After Feng Ye left, Yuan Sikong was depressed for quite some time.
He and Feng Ye agreed to exchange letters, but he didn't know how to put down the pen, so he decided to draw a winter scene and send it to Feng Ye when the silver was spread on the ground and the branches were covered with ice and snow.
Yuan Nanyu saw that Yuan Sikong was depressed and knew what was going on, so he felt quite uncomfortable, so he had to change his way to make him laugh: "Second brother, look, look at me."
When Yuan Sikong turned his head, he saw Yuan Nanyu raised his good leg to the back of his neck, and was smirking at him.
Yuan Sikong shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you have been bedridden these days, and your hands and feet have not been born."
"That's natural. I was forced to practice martial arts by my father when I was four years old, and I have only been lying down for a month." Yuan Nanyu started punching on the bed as he spoke, his moves were powerful and decent.
Yuan Sikong teased: "Oh, you have been practicing martial arts for so many years, and you still fell from upstairs. Where did you learn?"
"I'm not scared by my father." Yuan Nanyu made a face.
"This matter also gives us a warning, in the future..."
"Oh, stop, stop!" Yuan Nanyu covered his ears exaggeratedly, "Second brother, you really look more and more like dad."
Yuan Sikong laughed and said, "Is there anything wrong with being like Dad? Dad is a good man."
Yuan Nanyu's eyes lit up: "Second brother, you laughed, you finally laughed!"
Yuan Sikong touched his face: "Have you never seen me smile, I look like a ghost."
"Since Your Highness left, you have been depressed all day long."
Yuan Sikong sighed softly, then smiled again: "I always miss parting."
Yuan Nanyu muttered: "Second brother has me, don't think about him anymore."
"Okay, I don't want him anymore. Good day, how about I take you out for a walk?"
"OK."
Yuan Sikong first helped Yuan Nanyu put on the thin jacket, then put on crutches and helped him go out.
As soon as I went out, I saw the ginkgo tree. This hundred-year-old tree carried the memories of the children of the Yuan family from childhood to adulthood. Now it has been climbed by the prince's son, and it is even more respectful. Yuan Sikong couldn't help smiling knowingly when he thought of this .
"Second brother?"
"Hey." Yuan Sikong supported Yuan Nanyu and walked into the yard.
The two chatted.
"Brother has joined the army this year, and he looks so handsome in armor and sword." Yuan Nanyu said enviously, "In a few years, I will also guard Guangning City like him and like my father."
Yuan Sikong looked at Yuan Nanyu quite unexpectedly: "Why did you suddenly become enlightened today, didn't you just want to play before?"
Yuan Nanyu curled his lips: "Whoever said that I only want to play, study and practice martial arts, I will never fall. This time I saw the might of the Feng family army, and I was greatly encouraged."
Yuan Sikong said happily: "It's great that you can think like this. Maybe when we Yu'er grows up, we can come back with the champion of martial arts."
Yuan Nanyu suddenly excitedly said: "If the second elder brother gets a literary champion and I get a martial arts champion, then our Yuan family will be famous all over the world."
Yuan Sikong smiled and said: "The number one scholar is not as easy as you said. However, if you are successful, keep it in your heart and chase it with your feet, and you will definitely gain something."
"Yeah!" Yuan Nanyu nodded vigorously.
Walking out of the small courtyard, they suddenly heard a dispute coming from the main house, and the two looked at each other.
Yuan Sikong had been in the Yuan family for four years, and he had never seen Yuan Mao say a word loudly to Yue Qingshuang. Even though he was harsh and cold-tempered, this man gave all his tenderness to his childhood sweetheart wife.
Yuan Nanyu became nervous: "Why do father and mother quarrel?"
"this… "
At this time, the door of the room was opened heavily, and a light yellow slim figure rushed out, and the two of them took a closer look, it was Yuan Weiling.
Yuan Weiling's flushed pretty face was full of anger, with tears in her eyes, and she rushed out with her head buried.
"Ling'er!" Yue Qingshuang chased her out, her voice full of anxiety.
"Don't pay attention to her!" Yuan Mao's tone was not friendly, "Let her figure it out for herself."
Yue Qingshuang stood at the door in embarrassment, just in time to see the two of them.
Yuan Sikong asked with his mouth: "What's wrong?"
Yue Qingshuang gave them a wink and asked them to find Yuan Weiling.
It was inconvenient for Yuan Nanyu to use crutches, and the two of them walked very slowly, but they still found Yuan Weiling who was quietly wiping away tears under the ginkgo tree.
Yuan Sikong helped Yuan Nanyu to sit down, and he himself sat cross-legged beside Yuan Weiling. He took out a handkerchief and handed it over.
Yuan Weiling took the handkerchief and wiped her tears vigorously, making her delicate skin red.
Yuan Nanyu whispered, "Sister, what's the matter?"
Yuan Weiling gasped and didn't speak.
"Didn't it... Dad told you about the marriage." Apart from that, Yuan Sikong couldn't think of anything else.
Yuan Weiling nodded, his eyes became moist again.
Yuan Weiling was extremely beautiful, although his hot temper and good looks were broadcast in Liaodong, but from the age of thirteen, people came to propose marriage all the year round. Yuan Weiling is different from ordinary daughters. She has been wielding knives and guns since she was a child, and she always wanted to join the army. Cheng Chao had a women's army, but they were not successful, and most of them were people with ill-fated fate and nowhere to go. Rebelled.
