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Chapter 110(2/2)

Yang Ling was stunned when he heard this. This was much more beautiful than choosing the Hong Kong Miss Yan. The woman he selected was so beautiful. He couldn't help but blurted out: "Have you selected the queen now?"

The official of the Honglu smiled and said, "Yes, now the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager have chosen the eldest daughter of Xia Ruxia, the governor of the Central Army Governor's Office, as the queen, and also selected two daughters of the capital as concubines. They will enter the palace at the same time during the wedding. By the way, the Lord will go to the court with the Lord to ask for the name of the lower officials. I believe that the Lord is not familiar with these etiquettes, so you can take this book back and take a look."

Yang Ling took the two thick stacks of things and couldn't help but say with his eyes straight: "Is this... all the contents of the big gift I remember?"

The official Honglu said: "Yes, this is related to the local content you are responsible for. You must be careful. As an envoy of the emperor, don't lose your etiquette."

Yang Ling nodded and hurried home in a sedan chair with the two piles of things. He opened it casually in the sedan chair and looked at it. The dense small characters were all vertical, without even punctuation marks. Usually, he was still confused when he read some official documents, but he was dizzy when he saw this thing, and the sedan chair trembled again. Yang Ling looked at it and felt a pain in his forehead, and he really couldn't stand it.

Yang Ling returned to the mansion with the things. It was already half past afternoon. He sent the booklets into the inner study room. He saw that the young lady was not in the room. When he asked the maid, he realized that they had all gone to the back garden again, so he changed his robe and walked towards the backyard.

The courtyard is not small, and there are only three acres of land in a circle. It was not used much, except for a few fruit trees. There are weeds everywhere. Now, after Yang Ling's instructions, a piece of land has been flattened as soon as it enters the back garden. When the grass is shoveled, there are still several piles of loess on the ground. It seems that the construction has not been completed.

Further to the right is the vegetable bed that the young lady was taking care of. First, there were rows of bean shelves, which were more than one person tall, but then there were cucumber shelves, and finally there were various onions, garlic and vegetables.

Yang Ling walked past the bean bean field and had just walked past two cucumber racks. He saw a figure half-waisting and was watching the melon seedlings in the ridges. Yang Ling saw that it was her young lady, so he hurriedly got in. The melon field was very well served, with many cucumbers, and the yellow flowers on the top were still blooming brightly.

When the young lady heard the branches and leaves, she turned her head and saw that it was her husband who was back. She quickly raised her head with a smile and said, "My husband, what are you doing in the fields? Don't dirty your clothes."

Seeing that the young lady had changed into a coarse cloth clothes, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile and said, "You, it's so hot that you can't get airtight. Look, your land is hot. Now my husband is a prince, but you are not blessed."

Han Youniang raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat beads on her face, and said with a smile: "It's so uncomfortable to be idle. My husband is now a grandfather, not a prince. It doesn't matter if we talk here. Don't go out and say that, let some villains find fault with you."

Yang Ling gave her a blank look and said angrily: "I just mean that. If I don't talk about the king or the prince, should I say the prince, the prince?" He couldn't help but smile and said: "If I really become the prince, wouldn't you be a mother monkey?"

Han Youniang said shyly: "My husband is talking nonsense and always likes to make fun of others."

When she stepped forward, Yang Ling was afraid that she would knock down the melon seedlings. The ridge under her feet was soft again and she couldn't stand steadily. She hugged her body and yelled, sat on the earth ridge and broke a melon seedling.

Han Youniang couldn't help but say angrily: "My husband, look at you, you are born to be a landlord in the fields."

Yang Ling was already sitting on the ground, so he was not in a hurry to get up. He pulled the young lady's hand and asked her to sit on her lap. He sighed with emotion: "Oh, my husband knows that you have nothing to do in the mansion, but now you are a husband who is a mansion and you can go out to find a job. It's not easy to go out to the streets casually. It's really uncomfortable to be stuck in the mansion all day. Fortunately, there are Yu'er and the others, otherwise you will be even more bored."

As he said that, he had just saved himself from seeing Yu'er, Xue'er, Gao Wenxin and others, and couldn't help but say wonderingly: "Where are they?"

Han Youniang said: "They don't know how to prune branches, so they go to the front to pick vegetables."

Yang Ling nodded, kissed the young lady gently, and said, "It would be great if we had a child earlier, and the children would not be calm all day long, so my wife would not be bored."

Han Youniang's face suddenly turned red, and she felt a little uneasy. She looked at Yang Ling a little deflatedly and said timidly: "My husband likes children, but Young Mother doesn't even have any..."

Seeing that she was provoking her mind, Yang Ling hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, you're still young, let's talk about it..." He leaned closer to the young lady's ear and said, "We have only been in a room for four months. Whose wife is so powerful? She can hit the target with one shot? Haha."

Han Youniang twisted her shoulder uncomfortable and felt a little embarrassed. When Yang Ling saw her shy expression, she couldn't help but be moved. He saw that there was no one around and suddenly sang softly into Youniang's ear: "

Wife, wife, I love you. Amitabha bless you, may you have a good body, healthy and beautiful, wife, I love you, Amitabha bless you, may everything go well, we will not be separated, my love. It is you, you know I love you..."

Such a song could only be regarded as a country slang song in that era, but the lyrics of the tune were full of warm and sweet feeling. Han Youniang's eyes lit up. She happily held Yang Ling's hand and said happily: "It sounds nice, this song is so nice. Where did my husband hear such a good song?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Is it nice? Although my wife is a vulgar person, I think it shows my husband's love for you more than a rude wife. Just change this word to old... old..."

