C63 (1/2)
This young man Xie Heng, even when his reputation in his previous life was extremely bad, was still able to bewitch the young talents of aristocratic families into confusion, and they all pounced on him as if their lives depended on it.
But now …
It was clear that the Old Emperor wanted to tear off all decorum with the Great Jin. Xie Heng had gone from a murderous Little Tyrant to a hero guarding the country.
The male and female seats were separated. Wen Jiu didn't even have time to speak to Xie Heng before he was escorted by Lady Wang and the other female disciples to the backyard.
It had to be said that the group of ladies and ladies gathered together were chattering non-stop. They were much more difficult to deal with than the men outside.
Especially since these people were constantly sizing up Wen Jiu.
She pretended that she didn't know anything and just smiled as she listened to the show.
The ladies couldn't bear to disturb him any longer, so they sat down to one side while suppressing their emotions.
The troupe invited was currently singing ”Peony Pavilion”, and on the stage, the performer's figure was dancing and his sleeves were fluttering. He was singing, ”Like these flowers and plants, you fall in love with others and die with their wishes.
The singing mood was sad and dismal. Wen Jiu was somewhat moved, but when he turned around, he found that all the ladies had already started to wipe their tears away with their pads.
Jin Er said in a low voice: ”Miss, do you want to use a handkerchief to wipe it?”
Wen Jiu, ”... ”No need.”
”This Du Liniang is too good at singing. I can see her crying at a time.”
”How can there be a young master like Liu Mengmei in this world …” ”If there really is …” Halfway through her sentence, Wen Jiu leisurely said, ”If there really is one, then it would be a person who could climb over the wall to pick red apricots.”
Everyone: ”...”
Wen Jiu's words were too direct. In front of so many young girls, everyone was speechless for a moment.
”Elder sister Wen.” A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl walked over to Wen Jiu's side, twisted the handkerchief and asked softly, ”Has General Xie ever been married?”
Wen Jiu was about to drink her tea, when everyone suddenly looked at her.
She took a sip of her fragrant tea and slowly asked, ”How's the marriage going? ”So what if she isn't married?”
The hearts of the tens of thousands of noble families rose and fell as she said this.
Someone said, ”We all respect the young heroes of General Xie.”
”That's right, that's right!” If not for him, the Dijing would have been in chaos this time. ”
”If General Xie …”
The last one wanted to say something but hesitated. Before he could finish, his face turned red.
Wen Jiu blew the hot air on his tea cup lightly, and said with a troubled expression, ”My elder brother doesn't allow me to say.”
Just based on Xie Heng's temper.
No one doubted her words.
”My big brother just gave me this glass hairpin. It's worth a thousand taels of silver. It's for big sister Wen …”
”This jade pendant of mine is not ordinary either!”
”And my hand …”
After a while, the crowd gave a pile of valuable items to Wen Jiu, her eyes moved slightly, these rich families' daughters were all precious treasures of their parents, there was no need to mention how they ate and dressed, giving out items was also something difficult to come by.
From the looks of it, Xie Heng was really worth a lot.
”Sister Wen, just tell us.”
The little girl said softly.
Wen Jiu handed over all the items to Jin Er without leaving a trace, and said with an unchanging expression: ”I have never heard of any marriage arranged by elder brother.”
Everyone secretly rejoiced, and then surrounded Wen Jiu and asked: ”What kind of pastries does General Xie normally like?”
”Is there any place he really likes to go?”
A girl held her breath for a while and asked, ”General Xie... What kind of girl do you like? ”
This was the most direct method.