Chu Jin married into Duke Li's Mansion, just like when he was in his second mother's house. Duke Lu treated her as his great-granddaughter, and Mei even loved her as his daughter. Other brides were nervous about tea. Chu Jin only needed to be ashamed and did not need to be familiar with each other again and adapted to the process. Lu Jun was even more sticky to her. He came to her as soon as he came back. He no longer had to worry about his son going out for fun.

The newlyweds mix oil in honey, which made Mei envious. I remember that when she first got married with her husband, it was the same.

Gillian was not worried about Chu Jin's life in Duke Li's Mansion. It was hard enough to handle the marriage. After two days of rest, while the Dragon Boat Festival court was on holiday, Gillian called Meng Zhao to the front and asked her eldest son with a smile what kind of girl he liked: "Chu Jin is married, you are not young now and have an official position. Mom should arrange it for you."

It is natural to get married and start a business. Meng Zhao thought about it carefully for a moment and said, "My son has no requirements. I just hope that the girl is willing to marry me, not greedy for our family's lintel or bride price, or is forced to marry me by such parents. My son does not want to wrong anyone."

A simple request is ultimately because he is worried that his identity as a adopted son of the Zhao family will not be favored.

Jiao was distressed and angry: "What does it mean to be wronged by others? You are handsome and are the emperor's chosen Tanhualang. How many literati have not been able to get a Jinshi for decades. You are already a seventh-rank official in the Hanlin Academy before you reach the age of 1998. Your father was still a constable in a small county town when you were at your age. Who can marry you is a blessing, so how can you feel wronged?"

Meng Zhao smiled gently: "If my future wife can think like this with my mother, I will be lucky in my life and have a good relationship."

Ajiao snorted, "Just wait, mom will definitely find this good marriage for you!"

Meng Zhao believes in his mother.

Gillian began to find a suitable wife candidate for her eldest son, while Meng Zhao devoted himself to working in the Hanlin Academy.

Meng Zhao's current official position is editor of the Hanlin Academy. His main responsibilities are for Emperor Xuanhe to teach books every month. He serves Emperor Xuanhe and records the emperor's words and deeds for one day and drafts edicts. When he should not do these two things, Meng Zhao stayed in the Hanlin Academy to compile, scholastic team, sort out the history of the previous dynasty, and lived a fulfilling life every day.

On this day, he should have taught a book for Emperor Xuanhe. When he came to the imperial study room, he found that Princess Yongjia was also there. He sat next to Emperor Xuanhe in a coquettish manner and said he wanted to listen together.

Emperor Xuan and Di agreed with a smile.

However, it is no difference whether Princess Yongjia is here or not. Meng Zhao opened the books prepared in advance, with a calm expression and a clear voice.

Emperor Xuanhe had just finished reviewing a batch of memorials. His eyes were tired, so he leaned against the long couch next to the window and listened with his eyes closed.

Princess Yongjia was holding a round fan in her hand, shaking gently in front of her, both fanning and blocking the sight that her father might be able to see at any time. Her peach blossom eyes silently looked at Meng Zhao's facial features with a little enjoyment.

As a princess, Princess Yongjia has seen many beauties and many handsome men, but those beauties are all amazing at first glance, such as the noble and gracefulness of the father, the solemn and majestic of the uncle, the smooth and beautiful jade of the third brother, and the dazzling and dazzling of the fourth brother, the dazzling and dazzling of the fourth brother, will not be ignored.

Only Meng Zhao, at first glance, looked so ordinary, but after careful examination, he found that his facial features were delicate and handsome, but his temperament was too restrained, as if he wanted to hide it and not want to be noticed by others.

This contrast between demeanor and appearance made Princess Yongjia obsessed with it, as if she had discovered a banished immortal. The more he wanted to hide, the more he wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person. The more she wanted to admire his immortal posture, the more she wanted to expose his disguise.

