Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

Half of the twelfth lunar month has passed, and the end of the year is approaching. Many children in the capital who are on business trips have returned to Beijing for the New Year, and the capital suddenly became lively.

He Zhiji also returned home from Beijing camp early, and supervised the Spring Festival affairs with his father and grandmother.

The He family is also a well-known noble in the capital, and it will be the old lady's birthday at the beginning of next year, and the activities of this year's New Year's Eve cannot be taken lightly. Several people have arranged for the servants to prepare things early, from the small screen table to tea and fruit products, All are exquisite.

"This year's New Year's Eve, let your younger brother come with us to celebrate the new year." Ren Anbo called the eldest son to him: "The old lady in the Duke's Mansion is a lively person, and your younger brother is so cute, so I will personally hand it over during the New Year's Eve." Tea, it will be easy to get along with you in the future."

He Zhiji immediately realized his father's real purpose: "Dad wants to show the girl to A Yang?"

During the holidays in previous years, only the father and son Ren Anbo came out to walk around. Now calling He Zhiyang, who has not yet been crowned, is naturally not as simple as meeting each other. A noble family, every move has a purpose. You can also take a look at the appearance in secret.

Ren Anbo also admitted generously: "Yes, your brother will be seventeen next year. We have to look at this matter slowly. It's actually too late to start now."

The uncle's mansion was originally just a noble, but these years the eldest son was out in charge of the army, and the situation gradually improved.

It's just that He Zhijiyuan led troops in the Beijing camp and didn't come home often, and it was not easy to see a girl.

Ren Anbo felt that he had owed his elder son, and he was unwilling to delay the marriage of the younger son no matter what.

He Zhiji pondered: "Father, do you have a suitable candidate?"

Ren Anbo didn't answer but instead asked, "How do you see the current court situation?"

Now that the He family relies on the eldest son, Ren Anbo wants to hear He Zhiji's opinion on everything.

"Naturally, civil servants are in power." He Zhiji didn't hesitate at all: "Father sent A Yang to study in the Beijing school for this reason."

The He family has a title, no matter how poor they are, they will not let their children really rely on the imperial examination to get to the top.

The reason why the rich and powerful let their children go to the Imperial Academy is not because they want to have outstanding grades. To put it bluntly, it is because they want to get acquainted with civil servants so that they can help each other in the future.

In order to avoid the situation that the descendants only have empty titles, and the upstarts in the court and China do not know each other.

"I heard that he is on good terms with that kid from the Huo family." Ren Anbo hesitated and said, "The Huo family is the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, and their status is stable. His daughter is now in his boudoir. What do you think of this marriage?"

The Huo family is in a Shangshu, holds real power and has been commended many times, which means it will skyrocket.

He Zhiyang and Huo Yao hang out every day, regardless of their grades, they hit the right track and hit the favor of their father and brother.

Ren Anbo had the idea of ​​getting married, but He Zhiji was more cautious: "My son thinks that A Yang has developed an arrogant temper, and he has big ideas of his own. He still needs to nod in person for the marriage."

To put it bluntly, his younger brother's irresponsible scorn, don't get married at that time, but make a grudge...

Ren Amber shook his head when he heard the words: "Yes, he is a boy, he has a big temper and a delicate body. I couldn't think of what kind of girl to match him."

He Zhiji nodded: "Since Dad is interested, it is also an opportunity for His Majesty to open a new palace residence around the spring equinox next year. At that time, he will invite officials and noble daughters, and the children of the family to go to congratulate him."

To put it bluntly, this banquet for the honorable descendants was a large-scale marriage ceremony led by the emperor. On the surface, they smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries, but immediately changed the subject and began to ask about the age of your daughter and the appearance and character of his son.

He Zhiyang has the identity of the uncle's house, so he must be able to choose a decent in-law.

Ren Anbo nodded again and again: "As long as you are a stable and stable family, don't covet momentary glory."

