The next day, to An Yan's surprise, Wenren Jingheng actually came to apologize.
He came to Anyan's courtyard and bowed to Anyan seriously.
"Brother An, I was reckless yesterday. Sir, I hope you can forgive me."
An Yan still seemed a little reluctant when she looked at him. It was probably because his family knew what happened last night and forced him to come here.
Is that the advice of Wen Ren Yun or the admonishment of Wen Ren Jinping?
An Yan smiled and said, "I don't take what happened last night to heart. I just ask Brother Jingheng not to take it to heart either."
Wenren Jingheng just laughed, then took out a letter from his arms and handed it over with both hands: "Brother An, please give me a reply after reading it, so that I can go back and deliver the work."
An Yan took the envelope and opened it. On the letter paper were a few lines of beautiful words.
[My younger brother is young. I hope you will forgive me. My father will hold a poetry party in Huxi Garden on July 6th. I hope you can come. 】
An Yan gently rubbed the soft paper. The four words "I hope you can come" on it made An Yan feel a little itchy. The look and mood of Wen Ren Jinping when he wrote this letter automatically appeared in his mind.
The two of them had only met each other twice, so there was no deep feeling between them. However, the marriage had been decided, and it was inevitable that they had some special feelings for each other at this moment.
An Yan showed a smile on her face and said to the famous scholar Jing Heng, "Brother Jing Heng, please come in and have a cup of tea while I edit a book."
Wenren Jingheng didn't want to stay with An Yan for too long, but he was a little afraid of An Yan in his heart, and because of his sister's warnings, he had to show a respectful attitude.
An Yan returned to the study, stood at the table with a pen in hand, and began to think about how to reply to the other party.
In such an era, two people who rarely met each other could express a lot of things in a letter. An Yan thought about it over and over again, made gestures on the paper for a long time, and finally wrote only one sentence.
After gently blowing the ink dry, An Yan put it in an envelope and handed it to Wenren Jingheng.
"Brother Jingheng, please forward this letter to your sister."
Wenren Jingheng just said "hmm", then he held his hand to An Yan and turned to leave.
Shortly after the future brother-in-law left, An Yan received Yu Jingtang's summons and immediately rushed to Yu Jingtang's study.
After hearing from Wang Gui, the manager of the mansion, Yu Jingtang had just returned from the morning court, An Yan couldn't help but wonder what was going on when Yu Jingtang wanted to see her this time.
His marriage is currently being planned at the mansion that Yu Jingtang gave him, and he is just waiting for the official welcome.
In the study.
Yu Jingtang has taken off his court clothes and put on the round-neck robes he usually wears at home. His face is still cold and hard, which makes people feel that this is a person who is difficult to get close to.
"Uncle." An Yan walked into the study and bowed in greeting.
"Yeah." Yu Jingtang responded calmly while standing in front of the desk, his eyes browsing the books on the desk.
The pages of the book were turning, and An Yan stood quietly on one side without disturbing her.
After a while, An Yan suddenly heard Yu Jingtang's voice: "Do you want to be an official?"
An Yan was startled when he heard this. He looked towards Yu Jingtang and met Yu Jingtang's eyes, which were calm and calm, but seemed to be able to see through people.
Being an official means having power!
An Yan began to seriously think about Yu Jingtang's problem.
And Yu Jingtang continued to speak: "I remember you said that you have no intention of pursuing an official career, but only want a stable life, right?"
An Yan's mood calmed down at this moment, and he bowed to Yu Jingtang and said, "My nephew does not want to be an idle official."
Yu Jingtang looked surprised at first, and then sneered: "What a loud tone! What is an idle official? What is an idle official? Do you look down on low-ranking officials?"
An Yan said calmly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Being idle or not idle does not depend on the size of the official position or rank, but on whether he is in power and whether he can do practical things."
Yu Jingtang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "According to your words, do you want to be a powerful official?"
An Yan said, "If you want to be an idle official, it's better to have more leisure time at home."
"Then how much power do you want?" Yu Jingtang continued to sneer.
