No One Can Fight

Dong Yue understood.

This rich daughter is facing the choice of a son-in-law.

She simply ran to the brothel and asked which one she chose was suitable or the one she was fond of was not suitable.

This operation is simply unprecedented.

But then I thought about it, but then I found this idea incredible.

Especially when Ying Qianyun said that he was a concubine in the family, and his biological mother passed away, and she had been away from home for many years.

Then my "informant" is even more necessary.

if not?

Where would she go to find out what virtues are behind those glamorous nobles?

Listen to the matchmaker?

Listen to my aunt's introduction?

As long as the limbs are sound, they can be blown up as both civil and military.

Eating, drinking, and gambling, only one thing can be said to be the same without being accounted for.

Is it extreme?

is a bit.

But a life-long event, you can't be too cautious.

My aunt can't be trusted, but my father and brother can be trusted?

Among other things, Dong Yue had seen it with his own eyes, and the two dudes pushed their cups and changed their cups.

He promised that as long as he didn't fight for XX girl for a while, he promised his own sister to the other party.

She had also seen a father who knew that the future son-in-law would hang around in the flowers, and he had raised several in the outer room.

In the end, just a casual sentence: but a little romantic.

Even if you really love your children.

As men, their viewing angles are probably more of them.

Future husband-in-law's future, ability, family strength.

I don't know at all, the husband and wife are expensive.

But there is another sentence that is "repenting the husband and looking for the appointment".

And Dong Yue, she is a music singer.

She has a low status and can't be on the stage.

But she can almost reach the promising young children in the entire capital.

And very guest or can't afford the brothel.

They can also get first-hand information.

Dong Yue stroked his pipa.

This year is another year of scientific research.

Every year, they are extremely busy.

In this dynasty, there is no such "imperial examination custom" such as "tongbang" and "xingjuan" that require celebrity recommendation to become an official.

But the reputation of scholars still needs to be spread.

Otherwise, you will be admitted and you will not leave any impression on your colleagues or even your superiors...Even if you are a descendant of a family, your future career will suffer.

Dongyue and the others need to be busy singing poems and lyrics for those jury and jinshi at major poems, tea parties and friendship meetings.

It's not just Congwen, but also various martial arts competitions, polo clubs, riding and shooting clubs and so on.

Singing and dancing are also indispensable.

In addition to these exchange meetings to promote yourself.

Banquets in various provinces are also opportunities for contact.

No matter what the nature is.

The signboards of Recreation Square and Wanxiangge are one of the gold signboards with the highest gold content. .

Use your skills and favors to talk to your mother.

Give more opportunities this year.

No matter who Ying Qianyun wants to ask, she can help a lot.

I would never let Ying Qianyun choose the kind of **** that, on the surface, is deeply unrepentant, and conspiracy to murder his wife to steal money.

By the way, in addition to character, there is talent to learn.

Dong Yue specializes in music, but there is a "female jinshi" who is talented in the pavilion, and asks the sisters, whose article is embroidered pillows only with rhetoric, and who is really talented, learns and has gully, is definitely the first. Hand undercover level information.

"Miss, you turned out to be on business."

Xiao Lu once again looked at her master with admiration.

"I didn't intend to come so soon."

Unexpectedly, the first day I went home, I was hungry.

So simply eat and work together.

"They are still hungry for you?!"

Dong Yue couldn't believe it.

Ying Qianyun: No, this pot cannot be given to aunt.

However, it is not too embarrassing to explain in detail my appetite.

The cooperation intention is reached, Ying Qianyun just wants to tell Dongyue who he is.

He was severely stopped by Dong Yue.

"Why don't you have a sense of defense at all."

"If you don't tell you who I am, how can you believe that I have the ability to prove it."

Not to mention Ying Qianyun's own vest outside.

The identity of Ying's daughter is also very convincing.

"Tell me, you have a big handle in my hands."

Dongyue hates that iron cannot be made into steel.

"Do you know me well? Are you sure I won't sell this news backhand for a good price?"

"If I can't believe you, if I'm a lunatic, I'm not a good man!"

"Sister Dong Yue, then you are not afraid of me playing with you."

"What can I lose? Just treated it as a sweet dream and listened to gossip by the way."

Dong Yue thought for a while, and started the preaching mode again.

