"Even if I really don't deserve it, what can I do?"
Jealous in his heart, Han Chong's tone became a little harsh, "I can't decide on Nanping's marriage."
There is the Queen Mother and the Saint.
Besides, Han Chong didn't want to care.
When he mentioned Princess Nanping, he would think of Princess Yongjia who died young and the "heritage" of the Huo family that he missed.
And these will profoundly remind Han Chong: You are a fucking self-righteous idiot.
Han Chong knew that he had made a mistake, but he didn't want to admit it, let alone face it.
It would be good for Nanping to marry into a poor family.
From now on, people will no longer be of the same class.
Zhao Qingyun is the number one scholar, so what if he is a Wenquxing who is ranked sixth?
There is no family support, and as for the Huo family, the power in the military has long been divided.
Moreover, the Huo family is a member of the military, and there is a difference between civil and military skills. Even if there are some remaining forces, there is limited help if they want to.
It is impossible for Zhao Qingyun to bring substantial benefits to only Nanping Princess with a short title.
Zhao Qingyun could only start from a junior official of the sixth or seventh grade.
It may take several years, or even more than ten years.
And the most important point is that that damn girl from Nanping is weak.
How long she will survive is uncertain.
She is delicate and cannot bear to be wronged, and her husband's family is not her mother's family, so they will not tolerate her.
Zhao Qingyun's mother was still a rural widow, illiterate, vulgar and ignorant.
Even if she was wary of the power of the royal family, Han Jiaojiao was aggrieved by what she said inadvertently.
If you can't do it well, Han Jiaojiao will die not long after she comes in.
As for the royal family, in order to give an explanation to the world and the Huo family, they will definitely let Zhao Qingyun's family be buried with them.
...THE END!
Han Chong was thinking very happily.
Thinking that a genius like Zhao Qingyun might die in vain, Han Chong felt an inexplicable joy.
In the bottom of his heart, there was some expectation——
There will be such a day, right!
They are all dead, and there is no more genius, and no more "evidence" to remind the world that he is a fool.
Seeing Han Chong's firm attitude, Aunt Wu sighed silently and did not continue to persuade.
…
A few days later, three upstarts from Yijia paraded through the streets.
Under the "hint" of the Queen Mother, Han Jiaojiao appeared in a private room on the second floor of the No. 1 Restaurant in Beijing, looking very sick.
She leaned on the railing and looked down from above.
"Mingzhu has met my sister!"
Han Mingzhu and several boys and girls came to watch the fun.
As soon as they reached the second floor, they saw the Huo family's black-faced guards guarding the door of a private room.
Han Mingzhu was the most well-behaved person, so she respectfully came to greet her eldest sister.
Han Jiaojiao waved her hand casually, signaling Han Mingzhu to excuse herself.
She used to be envious and jealous of Han Mingzhu.
And she is always overshadowed by Han Mingzhu's light.
However, Han Jiaojiao will no longer feel inferior.
It's not her fault that her father is partial.
As for Han Mingzhu's excellence, Han Jiaojiao no longer cares!
Not to mention anything else, Han Jiaojiao had already defeated Han Mingzhu when she was reincarnated into her mother's belly.
No matter how favored Han Mingzhu is, she is just a concubine after all.
And she, Han Jiaojiao, was the eldest daughter of the Duke's palace, and she also had a title from the princess, as well as a generous dowry left to her by the princess's mother-in-law and the Huo family's maternal family.
She also has a "grandma".
Thinking of the weak woman in his memory, Han Mingzhu's heart softened.
Han Jiaojiao became less and less worried about Han Mingzhu and the like.
"Sister, you, do you really want to marry that number one scholar?"
Han Jiaojiao didn't want to pay attention to Han Mingzhu, but Han Mingzhu looked concerned.
Not fake, but from the heart.
Her aunt always told her that she and Han Jiaojiao were biological sisters.
Han Jiaojiao is the eldest sister. As the younger sister, she should respect and take care of her elder sister.
Unfortunately, my sister left home when she was young and always recuperated after returning home.
Han Mingzhu wanted to get close to Han Jiaojiao, but there was no chance.
Now, Han Mingzhu was very worried when she heard that her sister would be married into a poor family.
A humble family, a small family from a peasant family.
It doesn't matter if you come from a low background. The key is that people from different classes have different ideas.
I heard that the daughter of the uncle's house in the early years obviously brought a generous dowry and more than a dozen people as dowries.
As a result, when I went to my husband's house, I still had to do the work myself.
The daughter of a daughter who has been pampered for more than ten years has thickened her fingers and her face has become rough.
Washing, cooking, and burning, in less than a year, I was so haggard.
My sister’s body and bones are not good, and she may not be able to live long even if she takes good care of her. If she is bullied by her shrewish and vulgar mother-in-law again, then, then——
When I was getting together with my little sisters before, someone's daughter said: "If the princess really marries into a poor family, I'm afraid she won't have the chance to attend our banquets in the future."
By marrying off, not only does a woman suffer injustice, but she also "lowers her status."
For example, although Han Mingzhu was only married to a legitimate son, her husband's family was from the Duke's family.
In the future, when the palace and dignitaries hold banquets, Han Mingzhu will also be qualified to accompany her mother-in-law or sisters-in-law.
As for Han Jiaojiao, she can do it herself, after all, she is the princess.
But after all, he lacked some confidence.
After all, in this era, wives are valued based on their husbands.
If the husband is too weak, the wife will suffer accordingly.
