Chapter 8 Fan Ruoruo: He is a bit talented and funny
"Ruoruo, tell me the truth, what do you think of Zheng'er?"
In the carriage of Si Nanbo's mansion, Liu Ruyu took Fan Ruoruo's hand and asked.
Fan Jian, who was sitting in the main seat, stroked his beard silently, and secretly watched the girl's expression with the corner of his eyes.
Fan Ruoruo fluttered her long and thick eyelashes slightly, smiled at Liu Ruyu, and said generously, "Third Master Ye, I'm fine."
pretty good.
After hearing this comment, Fan Jian and Liu Ruyu looked at each other, and there was a hint of disappointment in their eyes.
In the past, when matchmakers came to her house, Fan Ruoruo often used these three words to refuse them.
Liu Ruyu was not interested in a man as outstanding as Zheng Ge'er. She sighed inwardly and felt that the burden on her shoulders would be very heavy in the future.
How could Fan Ruoruo not understand what her father and aunt were thinking?
She quickly added, "He is a bit talented and funny."
Just the voice was a little lower.
Just then, Fan Jian sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, there's no rush for Ruoruo's marriage."
"Your brother will be returning to Kyoto soon. Let's arrange your brother's marriage first."
“Wait!” “Wait!”
Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo spoke at the same time.
"Ruoruo, what did you just say?" Liu Ruyu interrupted.
"Don't worry, aunt." Fan Ruoruo was calm and steady. She returned Liu Ruyu's voice and turned to look at Fan Jian, "Father, do you think my brother will come to Kyoto?"
Fan Jian had no idea what his daughter had said when he was talking to cause Liu Ruyu to react like this. He was confused, but still replied, "Well, it's time."
Liu Ruyu's face suddenly darkened.
Just as Fan Jian didn't hear clearly what Fan Ruoruo said, she paid complete attention to Fan Ruoruo and didn't hear clearly what Fan Jian said.
At this moment, her mood was really a mess!
Fan Ruoruo was a legitimate daughter, and she had accepted it until now; now, his illegitimate son was coming to Kyoto...
For so many years, she had been his mistress, had given birth to children, and managed household affairs. Today, she was still taking the trouble to arrange a marriage for his legitimate daughter. Was it to let his illegitimate son return home one day to compete with Sizhe for the family property and even the title? Since he had been left in Danzhou for fifteen years, why not leave him there for the rest of his life!
There is nothing wrong with Liu Ruyu thinking this way.
It’s human nature!
Both father and daughter noticed the change in her expression.
He was still concerned about his daughter's marriage just now, but now his face was gloomy and he said nothing.
Fan Ruoruo was silent.
How could she not know what her aunt was thinking?
But her brother is the eldest son of the Earl's family after all, so he should have a share of the family business.
After returning home, Liu Ruyu was the first one who couldn't wait to look for him. There was a lot of resentment and complaints in her words.
"Okay, I know you've worked hard over the years, but have I ever been harsh on Sizhe?"
"Don't worry, I will leave the necessary thinking to him."
"But, don't worry about what belongs to Fan Xian."
"... "
After being beaten by the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, Liu Ruyu was completely shattered.
I had clearly given her hope, but in the end it became just a luxury for her.
She suppressed her emotions and said, "Master, it's better to put Ruoruo's marriage on hold for now, but you can talk to her about it when you have some free time."
Fan Jian knew very well that this was an attempt to deceive people.
As a concubine, I really can't hide my thoughts.
Forget it, that’s why I liked her in the first place.
"What?" he asked.
Liu Ruyu turned her face to the side, not daring to look directly at Fan Jian, and said, "Ruoruo is a little too intimate with her brother. In the past, when matchmakers came to our house, we asked each other, and she always compared herself with her brother. This is not a good thing. She will get married in the future, so it's better for others not to know. But if they know..."
"So what if you know? What's the big deal about brother-sister love?" Fan Jian interrupted her, his eyes filled with anger.
pass!
You actually use this to apply eye drops!
Liu Ruyu smiled, a little sadly, "Master, what husband in the world would tolerate his woman having a man who is more important than him in her heart?"
Fan Jian stared at his concubine with murderous eyes. Looking at her tearful face, he thought of all the efforts he had made over the years. His anger gradually subsided and he said helplessly, "You just can't bear to see Fan Xian coming to the capital."
Liu Ruyu chuckled, "Master, why don't you ask the servants in your house what they think of me and Sizhe when Fan Xian comes to Beijing?"
Fan Jian was silent.
