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Hearing that, Wen Jiu stood up abruptly.
All the servants and attendant s saluted in unison. The young man who walked into the main hall was dressed in a cyan official robe and had an extremely low official level. However, his face was cold and his body was covered in a cold aura.
Xie Xuan slightly bent his head towards the old lady at the main table, his gaze sweeping past Wen Jiu, and finally landing on him.
The cold-faced teenager asked, "Did royal uncle go through the wrong door?"
"Then what …" The noble officials of the Royal Uncle Yang had never seen him before, but today, they were stumped by this young man's words and almost went through the wrong door.
Seeing that, the court lady hurriedly said: "This is our family's Third Young Master, right? "The top scholar of this year's Imperial Examinations is truly a genius among men, like the dragons and the phoenixes."
The man began to praise endlessly. He smiled and said, "The top scholar has read many books, so he should know that a man should marry a woman. This is the rule set by the ancestors: if a man wishes to have a bright future, it doesn't matter if he marries later. "If I miss out on such a good marriage, it will be difficult for me to find her in the future, even with a lantern.
Xie Xuan said expressionlessly: "You don't want to do anything to others."
The Third Young Master's words were a bit too concise. Xie Wanjin continued to speak, "The Fourth Miss of the Residence of the Duke of An is also sixteen years old this year. Since it is difficult to find a husband like the Royal Uncle Yang, how about you two get married together? Everyone is delighted. "
"You, you brat …" Old Mistress An stood up in anger but suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.
Wen Jiu immediately had the maid support him.
Her Third Young Master would always keep her mouth shut, every word she said would anger people to death.
Duke An's wife held her forehead as she shouted for a headache.
There was a moment of silence.
Xie Xuan sat in the middle and leisurely drank his tea, "May I ask royal uncle, what kind of person is my Jiu?"
Royal Uncle Yang coughed lightly, "Good, Miss Wen is everywhere."
Wen Jiu, "..."
She felt that she had some strength, why did she become so strange in the royal uncle's mouth?
Xie Wanjin and Xie Xuan sat on both sides of Wen Jiu, and with an expression that seemed like an elder brother, they said: "Everywhere is good? That's a little perfunctory. "
Royal Uncle Yang choked and racked his brains to think of something to say, but just when he was about to speak …
Xie Xuan said: "royal uncle, where do you think is good, please write a poem."
Royal Uncle Yang's expression changed slightly. "This, this …"
The top scorer of the freshmen was sitting right in front of him. Wasn't he just making a fool out of himself by making a poem in front of him?
Xie Xuan looked at him, her gaze slightly cold, "What, you can't do it?"
"Alright!" "Of course!" Old Mistress An hurriedly continued, "Our royal uncle was also a famous scholar back then. Naturally, this poem was no problem."
Yang Xilin was in pain, but he could not say anything. He opened his mouth, but could not say a single word for a long while.
Wen Jiu touched the tip of his nose.
Tell the truth.
In her two lifetimes, other than others who said that she was good at earning silver, no one else had praised her, much less written poems.
Wen Jiu looked up and glanced at Yang Xilin. royal uncle's face was green, but he could not say a word.
She suddenly felt like laughing.
Xie Xuan suddenly looked over. He hurriedly adjusted his sleeves and sat upright.
The current Third Young Master was very hard to mess with. If they left later, this person would make her compose a poem to say what was wrong with her, and she really wouldn't be able to do it.
Xie Xuan's face was cold as he continued to look at Yang Xilin.
After looking at it for about half a cup of tea's time, he sweated like rain from watching a good royal uncle and did not manage to say a single word.
The hall was silent.
Xie Family was used to silence the moment Third Young Master came here. On the contrary, it was impossible for Old House An to stand, so she couldn't blame the Royal Uncle Yang for drinking a few cups of tea.
Xie Xuan asked: "royal uncle?"
"Thank … Lord Xie." Yang Xilin raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, "Wait a bit longer, a bit more. I'll be right there."
Xie Wanjin immediately interrupted him. "Your sister is very smart and makes money empty-handed, of course there are countless good things to see, royal uncle doesn't have to force it."
"Right, right, right. It's because the Miss Wen is too good, this uncle actually couldn't think of any suitable words to describe it." Yang Xilin looked at Wen Jiu, "But I'm completely sincere to the Miss Wen …"
Wen Jiu's hand that was carrying the teacup trembled, and almost directly smashed Royal Uncle Yang's face.
Can't you at least show some of your face?
Xie Xuan's expression became even colder: "My eldest brother had said a long time ago that he wanted to find the best youth in this world to be my husband for Jiu. Or a young man? "
Yang Xilin's face looked awkward, but he was unable to say a word.
An Guo said: "The royal uncle has thirty-two years of age! Furthermore, Miss Wen has long been betrothed to me. "
The Third Madame Xie was unhappy and asked: "So what if you promised? You promised that you would marry someone as old as your father? "
"How can you say that?" Old Mistress An's expression became extremely unsightly as she began to argue noisily.
Third Madame Xie was clever with his words. Old House An was used to suppressing people with her power, the two of them had exchanged blows for a few rounds.
The crowd became increasingly quiet.
Finally, the Old Madame Xie stood up and said, "If my Jiu wants to marry, we must marry her lover!"
The two people who had quarreled the loudest instantly quieted down.
Ah, this matter still depends on your decision, Miss Wen. "The elder took a deep breath and asked Wen Jiu.
Third Madame Xie pulled Wen Jiu and said: "Jiu, don't be afraid, if we don't like you, we won't marry!"
Everyone's gaze fell on Wen Jiu.
For a moment, she was in a difficult position. Now that things had come to this point, it would truly be a little difficult to not fall out and end this matter.
Just as Wen Jiu was thinking.
Yang Xilin suddenly stood up, and walked forward: "Miss Wen, can I have a few words with you alone?"
Without waiting for Wen Jiu's reply.
Xie Xuan said coldly: "How unbecoming!"
When Third Young Master said this, it was so loud that it made people's mouths go numb.
Wen Jiu rolled his sleeves, and laughed: "royal uncle, you and I have nothing to say, so we can't say it in front of others right?"
"Alright, there is indeed nothing that can't be done." Yang Xilin took two steps forward again and clasped his hands towards Wen Jiu, "Thinking back to the past thirty-two years, when I was leaning against the shade of my ancestors to live a rich life, married to a girl that my mother had taken a fancy to, gave birth to children at an age that I never did anything I wanted to do, and muddled along on the streets of the city for all those years. It was only until a few days ago when Miss Wen gave me some silver and helped me out of my predicament that I found out that there are still girls as good as you."
Wen Jiu said in all seriousness: "Then I'll lend you the silver, not give it to you! royal uncle, since you said this, I want to ask you a few things. "
Yang Xilin immediately replied: "You ask, you can ask anything you want."
Wen Jiu said very seriously: "When did royal uncle plan to return the eight hundred silver from last time?"
As he was speaking, the wind blew past him and he flew in.
The young man walked over with big strides, his voice clear and melodious, "Who wants to marry our Jiu?"
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Hearing that, Wen Jiu stood up abruptly.
All the servants and attendant s saluted in unison. The young man who walked into the main hall was dressed in a cyan official robe and had an extremely low official level. However, his face was cold and his body was covered in a cold aura.
Xie Xuan slightly bent his head towards the old lady at the main table, his gaze sweeping past Wen Jiu, and finally landing on him.
The cold-faced teenager asked, "Did royal uncle go through the wrong door?"
"Then what …" The noble officials of the Royal Uncle Yang had never seen him before, but today, they were stumped by this young man's words and almost went through the wrong door.
Seeing that, the court lady hurriedly said: "This is our family's Third Young Master, right? "The top scholar of this year's Imperial Examinations is truly a genius among men, like the dragons and the phoenixes."
The man began to praise endlessly. He smiled and said, "The top scholar has read many books, so he should know that a man should marry a woman. This is the rule set by the ancestors: if a man wishes to have a bright future, it doesn't matter if he marries later. "If I miss out on such a good marriage, it will be difficult for me to find her in the future, even with a lantern.
Xie Xuan said expressionlessly: "You don't want to do anything to others."
The Third Young Master's words were a bit too concise. Xie Wanjin continued to speak, "The Fourth Miss of the Residence of the Duke of An is also sixteen years old this year. Since it is difficult to find a husband like the Royal Uncle Yang, how about you two get married together? Everyone is delighted. "
"You, you brat …" Old Mistress An stood up in anger but suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.
