"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Wen just came in with a plate of dim sum, "Taste the scallion pancakes just made."
"Mother." Wen Liunian helped her to sit down, "A few days ago you said you would donate a Buddhist hall, how is it going?"
"I have already discussed with the abbot of Puzhao Temple in this city, and sent people to Jiangnan to make preparations." Mrs. Wen said, "You are an official in this royal city, and mother can do nothing but do more good deeds and pray to the Bodhisattva May everything go smoothly in the future, and there must be no accidents again."
"Then can I ask Master to help you choose a good day?" Wen Liunian asked.
"Of course I can. What day do you want to choose?" Mrs. Wen helped him straighten his hair.
Zhao Yue: "..."
Wen Liunian said: "Get married."
"Who wants to get married?" Mrs. Wen wondered, "I haven't heard of it before, so why do you need to help choose a date?"
Wen Liunian said: "I want to get married."
"You?" Mrs. Wen was startled when she heard the words: "Now?"
"Yes, now." Wen Liunian said, "There have been too many unlucky things recently, so I am very happy."
"Have you all discussed it?" Mrs. Wen looked at Zhao Yue again.
Wen Liunian nodded desperately: "Naturally."
"This is not a joke." Mrs. Wen obviously disagreed. "Even if we don't talk about the matchmaker's engagement gift, we have to prepare it at least three months in advance. There is no reason to get married so casually."
Wen Liunian muttered: "Since they are all determined to get married, it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later." It made sense at first, and there was absolutely no way to refute it.
"Does your father know about this?" Mrs. Wen couldn't laugh or cry.
"With mother around, daddy will naturally agree." Wen Liunian's eyes were full of trust.
"Ah Yue hasn't said anything until now, and I can tell it's you messing around again." Mrs. Wen still refused.
"He obviously mentioned it first." Wen Liunian protested.
"Really?" Mrs. Wen was suspicious.
Zhao Yue: "..."
There was silence in the courtyard.
"Hmph!" After a while, Mrs. Wen entered the bedroom angrily.
…
"Why are you still angry?" Mrs. Wen had a headache.
"I'll go in and have a look." Zhao Yue struggled to stand up.
Mrs. Wen hurriedly supported him, sighed and said: "You said you are still injured, why is Xiao Liuzi so fussed about getting married, I don't know what he is thinking."
"Leave this end to me." Zhao Yue smiled, "It's windy, auntie, go back and rest first."
Mrs. Wen nodded, took two steps outside, then turned around hesitantly: "Seeing that you haven't spoken just now, are you not very willing?"
"Of course not." Zhao Yue shook his head, "Being married to him is the greatest blessing in my life."
"Then why..." Mrs. Wen was puzzled.
"Originally, I wanted to wait for the injury to heal before going to Jiangnan to apply for a job." Zhao Yue said, "But if you are in a hurry, you have to hold a happy event now, so I naturally wish for it."
"That's good." Madam Wen was relieved, and walked back out of the small courtyard while thinking about what it means to be "in a hurry".
My own son doesn't know how to be more reserved.
Zhao Yue pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.
Wen Liunian sat at the table and watched him.
"Angry?" Zhao Yue held his hand.
"En." Master Wen squeezed out words from his nose.
"I didn't do anything wrong." Zhao Yue sat beside him.
"When Cai Niang asked you, why didn't you speak?" Wen Liunian grabbed his face.
"You were caught off guard, I have to think about it." Zhao Yue was helpless.
"Think about it again?!" Wen Liunian widened his eyes, "Could it be that you still want to find a second spring in your life!"
"Don't make trouble." Zhao Yue held his hand, "You clearly know what I want to say at first, don't you?"
Wen Liunian snapped his fingers and looked up at the sky.
have no idea.
"After more than 20 years of kung fu practice, I can still tell the difference between a muscle injury and a damaged Qi meridian." Zhao Yue hugged him, "Actually, I already guessed it on the second day after waking up. "
"Really?" Wen Liunian leaned against his chest, muffled, "Then I've been acting for so long."
"I know you care about me." Zhao Yue smiled, "Don't worry, I won't just get depressed."
"It would be the best if you can look away." Wen Liunian said, "Anyway, we will always be in the royal city in the future, and no one will pick quarrels under the emperor's feet, and it doesn't matter whether you have the skills or not."
"Even if I have no kung fu, I will still protect you." Zhao Yue tightened his arms.
"Naturally." Wen Liunian rubbed his nose, "Okay, this matter is over, let's talk about the next one."
Zhao Yue: "..."
Wen Liunian was very persistent: "When will we get married?"
Zhao Yue pinched his face: "Do you really want to rush like this?"
"I won't rush." Wen Liunian shook his head repeatedly, "I've been preparing for more than a year." I started preparing from the day we met on the field ridge, and I couldn't have more time.
Zhao Yue looked at him and smiled.
"Is it going to happen!" Master Wen was angry.
Zhao Yue lowered his head and bit his lips, and said vaguely: "Okay."
"Wait, wait." Wen Liunian tried to push his head away, "Say it again, make it clear."
"I agree." Zhao Yue looked at him and said word by word, "We will get married right now."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of cheers from the roof—because Zhao Yue was injured, Qin Shaoyu specially dispatched a group of hidden guards to protect the two of them, and to... listen to the corner.
So within half a day, even the whole Wangcheng knew that Mr. Wen was going to marry Mr. Zhao.
Wen Rumo was still sulking on this side, wondering if his son had been bewitched by evil spirits, and why he was thinking about getting married all day long. The butler ran in panting, saying that the people in the city had brought congratulatory gifts, and there was no room for them to pile up in the yard, to see if they should be deposited elsewhere first.
"A congratulatory gift?" Wen Rumo was dumbfounded.
"Yes, you guys know that adults have a good appetite. There are seven or eight baskets of eggs alone, and the car is full of bacon wrapped with red threads." The butler said, "It's enough for adults to eat for a long time." It's a good deal to say that getting married is really a bargain. buy and sell.
Wen Rumo's ears buzzed.
Mrs. Wen dragged him out to see what was going on, and saw that the servants were counting in the courtyard, and the congratulatory gifts were still being sent in cart after cart. From Chasing Shadow Palace to Sun Moon Villa, even King Qijue had sent many rare things. Among them was a life-size portrait of himself and the queen, and he told Lord Wen to hang it on the wall.
"Are you really going to get married?" Half an hour ago, Lu Zhui was still thinking hard in Shanhaiju, how to tell Zhao Yue calmly about "lost martial arts", very gloomy, and suddenly heard it again This beaming news suddenly felt that the whole person was about to split.
"Yes." The mascot of Jianghu said happily while helping to collect the gifts, "Tomorrow is the date set by the adults themselves."
"Tomorrow?" Lu Zhui almost dropped his jaw.
"Ah?" Mrs. Wen and Master Wen were also frightened.
Tomorrow
"Nonsense!" Master Wen stomped his feet repeatedly, and immediately sent the housekeeper to call Wen Liunian over.
"Daddy." Wen Liunian was in a good mood, even his face was flushed.
The hidden guards clicked tut collectively, to make adults happy.
"Are you going to get married tomorrow?" Wen Rumo asked angrily.
"Tomorrow?" Wen Liunian thought for a while, "Although I'm a bit rushed, it's okay."
…
"Well, when did this get married?" Mrs. Wen was successfully swayed by the two father and son.
Wen Rumo's head hurts, and sooner or later he will be pissed off by this brat.
"Yes." Wen Liunian was also very puzzled, "When do I want to get married?"
"This, alas!" Wen Rumo was dizzy from being tormented, "You can mess around on your own, I don't care about it!"
"No, no, I have to take care of it." Wen Liunian pulled him, "How about Daddy help me set a date?"
"Yes, if Wen Aiqing wants to get married, Master Wen doesn't care." Chu Yuan also stepped into the door with a smile, "If Master Wen doesn't care, then I will arrange a good date myself."
"See the emperor." The people in the courtyard were all startled, and they came as soon as they said they wanted to, without any prior notification.
"Let's get back together." Chu Yuan said, "I was originally inspecting people's sentiments on the street, and when I heard people's rumors, I came here to ask what happened. Is this a date that hasn't been set yet?"
"Still discussing." Wen Liunian shook his head.
"Does Master Wen have any ideas?" Chu Yuan asked.
Wen Rumo quickly shook his head: "It's all up to the emperor to decide."
"Then half... ten days later, how about it?" Chu Yuan originally wanted to say half a month later, but after seeing Wen Liunian's impatient eyes, he still reduced it by another five days.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wen Liunian was full of joy.
Wen Rumo had no choice but to say thank you, with mixed feelings in his heart.
What is this called...
The ten-day period was really too short, so after Chu Yuan left, everyone became busy. All of a sudden, people were wandering around in the Wen residence, and they would bump into each other if they didn't pay attention.
"My lord, don't laugh anymore." Mu Qingshan suggested from the bottom of his heart.
"There's a happy event, why can't you laugh?" Wen Liunian took a bite of a pear.
"But no one laughed like an adult." Mu Qingshan said, "The face is stiff."
Wen Liunian had no choice but to restrain himself a little.
"Really so happy?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"Naturally." Wen Liunian nodded vigorously.
"But my lord and the head of the family have already connected with each other, is it so important to have a marriage?" Mu Qingshan was puzzled.
"Yes, yes." Wen Liunian continued to nod.
Mu Qingshan: "..."
"My lord." The butler came in, "A young master is here to visit."
In the front hall, Wuying was eating snacks, seeing Wen Liunian hurriedly asked, "Which shop did you buy this from?" The taste was quite good.
"The cook in the mansion made it himself." Wen Liunian said, "If you like it, I will instruct them to make it and send it to the mansion."
"Put more walnuts." Wu Ying urged.
"Okay." Wen Liunian nodded, "Young master, is there something you want to see me?"
"Mister wants to ask your lord." Wuying said, "Are you really going to get married?"
Wen Liunian smiled brightly again: "Of course it's true."
"Then... why didn't I discuss it with my husband, so I just settled it." Wuying was troubled, "He has always regarded the head of the family as his own, and he can be regarded as the elder."
"Really?" Wen Liunian scratched his chin, "Not necessarily."
"Huh?" Wuying was puzzled, "What do you mean not likely?"