[Quick Transmigration] Struggle History of a Winner in Life

In March of Yangchun, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom. In such a beautiful season, a relatively thin boy walked into the capital.He was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a faint smile on his face, and his whole body was very neat.

Looking at the prosperity and prosperity of the capital, Zhou Ji didn't seem to be indulging in it at all.He's 16 now, a big kid.In such an era, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a grown-up.

A few months ago, Zhou Ji's master asked him to come to the capital with a token, to be admitted to the Imperial College, and to study there.Then, get No.1 in the big exam a few months later.By the way, let's deal with the marriage contract that was made since childhood.

Zhang Yuanhou's Mansion is very famous because of the Holy Lady of the Southern Pope—Feng Nu.Without much effort, Zhou Ji found the correct location.

Hitching a ride to Zhang Yuanhou's mansion, Zhou Ji showed his token and handed it to the concierge. "Please tell me that your family friend Zhou Ji is here to visit."

The concierge looked at Zhou Ji's ordinary scholar's clothes, and then at the priceless Fu Lu Shou three-color phoenix spreading wings jade pendant in his hand, a little uncertain about Zhou Ji's origin.

I'm afraid it's a descendant of a poor family who came to the Hou's mansion to join him!The concierge thought this way, and asked Zhou Ji to sit down in a room, took the jade pendant and followed the rules, and reported to him layer by layer.

After a cup of tea, this priceless three-color phoenix spread wings jade pendant fell into the hands of Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou looked at the Fu Lu Shou three-color phoenix spreading its wings jade pendant in her hand, and her originally rosy face immediately turned pale.

"Yuyo has been here for 16 years, and it's finally here."

"What's the boy's name?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou calmed down and asked solemnly.

"Madam Qi, that young man is dressed in shabby clothes but has a good demeanor. He claims to be a family friend of Lord Hou, and his name is Zhou Ji." Don't dare to move.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou sat behind the screen, quietly looking at the Fu Lu Shou three-color phoenix spread wings jade pendant in her hand, with an extremely ugly expression on her face.

"Lan Ruo, bring me the box that Mrs. Ben put on the dressing table."

"Yes, ma'am." Lan Ruo bent her knees and stepped back.Not long after, the box on the dressing table was brought over.

This box has been on the dressing table for a long time. Every time Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou saw it, it was like seeing an enemy, wishing to cut it into pieces.

As Chen Fengnv's personal maid, Lan Ruo naturally knew what it was.Inside is the marriage letter of the princess who prevented Feng Nu from becoming the Prince Showa.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou took the beautifully carved wooden box with a sullen expression, took out a handful of small wooden lotus flowers from her close-fitting clothes and placed them on top of the wooden box.Like a flower blooming, the wooden box opened immediately, revealing a thin golden book.

Taking out the golden book, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou opened it, revealing the red characters inside.She looked at the names of both parties in the marriage letter, and it turned out that the man was Zhou Ji.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou's face became even more ugly. She took the Fu Lu Shou three-color phoenix spread wings jade pendant in her hand and put it on the marriage certificate.Unsurprisingly, the marriage certificate glowed red.

With trembling fingers, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou put the marriage certificate back into the wooden box and closed the keyhole.

"Come here! Return this jade pendant to Mr. Zhou, and invite him to the living room for tea. Tell Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Ben will be here soon."

With an order, the entire Zhang Yuanhou Mansion started to move, like a dragon and a snake rising from the land, with an earth-shaking potential.For this moment, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou has been preparing for a long time.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou closed her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and went into the inner room to put on her shirt.Right now, she has a tough fight to fight.

The body was covered with gorgeous silk, and the exquisite accessories were in the most appropriate position. Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou was calmly thinking about what was about to happen.

On the other side, Zhou Ji took his Fu Lu Shou three-color phoenix spreading its wings jade pendant, and walked forward following the steps of the maid.With a smile on his face, he looked very gentle, giving people a feeling of being easy to get along with.

"Young Master Zhou, please sit down. The maidservant will leave first." The maid said politely and then retreated.

"Yeah!" Zhou Ji nodded with a smile, and sat on the wooden chair.

At this moment, a row of maids came over and poured tea and refreshments for Zhou Jiduan.Then they stood silently aside, like a row of puppets.

"How is that boy?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou walked along the long corridor, accompanied by the running water.In the water flow by the corridor, colorful koi jump out of the water from time to time, and their beautiful fish tails draw a graceful arc.

"That boy looks very stable, unlike children of this age, who are as stable as Mount Tai. He has been sitting for half an hour, but there is no impetuous expression. Although he is smiling, he looks very gentle and easy to get along with However, the slaves have lived for so many years, so they can’t tell the difference. There is a sense of alienation in this young man.” The dowry nurse next to Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou glanced at Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou’s face, and her expression remained unchanged. replied.

"How old is that Zhou Ji, and how long is it?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou rubbed the brocade handkerchief in her hand and asked.

"I heard that he is 16 years old, as old as the lady. However, he looks smaller, his face is a little pale, and he seems a little unhealthy. He looks good, very handsome, and has a bit of the posture of the Hou Ye when he was young." Madam Wang replied.

"How is Zhou Ji's morality, how is it compared to Feng Nu?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou asked again, knowing the enemy and knowing the enemy, she will never lose a hundred battles, and she will never ignore any details.

Wang Momo was stunned for a moment, and did not answer immediately. She carefully looked at Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou's face, and then said: "Mr. He has never learned martial arts. Although he can't see the potential, he is already 16 years old. Even if he starts to practice hard now, he may not have a very good future. Compared with Miss Fengnu, it is a world of difference."

