If we have to select a ranking of "sultry brothers", even if Xu Mingye can't get the first place, he can at least be among the top three. Mingyu has been in a low mood these days because of the matter of that Lu Ma Ma coming to propose marriage. Although the little girl is as smiling, quiet and lovable as always, he still noticed something is wrong.
Even though Mingyu went out with Miss Fu, he was still worried. After staying in the yamen for a while, he found an excuse to run out, blending in with the crowd, and taking a closer look at his sister.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived, I saw that "Batianbao" had bad intentions. It turned out to be the right decision.
Hearing Sima Hong's shameless answer, Xu Mingye smiled with a handsome face, but he had already scolded him in his heart. What is shameless? He just picked up anyone on the street and shouted that Mingyu was his wife. Is there anyone more shameless than Lord Sima
"Hmph!" The newly-minted scholar responded to Sima Hong with a disdainful snort and a roll of his eyes.
Sima Hong smiled and didn't mind Xu Mingye's attitude at all. People who have been in the barracks for a long time have long forgotten what is shame. "Mingye, you are here too? Long time no see." Sima Hong smiled warmly.
Xu Mingye smiled, looked Sima Hong up and down, bowed, and asked, "What are you doing here, Lord?"
"I..." Sima Hong thought of a solution in a hurry, pointed at the pavilion in front and said with a smile: "It's the New Year, and my family is short of couplets. I came here to ask for a couplet, haha. Um, let me ask you something..."
Xu Mingye raised his eyebrows and said, "What is it? Lord, just speak up. I will do my best." Xu Mingye smiled calmly, but he couldn't help but get angry. You are telling lies with your eyes open! Who would believe that the Anxi Marquis's Mansion is still missing a couplet? You are trying to fool a ghost in broad daylight!
Sima Hong was a little anxious. He had been concerned about what he had heard a few days ago. The young man who had traveled with him pointed at Mingyu and said that the woman was his cousin's concubine. He had also inquired about it in the past two days and found out that the young man's cousin was the Prince of Qin, who was born to Princess Minhua. He was a famous handsome man in the capital.
Although he had not heard any definite news about the matter, not even a hint of it, he was still worried and had to confirm it with the Xu family.
"That..." Sima Hong lowered his voice, his expression full of seriousness, "I heard that someone has bad intentions towards Mingyu, and wants..." Sima Hong hadn't finished speaking when a huge cheer rang out from the side. Xu Mingye, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, smiling calmly and listening to Sima Hong's words, looked up and saw that a family had snatched the couplet written by Fu Lexin. In excitement, there was an uproar.
What Sima Hong wanted to say was drowned out by the noise of the crowd. When the crowd calmed down again, Xu Mingye looked Sima Hong up and down, smiled with a bit of contempt, and walked away with his head held high. Ah, bah, there are still people with bad intentions, it is obviously you, Lord Anxi, who has bad intentions, right? You are the thief crying "stop thief"!
Watching Xu Mingye walk away without looking back, Sima Hong gritted his teeth and stamped his feet in his heart, but it was useless. Hey, this annoying brother-in-law, oh no, it’s the former brother-in-law! Soon, his attention returned to Mingyu who was writing in the pavilion. It seemed that Mingyu was about to finish writing the second couplet.
Sima Hong didn't bother to sulk with his former brother-in-law. Relying on his height and strong physique, he pushed aside the people blocking his way. He stretched his hands very long, almost reaching Mingyu's face. By the way, he secretly bumped her shoulders with his left and arms with his right, "defeating" the people who were competing with him for the couplet.
The little maid standing next to Mingyu was Cui'er, Fu Lemei's maid. Seeing Sima Hong's behavior, she curled her lips secretly, but still gave the couplet written by Mingyu to Sima Hong. Sima Hong took it with both hands, held it carefully in his hands, and stood aside to continue watching Mingyu write.
Mingyu only felt that the sunlight on the left was blocked by someone, casting a tall shadow. She looked up and was stunned. Sima Hong was smiling at her with a silly look on his face, holding the couplet she had just written in his hand.
This idiot... Mingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She lowered her head hurriedly, pretending not to see him, and continued to write the couplet. However, she always felt that there were two passionate gazes on her from the left, which made her feel uneasy.
Fortunately, Sima Hong had some sense of propriety at this moment. He did not say anything or make any other movements. He just stood in front of Mingyu's desk, watching Mingyu write. When Mingyu finished writing the third couplet, he quickly stretched out his arm and took it.
Cui'er glanced at him. This young man was well dressed and looked handsome and masculine. How could this happen
Sima Hong felt justified in taking it. It was a couplet written by his wife, so it was only natural for him to take it. Besides, how could the words written by his wife fall into the hands of others
By the time Mingyu finished writing the fourth couplet, Sima Hong, who was standing by with quick eyes and hands, took advantage of the right time, place and people and snatched it away.
This made the other people who were waiting to receive the couplets unhappy. This guy was too unkind. He took one after another!
