Chapter 243 Husband and wife talk
After the party, there are usually two results.

The emptiness of prosperity and decline, and the aftertaste of being with someone.

The sun sets in the west.

After seeing off all the people attending the banquet today, Yang Wenyuan took Hualan and sat down on the wooden step under the eaves.

Yang Wenyuan sat on the ground in an ungraceful manner.

Hua Lan lightly pinched the hem of her skirt with her slender fingers and sat down leisurely.

not far away.

The servants were cleaning the courtyard under the command of Li Mama, Cui Chan and Cai Zan.

The gentle breeze brings a comfortable, natural, warm and harmonious feeling.

Looking at the busy crowd not far away, Yang Wenyuan felt peaceful in his heart.

"Come to think of it, we haven't sat like this for a long time."

After the joint examination, he was busy with the palace examination, and after the palace examination, he was busy with the selection of officials. After the selection of officials, he had to go to work every day like a civil servant. The quiet and peaceful scene like now, I seem to have traced back to half a year ago.

Hua Lan wrapped her arms around Yang Wenyuan's arms, and leaned her head on his shoulder. Upon hearing his words, she gently rubbed him and replied softly:

"Yes."

Acceptance calmed down for a while.

After the silence, all kinds of random thoughts began to float around in my mind.

Yang Wenyuan couldn't help but start thinking about his future schedule.

Suddenly, Yang Wenyuan thought of something, turned around and asked the beautiful face that was so close to him:

"By the way, your uncle's cousin Changwu is going to marry your cousin from the Kang family in August. I remember he sent a letter to our family before."

Hua Lan nodded her smooth forehead and replied:

"August Yuyang."

It is helpful for a couple to make fun of others in private.

Yang Wenyuan immediately complained:

"You said your uncle's family is the same. Your brother Changwu is clearly serving in the Wucheng Bingmasi in Bianjing, and the Kang family is also in Bianjing. Why do you have to return to Youyang to get married?

If you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in the night in fine clothes?"

Hearing this, Hua Lan couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes, gave Yang Wenyuan a nice roll of the eyes, and said coquettishly:

"Sir, what are you talking about? Youyang is the ancestral home of my Sheng family. My uncle is the eldest son of the family, and it's not like our family is like this.

Not to mention that my uncle's family still lives in Youyang. It's impossible for my son to marry and bring the whole family to his wife's family to hold the wedding, right? That would make it seem like my family is the one taking advantage of the situation."

As she was talking, Hua Lan felt that Yang Wenyuan was just looking for trouble and teasing her on purpose. She couldn't help but glance sideways at the person next to her again, her cherry lips opening and closing as she mumbled something silently.

"Oh, that's it!"

Yang Wenyuan immediately looked like he had been taught a lesson and suddenly understood something.

The second rule for harmonious marital relationship is that when complaining about others, you can appropriately reveal your own “ignorance”.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Changwu many times since he came to Beijing..."

Changwu didn't know whether he had self-awareness in his heart or Sheng Wei's advice behind his back, but even though he had been in Bian Jing for a long time, he didn't insist on asking to see Yang Wenyuan and Hua Lan. Instead, he seemed to be at ease.

Yang Wenyuan thought about it, then asked:
"By the way, although Changwu's wedding is scheduled to be in Youyang, you should show some appreciation for it. Have you prepared anything?"

Hua Lan nodded gently:

"I'm ready. When my family has decided on a candidate, I'll ask them to bring it back for me."

"Who went to your home?" Yang Wenyuan secretly praised Hualan for being a natural lady, and began to chat.

Hua Landai frowned slightly, paused, and replied:

"Grandmother should be back in Youyang. She and the old lady of the first house were sisters-in-law in the past. They haven't seen each other much in the past few years, but they often exchanged letters. Not to mention that this is a coincidence. And I heard from grandma that the old lady has been ill since last winter..."

When illness comes in old age, it is like a mountain falling, and when the illness goes away, it will leave a mess behind, and it will get worse day by day.

The fact that Old Madam Sheng specifically mentioned it must be because the winter illness was serious and unbearable.

"I have to go back." Yang Wenyuan sighed.

In ancient times, the journey was long and difficult, even for young people, let alone the elderly who were weak and frail.

This time when Old Madam Sheng returns to Youyang, it may be the last time she sees the eldest lady of the Sheng family in this life.

It is no wonder that in ancient times, people could not help but burst into tears whenever they saw their relatives reunited after a long separation.

It is true that once we part, we will be separated by thousands of miles and it will be difficult for us to meet again.

When we meet again, it is the joy of being reborn.

"Where are the others?" Yang Wenyuan continued to ask.

In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, which led to many places being out of control of the government and bandits being rampant.

Therefore, when the women of officials' families go out, they must be accompanied by male family members and have servants to protect them, so that they can feel at ease.

However, Bian Jing is a long way from Youyang, and there is a chance of encountering banditry on the road, so Yang Wenyuan was asking about the male members of the Sheng family who were accompanying Old Lady Sheng on this trip.