After a long time, Liu Ruyu didn't get the answer she wanted. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and said lightly, "Master, Prince Jing will hold a poetry gathering in a few days. If Ruoru is interested, I can ask someone to go to the Ye Mansion to sound out the situation and arrange for the two of them to meet again." Fan Jian looked puzzled.
Not long after Liu Ruyu left, Fan Ruoruo came.
"Father, when will I come to Kyoto? Have you been doing well these days?"
When Fan Jian saw his daughter's joyful face, he felt mixed emotions.
Although Liu Ruyu's words were deliberately fabricated, he was still affected.
"Haven't you been exchanging letters for many years?"
As soon as he said this, he realized that his tone was wrong.
Fan Ruoruo was also stunned.
"Wait for your brother to come back, and ask him in person." After calming down, Fan Jian continued, "Ruoruo, in a few days, Prince Jing will hold a poetry gathering. Have you been invited? How about I arrange for you and Brother Zheng to meet again?"
Fan Ruoruo's cheeks felt hot.
Ye Zheng left a good impression on her. Later at the banquet, she heard from others that he had written a birthday speech for Old Lady Qin. She read it and found that this man had some talent.
In addition, under the pavilion, Ling'er told her about the embarrassing things he did in his childhood, such as fishing in his own pond, but he didn't catch a single fish in a whole day. In a fit of anger, he asked the servants to drain the pond, and found a large black snakehead weighing dozens of kilograms in it. He wanted to eat it, but Aunt Cui let it go on the grounds that it was a "filial fish", which made him so angry that his mouth pouted.
Very interesting person.
But even so!
"Father, are you so anxious to marry your daughter off?" She spoke with a hint of shame, her eyes slightly lowered.
Fan Jian reacted.
Wrong, wrong. His family is the girl’s family, so how can they take the initiative to arrange a date?
But, look at my daughter's reaction...
All the worries he had previously felt because of Liu Ruyu's words disappeared.
"It's because I'm anxious, haha~"
……
Three or five days passed in a flash
That day, Ye Ling'er, who had finished her preparations, sat down and drank tea.
Behind the screen, Xiaotao and Liu'er were helping Ye Zheng get dressed.
"Second sister, I heard that you often spar with others outside. Is there no ranking among you sparring?"
Ye Ling'er was thinking about how to create momentum and make her brother stand out at the poetry recital later. Although she had talked about so many embarrassing things about her brother when he was young on Old Lady Qin's birthday, the occasion that day was different from today, as everyone here is of the same generation.
When he asked this, she paused for a moment, "Ranking? What ranking?"
"For example, one top-notch person, two heroes, four madmen, or something like that?"
After he said that, Ye Linger was even more confused, "What are the Four Madmen? Don't you know the Four Grandmasters?"
Well, my train of thought wasn't right yet, and he worded it inappropriately.
"I mean, after the competition among your peers, are you ranked first, second, and third?"
"Oh, you should have said that earlier." Ye Ling'er frowned and drank the tea in the green-glazed cup in her hand.
"No." Before Ye Zheng could continue speaking, she replied.
This is a big breath!
Behind the screen, Ye Zheng nodded.
"Why are you asking this?" Ye Ling'er suddenly frowned. "You should behave well today. When you went to visit Old Madam Qin that day, I saw that you have some talent for poetry. You should behave well today. I also asked someone to write two poems for you. You should remember them later in case of any unforeseen circumstances."
Behind the screen, Ye Zheng was silent for a while, then asked in surprise, "Are you still my second sister? Don't you despise these petty tricks? Where is your bottom line?"
"Stupid! Bottom line, flexible; standard, double, understand?" Ye Ling'er blushed slightly, and refuted in a strong voice.
Ye Zheng covered his forehead.
This is what he often used to refute his second sister.
Blame him for leading my second sister astray.
"There's no need to ask someone to write. Good sentences are naturally formed and are occasionally found by a skilled hand. If there is no accumulation and emotion, there is no point in piling up words." He refused.
He went to the poetry reading to cultivate his mood and enjoy the scenery. There was no point in trying to show off.
"Second sister, please tell me later, who are the young martial arts masters in Kyoto City?"
"You always ask this...wait, good sentences are naturally formed, and are occasionally found by a master's hand. This sentence is good. If you can come up with ten or eight sentences like this today, your marriage will be settled." Ye Ling'er slapped the table excitedly.
"If you break it, you'll have to pay for it." Ye Zheng, fully dressed, walked out from behind the screen with an unfriendly tone.
Ye Ling'er glanced over. Even though her brother quarreled with her and made her angry every day, she had to admit that her brother's appearance was really amazing!
(End of this chapter)