Yang Ling suddenly woke up and realized that her husband seemed to be a name for eunuchs, so he quickly changed his words: "As long as you change this word to your husband, you will sing it to your husband. Your husband teaches you, can you sing it to your husband?"

Han Youniang said embarrassedly: "My husband, I... I haven't sang a song before, so I'm afraid I'm not good at singing."

Yang Ling and Young Lady were rarely sitting together so intimately and chatting. She didn't care about the hotness in the melon field, so she held her hand and said, "It's very easy, come on, I'll sing it a few times first. If you listen to this song too much, you will become familiar." 3

..... ...

After dinner, Yang Ling went into the study and looked carefully for a long time. The two piles of things were all about the details of the book, the name, the election, the announcement period, and when will each event be held. How many eunuchs are needed, how many palace maids are ceremonial, who is the chief envoy and the deputy envoy holds the rituals, who is the edict, etc., and so on.

Yang Ling looked at the two thick books, and there were not many things that needed to be paid attention to. If it was excerpted and memorized, it would be much easier. So he wanted to go out to find Yu'er, Xue'er and a few others to help.

Yang Ling knew that these people like to cool off in the garden corridor at night, so he walked a few steps along the grape vines. Suddenly, he heard a humming voice behind the corner of the corridor: "Master~Master, I~~Love you. Amitabha Buddha blesses you, I wish you a good body, healthy and beautiful..."

Yang Ling almost fainted after hearing this. How could she tease her in the field in the afternoon? The young lady just refused to speak up. Unexpectedly, she came to learn singing at this time. It would be fine if her wife changed to a master, but she was still healthy and beautiful...

Yang Ling quickly turned over with laughter and cry, and saw a beautiful figure sitting next to the railing, boredly throwing the pool with a small stone, still humming in his mouth, and hurried forward to stop him and said, "Young Mother..."

The figure heard the movement like a rabbit hitting an arrow, and suddenly started to bounce. He screamed, then calmed down and said tremblingly: "Old... Master?"

When Yang Ling heard the voice, he looked carefully. The girl who wished her health and beauty was Xue Limei, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Xue Limei was busy in the field in the afternoon and was thirsty. She ran to the melon field to pick a cucumber to eat. She heard a few foreign masters teaching her wife to sing. She was so loud that she could not remember it after listening to it twice. She sang casually at this time, but she was caught by the master. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and her face turned red. She wanted to turn around and jump into the pond to drown.

In the distance, Han Youniang, Yu Tangchun and Gao Wenxin hurried over when they heard the screams. When they saw Yang Ling and Xue Limei standing there, Xue Limei was still timidly looking at this and that one.

When Yang Ling saw that it was broken, the women were afraid that they would misunderstand, so he quickly coughed and said, "I just wanted you to help me if I had something to do, but I was a little anxious. Unexpectedly, Miss Xueer was standing here, which scared her."

Han Youniang was relieved after hearing this, but Yu Tangchun refused to believe it. When she looked at Xuelimei's skin that seemed to be blistering red in the night, she was frightened. The little girl couldn't help but feel a sour smell in her heart: Does the master like Xueer more than me? Isn't I beautiful enough?"

Gao Wenxin quickly glanced at the people from different places, bowed and said quietly, "Did you tell me what did you do?"

Yang Ling sighed relieved and said hurriedly: "That's right, the emperor asked me to be the wedding angel and take the imperial edict to go to the Queen's house to ask for the title, but the etiquette booklet is too messy. I want to sort out what the emperor and deputy envoy need to do and what needs to be paid attention to. I will remember it all day tomorrow so as not to make a mistake."

When several women heard that there was something to do, they immediately threw what they had just done. After Yang Ling arrived at the study, it was easy to disassemble the thread-packing booklet. Yang Ling disassembled it into four parts and distributed it to them. He brewed a pot of tea and savored the tea leisurely and waited.

After the time, Xue Limei screamed again, and the eyes of several people couldn't help but concentrate on her. Yang Ling, who was a little unnatural, couldn't help but be overjoyed. Haha, she had this problem. Now Yu Tangchun wouldn't look at me like a spy while copying books, right?

Han Youniang couldn't help but smile and said, "Xue'er, why are you always shocked today? You can also be scared when copying books?"

Xue Limei blushed and said embarrassedly: "Sister, I...I just didn't expect that the deputy envoy of the emperor was still... still responsible for these things, so she was surprised..."

Han Youniang and Yu Tangchun, Gao Wenxin leaned over curiously after hearing this. Unexpectedly, after only a few glances, Gao Wenxin smiled slightly and returned to the table to continue copying her stuff. Han Youniang and Yu Tangchun blinked for a while, and ran away with blushing.

Yang Ling was curious, so he hurriedly stood up, leaned over with great enthusiasm and said, "What should I do? I'll take a look."

Yang Ling snatched the book and saw that the book was written on it, "Human Ethics Chapter: The above is to serve the ancestral temple, and the below is to continue the future generations. Then there were several pictures of the erotic palaces.

Yang Ling has seen all the real swords and guns, so he naturally didn't take this thing seriously. He looked down with disdain. The content of the activity below was that the palace was worshipped by the Buddha Huanxi, which was touched by the mechanism. On a certain month and a certain day, the deputy envoy of the wedding would accompany the prince to worship the Buddha Huanxi. The Buddha Huanxi demonstrated it and the deputy envoy explained the knowledge of intercourse.

Yang Ling couldn't help but laughed and said, "So it's these things, Hi! What do I think of it? What's the point of teaching this? Who doesn't understand this? I remember when I was thirteen years old...uh..."
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