Hard to be a good wife

"The third one belongs to Duke Anguo's mansion. You have treated Wang Zizhao, and the Duke Anguo's family is a little bit normal."

As soon as Tang Yue heard that it was the Hu family, Tang Yue felt relieved, nodded and agreed, "Then the specific dates of these three families don't conflict, right?"

"Don't worry, everyone in such a family will inform each other before entertaining guests. It happens to be the next three days, one family a day, and tonight is the Duke of Heng's mansion. The subordinates will help you prepare a good gift."

Tang Yue breathed out a foul breath, and suddenly felt like he was in the upper class, but he never liked to socialize, so it would be better if there were less such things in the future.

"Then trouble Uncle Quan."

"Lang Jun is serious." The butler smiled, bowed and left.

Tang Yue was about to go to the carpenter to find someone to make some small chairs. Although he should do as the Romans did, sitting on his knees every day was not conducive to stretching his lower limbs. In his own yard, he still hoped to do it according to his own preferences.

Before he could walk out of the courtyard, the butler who had just left hurried over again, "Young Lord... Hurry up... Hurry up and go down to the front hall with your subordinates to receive the order!"

Tang Yue didn't dare to delay. After changing his clothes, he followed the butler to the front hall with big strides. As soon as he entered the gate, he found that the whole family was present.

The whole family knelt upright, listening to the servants read out the long and boring eulogy, and finally came a series of rewards. Judging from the expressions of the rest of the people, Tang Yue judged that this reward should be quite generous.

It seems that the king is very satisfied with his cure of Wang Zizhao, at least on the surface.

After awarding the reward money to the servant, Tang Yue accompanied the whole family to look at the treasure bestowed by the emperor. This was the first time he had experienced the reward from the ancient king, and it was very fresh.

Moreover, the things that Yu bestowed were indeed very good. The whole load of cloth was of high quality in terms of color and quality, and half a load of wine became the favorite of the Marquis of Liyang.

The rest of the things that can be used are divided by the old lady, and some that are not used are locked in the warehouse and are guarded by special personnel.

As soon as the distribution was neat, another wave of rewards followed. This time it belonged to Queen Hu, and the gifts were less than those given by the emperor, presumably because they didn't want to go past the king.

But there are ten beauties among them who are quite eye-catching, Tang Yue thought with a headache: It seems that the upper class in this era always likes to give away people, all kinds of people who have been carefully trained.

Glancing at Mrs. Hou's stiff face, Tang Yue thought maliciously: If he transfers these beauties to Liyang Hou, wonder if she will want to eat him raw.

But forget it, the family and everything are prosperous, and it is quite wicked to destroy the relationship between husband and wife.

Sending the beauties to do rough work as usual, Tang Yue ignored everyone's weird stares and cheerfully went back to the yard with a box of precious wood.

He always felt that the box was made by Wang Zizhao, and when he counted the wood and found that there were twelve kinds of wood, he was even more sure that it was Wang Zizhao's handicraft.

It's just that when he gave himself these woods, he didn't mean to ask him to carve another set of twelve zodiac signs for him, right?

Tang Yue curled his lips, and put this thought behind him, he picked out a piece of rosewood, and planned to carve a bracelet for the old lady.

He can't carve Buddhist scriptures on beads, but it's no problem to carve Buddha statues on them, and then make a woodcarving pendant for Liyanghou. The fragrance of high-quality agarwood has medicinal value.

As for Mrs. Hou, let's skip it for the time being, and wait until she stops confronting me, and when she will be filial to her.

These are labor-intensive tasks, and Tang Yue was not in a hurry to send them off, so they treated them as a pastime in his spare time.

The time for the banquet in this era is not too late. At two quarters in the Shen Dynasty, it was only 03:30 in modern times. Tang Yue got into the carriage and went to Hengguo's mansion.

The butler looked at the carriage in the distance and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It's autumn soon, why is it still so hot?

He led a group of Yingying and Yanyan back, and met Mrs. Hou who was admiring the flowers on the way, and hurriedly led them to salute.

"What's going on? Aren't these people going to be sent to Duke Heng's mansion?" Madam Hou asked, pointing at the beauty behind him.

The housekeeper lowered his head and replied: "Mr. Xiao Lang said that it is not appropriate to send a beauty to Duke Heng's mansion because of the relationship between our two families."

"What's wrong?"

"This... Xiao Langjun said that Duke Heng's son is lustful, surrounded by beauties, and likes the new and dislikes the old. If there are too many beauties, it will be even more difficult for the eldest lady to manage the backyard in the future."

In fact, Tang Yue had another sentence that the housekeeper didn't have the nerve to tell Zhao Shi. His original words were: the number of sperm in the human body is limited, and now they are all squeezed dry by other women. What will Aya use to have children in the future?

Such a big family can divorce their wives without children.

And even if it is a man's problem, it will be blamed on the woman, so he must ensure that the son of Duke Heng is still fertile before he gets married.

【small theater】

Mrs. Hou: "How did you bring back the beauty you gave to Duke Heng's mansion?"

Butler: "Xiao Langjun said that he wants to abstain from sex for the son!"

Mrs. Hou: "How to quit?"

Butler: "I don't know."

Mrs. Hou: "Then you can ask him if he can give up drinking as well."

Butler: "According to Mr. Xiao Lang, probably greed, anger, ignorance, love and desire must be quit."

Mrs. Hou: "Is that still a human being?"

Butler: "Probably... yes!" Aren't monks human too?