[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

As Tan Zhao stepped into the officialdom, Yin Yao, who was only 14 years old, suddenly became popular in the marriage and love market.

The reason is nothing more than the background of the Yin family. Yin Kaishan is still the prime minister, and Jane is in the heart of the emperor. Yin Yuan is average in reading, but he is very capable in doing things. Although he is only a sixth-rank Dali Temple prime minister, Yin Kaishan Now, the future can be expected.

At this time, if you can marry someone else's daughter, you can save 30 years of struggle.Even for families with the same family background, it is a combination of strong and powerful, and the best is the best.

So even though Yin Yao stayed outside for five years and didn't have any little sisters to help her in the city, she still rushed to the top ten of the list of women most wanted to marry in Chang'an City with her proud family background.

Besides, everyone has seen Yin Yuan and his wife before. Apart from other things, these two couples are really not picky about their looks. Beauty.

Whose family still has an unmarried young man, everyone is thinking about it.

It was Dali Siqing, who looked at the young son who was not in a good mood, and felt a little moved in his heart, but as soon as he revealed it, Jia Mingsi shook his head like a rattle: "Aye, don't scare me! Brother Yin and I It's peers talking about teaching, how can this be done!"

And he hasn't had enough fun, anyway, the family doesn't need him to carry on the family line, and if he doesn't get married, he will be beaten twice by his father at most. Look at his former friends, who became relatives. What's the point.

Dali Siqing hates that iron can't be made into steel, but he didn't mean to force it, after all... he is indeed a little bit behind.

"You are old and young, since you don't want to get married, if you don't want to make up for it?"

Jia Mingsi shook his head violently: "Aye, our family does not lack the salary of our son. Brother Yin used to be a hideous clumsy man, but I was a real dude, worthy of the name!"

"How dare you say it!"

In the end, the chat between Jia's father and son ended with beating his son.

Qian Jin's sentence has come down. If it was just murder, he might be sentenced to be exiled to Lingnan for the sake of Duke Fu. However, it involves strange abilities and fraud in the examination room. , there is no guarantee that someone will take the risk in the future, so the judgment is very fair.

A fair judgment would naturally be a decisive decision and deprivation of fame.

Fu Guogong was also demoted to the first rank because of lax teaching of his son, and was fined three years of salary. Such a scandal happened. On the day of Qian Jin's execution, no one from Qian's family was present.

But although the Qian family didn't come, Mrs. Chen did.

Her eyes were still blind after all, but even so, she wanted to witness Qian Jin's execution "with her own eyes".Getting married was originally a marriage of two surnames, but she never thought that her fate would be so doomed.

Mrs. Chen didn't know whether she should be thankful that she found out about Qian Jin's abnormality before marriage, or mourn her unkind life, but after Qian Jin's head fell to the ground, she just felt that life was meaningless.

She is only 15 years old. Tomorrow is the day when she will marry Ji. This is what she has been looking forward to for a long time, but now it is meaningless.

"My son."

Mrs. Chen leaned against Mrs. Chen's arms, her dry eyes no longer had tears, and her future was as dark as her eyes.

"Mother, I want to become a monk."

Madam Chen's face became more and more sad. If she had known this earlier, she would never have chosen the murderer as her son-in-law. Not only did her daughter lose her eyesight, but she also lost her future.

Her son, why is life so hard, how will she live in the future!

"No! How old are you, is that aunt made by a human! Don't think so much, at worst, Auntie will support you for the rest of your life!"

Mrs. Chen shook her head, she had made up her mind.In fact, if she was not afraid of Aye and Aniang's sadness, she would have wanted to kill herself even more.

As far as she was born, she could already see the end.

It is also worth mentioning that with Qian Jin's death, the beast living in his body also died. According to Qian Jin's statement, he happened to be on a bookshelf on the third floor of the Guozijian Bookstore. A book I came across.

Without the title, he opened the book out of curiosity, and then he possessed this mysterious power.

Tan Zhao took people to search for Qian Jin's dormitory in the Imperial College, but he couldn't find the corresponding books in the place Qian Jin told him.He can be sure that Qian Jin is not lying, so... that book ran away with long legs?

People searched Qian Jin's study up and down, but couldn't find the unnamed book. Tan Zhao knocked on the study next door, and was told that no one had been to Qian Jin's study recently.

"He has no friends, who will come to him!"

Because of Qian Jin's death, everything has been brought out of order, Yan Mei still hates Qian Jin very much, but the depression in her heart has dissipated.

"It's okay, you study hard, Mingsi said that I will treat you to a whole fish feast when you go to rest next time."

Yan Xie smiled heartily: "That's a good relationship, is Brother Yin coming?"

"It depends on my schedule, after all, I'm very busy now." Even the Zhima official from the sixth rank is "many things to do every day".

System: ... Do you mean eating melon seeds and chatting in the yamen every day?