The daily lecture time is half an hour. If the emperor has any doubts in the middle, the Hanlin officials who teach the lecture will still answer. If the emperor answers well, he will naturally appreciate it. If he doesn’t answer well, he may lose the qualification to meet the saint again.

Emperor Xuanhe listened for a long time, finally opened his eyes, sat down and started asking.

When the king and his subjects debated, Princess Yongjia seemed impatient and suddenly said to Emperor Xuanhe: "Father, my daughter will surrender first."

Emperor Xuanhe smiled and nodded.

Princess Yongjia left. After leaving the imperial study room, she was not in a hurry to leave. She stood in front of the hall and looked into the distance. The sky was blue today, which was really pleasing to the eye.

She calculated the time, and within a quarter of an hour, Meng Zhao really came out.

Hearing the footsteps, Princess Yongjia turned around and smiled and said to Meng Zhao: "Mr. Meng, I was also confused just now. I wonder if I can ask you to talk to me?"

The sky is as blue as the sky is, and the palaces are towering. In this imperial city where civil and military ministers dare not make noise and make noise. However, the princess seems to be in the backyard of an ordinary house, smiling innocently and cunningly, and smiling dazzlingly.

Meng Zhao looked at it and lowered his head, saying respectfully: "Princess, please speak."

Princess Yongjia said, "There are ministers here at any time. I'll go to the Hanlin Academy with you. I'm going to borrow books from the Hanlin Academy. You can tell me on the way."

Meng Zhao felt it was inappropriate, so he looked at the embroidery on the princess's skirt and said, "Hanlin Academy is quite far from the imperial study room. The princess is reading He Shu. After finding him, the official asked the palace servant to send it to the princess. The princess should go back to the harem first."

Princess Yongjia smiled and said, "I don't know which book I want to read, so I have to choose it myself. Let's go, I won't feel tired if I have such a little road."

Meng Zhao could no longer refuse, and glanced at the imperial study room behind him, hoping that the emperor would not blame him after he learned about this.

Along the way, Princess Yongjia asked Meng Zhao a lot of things, and Meng Zhao answered them one by one. When he arrived at the Hanlin Academy, he declined the princess' proposal to invite him to choose books and returned to her position to continue working.

Princess Yongjia pouted, picked two books casually, and returned to the harem.

"Your Majesty, the princess is back."

In the imperial study, Eunuch Liu whispered.

Emperor Xuanhe nodded and ordered: "I informed the Hanlin Academy, there is no need to let Editor Meng come here again."

Eunuch Liu respectfully accepted the order. After coming out, he sighed softly. He kept following the emperor. The little princess was also considered the princess who grew up, with golden branches and jade leaves. It is not good for anyone to like. She insisted on a adopted son who didn't even know whose biological parents were. Even though he was talented and looked like Pan An, how could he be attracted to the emperor?

There are many officials in the Hanlin Academy, and Meng Zhao can only take the turn to lecture once a month, but the adult in charge of the Hanlin Academy was shocked when he received the emperor's oral order. He immediately called Meng Zhao over and asked him what he had made today and actually violated the emperor.

Meng Zhao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, shook his head and said he didn't know.

It was very regretful to go up the peak. Meng Zhao was talented and had a relationship with the imperial concubine. He thought Meng Zhao had a bright future, but he didn't expect that he was rejected by Emperor Xuanhe as soon as he entered the Hanlin Academy.

"Forget it, you can edit books in the Hanlin Academy in the future." He has been working as an editor. Although he cannot be promoted, he is still idle. He has been waiting for more than ten or twenty years. When the new emperor takes office, Meng Zhao was only about forty years at that time. He did not have any hope at all. He thought with great care.

Meng Zhao understood, how dare he think about the princess’ identity and his identity?

Meng Zhao did not tell his parents about the palace, as if nothing had happened.

Princess Yongjia is still looking forward to listening to Meng Zhao's lectures next month when she is on the turn of the day and watching him lectures again. Gillian, who knows nothing about this, looks for a good girl for Meng Zhao.

