Falling Talent GL

Cixian.

Qian Xiaoqiao was sitting in a high-grade tea house, dealing with a group of scholars, her father wanted to marry her, and she didn't yearn for any love affairs, so she didn't have any opinions.

But since they are all recruiting, why not choose a potential stock and invest well. If they can step into the officialdom in the future, it will be a big boost for merchants like the Qian family.

She looked at the men and women in the study building. The Qian family contributed to this poetry meeting, and there are many merchants who have the same idea, so there are many rich ladies here, scholars who want to take advantage of the wind and covet wealth. There are also many readers.

Qian Xiaoqiao found a seat by the window on the second floor. She was a little bored. She even began to doubt her father's decision, and also her own plan. Is it true that among these people who are climbing the dragon will find a potential stock?If he finds it, how can he ensure that he will not abandon the Qian family for greater wealth.

"What is Miss Qian looking at? Xiaosheng's surname is Jiang and his name is Xiejin. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to sit here?"

Qian Xiaoqiao glanced at the person in front of her. She looked quite honest, but her expression was a little frivolous. She turned her gaze back to the street outside the window, and replied casually: "Your Excellency, you can do whatever you want."

The girl in front of her was bright and generous, her expression was calm, and her eyes were alienated, which made people want to destroy this calmness even more.When Jiang Jiejin saw that she didn't want to pay attention to him, he didn't feel embarrassed, and sat down in a cool manner.

He followed Qian Xiaoqiao's line of sight to look downstairs and saw a familiar figure. A sly look flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be surprised: "Is Miss Qian looking at my cousin? Speaking of which, she is also stubborn. A woman spent several years and finally passed the Tongsheng exam, but unfortunately she had more than enough hard work and lacked talent, so she might not be able to make a difference in the imperial examination, Xiaosheng tried to persuade her many times, but she ignored it, and Shengsheng delayed her marriage."

After Jiang Jiejin finished speaking, he looked at Qian Xiaoqiao. Seeing that the person on the other side still didn't speak, there was a flash of eagerness in his eyes. Could it still not arouse her interest?When he had nothing to say, the long-awaited voice sounded, which was undoubtedly the sound of nature to him.

"I don't know what year your cousin is a child student?" Qian Xiaoqiao was still looking downstairs, but her unfocused gaze fell on a scholarly dress, with a handsome face, who was obviously a woman because of Jiang Jiejin's words.

The woman downstairs was talking with the boss in front of the bookstore. After a while, she saw her take a stack of manuscripts from the boss of the bookstore. Looking at her slightly poor clothes, Qian Xiaoqiao guessed that this person was helping The boss copied the book.She stared at the thin figure with great interest, it was the first time she was interested in people other than business in such a big age.

"My cousin is Baiyue's 22-year-old student. She was the same age as me. I could have entered high school earlier. I feel sorry for her being lonely and helpless, so I have taken good care of her academically..." It is rare for a beauty to strike up a conversation. Yixi, lowered his head and was about to have a chat, but saw the person across the table stand up, turn around and go downstairs mercilessly, leaving the teahouse directly.

"Shuang'er, go find someone, Baiyue's 22-year-old boy, whose surname is Jiang." Even her cousin, she should also be surnamed Jiang, Qian Xiaoqiao thought about it.

"Miss, there must be more than one person with the surname Jiang. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recruit. Are there other characteristics? For example, how old are you, tall or short?" Shuang'er thought to herself, isn't this embarrassing for the servants?Is it possible to inquire about every boy surnamed Jiang? She turned her head and thought, it's not impossible, but it may take more time and effort.

Qian Xiaoqiao chuckled when she thought of something, and said in a gentle tone: "There must be only one, you just need to remember that she is a woman."

Thinking of that overly handsome face and overly thin body in her mind, the corners of Qian Xiaoqiao's mouth lightly raised, and there was an admiration in her tone that she didn't realize, and a hint of desire to get acquainted quietly surged in her heart.

As Qian Xiaoqiao expected, there was only one girl among all the children, and it was only two years since the new emperor enthroned and promulgated the decree that women could become officials. At this time, to be the first to eat crabs requires not only ability, but also ability. And courage and tenacity.

The next day, within half a day, Shuang'er brought the news she wanted to hear: the scholar's surname was Jiang, and his name was Sanyan. He is not close, and he usually makes a living by copying books, and his reading is almost entirely self-study.

Qian Xiaoqiao listened carefully to Shuang'er's words, and tapped her right index finger on the desk. This was her subconscious habit. Whenever she was meditating, she would unconsciously bend her right index finger and tap slowly.

She began to frequent Shangpin teahouses, not for those scholars who claimed to be talented, but for those young men who claimed to be suave, just to look at that man when Jiang Sanyan came to the bookstore to exchange manuscripts every two days. Figures come and go.

"Miss, these are all men of the right age who are well-known in this county. The master said that it is best to meet them all." Shuang'er brought a directory, which recorded information on more than ten people, which were carefully selected by Father Qian. The choice of son-in-law.

