Sima Hong's careful and flattering smile froze on his face, as if he was struck by lightning. After a long while, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Why did it die? This bird is really... too much. Don't be sad, I will find you a more interesting one later. How about a parrot? It has colorful feathers, prettier than a mynah bird, and can talk like a mynah bird."
Thinking of the starling at home that was like a mangy dog, couldn't be driven away, only knew how to eat, was so fat that its wings couldn't even flap, and when it was full it would howl "Mingyu likes Sima Hong", Mingyu couldn't help but face darkening. She had known long ago that it was sent by this bastard. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to raise such a shameless bird.
"Thank you for your kindness, my lord. I don't like to raise these messy things." Mingyu said.
No matter how stupid Sima Hong was, he noticed Mingyu's coldness and disgust. His enthusiasm was dampened, but he couldn't figure out why. He thought clearly that Mingyu treated him half out of guilt and half out of reluctance. Why did she change after he had been gone for more than four months
"Then what do you like? I'll go look for it." Sima Hong smiled softly.
Mingyu stared at him, sighed, and felt a little annoyed. He had a rich and beautiful wife now, so why did he come to her? Could it be that he couldn't get her and was abandoned before, so he couldn't forget her? Now that he has a successful career, he picked up the historical legacy of the past. In the final analysis, it's just the bad nature of men.
"What on earth do you want to do here?" Mingyu asked bluntly, "I'm not smart. I don't have as many twists and turns as you young masters and ladies. I can't guess what you are thinking. But even if you are smart, don't treat me like a fool."
Sima Hong's smile suddenly turned cold. He stared at Mingyu and asked slowly, "What did you say? Who is playing tricks on me?"
"No?" Mingyu smiled, "A mynah bird and a parrot, what do you want to do? You are going to get married, don't play these boring things. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."
After saying that, Mingyu turned around and was about to leave, secretly blaming herself for talking so much nonsense to him.
"Wait!" Sima Hong was quick to grab Mingyu's delicate wrist, stared at her face, and asked, "Can you explain clearly? Who's getting married?"
"Who else is going to get married?" Mingyu said indifferently. "I heard that the Marquis and the Duke's daughter are getting married soon. Mingyu congratulates the Marquis again. There is no need to send wedding invitations on the wedding day. Mingyu is a poor man and cannot afford to send a gift."
Think about this idiot, he got promoted, got rich, and married a new wife, all the good things happened to him. Mingyu couldn't help but think sourly.
Sima Hong frowned, "Daughter of the Duke? Which daughter of the Duke? How come I don't know?" Before he finished speaking, Sima Hong opened his mouth slightly and loosened his grip on Mingyu's hand. Thinking of how Miao had vaguely asked him to go and see Duke Deng before leaving, he suddenly remembered something.
"I really don't know what the Duke's daughter is." Sima Hong said seriously, looking at Mingyu, "Where did you hear it from? There must be a misunderstanding. I have always been in the northwest and have never seen other women, and I will not marry another woman."
Mingyu snorted in her heart. The mother-in-law is already looking for a daughter-in-law. How dare you say you are innocent? Madam Xu only fell in love with Zhou Qi after Xu Mingye nodded. What's more, Miao Shi, who loves her son so much, must have Sima Hong's nod.
"The Marquis's words are always pleasant to the ear." Mingyu said with a smile, "He is worthy of being born into a world of flowers. It's a pity that I don't like to hear them. I'll leave them for the future wives of the Marquis." Deng Zhenzhu is young and will definitely be coaxed around.
"Xu Mingyu, are you still being reasonable?" Sima Hong frowned. He was furious. He was always slandered by her, and he had been holding back his anger for a long time.
She looked around. There was no one on the street, Sima Hong sighed, but he couldn't bear to yell at her, so he softened his voice and said, "You always say that I'm a playboy, a playboy, and that I came from a world of playboys. Ask yourself, besides you, I only have three concubines, and I sent them all away. You've been in the capital for so long, haven't you seen or heard anything about it? Those real playboys have more than three maids to warm their beds, not to mention the concubines with official status, and those who play with young men and keep male lovers..."
Sima Hong looked aggrieved, as if to imply that compared to those real playboys, his little deed was not worth mentioning.
Oh my god, what does "only three in total" mean? Mingyu didn't hear anything, but when she heard this guy say that he only had three concubines, she was furious. This was clearly too little! "Three concubines, and you think it's not enough?" Mingyu stared in disbelief, "It's right for you to marry the daughter of a duke. I believe that the lady from a noble family is well-mannered and will tolerate your lust!" After saying that, Mingyu turned around and ran away angrily.
Sima Hong was anxious and didn't bother to explain. He shouted, "Mingyu, wait a minute!"