Wen Jiu immediately had the maid support him.
Her Third Young Master would always keep her mouth shut, every word she said would anger people to death.
Duke An's wife held her forehead as she shouted for a headache.
There was a moment of silence.
Xie Xuan sat in the middle and leisurely drank his tea, "May I ask royal uncle, what kind of person is my Jiu?"
Royal Uncle Yang coughed lightly, "Good, Miss Wen is everywhere."
Wen Jiu, "..."
She felt that she had some strength, why did she become so strange in the royal uncle's mouth?
Xie Wanjin and Xie Xuan sat on both sides of Wen Jiu, and with an expression that seemed like an elder brother, they said: "Everywhere is good? That's a little perfunctory. "
Royal Uncle Yang choked and racked his brains to think of something to say, but just when he was about to speak …
Xie Xuan said: "royal uncle, where do you think is good, please write a poem."
Royal Uncle Yang's expression changed slightly. "This, this …"
The top scorer of the freshmen was sitting right in front of him. Wasn't he just making a fool out of himself by making a poem in front of him?
Xie Xuan looked at him, her gaze slightly cold, "What, you can't do it?"
"Alright!" "Of course!" Old Mistress An hurriedly continued, "Our royal uncle was also a famous scholar back then. Naturally, this poem was no problem."
Yang Xilin was in pain, but he could not say anything. He opened his mouth, but could not say a single word for a long while.
Wen Jiu touched the tip of his nose.
Tell the truth.
In her two lifetimes, other than others who said that she was good at earning silver, no one else had praised her, much less written poems.
Wen Jiu looked up and glanced at Yang Xilin. royal uncle's face was green, but he could not say a word.
She suddenly felt like laughing.
Xie Xuan suddenly looked over. He hurriedly adjusted his sleeves and sat upright.
The current Third Young Master was very hard to mess with. If they left later, this person would make her compose a poem to say what was wrong with her, and she really wouldn't be able to do it.
Xie Xuan's face was cold as he continued to look at Yang Xilin.
After looking at it for about half a cup of tea's time, he sweated like rain from watching a good royal uncle and did not manage to say a single word.
The hall was silent.
Xie Family was used to silence the moment Third Young Master came here. On the contrary, it was impossible for Old House An to stand, so she couldn't blame the Royal Uncle Yang for drinking a few cups of tea.
Xie Xuan asked: "royal uncle?"
"Thank … Lord Xie." Yang Xilin raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, "Wait a bit longer, a bit more. I'll be right there."
Xie Wanjin immediately interrupted him. "Your sister is very smart and makes money empty-handed, of course there are countless good things to see, royal uncle doesn't have to force it."
"Right, right, right. It's because the Miss Wen is too good, this uncle actually couldn't think of any suitable words to describe it." Yang Xilin looked at Wen Jiu, "But I'm completely sincere to the Miss Wen …"
Wen Jiu's hand that was carrying the teacup trembled, and almost directly smashed Royal Uncle Yang's face.
Can't you at least show some of your face?
Xie Xuan's expression became even colder: "My eldest brother had said a long time ago that he wanted to find the best youth in this world to be my husband for Jiu. Or a young man? "
Yang Xilin's face looked awkward, but he was unable to say a word.
An Guo said: "The royal uncle has thirty-two years of age! Furthermore, Miss Wen has long been betrothed to me. "
The Third Madame Xie was unhappy and asked: "So what if you promised? You promised that you would marry someone as old as your father? "
"How can you say that?" Old Mistress An's expression became extremely unsightly as she began to argue noisily.
Third Madame Xie was clever with his words. Old House An was used to suppressing people with her power, the two of them had exchanged blows for a few rounds.
The crowd became increasingly quiet.
Finally, the Old Madame Xie stood up and said, "If my Jiu wants to marry, we must marry her lover!"
The two people who had quarreled the loudest instantly quieted down.
Ah, this matter still depends on your decision, Miss Wen. "The elder took a deep breath and asked Wen Jiu.
Third Madame Xie pulled Wen Jiu and said: "Jiu, don't be afraid, if we don't like you, we won't marry!"