"It doesn't matter if you don't practice. The same is true for Prince Zhaohe. However, without the power, strength, and family fortune, you want to marry my daughter. You really want to eat swan meat." Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou With a cold snort, he clenched his fists with an unkind expression.

"Ma'am, is the marriage contract real?" Wang Momo asked unwillingly.

"My wife also wants to claim that the marriage contract is not true, but the token is real, and there is no problem with the name and identity, so the marriage contract is also true." Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou was also unwilling, but had to admit this fact.

"Back then, why did the old waiter order such a marriage for the young lady?" Wang Momo shook her head, "It's not that the slaves look down on people, it's because this young man is not worthy of the young lady!"

"If the father-in-law hasn't passed away, maybe you can ask the answer. But, is it still possible now?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou has a grievance on her face, dissatisfied with the old master's decision back then. "I really don't know that my father-in-law thinks so. Can such an ordinary person be worthy of Feng Nu?"

Accompanied by a squeak, the courtyard door where the living room is located slowly opened.The maid who opened the door knelt aside quietly without making any sound.

The bright sunlight poured in from outside the courtyard, shining on Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou's bright face, calm expression, and the wooden box containing the marriage certificate tightly held in her hand.

The Wang Momo who had talked to Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou earlier stood in the corner, covered by shadows. If you don't look carefully, it's even hard to find, and even the breath is barely audible.Obviously, this is a master.But he is willing to stay silent in the deep house compound, just to protect the safety of Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou.It can be seen from this that the background of the aristocratic family is unfathomable.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou, supported by Nanny Wang, walked towards the living room, walking slowly like a weak willow supporting the wind.Her hair was decorated with beautiful walks, and she wore a precious ring pendant, but she didn't make any sound because of her walking, which seemed a bit deep and weird.

Obviously, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou is not an ordinary person, she is also a practitioner.But it is also true, how can a woman who can give birth to the body of a phoenix be ordinary.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard are mottled, and there are more than a dozen big trees that can only be hugged by a few people around. The chilling feeling is like those trees standing straight up to the sky.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou walked through the courtyard, came to the living room, stopped, looked at the young man in the hall, raised her eyebrows slightly.

The boy was wearing an old Daoist robe that had been washed until it turned white. He had an immature face, straight eyebrows, bright eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.Just like Wang Momo said, she looks very gentle, but there is a sense of alienation in her bones, as if she is out of tune with this world.

The boy had no luggage by his side, only a simple money bag hanging around his waist.Even though Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou was in the inner house, her knowledge was not bad, she knew that it was a very valuable storage bag.Even in their Zhang Yuanhou Mansion, there are not many of them.

Such things as storage bags are very expensive, and they cannot be purchased without certain strength, influence and money.It seems that this young man still has a certain family background.However, it is much worse than Prince Showa.Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou thought so, and slowly walked into the living room.

The tea on the table has changed several times, and a lot of exquisite pastries have been eaten.The young man Zhou Ji still looked calm, he didn't see the slightest boredom, and he didn't feel resentment because of the long wait.

This is a difficult person to deal with.

Fortunately, this kind of person is often the proudest.

With her back to Zhou Ji, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou showed a determined smile and slowly sat on the first seat.

After entering Zhang Yuanhou's mansion, no one came over.For such a deserted environment, Zhou Ji did not find it difficult.Because, in that Taoist temple far away in the mountains, he has long been used to such purity.

The gorgeously dressed lady walked into the hall, Zhou Ji guessed the identity of the other party, it should be the wife of Zhang Yuanhou's residence.So, he got up and respectfully performed the senior salute.

After waving the maids to step down, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou sat on the first seat, took the tea handed over by Nanny Wang, and took a sip of tea silently.

"Ma'am, this junior is here for the purpose of retiring the engagement, please be considerate." The seemingly gentle young man said these words with a smile, and Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou, who had worked so hard to make him resign, almost spit out. of tea.

Putting down the teacup in her hand, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou coughed a few times in embarrassment.Then, he put the Jinpa in his hand aside.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou asked sharply, the coercion on her body seemed to be oppressing Zhou Ji.

"Mrs. Chen, this junior is here to retire the engagement." Zhou Ji said neither humble nor overbearing, and did not change his words because Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou was oppressed.

After hearing such an answer, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou expressed that she was very satisfied.Zhou Ji is a smart guy.Talking to smart people is refreshing.

"Since you are dissatisfied with this marriage, Auntie will not force you, so let's divorce!" Madam Zhang Yuanhou seemed dissatisfied, but she was extremely happy in her heart. This obstacle was finally gone.

A quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou looked at the golden book that had been reduced to ashes, and nodded in satisfaction.Of course, this will never be seen by Zhou Ji.

"It's hard work for my nephew to come from afar. Let's go down with the maids to rest! There are many beautiful scenery in the capital, so my nephew should go out and have a look if he has time." Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou gave orders and left the hall.

Zhou Ji didn't delay either, and followed the maid to a courtyard, where he read with peace of mind.This is Zhou Ji's goal to be admitted to the Imperial College and become No. 1 in the final exam.As for the marriage contract, it was not in his eyes at all.He could also see that Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou was very satisfied with his divorce.The coldness at the beginning was in stark contrast to the enthusiasm after the divorce.

Since both parties don't want to get married, why not push the boat along the way so that everyone can be happy.