Yuan Suijun said in a deep voice: "At that time, it is better to let your sister-in-law continue to stay in Lushan Village. It will be more stable there."
Although he hopes to see Su Yueling every day more than anyone else, if going to Beijing means she will be wronged, then it is not necessary.
In the final analysis, it is because of his lack of strength. Even if he has the title of Sanyuan, he is still the number one scholar.
Yuan Suifeng glanced at his eldest brother, and it seemed that this was the only way he could do it. Alas, he had wronged his eldest brother and sister-in-law. It was not easy to see that their husband and wife had a harmonious relationship, and they were separated again.
If other Jinshi were to know what their brothers were thinking, they would probably be spit in their faces.
What does it mean to accidentally take a test too well!
If you don’t want to be the top pick, just give it to them!
Fortunately, they didn't know, otherwise Yuan Suijun would have caused a severe wave of hatred.
As the junior officials of Honglu Temple were running around from house to house, well-informed people in the capital knew what this year's Jinshi would be.
Naturally, the three who received the most attention were the top three, the second best, and the third best. Among them, Yuan Suijun, because of his reputation as the third best, eclipsed both the third best and the second best.
When he appeared in front of the ministers in official uniform the next day, many ministers sighed.
At this age, with this talent and this unparalleled appearance, he is simply the perfect choice for son-in-law.
Why did he get married so early?
To be fair, both Pang Wenshan and Xie Zhiyuan are good-looking, and they can win praises even on ordinary days. But they are standing next to Yuan Suijun...
Many ministers are murmuring in their hearts: Among the three, Yuan Suijun is obviously the one from a poor family, but his temperament suppresses the other two. People who don't know are still...
I thought that Yuan Suijun was from a noble family, and no one could match him in his grace.
Some veterans felt that Yuan Suijun's temperament and appearance gave them an indescribable sense of familiarity. However, they could not remember where this sense of familiarity came from.
A minister who had a good relationship with Wei Che also knew that Yuan Suijun had been living in the Wei Mansion during this period and had a very good relationship with Wei Che. He gently bumped Wei Che with his elbow and said, "Don't you think that the champion
Do you look very kind?"
Wei Che thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because good-looking people all have similarities, right?"
The first time he met Yuan Suijun, he felt kind-hearted.
The corner of the minister's mouth twitched - saying this was as if he had not said it.
Anyway, since I can't remember him, he shouldn't be a particularly important person.
After thanking the emperor for his kindness, Yuan Suijun, the new champion, had to lead other Jinshi to look at the rankings.
Yin of Shuntian Prefecture arranged flowers for Yuan Suijun, the number one scholar, and draped him in red silk.
It can only be said that good-looking people, even if they are wearing sacks, still look like immortals.
The originally tacky big red flower was placed on Yuan Suijun's hair, but it made his face look like a crown jewel, and his temperament became even colder.
He was riding on a tall horse, and his features were extremely handsome.
The common people in the capital had been waiting on both sides of Tianjie. Many wealthy families did not want to crowd with the common people, so they booked private rooms in the inn.
"I heard that the new top scholar is exceptionally handsome."
"No matter how handsome you are, can you be as handsome as Pang Wenshan? Mr. Pang is the most talented man in our capital. He is both talented and beautiful. I don't know how many ladies from famous families admire him."
"Definitely not as good as Tanhua Xie Zhiyuan. Xie Zhiyuan is the Qilin son of Huaizhou, and he looks like Pan An."
People from both the capital and Huaizhou have a sense of arrogance. Since this is the capital, after all, Pang Wenshan's momentum is greater.
When Yuan Suijun appeared, the bustling crowd instantly became quiet.
A foreigner looked at Yuan Suijun at the front with an astonished expression.
He asked the locals in the capital beside him, "Is this the Pang Wenshan you just talked about? He is indeed unparalleled. Although the two behind him are good-looking, they are still far inferior to him."
The local who was playing Pang Wenshan just now had a constipated expression on his face and said, "No, the one behind him is Pang Wenshan."
