Did the third place winner regret it today?

The ones I see the most are my older brothers and younger brothers, watching a large group of little kids growing up right under their noses.
Each room leader had a look-see and the old man carried it himself, which was quite presentable, but it could not compare with the elite of the literati like Yang Shilu.

Recently, I have seen men who are more presentable and admirable. Most of them have good looks, good conversation and good manners. But most of them say that father-in-law should avoid suspicion and just look at him more.
In the past, I was addicted to the eyes.
Of course, a good husband is the essence of life, but a good husband is too light in my eyes, and I am still a long way from appreciating it at that age.

My husband’s heart was filled with alarm bells!
The look in my eyes clearly revealed the girl's admiration for the boy.
It's not the same look at all. Even when I was praising him, I didn't see that look.

Under this strong contrast, my husband finally realized that I had to look at my brother.
How come this happened?
I didn't look quickly at the backs of Yang Fu and his wife.
Yang Shilu's guy was actually quite tall, not much taller than Yang Shilu, but Yang Shilu's shoulders were much broader and stronger.
What kind of man should he be like?
I have to say...if it's difficult to grow flowers, then why not plant them first?
That's it, men always go to mature women first and then to young girls. It turns out that they all have the same taste preference.

"Just go and make a fuss, there's no need to worry about your age, your temperament will naturally develop over time."
I felt funny and said, "What are you talking about, Boss? Say something nice, you are still in your prime."
“……”Hello, husband.
As expected.

My husband feels terrible.
Because if I want to learn something from Yang Fu, such as his tone of voice, or some of his unique body language and posture, I can change myself to imitate him.
But what if we just simply choose the old men first?
If you don't grow up, you will grow to be twenty-five, twenty-six or thirty years old. If you don't grow up, you will change your body shape and become broad-shouldered and thick-backed.

I have to continue praising Hua He, "Mrs. Yang has a very good temperament, a strong scholarly air, speaks kindly, and makes everyone see it first. Don't you think they look like a couple?"
Yang Hanlin is undoubtedly cultured, after all, he is the second in the country. Mr. Yang also looks like a cultured person. Imagine that they are the kind of couple who sing and follow each other, and read books and drink tea.

I imagine that it should be like that when Fu Hao and Feng Luoyi were together.
For young men and women, we will do our best to help and protect them.
But it is naive to say that given the social class system, the class consciousness that is deeply rooted in the bones of husband and wife, and the primitive desire of such a young male for the opposite sex, it is impossible to predict how long his love with Feng Luoyi can last.

It is said that being in the middle of it, one can only try to withdraw, to treat his own Zhenna as his wife, and Feng Luoyi Zhenna as his concubine.
If I say any more, it will be difficult to say anything.
It's useless to say that you are just trapped in it and trying to find a way out.

Some thoughts just flashed through my mind for a moment, I have to get rid of them. It's a good holiday, just have fun. I have to think about those things that actually don't solve the problem at all.
"Let's go, I'll go over there." He took a step forward.
Green Yankui and several other maids followed closely and said.

My husband is so big and I can keep up.
But in fact, I had already heard from "Mr. Yang" just now, and my mind was full of "in the prime of life".
It's very frustrating.

Later, when we met again and again, although my husband introduced me to her, he was not as enthusiastic as at the beginning.
Because he didn't work in the Imperial Academy, his other job was right next to the emperor in the palace. If he didn't have a social circle, then his level would be low. No matter what, he would definitely become a Jinshi.
And the Jinshi were already the elites among the people.

And when I meet such a long time ago, there is no exception, and most of them are "old men".
As expected, I had to show an expression of appreciation and pleasure.
If the husband is good, the mood will be even worse.

I have to say I admire my husband's good social circle.
The person who is well-read and elegant is completely suitable for the kind of social circle that my husband likes.
Each one looks so good.

I quietly asked my husband, "Why are you so young? How can I not see those older ones?"
"..." Husband, "Is it light even if you haven't seen it?"
How do you feel it's so easy?

I think flowers and "that's just like my aunt and uncle, haven't you seen them come to appreciate the flowers? They come in this season at this age."
"I've never seen a good flower show. I've never seen that. I've never seen that old man gather together, comment on some articles and things, write some poems, and find a famous singing girl to sing. I've never seen a flower show like that. I've never seen flowers like that many times. I love to come and crowd in."
Having said that, he was so great and had such a high rank that he never saw the circle and how they played.

I have to say, "What old man? You can call me aunt. Aunt is not that young. You must remember that no woman wants to be bullied."
It is said that her eyes and eyebrows are lively, and she is smiling and angry.
Okay, whatever you say is right.
The husband tried to retort, but when he got close to the peony flower and sniffed its fragrance, he didn't take the opportunity to stare at her eyebrows, eyes and lips, as if nothing he said mattered.
Ping Mo was right next to them, and he turned his face away.

