Chapter 295

On hearing this, evening green blew up his hair and roared out loud and loud voice. But he immediately thought that he was in someone else's house. He could keep his voice down and blushed and said, "Gao's bullying too much! How could that be? Even if the ran family doesn't give the dowry, what about the wife's dowry? She swallowed it all? I'm not afraid I'll never have a son again if I do such a thing as this

Xing Niang closed her sleeve and said dully, "you have wronged Gao. How can she be a woman in the hospital? How dare you fight with the clan elders? "

All the elders of the clan knew that they had to hold on to ran Yan. Did Xiao want to climb? They didn't think that there was any lady in ran clan who could hook up the children of the clan.

"You mean Aya doesn't want to." Ran Yan did not use questions. She knew from the beginning that the father of the Tang Dynasty was short-sighted and selfish, but it was a state of admiration to be so short-sighted.

Ran Yan can connect the whole story with the story after a little thought. The five surnames and seven families have always been ashamed to marry the Pang family. However, after the chaos in the late Sui Dynasty, many of the houses of these big families were left with empty shells in the early Tang Dynasty The only way to show off their noble blood is through marriage and intercourse. At the same time, the gentry were proud of their family status, so they collected high dowry in the form of marrying expensive girls, and gradually formed a custom of "selling marriage".

Ran was the daughter of the Zheng family in Xingyang. The dowry sent by ran was more than 100 times more than that brought by Zheng. Ran Wen was deeply concerned about this matter, and now he has to ask the short-sighted one more dowry to Zheng's daughter. He is bound to be reluctant, even if it is his daughter.

"A Lang will compromise. After all, with Xiao Lang Jun's attention to his wife, there will be no less betrothal gifts I can't see these clearly, but the elders will still take care of the faces of ran and his wife. " Seeing ran Yan drooping her eyes and not speaking, Xing Niang thought that she was sad in her heart and hastened to comfort her.

Ran Yan curled up his lips and said with a sarcastic smile, "I'm afraid the clan elders have finally compromised. Only a small part has been given out. Otherwise, there will be no third uncle's list. In any case, the wool comes from the sheep, so it will be used to blackmail the third uncle. "

Even if ran agreed to get married, the elders were reluctant to misappropriate Gongzhong. In the end, they wanted to ask ran Pingyu for money, or they could understand that. In the future, ran Yan also knew where his mother's family was.

"Well?" Xing Niang reached out to take the dowry list and said happily, "here is the dowry of the lady!"

"What?" Ran Yan asked.

Xing Niang pointed to the lines on the far left, "this is the Chuang Tzu and the house where the wife married. Although there are not many, it's really good in places like Chang'an where the land is worth money."

When the Zheng family passed away, ran Yan was still very young, so the dowry of Zheng family could only be left in ran Wen's hand for the time being. However, it was not known who had lost the dowry in these years. These real estate were the dowry of Zheng family. Ran could not and did not dare to sell them off. For many years, no one in ran clan could be an official in Beijing. Therefore, these Zhuangzi and mansions are still idle.

"I thought it was from the third uncle." Compared with money, these places are more attractive to ran Yan.

In later generations, the house gives women a sense of security far greater than men, ran Yan naturally can not avoid vulgarity. So it's not unreasonable that most women are keen to accumulate real estate.

Ran yanqu fingered the dowry list, "there is still a shop in Dongshi When I go to choose my wedding dress tomorrow, I'll take a look. "

It can be expected that this pavement location will not be very good, but it is better than nothing.

In the morning of the next day, when the drum was changing, ran Yan sent someone to talk to Du, and led Wanlv and Xing Niang out of the house to Dongshi.

Yesterday's meeting place is said to be in Chang'an's largest xiuzhuang - Jinxiu Villa. Ran Yan personally preferred the style of Qi Luo Ji and Xu Wenchang, but for the sake of solemnity, he had to choose Jinxiu Villa.

There are many willows planted in front of the drainage ditch beside the road, which have already sent out tender green buds. There are not too many pedestrians on the road, and many shop assistants are still sweeping in front of the door.

Dongshi is still as lively as ever. Looking outside, ran Yan remembers when he went shopping with Xiao Song on New Year's Eve. In his heart, there was something overflowing in his heart, but he seemed empty. Unconsciously, I haven't seen him for more than a month.

The carriage stopped and the coachman said, "Lady Yan, it's time to go to the Fairview."

Ran Yan passed the brocade house before, hook and corner fight eaves, the two words "splendid" on the plaque at the door fly away, very imposing.

Night green first jumped out of the car, ran Yan just moved the body, then listen to the outside scream, not from the way, "what happened?"

"No It's OK. " Outside came the startled voice of the late green.

Ran Yan opens the curtain in doubt, and then faces the handsome Yan with a banter and smile. He is still wearing a dark purple round collar, wide sleeve clothes, and his hair is full of ink, just like the spirit of the past.

"What are you doing? Come down." Xiao Song mellow voice with a smile way.

Ran Yan Zheng for a moment, in his help under the car, "you don't go to court today?""The emperor is not feeling well today, so he will leave the court after he has ordered his Mao." Xiao Song sighed, "is the sky pitying me?"

"Xiao Shilang." As soon as Xing Niang got out of the car, she pushed him away with great skill, "just a trifle. Let the old slave come."

Xiao Song is always hard to squeeze back, so she has to look at ran Yan from a distance.

"You'd better go back to the official office. You'd better run out of your official time, and be careful that you'll get a copy of it by the ginseng in the imperial historian's stage!" Ran Yan is also very happy to see him, but she once heard ran Pingyu say that Zhang Liang, the Minister of the Ministry of punishment, is about to be transferred, and Xiao Song may be on top of it. Although this possibility is not very great, it is also very depressing to be listed in the Imperial historian's Taiwan reference book at such a crucial point.

What's more, he put ran Yan on the cusp of his heart, which was not helpful to ran Yan even though he was known by others.

Under the balance, Xiao Song felt that he would marry home in two months anyway. When the time came, he could see what he wanted to see. No one could stop him. So he no longer insisted. He said, "I'll go back."

"Well." Ran Yan said.

Their farewell has always been so straightforward, but this time ran Yan stopped to look at Xiao song when he stepped up the steps. However, Xiao Song was turning back on his horse, smiling at ran Yan. His horse's hooves lifted up the dust, and his wide sleeves swayed, and gradually disappeared in his sight.

"Lady! No one can see a shadow! " Evening green laughs.

Ran Yan stretched out his hand and gently knocked on her head, "the courage is getting fatter and fatter." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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