The next day, Fang Mansion received He Yi's invitation.
This time, the head of Fang Mansion accepted it.
Three days later, He Yi came to visit.
When she heard the news, Fang Xiu couldn't conceal her joy.
She was like a cheerful bird, wandering around the boudoir.
It was extremely rare to see her like this, even the eldest maid After Lan Zhi saw her young lady looking like this, her dislike for He Yi became less intense.
It wasn't until a while later that Fang Xiu calmed down.
She took a deep breath, walked step by step to her embroidery friend, picked up the needle and thread, and planned to embroider a square ropa, but after picking up the needle and thread, she couldn't calm down no matter what. .
She sat blankly in front of her embroidered friend for a long time, and finally took out the Hezhu Jade Qin and started playing it gently.
The leisurely emotion in the sound of the Qin made all the maids who knew a little about music lower their heads in shame. .
After all, she is just a young girl who has not yet been married.
She still cannot calm down when facing her life-long event.
In another part of the Fang Mansion, Chang Li was dealing with the letters in his hand.
These letters included invitations to participate in cultural gatherings, letters of report from the chief stewards of the Fang family, and letters from various places.
Secret security was the same in the end, but more important.
As for Fang Xiu's marriage, he didn't take it to heart.
Anyway, she is the one who has to marry now, and it is she who will walk hand in hand with He Yi in the future.
It is her own choice and she is responsible for it.
Of course, before handling her marriage, she must first reject the test letters sent by those who are interested in Fang Xiu.
Originally, such trivial matters could be left directly to the staff, but Fang Xiu is his compatriot sister after all.
He still had to work hard, so he had to come in person to reject the letter.
The thought of having to deal with these boring things suddenly made him feel troublesome, and his desire to send Fang Xiu away as soon as possible became even stronger.
Three days later, He Yi officially came to visit.
He also brought a classmate who also served as a matchmaker.
When the matchmaker stepped onto the door of Fang Mansion, his face was full of disbelief: "Brother Mingqian, you are serious, you did not lie to me. , If you are kicked out of the Fang Mansion later, I will never end it with you."
He Yi was wearing a green Confucian shirt and a Confucian scarf on his head.
He looked elegant.
He stood in front of the main entrance of Fang Mansion and ordered the book boy to call the door.
His eyes were rolling, and the book boy who looked very smart came up to call the door. , the main door opened soon after, and after confirming He Yi's identity, someone led them to the side door.
He Yi frowned subconsciously when he saw the side door that was not inferior to the main door of ordinary wealthy families.
Seeing his appearance, his friend quickly pulled his sleeves to tell him not to show too much.
The friend was still thinking in his mind that Brother Mingqian was good at everything, but sometimes he couldn't figure out some common sense things and had to rely on himself to make some pointers.
He Yi, who was reminded of this, suddenly came to his senses.
This was not a new century, but an old century with a strict hierarchy.
There were certain etiquettes that he had to abide by even if he did not agree with them.
Thinking of this, he restrained his dissatisfaction.
He walked towards the door with a calm expression.
The person responsible for receiving him was the chief steward of the Fang Mansion.
After all, he was the future husband-in-law of the eldest lady of the Fang family.
He could not be treated too lightly.
However, He Yi's unnaturalness at that moment still fell on this shrewd elder.
In the steward's eyes, he didn't understand anything on his face, but in fact he was already calculating in his heart.
While following the housekeeper, He Yi and his friend were also secretly looking at the Fang Mansion.
However, it was not as meticulously crafted as they imagined.
The details were carefully considered, but the whole mansion had a unique look to it.
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It has a simple and solid taste, and even those buildings that exceeded regulations that were left behind when Mr.
Fang Ge was still alive have been demolished.
After savoring this, the two people couldn't help but secretly nod.
They were worthy of being a noble family that could stand for a hundred years, and they were indeed cautious enough in their actions.
Naturally, it was impossible for the two men to lead them into the inner courtyard, so the place where Changli met them was in the reception hall of the outer courtyard.
This made He Yi, who wanted to meet Fang Xiu, a little disappointed.
Thinking of the study room where Bichang Li lived, it was undoubtedly much more exquisite, but it still showed craftsmanship, but it was just right for entertaining the two of them.
When they met the head of the Fang family, Fang Changli, both He Yi and He Yi were surprised to varying degrees.
Compared to He Yi, who had seen more of the market, the friend's loss of temper was even more obvious. of.
He stared blankly at the man in front of him who seemed to have the charm of heaven and earth, and the meaning of mountains and rivers, and murmured in his mouth: "It is really the wind god Xiuche, the world will not deceive me."
When He Yi saw the man who seemed to have walked out of a landscape painting, perfectly interpreting what it means to be elegant and elegant, he was shocked for a moment.
However, he was more mature in nature, so he quickly came to his senses, and then pulled A friend who noticed his loss of attitude and wanted to make him change his mind.
But his friend was still immersed in his own exclamation and did not react.
It was only after He Yi reminded him again that he got better.
However, after he woke up, he also realized that he had acted inappropriately and wanted to apologize.
But he didn't know where to start, and at this moment, He Yi pulled him to salute Changli.
Like the two of them, Chang Li also had the honor of being a civil servant.
He was forced to take the exam by his grandfather when he was nine years old.
Logically speaking, he should not have accepted the courtesy from the two of them so calmly, without even a return gift.
However, the two people who could salute did not feel anything inappropriate at all, and even the servants on the side felt that this was the way it should be.
This scene occurred not only because of the status of Fang Mansion in Jiangning, but also because of the family plaque of poetry and calligraphy enshrined in the Fang family ancestral hall, which was a plaque given by the late emperor.
Originally, with this support, Changli did not need to change the organizational structure of Fang Mansion, but in order to reduce trouble, he still ordered his subordinates to remove those illegal objects.
Now, Chang Li accepted these two people peacefully, and then ordered the maid to bring tea.
The tea was from the newly purchased golden altar, which was not the best, but it was not considered rude to use it to entertain guests.
After smelling the faint fragrance of tea, the two people's anxious hearts suddenly calmed down a little.
It seemed that the Fang family's impression of them was not too bad.
And He Yi looked at the flowing movements of the person above him, and a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes.
He was indeed Xiu Niang's brother.
He was indeed a man of great talent.
Judging from his appearance, he was somewhat similar to Xiu Niang, but he was better than him.
There are many Xiu Niangs, and it turns out that he is the son of the Fang family from Jiangning, who dominates all the famous people in the world.
He also thought of the elegant people he had seen in his previous life.
When compared with the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that he was completely different.
Without him, no matter how much the modern people were influenced by ancient culture, they still carried the same things with them.
There are more factors of modern culture than these native-born ancients.
A long sigh arose in his heart.
Sure enough, he had underestimated this era.
He had thought that even though Fang's son was extremely intelligent, he might not be able to match him due to the limitations of the times.
However, he did not expect that after meeting, this This idea was completely overturned.
You can tell a person by his appearance.
A person with this kind of bearing must not be a mediocre person.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the friend next to him without any trace.
This guy was obviously much more famous in history than the one before him.
How come the gap between the two is actually the other way around: