Chapter 473: Well, all the work is in vain



Chapter 473: Well, all the work is in vain

Qin Zhaoyue clung to the window sill, leaned out half of his body to look down, then drew back and blinked mischievously.

"You're making such a big fuss, Third Sister, are you... thinking about a man?"

"Go away! You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."

Qin Zhaowan gave her a sidelong glance and reached out to pull her back. "This was prepared especially for you."

Looking out from this carved wooden window on the third floor, the view is excellent, and you can take in the vast garden scenery in front.

At this moment, the carefully tended lawns, pavilions, winding paths and corridors were filled with young men in blue shirts or brocade clothes.

"Almost all the unmarried officials in Beijing who were of marriageable age and had a clean family background received invitations,"

Qin Zhaowan stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at the "scenery" outside the window.

"Here they are, all there for you to choose from."

Among the several royal heirs who have now reached adulthood, only Zhao Yue's marriage has not yet been decided.

Two days ago, the Queen Mother specially summoned the sisters and mentioned this matter to them, which led to today's grand flower viewing event.

The flower viewing was fake; the real purpose was to find a husband for the sixth sister who had made outstanding contributions but had delayed marriage.

This time, the Queen Mother was even more generous and paid for all the expenses of the flower party.

Qin Zhaoyue raised her slender eyebrows slightly when she heard this, and said with a hint of amusement:

"Oh, Third Sister is so concerned about my lifelong event?"

"It's a rare opportunity. Since everyone's here, you can pick and choose. What if you find someone you like?"

Qin Zhaoyue did not show any resistance, but nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, it's okay to take a look, but...where's my aunt? Why didn't you call her over too?

Isn't she single too? It's a good opportunity for them to meet each other."

"Your Highness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly anxious cry came from the shadows in the corner, and then a figure appeared hastily.

It turned out that Yinzhe was busy with official duties today, so the responsibility of accompanying and protecting him fell on Dou Zu.

When he heard that Qin Zhaoyue wanted to drag the deputy commander into the son-in-law selection, he was so anxious that he shouted out loud.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on him.

After Dou Zuan showed up, he didn't know what to say and could only stand there awkwardly.

His face flushed red, and he felt like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Seeing his embarrassed and stammering appearance, Qin Zhaoyue was full of disgust and scolded him rudely:

"I've told you several times, if you like someone, go after them bravely.

If you are useless, don't blame us for worrying about you and introducing some young talents to your aunt."

"Your Highness, I..." Dou Zuan's face showed struggle and his lips trembled a few times.

He used to be his immediate superior, and now that he knew of his royal identity, his feelings for him made him even more hesitant.

"What do you mean?" Qin Zhaoyue said bluntly, "Opportunities are earned through hard work."

"You can't catch it yourself. If your aunt is really married off by someone else in the future, don't hide in bed and cry secretly."

Dou Zuan was choked and speechless, his face turning red and white.

However, after just a moment, he suddenly clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

There was a desperate determination in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of resolution.

The third princess Qin Zhaowan and the fourth princess Qin Zhaoshu exchanged glances, thinking that Xiaoliu really enjoyed watching the fun and making trouble.

Isn't she afraid that her aunt will find out and cause trouble for her if she keeps teasing him like this?

On second thought, with Xiaoliu's current level of cultivation, it is not certain that my aunt would be able to do anything to her. No wonder she is so confident.

Qin Zhaowan reached out and pulled Qin Zhaoyue, bringing the topic back on track:

"Okay, okay, take care of your own business first."

Qin Zhaoshu, who was standing by, also took a booklet from his hand.

"Sixth sister, take a look first, and if you see anything you like, please point it out.

This booklet records their resumes, family backgrounds, personalities, and preferences in quite detail."

Wow! Qin Zhaoyue looked at the thick booklet and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Third and fourth sisters, you guys really came here well prepared."

She shrugged nonchalantly, "Sure, I can't refuse such a kind offer. I'll take a look first."

With her current eyesight, she could clearly see the faces and figures of the men in the garden downstairs even from a long distance.

Putting aside other things for now, the first step is naturally to have good chemistry.

In short, one word: handsome.

Among the hundreds of young talents in the garden, not many actually know the deep meaning behind this flower viewing event.

Most people just thought it was a matchmaking event hosted by the royal family for unmarried men and women in the capital.

There are many such gatherings every year, and families with children of appropriate age will try their best to participate.

Polo clubs, literary gatherings, poetry societies, flower viewing and lake cruises, etc., are just different forms.

This time, the event was jointly organized by several princes, and the standard was simply higher, with more young men coming.

However, those who vaguely knew the inside story were no longer so happy with each other.

For example, the outstanding descendants of the two ministers who assist the country.

"Lord Pei, how are you?" Meng Jian clasped his fists and spoke in a loud voice.

He was wearing a dark blue suit today, and a brocade robe of the same color embroidered with dark silver cloud patterns.

He wore a leather belt around his waist and black boots, which made his figure look as straight as a pine tree.

In this slightly cool late autumn, he looks particularly energetic and neat.

"Commander Meng, long time no see." Pei Xueqi returned the greeting with a bow in a light tone.

He was wearing a moon-white, wide-sleeved Confucian robe with fluttering sleeves.