The index finger of her right hand tapped the table lightly. Qian Xiaoqiao watched silently. A lingering smile appeared on the corner of Shaoqing's mouth. She picked up a pen and added a line at the end of the list: Jiang Sanyan, female, born in 22 years of Baiyue.

"Shuang'er, have the invitations been sent?"

"Don't worry, Miss, Jiang Sanyan Tongsheng from Jiangjia Village, I won't make a mistake."

After the appointment post was sent out, such conversations resounded frequently in the past two days. Qian Xiaoqiao tapped her index finger, with a smile on her lips, flipping through the books in her hand one by one.

The book is an ordinary children's enlightenment book. What is not ordinary is the person who copied the book. The handsome handwriting, although lacking a little strength, is as elegant as bamboo, which looks pleasing to the eye.

She never thought that there would be such a day, when she wanted to understand someone unilaterally, and wanted to get close to someone, Qian Xiaoqiao thought of the person downstairs in the teahouse turning around again and again, and occasionally frowning, and the whitening of the washing robe.

She couldn't think of other words to describe that feeling, the feeling that that woman gave her, clean, pure, and proud of not being five buckets of rice.

The time finally came for the day of the appointment. From the moment she stepped into the restaurant, Qian Xiaoqiao's heart was silently raised.This kind of secret joy and anticipation should be a pleasant feeling.

She didn't know what it was before, but now that she has a glimpse of it, she just feels like drinking old wine, rich and intoxicating, and only emotional people know the taste of it.

"Miss, we really want to recruit this girl to be my son-in-law." Shuang'er looked different from the past, lacking the sharpness and calmness in the mall, full of anxiety, her own lady with a peachy face, couldn't help but slander .

What's so good about that Jiang Sanyan? It's been half a year, and her young lady is like an idiot who has lost her sense of proportion, watching from afar, carefully falling in love, paying attention to each other's every move and every news, obviously so demeaning However, he was willing to do something, and he was not decisive in killing in the mall at all.

"Shuang'er, you don't understand, I'm so happy, as long as I think of the possibility of holding hands with her in the future, I can't help but yearn for her." Qian Xiaoqiao's eyes seemed to have a spring breeze, and the eyes that looked over were soft and gentle.

There were two knocks on the door, her lips parted slightly, and she quickly restrained her expression, hiding all the smiles in her eyes, but she still couldn't help showing a little expectation.

"Please come in."

"Miss Qian, Xiaosheng is not late, is he?"

"Why are you, what about her?"

"You said my cousin, she couldn't tell, so she just threw away the invitation. Xiaosheng thought it was too rude, so he went to invite her to make amends on her behalf." Outside the door, I saw the Qian Mansion sending invitations.

"Why would Qian Fu invite you?"

"It is indeed me." Jiang Sanyan's expression was light.

"It's a joke, it's impossible for Miss Qian to call a woman as her husband. I just don't know what it means." Jiang Jiejin looked angry, and his eyes were full of jealousy and hatred. This ignorant woman received an invitation to represent the future son-in-law of the Qian family.

"I won't go, Sanyan's ambition is not here." Jiang Sanyan turned and returned to the courtyard, not to mention her disapproval with the married businessman, but this Miss Qian who sent the invitation card without meeting her before, was inexplicable The behavior of sending invitations is a bit rash.

What's more, she is a daughter, how can she be the future son-in-law of the Qian family, it must be just a joke, Jiang Sanyan shook her head secretly, and was about to close the door, but was blocked by someone.

"You're losing face by doing this. Since you don't go, I, as my cousin, will refuse on your behalf, lest people think that our Jiangjia Village people don't know how to be polite." Jiang Jiejin's face turned red, but his hand holding the door frame Gradually, he worked harder, and his eyes were fixed on the bronzing invitation. He is a man, and he is better than Jiang Sanyan by many times. He should be the one who holds the invitation to the appointment.

The air became inexplicably tense, a wooden door seemed to divide the space into two halves, and something was confronting each other invisibly.

Jiang Sanyan was silent for a moment, her eyes were clear, she silently passed the invitation over, and said calmly, "Your cousin." Seeing Jiang Jiejin holding the invitation and leaving with a happy face, as if As if she had obtained some treasure, her eyes flickered for a moment, and finally she suppressed all the complicated thoughts in the deepest part of her heart.

"Jiang Sanyan, you need to concentrate on studying hard, and never think about those who are not you." How can a poor scholar like her be able to touch such a person who lives in other people's mouths and has infinite scenery? Jiang Sanyan ignores There was an inconspicuous movement in his heart, and he murmured a few words as if admonishing and restrained, and then closed the door tightly.

In the restaurant, Qian Xiaoqiao's hidden joy and expectation were gradually lost following Jiang Jiejin's words. She stood up expressionlessly, and said in a condensed voice, "Please let me know."

"Hey, Miss Qian, Xiaosheng...Xiaosheng." Jiang Jiejin prepared a basket of words, but in the end he didn't say a word. He angrily kicked over a bench, looked at the two masters and servants who didn't stop at all, and put the gun in his hand. The invitations were tightly held together before leaving depressed.

The author has something to say: The story here is to explain their past lives~

When you were young, did you ever get amazed by someone for a few summers, sweet and sad~