After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan regretted it

"Yes, my grandson, I will definitely find a virtuous and virtuous grandson-in-law for you, grandma."

Fang Hongye couldn't argue with the group of women and children, so he had to obey, causing Fang Liang to glare at him and said: "What I'm talking about now is to find a husband for your two sisters. You have been in the circle of literati recently. Is there anything you can do about it?" A great talent appears?"

"There really is a great talent!"

Fang Hongye's words made everyone at the dinner table prick up their ears. He smiled and said: "This man's name is Zhao Lezhang. He is a great talent in the Jiangnan area. Naturally, he came to Beijing this time for this year's imperial examination. Yesterday I was in Moyuan. I met him once upstairs. He is indeed talented, but he is quite proud. I'm afraid he wouldn't be a good match for our Yuan Xi, but he would be a good match for our Shu Qi."

"Hongye, why are you talking?" Wang Xiyu, the second wife, was unhappy. Didn't this guy just say that his daughter was arrogant and rude.

"Although this Zhao Lezhang is recognized by Mo Yuanlou as the number one scholar this year, I am very unhappy with him."

Fang Hongye waved his hand and looked at the gentle and well-behaved Fang Yuanxi sitting next to him. He smiled at his father and said, "Father, if Yuanxi was a boy, she would have been the top scorer in high school long ago. Therefore, we have to find a well-matched girl." , and the son of a talented person can let Yuan Xi marry him."

These words made Fang Yuanxi shy and embarrassed. He glanced at his brother who was talking nonsense. Fang Liang chuckled and nodded: "It seems that we have to ask among the ministers which young master is similar to Yuan Xi's age and is he older?" It doesn’t matter, as long as you have good character.”

"Master, just think about Yuan Xi. What about our Qi'er?" The second lady Wang Xiyu was unhappy again. There were enough Fang Liang poles for Fang Yuanxi. Even the old lady said: "Find it for our Qi'er first." It’s a good family, let’s talk about Yuan Xi.”

"Okay, let me find both of them together."

Fang Liang was helpless. The second wife in the family disliked Yuanxi the most, and the old lady also did the same. Only the eldest lady treated Fang Yuanxi as her own, which made him happy.

At night, Fang Liang was sitting on the desk, and the eldest lady walked in, "Master is still reading."

"Well, what's the matter, madam?" Fang Liang put down the book and turned to look at Lin Xiuhe.

"It's not about promoting our industry."

The eldest lady sighed, and Fang Liang was helpless and said: "That boy is playful, I have scolded him countless times, forget it, let nature take its course."

Madam Lin Xiuhe thought for a while and said: "Master, Hongye and Yuanxi are very close. Do you think they will..."

Fang Liang was stunned, looked up at the eldest lady in shock, and immediately shook his head: "Madam, you are overthinking. Hongye and Yuanxi are just brother and sister, how can they have any thoughts about love between a man and a woman!"

"Ugh."

The eldest lady sighed again and said, "Although Yuan Xi cannot speak, she is generous. If it were not for her disability, she would definitely find a good husband."

Fang Liang also sighed, troubled by this matter, and immediately said: "Okay madam, Yuan Xi is only 15 years old, and we still have two years to find a husband for her."

"That's all it takes."

The eldest lady nodded and went out. She naturally wanted her son to be with Yuan Xi, and that would be fine.

However, Fang Hongye regarded Fang Yuanxi as his own sister, so naturally he would not have these thoughts.

"Yuan Xi."

In front of the window, Fang Hongye waved to Fang Yuanxi who was writing inside. She raised her head, her phoenix eyes flashed, showing surprise, then she stood up and picked up a silk scarf. After blowing out the candles in the room, she carefully walked out of the room holding up her skirt. , so as not to be seen by the aunt.

"Let's go, big brother will take you out for a walk."

Fang Hongye pulled her out through the back door of his backyard with great skill. It was obvious that this was not the first time that the two of them went out to play secretly.

