My wife is the sect leader

"Doctor Xiao An! Doctor Xiao An!"

Niu Fu yelled towards the backyard a few times.

"coming."

Not long after, An Jing came out from the back hall.

Niu Fu urged: "Then Miss Zhao is here, hurry up, she's in the private room of the nearby teahouse."

"Oh? I'm going now."

When An Jing heard this, he was embarrassed to keep a woman waiting for too long, so he simply tidied up and walked towards the teahouse.

........

Datong Tea House, private room on the second floor.

Outside the private room, many spectators gathered. They all poked their heads, just wanting to see the woman's face.

"Doctor Xiao'an is here, let's make way, let's make way."

Uncle Niu led An Jing and pushed the crowd away and walked in.

I saw the woman in the green shirt sitting beside the table, elegant and elegant, her eyes seemed to be full of autumn water, and her cheeks were flushed.

Glossy and beautiful, quiet and elegant, she looks like a lady of every family.

For some reason, looking at the woman in front of him, An Jing felt a sense of déjà vu. Could it be because this woman is so beautiful?

Uncle Niu quickly introduced: "Doctor Xiao An, this is Miss Zhao Qingmei Zhao whom I told you about yesterday."

"I've seen Doctor Xiao'an." Zhao Qingmei stood up, folded her hands on her waist and bowed slightly, her face flushed slightly.

Zhao Qingmei's voice was soft and gentle, it seemed to be a world of difference from yesterday's coldness.

"You're welcome, Miss Zhao, please sit down."

An Jing smiled slightly.

Uncle Niu chuckled, and winked at Tan Yun next to him, and the two left one after another.

"Wait a moment!"

The two walked out of the private room, and Tan Yun grabbed Uncle Niu who was about to leave.

"Miss Tanyun, what's the matter?" Uncle Niu asked puzzled.

"We will guard at this door to prevent others from disturbing them." Tan Yun said lightly.

Although Tan Yun's voice was calm, it carried an unquestionable tone.

"Okay... okay."

Uncle Niu laughed dryly and had no choice but to agree.

.........

Inside the private room of the teahouse.

"This Datong Teahouse is the most famous teahouse in Yuzhou City. Drinking tea is good for your health. It's hot summer now, and it has the effect of reducing heat and driving away dampness."

An Jing picked up the kettle and poured Zhao Qingmei a cup of tea.

Zhao Qingmei picked up the teacup and took a sip, her eyes lit up slightly, "Eloquence is fragrant, the aftertaste is endless, good tea."

Her words came from her original heart.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Zhao also likes to drink tea." An Jing smiled lightly.

"Doctor Xiao'an was joking, but he drank tea with his father for a few years and learned a little bit."

Be well-behaved and graceful.

Her tea-tasting posture is quite particular. It seems that this lady of the family can't be fake, and An Jing is more and more satisfied.

"I heard that Ms. Zhao came here with her family. I don't know where she came from?"

Zhao Qingmei put down the teacup slowly, with a sad expression on her face, she said in a low voice: "My parents died one after another, and the little girl was helpless, so I sold all my belongings and returned to my ancestral land..."

From her words, she originally came from a scholarly family, her grandfather and father both served as officials in Yujing City, and then her family background gradually declined, and her mother died suddenly of illness, and then followed her mother's last words and returned to Jiangnan Road.

In this difficult world, without the help of brothers and sisters, he sold all his family property, and then traveled thousands of miles to Jiangnan Road with a little maid. It is extremely difficult for a grown man, let alone a man with no hands. A woman with the power to bind a chicken.

It was time for the two of them to chat over a cup of tea and get to know each other briefly.

During the period, An Jing asked about Zhao Qingmei's birthday, which was two years younger than her.

He was very satisfied with Zhao Qingmei in front of him.

Everyone is ladylike, well-behaved, quiet and gentle, this is his ideal wife...

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei, "Miss Zhao, what do you want to know?"

"I have nothing to ask."

Zhao Qingmei hesitated to speak, then shook her head slightly, but sighed in her heart: Some words are always difficult to say.

"It seems that Uncle Niu should have told Miss Zhao about it."

An Jing was slightly disappointed when he heard this, it seemed that this green opportunity might not be available.

Zhao Qingmei didn't want to ask, so her meaning was obvious, maybe she didn't like her doctor in the clinic.

Chapter 4 Lovers get married

The next thing is relatively simple, as long as the matchmaker conveys the meaning of both parties, there is no need for the two people to make a decision face to face.

Then Zhao Qingmei walked out of the teahouse, said a few words in Uncle Niu's ear, and got into the carriage with the help of the maid Tan Yun.

"Teach...Miss, what's the matter with you?"

On the carriage, Zhao Qingmei's face was flushed, like a ripe peach.

The leader of his own family is usually ruthless, decisive, and full of evil. Just mentioning the word leader of the devil sect can make countless masters in the world shudder, but now such a scene is unexpectedly revealed.

