How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

Xu Chengling smiled and said.

He was quite grateful to Tongxin's master for letting him meet such a cute and obedient little maid.

"Yes, that's right. Meeting the Master is the luckiest thing in Tong'er's life."

Tongxin nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and threw her delicate body into his arms.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and Xu Chengling remembered an important matter. He had just wasted too much time looking for Tongxin.

So, he said to Tong Xin:

"Tong'er, I suddenly remembered that I need to go to Yueyang Tower now, but I'm running out of time. How about you carry me there?"

Although it was a bit embarrassing to be carried on the back of a girl, with Tongxin's lightness skills, she could definitely travel much faster than him.

Tong Xin didn't think much about it and nodded immediately.

So, under the strange gazes of the people around him, Xu Chengling lay down behind Tongxin, was carried on her back, and then jumped lightly onto the roof.

Regardless, this scene is a bit embarrassing.

"Master, hold Tong'er tight."

Tongxin said to Xu Chengling behind her, and she lightly tapped her lotus feet and jumped several meters away like a nimble swallow.

Her lotus feet tapped lightly on the tiles of the house, making only a slight sound.

Xu Chengling could feel the cold wind blowing towards his face, and one could imagine how fast Tongxin's speed was.

He couldn't help but hug Tongxin's delicate body tightly, with his hands pressed tightly against her soft chest, holding on to the two handles tightly, so that he was not thrown off.

Feeling the strange touch coming from her chest, Tong Xin's pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, but she didn't say much.

She thought to herself that if the handle could be bigger, her master would be able to hold it more firmly.

The journey would have taken them an hour, but it took them only ten minutes to reach the vicinity of Yueyang Tower.

Xu Chengling raised his head and looked at the tall red tower in front of him. On it were three powerful characters: "Yueyang Tower."

When we arrived at the Yueyang Tower, many talented men and beautiful women had already gathered there, and it was very lively.

Tongxin found a corner with few people and gently put Xu Chengling down.

Xu Chengling let go of the handle on Tongxin's body, and a hint of warmth still remained in his hand.

"Well, I should go see my wife."

As Xu Chengling spoke, he tidied up his hair and clothes that were messed up by the wind and walked towards the Yueyang Tower.

He was so excited at the thought that he would soon see the woman he had been thinking about day and night.

But when Xu Chengling arrived at the bottom of Yueyang Tower and just entered the first floor, he couldn't help but froze in place.

I saw that a group of young talents had gathered on the first floor of Yueyang Tower, and the place was so crowded that no one could get in. The stairs leading to the second floor had been blocked and no one was allowed to go up.

In the crowd, an old man with white hair looked very familiar. Xu Chengling took a closer look and thought, wow, isn’t this the Academician Su whom he met this morning?

Behind Su Daxueshi, there was a big red banner with four big characters written on it:

"Talented woman seeking a husband!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Cheng was a little dumbfounded. My goodness, you, the great scholar Su, actually have a daughter?

Chapter 140, one piece after another

Scholar Su is already old, and he has a daughter who is just getting married.

This couldn't help but make Xu Chengling a little suspicious. This Grand Scholar Su was still so energetic at such an old age, and having a son in his old age was really admirable.

However, precisely because of this matchmaking meeting, the place was crowded with people, all of them young talents, each with a look of eagerness to try.

What the hell is going on? He came here to find his wife, where did his wife go?

Xu Chengling searched the first floor but couldn't find his wife.

If you want to find her, you have to keep going up.

But now a matchmaking meeting is being held on the first floor, and the stairs on the first floor are blocked, so you have to follow the requirements to pass through.

Xu Chengling asked around about this requirement and found out that the daughter of Su Daxueshi was on the upper floor. One had to pass the marriage conference to be eligible to go up there.

At this time, the young talents surrounding the first floor were discussing privately.

"Hey, what do you think the daughter of Su Daxueshi will look like?"

"When Su Daxueshi was young, he was a handsome man in Dayan. His daughter must be as beautiful as a flower."

"No, even if we put all this aside, whoever can marry into the Su family will not have to worry about wealth and glory in the future."

"Oh? This Grand Scholar Su actually has a daughter?"

A young man in white squeezed into the crowd. His outstanding appearance overwhelmed everyone present.

All the people present were young talents with some fame in the capital, and among them were some playboys who were here to try their luck.

"I don't know either. I've never heard that Grand Secretary Su has a daughter. Grand Secretary Su is already quite old, so it seems he is still strong and healthy."

Someone in the crowd replied.

"This brother looks unfamiliar. Where are you from?"

At this time, a young talent came up with a folding fan in his hand, bowed and greeted him.

"The next lost little servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion is Xu Ling."

Xu Chengling bowed and replied very politely.

"So you are the servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I admire you. My name is Li Qian'an, and I look a bit like the young master of your Prime Minister's Mansion."

The young man holding a folding fan talked in general terms.

"Disrespect, disrespect."

Xu Chengling looked at the young man in front of him and frowned. Who are you?

However, he also mixed into the crowd, wanting to see what this University Scholar Su was up to.

The bride-recruiting meeting is about to begin, so it is natural to warm up before that.

So, someone looked at the falling snow outside the window and suddenly said:

"Since ancient times, there have been countless poems that use scenery to set off emotions. How about we use snow as the focus of the poem and write a poem? I am not talented, so I will start with the first sentence, one piece after another."

