Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 169 Choosing a New Home

It has been several days since I returned to the capital from Zhoushan. Perhaps because the news of Prince Xiang and Prince Rong being punished spread, no one dared to anger Emperor Sheng at this time, and the capital was particularly peaceful.

As early as the first month of the year, the wife of the Marquis of Anyang had already asked a matchmaker to come to the house to formally propose marriage. After Zhou Shanxing came back, the two families exchanged engagement letters. Now the Marquis of Anyang's mansion has obtained a good omen and has prepared gifts and visited the house yesterday. Jiang Xun and Shen Jiasui are officially engaged.

The two families were very busy because of this, but Shen Jiasui, a girl waiting to be married, didn't have to worry about these things, but she did have her fair share of worries.

At this time, the sunlight passed through the carved window lattice and fell on the desk in the house.

On top of it was an exquisite basket, and in the basket was a ball of silk thread of extremely fine quality tangled in a disorderly manner.

Several silk handkerchiefs were placed next to the basket. They were made of the finest silk, soft and smooth to the touch, and shimmered in the sunlight.

But they are all wrinkled now. Not to mention the mandarin ducks playing in the water, even the flowers in the corners are embroidered in different sizes and strange shapes, showing the poor embroidery skills of the person who did it.

Shen Jiasui: “….”

As the saying goes, every stick has its own strengths and weaknesses. Shen Jiasui is an expert at wielding swords and guns, so what if she can't embroider?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiasui pushed the basket aside and leaned lazily on the low table.

At this time, Bai Ji came in excitedly and handed the letter in her arms to Shen Jiasui, "Miss, Aunt Zhou has written again."

Shen Jiasui immediately became excited when he heard this. He took the letter and couldn't wait to open it and read it.

The letter from Aunt Zhou was to congratulate her. Shen Jiasui read it from beginning to end and saw the three words "Lu Yunzheng" at the end.

It turned out that Lu Yunzheng had returned to the Lu Mansion several times during these days, but he had not caused any trouble or looked for any problems. He just went to look for Mrs. Lu.

Aunt Zhou's spy reported that Lu Yunzheng seemed to have shed a tear in front of Madam Lu, but he didn't say much.

It looked as if he was extremely filial, knowing that he loved his mother, and went back specifically to accompany Mrs. Lu.

When Shen Jiasui saw this, he instantly understood.

There is no such thing as great filial piety.

Under her and Axun's guidance, Lu Yunzheng finally discovered that something was wrong with Gu Xizhi. He realized that he had been deceived and went back to Mrs. Lu to seek comfort.

She still knew Lu Yunzheng.

He was completely devoted to Gu Xizhi. Now that he realized that Gu Xizhi had betrayed him, the resentment and confusion in his heart had already surpassed everything else. Now he was determined to catch Gu Xizhi with his own hands.

The news of Prince Xiang's imprisonment had spread a long time ago. I don't know how A Xun convinced Lu Yunzheng, but he seemed to be convinced.

Now we just have to wait and see whether Lu Yunzheng can live up to his expectations and defeat Gu Xizhi.

The waters were getting deeper and deeper, and after two lifetimes, she finally felt that she had finally reached the bottom...

Shen Jiasui was lost in thought while holding the letter. Bai Ji reached out to tidy up the basket for his young lady. He saw the crooked stitches on the side and was no longer surprised.

This handkerchief will be given to the new son-in-law in the future, as long as he doesn't mind it.

The room was silent for a moment, until Bai Shuang, Ji Wan's maid, came over and said with a smile:

"Miss, the carriage is waiting at the second gate. We can set off now."

Shen Jiasui suddenly came to his senses and looked at the sun outside, only to realize that the time had come.

Jiang Xun selected several houses in Beijing and planned to buy one to be his and Shen Jiasui's new home.

Ji Wan was very supportive and had already gone to see the girl. It was agreed that when she had seen enough, she would be sent a carriage to pick her up.

