Chapter 177: Chu Yi's Overconfident Chang Qing

First year of marriage.

New Year's Day.

If it were this time in previous years, Yang Wenyuan would have gone to the palace to pay tribute with Madam Chen and her family.

But since Yang Wenyuan got married this year and already had a family, he had not been summoned since then, so it was not convenient for him to go to the harem to pay a visit with Madam Chen.

According to the emperor's previous decree, Yang Wenyuan would be crowned at the age of twenty to inherit the title. Although Yang Wenyuan had been crowned and married in advance, the emperor did not make any other instructions regarding the subsequent matters concerning the title.

Fortunately, after the Chinese New Year this year, Yang Wenyuan was already nineteen years old.

It's only a year's difference, so there's no need to worry.

But this way.

At this time, he also lost the opportunity to go to the court to meet the emperor with other ministers and nobles because he inherited the title of Marquis of Pingyang.

Therefore, when other families went to the palace to pay New Year's greetings, the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion was still peaceful and harmonious.

Moreover, although they did not have to go to the palace to pay New Year's greetings, the rewards bestowed by the palace on the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion were still the same.

Not having to do anything but still getting rewards, is there anything more comfortable than this?

Zi Ze Ju.

Although Yang Wenyuan had some free time today, he did not get up early to practice shooting.

on the bed.

The couple slept with their arms around each other.

Feeling a little light coming into the room from the window, Yang Wenyuan opened his sleepy eyes.

Look up.

The smooth face opposite her was like a sleeping crabapple in spring, and her sleepy starry eyes had just opened and were looking at her in confusion.

As if she had come to her senses, her long eyelashes blinked, but she continued to stare, as if she could see flowers on her own face.

Yang Wenyuan wanted to get up.

But as soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt a little cold outside.

Yang Wenyuan retracted his hand again with a surprised expression.

The weather today is the same as yesterday, and the sun is even coming out a little, but it always feels a little colder than yesterday.

"Could it be because I drank too much yesterday?" Yang Wenyuan wondered inexplicably.

"Alas, I've already said that alcohol and sex make me haggard, and yesterday I broke my vow and drank with others."

Yang Wenyuan showed regret on his face and secretly made up his mind that he would never listen to the instigation of villains in the future.

My body is not made of iron!
Hualan also recovered and took advantage of the situation.

A beautiful spring scene suddenly appeared, and Yang Wenyuan was so dazzled that he couldn't take his eyes away.

What a round and smooth shape!
However, Yang Wenyuan's expression immediately became stern.

Don’t look at anything indecent, don’t watch anything indecent. I, Yang Wenyuan, am a gentleman!
Good times are always short-lived.

In a blink of an eye, Hualan had put on her clothes, and Yang Wenyuan also got up.

After instructing Cuichan and Caizhan, who had been waiting outside the door, to clean up the house, Yang Wenyuan also turned his gaze to Hualan, who was sitting on the dressing chair with her back to him, dressing herself up.

It is said that a woman’s marriage is her second life, and Yang Wenyuan feels that this is true in many ways.

Take Hualan for example.

Before she married into the Yang family, she had a good body proportion, but perhaps because she was a little tall, she was a little thin.

But since entering the Yang family.

Obviously, she was nurtured by the Yang family. Her body gradually became plump, her graceful figure became more and more apparent, and her charming feminine temperament became more and more prominent.

The whole person seems to be reborn.

It's still early.

This morning, everyone else went to the palace to pay their respects, and no one came to visit, so after Yang Wenyuan and Hua Lan had breakfast, they immediately had some free time.

At the entrance of Zi Ze Ju.

Yang Wenyuan sat cross-legged on the doorstep with his legs stretched out on the steps below.

Although Hualan felt that this was a little indecent, she still spread her dress and leaned against Yang Wenyuan with her feet together.

The couple leaned against each other, and Hualan counted on her fingers to figure out what to do next.

Hualan raised her fingers one by one.

Then Yang Wenyuan pressed them down one by one.

In the end, Hua Lan tilted her head, and finally no more ideas popped up in her mind.

"How about we just sit here?"

"That's great!" Yang Wenyuan quickly agreed happily.

Hua Lan heard this and punched Yang Wenyuan in the chest:
"Why didn't you just say it earlier? I'm wasting so much time talking."

Yang Wenyuan immediately covered his chest and cried out in pain.

If it were the Hua Lan from before, she would naturally feel distressed and sympathize with him immediately. Unfortunately, for the Hua Lan now, these little tricks of Yang Wenyuan were really not worth mentioning. She was too lazy to even raise her eyelids. She just hugged Yang Wenyuan's arm tightly and looked at the gurgling water in the yard in silence.

not far away.