Soon, another talented person among the group continued:

"Two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces."

The talented scholar named Li Qian'an also stepped forward and continued:

"Six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, nine pieces..."

At this moment, everyone present was silent. The poem did not mention snow at all, but it depicted the scene of flakes of snow falling from the sky and many snowflakes dancing in the sky.

These first three sentences seem simple, but they actually contain hidden secrets.

This last sentence should not only point out the above three sentences, but also provide a conclusion and summary, and it cannot contain the word "snow", otherwise it will destroy the imagery of the previous three sentences.

Just when everyone was racking their brains and couldn't come up with the last sentence, someone suddenly stood up and read slowly:

"I'll show off my humility and add the last line. It will disappear even if it flies into the plum blossoms."

The person who spoke was Xu Chengling who was standing nearby.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then they carefully pondered the last sentence. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that the last sentence was the finishing touch. It turns out that it can be done this way!

"Brother Xu, this last sentence is so wonderful! Although it doesn't mention the word snow, it depicts the snowflakes dancing freely in the sky, and finally blending into the reeds and disappearing. It also echoes the first three sentences where the dancing snowflakes all disappeared in the end. It's really the finishing touch!"

Li Qian'an put away his folding fan, looked at Xu Chengling with admiration, and praised his last sentence.

Immediately, the people around also applauded, with admiration on their faces.

But some people's eyes were full of hostility. After all, everyone present was a competitor, and naturally they didn't want to lose to others in talent.

The applause of the crowd attracted the attention of Academician Su. He saw Xu Chengling in the crowd at a glance.

The corner of Su Daxueshi's mouth slightly raised, as if he had known that he would come here.

At this time, a group of young talents wanted to talk to Xu Chengling and get to know each other, but he rejected them one by one.

"Move aside, move aside."

Xu Chengling squeezed out of the crowd, came to Su Daxueshi, pulled him aside and asked in a low voice:

"Master Su, what the hell are you doing? Tell your people to get out of the way. I want to go upstairs to find my wife."

In response to this, Su Daxueshi shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:

"Prime Minister Xu, you have seen that today is the day for my daughter to find a husband. She is upstairs, so it is not convenient for her to meet anyone now."

"I don't care about that. Let me go up quickly. I want to see my wife."

"Prime Minister Xu, there is no one else here except my daughter, so how can there be your wife?"

Scholar Su couldn't help but say that besides his daughter, there was no one else on the Yueyang Tower.

Hearing what Su Daxueshi said, Xu Chengling was slightly stunned. It seemed that Su Daxueshi did not lie to him, but his wife had clearly made an appointment to meet him tonight.

Seeing that Xu Chengling was a little anxious, Su Daxueshi could not help but whisper in his ear:

"Prime Minister Xu, how about this? You also come to participate in this marriage-seeking meeting. If you win, you can go up and see my daughter. She is very beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in Dayan."

"Haha, no matter how beautiful your daughter is, can she be as beautiful as my wife?"

Xu Chengling couldn't help but smile coldly, and naturally didn't believe his nonsense.

"Haha, Prime Minister Xu, you can't speak too early. When you meet her, maybe you will change your mind."

Scholar Su smiled mysteriously, and then returned to the crowd.

Then, looking at the young talents who came to see him, Su Daxue announced to them:

"I am very pleased. I didn't expect so many people would come to participate in my daughter's matchmaking meeting. Whoever wins the first prize in this meeting will have the opportunity to meet my daughter and marry into my Su Mansion."

Immediately afterwards, Academician Su began to announce the rules for the marriage proposal.

"This marriage-seeking meeting is very simple. You are all young talents that Dayan is proud of. Now that you have gathered in Yueyang Tower, why not use "Yueyang Tower" as the theme? There is no limit to the poems. In the end, I and my daughter will jointly judge and select the best works as the winners, and they will be qualified to meet my daughter."

As he spoke, Academician Su couldn't help but look towards Xu Chengling, signaling with his eyes that he should give it a try as well.

If he and his daughter had not made a mistake in choosing the right person, then with Xu Chengling's talent, it would not be a problem for him to win the first place in this marriage-recruiting conference.

However, the young daughter of Scholar Su is probably as talented as him. Among all the talented people present, hers is the most difficult to pass.

Chapter 141: Yan Jixue is panicking

At this time, on the top floor of Yueyang Tower.

A woman wearing a phoenix crown sat behind the curtain, her black hair draped to her waist. She placed her slender fingers lightly on the strings of a qin, and with a slight plucking, the qin produced a beautiful melody.

At this time, a maid came over and whispered in her ear:

"Miss, the matchmaking meeting has already started."

The woman called Miss placed her hands lightly on the strings, blinked her long eyelashes, and asked:

"Is he here, then?"

"Here too."

Hearing that he had come, the woman playing the piano couldn't help but raise her lips slightly and murmured to herself:

"Haha, I want to see if you are worthy of me and if you are qualified to be in front of me, my... husband."

……

At the same time, on the first floor of Yueyang Tower.

After the Grand Scholar Su announced the rules, his servants handed out paper and pen, and the time limit was one stick of incense.

But this stick of incense is very long and can burn for about an hour.