"coming!"

Shen Jiasui first hid the letter carefully, then looked at himself in the mirror, but before leaving, he suddenly turned back.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

Baiji was waiting on the side, thinking that he had forgotten something, but he saw Shen Jiasui picking and choosing in the basket. Suddenly, he pulled out a handkerchief, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Let's go."

.......

The carriage drove all the way to Ningtian Street, and the surroundings became much quieter. Shen Jiasui lifted the curtain and looked around carefully. Suddenly, he saw a tall and graceful person waiting by the roadside in front of him.

Shen Jiasui's eyes lit up instantly and he reached out and shook his hand.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Shen Jiasui jumped off impatiently.

"Sui Sui."

Jiang Xun came forward with a smile on his face, followed by Nanfeng and Erfeng.

"Is this the place?"

Shen Jiasui looked up and saw the words "Jing Mansion" written on the plaque.

Jiang Xun nodded, and as he led Shen Jiasui inside, he said with a smile, "This family was originally a merchant from the south. They have been in Beijing for some time. The old man is old and eager to return home, so the family returned to their ancestral land."

"I've checked, and they're indeed a kind and good family. They've always been harmonious. Now it all depends on whether they can please Sui Sui."

Shen Jiasui felt a little happy when he heard these words, and then he heard Jiang Xun continue:

"Antian Street is less crowded and quiet outside. It has everything you want, including a large courtyard and a large study."

Jiang Xun carefully remembered what Shen Jiasui had said and said it one by one.

Shen Jiasui felt warm in his heart and tilted his head to ask, "Where's my mother?"

Jiang Xun pointed to the right front, his eyebrows unconsciously curved, "Aunt is in the main courtyard, she said she wanted to see... where to put the wedding bed."

After these words were spoken, not only Shen Jiasui, but also Jiang Xun blushed.

Baiji and Baishuang were tactful. They had already gone ahead to look for Ji Wan, not daring to disturb their own young lady.

Shen Jiasui followed Jiang Xun all the way inside. When they passed a moon cave gate, she suddenly plucked up the courage to take something out of her sleeve and handed it to Jiang Xun.

"Na——"

Jiang Xun paused and took it with curiosity.

At this time, Shen Jiasui said quickly: "Let me show you first. Be prepared. In the future, all the handkerchiefs you receive will look like this."

Jiang Xun had already unfolded the wrinkled handkerchief, his eyes fell on it, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he said seriously:

"Ah—it's mandarin ducks playing in the water. It's so beautifully embroidered."

Shen Jiasui: “….”

"Don't force your praise, this is a pair flying together."

Jiang Xun: “…”

Failed.

He was just thinking about how to make amends when Shen Jiasui nodded with satisfaction, "At least you can tell it's a bird, Axun. So, my embroidery skills aren't as bad as mother said!"

She reached out and was about to take back the ugly handkerchief, but she saw that Jiang Xun had already quietly stuffed it into his own sleeve.

Shen Jiasui: “….”

"You want ugly things too?"

Jiang Xun shook his head, "Not ugly."

Shen Jiasui grinned, "That's great. I have a basket full of them in my room. I'll give them all to you. One a day, no two a day."

Jiang Xun nodded happily. He cherished it so much since it was embroidered by himself every year!

When Shen Jiasui saw Jiang Xun's worthless appearance, he felt both amused and proud. He held his head high and walked towards the main courtyard with a proud and confident look.

Jiang Xun raised the corner of his mouth and hurried to catch up, but he waved his sleeves so quickly that the handkerchief slipped out of his sleeves and fell to the ground.

Bei Feng had sharp eyes and saw it first. He hurriedly took three or two steps forward to pick it up. When he unfolded it, he frowned.

"What the hell? A bird with a broken wing?"

Nan Feng came forward, took a closer look, and shook his head, "This is clearly a chicken pecking at rice!"

Shen Jiasui, who had returned with Jiang Xun, said: "......"