Ye Zhenzhen was silent in sweetness, not knowing that Cui Weizhen was in trouble.
The Jinshi parade marched forward smoothly, but suddenly the road was blocked by a huge crowd in front. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that an embroidery building with lights and colorful decorations had been built in front of them at some time, and someone was actually throwing embroidery balls here to choose a son-in-law.
The literary style of the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous. Every time a new scholar was released, he became the target of competition among various schools. It was not uncommon to choose a son-in-law from the bottom of the list. If it hadn't been for the rumors of fraud a while ago, those young candidates would have been divided up. How could they wait?
Now.
Unexpectedly, these people in the capital also resorted to all kinds of tricks, including throwing hydrangeas to select a son-in-law.
Throwing embroidered balls to choose a son-in-law has only been heard in storybooks, but rarely in reality. No wonder the people in the capital did not go to see the new Jinshi, but just watched the excitement of the lottery house - of course, the owner of this lottery house was also excited by them
main reason.
The person who threw the hydrangea to choose a bride was actually the daughter of the Minister of Rites!
Feng Jinqing, minister of the Ministry of Rites, is a third-rank official. She was the counselor of the current emperor before he ascended the throne. He had the ability to follow the dragon and won the emperor's respect and trust. His eldest daughter was given the marriage title of Princess Ke, and now there is still a second daughter to be named.
In the boudoir, she has already become the object of competition among various families in the capital, but she has been unable to find a way to marry her. Unexpectedly, she actually put on a hydrangea to attract a bride.
The wealthy young men who had already heard the news were eager to give it a try, and even the ordinary people were dreaming of marrying the daughter of a minister. Their eyes were shining, staring at the empty embroidery building, waiting for the lady to come.
The late Shangshu daughter threw away the hydrangea of fate.
They were not kept waiting for long, and soon a beautiful-looking woman wearing a sky-blue spring shirt came out from behind the embroidery building. This woman's ordinary clothes were no different from those of a lady, but her taste was slightly inferior.
The people were a little disappointed. They didn't expect that the daughter of the Minister of Rites would have such a magnanimous attitude.
But soon, they all knew that they had guessed wrong. This girl was not the daughter of a minister, but just a maid. "This little girl is a gift to all of you, fellow villagers and new scholars. I am a slave of the Minister of Rites. My young lady is still called boudoir."
In the meantime, I have asked for grace from Your Majesty and specially sealed off this street to throw embroidered balls to new scholars to attract their brides. If there is any offense, please forgive me."
It suddenly dawned on everyone that the candidates for marriage this time were new Jinshi scholars. The men who had missed the opportunity expressed their regrets and looked at the Jinshi people sitting in high positions with envy and hatred. They were envious of their good luck - being able to become ministers of the Shangshu Mansion.
Son-in-law, why isn’t this a great thing?
Even the maidservant has the air of a lady like a maidservant. You can imagine how graceful a real daughter of a minister must be.
In fact, the Jinshi were almost crazy with excitement.
The depression that was originally stuck here has completely dissipated, and what is left is only admiration and admiration for power. Only by being favored like the Minister of Rites, can you seek such grace. If you become his son-in-law, wouldn't it be a smooth career?
Almost all the Jinshis swarmed forward, even the gray-haired second-place finisher. He even glanced at Cui Weizhen defensively, lest he steal his chance to ascend to heaven.
All the gentleness and politeness before were revealed when it comes to interests.
This was originally the true nature of officialdom, but it was just exposed in advance.
Cui Weizhen still sat firmly on the royal horse, watching the groups of Jinshi swarming up like goldfish fighting for bait. A flash of irony flashed across his cold and handsome face.
What an ugly and greedy picture.
At this time, another white horse clattered closer. The person sitting on it was Zhou Xunting. He was wearing a bright red robe and a hairpin with apricot blossoms. He also looked like a romantic young man. Standing side by side with Cui Weizhen, it was really...
A radiant picture, even the people who were watching the excitement couldn't help but look at them frequently.
Zhou Xunting didn't have time to pay attention to those people. He touched Cui Weizhen's shoulder in a narrow manner and said, "The daughter of the minister is throwing embroidery balls to marry, why don't you go up? I saw it, your junior brother rushed to the front."
Cui Weizhen's younger brother was naturally Wang Yuxuan, the son of his teacher Wang Ruoling. This time, Zhou Xunting was lucky enough to be passed on to the second class.
Cui Weizhen's eyes fell on Wang Yuxuan, who was at the front, and his expression became more and more indifferent. It seemed that his junior brother had been vaguely hostile to him since he was a child. After coming to Beijing, he had never interacted with him except in front of the teacher.
After saying a word, he already knew what the other person was thinking, so he stayed close to him, barely maintaining the dignity of being a fellow sect member.
Now... he said calmly, "The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. It's normal for him to rush at me. What should I do for me?"
There was also sarcasm on Zhou Xunting's face, "But I saw that your brother-in-law also rushed up. What the hell is Feng Jinqing doing? Doesn't the hydrangea know who the bride is? If it is really the second pick who is half buried in the soil.
Xiangqiu, Feng Jinqing is also willing to marry Feng Yuran?"
Although Ye Jiajia's identity has not been recognized, the details of her and her husband have been thoroughly investigated by Cui Weizhen. As his friend, Zhou Xunting naturally knows the inside story, so when Xu Anhao wants to curry favor with them, he always
Once he avoided it, this was one of the reasons why he later turned to Xu, a state scholar who committed fraud, and was involved in the case.
However, neither Zhou Xunting nor Cui Weizhen will feel guilty. Everyone has to bear their own destiny and choices, whether they are blessings or misfortunes. They cannot blame others.
Cui Weizhen also answered the words, his dark eyes were unfathomable, "The daughter-in-law of the Minister of Etiquette's mansion is not just a legitimate daughter, but a concubine is also unknown. If I can exchange a concubine for a promising new scholar, what will happen?"
Why is this a loss-making transaction?'
"Yes! It's all my fault for being confused."
Zhou Xunting suddenly realized, "I was deceived by the illusion for a moment, thinking that Feng Jinqing's request for such a great favor must be for a legitimate daughter. I didn't expect that it would be a concubine... I think everyone present must have the same idea as me.
"
"That's not necessarily true."
Cui Weizhen said, "Those who can pass the Jinshi examination are all smart people. Although they will be deceived at first, if you think about it carefully, you will realize the loopholes in the maid's words. The next development will be Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait will
Already."
Zhou Xunting looked at Xiulou again. Sure enough, as Cui Weizhen said, many Jinshis with good backgrounds such as Wang Yuxuan had calmly retreated. Only Xu Anhao and other Jinshis with unknown backgrounds who were eager to get ahead still rushed forward impatiently.
Their status is that they are concubines betrothed to the minister, and they are also high-ranking.
Sure enough, it was Jiang Taigong who was fishing, and those who wished took the bait.