Mingyu pretended not to hear and ran into the shop and said to the clerk, "The scoundrel outside the door is a gambler who came to me to borrow money. If he dares to come in again, you can use the bolt to knock him out!" He ran straight into the backyard.
Sima Hong, who had transformed himself into a gambler and shamelessly borrowed money from his ex-wife, watched Mingyu's graceful figure disappear behind the door curtain. Then he looked at the waiter who looked at him with vigilance and contempt, and he was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Xu Mingyu, you are so cruel... You are unreasonable!"
However, the most urgent task is to go home and ask his mother what is going on with the legendary daughter of the Duke.
Sima Hong made up his mind, turned back to the carriage, and shouted to the driver Bai Hao, "Go home!" Bai Hao saw that his face was very sour, as if his uncle had come, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. He whipped the carriage back to the Anxi Marquis' Mansion.
In the mansion, Miao was pruning the flowers in the courtyard. She was a little surprised that Sima Hong came back so soon. She turned around and looked at her son and said with a smile, "You said you'd be out for a while, and you really came back in a short while."
Sima Hong didn't care about anything else and asked directly: "Mother, why do you want me to follow my uncle to Duke Deng's mansion tomorrow?"
Miao smiled, put down the scissors in her hand, pulled Sima Hong to sit on the chair, and said with a smile: "I have found a wife for you. You can come to her house tomorrow and ask her parents to see you. The sooner the wedding is held, the sooner I can hold my grandson."
"You..." Sima Hong was anxious and angry, but he couldn't say anything harsh to his mother. Seeing that Miao didn't want to be discussed, he smiled and said, "Mother, you know that I don't know if I can come back after I go to the battlefield. Isn't this delaying the girl!"
Miao patted Sima Hong's hand and said with a smile, "Don't say those unlucky things. Although I don't go out, I also know that the court is more willing to make peace now. I think this war will come to an end. You marry Miss Deng and stay in the capital peacefully in the future. Give me a few more fat grandchildren and expand the Sima family. I have seen Miss Deng. She is beautiful, has a good family background, and is well-educated. She is just a little young, and she will never let you down."
With Duke Deng as his father-in-law and Sima Hong's great military achievements, are you still afraid that your life will be difficult in the future
Sima Hong took a deep breath, looked at his mother's expectant eyes, hardened his heart, and spoke with a firm tone, "Mother, I will not marry Miss Deng. You know who I want to marry. No matter whether the court goes to war or peace in the end, as long as there is a chance, I will fight back to Tianshui and take back our home from the Tartars."
Miao's heart was filled with rage. She didn't say anything, but tears came out of her eyes. Her voice was trembling. "Why are you so stubborn? She doesn't want you! Some time ago, I heard that she wanted to be a concubine to the Prince of Qin. I don't know why it didn't happen. I guess Princess Minhua didn't like her. Why would you want her? How can Miss Deng be inferior to Xu Mingyu? You haven't seen her. This time when you go to Duke Deng's house, I will arrange a chance for you to see her. You will definitely think she is good."
Sima Hong held his mother's hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly: "Mother, don't say angry words. How can you not know what kind of person Mingyu is? She doesn't even want to be the wife of the Marquis's Mansion. She can't stand being wronged. How can she be willing to be a concubine? You are just angry that she divorced me. Miss Deng is a good girl in many ways, maybe better than Mingyu, but in my eyes, only Mingyu is my daughter-in-law. As long as I am alive, I must find a way to marry her back."
Miao covered her handkerchief and started to cry. She felt sorry for her son and sighed. How could she give birth to such a stubborn and stubborn son? What if her son didn't marry Xu Mingyu and the Sima family was extinct? How could she face Ah Qing and her parents-in-law in the underworld a hundred years later
"Then you should meet him, Miss Deng." Miao cried for a while, wiped her tears, and said unwillingly that her son had grown up and his own ideas had also grown up. She couldn't control him, but she could at least give him some advice.
Sima Hong smiled and shook his head. He had no intention of marrying her, and if he did anything to her after seeing her, the little girl might find out and point at his nose and call him "lecherous"!
Miao's eyes bulged, "What do you want me to do? I've already seen you, and now it's come to this. How can I explain this to the Deng family?"
Sima Hong laughed in silence. Although Miao had a fierce temper, she was very sensible in her dealings. She seemed to be talking about something extremely serious, but in fact, Sima Hong estimated that it was just a mutual understanding. The marriage had never been formally proposed. There had been no matchmaking, no betrothal, no betrothal, and at most he could just go and apologize. The lady said it was so serious just to scare him so that he would go to Duke Deng's house to see Miss Deng, hoping that he might like Miss Deng.
What a pity! Sima Hong patted his mother's back to comfort her for a while, then walked out of the house, smiled at the sunset, and stretched his muscles. He was no longer the ignorant Tyrant of the past.