A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

Shen He looked out the window. People here are relatively rich and comfortable.

It can be seen that His Royal Highness Taisun is really very capable.

He is only thirteen years old this year!

Shen He was even ready to move around, wanting to meet His Royal Highness for a while.

Well, if there is a chance.

Perhaps after learning the lesson of last night, when he rested and stayed in the shop again in the evening, Cuizhu and Honghua both put the bedding in Shen He's room.

Fortunately, there are many wolf-skin mattresses at home, with two more layers, and it won't feel cold.

Scarlet charcoal was also burning in Shen He's room, and it was not sad to be closer to the charcoal basin.

Shen He was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep tossing around.

Inexplicably, he gave his heart to His Highness Taisun who had never met.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

But with his current status and status, it is not easy to talk about it.

Shen He fell asleep faintly.

In his sleep, a young man in a black robe walked towards his own money.

The boy has handsome brows, a warm smile on his lips, and he looks at himself with intent and expression.

He stretched out his hand towards himself: "Shen He, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

I couldn't help but handed it over and held the opponent's finger tightly.

The opponent's fingers were cold, as if there was no trace of temperature.

He wanted to say something, but when his ears moved, as if he had heard something, he could only say to himself with regret: "The time is short. Shen He, I am waiting for you in the capital to find me. Be quick."

After speaking, the figure of the boy gradually became transparent.

Shen He subconsciously wanted to grab the opponent, but without waiting for his fingers to be squeezed, the opponent had disappeared like broken lights and shadows.

Shen He was excited and woke up all of a sudden.

Opening his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar big bed and room, turning his head to look at the green bamboo and red flowers sleeping on the ground, Shen He's thoughts slowly returned to the cage.

Who is the boy in the dream?

Why do you dream?

Shen He turned over sadly, and fell asleep again.

At the same time, the East Palace in the palace.

His Royal Highness sat up from the bed at once and blurted out: "Xiaohe!"

The **** who was watching the night stood up immediately: "His Royal Highness, are you dreaming?"

The emperor grandson Li Ji was stunned for a long time, then raised his hand and looked at his fingers. In his dream, he clearly felt the warmth of the girl's fingers.

Shen He?

She is also called Shen He?

Did you dream of finding her?

Could it be that she is the reincarnation of Shen He?

His Royal Highness was about to ask the **** to prepare pen and ink, but his expression suddenly stopped, he could not remember the look of the girl in his dream.

How to do?

How to do!

If she is really Shen He, wouldn't she have to miss it?

Seeing the cold sweat on His Royal Highness's face, the little **** was frightened and frightened: "Go to the eunuch!"

If His Highness Taisun has three long and two shortcomings, he won't even want to live!

His Royal Highness finally recovered and stopped him: "Well, what is the name of the night? It's just a dream. Go to sleep!"

After speaking, His Royal Highness lay down again, tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep anymore.

Suddenly, His Royal Highness remembered that the reason why he had such a dream today was because yesterday he had received the astrologer who was enshrined in the dynasty.

My own journey is already too magical, maybe the astrologer can tell one or two?

His Royal Highness had a plan in his heart, and finally fell asleep again.

After three days of travel, Shen He finally arrived in the capital at noon. Shen He looked at the huge gates and thick walls, and couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “The capital is indeed the capital. No wonder so many people come to this place desperately. This is the political, economic, cultural and military center. Is the assembly of the most

A place for outstanding talents! "

Shen He's words aroused laughter from several people around: "The little girl is not very young, but her emotion is quite deep."

Shen He turned his head and looked over, and saw a few well-dressed young masters, bowing their hands and bowing to himself.

Shen He had an epiphany, and immediately got up to bow back.

"Is the girl here to vote for marriage?" an older teenager asked.

The Da Yue Dynasty is open to folk customs, and chatting between men and women is normal.

Shen He was fortunate that there was no habit of binding feet, and there was no such dregs as female ring.

Shen He nodded: "Yes."

The older boy said: "The girl has to hurry up, maybe she can catch up with a lunch. The outer city is large and the staff is concentrated. If you delay lunch, you can only solve it outside."

"Thanks for reminding." Shen He saluted again.

Those teenagers bid farewell to Shen He and led the horses into the city gate.

They seem to have special identities and do not need special inspections. They only need to show their identities and the guards will let them go.

Shen He couldn't help asking Cuizhu: "What kind of people are they dressed like this?" Cuizhu thought for a while and replied, "It should be the children of wealthy merchants living in the outer city. Although their clothes are bright, they are not perfect. Brocade. If you are a child of an official, you can wear brocade, but the embroidery pattern on the brocade is only one tenth, only

Only those in inner city are qualified to wear brocade full of embroidery. "

Shen He understood the meaning of Cuizhu.

This is the division of class hierarchy.

It is distinguished from clothes and apparel.

The clothes of high-ranking officials, emperors, relatives, and relatives can be embroidered with patterns. Of course, there are clusters of flowers that no one embroiders, but dark patterns are possible.

Officials below grade five can wear brocade, but the embroidery pattern cannot exceed one-tenth.

Wealthy businessmen who have made huge contributions, for example, have provided many jobs and large taxpayers. They can also wear brocades, but they have fewer embroideries and cannot cross the boundaries of fifth-grade officials.

Although those teenagers just wore not cheap brocade, they had very few embroidered patterns, only the front of the clothes and the placket had embroidered patterns.

Obviously, they are not the children of the fifth-grade officials, or the children of prominent and wealthy businesses in the outer city.

The city gate guard was obviously familiar with them, so he sat down with the above guess.

There are rules everywhere in this world!

Shen He raised his hand to look at his cotton clothes, and couldn't help sighing.

I don't even have the qualifications to wear brocade!

Shen He's carriage slowly moved forward, ready to guide the way, ready to enter the city gate.

At this time, a group of people suddenly galloped out of the city. At the gate of the city, a handsome reining movement attracted the attention of many people.

"Sister!" Wen Jianqing's voice came from the city gate, expressing joy: "You are here!"

Shen He looked at the spirited young man and got out of the carriage.

Wen Jianqing quickly turned to dismount, and greeted him happily. The people who Wen Jianqing had brought showed the token to the guards of the city gate: "People from Wenfu. I also want accommodation."