An Yan shook his head: "My nephew has never asked for power. My nephew is just an idler. He doesn't carry anything on his shoulders or worry about anything. He lives a comfortable and stable life under the shadow of his uncle."
This kid...
Yu Jingtang looked at An Yan thoughtfully.
After the morning court ended today, the Queen summoned him alone and said that she would give his nephew an official position.
Yu Jingtang knew in his heart that this grace was given to him and Wen Renyunjian. He didn't know whether An Yan was qualified to be an official. How could the Queen of Heaven know? Anyway, the person given to An Yan was definitely just a casual official.
He asked this question because he thought that An Yan once said that he had no intention of having an official career.
But what he didn't expect was that An Yan's reply was different from that day.
Yu Jingtang pondered: "If you were given the choice between a fifth-grade casual official and a seventh-grade official, which one would you choose?"
A casual official cannot remain a casual official forever. Anyone who has read a few books should understand this truth.
At An Yan's current age, as long as Yu Jingtang does not fall, it can be said that his future is bright.
An Yan said respectfully: "How dare I choose my nephew? If my uncle arranges it, even a nephew with no rank or grade will be willing to go."
Yu Jingtang looked at An Yan in front of him and was silent for a while before saying, "I understand, you can go back."
"Nephew, please excuse me."
An Yan also breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the study, thinking about everything that had just happened.
If he is really a fifth-rank official, and he is a young person with no fame, is Yu Jingtang really not afraid of criticism from outsiders?
But this is also what fascinates people about powerful ministers. The whole government and the public have the same opinion.
An Yan didn't know that this was the grace from the Queen of Heaven, but thought it was Yu Jingtang's own energy.
In the study.
The book Yu Jingtang was looking at just now was about official positions that were vacant in the court.
At first, when An Yan said those words, Yu Jingtang thought he had some ambition in his heart and wanted to do something practical.
But his subsequent performance made him see clearly that this child wanted to be not a minister, but a powerful minister.
This kind of thoughts is almost never concealed in front of him, or it can be said that they are deliberately exposed to him.
Yu Jingtang was not afraid of his ambition, but felt that he should have the strength to match his ambition.
A child of seventeen or eighteen years old, did you understand the book "The Way of the World"? He dared to show his prowess in the officialdom without being eaten up by others.
Put it on a casual job, be a mascot, and when you get married in the future, I will hear that it looks good.
This is best.
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Wenren Mansion.
Wenren Jingheng returned home all the way, entered the inner house, and handed the letter he carried to his sister.
"Have you apologized?" Wenren Jinping asked.
Wenren Jingheng curled his lips and said, "Please, he also said he doesn't care and forgives me."
Wenren Jinping nodded gently and said, "Don't do such rude things in the future. You also know that he will be yours... Anyway, you must respect him when you see him in the future."
No matter how reluctant he was in his heart, Wenren Jingheng did not dare to disobey his sister, so he could only respond: "I understand!"
Wenren Jinping glanced at the envelope in his hand, took out the letter inside and unfolded it. There were only five words in it.
[See you on July 6th]
Is it gone...?
Wenren Jinping had doubts in his heart, so he looked at the letter carefully and found that there were a few drops of ink outside the handwriting.
The image of An Yan hesitating when replying to the letter immediately appeared in her mind.
Are you afraid of writing too much about Meng Lang?
See you on July 6th...
He will come, he wants to come, he wants to see me...
Wenren Jinping's heart suddenly trembled, and his face became hot.
"sister?"
Wenren Jingheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears. He was leaning his head here to read the content of the letter.
"What did you write that took you so long to read?"
Wenren Jinping immediately closed the letter, gathered his thoughts, and said calmly: "Why don't you leave?"
Wenren Jingheng snorted with mock disdain, turned around and left.
"Miss, your face is so red." After Wenren Jingheng left, the maid Huanxi chuckled again.
"Did my future uncle write any love words?"
Wenren Jinping was slightly annoyed: "Stop joking around! Has Nan Chuang, the layman, entered the capital of gods?"
"How can it be so fast? Yunzhou is so far away, even if you are sitting on the Wind God Bird, it will take three to five days!"