Hua Lan began to think:

"Father, here..."

Yang Wenyuan shook his head decisively:
"Nowadays, the succession of the imperial court is changing all the time. No ambitious official would leave the capital at will, let alone my father-in-law..."

Well, although everyone knew this, Yang Wenyuan couldn't say it directly. He just paused and continued:
"Grandma wouldn't agree."

Hua Lan nodded.

"In that case, Changbai can't go either."

Although Shujishi were not officially granted official titles, they were allowed to observe government affairs and were titled "prime ministers in reserve". They also had to attend lectures and courses at the Hongwenguan every day, and it was impossible for them to leave Beijing.

"That Chang Feng..."

As Hua Lan spoke, she couldn't help but look at Yang Wenyuan, both of them showing a meaningful bitter smile on their faces.

If Chang Feng could be reliable, even sows would climb trees.

Not to mention a matter that concerns one's life and property, no one would feel comfortable letting Chang Feng come.

After hearing this many times, Hualan was at a loss.

We can't let the toddler Changrong follow us, right?
Doesn't that mean I need to bring a wet nurse?

"So, it's true that we can't spare any manpower at home."

Hua Lan looked a little worried:

"Then we can only ask father to send more people."

As she spoke, Hualan's expression looked a little hesitant.

She felt a little worried if she let her grandmother go back to Yuyang alone.

She wanted to send some personal guards from her home, but she was afraid that her father Sheng Hong would not accept them for fear of the Sheng family's reputation. Instead, he would think that she had married into a powerful family and would look down on her own family.

I hesitated for a moment.

"How about you go with me then?"

When Hua Lan was feeling embarrassed, Yang Wenyuan suddenly said:

"It has been many years since you last visited your ancestral home in Youyang. I heard you mention it earlier when you were chatting that when you were young, it was usually your uncle who visited you, but you didn't have many opportunities to visit him. Why don't you take this opportunity to go back with him?
Anyway, there is nothing to do in Bianjing, and I have to save my days off in the winter, so I am afraid I will not be able to take care of you."

Yes, wouldn’t that give you a good reputation?

It is normal for a lady from a marquis's mansion to return to her ancestral home and bring some personal guards with her, right?
Sir, you are very thoughtful.

"But this may not be acceptable to my father, right?" Hua Lan said with concern.

"You never know! Even if you disagree at first, when your family discusses the candidate to return to Youyang, they will naturally understand that they have no one else to use, so they will definitely choose you."

Yang Wenyuan continued, “Besides, it is reasonable to participate in the marriage of brothers and sisters. You can’t block people from the door just because they are married and have a high status, right?

Besides, he may not agree on the surface, but he will be very happy in his heart if you, his daughter, help him to gain face when he returns to his hometown. "

"If you don't return to your hometown when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in fine clothes at night?" Hua Lan showed a mischievous and bright smile on her face and repeated what Yang Wenyuan had just said.

"Mmmmm~"

Yang Wenyuan nodded happily:
"You are a teachable kid! I have spent so much time and effort to teach you!"

"But, but..."

Hualan had new thoughts, but they were even more difficult to express.

In fact, it is still a matter of offspring.

At the beginning of summer, Old Lady He helped me to take care of my body, but now two months have passed and I am not pregnant yet. If I go back to Youyang at this time, wouldn’t it delay me for more than a month?
"what happened?"

"But if I go back to Youyang, what will you do here, sir?" Hua Lan rarely showed a pitiful expression.

"what?"

Yang Wenyuan was stunned, thinking that Hualan was saying that she was thirsty for the pleasure of the boudoir and was worried that she would let herself go if she returned to Youyang.

"Madam, do you still not believe in my willpower?" Yang Wenyuan said righteously.

Although I do it day and night, I am not obsessed with sex!

It’s unfair, ma’am!

If you want to blame someone, blame my two kidneys that are as hard as iron!
Hualan was also confused.

I'm talking about the continuation of offspring, what are you talking about?
The evidence is solid, and you still say that your head is full of yellow garbage?
Hua Lan realized what Yang Wenyuan was talking about, and immediately gave Yang Wenyuan a displeased look:
"Sir, I'm not a jealous woman. If you want to take a concubine, as long as you have a clean background, I won't say anything, but you have to let me go first..."

Hua Lan was too embarrassed to say the following words and could only glare at Yang Wenyuan in shame and anger.

Hualan has always been open-minded about whether Yang Wenyuan should take a concubine.

Gao married into a marquis's mansion and also had her own official position. What else could she not be satisfied with in life?

Not to mention that Yang Wenyuan is as strong as a bull, so it would be a good thing to have someone to help share some of the burden.

It’s just that Yang Wenyuan never mentioned it, and Hualan wasn’t so stupid as to bring it up on her own initiative.

I am open to the idea of ​​taking a concubine, but there is a prerequisite - you have to wait until you are pregnant!
Hualan had no objection to taking a concubine, and even after she became pregnant, she was ready to take the initiative to find a good concubine for Yang Wenyuan.

But this also has a prerequisite.

