Even though she felt like she was being plotted, Qiao Yuyan had to admit that what Zhao Jinghai said made sense.
He didn't say that he would fulfill this promise before he expressed his feelings. He went to his home to persuade the whole family to marry Qiao Yurong, which was already considered a good character.
She really didn't have anything to say at the moment.
Otherwise, Zhao Jinghai knows how to be a good person. Today's visit was obviously arranged yesterday. She wanted to go to Qiao's house to discuss the matter, and she had promised him a long time ago, but he still brought a thick gift, as if he was really inviting her.
Qiao Yuyan acted like an ice man.
Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty, not to mention that this couple is interested in each other, so it is better to do it sooner rather than later.
After confirming that Wen Tingyuan would not come back tonight, Qiao Yuyan simply said hello to Mrs. Wen and drove directly to Qiao's house.
Seeing her coming again today, in the afternoon, Mrs. Xu thought something had happened, so she quickly threw the child aside and asked nervously: "It can't be that something happened to my uncle, right?"
Qiao Yuyan looked confused, "What can happen to him?"
"Hey!" Mrs. Xu waved her hand, "I also heard that it was my uncle's imperial examination paper at that time. He was so suppressed that in order to promote those aristocratic families, the Holy Spirit gave away my uncle's top three.
After pressing down, I got an Asian dollar.
Now it seems that many people here in Beizhili are talking about this matter! Especially the candidates in this subject."
Qiao Yuyan frowned, this was obviously not what she expected.
If Wen Tingyuan really wanted to be the number one scholar, it would just be a matter of one sentence.
After all, the ranking in the palace examination comes more from the preferences on the rope.
Especially for the top few, if they can reach this point, their strength will not be much different. He is the Holy Emperor's nephew, and the Holy One regards him as his only relative.
If he wants it, no one can fight for it.
Now that he is ranked No. 2, it means that both he and the Holy One have their considerations.
But he didn't expect that due to the changes in the political situation in the court, his matter would be brought out to attack him.
Qiao Yuyan didn't hear Wen Tingyuan say this, and the Wen family was in peace, so it must not be a big deal, so she told Mrs. Xu that this statement was all untrue.
Mrs. Xu saw that her expression was calm and not at all worried, so she nodded and said: "It's best if you think so. Although winning three yuan in a row is a matter of honoring the ancestors, in the final analysis, the imperial examination is also for entering the court and becoming an official. Now that it has
After entering the court, what you do in the future is the footnote of this life.
Instead of competing for the ranking in the palace examination now, it is better to actually do a few serious things in your position, so that you don’t have to worry about making a name for yourself."
Qiao Yuyan was a little surprised when she heard her mother say this, "I didn't expect that my mother would have such a high level of thinking now."
The two of them chatted and laughed and went to Ninghe Hall together. I heard that it was just because Wen Tingyuan left the kitchen door. She was really homesick and wanted to come back to live, but the old lady scolded her.
He said that there was a married girl who was still thinking about running home, so he sent Mrs. Xu to send gifts to the Wen family to apologize.
After all, he was not willing to drive Qiao Yuyan away, but instead ordered his subordinates to prepare food for the family.
In the evening, Qiao Weisheng and his brothers came back, and the family sat together for a meal.
From the moment she saw Qiao Yuyan, Qiao Yurong glanced over at her from time to time. However, she saw that her cousin had been talking to her grandmother and aunt, and it was hard to interrupt, so she endured it.
When Mrs. Xu asked Qiao Yuyan where she planned to live, she couldn't help but said: "It's troublesome to go elsewhere first, why not let my sister live with me! My place is clean and cheap, and I haven't talked to my sister for a long time.
Already."
Mrs. Xu joked: "Why didn't you say anything? Who was the two of us who spent the whole morning talking in a room yesterday?"
After all, it was just a joke. After Qiao Yuyan directed everyone to settle in Qiao Yurong's house, the two sisters sat facing each other and drank evening tea, and then they simply moved away from the people in the house.
Qiao Yurong's face showed a bit of anxiety, and Qiao Yuyan couldn't hold back her laughter, "Rong'er, Rong'er, you have today too. When have you ever seen you hold back your words like this before?"
Qiao Yurong's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She picked up the round fan and fanned it twice in annoyance, and then said bitterly: "I'm so suffocated. If it hadn't prevented the girl's family from intervening in my marriage, I would have been in Ninghe Hall."
I’m going to ask you.”
Qiao Yuyan sat aside and admired the shyness on her face. She just thought that her sister was so beautiful no matter how beautiful she looked. No wonder Zhao Jinghai decided to marry her after just a few days of exposure.
"Okay, okay, there's no one here anymore. Sister, please stop laughing and just tell me! Have you seen him?"
Qiao Yuyan stretched out two fingers and gestured in front of her, deliberately teasing her, "I've seen him twice."
The smile on Qiao Yurong's face froze slightly, and she said cautiously, "Then...has he told you, eldest sister? Does he really want to marry me?"
Seeing the little girl acting so cautiously and full of expectation, my original intention of teasing her was suppressed, and I really couldn't bear it.
Qiao Yuyan then told her the contents of her two conversations with Zhao Jinghai in detail. Qiao Yurong felt happy, shy, and at a loss at the same time.
He simply got off his seat and paced back and forth in the room.
After a while, she suddenly turned around and looked at Qiao Yuyan, "Sister, do you think what he said is true?"
Qiao Yuyan, who was drinking tea, paused and looked at her with some confusion, "What is true or not?"
"What he... said, he said he liked me, is this true? I... what's good about me? I've always been frizzy, average-looking, and lost my mother's upbringing.
He is only in his thirties, and he is already the commander of the Jin Yiwei. Man Daqi cannot find a few men who are more outstanding than him. How could someone like him like me?"
Qiao Yuyan looked at her and suddenly realized that in the eyes of people who like each other, they can only see each other's advantages.
Others thought that Zhao Jinghai was a martial artist, rough and with blood-stained hands, but when Qiao Yurong looked at him, she could only see his youth and potential.
Others think that Qiao Yurong is outgoing and not stable enough, but in Zhao Jinghai's eyes, this is brave and straightforward, and beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder.
She couldn't help but think of Wen Tingyuan, and when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that in her eyes, this man only had advantages and no disadvantages. It turned out that she thought it was because she had always regarded him as the Uncle Wen who protected him.
Thinking about it now, maybe it was because she only saw his good qualities.
"Sister!" Qiao Yuyan's voice sounded with some annoyance, and Qiao Yuyan suddenly came back to her senses. She actually wandered for a while.