These words naturally have hidden meaning.

Now that the factory guards are all the rage, many people want to marry Jin Yiwei and even eunuchs.

But for the nobles like the He family who have a long-term perspective, the most important thing when choosing a relative is to put these two types of people far away, and would rather choose an ordinary woman with a clean family background than these criticized hawks and dogs. running dog.

However, in the backyard of Bo's mansion, He Zhiyang is gnashing his teeth and seriously picking someone.

It's just that he chose the person who was going to meet Qiao Yue.

He Zhiyang gave Fugui an order: "Choose some ordinary-looking, ordinary-born, ordinary-talking, pleasing-looking body, but ordinary-looking, unattractive at first sight... A man who comes to the mansion to show me, Yin Zi Without them."

Qiao Yue probably only vaguely saw Pan Jun's figure, so he would choose someone with his heart, so that Qiao Yue would find his way back as soon as possible.

Of course, he didn't forget that he sent someone to leak the news to Jin Yiwei, and hoped that when Qiao Yue met, Jin Yiwei would come forward to take care of him, and he would get all the stolen goods.

It's not a waste of money.

Fu Gui is a servant of his family, he looks simple and foolish, and behaves exactly the same.

Hearing that his young master was throwing money at him to choose candidates, he rushed over with a group of people from the street immediately.

He Zhiyang sat lazily behind the desk and received them one by one.

"Master, this villain is a blacksmith on the East Street, and he retired from the army." A man in his early twenties said with a confused expression, "Your master is looking for someone, what kind of business are you looking for?"

The corners of He Zhiyang's lips twitched, it's fine for this guy to be good at it, but why the hell did he retire from the army?

Doesn't that mean he and Qiao Yue have endless topics to talk about?Perhaps after Qiao Yue saw her, he would meet again and admire him very much.

Does he have enough money to find a confidant for Qiao Yue?

How does this work?

He Zhiyang waved his hand and hummed, "Next."

"Young master, I... I am a failed scholar, and now I teach the children of the common people in the private school next door." This man was wearing a round-necked robe with a cloth belt around his waist, and spoke in a gentle manner: "If the young master's mansion has an assignment, I will also do it. Ke Zhiying, to tell you the truth, young master, I see that your mansion is a noble family hanging high, with a dignified appearance, and you will definitely be a general and a prime minister, and you will be rich and honored for generations..."

He Zhiyang frowned, looked at him from the corner of his eyes, his face was full of displeasure.

snort!

Qiao Yue could smile when he read the love letter, so he must be a person who likes literary talents and praises people.

This scholar is very flattering!If he met someone and sent out a love story directly, wouldn't it be cheaper for Qiao Yue?

Spend money on your own to make him listen to rainbow farts

This will not work!Absolutely not!

He Zhiyang waved his hand: "Next."

Fugui waved his hand, and the next man immediately followed.

After looking at five or six more, I still couldn't pick out a good one.

He Zhiyang held a small warm hand stove, frowned and shook his head repeatedly: "Next, next..."

The corner of Fugui's mouth twitched, and he stood in front of him: "Master, it's gone."

He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows: "??? I asked you to look for them, so you found these few people for the young master?"

Fugui: "..."

All the people he worked so hard to find were driven away by his grandfather like flies.

Fu Gui felt a little sad.

"No one is good! Did I emphasize that?" He Zhiyang had a headache: "You don't have to be outstanding in appearance, and you don't have to be outstanding. Be a passerby... Do you know what a passerby is? En?"

Fu Gui scratched his head and understood: "Young master thinks they are too ordinary?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, these people are all serious passers-by he caught from the road...

He Zhiyang took a sip of tea and suppressed his fire: "I think it's too unusual."

Fu Gui was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"Look!" He Zhiyang snapped his fingers, and said in one breath: "The first one is a retired sergeant, which is easy to be respected and loved by people, and the second one, who looks gentle and is a sycophant, makes people feel happy Lianai, the third one is only thirteen or fourteen years old, don't you want to love her after seeing it..."