Everyone's gaze fell on Wen Jiu.
For a moment, she was in a difficult position. Now that things had come to this point, it would truly be a little difficult to not fall out and end this matter.
Just as Wen Jiu was thinking.
Yang Xilin suddenly stood up, and walked forward: "Miss Wen, can I have a few words with you alone?"
Without waiting for Wen Jiu's reply.
Xie Xuan said coldly: "How unbecoming!"
When Third Young Master said this, it was so loud that it made people's mouths go numb.
Wen Jiu rolled his sleeves, and laughed: "royal uncle, you and I have nothing to say, so we can't say it in front of others right?"
"Alright, there is indeed nothing that can't be done." Yang Xilin took two steps forward again and clasped his hands towards Wen Jiu, "Thinking back to the past thirty-two years, when I was leaning against the shade of my ancestors to live a rich life, married to a girl that my mother had taken a fancy to, gave birth to children at an age that I never did anything I wanted to do, and muddled along on the streets of the city for all those years. It was only until a few days ago when Miss Wen gave me some silver and helped me out of my predicament that I found out that there are still girls as good as you."
Wen Jiu said in all seriousness: "Then I'll lend you the silver, not give it to you! royal uncle, since you said this, I want to ask you a few things. "
Yang Xilin immediately replied: "You ask, you can ask anything you want."
Wen Jiu said very seriously: "When did royal uncle plan to return the eight hundred silver from last time?"
As he was speaking, the wind blew past him and he flew in.
The young man walked over with big strides, his voice clear and melodious, "Who wants to marry our Jiu?"
Hearing that, Wen Jiu stood up abruptly.All the servants and attendant s saluted in unison. The young man who walked into the main hall was dressed in a cyan official robe and had an extremely low official level. However, his face was cold and his body was covered in a cold aura.Xie Xuan slightly bent his head towards the old lady at the main table, his gaze sweeping past Wen Jiu, and finally landing on him.The cold-faced teenager asked, "Did royal uncle go through the wrong door?""Then what " The noble officials of the Royal Uncle Yang had never seen him before, but today, they were stumped by this young man's words and almost went through the wrong door.Seeing that, the court lady hurriedly said: "This is our family's Third Young Master, right? "The top scholar of this year's Imperial Examinations is truly a genius among men, like the dragons and the phoenixes."The man began to praise endlessly. He smiled and said, "The top scholar has read many books, so he should know that a man should marry a woman. This is the rule set by the ancestors: if a man wishes to have a bright future, it doesn't matter if he marries later. "If I miss out on such a good marriage, it will be difficult for me to find her in the future, even with a lantern.Xie Xuan said expressionlessly: "You don't want to do anything to others."The Third Young Master's words were a bit too concise. Xie Wanjin continued to speak, "The Fourth Miss of the Residence of the Duke of An is also sixteen years old this year. Since it is difficult to find a husband like the Royal Uncle Yang, how about you two get married together? Everyone is delighted. ""You, you brat " Old Mistress An stood up in anger but suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.Wen Jiu immediately had the maid support him.Her Third Young Master would always keep her mouth shut, every word she said would anger people to death.Duke An's wife held her forehead as she shouted for a headache.There was a moment of silence.Xie Xuan sat in the middle and leisurely drank his tea, "May I ask royal uncle, what kind of person is my Jiu?"Royal Uncle Yang coughed lightly, "Good, Miss Wen is everywhere."Wen Jiu, "..."She felt that she had some strength, why did she become so strange in the royal uncle's mouth?Xie Wanjin and Xie Xuan sat on both sides of Wen Jiu, and with an expression that seemed like an elder brother, they said: "Everywhere is good? That's a little perfunctory. "Royal Uncle Yang choked and racked his brains to think of something to say, but just when he was about to speak Xie Xuan said: "royal uncle, where do you think is good, please write a poem."Royal Uncle Yang's expression changed slightly. "This, this "The top scorer of the freshmen was sitting right in front of him. Wasn't he just making a fool out of himself by making a poem in front of him?Xie Xuan looked at him, her gaze slightly cold, "What, you can't do it?""Alright!" "Of course!" Old Mistress An hurriedly continued, "Our royal uncle was also a famous scholar back then. Naturally, this poem was