei Luo believed that, as Chang Yin's elder brother, he would treat Liang Yurong well after they got married, and after a while his leg disease was cured, then they would be enviable golden boys and jade girls.
Wei Luo picked out a jade statue of Avalokitesvara delivering a child from the warehouse. This jade is moist and soft, delicate as fat, and the statue is exquisite, so it is not ordinary at first glance. She asked Zhao Jie, and sure enough, she learned that it was consecrated by Master Han Kong, a famous Buddhist scholar in the previous dynasty, and it has been handed down to this day, and it is a priceless treasure. Wei Luo was used to his prodigal behavior, so he calmly expressed that he knew it, and picked out a few gifts for his grandparents, father, and a few aunts.
When I came to the British government, it happened to be the hour of Chen.
Wei Luo and Zhao Jie walked into the front hall and immediately saw Liang Yurong standing behind Wei Changyin. Wei Changyin is still sitting in a beech wheelchair. In fact, he can already walk on the ground, but it is not suitable to walk for too long. Half an hour a day will help the recovery of his legs and feet. Liang Yurong was wearing a pomegranate red silk silk jacket with a treasure chest pattern and a pleated Ruyi skirt. She was as delicate as a flower, with a smile on her cheeks. She was lowering her head to talk to Wei Changyin when she heard the maid said that Wei Luo had come in. Looking up, meeting Wei Luo's smiling gaze, he blushed first.
Wei Luo and Zhao Jie saluted the elders first, and gave gifts one by one. When it was Liang Yurong's turn, she took the red sandalwood casket inlaid with the daffodil pattern from Jinlu, and said hurriedly, "This is for brother Chang Yin and sister-in-law Yurong."
Liang Yurong took it and saw that there was a statue of Avalokitesvara laying in the box. She blushed and wanted to tease Wei Luo a few words, but because she was a newly married woman, she couldn't be rude in front of her elders, so she just quietly She gave Wei Luo an angry look, and said, "Thank you... Grandma Wugu."
Wei Luo said, "You're welcome."
Seeing this, the second wife, Mrs. Song, smiled and said, "Yu Rong and the eldest young master have just married for two days, so don't worry. Ah Luo has been married to Prince Jing for more than two months, is there any movement in her stomach?"
Unexpectedly, the topic would be brought up to him, Wei Luo suddenly became embarrassed. She didn't think about this issue specially, she always felt that the time is still long, don't worry, it's best to let nature take its course. Now the second aunt asked in front of everyone, she pondered for a moment and said: "I..."
Zhao Jie held her hand and said, "Ah Luo is still young, it might be bad for her health to have a baby. Don't worry about the heir, let's talk about it later."
The second lady gave a smug smile, she couldn't ask any more questions.
Wei Luo looked around and couldn't see Wei Changhong, so he asked Wei Kun, "Daddy, why isn't Chang Hong here?"
Wei Kun said: "Chang Hong is writing couplets in the inner court, I have ordered someone to call him over."
Wei Luo said, "I'll go and see him, he just hasn't been around the mansion for a long time."
Wei Kun didn't stop him. Zhao Jie knew her younger brother's strength to protect his weaknesses, and didn't know what Chang Hong would say to Wei Luo after meeting, so he lifted his lips and said to Wei Kun and Ying Ying: "It's just right, this king is also going to watch the Spring Festival couplets written by my brother-in-law. .”
In this way, Duke Ying and Wei Kun naturally could no longer stay in the front hall, and they were bound to go with Zhao Jie.
The British government has the habit of writing couplets by itself during Chinese New Year. This year it happens to be the turn of Wei Changhong and Wei Changxian, but Wei Changxian is very playful and can’t stay idle. In the inner court, I was writing hard. Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Wei Changhong sat behind the black lacquer and gold scroll pattern, with more than a dozen written couplets by his hand. He looked serious and meticulous, and his writing movements were as pleasing as flowing clouds and flowing water.
The girl who was grinding for him next to him stared straight at him, looking so dazed that he didn't even notice that a group of people came up to him.
It's no wonder that the little girl was fascinated. Chang Hong will be sixteen years old after the new year. It's the time when a boy grows up. His thin body becomes tall and straight, and his facial features gradually take on the appearance of a man. He was originally handsome and good-looking, but now he has added a bit of mature aura, which has caused all the girls to be upset with him, let alone a little maid.
Out of the corner of her eye, the servant girl saw all the important people in the mansion coming, she hurriedly bowed her knees and said: "I have seen the Duke of the country, and several masters."
Wei Changhong put down the pen, stood up and said, "Grandfather, Dad..." Turning his gaze, he saw Wei Luo behind him, couldn't help showing joy, and said with a smile, "Ah Luo is here too?"
Wei Luo came to him, looked at the couplet he wrote, then raised his head and said, "Who told you not to visit me? I had no choice but to come to you by myself."
Wei Changhong said: "I planned to finish writing these fifty couplets before going to the front hall, but I didn't expect you to come here."
Seeing that he was the only one, the British official couldn't help asking, "Where's Chang Xian?"
Wei Changhong said: "Third brother's friend came to look for him, he went out beforehand."
The British Duke shook his head, quite dissatisfied, "This kid, in his twenties, is still so impatient."
Wei Changhong didn't speak.
The Duke of England and several masters took a look at the couplets written by Chang Hong, and were very satisfied with his handwriting. The Duke of England commented-"The brushwork is elegant, the bones are strong and the muscles are strong."
The family chatted happily for a while, and the British prince was afraid of neglecting Zhao Jie, so he proposed to sit in the front hall for a while. Just as he was about to walk back, a little guy in a red robe at the end of the verandah ran over excitedly, threw himself in front of Wei Luo, hugged Wei Luo's arm and said, "Sister Ah Luo, you are finally back. Miss you so much."
This little guy is none other than Wei Changmi.
The maid at the back hurriedly stepped forward to plead guilty, saying: "Forgive me, my lord, forgive my wife, the seventh young master insists on coming here..."
The Fourth Madam didn't blame her, she waved her hand and said, "Go down."
At that time, Wei Changmi was still pestering Wei Luo, and asked with a small face, "Sister Ah Luo, are you going to leave this time?"
Wei Luo nodded, "Of course, I'll leave in the evening."
Wei Changmi pursed his lips and blinked his eyes in disappointment, "Can't you stay for a few more days? Since you got married, I can't play with you anymore."
The Fourth Madam resigned helplessly: "Brother Mi, come here. Don't talk nonsense."
Wei Changmi didn't move the arm holding Wei Luo, and turned his black eyes to look at the silent Zhao Jie beside him. Although he was only ten years old, he already understood the principle of getting married and married, and he also knew that the person Wei Luo married was Zhao Jie. After thinking for a while, he shouted politely, "Hello, brother-in-law."
Zhao Jie bent his lips and said "hmm".
Although this little guy looks annoying, he is much more sensible than Wei Changhong. At least he never heard Wei Changhong call "brother-in-law".
Zhao Jie was quite merciful and said: "Next time if you miss Sister Ah Luo, you can come to Prince Jing's mansion anytime."
Wei Changmi's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. "Thank you brother-in-law."
Wei Changhong next to him took a look at Chang Mi, thinking what a douchebag.