In more than ten years, when we have children, class differentiation will become even more obvious.
For example, the older generation of Beijing ladies are from the same family and have equal talent and learning.
But just because they married different husbands, some became first-class imperial concubines, while others fell into the streets, or even died early!
Marrying is a woman's second reincarnation.
If you choose the wrong husband's family, you will have to return home for the rest of your life.
This is what Aunt Wu often said to Han Mingzhu, and Han Mingzhu deeply believed it.
Therefore, Han Mingzhu was a little worried after knowing that her sister might have to marry low.
Han Jiaojiao:......
She is not an angry person. Her mother's death was caused by her father.
Without Aunt Wu, there would still be Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wang.
Besides, Aunt Wu is really not a vixen who charms men.
They are really virtuous people.
The daughter she taught is also well-behaved, kind and beautiful.
However, Han Jiaojiao could not express her anger, but she would not get close to the mother and daughter.
Just be a stranger.
It didn't really matter.
As for Han Mingzhu’s worries, Han Jiaojiao said: DUCK doesn’t have to!
She, Han Jiaojiao, is not a pathetic creature.
Han Jiaojiao hummed a few times casually through her nose, and then responded to Han Mingzhu.
Han Mingzhu was used to Han Jiaojiao's coldness and did not feel humiliated.
Her little sisters, followers and admirers felt that Han Jiaojiao was ignorant and was arrogant and domineering relying on her status and divine favor.
"you--"
I don’t know whose daughter it is, but she opened her mouth to speak for Han Mingzhu.
There was a noise outside the window.
coming!
Han Jiaojiao's eyes lit up and she left Han Mingzhu and others behind. She leaned on the railing and looked around.
Sure enough, at the other end of Zhuque Street, countless people gathered around a group of people, slowly walking towards this side.
In the crowd, a young and handsome boy sat high on the horse.
His face is like a crown jewel, his eyebrows are like a painting, and he is dressed in bright wedding clothes, which makes him even more handsome and handsome, like an immortal.
Han Mingzhu and others were also attracted by the sound and ran to the window.
They stuck their heads out and looked far into the distance. Then, the boys and girls all exclaimed in surprise——
"Is that the number one scholar?"
"Oh my god, why are you so young?"
Knowing that the No. 1 scholar is eighteen years old and seeing the No. 1 scholar at the age of eighteen are definitely two different concepts.
The strong visual impact directly shocked a group of teenagers and girls.
It’s okay to be young, but she’s still so beautiful!
"... Wei Jie and Pan An in ancient times were probably like this."
A girl blushed and murmured in a low voice.
Although the others didn't say it out loud, they were nodding wildly in their hearts.
A handsome man, a living, real handsome man.
The little ladies were all excited.
Handkerchiefs, purses, bouquets, etc. were all thrown out.
Although the young boys are not so infatuated, they still appreciate it very much.
When a person's appearance reaches a certain extreme, there is no distinction between male and female, it is suitable for all ages, and it is suitable for both men and women!
Han Jiaojiao leaned on the railing with her hands, looking intently with her beautiful eyes.
She suddenly discovered that the handsome boy in her memory had grown into a handsome man.
For the first time, Han Jiaojiao didn't pay attention to Zhao Qingyun because of Gu Qingcheng.
This guy is pretty good-looking!
Han Jiaojiao felt her heart beating hard for no reason, and her mouth felt a little dry.
And her usually pale face was unknowingly stained with two blushes.
As if there was a certain destiny, Zhao Qingyun, who was riding on horseback, seemed to feel something.
When passing by the restaurant, he raised his head.
The two people's eyes met and entangled in mid-air, and then Zhao Qingyun smiled.
He was born extremely beautiful, and his smile was as bright as sunshine and as gorgeous as flowers.
"Oh my god, he's looking at me!"
"He smiled at me!"
"How beautiful! How can there be such a handsome young man in this world?"
"It doesn't seem so bad to marry such a good-looking person."
This face alone is worth the price of admission.
Not to mention, he is still a genius with a sixth grade.
Although the powerful people don't seem to value the No. 1 pick, there is one every three years. If you win the No. 1 pick, you won't reach the sky in one fell swoop.
But, what if one of your own children wins the top prize?
Even if you don't need to win the first prize in the examination, you can have many nobles and clans beating gongs and drums to announce it to the world.
Wu Lang of the Cheng family was just a scholar, but it became a plus point for him when talking about marriage.
Some of the boys and girls seemed to have thought of this section.
Looking at Han Jiaojiao, and then looking at Han Mingzhu, I suddenly don't know which of these two sisters is really pitiful!
Han Jiaojiao: ...You are pitiful! You all are pitiful!
I am the princess, I have a dowry, I also have my aunt, and him!
Han Jiaojiao ignored the group of boys and girls. She took out a purse and threw it hard at Zhao Qingyun.
Along the way, Zhao Qingyun didn't know how many purses, jewelry or bouquets were smashed, but he remained motionless and allowed those things to fall.
The moment Han Jiaojiao threw out her purse, Zhao Qingyun raised his hand.
The small purse fell steadily into Zhao Qingyun's palm.
Han Jiaojiao smiled, and her face, which had always looked dull due to her frailty, became very bright.
Looking at such a sister, Han Mingzhu suddenly felt strange.
PS: Ahhh, school starts tomorrow, I’m so happy and excited! Four months, the little ancestor tortured her old mother at home for four months. A certain Sa was also affectionately called "Fire-breathing Dragon" by his little ancestor!
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