These two daring girls, even if they were born famous, no one has been careful to educate them.

I would dare to come out in the middle of the night to play casually just by watching some unreliable words.

Because it is pleasing to the eye, he dared to reveal his identity casually.

Although it is still an idea to use oneself to detect the news.

But... education! Must be educated!

Ying Qianyun and Xiao Lu realized what Dong Yue had just said.

Knowing people, knowing faces, don't know the heart.

The sassy and kind-hearted young lady still has this kind of preaching attribute.

They wanted to interrupt and couldn't interrupt.

In the end, he followed Qianyun's old tricks again, picked up a wine glass, and squeezed it into powder for Dong Yue to see.

Only then succeeded in preventing Dongyue's endless chatter.

Dong Yue touched the delicate powder on Ying Qianyun's hand.

A question mark floated on his head.

"What's this?"

Dongyue even doubted the accepted fact that the brothel was well-informed.

Why doesn't she know that there is already such a fantasy scene in the world now?

"You, are you... illusion or spell?"

"It's martial arts, I've said it, I'm the number one master in the world."

Dongyue's deep and beautiful face with facial features turned directly into a "black question mark face", "I read less, don't lie to me" and many other expression packs.

Xiao Lu and Ying Qianyun are familiar with this expression.

Unless seeing is believing, anyone who hears it is considered bragging.

"I remember now, I have vaguely heard people say that there are experts in the south of the Yangtze River who can pick flowers and leaves, and cross the river with a reed..."

The man's rhetoric was exchanged for laughter.

Some people ridiculed him, saying that Wanxiang Pavilion is not a place for storytelling. This kind of mud-legged stories made up in dreams doesn't need to be taken out as a story.

"The man blushed and didn't say anymore. So this kind of martial arts is real?!"

"So, Sister Dongyue... If you hate me to the bone and want to ruin my reputation, then you must first be prepared to lose your life."

For Ying Qianyun.

Find a young lady who is pleasing to the eye and promise such a generous return.

I also encountered a snake disease that would destroy myself at any cost.

This is...what a lame and unlucky one.

If she really wants to be like this, it doesn't matter if she is planted. With such a retrograde, the capital is not suitable for her.

Dong Yue didn't hear Ying Qianyun's proud words.

She was still in the shock of Sanguan, and kept recalling the rumors she had heard.

"I heard that Jiangnan's master is a strong man with a height of eight feet. His voice is as loud as thunder. He can shake people to death with a roar from a hundred meters away. His skin is as pale as a disease. He likes to wear blood-stained clothes for one month. The night of the round will kill people and drink blood."

Ying Qianyun swiped and looked at Xiao Lu.

With the biggest shock of my life.

Xiao Lu shook her head in horror.

She doesn't know either.

"Since my sister has the strength of a master, I feel relieved."

Dong Yue returned to his senses.

Feeling that the world has changed a lot.

No no no no, sister, let's keep talking.

I can accept the bloodthirsty devil. Eight feet tall, where did the loud voice come from!

She has only been under the pseudonym Liu Sha for three years.

Jiangnan is not a thousand miles away from the capital.

Why is it so bad? !

"Who said that? It seems that many people have said it. What's wrong? You don't want to learn martial arts, do you?"

Winter Yue-style preaching is about to start again.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that."

Ying Qianyun took out a booklet from his arms.

"My people were outside the capital before. For me, they forced to enter Beijing to do business at the end of last year."

The business war in the capital was already deep.

If it weren't for Ying Qianyun's products, which were novel and exclusive, it would have been impossible to get in.

Even now, it's just barely gaining a foothold.

This matter cannot be advertised to all subordinates.

You can only find out by yourself.

Only one list was given to Ying Qianyun in a hurry.

It is said that all the people with their heads and faces in the capital are on it.

"I haven't had time to watch it myself."

This is when the team entered Beijing today, Xiao Lu got it under the pretext of buying snacks.

Dong Yue took the thin folder.

Open it gently.

Good guy, thousands of lists.

Dong Yue's steady hands couldn't help shaking.

You are embarrassing me.

"Miss...There are so many unmarried people in Beijing."

"As far as the population is concerned, this has already been screened."

Dong Yue breathed a sigh of relief after reading it carefully

"The screening is too rough."

Go to the side and take out the pen and ink cinnabar prepared in each private room.