That is, unless she gave birth to the eldest son of the Marquis's family, if it was a girl, Hualan would not let the concubine get pregnant before the legitimate son.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

Hualan will only feel at ease if the titles of legitimate son and eldest son are given to her child.

Yang Wenyuan then understood what Hualan meant and smiled awkwardly.

But still advised:

"It won't take a month, and there's still some time left. Maybe it will work."

Then Yang Wenyuan asked:
"By the way, have you seen a doctor during this period?"

Symptoms of pregnancy will only appear after pregnancy, and there is some time in between.

Hualan looked a little unhappy:

"I have had people come to my house to check my pulse many times before. Now that I am not pregnant, how dare I ask someone to come to my house to check my pulse again? If it doesn't work again, won't it be even more embarrassing?"

"It's not like I won't pay for the consultation," Yang Wenyuan muttered to himself.

There is a medical fee every time you visit a patient, and the work is minimal and the schedule is leisurely. Yang Wenyuan is happy to do this job, let alone others.

"The doctor must be so happy that he wants to come and check the patient's pulse every day."

But women are thin-skinned, not to mention that Hualan has experienced many disappointments, so she is even more sensitive.

Yang Wenyuan could only comfort her:
"It's just not the right time. Didn't Mrs. He say that everything has been adjusted? There's no rush for this."

Although it was easy to say this, Yang Wenyuan really couldn't say anything else.

You can't help give birth yourself, right?

Let him give birth, let him give birth?
Yang Wenyuan shuddered in panic and drove this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

It was getting dark by now.

Yang Wenyuan stood up and stretched comfortably, then walked towards Zizeju with Hualan’s arm in arm.

Mother Li followed behind and took the opportunity to report that dinner was ready.

It was a hot summer day, and even though it was a rare cool day today, after finishing their meal, both of them were covered in sweat.

Yang Wenyuan and Hualan sat together and smelled it inadvertently.

Mm, fragrant and delicious!

Yang Wenyuan's bath was simple, and he was done with just a quick rinse.

And when Hualan finished bathing and changing her clothes, wearing a white silk dress, with wet hair and a blushing face, Yang Wenyuan's eyes widened.

At the same time, Yang Wenyuan's body also stood up!

As if she wanted to work overtime to complete the project, Hua Lan was particularly proactive today. She walked to the table gracefully, opened her lips slightly to blow out the candle, and then took Yang Wenyuan's hand and walked to the bed.

Oh, you are so embarrassed!

As a decent man, Yang Wenyuan naturally did not want to be outdone, so she immediately killed Hua Lan before she could accomplish her mission, leaving her in a dilemma.

"Hmm~!" Only a whimpering sound was heard in the darkness. The faint moonlight shining through the window could only illuminate a human figure.

Then there was a gentle and plaintive wail.

Outside the door, Cuichan and Caizhan were holding silk towels used to wipe their hair. When they heard the sound inside, their faces turned red with shame.

They looked at each other and smiled mischievously.

The two of them immediately moved away from each other until they went to the corridor next to them, where they finally had some peace and quiet.

The two looked at the bright moon in the sky and began to talk.

"By the way, Caizan, you are old enough now. Why don't you talk to the young lady someday and ask her to help you find a young steward in the mansion so that you can marry into a good family in the future?"

Cuichan now had Changqing, and she felt that she should consider Caizhan, the sister who came with the Sheng family as a dowry, so she began to make plans:

"I think the steward Chen in the front yard is a good guy. His father is the steward of a large tea garden outside the city, and he is also responsible for some of the purchasing work in the mansion. He will definitely have a good life in the future."

The tea business is a highly profitable business comparable to that of horses. The manager of a tea garden is much more noble than the manager of a horse farm. Therefore, the Chen family mentioned by Cuichan is considered to be the upper class among the sons of the marquis's family. This suggestion is very pertinent.

Cai Zan chuckled disapprovingly, lowered her head and quietly glanced into the mistress's room. She did not respond to Cui Chan's question, but only replied:
"not the right time yet."

"You've said that many times."

Cuichan said with some regret:
"If you wait any longer, you will be an old maid. Even if you rely on your status as a personal maid, it will be difficult to choose in the future. It is better to get the money as soon as possible."

"There's no rush for this." Cai Zan continued slowly.

"You, I really don't know what to say about you!"

Cuichan shook her head helplessly.

Sometimes she really didn't know what was going on in her sister's mind.

Could it be that she also wants to be like the girl and marry into a noble family like the Marquis in the future?

"Don't talk about me. How are you and Changqing?" Cai Zan changed the subject.

Speaking of this, Cuichan immediately showed a sweet smile on her face:

"Of course he is living a very good life. I chose him because he is honest and kind to others. Otherwise, why would I fall for this big fool?"

Finally, Cuichan put on an expression of disgust and unwillingness to look directly at it:
“It’s still pitch black!”

"I don't know what he looks like. He has always been by the side of the Marquis, but why is the Marquis' face so white and clean, while he looks like a piece of charcoal?"

(End of this chapter)