[you shut up! ]

The unnamed book was not found, and Tan Zhao always felt that the matter was not over yet, but the Qian Jin case came to an end, and Chang'an City was soon occupied by other fresh anecdotes. Romantic poems and beautiful spring days were the main theme of Chang'an City.

On this day, Tan Zhaozheng was angry in the yamen, because before leaving the door, some kind of fart matchmaker came to the door to say a kiss, and he didn't know where to visit the crooked melon and split jujube man, so angry that he missed a meal for a while bowl.

Just as he was about to go out for a walk, Tan Zhao received a voice chat from He Bo who hadn't come for a long time.

Hearing this, it turned out that it was not a message of greeting, but a letter for help.

... Now being He Bo, is the risk factor so high?Not only do they have to be forced to marry, but there is also the danger of being caught by mortals and boiled in soy sauce. If the gods are in this position, don't they really want to change careers or reincarnate as soon as possible?

How long did it take to "get out of poverty", why did you get into trouble again, and it's still... a magical drama like being recognized by mortals and forced to marry?

Speaking of which, He Bo's mana dishes are a bit too much, can gods be embarrassing to death by mortals?

In fact, he really wanted to "see death without saving him". After all, people miss his daughter, and immortals are different. No matter how good He Bo is, he will live a long life. As long as he doesn't play blindly, he can live a thousand 800 Years are base numbers.

This age can make a person reincarnate ten times.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are now an official?"

Tan Zhao only felt that Yang Jian suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the mortal world, this person is always dressed in black clothes, which makes him handsome and sharp, unlike ordinary people.

"Why is Zhenjun free today?" Tan Zhao smiled, and threw the booklet aside, "Thanks to the family, I can live as a petty official."

Yang Jian smiled: "I've heard that, but it's not like that."

Tan Zhao glanced behind the person: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask a question."

"what is the problem?"

"Where did Xiao Tiangou go?" Counting his age, brother Gou should have followed Yang Jian a long time ago.

Yang Jian didn't expect this to be the problem, and the sternness on his face softened three points: "He, he got some chances, and he is refining the horizontal bone at the back of his head. He has been in retreat for four or five years."

"..." Tan Zhao suddenly realized that he still had such a saying, "I will surely get what I want."

"Then I will lend you a good word." Yang Jian actually brought wine when he came this time. Tan Zhao has a good nose, and he smelled the graceful place of immortal wine, but it's a pity that he has to go out.

"Are you going out?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "Something happened to Feng Lan, I have to go and have a look."

Yang Jian frowned: "Who is Feng Lan?"

"...Brother Yang, you have met Longxing Hebo."

As Erlang Zhenjun, with the ceiling of heaven's combat power, but he is arrogant and rarely makes friends with others. Naturally, Yang Jian would not care about Xiaoxiao Hebo's name. If Tan Zhao hadn't behaved special enough, he would not have come to find someone several times. .

"Oh, what happened to him?"

Tan Zhao was silent for a moment, and then said: "You may not believe it, he is a god..."

Yang Jian really didn't believe it, but he fell into a strange silence when he thought of the Longxing distress papers that had been piled up in the corner of the heaven.

Has the mana of the newly born gods in the heaven reached a new low?

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Yin Yuan, that's not right, Yin Yuan is a mortal cultivating immortals, with good potential and mana, and in time, he will definitely be ranked among the immortals.

Yang Jian made some calculations, how did He Bo become this?By the back door?

"I'll take a look too."

Naturally, Tan Zhao would not refuse, and of course even if he refused, he would not be able to stop Zhenjun Erlang.

The fairy hurried on the road, with a flash of potential, he took someone else's "Flying Cloud", and the two of them arrived at their destination in the blink of an eye.

In Luoyang City in May, peonies bloom, making the world magnificent.

They came by coincidence, and the Peony Festival will be held in two days. Seven out of ten residents of Luoyang City will raise peonies. For such a grand event, the whole city will participate.

Of course, there are also many literati who come here in this season. The peony is like a beautiful woman, so why not see it!

"Is this here?"

Tan Zhao identified it, then nodded: "It should be right."

The two of them stood in front of a tall courtyard and wrote the words "Feng's Mansion". Obviously, the owner of this house was named Feng, and there were colorful peonies in front of the gate, each of which was very beautiful. It can be seen that the owner of this family is not only very rich, but also very good at serving peonies.

"How are you going to find him?"

As soon as Tan Zhao opened the folding fan, he fanned lightly: "This is very simple."

He walked forward lightly, and said to the porter: "My little brother, I have a friend named Feng Minglan, he invited me to come here to see him in May, and said he wanted to invite me to see the peony, I wonder if he is at the house? "

The concierge was very vigilant, of course he also saw that people were either rich or noble, so he didn't dare to offend, so he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what proof this gentleman has?"

"Certificate? Oh, it's simple, you give this to Feng Lan, and he will understand."