The mad concubine of the group loves the world

Chapter 272 Astronomical Numbers
"He!~"

While the matchmaker was talking, she twisted her waist pretentiously.

I thought to myself, it was cold at night, and the person who sent me to say goodbye didn't send a carriage to pick me up, so I might as well rub the car of the hairpin mother-in-law back to the residence with the cheek.

So he got into the carriage with a smile on his face, and squeezed together with two nuns and a maid.

As the curtain of the door fluttered down, a strong and bitter smell of incense filled the entire carriage, causing Granny Hairpin to hurriedly pick up the handkerchief to cover her nose and mouth:

"The incense you smell on your clothes is really..."

"Hi~! This is all concocted by the old sisters who are familiar with me. I heard that many people in Beijing have spent a lot of money to buy it to honor the empress in the palace~ If my sister likes it, I will go to her to ask for it another day. Send some to your house."

Hairpin Granny smiled without saying a word.

But the matchmaker laughed even more happily, turning a blind eye to the disgusted look of the nun and maid in front of her, and started to be startled again after answering to herself:
"Oh! ~ If you want me to tell you, sister, just listen to me, no matter which family's son asks you to be a matchmaker, you just go back home! It happens that we live near each other, so why not talk while walking!"

"Our mother-in-law still wants to..."

The maid next to her opened her mouth quickly, but was interrupted by Granny Hairpin's voice as light as mist: "It's okay, since the Yao family is rude, I'll pretend I haven't been to Yao's mansion today, so you can tell me, what will Master Yao say?" of?"

"Oh~!" As soon as the matchmaker mentioned this, her eyebrows and nose twitched together, and she couldn't hide the disdain in her eyes, "Sister, don't think I'm late in the industry, but I've never seen or heard of this kind of people!"

Then, he described what he saw and heard in Yao's mansion today, with all the details and details.

It turned out that Mr. Yao Ting'an returned from Shaolu paddock with his wife and daughter this evening. The journey was bumpy and exhausting. After entering the house, even before he had a sip of hot tea, a matchmaker brought generous gifts to present portraits of the sons of noble families.

What is the son of Pingnan Hou Shen's family.

The second son of Zhen Guogong Fang's family.

The younger brother of Mr. Qiao, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites.

There is also the eldest grandson of the old master of Guozijian Jijiu Winery...

Each of them is from a scholarly family and a noble family, and there are not a few who hold important positions in the court. Each family not only sent a matchmaker to propose marriage, but also sent the elders of the clan to visit.

Logically speaking, it would be fine to receive them one by one, but Yao Tingan and Master Yao never expected that.

The matchmakers have all rushed together!

In order to be able to say that the Yao family is close, not only did the matchmaker do her best to praise her lord, but the elders of each family actually pieced together the glorious history of several generations of the family, and when they spoke fiercely, they even spoke loudly. Unobstructed.

Why does the Shen family's son-in-law have a habit of cutting off his sleeves, Fang's second son has several outhouses, Qiao's son-in-law has failed even a single exam, and he wants to be Yao Ting'an's son-in-law.
Not only were the old backgrounds of the noble sons exposed, but the officials from all walks of life who had always been diametrically opposed in the court also began to fight each other at this time.

Seeing that this trouble continues, the situation is out of control.

Yao Tingan had no choice but to make a big fuss about the dowry, and get rid of people as soon as possible.

"Mr. Yao's request is very simple. If you want to marry me, Yue'er, apart from three books and six rituals, the dowry needs to be paid in cash."

Hearing this, everyone snorted coldly: "Why is this so difficult? Master Yao just needs to say the number."

"If that's the case, then Yao will not be polite."

Yao Tingan smiled slightly, and ordered someone to take the abacus and put it on the short table next to everyone, and then turned around and sat on the rosewood chair in the main seat:
"As for the amount of the betrothal gift, Mr. Yao doesn't know how much it is. You may wish to fiddle with the abacus and help Mr. Yao calculate it."

Seeing that there was no objection from the crowd, he continued, "On this first day, Mr. Yao only needs one or two taels of silver."