He said a lot in a row, in short, whichever of these people were singled out, they all had something in common with Qiao Yue.

Fugui's eyes widened: "...Master, you are too fraternal."

Why didn't he realize that there are so many lovely people on this street...

"Go, go." He Zhiyang waved his hand: "Go and keep looking, find something more ordinary."

The two were arguing, when He Zhiji walked in, glanced at He Zhiyang and said, "Are you being naughty again?"

"I didn't!" He Zhiyang denied it categorically, his shoulders trembling in fright: "I'm studying."

"Oh?" He Zhiji said with great interest, "You invited everyone from the whole street to the mansion, are you studying?"

"Of course." He Zhiyang's so-called study was just made up temporarily. He didn't blink his eyelids, and continued to babble: "Confucius said: three of us, there must be my teacher. There are all kinds of people on this street, and naturally there are all kinds of people." A place to learn, and talking to them is also the way to learn..."

He Zhiji gritted his teeth: "..."

Forget it, now that the festival is underway, it's better not to beat the younger brother and make the grandmother angry and the house restless.

"Next year, Daddy will show you a girl." He Zhiji didn't care about his younger brother's psychological endurance, and said straight to the point: "You will celebrate the New Year with us this year, and spring will begin next year."

He Zhiyang was frightened, and quickly behaved: "Brother, I'm still young, I want to study, I want to take the imperial examination, such messy things, please don't disturb my studies!"

He is only sixteen this year, isn't this a sparkling early love!

"It's not too young, many people have already started to see each other." He Zhiji said: "The prince will choose a concubine in the next year, and the girls will enter the palace for a while. How many women of similar family background are there for you to choose?"

Everyone thought that it was easy for a wealthy family to talk about getting married, but it was actually very difficult.

The families in Manjing are right, and they happen to be in the same age, and there are only a dozen people on their left.

As a man, if you don't mention marriage, others will be one step ahead.

Of course, more and more nobles choose in-laws who are not stick to one pattern.

But after all, there are no honorable and wealthy families who know everything about it, which is enviable.

He Zhiyang looked to be seventeen after the new year, so he naturally said to see each other.

As for studies... I didn't expect him to win the title...

He Zhiyang turned around anxiously, happened to see the eaves of Qiao Yue's house through the window, and immediately stretched out his hand to point at the misfortune: "Look, Qiao Yue is two years older than me, why didn't I see their family looking at the girl, brother, what are you doing?" Not in a hurry at all?"

"How do you know that his family is not in a hurry?" He Zhiji raised his eyebrows: "Next year's Spring Palace Banquet, the Commander has already registered his son's name."

"What did you say?" He Zhiyang was shocked: "Qiao Yue...Qiao Yue is going too!?"

Seeing his younger brother's surprised face, He Zhiji thought that he was competitive and afraid of falling behind, so he deliberately smiled and said: "Yes, Jin Yiwei is also a noble son-in-law in the eyes of many people now, if you don't actively apply for the election, I'm afraid You're going to be left behind."

He originally wanted to arouse He Zhiyang's desire to win, but his younger brother was stunned in place, and said angrily for a while: "It's too bullying!"

He Zhiji: "?"

There is no daughter in his family, so who is bullying whom?

He Zhiyang's eyes were red with anger, he seemed to be the one being bullied, he didn't care what his brother said, and he was especially indignant.

How could there be such a person!

This side took the initiative to invite book friends to meet, and the other side didn't forget to actively sign up for the palace banquet to see the noble daughter.

This person is too disgusting!

He must help the noble lady of the capital to see the true face of this person!

He Zhiyang immediately raised his head and said stubbornly, "I want to sign up too!"

The young master wants to see, with him, Zhuyu, who is known as the number one son of Dongcheng, in front of him, which noble girl can fall in love with Qiao Yue!