[Rebirth] Talking Fox

Yanshan is the only mountain in this area. Wildflowers bloom everywhere on the hillside, and trees are shaded everywhere. For a hundred years, no one has ever gone up there.

The area around Yanshan Mountain is very ordinary. There are generations of villagers living on agriculture at the foot of the mountain, and there are a few small towns in the distance. Except for the lively morning market, the town is nothing special at ordinary times.

There was nothing worth mentioning here, but now there are some differences.Because, there is a juren here.This person's surname is You, and the single name is a Qing character.You Qing came back here to continue his peaceful life of studying and growing vegetables after taking the examination. He never thought that the good news would follow one after another, and this peaceful land would be turned into a hot pot at once.

If you were talking about You Qing ten years ago, everyone would shake their heads: This You Qing is a hard-working person. He lost his parents when he was a child. After supporting himself, he lived alone in that small hut with no one to rely on, planted vegetables in that square inch of land, raised chickens in the back of the house, and occasionally went out to sell calligraphy and paintings. After all, life is very tight, tsk, pitiful!

If a year ago, everyone would shake their heads when talking about You Qing: This You Qing is a scholar, but the scholar is poor, look at this poor family, how can there be a girl who is willing to marry him?Now that he is in his twenties, he has never seen anyone who is talking about his relatives at the door. It is a pity that he has a good appearance.Oh, what a pity!

Now when it comes to You Qing, everyone is envious: You Qing has had great luck, and he won the Juren!This is the first time for us to raise people here!With the salary given by the imperial court in the future, it will be much better than his previous life. Maybe he can become a high official in the future. The future is really bright!

The news spread quickly, and within a few days, a matchmaker came to the door.

The matchmaker swayed her chubby body, wearing a bright and colorful gown, talking and laughing all the way, knocking melon seeds and shaking her handkerchief, looking like she was born for happy events, followed by a long line of spectators. In the surrounding villages, Yiyila came to the gate of the fenced yard of Youjia's small thatched hut.

"Young Master You! Is Young Master You at home? Some people say that marriage is coming!" Curious heads poked around outside the fenced yard to look in.

"Is Mr. You at home?" No one answered the door for a long time.

In normal times, the folks in the village would not shout like this, and if they have something to do, they just push open the courtyard door and walk in.But now it is different. You Qing won the Juren, received the salary of the imperial court, and in the future, maybe he will pass the examination of Gongshi, Jinshi, and become an official in the court. The broken fence gate that was about to hang down has become an unusual gate, who would have the nerve to walk in casually?

"Young Master You! Are you at home? I opened the door and came in!" The matchmaker didn't give up, and shouted several times, spat out the melon seeds in her mouth, and raised her hand to push the fence door.

Inside the house, it was half-bright and half-twilight, and the paper-pasted lattice casements were almost transparent in the sunlight, and the shallow light was projected through the thin paper onto a dilapidated small square table in front of the window, on which was spread a piece of rice paper. A very ordinary wolf hair hangs above the paper. The hand holding the pen is very beautiful, with long and slender fingers, well-defined joints, and a complexion that is not white, but extremely delicate.

"Alas..." A low sigh floated away in the small room, the tip of the pen fell, and it walked like a dragon and snake. When it was lifted again, there were five more powerful characters: "Humanity is like drinking water."

You Qing's lips curled up into a slight smile, and there was a gentle look on his handsome brows, but there was not much smile in the depths of his eyes, so he put down the pen, lifted the rice paper, folded it in half, and folded it in half again. Putting the inkstone on the table to calm down, brushing off his sleeves, smiling again, walking over and raising his hand to open the door.

"Oh! My mother! I scared Mama Wang to death!" The matchmaker slapped her fat chest with her veiled hand, looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind the door in shock, and looked him up and down. Squinting his eyes and laughing, "Young Master You, are you at home?"

You Qing squeezed the center of his brows, smiled at her gently, nodded to the people outside, turned his body to give way to her, and said humbly: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep just now, I didn't hear anyone calling me outside for a while. I don't know why Madam Wang came here?"

The matchmaker swayed her hips, walked into the room carelessly, turned her gaze around with a smile, and quickly looked around this small, unattractive room, turned her head and sat down at the table, picked up the table bowl of tea.

You Qing glanced at the tea bowl, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Hi! Are you an idiot, a scholar? My Mama Wang is a well-known matchmaker in this town. What do you think I can do here?" Mama Wang put down the tea bowl and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, " Of course he is here to match Mr. You!"

You Qing still smiled gently: "Thank you Mama Wang for your kindness! Xiaosheng has no plans to start a family yet."

