"Haha Lin Guard? Haha, brother Zhu, don't think about it. We, the soldiers of the Ha Lin Guard, have all experienced battles on the battlefield. Even the smallest ones have fought for more than ten battles. How can we not be like those who have not?"

How can a young man who has experienced ups and downs compare?"

Seeing the little fat man comparing these consort candidates with the Yulin Guards, Wang Bing was speechless for a moment. There is no comparison between these special ones, right?

"But if our Yulin Guardsmen weren't a little older than Xuan Yu, we would actually be much more suitable than those young people!"

Although the little fat man was a bit speechless when he compared these consorts with the Yulin Guards, it had to be said that Wang Bing himself fully agreed with the little fat man's point of view on this point.

Speaking of which, the selection of Habayashi Guards officers is much more stringent than the selection criteria for the Prince Consort. Not only do they need to be literate like these Prince Consort candidates, but their physical fitness is even better than these 'handsome sons'.

I don't know how much stronger it is.

Of course, there are not all areas where you are not as good as you are, such as appearance. After all, being a soldier is not a beauty pageant, and a pretty face is of little use on the battlefield.

"Well, let's choose first. If we are really not satisfied with it, at worst we can relax the age by a few years and then look for it from the Habayashi Guards!"

Hearing what Wang Bing said, the little fat man who was not very satisfied with these "handsome young master"-like consort candidates couldn't help but his eyes lit up at this moment.

"Brother Zhu, this is just your vision. Are you sure you will be satisfied with the Xuan Yu you chose?"

Seeing the little fat man's arranged look, Wang Bing couldn't help but look over with a joking look on his face.

"Isn't this important matter of marriage a matter of parents' orders and matchmaker's advice since ancient times? Is it possible that we still let Xuan Yu make the choice on her own?"

Seeing the joking look on Wang Bing's face, the little fat man immediately became dissatisfied.

"Really? Who was it that he came to seduce our eldest sister on the orders of his parents? Hehe!"

Facing the little fat man's dissatisfaction, Wang Bing couldn't help but look at him teasingly, and directly blocked his mouth with what he had done in the past.

"How can this be confused? They are different..."

…

"Tell me your name, place of origin, and briefly introduce yourself!"

After these consort candidates passed the physical examinations of two groups of doctors, Wang Bing, the marriage selector, came to the stage in person and began to 'interview' one by one in person.

"The champion, student Yang Chunyuan, is from the capital, born in August of the sixth year of Wanli. A member of the 'Chengxin Hall' of the Imperial College... Following the order of the family Yan, he came to participate in the selection of the consort prince!"

He raised his hands and saluted Wang Bing, and a candidate named Yang Chunyuan immediately began to briefly introduce himself.

In fact, what he said has been clearly remembered in the booklet in Wang Bing's hand. The reason why these candidates are asked to repeat it again is just to take this opportunity to test their articulation and language expression ability. Otherwise,

If you choose a stammering prince-in-law, the joke will be big.

"Are you ordered by Ling Ci? Could it be that you are unwilling to do so?"

Seeing the young man in front of him who was wearing the Imperial College uniform, who was a little thin in stature, but spoke with a bit of arrogance and aloofness, Wang Bing couldn't help but frown.

‘Damn it, you unweaned mother’s boy, even if you listened to your mother’s advice and ran for the prince-in-law, you don’t need to emphasize it on this occasion, right? Why, does it appear that you are very filial?’

"Well, back to Champion Hou, students, students are naturally willing to do so!"

Perhaps seeing Wang Bing's unkind tone, Yang Chunyuan quickly put away his previous arrogant and aloof attitude and answered Wang Bing again with his hands raised.

"Okay, let's go down first!"

Finally, after the other party left, Wang Bing grabbed his brush and put a big black cross behind his name.

"Well, first he pretended to be arrogant and noble, and then he changed his mind to the wind. How come such a bloodless person wants to marry our daughter?"

Seeing the big black cross Wang Bing made after his name, the fat man pretending to be a bodyguard couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"It's okay to be arrogant and arrogant. After all, we are young people. It's just that this person who even ran for the consort listened to his mother's words. What's going on? What if her mother said something in the future?

If Xuan's concubine is not good, then it shouldn't be regarded as a golden rule?"

Wang Bing didn't care about what the little fat man said about being arrogant and arrogant. But the 'mama's boy' really made him sick, so Yang Chunyuan was dismissed directly by Wang Bing.

But what Wang Bing and the little fat man didn't know was that the Yang Chunyuan they wiped out was actually Zhu Xuanyu, Princess Rongchang's consort in the original history.

However, Yang Chunyuan, the 'Mama's boy', doesn't know whether to say he is too 'filial', too irresponsible, or Oedipal. After his mother's death, this guy went on a hunger strike for seven days, killing her alive.

She starved to death, leaving Princess Rongchang, who was only in her thirties, a widow ever since.

"Well, third brother, you are right. Xuan Yu is a gentle and kind-hearted person. If you encounter an evil mother-in-law, plus such a... It seems that we made the right choice by letting you be the marriage chooser, haha

!”

Hearing Wang Bing's comments about Yang Chunyuan, the little fat man couldn't help but nodded in relief.

"Next!"

…

"Look at all the people the Ministry of Etiquette has chosen for me. I can't choose any of them. No one is pleasing to my eye!"

After a long time, Wang Bing interviewed one or two hundred people. The little fat man couldn't help but complain about the Ministry of Etiquette when he didn't like any of them.

"Choose another one today. Maybe someone will be able to catch your eye later? Haha!"

Although Wang Bing is not very satisfied with the 'quality' of these consort candidates, since they are here, they must be selected first, right?

"Student Yang Kedong, born in Chongqing Prefecture, is nineteen years old this year..."

Just when Wang Bing was about to interview another person and then get off work, a tall, sturdy man-in-law candidate from Chongqing Prefecture bowed to Wang Bing, and without waiting for Wang Bing to ask, he said something slightly "

The salt-and-pepper flavor introduced itself in Mandarin.

'Hey, this guy looks pretty good!'

Seeing the young man in front of them who was tall and strong and spoke confidently and generously, Wang Bing and the little fat man couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

There was no way, from the beginning of the interview, all the people I met were "handsome young men" with a feminine aura. Now a young man full of masculine aura suddenly came, everyone would find it refreshing.

"Are you a martial arts student?"

After looking at the information recorded in the booklet in his hand, Wang Bing immediately spoke again to confirm.

"Returning to the champion, I am indeed a member of the Chongqing Prefecture's martial arts students. I can shoot a bow, ride a horse and shoot well..."

Come on, this guy treats the selection of the Prince Consort as a martial arts exam!

"Come here, find him a hard bow, get him some heavy armor, and bring him a war horse!"
Chapter completed!