The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

However, the situation was urgent at the moment and she had no time to think any further, so she had to kneel down on the ground with everyone else in the room, quietly waiting for the imperial edict to be read.

The voice of the person holding the imperial edict read out loudly like a bell: "By the will of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims! Shang Xi of the Wan Shang clan is virtuous, gentle and dignified; her character is elegant, noble and pure, and she really wins my heart. Now there is Sha Yueteng, the son of General Sha Guanghan. This man is outstanding and majestic. He is even more brave and fearless on the battlefield. He has led the army to fight many times and always returned victoriously and made great military achievements. However, although Sha Yueteng is 27 years old, he has not yet married. Therefore, I hereby order Shang Xi of the Wan Shang clan to find a good woman who is of equal status, talented and beautiful, and who is both civil and martial, and who is knowledgeable and polite for Sha Yueteng within one month, so as to promote a good marriage and do not delay. This is decreed! May 5th, Jiazi year."

Shang Xi heard this and quickly crouched down, stretched out his hands respectfully and took the imperial edict. After Cheng Feng escorted the people sent by Wan Lianxing out of the mansion, Shang Xi sat down on the chair as if he was falling apart.

Yuhua, who was standing by, carefully touched the imperial edict with her hand and murmured to herself, "Is this written by the emperor himself?"

After listening to this, Cheng Youning couldn't help but chuckle, "How could this be written by my little grandfather himself! These words were obviously written by my master Huang Chenming! Look at the elegant brushwork, the lines are as white as jade, it must have been written by my husband!" Cheng Youning endured the pain and held his waist. At this time, he could not stand straight, but his eyes were always fixed on the imperial edict placed on the table, his eyes revealed his deep admiration for his master Huang Chenming's calligraphy.

Yuhua said: "Cheng Youning, why don't I understand what you mean by showing off your jade?"

Yuhua, who was standing by, couldn't help but say, "Cheng Youning, I don't see what you mean by "xiu" or "yu" at all! In my eyes, these are just ordinary characters! Not even as good as your mother's."

Hearing this, Cheng Youning chuckled again and patiently explained, "Oh, the 'xiu' I mentioned means graceful. My husband's handwriting is unique and different from anyone else's."

Yuhua certainly couldn't tell what the words on the imperial edict looked like. Compared to the words, she cared more about the content of the imperial edict, "What does it mean? It's asking your mother to find a wife for Sha Guanghan's son!

At this time, Qiao Rong came forward, carefully helped Cheng Youning up, and slowly walked towards the bed. Cheng Youning smiled and replied as he walked: "That's right! The imperial edict says that my mother is going to find a marriage for Sha Guanghan's son! Now, my mother will be busy!" After that, he laughed happily again, as if he could imagine his mother running around for this matter. Cheng Youning was not afraid of his parents being busy, he was afraid of his parents being idle.

Shang Xi supported her head with one hand, her eyes slightly closed, and she looked as if she was suffering from a thousand sorrows and worries. Yuhua looked at her expression, and was puzzled. She couldn't help asking, "Shang Xi, the emperor has personally issued an order to you, why don't you look happy but look miserable?"

Upon hearing that, Shang Xi forced herself to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and responded softly: "Alas, maybe it's because I've been traveling too fast and too hard these past two days, my head is aching unbearably right now." However, in fact, only she herself knew that what really worried her was the imperial edict on the table.

You know, besides Yuhua, there are two children, Cheng Youning and Qiao Rong, in this room, so she naturally dared not easily utter a single word of complaint. If these words accidentally fall into the ears of those people with ulterior motives, and then spread to Wan Lianxing, given that person's temper, I really don't know how he will deal with me. Thinking of this, Shang Xi couldn't help but secretly groan.

Seeing Shang Xi looking unhappy, Yuhua said with concern: "I guess so. You are really tired from traveling these past two days. You should go back to your room and rest. Leave the rest to me! Don't worry about it."

Shang Xi nodded, then stood up and walked quickly towards the guest room next door. When Cheng Feng came back, Shang Xi was lying on the bed with his arms folded across his chest, looking angry and secretly thinking about his luck.

Cheng Feng walked slowly to the bedside and sat down slowly. He reached out and gently grabbed Shang Xi's hair, with a sly smile on his face, and asked softly, "What's wrong? You look a little unhappy."

Shang Xi's eyes, which were originally tightly closed, opened a crack, glanced at Cheng Feng, and then quickly closed again, muttering and complaining: "Huh, how can I be happy? My uncle is really trying to punish me this time! I have nothing to say about giving me the drawing work, after all, I am good at it. I have no complaints about opening the granary to help those poor people, and I can do all these things such as providing food and labor. But, asking me to find a wife for Sha Yueteng, isn't this just embarrassing for me! Matchmaking and introducing people have always been the work of matchmakers. I am only in my early twenties, how can I be worthy of the role of a matchmaker?"

Hearing Shang Xi's complaints, Cheng Feng couldn't help but chuckle and comforted her: "Maybe my uncle just thinks that you know more girls, so he entrusted this matter to you."

Shang Xi almost sat up from the bed when she heard this. She widened her eyes and retorted, "If you think so, you are totally wrong! I also want to meet more girls, but look at the people I meet all day long! Except for craftsmen and painters, they are all men! I can't even see the shadow of a girl, so where can I find a suitable woman for Sha Yueteng?"

Seeing Shang Xi's worried face, Cheng Feng hurriedly comforted her, "Don't worry for now. I'll write another letter to my uncle, asking him to let someone else handle this matter."

Shang Xi was so shocked when she heard this that she could no longer lie still. She sat up straight with a start, stretched out her hands and tightly grasped Cheng Feng's arm and said, "Don't write! If you write, I will be considered a disobedient person, which is a capital crime!"

Cheng Feng retorted disapprovingly: "If you can't do it, can you force me to do it? Although my uncle is the emperor, he can't kill innocent people at will, right? Wouldn't that be a lack of bottom line?"

Shang Xi nervously reached out and covered Cheng Feng's mouth, and shook her head at him repeatedly. At the same time, she glanced at the door with vigilance, and whispered: "Be careful, the walls have ears! Don't say such things in the future, so as not to cause trouble for no reason."