The collar and cuffs are embroidered with delicate green bamboo patterns, and a dark blue thin cloak is worn on the outside, which adds a touch of the elegant temperament of a scholar.

One of them is a scholar and the other a warrior. They come from extraordinary backgrounds and have remarkable abilities.

He is a leader among the younger generation and is unrivaled at the moment.

Pei Xueqi has established a firm foothold in the Ceremonial Department and was promoted to the rank of fourth-rank imperial examination supervisor for his contributions to promoting girls' schools.

Meng Jian, because of his military achievements in suppressing the rebellion in the southern border, successfully took over the Beijing camp and became the commander-in-chief.

The attitudes of the two elders towards this matter are now quite subtle, and both of them let it go.

After all, after the assassination of His Majesty and the Sixth Princess's efforts to save the situation, everyone knew that the Sixth Princess was a die-hard royalist, and even the usually cautious Meng Guang felt relieved.

"The autumn wind is blowing today, and Lord Pei is thin. Please be careful not to catch a cold and don't let the wind blow you."

Meng Jian spoke with concern, but his eyes glanced at the other person's slightly thin body.

Pei Xueqiao's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his lips curled slightly:

"Thank you for your concern, Commander Meng.

"Commander, I'm afraid you would find it boring and uninteresting at such an elegant gathering of flower viewing and poetry recitation, and it would be difficult to find a soulmate, right?"

The implication is to satirize his lack of understanding of romance.

"snort!"

"snort!"

The two of them turned their faces away at the same time, looking at each other with disgust.

Just at this moment, Qin Zhaoyue's figure appeared at the window on the third floor of the brothel, leaning on the railing and looking down.

Meng Jian's cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth level, and his spiritual perception was sharp, so he immediately noticed the gaze coming towards him.

Looking up, he happened to meet Qin Zhaoyue's gaze.

He subconsciously straightened his back, straightened his already neat collar, and raised his chest higher.

He knew that the Sixth Prince preferred men with a strong body and eight-pack abs!

Commander Meng, feeling that he had a great advantage, instantly became full of fighting spirit.

Although Pei Xueqi did not have such keen perception, he was very sensitive and immediately noticed that Meng Jian's body beside him suddenly tensed up, and followed his gaze to look towards the brothel.

My eyesight was limited and I could only see a blurry and slender figure standing by the window from a distance.

But judging from Meng Jian’s reaction, it must be the Sixth Princess!

Pei Xueqiao's heart moved, and he hurriedly wanted to tidy up his appearance.

However, just as he raised his hand, Meng Jian beside him suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Hey, Master Pei, I'm talking to you, why are you looking around so rudely?"

Meng Jian deliberately frowned, but did not loosen his grip.

Pei Xueqiao tried to break free, his tone slightly annoyed: "Commander Meng, please let go. Who doesn't know etiquette?"

"If you have the guts, try to break free yourself?"

"You! Rude!"

"Hit me."

Upstairs, Qin Zhaoyue, who had seen the entire scene, couldn't help but roll his eyes and whispered, "Childish."

Seeing her leaning against the window and looking at it for a long time, but with a playful look on her face and no comment, Qin Zhaowan coughed lightly and leaned closer to whisper:

"Sixth sister, in terms of family background, talent, character, appearance, and future prospects, among the younger generation, Pei Xueqiao and Meng Jian are undoubtedly the most outstanding.

One is a scholar and the other is a warrior, both are rare heroes.

Furthermore, both of them have worked with you before and know you well, making them the perfect candidates."

"Oh~~~" Qin Zhaoyue drew out the words in a flat tone without making any comment.

The more than one hundred well-dressed young talents downstairs, judging solely by their appearance and temperament, seemed... not to be more outstanding than the group of beauties she had rescued from Chengyuan and kept in her house.

As for family background, ability and future, which are the most important factors for others when choosing a son-in-law, what do they matter to her?

Seeing that Xiaoliu seemed to be lacking interest, Qin Zhaoshu also spoke up to persuade him:

"Didn't you always say that you liked men with sharp edges?

In Fourth Sister's opinion, Meng Jian should be the one who best meets your requirements.

Furthermore, the Meng family has a clear attitude and will not become an obstacle."

How could she have the time to collect intelligence on so many people in just two days?

Most of the contents in that thick booklet were generously provided by a certain enthusiastic deputy commander, and even his private preference for "angularity" was not omitted.

Qin Zhaoyue waved his hand disinterestedly.

"Hey, those were just jokes told when I was young and ignorant, don't take them seriously.

Now I see...it's just like that."

In fact, it’s no wonder that Qin Zhaoyue is picky.

There are also some former Chengyuan servants in her house who have eight-pack abs.

They are more handsome, know how to serve others better, and each of them has a skill in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, dance or music.

In comparison, these noble gentlemen downstairs who acted with airs did lack some novelty.

Xiaojiu also came over at this time, shaking Qin Zhaoyue's arm, and asked curiously:

"Sixth sister, there are so many people here, don't you even notice any of them?"

Under the expectant or curious gazes of several brothers and sisters, Qin Zhaoyue nodded calmly.

"Indeed, I didn't like it."

Everyone: “…”

Well, it was all in vain.

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