Chapter 24 I am the master of this art!
When Yang Yuqing returned home, he immediately went to see his wife, Mrs. Chen.

"Madam, Wenyuan's marriage has been arranged!"

Compared to Yang Yuqing's hollowed-out, weak look, Mrs. Chen's face was rosy and radiant, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

"Ah? Found it?" Mrs. Chen's surprise was mixed with a slight sense of disappointment.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Yang Yuqing seemed to see some disappointment on his wife's face, but then he shook his head and laughed, putting this ridiculous idea behind him.

You know, in order to help Yang Wenyuan find a suitable family, his wife was more enthusiastic than himself. She held banquets at home every day and entertained the wives of dignitaries, just to help Yang Wenyuan find a good marriage.

Later, under his own "compulsion", he had to go against tradition and paint other people's portraits in private.

How could such a virtuous lady be lost?
I'm afraid it's too late to be happy at this moment.

After Yang Wenyuan's marriage was arranged, his wife no longer had to work so hard. She had to stay in the study until midnight every day to paint the portrait, and could only finish it when she got home.

Isn't this something to be happy about? Yang Yuqing rubbed his sore waist inadvertently.

Madam Chen stepped forward, took off Yang Yuqing's fur coat, handed it to the maid next to her, and asked, "Which girl do you like?"

"From the Sheng family." Yang Yuqing looked relaxed and stretched his sore limbs.

"Sheng family?"

Madam Chen frowned slightly, and could not find any image of the daughter of the Sheng family in her mind. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, "Could it be the Sheng family we haven't invited yet? The Sheng family who works in the Shangshu Province and is a fifth-rank Chengzhilang?"

Yang Yuqing also sighed slightly and nodded, "Yes, it's the Sheng family you were thinking of."

"This...how can this be done?"

Compared with men, women who lived in the imperial palace all year round paid more attention to family background. After all, this was the basis for their foothold in the circle of nobles in Bianliang.

Take the Earl of Zhongqin’s Mansion as an example.

Between men.

Only with the blessing of his title could Earl Zhongqin barely communicate with a fourth-rank official on an equal footing, and he was still slightly at a disadvantage.

But in the backyard.

As long as you, the wife of a fourth-rank official, are not the direct superior of the Earl of Zhongqin, when you meet the lady of the Earl of Zhongqin's mansion at a banquet, you can only bow your head and submissively say "How are you, Madam!"

Therefore, when Mrs. Chen learned that the woman Yang Wenyuan liked was a woman whose family had no title and whose husband was only a fifth-rank official, she was extremely surprised and shocked.

The eldest son of a marquis's family wants to marry the daughter of a fifth-rank official?

This joke is not funny.

"What can we do? He didn't like the one we found for him, and he couldn't choose the daughters of officials from the lineage of Prince Yan and Prince Yong, so he chose this one."

There was also a hint of complaint in Yang Yuqing's tone.

After the surprise, there is endless emptiness, and then the sage time that follows.

Yang Yuqing discovered that Yang Wenyuan seemed to have given him a difficult problem.

It's not easy even for his own wife, let alone the elders back home. But he has already taken on the responsibility of taking responsibility, and he has to do the work of apologizing by himself.

"I think Yang Wenyuan is just taking advantage of the fact that no one is watching over him, so he does whatever he wants."

Yang Yuqing pretended to be angry and said, "When I was at his house, he flattered me with kind words, which made me stupidly agree to help him find a wife."

"Next time I see him, I must teach him a lesson for being disrespectful to his elders."

Mrs. Chen was quick-witted. How could she not understand that Yang Yuqing was talking to her, which meant that he had no objection to the marriage. Next, she, the wife, needed to step in and help Yang Wenyuan to screen and find a matchmaker.

Madam Chen rolled her eyes at Yang Yuqing in anger, "You responded quickly. The uncle and nephew are in cahoots with each other, and in the end they still order an outsider like me around, asking me to arrange everything inside and outside."

Yang Yuqing quickly put on a flattering smile.

"Madam, how can you be an outsider? How can you be an outsider? We are husband and wife, and Yang Wenyuan is the outsider." "Go ahead and do it. Anyway, if the news gets out, I won't be the one being laughed at."

Mrs. Chen vented her anger and although she was a little reluctant, she still accepted the job.

"Then I will send the invitation after the Sheng family is settled, and invite Madam Wu from the Yongchang Earl's Mansion to come over and ask her to help take a look."

"Thank you Madam!"

"Where is the maidservant? What did the maidservant say?"

Generally speaking, noble families would give their children a few maids to keep at their side from childhood so that they would understand matters between men and women when they grow up.

However, the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion was a place where the family had been ordained for military merit, and the family tradition was strict, so they never kept personal maids around the young masters.

The old woman had everything, but the young girl was nowhere to be seen.

Not only are they afraid that their children will become addicted to the pleasures of the boudoir, but they will also lose their energy and blood at a young age.

They were also afraid that something dirty would happen before the marriage, such as having a concubine's eldest son first.

If things go wrong, the family will be in turmoil and the couple will be separated.

I would like to give special praise to Mrs. Wu here.

Even though she had a concubine's eldest son in the family, she was not mean to him and had a good reputation in the rear house.

Mrs. Chen knew that Yang Wenyuan had no maidservants and had never spent the night with the leaders of the group, so she asked this question.

This question stumped Yang Yuqing. He touched his head and said uncertainly, "No need, right? Wenyuan is already this old, he shouldn't need to be taught, right? Besides, when I married you, I didn't..."

Under Madam Chen's murderous gaze, Yang Yuqing shut up obediently.

"Can you just let this happen? What if you don't understand and something goes wrong? Will you be responsible? It's only a few steps away, go ask!"

In fact, Mrs. Chen doesn't have to worry about this at all.

Yang Wenyuan's experience in this area is probably unmatched in the entire Great Zhou.

After all, before he traveled through time, he had been swimming in the ocean of knowledge since he was a child, and learned skills from various famous masters.

It is like this every year.

The best are Sensei Mikami and Sensei Kamiki, who have already mastered martial arts.

Yang Yuqing rode at full speed to the Marquis' Mansion and found Yang Wenyuan.

"Wenyuan, do you want a maid?"

Yang Wenyuan shook his head and thought to himself, I have already learned everything from ancient times to the present, do I still need others to teach me?

I am the master of this art!
After receiving a rejection, Yang Yuqing looked at Yang Wenyuan for a long time with an indescribable look, and asked again: "Are you sure you don't need it?"

"No thanks, uncle."

Yang Yuqing shook his head and left with a look of regret.

After all, we are young and don’t know how to cherish. We are just as naive as we were back then.

I once had an opportunity to take a concubine, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it.

If God gave me another chance to start over, I would say: I would beat ten!

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