no problem."Yang Xilin was in pain, but he could not say anything. He opened his mouth, but could not say a single word for a long while.Wen Jiu touched the tip of his nose.Tell the truth.In her two lifetimes, other than others who said that she was good at earning silver, no one else had praised her, much less written poems.Wen Jiu looked up and glanced at Yang Xilin. royal uncle's face was green, but he could not say a word.She suddenly felt like laughing.Xie Xuan suddenly looked over. He hurriedly adjusted his sleeves and sat upright.The current Third Young Master was very hard to mess with. If they left later, this person would make her compose a poem to say what was wrong with her, and she really wouldn't be able to do it.Xie Xuan's face was cold as he continued to look at Yang Xilin.After looking at it for about half a cup of tea's time, he sweated like rain from watching a good royal uncle and did not manage to say a single word.The hall was silent.Xie Family was used to silence the moment Third Young Master came here. On the contrary, it was impossible for Old House An to stand, so she couldn't blame the Royal Uncle Yang for drinking a few cups of tea.Xie Xuan asked: "royal uncle?""Thank Lord Xie." Yang Xilin raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, "Wait a bit longer, a bit more. I'll be right there."Xie Wanjin immediately interrupted him. "Your sister is very smart and makes money empty-handed, of course there are countless good things to see, royal uncle doesn't have to force it.""Right, right, right. It's because the Miss Wen is too good, this uncle actually couldn't think of any suitable words to describe it." Yang Xilin looked at Wen Jiu, "But I'm completely sincere to the Miss Wen "Wen Jiu's hand that was carrying the teacup trembled, and almost directly smashed Royal Uncle Yang's face.Can't you at least show some of your face?Xie Xuan's expression became even colder: "My eldest brother had said a long time ago that he wanted to find the best youth in this world to be my husband for Jiu. Or a young man? "Yang Xilin's face looked awkward, but he was unable to say a word.An Guo said: "The royal uncle has thirty-two years of age! Furthermore, Miss Wen has long been betrothed to me. "The Third Madame Xie was unhappy and asked: "So what if you promised? You promised that you would marry someone as old as your father? ""How can you say that?" Old Mistress An's expression became extremely unsightly as she began to argue noisily.Third Madame Xie was clever with his words. Old House An was used to suppressing people with her power, the two of them had exchanged blows for a few rounds.The crowd became increasingly quiet.Finally, the Old Madame Xie stood up and said, "If my Jiu wants to marry, we must marry her lover!"The two people who had quarreled the loudest instantly quieted down.Ah, this matter still depends on your decision, Miss Wen. "The elder took a deep breath and asked Wen Jiu.Third Madame Xie pulled Wen Jiu and said: "Jiu, don't be afraid, if we don't like you, we won't marry!"Everyone's gaze fell on Wen Jiu.For a moment, she was in a difficult position. Now that things had come to this point, it would truly be a little difficult to not fall out and end this matter.Just as Wen Jiu was thinking.Yang Xilin suddenly stood up, and walked forward: "Miss Wen, can I have a few words with you alone?"Without waiting for Wen Jiu's reply.Xie Xuan said coldly: "How unbecoming!"When Third Young Master said this, it was so loud that it made people's mouths go numb.Wen Jiu rolled his sleeves, and laughed: "royal uncle, you and I have nothing to say, so we can't say it in front of others right?""Alright, there is indeed nothing that can't be done." Yang Xilin took two steps forward again and clasped his hands towards Wen Jiu, "Thinking back to the past thirty-two years, when I was leaning against the shade of my ancestors to live a rich life, married to a girl that my mother had taken a fancy to, gave birth to children at an age that I never did anything I wanted to do, and muddled along on the streets of the city for all those years. It was only until a few days ago when Miss Wen gave me some silver and helped me out of my predicament that I found out that there are still girls as good as you."Wen Jiu said in all seriousness: "Then I'll lend you the silver, not give it to you! royal uncle, since you said this, I want to ask you a few things. "Yang Xilin immediately replied: "You ask, you can ask anything you want."Wen Jiu said very seriously: "When did royal uncle plan to return the eight hundred silver from last time?"As he was speaking, the wind blew past him and he flew in.The young man walked over with big strides, his voice clear and melodious, "Who wants to marry our Jiu?"
