The little girls at the door were like lucky cats, clasping their hands together and saying auspicious words, but their small bodies blocked the door and refused to let Zhu Pingan in.
The formation of these girls blocking the door was clearly arranged by someone.
By the way, if I can't even enter the bridal chamber, I guess my mother Chen will grab me early tomorrow morning, take me to the ancestral hall, and make me kneel in front of the neatly arranged tablets of my ancestors to repent.
There are three kinds of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no offspring. You can't even enter the bridal chamber, how can you face your ancestors... ...
He could even remember the words his mother Chen used to preach.
So, no matter what you do later, you have to at least enter the bridal chamber first. Only after entering the bridal chamber can you live comfortably with your parents.
Looking at the six lucky cat girls blocking the door, Zhu Ping'an shook his head and smiled slightly. Then, under their excited eyes, he reached into his pocket again and fumbled around.
When the little girls saw that Zhu Ping'an was going to give everyone red envelopes again, they were so excited, just like puppies waiting for their owner to give them a big bone.
Not disappointing them, when Zhu Ping'an took his hand out of his pocket, a stack of red envelopes appeared in his hand again.
The six little girls were like puppies seeing a bone. They blinked their bright eyes and stared at the red envelope in Zhu Ping'an's hand.
"Thank you for your blessings, just a little token of my appreciation."
Zhu Ping'an looked at the six lucky cats and nodded. Then he waved the red envelopes in his hand in front of everyone and then scattered them over their heads.
It’s raining red envelopes.
The lucky cat girls who were at the door saw the red envelopes falling from the sky. They shouted excitedly and stuck out their little butts to grab the red envelopes. They were quick-eyed and quick-handed, and rushed to grab the red envelopes. They had a lot of fun and had long forgotten about the important task of blocking the door.
While these girls were sticking their butts out to grab the red envelopes, Zhu Ping'an took two quick steps, passed through the second door among them, and successfully entered the second courtyard.
"Oh, my uncle has gone in."
A little girl who had grabbed two red envelopes looked up and saw her brother-in-law had already walked into the second courtyard. She couldn't help but knock her head in regret.
"Ah? How come we went in so quickly? The young lady will definitely blame us..." The other little girls also looked regretful and confused.
"It's all your fault for being greedy." A little girl complained to the first girl who tried to grab the red envelope.
"You all robbed them too." The girl refused to be outdone.
Then, the six little girls could only watch Zhu Ping'an walking forward and regret their greed.
The festive atmosphere in the second courtyard is even more intense. Lucky bamboo, roses, lilies, sweetheart grass and some colorful flowers create a festive atmosphere. Rose petals pave a path, adding a feeling of a girl's boudoir, and the smell of rouge and powder is relatively stronger.
"Congratulations, uncle, good luck to you."
The ones guarding the second courtyard should be the second-class maids of the Li family. They were two years older than the six maids just now and were dressed better. After Zhu Ping'an walked into the second courtyard, these second-class maids came up to Zhu Ping'an in small steps, put their hands on their waists and bent their knees to greet him.
"Congratulations, congratulations." Zhu Ping'an bowed in response.
As usual, let's give out red envelopes first. Zhu Ping'an reached out and took out a few red envelopes to give to these second-class girls. Generally speaking, the groom's wedding day is almost equivalent to a boy who distributes money. Give out red envelopes, give out red envelopes... ... No matter what you do, giving out red envelopes is never wrong.
"Hehe... My son-in-law is a famous talent in our Ming Dynasty, why does he always spend money on these money-making things?"
"That's right, my son-in-law is the top scholar, why would he send us away with these vulgar things?"
The second-class maids at the door giggled and shook their heads, but did not accept the red envelopes because they had other tasks to do.
"Oh, then what do you say we should do?" Zhu Ping'an, who had been mentally prepared, smiled slightly and was not surprised at their behavior at all.
"Of course it's the writing. My son-in-law is the top scholar, so his writing skills are naturally the best in the Ming Dynasty. If my young lady is satisfied with his writing, we will let him in to see my young lady."
The second-class maid at the front listened to Zhu Ping'an's question, nodded vigorously, and then said with a smile.
"That's right, that's right. My son-in-law has passed the imperial examination, so of course he has to write an essay."
"You have to write poems, lyrics, and articles for my young lady. Only when they are good and my young lady is satisfied, can you go in and see my young lady."
"Son-in-law, you have to show your talent for the imperial examination. If you can't write well, hahaha... Son-in-law can enter the throne room, but not the bridal chamber."
The other maids chattered in agreement, saying that Zhu Ping'an was the top scholar of the Ming Dynasty, and they all wanted Zhu Ping'an to write poems and essays, and then they would show them to Li Shu. If Li Shu was satisfied with the writing, they would let Zhu Ping'an in. If not, he would not be allowed in.
Oh, so this level is about writing, Zhu Pingan nodded with a smile.
Writing poems and articles was not difficult for Zhu Pingan. He was able to pass the imperial examination, which was a great achievement in writing. He had an absolute advantage in this area. In addition, he had hundreds of years of experience ahead of them, and he had countless excellent poems and articles from the Qing Dynasty and modern times.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an has no pressure on this.
"Son-in-law, here are writing brushes, ink, paper, and an ink stick. You must finish before the incense stick burns out. If you miss the time, you will have to stay in the guest room. Hehe..."
"Sir, it only takes one stick of incense."
"It's finished. You can't be dissatisfied even if you are not."
Several maids chattered and led Zhu Pingan to a place beside the second gate. There was a set of tables and chairs with red wedding characters on them. On the table was a set of writing brushes, inkstones, and paper. A red candle was burning on the table, and there were two big red lanterns next to it. Under the illumination of the red candles and lanterns, the table and chairs were brightly lit.
"I am grinding ink for you, Master..."
A little girl even volunteered to help Zhu Ping'an grind the ink. She rolled up her sleeves to reveal her white wrists. Under the candlelight, her skin looked very fair and delicate, and it was obvious that she had taken good care of it.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself."
Zhu Ping'an shook his head and politely declined the girl's kindness. He sat down and took the inkstone, grinding the ink while thinking about what to write.
Li Shu is not an ordinary girl.
I have seen this girl's intelligence and cunning since she was a child. Ordinary poems and songs are unlikely to impress this girl.
But the good news is that this girl likes me. Although I don't understand the reason, it seems that this girl has liked me for a long time. If I hadn't tasted the taste of her chef's cooking on the island, I probably wouldn't have discovered this secret until now. Of course, it also shows from one side that Li Shu is a girl whose mind is hard to guess.
Women's hearts are like needles in the sea. It's not that easy to write an article that will satisfy Li Shu. (To be continued.)