Cuichan, who had just sent several quilts to the laundry room, came back and happened to see Changqing leaning against the porch pillar with a silly smile on his face.

"Hey!"

Cuichan approached quietly, then slapped Changqing's shoulder hard, scaring him back.

"What are you doing?!"

Chang Qing was shocked and angry, and was about to turn around to teach a lesson to whoever was so presumptuous, but when he turned around and saw that it was Cui Chan, he immediately lowered the corners of his mouth, smiled with a dark red face and said:

"What do you want from me?"

"What are you looking at?" Cui Chan gently pushed Chang Qing's sturdy body away and looked in the direction he had just looked. What he saw was Yang Wenyuan and Hua Lan leaning on the door sill.

"What's so good about this?" Cuichan said bluntly.

Cuichan and Changqing have seen this couple showing their affection countless times. At first they found it disgusting, but now they have become accustomed to it.

Is there anything interesting or funny about this?
Or is it that spring has arrived and the evergreens are blooming?

Chang Qing just hesitated for a while before saying in a dull voice:

"My lady promised yesterday that she would give you to me when spring comes."

"what?"

Cuichan opened her round mouth in a daze. Even though she was always carefree, she was still shocked by the news.

Hualan had already discussed this matter with Cuichan before, and Cuichan agreed, but the specific time had not been decided, so Hualan was not in a hurry to tell Cuichan.

Let’s talk about it after the Chinese New Year.

Who would have thought that Changqing would say it so directly to his face.

"So fast?" Cui Chan felt her heart beating wildly.

She also had some feelings for Changqing. Hualan had agreed to it before, but after waiting for a long time, she felt that it was not bad to get along with Changqing like this. When Changqing suddenly mentioned it to her in person, she felt very shy for a moment.

"How can it be fast?" Chang Qing immediately disagreed.

He had been fed the pie in the sky since Yang Wenyuan was not married, and had to wait until now to see the dawn of hope.

I feel like the days are passing by so slowly, how come they are passing so quickly?
"..." Cuichan nodded but said nothing.

There was nothing to do the whole morning, and the girl and her master showed their love. Cuichan wanted to find Changqing to talk to and relieve her boredom as she usually did, but when the important issue of marriage came into view, she was speechless.

After pondering for a long time, he mumbled:

"I still have to inform my parents at home about this, okay?"

Cuichan is a servant of the Sheng family.

However, although she had served Hualan since she was a child in Shenghong's house, her parents were in Youyang. Logically speaking, as a maid in the dowry, Cuichan's marriage was decided by Hualan.

But Hualan has always treated Cuichan and Caizhan as sisters.

Changqing suddenly pushed the marriage to the final stage without any buffer in between.

This caused Cuichan to feel a little panicked and even a little bit evasive.

Changqing had long regarded Cuichan as his wife-to-be, and as a close follower of Yang Wenyuan, he held a lot of power and had already found out Cuichan's background.

Of course I know that Cuichan's parents are in Youyang.

And if I were to go back and forth like this, and talk about the pain of not seeing each other for many years, I'm afraid it would take more than half a month.

Changqing has been looking forward to getting married for a long time, how can he tolerate this?

But of course Changqing is not an ordinary person.

"Sure!" Chang Qing responded cheerfully.

However, the pain in his heart at this moment was self-evident, but he still endured the bleeding in his heart and agreed.

"No rush, ten days or half a month won't be a big deal," Chang Qing consoled himself.

"what?"

Changqing didn't say anything, but Cuichan was a little stunned.

I just felt a little embarrassed and hesitant, so I said such an excuse.

But if you say something nice, give kind advice, and analyze the pros and cons, how can you not agree?
But you, a fool, actually agreed so readily? !

Do you never bargain when you go out to buy groceries?
Cuichan's shame turned into anger at this moment. She glared at Changqing hatefully and spat:

"Fool!"

After saying that, he turned around and left angrily.

Changqing didn't care about it, instead he had a silly smile on his face.

I just thought that Cuichan was busy going back to write a letter to inform her elders at home so that she could go there as soon as possible and come back early.

"Hehe~!"

Changqing still stood there, watching Cuichan's departing back. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he suddenly laughed out loud.

The morning passed quickly.

During lunch, Hua Lan pulled Yang Wenyuan aside to talk.

"Sir, do you feel that something is wrong between Cuichan and Changqing today?"

"Have it?"

Yang Wenyuan looked up at Cuichan who was quietly standing behind Hualan, then looked back at Changqing who was smiling foolishly, and felt that they were no different, so he replied in confusion:

"Isn't that what they usually do?"

"no!"

Hua Lan argued:
"Don't they usually stand together? Why are they standing separately now?"