In fact, after the family returned to Beijing, people always came to propose marriage. Moreover, with the head of Meng Zhao's high school case, Jie Yuan and Tanhualang, the people who proposed marriages became higher and higher. After all, a young and handsome Tanhualang, even a poor family, would be appreciated by high-ranking officials. What's more, Meng Zhao also had an adoptive father who was a third-rank Dali Temple Minister, and an aunt who was a concubine in the palace. It is said that His Highness Duan also appreciated Meng Zhao's talent.

A Jiao picked her around and took a fancy to a girl from a censor of the Censorate. The Censor, named Li, was a poor family like Zhao Yanping. He was appreciated and promoted by the emperor all the time by his own ability and fairness. Censor Li was in his forties, with two sons and one daughter, and both sons were both Jinshis and became officials. His daughter was fifteen years old this year, with a pretty appearance and gentle temperament. She was definitely not a greedy person.

Gillian first dated Mrs. Li, and she was satisfied. After discussing with Zhao Yanping, she came to ask her son what she meant.

"If you think it's OK, mom will arrange for you two to see each other."

Meng Zhao smiled and said, "My mother has troubled me, my son will listen to you."

Gillian greeted Mrs. Li, and set the day for the minister to see him at the end of May, and Zhao Yanping took Meng Zhao to Li's house to be a guest on that day.

Meng Zhao always agreed.

It’s rainy in summer, so it’s time to come. It’s clear in the morning, and it’s a sudden rain in a short while.

At dusk that day, Meng Zhao came out of the Hanlin Courtyard and found that it was raining.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

Just as I was about to find a colleague to support me, a familiar sweet voice suddenly came from behind me: "Big Cousin."

Meng Zhao's heart tightened, and his colleagues winked at him and walked away with a smile.

Meng Zhao turned around and saw Princess Yongjia. The palace maid held an umbrella for her. She stood under the umbrella in a red dress, holding an umbrella in her hand.

"Big cousin, the rain came suddenly. Mother's mother was worried that you and my uncle didn't bring an umbrella, so she asked me to send it to her." Princess Yongjia said with a smile. Because it was a private matter, she used the name of relatives.

Meng Zhao didn't dare to look at His Highness the Princess for a long time, and bent down to thank him, "Thank you for your kindness, but the rain is not heavy, so you don't need to hold an umbrella."

After saying that, Meng Zhao turned around and rushed into the rain. He did not run away, did not lose his manners, but his steps were as fast as avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Princess Yongjia was stunned, watching the slender figure being wet by the rain, and would rather be a chicken than take her umbrella.

"Princess, stop watching, let's go to Dali Temple." The little palace maid whispered.

Princess Yongjia smiled bitterly, went to Dali Temple in a low mood, and gave her an umbrella to her uncle.

If I had known that Meng Zhao would not like her, why would she have to compete with the eunuch for this job?

Princess Yongjia felt wronged, but she couldn't ask her uncle Meng Zhao why she treated her like that. After enduring her, her little face became even more sad.

Zhao Yanping asked worriedly: "What's wrong with the princess?"

Princess Yongjia didn't want to say anything, so she said to her uncle slowly, and she led the palace maid away.

No matter how insightful Zhao Yanping has, he has no clue at all, and he can't guess the girl's thoughts that have just begun to fall in love.

Holding the umbrella sent by his niece, Zhao Yanping walked out of the imperial city, and Gillian still sent Guo Xing to pick him up and Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao was already sitting in the car, soaked.

"Why didn't you come out on the same road with your colleagues?" Zhao Yanping frowned. This was not the first time that it had rained since his son became an official. He should have known that his family would send a carriage to pick him up.

Meng Zhao smiled and said, "Forgot."

The young man's hair was still dripping, and Zhao Yanping shook his head and took out a veil for his son to wipe his face.
Chapter completed!