Chapter 201 The so-called deep love between husband and wife

  The group of people followed Master Yang to the backyard of the Yamen in Luodu Mansion, which was the former Zhao Mansion.

  On the way, Shen Mingjiao saw Yun Shu staring at Master Yang's back outside the sedan chair from time to time, and finally when she looked out for the fifth time. Shen Mingjiao couldn't hold back her doubts and asked, "You know him?"

  Yun Shu nodded and shook her head again, her purple eyes showed a little admiration: "Princess, you must know him, his name is Yang Chengru."

  Shen Mingjiao felt that the name sounded familiar. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then patted her forehead, and asked in disbelief: "Could you be talking about the Yang Chengru who wrote (Que Dengzhi)?"

  Yun Shu nodded: "That's him."

   What is this Master Yang famous for? It's not how big his official career is, nor is it the inspirational story of him rising from a humble family to the Lord of Luodu Prefecture step by step in nearly twenty years.

   It was his infatuation with his wife for many years. It is said that Mr. Yang was poor since he was a child. When he was ten years old, his widowed mother was seriously ill and was about to die. In order to have someone to take care of her son after death, she gritted her teeth and bought Mr. Yang a child bride.

  The child bride-in-law was three years older than Mr. Yang, she was diligent and good at embroidery, and the two grew up stumbling. Later, Lord Yang passed the Jinshi examination.

  Strictly speaking, a child bride is not a wife, and the two did not go to the government to register their marriage certificate because of their young age. In this case, if Mr. Yang does not recognize this marriage, no one will say anything.

   But he didn't, he just married the child bride in a very low-key manner, and for more than 20 years since then, he has never been lustful.

   And the reason why his infatuated name is known to everyone is because of the many poems he wrote about love. It is strange to say that his literary talent is not outstanding, but the few love poems he wrote are so exciting that they are scrambled to be recited. It has provided many unmarried men and women with a lot of confession materials.

  Many people spontaneously attributed the reason to his deep love for his wife.

  Even Shen Mingjiao who is not very good at poetry can read a few lines of his poems casually.

  In Shen Mingjiao's imagination, the person who can write poetry full of emotion and artistic conception, why should he be a romantic boy in white clothes fluttering and holding a folding fan, but he can look out of the car window. A middle-aged man with a beard and a fat figure. She felt instantly disillusioned.

   not long. The carriage stopped at the familiar gate of the mansion. Master Yang commanded the boy guarding the gate to tear down the threshold.

   Mrs. Yang, who got the news, was waiting at the door to greet her.

  Shen Mingjiao took a look, and couldn't help being a little surprised. It stands to reason that Mrs. Yang should be around the age of Si Xun, but the lady in front of her looks like she is in her fifties or sixties, with obvious wrinkles around her eyes, and a few white hairs faintly visible on both side temples. But judging from the facial features, she should be a beauty when she was young.

  Ms. Yang stepped forward with some reservations to salute respectfully, and Shen Mingjiao exchanged a few simple greetings with the other party.

   Mrs. Yang saw her tired face, and cautiously suggested: "I think the princess is tired from the journey, and I have already had the yard cleaned. If the princess doesn't mind, I will take you there."

  Shen Mingjiao was not polite, and nodded calmly: "Ms. Lao Yang is here."

   Arriving at the residence arranged by Mrs. Yang, Shen Mingjiao took a comfortable hot bath. Most of the fatigue from the long journey faded away, and she felt alive instantly. She lazily leaned on the beauty's couch, and the maid helped straighten her hair.

  I haven't slept well these few days, and I yawned and fell asleep after a while.

   This sleep was very comfortable, in a daze, someone pushed her, and Yunshu's deliberately soft voice came from her ear: "Princess."

  Shen Mingjiao opened her eyes, stretched comfortably and sat up, looked at the sky outside, it was almost dusk.

  Yun Shu handed her the clothes she had prepared, and said, "Mrs. Yang just sent someone over to say that Mrs. Yang held a banquet at the mansion to welcome you and His Highness."