He added: "The number one scholar is usually the one at the front... He should be the new number one scholar, Yuan Suijun."
He never imagined that Pang Wenshan, whom the people in the capital were so proud of, would lose in appearance and temperament to a young boy from a remote village.
As for the ladies from the capital who originally came for Pang Wenshan and Xie Zhiyuan, they looked at the purses and bouquets in their hands, quickly changed their minds, and instead threw the things in their hands towards Yuan Suijun.
Fortunately, they were some distance away from the street, so most of the purses and flowers could not hit Yuan Suijun.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that these things were thrown at Yuan Suijun.
Some people were so excited that they threw the oranges in their hands.
Yuan Suijun almost got hit by the orange, if he hadn't been able to dodge quickly.
Even if it was him, his eyelids could not help but twitch. This woman from the capital was really quite tough.
He could not avoid these things, and Pang Wenshan almost died of envy. Originally, the admiration of these little ladies belonged to him. But suddenly a Yuan Suijun was born, who was better born than him, younger than him, and better than him. With good grades, he, a former talented man from the capital, was forced to become a mere foil.
It was so abominable that he wished he could help Yuan Suijun to publicize it, saying that Yuan Suijun had a family, so that they could give up and smash him if they wanted to. He was willing to suffer the crime.
When passing the Changle House, the largest restaurant in the capital, he subconsciously raised his head and happened to see a face as colorful as a spring dawn flower. Pang Wenshan recognized it as Xia Zhiyao, Su Yibo's eldest granddaughter.
Pang Wenshan remembered that Miss Xia had just had her engagement broken off some time ago, and he felt sorry for her. After all, it was Yu Dingquan who made the mistake, and Miss Xia was really innocent.
The next second, Miss Xia shyly threw the peach blossom in her hand at Yuan Suijun...
Pang Wenshan: "..."
Is he, the second in the ranking, so insignificant?
…
Upstairs in Changle.
Xia Zhiyao saw that the flower she threw hit right in front of Yuan Suijun, and she felt happy. She was about to show a gentle smile that she had practiced many times when Yuan Suijun looked over. Then she saw Yuan Suijun. Jun threw the peach blossoms she picked personally on the ground, her careless expression showing a bit of indifference.
Xia Zhiyao's fingers holding the handkerchief turned white, probably because Yuan Suijun didn't see her and didn't know that these were the flowers she sent.
Her maid whispered: "Miss, I heard that the number one scholar already has a wife, and her wife is the head of Weiguo County."
Xia Zhiyao naturally knew about this. She originally came for Pang Wenshan. After all, Pang Wenshan came from a noble family and was ranked second in the rankings. He didn't know how many famous ladies had dreamed of him. However, after meeting Yuan Suijun, At that moment, she was uncontrollably attracted to him. As if her hands had their own consciousness, she couldn't help but throw the peach blossoms at him.
She frowned slightly, "Yuan Suijun didn't bring his wife to Beijing for the exam. This shows that their relationship between husband and wife is ordinary."
Naturally, her maid could tell that her young lady was having a romantic interest. Remembering what the master had told her, she couldn't help but remind her, "The master has other plans for your marriage."
Xia Zhiyao bit her lower lip tightly. Of course she knew that grandpa wanted to betroth him to Fang Bo. According to grandpa, Fang Bo was the son of the eldest princess. If she married him, she could protect their Xia family for twenty years.
The glory and wealth of more than 10 years. The thought of Fang Bo's romantic face appeared in his mind, and Xia Zhiyao felt sick. Even if he is the son of the eldest princess, he grew up in the countryside, how could he be worthy of it?
She. Although Yuan Suijun also came from the same background, his magnanimity was extraordinary, and at first glance he was not a creature in the pool.
If it really doesn't work, just give Fang Bo to the second sister. The second sister's fiancé is only the son of a fourth-rank official, so he can't compare to the son of the eldest princess. She is doing this for her sister's benefit.