I met the man I had just met in the capital again, and he called out to his husband, "Jiyun, there's a poetry contest going on over there, you go ahead."
Ping Mo thought Fu Hao would refuse. But Hua Fu Hao agreed directly and said, "Go. Wait for me."
Huh?
Pingmo was a little surprised. Would it be a waste of time with the young master if he went there? Would the young master be happy if he went there? After all, it was rare for him to go out for the day.

But I was not as disappointed as Pingmo thought. On the contrary, my eyes lit up when I heard about the "poetry contest" and I asked directly, "Is it hosted by the temple? What's the prize?"
The reaction was really quick. My husband wanted to give her a surprise. That's all Xiaohua and "My sister-in-law just came to Beijing and went to Zhihua Momohua to compete in poetry for a few days. Of course, the monk saw that the peony was very stingy. The finished peony was not easy to sell. It was only given away and rewarded. It was quite easy to get a pot."

I turned around to look at my husband, but I didn't say anything like "make sure you win a bowl for me."
Because "culture" is a very broad category. But if they are both good at poetry and policy, I have to know whether Hua Hu is good at poetry or not. Don't be afraid of being accused of being forced to do something and lose to others. It's so easy to get angry, but you will have to pay for it next time when you bring it up.

The husband didn't get to hear what he wanted to hear, so he had to say "Wait."
Youhua and "There's nothing interesting over there, you go look around first."
I have to say "Winning and losing are common in the military."
The husband was speechless and said, "I'm going to the military home again."
I had to smile and say, "Just have fun, be casual. I'll go over there and take a look."

He said he would apologize to the other party and took his maid and servant to look at the other side.
Pingmo said. Of course, Pingmo had to say it, Pingmo was the safest.
It would be enough for Fu Hao to only bring Beihua and Huaisheng with him.

That's all Xiaohua and "Sister-in-law, what do you mean? I've never heard of your name before? You actually think you will lose?"
My husband loves flowers and says, "I'm going to the capital again."
"I remember Huaixi, right? The soil and water in Jiangnan are good, so the flowers are very beautiful."

There have always been rumors that the husband married into a low-class family because he had no mother, but the husband always expressed that he had no complaints.
I heard that the female relative who had entered the bridal chamber said that the husband was good and the wife was beautiful.
After seeing him today, I finally understood why my husband has no complaints.

She has passed the imperial examinations, has brilliant talents, and is favored by the emperor. She does not need to rely on her father-in-law's support.
Such a happy wife will make life more perfect for both of them.
She was beautiful and lively, and her eyes seemed to speak. When she looked at Fu Jiyun with a smile, the usually arrogant Fu Jiyun seemed to melt away like an iceberg.
The voice he spoke was the same as usual.
It's really funny to see one thing after another.

I continued to walk with Pingmo Jidu, and soon I ran into the couple I had just met. They said they seemed to be gathering together.
"You are all here." He said, "I am going to compete in poetry with you, my young master, in the imperial examination."
It turns out that all men are looking at it.
They are all literary elites, and this kind of time, environment and atmosphere are originally designed for those who don't like it. They all wrote good poems and essays, and added bricks and tiles to the reputation of the Daren Temple Peony Flower Festival.

Come to the capital and fight with Hua Nadu.
Pingmo looked at me with a smile and approached me and said, "Look," then he walked into the room and said, "Look," and soon he blended into the group.
Ping Mo felt relieved.

The husbands were all discussing who would come out on top.
"Since Xiaofu Tanhua is here, then naturally he is not here."
There is no room for such objection.
I have to be surprised.

Everyone was laughing and "You actually went to know the reputation of your own husband?"
I laughed at Hua and said, "I have been in the capital for a short time. I know that Hua is the top scholar and the Hanlin scholar beside His Majesty. But you have never written poems for me, and you have never told me how talented you are. The capital is a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are, and there must be many talented people. Although I am proud of my husband, I dare not be arrogant for him."

Speaking of which, it was just that he met that person, the runner-up in this exam.
There is no such thing as a wife here.
Although the runner-up is just the second, it always sounds like he is neither as honorable as the No. 1 nor as dazzling as the No. 3, but in reality his ranking is ahead of the No. 3.

Pang Du Huahe said, "Then I'll call you Zhihua. Your family's Tanhua Lang has no such poetic talent that even His Majesty and the Grand Secretary would praise him."
"I didn't get into the government last time and missed the Dragon Boat Festival, but the Mid-Autumn Festival and Double Ninth Festival both came first. The New Year's poem on this New Year's Day didn't come first either."
"There is no collection of poems. It is on the desk in my official residence."
"My family is big."

Ping Mo listened from a distance, with his ears perked up, and silently gave a thumbs up to his husband's posts.
I would say please say more.
My Hanlin is grateful for your kindness.

I had to cover my mouth, pretend to be surprised and say "That's pretty impressive, huh?"
The husband laughed out loud at what he said.
The husband of Tanhua is a small family and the youngest among all the husbands in the circle, so he integrated smoothly.

(End of this chapter)