Yang Wenyuan realized it belatedly.

Yes, Changqing usually wants to get close to Cuichan at this time, but why is he so obedient and staying so far away this time?

Changqing: I want to too!
But every time I tried to get closer, Cui Chan’s eyes drove me away. What could I do?
Fortunately, Changqing gradually "reacted".

'By the way, before the young master and the mistress got married, they also acted distant in front of others. In the young master's words, this was to avoid suspicion, right? !
That's right, it must be like this!'

Changqing obviously had some misunderstanding about avoiding suspicion. He stood there quietly and gave Cuichan a "pervert smile".

This look caused Cuichan on the opposite side to roll her eyes.

'What does it mean that he keeps smiling at me and doesn't come to comfort me? Is he happy that the wedding date is postponed? ! '

Furious!
However, even though he noticed something was wrong, Yang Wenyuan had no time to care about Changqing's affairs.

My wife has been given to you, but you can't control her. Do you really want me, the Marquis, to help you negotiate for her personally?
"Never mind them, let's eat quickly and go to my uncle's house to wish him a happy new year."

Yang Wenyuan urged:

"This is your first time as a bride to pay New Year's greetings. Shouldn't you go early to leave a good impression? And you have to go not only to your uncle's family, but also to several other close noble families."

"Oh!" Hualan nodded and began to concentrate on eating.

The couple quickly finished their meal, and Yang Wenyuan pulled Changqing over to his side and whispered to him.

"Don't say I don't take care of you, young master. I'm going out to pay New Year's greetings later and you don't have to go. Just stay at home and coax Cuichan. If you have the ability, you can even go into the woods with her."

Chang Qing looked at Yang Wenyuan in confusion.

'What do you need to coax? Cuichan was so happy to hear that I was so considerate and promised to let her go home to see her parents first. Why does she need to be coaxed? It's better for me to let her coax her!'

"And what's the point of going into the woods? It's so cold, and I have a rare afternoon to myself. I can stay in the house and lie in bed. I don't know how comfortable it is. Why should I go out and freeze?"

Chang Qing shook his head secretly:

"Since my son got married, it seems that he has no idea about women's minds. He is not like me, who is so considerate to my sweetheart."

Seeing Chang Qing's strange expression, Yang Wenyuan thought that since he had been following him for so long, he must have understood what he meant. He couldn't help but smirked and lightly hit his shoulder:
"I'm just joking, but girls can calm down with a few nice words. Besides, we're going to a lot of houses today, so we won't be back until the evening. Is that enough time?"

After Yang Wenyuan finished speaking, he continued with another reminder:
"Think about what I said before, young master. Learn one or two sentences. It will be enough for you."

"Uh-huh!"

Changqing understood what Yang Wenyuan meant. Doesn't this mean that he has plenty of time in the afternoon and can have a good sleep?

As for Cuichan being angry...

I have already promised her that I can go home to visit my family, so how could she not agree to let me take a nap in the afternoon?
Young Master still doesn't understand the bond between us!
On the carriage.

Hua Lan saw Yang Wenyuan coming in with a sly smile on his face, and asked in confusion:
"What's wrong? I saw you talking to Chang Qing mysteriously just now. Is there something funny?"

"You'll know when you come back." Yang Wenyuan replied mysteriously.

Wait until you come back in the evening.

I must force Changqing to tell me how he coaxed the girl!

When Yang Wenyuan thought of Changqing's honest look and how he shyly said nice things to Cuichan, his heart blossomed with joy.

It's a pity that I have to go out to pay New Year's greetings and cannot witness this grand scene with my own eyes.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenyuan still felt quite regretful.

The Pingyang Marquis Mansion is not far from Xingguofang where Yang Yuqing's home is located.

Less than half an hour.

The slowly moving carriage arrived at Yang Yuqing's house.

"Uncle, aunt is fine!"

After entering the hall, they greeted each other and said some auspicious words.

"Good good!"

The weather this year is unusually cold.

The emperor was slightly ill a few days ago and has not yet fully recovered, so the emperor and the empress did not keep many ministers and their families for today's court celebration.

So Yang Yuqing and Mrs. Chen both returned early.

He also finished his lunch early and was waiting for Yang Wenyuan and Hualan to come home.

Hualan was talking to Madam Chen and Yang Rujin, while Yang Yuqing also pulled Yang Wenyuan aside to explain some things.

"Wenyuan, I discussed the title with the emperor this morning."

Yang Yuqing paused, then continued:
"According to the emperor's opinion, the title should be granted to you after you pass the imperial examination."

As he spoke, Yang Yuqing glanced at Yang Wenyuan.

"Or if you don't win, you can inherit it when you turn twenty next year."

(End of this chapter)