A few years ago, Yuan Mao could still refuse her on the grounds that she was young. Now that Yuan Weiling is eighteen, how can there be a daughter who is so old without a marriage contract? Moreover, Yuan Weiling is the eldest daughter, she does not marry, Yuan Shao Xu also couldn't marry a wife, so it's no wonder Yuanmao and Yue Qingshuang were anxious.
Yuan Weiling choked with sobs and said, "What high-ranking officials and relatives, people I have never met before, I don't want to marry."
"But father is determined this time." Yuan Sikong took Yuan Weiling's hand and said softly, "Sister, because of you, father has offended many people who came to propose marriage, you have to be considerate Dad, he must have chosen a good family for you."
Yuan Weiling pursed his mouth: "What if I don't like him, what if he is stupid and ugly, what if he is an idiot?"
Yuan Sikong felt sorry for Yuan Weiling, but there was nothing he could do. He could only try his best to comfort him: "Sister, tell me who father told you about. Let's take a look secretly to see if that person is worthy of you. If I fall in love with you, then I won’t marry.”
"Yes, we'll help you take a look." Yuan Nanyu said angrily, "If he really isn't good enough for Eldest Sister, we'll go together and beg Father to call off the marriage."
"I don't know, I didn't listen at all." Yuan Weiling wiped away tears, "It would be great if I were a man, Shaoxu and you can do what you want, but I can't. I also studied and practiced martial arts since I was a child. Where is it worse than you."
Yuan Sikong and Yuan Nanyu looked at each other helplessly. There is only one daughter in the Yuan family, who is the treasure of the whole family, but the father is the guide for the son, and the ancient ethics are constant, and no one can disobey Yuanmao.
The two of them accompanied Yuan Weiling and sat under the tree until it was dark, until her mood stabilized.
That night, before going to bed, Yuan Sikong wiped Yuan Nanyu's body, and Yuan Nanyu said sullenly: "Second brother, one day in the future, will you and I marry a woman we have never met?"
"Well, I want it."
"Then what kind of woman do you want her to be?"
Yuan Sikong was stunned, he had never considered this question before, but when he brought it up, he suddenly realized that he had no imagination about his future wife. He only hoped that the woman would be gentle and filial, and satisfy Yuanmao and Yue Qingshuang. He didn't care whether she was beautiful or not, virtuous or not, or her family background or talent. He hesitated for a moment: "As long as father and mother like it."
"You...don't you like marrying a wife?"
"I'll listen to my father." Yuan Sikong put down the cloth towel, put on clothes for Yuan Nanyu, and teased, "What about you? What kind of wife do you want to marry? I didn't even realize that Yu'er was already thinking about spring." ah."
Yuan Nanyu blushed, and argued loudly: "I don't miss spring! I don't want to marry a wife at all. I just asked my eldest sister casually because I saw my eldest sister worrying about her marriage today."
Yuan Sikong laughed straight: "I'm joking, you're in a hurry."
Yuan Nanyu hummed heavily: "When the time comes, Dad will marry you an ugly monster, let's see if you still listen to Dad!"
Yuan Sikong jokingly said: "It doesn't matter if I marry an ugly monster, it's fine for Yu'er to marry a beautiful wife like a flower."
"Second brother, you... you will bully others with your own words!"
"Hahahahaha—"
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Yuan Weiling's marriage was finally settled, the other party was a famous family, his ancestors were cabinet ministers, and now there are people who are officials in the court, his son is even more talented, and he never wronged Yuan Weiling. Although the man's family is not in Guangning City, it was only a day of driving. The parents of the two families chose an auspicious day and planned to come to propose marriage.
The Yuan family hadn't had such a happy event for a long time, and the whole mansion was filled with cheerful atmosphere, dispelling a lot of winter chill.
In order to welcome the prospective in-laws, Yuan Sikong got up early in the morning and helped Chen Bo and his wife clean. There were only two servants in the Yuan family. When he grew up, Yuanmao couldn't bear to dismiss him, saying that he was a servant, but in fact he was more like a family member.
After a busy day, he cleaned up the entire mansion, hung up the newly bought lanterns, prepared a table of good wine and food, and greeted the guests.
It was rare for Yuan Mao to change out of his light armor and put on good clothes. He was in his mid-thirties, with a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure. He usually wore armor and a helmet, which made him look cold and unapproachable. Now he was wearing a robe with navy blue pattern embroidered, which gave him a bit of extravagance.
Yuan Sikong praised: "Father, you look really good today, like a general in ordinary clothes."
Yuan Mao was in a very good mood, and said with a smile, "Is that so, father rarely wears such clothes, and it seems that he can wear them more often in the future."
"You need to wear more, you are really a good pair when you stand with your mother like this." Yuan Sikong blinked at Yue Qingshuang.
Yue Qingshuang covered her mouth and smiled, "Kong'er just knows how to talk."
"Hey, my in-laws are here!" Uncle Chen stood at the door and looked into the distance, yelling excitedly.
Yuan Mao took Yue Qingshuang's hand: "Let's go."
Yuan Mao and his wife were in front, and Yuan Shaoxu led his two younger brothers behind, ready to welcome guests.
At this time, a figure suddenly flashed into the door and almost bumped into Yuanmao. Everyone was shocked, because it was not the prospective in-laws they were expecting, but Hu Baicheng with a serious expression.
Before Yuan Mao could ask, Hu Baicheng said anxiously: "Lord Qianhu, something is wrong!"