Everyone laughed immediately.
"Ms. Wu, are you really interested in him?" someone asked.
The speaker was the daughter of the Minister of War, named Wu Qiaoyun. She was unassuming and said casually, "Yes, I've had a crush on him ever since he became famous for his poem "Poems on Willows." It's a pity we haven't been destined to be together, and my father wouldn't agree to help me find a match."
"Wow, it's been over half a year since he did that, and he still hasn't made a move. Isn't he afraid that someone else will snatch it away?" another person laughed.
"So today I'm going to take action." Wu Qiaoyun said, "You sisters won't snatch it from me, right?"
"Humph, you don't deserve him."
A cold snort came from the side, and Wu Qiaoyun was immediately furious. She turned her head to look over, and her neck suddenly shrank. She said, "Miss Han."
Han Shiying strode over, holding another woman's hand.
Han Shiying was dressed in a dashing and androgynous manner, which dazzled some women. He said, "I have my eye on Zhao Lin. Everyone, please don't fight over him."
"It's his blessing to be favored by Miss Han."
"I never thought a beggar could have such good fortune."
"It seems that the Duke of England will have a wedding soon."
Everyone complimented him.
Zhao Mingyu and Zhao Mingya's expressions changed slightly.
In this era, it is very common for cousins to get married. Many large families even specifically arrange for cousins to get married to strengthen their relationship.
However, Zhao Lin had severed ties with the Zhenbei Marquisate. If he and Han Shiying were to become lovers, where would the Zhenbei Marquisate be? Where would Han Yuehua's face be?
The two of them wanted to speak immediately.
Wu Qiaoyun spoke first, somewhat unconvinced, "Miss Han is too overbearing."
"So what?" Han Shiying raised his head and said, "No one can snatch the man I like from me. If anyone dares to snatch him, I will smash him to death."
Everyone knew that Han Shiying had inherited the skills of the old Duke of England, and that he was incredibly powerful with a stick. The women present were mostly only good at needlework, and those who occasionally practiced martial arts were just show-offs. How could they possibly provoke Han Shiying? They all laughed and said,
"Miss Han, you're joking. Who dares to argue with you?"
"Why don't we call Zhao Lin over now and tell him this great news."
"I think he'll faint from happiness."
"Of course."
The women all spoke.
"no."
Zhao Mingya suddenly spoke.
Han Shiying looked at this little cousin and asked unhappily, "Why?"
Zhao Mingya said, "My cousin is the daughter of the Duke of Yingguo. Zhao Lin is just a scholar. Although he has some talent and is lucky enough to be valued by the prefect, Lord Li, and become his staff, how can he have the right to ask my cousin to speak up and make others laugh at him for no reason?"
Han Shiying snorted coldly: "Let's see who dares to laugh at me."
Zhao Mingya wised up now and said, "What I mean is, it's best to wait until the palace exam is over. If he's lucky enough to pass the imperial examination, then we can find a son-in-law from the list. Wouldn't that be a great idea? It's better than getting the news out now and having people laugh at my cousin for having to kidnap someone because she can't find a man."
Although Zhao Mingya's last words were unpleasant to hear, they also made sense. Han Shiying pondered for a moment and nodded, "Yes, you are right. But I am warning everyone here, Zhao Lin is the man I have set my eyes on, and no one else is allowed to have any ideas about him. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, Miss Han. We will help you keep an eye on him. We will deal with anyone who dares to take advantage of him."
"From now on, Zhao Lin's surname will be changed to Han."
"I wonder how happy he will be when he finds out that Miss Han has chosen him."
These people said one after another.
Some people feel very disdainful.
He is just a scholar who crawled out of a beggar's den. Although he has some talent and luck, there are many people who are more talented and luckier than him, and they also have a background. Only a rude woman like Han Shiying can be attracted to him.
Zhao Mingyu and Zhao Mingya both had complicated feelings. They didn't expect that their always proud cousin would fall in love with Zhao Lin.
If Zhao Lin was still the young master of the Zhenbei Marquisate, this would naturally be a good thing.
The key point is that they broke up.
"We must tell mother as soon as we get back and let her decide." The two girls thought to themselves.
The news that Han Shiying fell in love with Zhao Lin spread quickly.
Zhao Chenhan just came over and heard such upsetting news. He was so angry that he almost smashed the wine glass in his hand.
It was with great difficulty that I managed to control my facial expression, when I heard someone next to me say, "What a pity. The young lady of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion, if you can get her, brother Zhao, with the Duke of Yingguo's support, your future will be much easier."
Zhao Chenhan almost gnashed his teeth to keep himself from losing composure, and said with a smile: "My cousin has always been arrogant. Most people can't catch her eye, including me."
"I really don't know what's so good about Zhao Lin. He's just a bit more handsome, more talented, and luckier than you, Brother Zhao. But how can he compare to you, the heir of the Zhenbei Marquisate? Miss Han is so blind. She let go of you, Brother Zhao, a pearl, and chose Zhao Lin, a grain of sand."
It was unclear whether the person next to him was complimenting Zhao Chenhan or deliberately being disgusting, but these words made Zhao Chenhan feel extremely upset.
"Wang Zicheng of the Cavalry General's Mansion, just wait for me. When Prince Yu ascends the throne, I, as a loyal minister, will be the first to kill your entire family."
Zhao Chenhan remembered Wang Zicheng firmly. He remained calm on the surface and smiled, "My cousin and I are too familiar with each other. We are like siblings. We are just family, and there is no other feeling. Actually, my mother and aunt talked about this matter, but neither of us felt anything. I can only say it's a pity."
"Brother Zhao is really magnanimous." Wang Zicheng praised.
…
Bai Shicheng was stunned, then gloated, "Han Shiying is not a woman you can easily mess with. Zhao Lin is in trouble."
He was very happy.
If Han Shiying could really get rid of Zhao Lin, not only would he have one less competitor, but Zhao Lin's future miserable life could be imagined, which would be even more gratifying than Bai Shicheng drinking a glass of fine wine.
"It's a pity that bitch Fu Liqing still ignores me."
Thinking of Fu Liqing, Bai Shicheng's face darkened again.
Bai Shicheng knew that Fu Liqing was coming to attend the chrysanthemum viewing party, so he came to see her specially. However, Fu Liqing kept chatting next to her in order to avoid him, which made Bai Shicheng very angry.
"Hmph, let you be proud for a few more days. After the palace examination is over and we get married, I will let you know what a man is." Bai Shicheng thought to himself.
…
"That stinky beggar actually caught the eye of that woman Han Shiying?"
Jiang Yichen naturally came to such a gathering.
After hearing Han Shiying's declaration, he and Bai Shicheng were both gloating.
"Let him be arrogant. Let's see how arrogant he can be now. After getting married, Han Shiying will definitely control him tightly. Not to mention competing with me for women, I'm afraid his eyes will be gouged out if he looks at women a few more times. Then Han Shiying is not a good wife and mother."
The more Jiang Yichen thought about it, the happier he became: "For such a happy event, I must go and celebrate with Master Zhao. Let's go together."
Jiang Yichen pulled the people around him to look for Zhao Lin.
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