Cui Er glared. She had served Fu Lemei since she was a child, and her temper was similar to Fu Lemei's. She was like a little steel cannon. "Hey, young master, why are you like this?" If you took two couplets, you could say that you have two doors to post Spring Festival couplets, but taking three would be too much!
"What's wrong with me?" Sima Hong blinked in confusion, his expression as innocent as it could be.
Cui'er shouted, "Each person gets a couplet, how can you take them all away!" Do you think Miss Xu is easy to bully
Sima Hong smiled particularly beautifully, "Miss, you don't know, we have many doors at home, and we need to post many Spring Festival couplets!"
Some people around shouted in dissatisfaction: "Aren't those who have many houses rich people? Rich people come here to snatch the couplets from us poor people? The richer the people, the stingier they are!"
Sima Hong was not angry. He turned around with a smile and bowed to the man who was shouting. He said seriously: "Brother, the truth is, our family only has one house with four doors in the east, west, south and north!"
Cui Er had seen a lot, and she could tell at a glance that the young man in brocade clothes was doing it on purpose. The jade pendant on his waist was worth so much silver, and he didn't even have the money to buy the couplets? This was clearly the behavior of a hooligan. She had seen it just now. He kept staring at Miss Xu, behaving like a hooligan in broad daylight!
Seeing Cui Er blocking Ming Yu like an old hen protecting her chicks, with a look on her face as if she was about to get mad, Sima Hong hurriedly said with a smile, "Young lady, I'll give you money! I'll pay for the couplets she writes. I'll pay for them, I'll pay for them!"
Hey! He's getting more and more arrogant! Cui'er's eyes widened, she rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her waist and prepared to scold. Miss Mingyu was a distinguished guest invited by her mistress. Her mistress was not here at the moment, so she had to protect Miss Xu's face. How could she let this pervert do whatever he wanted
However, before Cui'er could even get the words out of her mouth, she felt someone pulling her sleeve. She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and turned around to see Mingyu pulling her sleeve.
"Don't be afraid, Miss Xu!" Cui'er comforted her.
Mingyu laughed dryly twice, glanced at Sima Hong who was determined to get it, and whispered, "Give it to him."
"My eldest young master and the others are here, don't be afraid, we can beat this scoundrel to death!" Cui'er thought Mingyu was scared, and pointed at Fu Lesin and others who were writing quickly in the pavilion.
Mingyu looked in the direction of her finger, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What a bunch of weak scholars and civil officials. If a fight really started, even if several of them attacked together, they wouldn't be able to stop Sima Hong from giving her one hand.
"Forget it." Mingyu's face turned red. "Give it to him if he wants it." When it comes to shamelessness, who can compare to Sima Hong!
Sima Hong smiled contentedly. Since Mingyu had spoken, he felt more justified in standing there and waiting for Mingyu to write one before taking one away. After all, his wife's handwriting must not fall into the hands of others.
The people around him looked at him angrily and rushed to other places to ask for Spring Festival couplets. On the one hand, Sima Hong was tall and strong, and the way he squeezed around just now had already made people intimidated. On the other hand, Sima Hong was dressed luxuriously, and most of the people who came to ask for couplets were poor and could not afford them. They had a natural fear of rich children and did not dare to confront him. Anyway, there were more than one people who wrote couplets, and they did not recognize what was written on the couplets, so it would be the same if they asked others to write them.
It was not until most people had left that Baihao, who was standing far away, covered his face with one hand and came over reluctantly. It was really embarrassing! I guess the word "embarrassment" does not exist in his life dictionary!
"Where have you been?" Sima Hong cursed in a low voice, "Come here, I have something to tell you!"
Baihao put his ear close to Sima Hong's mouth and heard Sima Hong mutter something. He was shocked and subconsciously glanced at Mingyu who was writing Spring Festival couplets. Sima Hong glared at him, fearing that he would alert Mingyu. "I told you to do your job, why are you looking at me?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Bai Hao nodded quickly and left.
Sima Hong continued to smile ingratiatingly, preparing to take the Spring Festival couplets written by his wife. Looking at the three couplets he already had in his hand, he felt very happy. But after calculating, it was still not enough, as he had to put them up at the entrance of his yard, in the living room, in the bedroom, in the study, in the practice room... He still needed a few more.
Mingyu, however, was not in a hurry. She slowly flipped through the book full of couplets and was reluctant to put pen to paper.
Sima Hong waited for a long time. Seeing the sun about to jump over his head, he became a little anxious and urged: "Why don't you write?"
Mingyu gave him a cold look and said slowly, "If you are in a hurry, go back first."
Sima Hong shut up immediately.
After waiting for a while, Mingyu still didn't start writing. The sun was at noon, and Xu Mingye came over from a distance. Seeing Sima Hong standing in front of Mingyu's desk like a door god, he snorted in dissatisfaction and stopped a few steps away from the pavilion. "Sister, let's go. It's getting late. We should go home."
Mingyu responded. She had never noticed Xu Mingye appearing so timely. She happily dropped her pen, clapped her hands, and left, leaving Sima Hong standing there staring blankly.