female national teacher

Chapter 108 This is to slap him in the face!
Gu Yueling was worried about whether his eldest brother Gu Yuexuan would mess things up, while Ji Youxiang and his daughter were offering incense in Tianfo Temple to miss their relatives.

Tianfo Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Kyoto of Blood Shu Kingdom. Compared with the royal Buddhist temple, Tianfo Temple is more believed by the common people.

Ji Youxiang is fifty this year. He got married at 23 and had a daughter at 34.

In fact, at the age of 34, he has only one daughter under his knees, and in the Blood Shu Kingdom, he is definitely an old woman.

In Xueshu Kingdom, males reach Guan at the age of 16, and females reach Ji at the age of 15. Generally, if there are no accidents, they will have their own children at the age of 20.

So Ji Youxiang got a daughter when she was old, and there were rumors in Kyoto for a long time.

At this time, Ji Youxiang was wearing a dark purple plain shirt, with a crow-blue sash belt tied around his waist, with a pair of clear and bright eyes, a tall and tall figure, white and black hair, and a kind face , always showing sharp eyes when inadvertently.

No, he just had a clue about his daughter for a while, and found that her daughter actually had something on his mind.

Seeing that his daughter didn't say a word, Ji Youxiang had no choice but to ask softly: "Qing'er, what's on your mind?"

"Father, my daughter has nothing to worry about."

"You have learned the ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense. But, don't forget, you were raised by your father, how could you not know what kind of temperament you are? Tell me, today is your mother It just so happens that you are not too young, and you are sixteen now, so you should find a good husband and marry him."

When it comes to his daughter's marriage, Ji Youxiang can't help feeling melancholy.

Once the daughter is married, he will be the only old man in the house, and I'm afraid it will be even more lonely in the days to come.

Thinking of this, Ji Youxiang reached out to pick up the jug on the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and found his mouth full of bitterness after drinking it.

In fact, it's not that the wine is bad, but that he is in a bad mood, his mood is wrong, and the taste of drinking will also change.

Ji Qingya wore a pure white dress with a shawl and a tight waist, showing off her exquisite figure just right.Her long hair was tied around her temples with double rings, and a few strands of blue hair were left on her forehead, draped over her shoulders, looking careless, with a peaceful smile on her face.

"Father, my daughter doesn't want to marry yet."

"Don't marry? Don't you want to be an old nun?"

Ji Youxiang joked that he still knew about this daughter. She didn't want to marry because she couldn't bear him as an old man.

Ji Qingya looked at him feigning anger, and called him with a straight face, "Father!"

"Okay, Qing'er, you're not too young now. You were old last year, and I wanted to keep you by my side at that time, so I pushed away those who came to propose marriage. Now that you are sixteen, if you don't marry again, you will have to marry me." If you dragged yourself into an old girl, then it would be my fault, if your mother knew about it, she would definitely not let me go."

While talking, Ji Youxiang also looked at the spiritual tablet on the enshrining table, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

Hearing this, Ji Qingya lowered her head and said calmly: "Father, my daughter still doesn't want to marry. My daughter doesn't want to marry a man who has three wives and four concubines. My daughter also wants to have the love between father and mother, a pair for life. , hold your son’s hand, and grow old with him. If you don’t meet such a person, your daughter would rather be with the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha forever than face the days of jealousy and vying for favor in the backyard.”

"In other words, it's not that you don't want to marry, but you want to marry a man who only has you as his wife?"

Ji Youxiang immediately knew what his daughter was thinking, although he and his wife had a deep relationship, which was indeed unmatched by anyone.

But the crowd is vast, not all men are Liu Xiahui.

Ji Youxiang knew about his daughter's concerns, but he found that his worries were compounded by worries. Which of these dandies in the capital is not surrounded by concubines?
Ji Qingya said seriously: "Father, you can't force your daughter to marry. If you offend her, she will stay with her mother in the Buddhist temple today and will not go back to the prime minister's residence."

Hearing his daughter's threatening tone, Ji Youxiang shook his head helplessly, "Stop messing around! I'm not forcing you to marry now. Well, let's not talk about these things, let's talk to your mother well. You go Pour your mother a cup of the pear blossom fragrance you brewed yourself, so that your mother will be happy."

"Yes, father."

……

The next day.

When Ji Youxiang's father and daughter returned from Tianfo Temple, the butler of the Xiangfu presented the post written by Xiang Li Dengmen yesterday. Ji Youxiang looked at the post, his eyes brightened, and then he felt sad.

"Father, what's the matter with you?"

Ji Qingya had been standing aside, her father was reading the post, while she was looking at the Four Treasures of the Study on the table, she couldn't help being surprised.

This man is so generous in giving gifts!

She went to see these things two months ago and asked the price, which frightened her at that time.

Although she likes it very much in her heart, she still has no choice but to buy these four treasures so proudly due to the price.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his father's expression was quite strange.

Ji Youxiang handed the post in front of her, "Look for yourself."

Ji Qingya was a little puzzled, she reached out to take the post and glanced at it, her heart beat faster, and she couldn't help exclaiming, "How could it be him?"

When Ji Youxiang heard that his daughter had a problem, he hurriedly asked, "Huh? Qing'er, do you know this Gu Yuexuan?"

Ji Qingya didn't hide anything, and said directly: "In Qishuzhai, I met him a few times. Father, didn't you say that he was seriously injured and comatose, and died in bed? How could he entrust his uncle to come to propose marriage? "

"He moved to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing to recuperate, and his condition has improved, so the emperor also ordered him to inherit the missing title of the Duke of Protecting the Country."

While talking about what happened recently, Ji Youxiang was concerned about his daughter's expression.

He found that after he said that Gu Yuexuan's condition had improved, his daughter's expression actually became happier, which is rare!
If there was only a few encounters, the daughter would definitely not take it to heart, so why would she care so much about Gu Yuexuan?

Could it be that my daughter likes this kid?
Thinking of this, Ji Youxiang stretched out his hand to play with the inkstone on the table, but his mind was not on the inkstone at all, and he said nonsense: "Qing'er, you don't think this inkstone is very good, does it?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingya immediately refuted his words, "Father, this is a Duan inkstone, the top of all inkstones, worth 9 taels of silver."

"What? 9 taels of silver!"

Ji Youxiang was horrified, thinking that his current net worth is only 15 taels of silver, and he planned to use 10 taels of silver as a dowry for his daughter.

It turned out to be good now, this Gu Yuexuan came to propose marriage without seeing him, and dared to send him such a valuable thing, this is to slap him in the face!
Ji Qingya smiled and nodded, "Father, you heard me right, my daughter said that this Duan inkstone is indeed worth 9 taels of silver. I have to say, Mr. Xuan is really generous."

(End of this chapter)