The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

This kind of intention alone shows how much the master values ​​his future wife.

"It is our master's blessing to meet Madam." Xiao Shiyi said from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes." Xiao Jiu nodded in agreement, rarely disagreeing with his brother, and silently blessing his master and his future wife in his heart.

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The news that Xiao Ruiyuan was granted a marriage quickly spread among the upper class in the capital, as if it had wings.

As the most promising young man, many families with marriageable daughters regard Xiao Ruiyuan as the best son-in-law candidate. Even if there were rumors that he had broken his sleeves, it would not dissuade those people from getting married. However, the threshold of Weiyuan Hou Mansion was changed a few times, but they just refused to answer the call. Unexpectedly, he was given a marriage just like that, and his fiancée turned out to be the newly promoted Lord of Hejia County.

In terms of status alone, one of the generals is Hejia County Lord, who is comparable in status to the princess, and the other is a first-grade general with great military exploits. They are a perfect match. Moreover, the two of them have good looks. From the appearance alone, they are also very harmonious.

However, the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is one of the most powerful families in the capital. General Xiao is also the master. Looking at the Mo family, counting up to three generations, there is only one scholar, who can barely be regarded as a farming and studying heirloom. , with such a family background, even if he is the number one scholar, he barely squeezes into the ranks of the nobles. Compared with the giant Weiyuan Hou Mansion, it is not enough.

The people who wanted General Xiao as their son-in-law were very unhappy. They felt deeply that Lord Hejia was not worthy of such an outstanding man. They secretly said anything and thought that Lord Hejia had used tricks to get the marriage granted by the Holy One. Otherwise, at the annual banquet, the Holy One said that he wanted to find a beautiful lady for General Xiao to be his wife. How could he slap himself in the face and give such a girl to him?

For a time, everyone was talking about anything, and they were all talking about Mo Yan. Many people even felt that Xiao Ruiyuan was not worthy and was forced by the imperial decree to marry such a woman.

However, Mo Yanyuan was in Liuyang Village, and even though the rumors in Beijing could drown people, they had no impact on her.

But Mo Qingze, who had not yet received a letter from his daughter, was miserable. He was looked at with envy and jealousy by his colleagues and felt a chill down his spine. He didn't know what happened and why his colleagues' attitude towards him changed drastically during lunch.

Seeing Mo Qingze's confused look, those people suddenly realized that this man went to the Prince's Mansion to give lectures to His Royal Highness in the morning, and they may not necessarily know that there is an envied son-in-law Chenglong Kuai.

So, a lecturer came to Mo Qingze's desk and congratulated him with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo will be successful in the future, but don't forget us colleagues!"

There are only ten or twenty lecturers in the Hanlin Academy, and there are more than thirty people in the Hanlin Academy based on seniority. However, not every lecturer has the opportunity to get ahead. Mo Qingze, the top scorer in high school, became the prince's lecturer in one fell swoop, specializing in giving lectures to the future king of the country. As long as nothing goes wrong, he will be able to rise to prominence in no time.

Now there is a son-in-law who is favored by the emperor, has a bright future and comes from a noble family. Even if he doesn't have to work so hard, he can make a career with his son-in-law. No one in the entire Hanlin Academy will deny this.

Listening to the strange voices of his colleagues, Mo Qingze frowned. Just as he was about to say something, there was a ringing sound in his ears. He turned around and saw a bird standing on the window, its bright little eyes dripping. looked at him.

Looking at the cute appearance of the bird, Mo Qingze smiled softly, took out the corn that had been prepared for a long time from the wooden box in the drawer, stood up and sprinkled it on the window sill, and with the help of his back, he took out the corn from the bird. He took the letter off his lap and read it at a glance, finally understanding why his colleagues had such an attitude towards him...