The current prime minister's surname is Song. Although he is not a particularly incorruptible official, he is still a fairly capable person.
He had met Shura before and admired his talent. He would occasionally talk about him at home, which aroused Song Yixin's curiosity.
Even when Shura was in the capital, he didn't stay away from the outside world all the time; he would occasionally go out with his classmates to attend poetry gatherings.
This makes it easier to meet people.
Upon seeing Xiu Luo, Song Yixin's heart was immediately captured, and she sent people to follow him every day, hoping to create a chance encounter.
Unfortunately, Shura himself rarely comes out; he spends most of his time studying at home.
She inquired around and found out that the house was bought by a merchant from Yunzhou.
She didn't care when she heard it was a merchant.
Among the social classes of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, merchants were the lowest of the low, not even worth a finger compared to a daughter of an official like her.
Therefore, while others were heartbroken to hear that Shura was married and had children, she alone did not care.
She was confident that a small merchant was no match for her.
What kind of daughter can a merchant raise?
However, as a noblewoman, she disdained to lay a hand on a mere merchant.
That's why she wanted her father to arrange a chance encounter so that she could meet Shura.
Once you get to know her, you naturally realize how vulgar and unbearable your ex-wife was.
"Father, do you think any man could escape my grasp with my talents?"
Song Yixin spoke with great confidence, and she had the right to be proud.
Besides her beautiful appearance, her talent is her greatest advantage.
The title of the most talented woman in the capital is well-deserved.
This is also why Prime Minister Song doted on this daughter.
A daughter who is praised by everyone will naturally make him proud.
Prime Minister Song stroked his beard. "Since you've made up your mind, I'll give you a chance."
But remember, if Shura doesn't have that intention, you must obediently listen to your father and marry him.
His daughter was merely a tool for arranged marriages, but he wasn't entirely heartless.
After all, she is his beloved daughter. If the person she chooses can succeed, he will accept it.
After all, the third-ranked scholar was quite capable, and with a little effort, he could naturally secure a place in the imperial court.
If that doesn't work out, he naturally has other options.
The marriage relationships in the capital are complex and intertwined, and many people know each other well, making them easy to select.
Prime Minister Song was adept at striking a balance between avoiding arousing the emperor's suspicion and quietly increasing his own power.
Song Yixin was overjoyed. As long as her father was willing to help her, she would have no worries.
Unlike her sisters, she didn't focus her attention on the young masters of the capital.
She had always looked down on these rich young men.
There are many who are ignorant and incompetent because they rely on their family's power and influence. Some of them appear respectable on the surface, but those who grew up with them know very well what they are really like in private.
In the capital, you can count the number of people who are well-known on one hand.
Even so, many people are watching, and the doorstep for matchmakers is practically worn down.
Therefore, her attention was always focused on the students who were going to the capital to take the imperial examinations.
Some people, although their families are poor, will not be poor forever.
With the Prime Minister's mansion as her backing, she could help anyone who wasn't dull-witted rise to the top.
With Prime Minister Song's arrangement, the opportunity came quickly. A few days later, Song Yixin received news that the Hanlin Academy, where Xiu Luo was located, would organize a group outing.
It's nice to go for a spring outing! Although the weather is still a bit chilly, it's definitely time to put on some spring clothes.
Song Yixin put on the spring dress she had bought from Xiuchun Pavilion at great expense early in the morning.
The spring gowns from Xiuchun Pavilion have always been highly sought after by noble ladies in the capital.
Their spring shirts are always in high demand.
She put some thought into keeping this one.
Naturally beautiful clothes are only suitable for someone like her.
The Hanlin Academy allowed family members to bring their children on this spring outing, ostensibly so that everyone could get to know each other better.
When officials serve in the same court, it is sometimes necessary for wives to engage in diplomacy.
There were some things they couldn't do themselves, so they relied on their wives' connections.
Fortunately, the place chosen by the Hanlin Academy for their spring outing was also a popular spot for young ladies throughout the capital, so Song Yixin's appearance there didn't seem out of place.
The peach blossoms in the woods are all in full bloom, and the pink and white petals carry a sweet fragrance as they are gently blown by the breeze.
The court was not so strict with women, and many women could go out and walk around openly in groups.
When Song Yixin arrived, there were already quite a few people there.
She feigned composure and walked nonchalantly toward the area where the Hanlin Academy was located for spring outings.
"Miss, it looks like Young Master Xiu is just ahead," the maid whispered in her ear.
Her eyes lit up with joy, and she looked in the direction the maid had indicated, and sure enough, she saw Shura dressed in blue.
Today, Shura wasn't wearing his official robes; the blue brocade made his face appear even more gentle, and she couldn't help but stare at him, mesmerized.
He's really good-looking, with a clean and refined air; he's so much better than those young masters in the capital.
Song Yixin smiled, a smile she had deliberately practiced in front of the mirror to make her look more charming.
She walked toward Shura, and just as she was about to call out to him, she saw him quickly take a few steps in one direction and reach out to support a woman's hand.
"It's a bit windy here, be careful." Shura helped Qifei adjust her cloak.
Qifei pouted, "It's so hot. It's spring already, who still wears a cloak?"
"No, you just had a baby not long ago. If I weren't really in a bind today, I wouldn't want to come out at all."
"Now that you're out here, you'd better behave. If you catch a cold because of this, I'll be heartbroken."
Shura looked at Qifei disapprovingly, and instead of unbuttoning the cloak as she had asked, he pulled it even tighter.
"Well, I'm so bored at home, I'm finally able to get rid of those three brats."
"Don't let me go home, I'm going to explore the world today."
Qifei felt a little regretful about the clothes she had specially chosen for today.
Because she had just given birth not long ago, her bust size is quite impressive.
She felt that Shura's refusal to let her take off her cloak was definitely due to his petty nature.
Her guess was correct; Shura's eyes hadn't left Qifei since she changed her clothes that morning.
Looking at her full chest and slender waist, it was as if she was practically buried in it.
He held her tenderly for a while, almost making them late for their departure, before reluctantly letting her go.
But when they arrived at the spring outing site, he absolutely refused to let Qifei take off her clothes.
The reasons they gave were also quite plausible: she had just given birth to three children, so her body must be weak and she couldn't be exposed to the wind, otherwise the evil wind would enter her body and harm the children as well.
The main reason is that Qifei is still breastfeeding her child, while the wet nurses only take care of the children to sleep at night.
If Qifei catches a cold, it will definitely affect the child.
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