After all, Fang Yuanxi is also a lady, the daughter of an official family. When she reaches the age of leaving the cabinet, she is naturally locked up in her home like a canary. She can only leave the house until she gets married.

Although Fang Liang is not so traditional about these things, he also allows Fang Yuanxi to go out often, only with his company, to go out to the market, relax and so on...

Fang Yuanxi, who had not been out for a long time, was naturally happy when she saw her brother calling. After she went out, she covered her nose and lips with a silk scarf to prevent others from recognizing her or seeing her true face.

"Today there is a poetry and song competition in Moyuan Tower. Let's go and watch the excitement." Fang Hongye took her little hand and said with a smile.

Fang Yuanxi’s sign language: “Listen to big brother.”

So the brother and sister happily headed towards the Moyuan Tower on the main street of the capital.

The so-called Moyuan Tower is a gathering place for literati and poets, especially when the imperial examination is about to take place. Therefore, when the world's most talented people go to Beijing to take the exam, they will naturally choose to come to Moyuan Tower to make friends with literature and socialize with talented people from all over the world.

Of course, in addition to these ordinary talents, Moyuan Tower is also a place for high-ranking officials and nobles to drink and relax, especially those from official families. It also recruits literati and talented people here, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Moyuan Tower is very lively tonight because Zhao Lezhang, a great talent from the south of the Yangtze River, has arrived. He has become famous in Moyuan Tower these days. A seven-character poem pushed his talent to the peak, and he was admired by talents from all over the world.

Therefore, many officials and young men naturally came here tonight to see if this Jiangnan talent was really as talented as the rumors.

On the third floor of Moyuan Tower, where only the sons of powerful men were allowed to sit, there was a man wearing a black robe, tall and tall, with a crown on his head, a handsome face, thick eyebrows, starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and thin and evil corners of his mouth. Mei is what people call a handsome guy.

"Your Highness, it's just a rumor that spreads wildly. A talented person from the south of the Yangtze River is nothing more than that."

Following this young man were two equally handsome young men. One was named Wu Mu, the grandson of General Wu Lao, and the other was named Yang Xuehai, the son of the current second-rank minister Yang Shangshu.

And this handsome young man in black robe is none other than the Eighth Prince Zhou Jingyu. He had nothing to do tonight so he went out to play in the palace. On the way, he heard that a great talent had come out of Moyuan Tower, so he came over to take a look.

"Haha, you will know if you have great talent."

Now Zhou Jingyu is 22 years old, full of heroic spirit, not only surpassing his imperial brothers in literature, but also in martial arts, practicing with General Wu, and now he is also brave and good at fighting, with great talent in literature and martial arts.

The old emperor is old and has not yet been granted the title of crown prince. Therefore, the emperor's seventeen princes are vying for the crown prince's position.

Of course, the only ones who are most qualified to compete for the crown prince are the eldest prince, the third prince, the fifth prince, the eighth prince, and the 19-year-old twelfth prince!

The rest of the princes are trash in everyone's eyes. They are either not good at literature or martial arts. They only know how to have fun every day, just like the fifteenth prince Zhou Fuchu. Now he is an out-and-out playboy, playing hide and seek with the palace maids every day...

"Haha, Brother Fang is here."

Downstairs, there were several young men dressed in slutty clothes, looking like literati and poets. One was named Zhang Xinjue, who was also an official son, and the other was named Zhang Yuan, the son of Mr. Zhang who had a good relationship with Fang Liang.

"You two came quite early."

Fang Hongye pulled his sister Fang Yuanxi in. She was a little uncomfortable seeing so many people in Moyuan Building tonight, but luckily there was a silk gauze covering her face, so that her timid expression was not visible to everyone.

"Oh, we haven't seen each other for a few months, and my sister has grown a lot taller." Zhang Xinjue and Zhang Yuan had naturally met Fang Yuanxi.