The matchmaker probably heard this kind of talk a lot, she smiled nonchalantly, slapped her thighs to stand up, walked up to him and looked him over from head to toe again, then pulled his arm and turned him in one direction.

A trace of surprise flashed in You Qing's eyes, and he looked at her inexplicably.

The matchmaker scrutinized his handsome and delicate facial features with the sunlight coming in from outside, and she gasped in admiration, her face almost bursting into laughter: "Oh, you are so handsome! Don't say you don't have any plans to start a family, Mr. It's been like this since ancient times when a married girl is married. Mother Wang knows that you are shy, so it's okay, let's sit down and talk slowly."

The corners of You Qing's mouth twitched slightly, his face was still smiling like a spring breeze, and she obediently pressed him on the stool and sat down.

The people around the door were still looking around. You Qing was used to this kind of behavior from his neighbors, so he didn't care. When the upper bunk was opened, the corner of his mouth twitched again, and Wen Run's expression finally cracked.

In the corner outside the gate, two figures suddenly appeared, squatting furtively outside the fence, almost huddled together.

Bai Li picked up Xiaohe's ear, lowered his voice and asked, "Do you remember what this king taught you?"

Xiaohe pulled his ears free, rubbed them, and nodded repeatedly: "Remember, remember! Wang, when shall I go in?"

Bai Li listened carefully: "Wait a little longer."

Xiaohe nodded clearly, and then asked in confusion: "Wang, what are you going to do? Why are you trying to prevent other people's marriage?"

"It's not done yet! It's not a marriage!"

"Yes yes yes! Why do you want to stop the marriage that is about to be negotiated?"

A trace of pain flashed in Bai Li's eyes, and then he returned to normal. He hummed and said, "He is mine, how can he marry someone else? Stop one by one, destroy the other!"

Xiaohe opened her mouth wide enough to fit a sea bowl, looked at him blankly, then looked inside through the fence, then turned her head to look at him again: "Wang, what do you mean, you want to take him back to be a princess?"

Bai Li nodded with great certainty.

Xiaohe's mouth opened even wider: "This...he is a man! How can a man be a princess?"

Bai Li waved his hands tirelessly: "Then Mrs. Wang will be fine! Are you bothered by asking so many questions? Just do as I tell you!"

"Oh..." Xiaohe blinked, nodded, and nodded again, "Oh..."

In the room, the matchmaker was spitting all over the place, "There are three ways to be unfilial and have no descendants. You should have a baby of your own at your age," or "This girl from a member's family is a good-natured girl with a good family background." She is also very well-to-do", "Miss Li is not only good-looking, but also extremely talented, she can be described as a peerless beauty, and is the best match for Mr. You", she said dryly.

You Qing looked at the tea bowl she had already used, put some tea into it with a smile, pushed it in front of him, and said warmly: "Mother Wang, please drink tea. Xiaosheng's family is poor, and he can't bring out good things to entertain him at the moment. I still look forward to Haihan."

The matchmaker laughed so hard that she could hardly see her eyes, she picked up the tea bowl and took another sip: "You don't need to be so polite! This is a beautiful thing for me, and I don't need those etiquettes!" These seventeen or eight families all gave pockets full of silver ingots, so I am too lazy to waste so much saliva.

"Hehe..." The matchmaker put down the tea bowl, tapped the portrait one by one with her plump fingers, "Young Master You, is there anyone you like?"

You Qing smiled, and was a little moved by the words in his heart. Although he didn't look forward to getting married very much, after all, he would get married sooner or later. Thinking about being alone for so many years, it would be okay if he had someone to accompany him .

Seeing that he didn't answer, the matchmaker felt a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Young Master You, if there is no one you like, Madam Wang will find you again! Until you find something you like!"

You Qing gave her a funny look, and said softly: "Xiaosheng can't even get a decent dowry, so how can he dislike these girls? Xiaosheng just needs to find someone with a gentler temper and someone who can get along comfortably, there is no other reason. requirements."

When the matchmaker heard this, she clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "What's so difficult about this? The one with the best temper must be the girl from the Su family. This girl has bright eyes and a soft voice. I see you, Mama Wang." Listening to it makes my bones go numb..."

You Qing looked a little uncomfortable.

The matchmaker laughed for a while, then buried her head and began to touch the table: "I'll find Miss Su and show you..."

"Young Master You!" A clear voice suddenly came from outside the door.

You Qing looked up in surprise, and saw a handsome boy dressed as a servant pushing through the audience and walked in carelessly. When he saw You Qing, his eyes lit up, and he said in a loud voice: "Young Master You, last time my lady promised to give you The embroidered purse is ready, let me send it to you today!"

