Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 57

He found that these rice papers were somewhat flawed, but they were just right for beginners to practice calligraphy.Some rice paper had been written on it. When he picked it up and looked at it, he felt that the font was neat and graceful. The layman found it beautiful, but the expert felt that the skeleton of the font had a shape, and the foundation was good, but he lacked practice and the writing power was not enough.

"Wen Qing, did your parents enlighten you?" Zhao Mingtang asked, as long as this woman is given time and environment, she can grow into an elegant lady.

"Well." Xiao Wenqing said, "My mother said that she and my father started teaching me to read when I was one and a half years old. When I was two years old, I used a brush to trace red and practice the copybooks she wrote for me. "Her grandfather was a teacher, and her mother was also familiar with poetry and books. When she was young, her father would joke with her mother and said that if her mother was a man, she might also be able to pass the Jinshi examination.

Start to recognize characters at one and a half years old, and start to draw red at two years old?
Zhao Mingtang immediately knew that Xiao Wenqing not only had a Jinshi father, but also a mother who read poetry and books well. If Xiao Wenqing's father hadn't died of illness and was separated from his mother, they could definitely be trained by them to become a generation of talented women.It's a pity that something happened to her family, and she was resold as a maid by human traffickers, and she has been serving others since then, losing her childhood and girlhood when she was the easiest to learn knowledge.

Zhao Mingtang suggested: "If you copy your mother-in-law's handwriting from memory, there will always be writing errors. Why not buy a copybook and practice handwriting carefully."

"Mingtang, do you mind if I buy books to practice calligraphy?" Xiao Wenqing turned around and asked joyfully, her eyes shining brightly.She wanted to buy some books, but she didn't have enough money, and she was worried that her mother-in-law and husband-in-law would be unhappy if married women bought these useless things, so she didn't buy them.

"It's fine if you like it." Zhao Mingtang walked to the right corner, moved a suitcase away, took out a clay pot from the blocked wall hole and put it on the table, "Wen Qing, part of the money at home is kept by my mother. Some of them are kept by me. There are some silver ingots in this clay pot, you can take it yourself if you want to use it.” Then, he took out four small silver ingots from the small clay pot and put them on the table, and put the pot back to its original place , Move the suitcase over to block it.

Xiao Wenqing stared at Zhao Mingtang, hesitantly said, "Mingtang, aren't you worried that I'll run away with all the money in the house?" He already told her where the silver was kept.

Zhao Mingtang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you?"

Xiao Wenqing suddenly showed a smile blooming like a spring flower, "No, I'm already your daughter-in-law of the Zhao family." What she first saw was his enthusiasm hidden under his indifferent and stern face.Now that she has become his wife, why is she running away?Besides, there was a marriage contract between her and him, so it would be illegal for her to escape, and if she was caught, she would be scolded or even divorced by her husband.

Zhao's daughter-in-law?

Zhao Mingtang somehow flashed a dim light.Bringing four small silver ingots to Xiao Wenqing and putting them in her dressing box, he checked the contents of her dressing box by the way.

Xiao Wenqing's dressing box was empty, only a pair of yellowed pearl earrings, a thin silver bracelet with twigs, a silver hairpin, and a silver bracelet, not even a little expensive jewelry.Now, let her be like this; in the future, he will hold the glory and wealth in front of her.

After Xiao Wenqing combed her long hair, she closed the dressing box and stood up, "Mingtang, let's rest." She walked to the bed and spread the quilt.She hesitated a little and put the two pillows together.

Although tonight was the second time that the couple shared the same bed, Xiao Wenqing had already accepted the Zhao family and was ready to become the real wife of the Zhao family.

Zhao Mingtang was shocked when he saw Xiao Wenqing put the two pillows together.He understood Xiao Wenqing's intentions at the moment, but...

When Xiao Wenqing shyly went to bed, got into the bed and took off his coat and put it next to the pillow, Zhao Mingtang blew out the oil lamp, walked to the bed, took the pillow to the other side, and lay down.

Xiao Wenqing was taken aback, but she couldn't ask directly, so she could only keep silent.

"Wenqing, it's not yet time." Zhao Mingtang's hoarse and low voice sounded in the silent bedroom.

Not yet?
Xiao Wenqing was very puzzled when she heard this, but the woman's reserve prevented her from asking.He didn't say when, which means that he is healthy, but for some reason he doesn't want or can't have a bridal chamber with her for the time being.

After a long time, Xiao Wenqing said in a low voice: "Mingtang, I will be loyal to you, please don't let me down." Her goal at the beginning was to find a man to escape the sea of ​​suffering, but now she began to use affection for him silently.

Zhao Mingtang said in a deep voice: "You are my wife." He recognized her.

After saying these words, the two were silent and rested separately.Perhaps the second time was not as alienated and guarded as the first time, Xiao Wenqing slept deeply until she was woken up by the rooster crowing.

Xiao Wenqing, who was lying under the quilt, got up slightly, opened the bed curtain and poked her head out to ask, "Mingtang, do you get up so early every day to practice?" As she got up, her thin shoulders that were as smooth as jade slipped from her shoulders. It was exposed under the quilt.

Zhao Mingtang, who was getting dressed, replied: "This is a habit." He turned his head to look, and immediately turned his head back.In the darkness, her snowy skin seemed to be filled with faint white light.He couldn't help but gasped.In the early morning, the physiological phenomenon unique to young men suddenly became more obvious, making him feel hot and uncomfortable.

Xiao Wenqing continued to ask: "It rains and snows without interruption?" Sure enough, his voice now is different from the voice before going to bed last night.This voice is his real voice, but why does he use a fake voice in front of his own mother?Does mother know that her son has been talking to her with a false voice?

"No, I will rest at that time." Zhao Mingtang said, and hurried out with his guard's waist knife.

(End of this chapter)