After hearing this, everyone thought it was a big number, so they just rolled their eyes and picked an abacus bead.

"On the second day, the amount of silver should be double that of the first day."

Continue to dial up two.

"On the third day, the amount of silver is double that of the second day."

That's four taels, plus the three taels of the previous two days
This is only seven taels in total!
Everyone dialed the abacus in disdain.

"On the fourth day, the amount of silver is twice that of the third day, and on the fifth day is twice that of the fourth day. If this continues for a month, the betrothal gift will be over."

After Yao Ting'an finished speaking in one breath, the sound of crackling abacus beads in the hall came one after another.

Although everyone is not an actuary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, they think they can handle this simple calculation.

It's just that they looked confident at first, but after a while their faces gradually turned pale.

Unexpectedly, Yao Tingan, the Minister of the Household Department, opened his mouth so loudly that the amount of dowry he asked for was so large that he couldn't even calculate the amount of a two-inch long abacus!
After a long time of calculation like this, no one can calculate the number.

But what everyone can be sure of is that this number is an astronomical figure!

Even if the people of my own clan try their best, they probably won't be able to get it together.

Most people quit and said their goodbyes.

And there are also a few prestigious families who feel that Yao Ting'an is playing with him in front of everyone and is about to make a big disturbance in Yao's mansion, but they catch up with the left sentry of the Shenji camp to bring the general manager Yao Songming back. They are afraid of the people in the barracks. give up.

A lively and extraordinary courtship, finally broke up unhappy.

After taking care of the complicated affairs in the house and comforting his mother and younger sister Shuiyue, Yao Songming followed his father Yao Tingan to the study.

He originally thought that the Lu family brothers rushed back to Beijing today, and Lu Yunli and Lu Yunce rushed on the road with only Lu Yunce on the way. He wanted to join in the fun and propose marriage to his sister.

Recalling yesterday's drinking with the Lu family brothers, Erlang Lu Yunfan kept his three words close to Goulan Washe, and the matter of Fengyue was even more precious; Shilang Lu Yunzhao threw plates and bowls after drinking his head, and the cowhide was blown to the sky!
Really complied with that sentence, temperament and character, immediately after drinking!
As for the others, he didn't have much contact with them, and it would not be much better if he had a compatriot with a mother.

What's more, on the way back, he heard rumors everywhere in the streets and alleys that Liu Lang Lu Yunce even accepted the birth date of the girl from the Wang family. How can such a frivolous person be a good match for his sister?

But when Yao Songming tremblingly looked through the greeting cards one by one, he couldn't see the words Dingguofu in them, so he heaved a sigh of relief.

It happened that the family was discussing marriage for the younger sister Shuiyue, so they wanted to explain the matter to their father: "Father, my son has some ideas about my younger sister's marriage."

"Oh?" Yao Tingan didn't expect his son to come back from the Shaolu Paddock, and this was the first thing he mentioned to him, so he put down the copybook in his hand and said, "Let's listen."

"I won't say much if I don't understand anything else, but there is just one thing, no matter who my sister marries, she can't marry into the Lu family!"

After hearing this, Yao Tingan still maintained a mysterious smile: "Let's not mention this matter for the time being, I have my own opinion as a father. You came at a good time, and you recorded and arranged the Yanyin issued by the Ministry of Household two years ago. After dinner later, go find the records."

"But father."

"Okay, let's go and spend time with your mother and sister first, there is still something to do as a father."

"Yes. The boy is leaving first." Yao Songming bowed before leaving the study.

Seeing Yao Songming leave, Yao Tingan looked at the portrait in front of him personally sent by the official media of the capital, Granny Hairpin, and smiled with satisfaction.

It says, the son of the Dingguo Mansion, ranked sixth and seventeen years old.

He nodded, and pulled out a copy of the release records of the five Chief Secretary Yanyin two years ago from his sleeve, tore off half of the copy, and threw it directly into the brazier.

In the bright and dark tongues of flames, one can still vaguely see that the name of Yan Yin on each page is the same person:

Xiao Yanzhi.

(End of this chapter)