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Chapter 293 Portrait
Xia Tingzhen did not leave her daughter too much room for guessing, and said straightforwardly: "I will find a marriage for you for my father."
...Marry?
Xia Xi was stunned for a while.
Before the life-long event, she subconsciously asked: "I don't know which one my father is looking for?"
"The new champion, Cao Lang."
Xia Xi almost thought she had heard it wrong.
New champion?
"Father wants to marry his daughter to the champion of the new division?"
Xia Tingzhen looked at her.
The girl’s face was full of shock, and under this shock, there was obviously no joy.
But Xia Tingzhen didn't care about her daughter's mood, and she didn't say the same thing again.
Xia Xi reluctantly recovered, and said anxiously: "But my daughter doesn't want to marry him! My daughter didn't recognize him before, so how can I just marry him?"
I didn’t recognize this sentence, but it was actually an excuse to throw it out in a hurry.
In fact, she also went to see the first prize winner on the day that he crossed the horse parade. The so-called young Cao Lang, who passed the first prize in one fell swoop, looked very ordinary. It is said that he had just turned 20, but he was born a very old man. Looks, and the look, he is from a poor family, and he is no more calm than the Tanhua Lang behind!
At that time, even the other lady who was with her couldn't take a good look at her, let alone her?
Yes, a man’s future is the most important thing, but his background is destined to have to work harder than Jingcheng Xungui's children. According to her background, it is obvious that she can directly marry to a better family. Why should he do this? Stay with him? !
Her father is the first assistant of the court!
"I don't want to marry him, who do you want to marry?" Xia Tingzhen looked at her daughter coldly.
"Daughter...the daughter doesn't want to marry...but, among those whom the mother had previously looked for for her daughter, it's better to marry anyone... it's better than marrying this Cao Lang!" Xia Xi was talking, looking towards sitting The mother there, there was a cry for help in her eyes.
But Xue's just sat there, looking indifferent.
Xia Tingzhen said coldly: "When will it be your turn to pick and choose when it comes to marriage? It's fortunate that you have a daughter who has the face to tell!"
This daughter has always been self-willed. He has told his wife many times that he must be disciplined-is this the result of his wife’s discipline?
"..." Xia Xi's face was red when she was scolded, and her eyes were immediately red.
Her own family affairs, when she said the last sentence, she ignored the face of her daughter's family?
What about Xu Mingyi? ——Duke Zhen Guo had almost robbed Dingnan Wang Shisun to cheer for Xu Mingyi! Isn't that even more faceless? She had even heard secretly that Xu Mingyi’s marriage was always in the Zhenguo Gong’s mansion, and she had always been in charge of her own affairs.
At that time, she still laughed at the improper behavior of the Zhen Guo Gong Mansion, and it was a laughing stock when it spread out.
But now she was suddenly arranged by her father for such an undesirable marriage, and her father didn’t even allow her to express what she wanted—she just felt that she couldn’t laugh anymore.
At this moment, grievances even overshadowed the fear of father’s majesty.
"The daughter dares to ask her father, why on earth must she marry this person?"
For such a person of shabby background, his parents must also be vulgar. Has his father ever considered what demons and ghosts she would have to face if she married in the past?
"You have your own considerations for doing things for your father, don't you still need to explain it to you?" Xia Tingzhen's tone is solemn, and there is not much patience left.
Xia Xi grasped her sleeve fingers tightly.
Does it have its own consideration?
"Is my father trying to win over Cao Lang?" She tried her best to make her tone sound cunning enough to be aggrieved instead of rebutting. "But my father is the current chief assistant. If you want to recruit him, you only need to give some hints. Is this a good thing? Will he still refuse? Why does the father have to marry his daughter?"
Xia Tingzhen sneered.
A very ignorant little girl, even wants to talk to him about court affairs?
Now Ji Xiu is increasingly reluctant to settle down, and even secretly intends to split and provoke his officials. Under this situation, he naturally wants to recruit the champion of the new division. No, going further, he wants to cultivate and promote this person-the helpless young man from a poor background is often the best to use.
But he has no time to promote a real outsider-he needs a relatively strong relationship to ensure that this person does not get out of his control too much.
And the daughter’s marriage, right now does not have a better value, and it’s not a waste to use it here.
"Come here for my father today, not to discuss with you, but to inform you of this matter--" Xia Tingzhen had no intention of wasting more of her tongue, stood up, and looked at Xue: "If you should prepare, get ready in time. If you can't even do this, then let someone else arrange it."
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left here.
Looking at the back of her husband leaving, Xue, who didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, had an ironic smile in his eyes.
"Mother, I don't want to marry... Will you help me persuade my father?" Xia Xi came forward and grabbed her mother's arm, begging eagerly in her eyes.
"Persuade?" Xue seems to have heard some joke: "Can I persuade him?"
"But my daughter really doesn't want to marry that Cao Lang..." Xia Xi cried and threw into her mother's arms, as if trying to hold on to the last hope.
Xue lightly patted his daughter on the back, his eyes were a little loose and said: "Who gave you the surname Xia, think about how your second brother died... You may be able to really understand your situation... "
Hearing these words, Xia Xi cried louder. She just felt that the mother didn’t need to hold her, so she got up and ran away crying.
……
At the same moment, the government of Zhenguo had just sent away the mother and daughter of the Wen family.
Xu Mingyi returned to Xiyuan, went to the study, and told Akui: "Come and polish the ink for me."
Akui immediately responded—is the girl going to write to Wu Shisun again, right? But this letter was written so suddenly, is there any inspiration for it?
But she soon discovered that the girl did not want to write letters, but to paint.
To be precise, the girl drew a portrait of a man.
The man on the painting is about 30 or 40 years old, with a normal appearance, short beard, and slightly sunken cheeks...
Who is this?
Akui thought for a while, but couldn't recognize it.
Is it because the girl’s drawing skills are not superb and vivid? ——This must not be possible.
So, it must be someone she has never met.
"Bring this portrait to Uncle Zhu, and let him take people inside and outside the capital to watch out for people with similar appearances - if so, catch them first." After the ink was dry, Xu Mingyi quickly rolled the drawing paper. He started and handed it to Akui.
Akui answered "yes", but couldn't help asking: "Girl, who is this?"
Xu Mingyi got up from the book case and said casually: "Maybe it is the flower picker."
Akui was taken aback for a while, and subconsciously glanced at the painting rolled up in his hand.
The flower-picking thief must be caught, she understands the truth, but—
"How does the girl know that the flower picker looks like this?"
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