Start drawing directly on the booklet.

"First of all, it's impossible for a few royal families." The five or six lists were removed.

"Why?"

Ying Qianyun's tone was curiosity, not dissatisfaction.

The prince Longsun cares about her ass.

She wondered, is there any special conditions for the prince of this world to choose a spouse?

"This standard is not explicitly stated. But everyone in the circle knows it."

Dong Yue pointed to the direction of the imperial palace.

"Their family is only worthy of a daughter of the honorable family."

Not to mention that Ying Qianyun is a concubine.

Even the honors and honors are not enough for Ying's family.

Ying's parents have various talents, but Ying's family has no title.

No honors.

Even if they are in the center, they hold real power.

But the working year is not long enough, the credit is not amazing enough, the emperor won't give you honors.

Ying Jia still had a bad breath.

Even if this tone was made up, Ying Qianyun's status as a concubine was not worthy of the prince.

Except for the prince, the royal family doesn't care about honor.

But the concubine still doesn't relax.

At least since the founding of the country, there has not been an exception.

"And I heard that the few princes of the right age have already been scheduled." Dongyue continued to review the list. "It seems that the person who gave you this list only wrote that they were unmarried, but did not remove those who have already been married."

As it was written, Dongyue saw a name.

"Don't think about this."

"Who?"

"The son of the official book Shangshu, Ye Huaishu. The famous banished fairy son in the capital. He is almost all the spring boudoir dreamers of the young girls waiting to be married in the capital."

What Dongyue meant was that the difficulty was too high.

Ying Qianyun heard a completely different view the next day.

"Miss, I asked, the best book in Beijing is this Ye Huai book, and we need this."

Madam Zhao, who escorted Ying Qianyun to deliver the gift, went gossip about what she had inquired about as soon as she arrived.

Very sturdy not to listen to other options.

I heard that this is the best, so I want this.

"Mother Zhao..."

Ying Qianyun can't laugh or cry, why your path is so wild.

Does the next sentence learn from Xiaolu, urging people to be abducted?

"My lady, the emperor is worthy, what a prime minister's son. If the emperor's child is either too young or has a marriage contract, our lady should be the princess."

Talking about it accidentally crooked the floor and started gossiping about the emperor's child.

What is the status, who is married, what is the ability, what is the reputation, who is not said on the surface, in fact, it has been internally determined.

Every prince is like a popular idol who can't get a hot search.

In this age of inescapable speech, they are the focus from birth.

For ordinary people, the gossip of the royal family is a little bit more vigorous.

"The prince married early... If the young lady returns to Beijing two years earlier, maybe our young lady is the second prince and the third prince..." Madam Zhao got stuck.

Suddenly found that the information is a little insufficient.

"People are nice."

The remote three princes were little transparent, and somehow received a good man card.

"His marriage is said to be..."

"Well, grandma. We just asked yesterday that the royal family doesn't want concubines. You have worked **** the way, so go to bed first."

"Cut, the mouse is short-sighted." If she couldn't reach the emperor, she couldn't wait to spray directly to let the emperor know what he missed.

Grandma Zhao looked at Ying Qianyun lovingly, how she looked good.

The old emperor had no eyesight, and the little prince deserved to miss our young lady.

"It's all the same, what does the lady dress up so carefully?"

It was dusk already.

"Dawn and twilight, although yesterday my grandmother and mother exempted me from asking for peace this morning, I have already taken a day off. The next day after I came back, I should go to ask for peace."

Ying Qianyun satisfactorily looked at the look created by Xiaolu and Mu Jin in the mirror.

Standing up gracefully and turning around, a small flower swirled out of the skirt.

"go."

This slapped face yesterday was due to eating problems, so I have to pay it back.

The author has something to say:

"Tongbang" and "Xingjuan" came from the imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty, and to put it bluntly, they are recommended by celebrities.

No matter how famous people are, they need to show their talents in various places, let people fancy them, and get recommendations before they can "take the exam."

Everyone knows the title.

After the Qing Dynasty, Xun and the title were basically merged, and they were separated before.

It is equivalent to the Medal of Honor.

For example, Dr. Jin Ziguanglu.

The emperor sees your job well, but you can't get promoted. Give one. The emperor sees you as an extremely human minister...seal one of your dead relatives.