  Shen Mingjiao hummed, got dressed a few times, and went to the vanity mirror with the help of a maid to clean her face and freshen up. Now that he has decided to live in the Yang Mansion, Mr. Yang has to go through the process of paying the money related to cigarettes.

  …

  The banquet was held in the flower hall in the front yard of the Yang Mansion, and the arrival of Feng Lisheng and the others was not a secret.

  In addition to Mr. Yang's family, several high-ranking officials from Luodu City were also invited. And because of the silver mine corruption case a few months ago, there was a big shake-up in the Luodu officialdom. In the past few months, all the officials in Luodu have been jittery. Now that His Royal Highness King Su came to Luodu again in silence, they were even more trembling,

   Yes. Now facing this powerful prince, let alone go forward to curry favor, all of them sat upright, not even daring to raise their heads.

  This is especially true for the women's family, and Shen Mingjiao is still notorious, so no one dares to step forward.

  Shen Mingjiao said to this, look, this is the benefit of notoriety!

   You don’t need to look like a princess and greet a group of women you don’t know. You can eat and leave when you want, how comfortable you are!

At this moment, Mrs. Yang helped Mrs. Yang over. The two were about the same age, but compared to Mrs. Yang's appearance, Mrs. Yang took good care of her and had been an official for so many years. The two of them stood together, from the appearance It doesn't look right.

  However, Mr. Yang looked at Mrs. Yang with gentle eyes. Even though they are both middle-aged, their eyes met with indescribable sweetness and gentleness.

  Everyone present was not surprised. They all knew that Mr. Yang and his wife were notoriously affectionate couples.

  Shen Mingjiao looked at the two of them curiously, and saw Master Yang skillfully helping Madam Yang to sit down, whispering softly from time to time.

  She secretly sighed, is this what a loving couple should look like!

   It's no wonder she has such an idea. Marriage nowadays pays attention to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. There are very few couples around her who come together because of their mutual love, most of them are family or political marriages.

  So in her inherent concept, there is no need for love between husband and wife.

   However, she occasionally wonders what a couple who love each other is like?

   Seeing Mrs. Yang sitting down, Master Yang planned to turn around and go to the male guest area on the side of the screen.

  At this moment, the corner of his robe was accidentally scratched by a chair beside him. Seeing this, Mrs. Yang hurriedly stood up, squatted down and raised her hand to gently smooth it off for him. Because she squatted too fast, she staggered obviously.

   But Master Yang stood motionless, as if he was accustomed to her movements.

  Shen Mingjiao frowned. Although it was normal for a wife to take care of her husband, she always felt that there was a bit of disobedience in her heart, but seeing that everyone around her didn't feel anything wrong, she didn't struggle anymore. It's just that she is too demanding of the two of them.

  Master Yang walked around the screen and sat down at Feng Lisheng's lower seat. Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was really silent, he smiled and said a few words on the scene. It could be seen that he was very good at communicating with people. After a few words, the atmosphere became active.

  The meals were served one after another, and Master Yang introduced several Luodu specialties to Feng Lisheng.

  Feng Lisheng nodded, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry." After speaking, he took the lead in raising his chopsticks.

   On the side of the female relatives, upon hearing this, they also started to eat.

  This Mrs. Yang seems to be in poor health, coughing from time to time.

  Master Yang on the other side of the screen heard his wife coughing, stood up quickly, and smiled apologetically at Feng Lisheng.

   "My wife's health is not good, let me go and have a look."

  All the officials in the hall were not surprised when they saw this, and some of them who had a good relationship on weekdays even joked a few words.

  Feng Lisheng naturally didn't know what to say. Originally, he thought that besides his reputation, Master Yang was really mediocre. Seeing that he loves his wife so much now, he thinks highly of him.

  Master Yang walked around the screen, walked to Madam Yang's side, and gently patted her on the back. He leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Why don't you ask someone to invite the doctor to come and have a look?"

  Madam Yang waved her hand: "Don't be nervous, Husband, it's an old problem, just take it easy for a while."

   Good night, the next chapter is working hard to add more