You Qing was stunned, the matchmaker was stunned, and all the people at the door were also stunned.

Xiaohe made a gesture to take something out of his bosom, and suddenly looked at the portrait on the table and said "huh", then pulled his hand out of his bosom again, flipped through the portrait curiously and muttered: "Is Mr. You getting married? What about my family?" What about Miss?"

You Qing gave him a strange look, and for some reason, subconsciously didn't speak.

Wang Po was stunned and quickly came back to her senses: "Who is your young lady?"

Xiaohe glanced at him: "Who is my lady who told you what to do? How can these Yingyingyanyans compare to my lady's beauty? They have never met each other. My lady is going to participate in the provincial examination in Mr. You I've known him since then."

You Qing gave him another strange look, but still didn't speak.

Xiaohe turned her head and looked at You Qing with a smile: "Young Master You, the fan you gave my lady last time is so beautiful! Miss likes it so much that she doesn't want to let go, she stares at the poems on it in a daze all day long!"

You Qing looked at him inexplicably: "Uh..."

After Xiaohe finished speaking, she began to look at the portrait on the table again, and kept shaking her head, showing disdain.

Mama Wang looked at Xiaohe and then at You Qing, and suddenly laughed: "Young Master You, so you already have a girl you like? Have you ever thought about when to give a betrothal gift to get married? Mama Wang can be a matchmaker for you."

"Oh?" Xiaohe looked at her inexplicably, "Young Master You is very familiar with my young lady, why do you want you to be a matchmaker?"

The matchmaker flicked her handkerchief, and said with a smile: "You stupid boy, how can a matchmaker be missing for such a big event as marriage? Even if they are acquaintances, they still need a middleman when the time comes, right?"

Just as You Qing wanted to ask who this young man who appeared suddenly was, he heard him say: "No need! My lady has her own matchmaker for a kiss, so I don't need you!"

You Qing opened his mouth, and heard the matchmaker put the tea bowl heavily on the table, his face changed extremely quickly, he snorted coldly at You Qing, and said displeasedly: "Since Mr. You already has someone you love, why bother to come?" Make fun of me, old woman!"

"Xiaosheng is not..."

"Aiya!" Xiaohe grabbed the conversation, piled up the portraits one by one and pushed them in front of the matchmaker, "Who made fun of you, you want to come by yourself, anyway, Mr. You belongs to my lady, so don't snatch it!"

The matchmaker put away the portrait with a dark face, slapped the table, and walked towards the door twisting her fat buttocks: "It's too bullying! Fortunately, I'm still a scholar, teasing an old woman like this! Humph! You don't have to worry about losing face if you say it!"

You Qing originally wanted to explain to her, but his eyes sank when he heard the words, thinking that he didn't care about getting married at first, so he didn't say anything to keep her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he watched her leave with a smile.

The surrounding neighbors saw the disappearing figure of the matchmaker, and they still surrounded the door and did not disperse. They probably wanted to see where this kid who appeared suddenly came from, and which family's daughter the young lady he was talking about was.

You Qing looked nonchalantly at the person at the door, then at Xiaohe, and said softly, "Are you denying the wrong person?"

Xiaohe giggled, put her hand in her bosom, and exclaimed: "Oh! Where is the purse embroidered by my lady?" As she said that, she quickly lowered her head and looked around at her feet, and walked towards the door while looking.

The people at the door gave way one after another, Xiaohe buried her head and muttered to find the yard, raised her voice and said: "Perhaps he fell on the road, Mr. You, I will look for it!" Saying that, he ran out quickly It was gone.

You Qing felt baffled from the beginning to the end, but although he had a gentle temper, he was actually a little cold in the depths of his temper, so he didn't make any more curiosity, just smiled politely at the person at the door.

The group of onlookers waited for a while and didn't see Xiaohe coming back. They felt a little disappointed, and they had a casual conversation with You Qing, and then they dispersed and went home one after another.

You Qing politely sent off the neighbors, went back to the house and stood in front of the table again, spread out the paper, picked up the pen and dipped the ink, as if the previous episode had never happened, with a calm expression and a look of indifference The appearance of staying out of things.As for the boy, who knows what he is singing?Can't manage much.

After writing for a while, seeing that the sky was getting dark outside, I felt a little thirsty, so I picked up the teapot and prepared to pour tea, but when I saw the tea bowl on the table, my hand suddenly stopped, sighed softly, picked up the tea bowl, walked out to the house Throw it away.When I came back again, I suddenly found that there was an extra person in the yard, and I couldn't help being stunned.