"Say what you just said again."

"If Doctor Xiao'an agrees, the wedding date will be set for this month."

Tan Yun thought for a while, and then repeated what he said just now.

Zhao Qingmei gave a light 'hmm', her face was so red that water could be wrung out, and she lay limply on the table, as if she had lost her strength, her face was just blushing, and there was a contented smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that Brother Jing didn't recognize him at all, but that's fine.

"Hey."

Seeing this, Tan Yun could only sigh helplessly.

.........

Niu Fu followed An Jing back to the private room.

"Doctor Xiao'an, how are you?" Niu Fu couldn't wait to say: "This Miss Zhao has first-class looks and figure, and she comes from a famous family. If I let the wind go, I don't know how many nobles in Yuzhou City will flock to her." come."

An Jing picked up the pounding stick, shook his head and said, "That's good, but I'm a little Jishitang, I'm afraid..."

With a delicate appearance and a gentle personality, she has a ladylike air, which is a good match for a man to choose a mate. Looking at Zhao Qingmei's last appearance when she left, it seems that there is something unspeakable.

"Doctor Xiao An, just say do you want this daughter-in-law?" Niu Fu interrupted An Jing.

"Me!?" An Jing raised his teacup and took a sip of tea and asked, "Then Miss Zhao's family doesn't seem very satisfied with me."

"She said that she is very satisfied with Dr. An, and the wedding date should be set this month."

Niu Fu anxiously came to An Jing, snatched the teacup from his hand and said, "You should tell me, Doctor Xiao An."

It was Miss Zhao who asked me to come, she is not satisfied with you! ?

Can you not eat the meat delivered to your mouth?

At this moment, Niu Fu is like ants on a hot pot. This wonderful marriage only needs a word from An Jing.

And as long as the matter is completed, the Miss Zhao family will give him a hundred guan.

An Jing blinked, and said in surprise, "Then Miss Zhao's family really said that?"

He didn't expect Zhao Qingmei's thoughts.

"Yes." Niu Fu said seriously: "When did I, Niu Fu, tell a lie?"

Then Miss Zhao is more than satisfied, as long as you agree to get married directly on the spot.

"Then the wedding date should be set in this month." An Jing's mouth drew a hint of a smile.

Niu Fu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard An Jing's words, and became ecstatic in his heart.

One hundred coins!

That's a hundred coins!

God, you really opened your eyes.

"Doctor Xiao'an, pack up and organize the wedding in a few days. I'm going to arrange the wedding for you now." After finishing speaking, Niu Fu rushed out of the door excitedly.

An Jing looked at Uncle Niu's galloping back, and couldn't help muttering: "Uncle Niu, he is really kind..."

...........

Gengzi Year, the seventh day of the seventh month.

It is suitable for praying, offering sacrifices, getting married, opening the market, and trading.Avoid taking medicine, seeking medical advice, and moving.

On this day, Jishi Hall is filled with red lanterns and silk fabrics, full of festiveness.

"Here comes the bride! Here comes the bride!"

"Doctor Xiao An is getting married!"

"I heard the bride looks pretty."

First, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers, and then a few children ran out happily.

The surging crowd came in an endless stream, shoulder to shoulder, and everyone stretched out their heads to watch the wedding.

The sound of suona is accompanied by firecrackers, making a festive and piercing sound.

"Congratulations! Brother Jing"

"congratulations!"

"I will give birth to a fat boy next year."

"Okay, okay, you will come when the big fat boy is full moon."

"You boy, An Jing, are really lucky. To be able to marry such a beautiful woman must have accumulated the blessings of eighteen lifetimes."

"Who says it's not? It's really enviable."

...........

At this time, An Jing accepted the congratulations from the guests.

Jishitang in Yuzhou City is also quite famous, especially in the eyes of poor people, An Jing is the most conscientious doctor in Yuzhou City.

"Everyone, eat well and drink well, you're welcome."

An Jing could hardly hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and the drinks were one after another.

There were [-] or [-] tables in the wine banquet. Dishes were brought up one by one, and then they came down with empty plates. From the beginning to the end, An Jing, surrounded by the crowd, continued to welcome and send off the guests.

"Han Butou is here!"

I saw a young policeman dressed in black striding in.

"Brother An, congratulations." Han Wenxin congratulated An Jing.

Han Wenxin, one of the two chief catchers in Yuzhou City, his father, Han Ju, is Xiuzhi's catcher. The catcher of Zhoucheng.

Because of an accident, several horses in the Sima Prison in Yuzhou got the disease. Han Wenxin was in charge of the matter at that time. He invited eighty percent of the doctors in Yuzhou City, but these doctors were helpless against the disease. Finally, An Jing took action. The horses were cured to prevent the disease from spreading again.

Since then, Han Wenxin has been grateful to An Jing and regards him as a bosom friend.

"Brother Han, sit down quickly."

An Jing laughed.