Chapter 1
As a thunder exploded in the sky, Chang'an City ushered in the first spring rain in March.

For the city of Chang'an, which hadn't rained for several months, this spring rain not only solved the imminent drought, but also quelled the faint speculation about saints that had spread among the people a few days ago.

But all of this has nothing to do with Jiang Shaoyan.

She was sitting in the carriage, listening to the cheers from the people in the city, she had a splitting headache, and the last memories of this body flashed through her mind like a fleeting glance.

"Ayan, Dad has already made arrangements for Baoling. You go to Baoling to avoid the limelight. After a year or so, after the limelight passes, Dad will take you back to Beijing."

Dongping Bo Jiang Zhaosheng, who has a round figure and looks strong in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty, is set off by the "big and tall" girl in front of him who is like a "little bird".

Looking at the fat daughter in front of him who couldn't see clearly, Jiang Zhao felt distressed but helpless: "Ayan, even if you don't marry for the rest of your life, your father can support you for the rest of your life. Why bother to like that kid named Ji?"

"He provoked me first!" The girl's eyes were squeezed into two small slits by the flesh on her face. She tried to open her eyes wide and looked at Jiang Zhao, full of anger and grievance, "He said he likes me He said that I am extremely talented, that I am a rare and rare woman in this world, that he is not such a superficial person who only looks at the surface, he lied to me!"

Jiang Zhaoting's expression hurt, he shook his head, and sighed a long time: "Ayan, just listen to what you have to say, maybe there really are people in this world who don't judge people by their appearance, but that person will definitely not be the one from the Ji family. Boy of line two."

Ji Chonghuan is the second grandson of Duke Anguo who is related to the royal family. He not only has a distinguished family background, but also has a handsome and elegant appearance. He has the reputation of a good son of Chang'an.Leaving aside his family background and appearance, he is even more talented. His poems and essays have been praised by many contemporary scholars. How can such a handsome young man who needs a family background, talent and talent like him for no reason?
"How could it be? His poems are obviously so good..." The girl's hill-like figure was extremely stiff, murmuring whether she wanted to persuade Jiang Zhao or herself.

Jiang Zhao sighed, looking at the girl in front of him who hadn't reached Ji and didn't understand the sufferings of the world. He didn't want to say it, but he couldn't help but say it in the end: "Ayan, you are still young, and you don't understand many things. Like Ji Chonghuan This kind of people say that they are not superficial people, but in fact they pay more attention to the beauty of appearance than anyone else. This kind of people, even if you are born as beautiful as Miss Yang, your father will not think that you marry He's going to be fine."

"Listen to my persuasion, Ji Chonghuan is not a good man. If you don't want to marry, Daddy can support you for the rest of your life. If you want to marry, Daddy will really help you find a good one." Jiang Zhao said, "When you grow up After some time, you will know what Dad means."

The girl lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Seeing the girl's body two or three times bigger than ordinary people, and thinking of his wife who died young, Jiang Zhao felt very distressed.He, Jiang Zhao, was not an upright gentleman in his actions in this life, but he was only attracted to one woman in terms of feelings. It is a pity that his wife's life was unlucky, and when Jiang Zhao was born, he had dystocia and hemorrhage, leaving only a cat for him Such a young daughter.Because of the problems brought about by the preterm pregnancy, Ayan almost went to the hospital several times when she was young.In order to keep his wife's blood, Jiang Zhao tried his best, used a lot of good medicine, and almost spent the entire Dongping uncle's mansion to keep his Ayan.

The good medicine tastes bitter, how can the baby in the swaddle be willing to take it at will?He fed her down with a spoonful of medicine and sugar, and it was not until Ayan was five or six years old that she finally recovered her body.However, because of taking a lot of medicine and sugar, A Yan also grew from that cat-like little girl to a round and fat girl.

Going up, I don’t know if it’s because of the medicine, sugar or the body. Ayan tried to shut up, but it still didn’t work. His Ayan grew stronger and stronger every year, and now he is 14 years old. His stature was even more "stalwart" than a burly man like him.

When a girl of this age is in love with beauty, he is also very helpless when he hears many people laughing at A Yan behind his back as a "fat pig". ?

As a result, Ayan's temperament has become more introverted, but although she lacks in appearance, Ayan is one of the best in the capital in terms of talent.A Yan, who concealed her real name, left a lot of popular poems on the Chongwen Museum. She was in the limelight among the literati in the capital for a while, and was praised as the most talented woman in the capital.

It was this name that attracted Ji Chonghuan, who was proud of himself.

In the beginning, the two made friends through literature. A Yan knew that she was lacking in appearance and dared not take a step too easily, but gradually she couldn't help Ji Chonghuan's repeated promises not to judge people by their appearance. A Yan was still tempted, so she made an appointment with Ji Chonghuan.

Ji Chonghuan, son of Chang'anjia, finally saw the talented Jiang girl, and almost fainted on the spot without being frightened.It was Ji Chonghuan who provoked Ayan first, and now it was Ji Chonghuan who pulled away quickly, but poor Ayan was caught in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Later, when Miss Yang came to Chang'an, she was talented and beautiful, and Ji Chonghuan fell in love at first sight.One is the powerful young lady of the Yang family, and the other is the second son of Anguo Gong's mansion who is related to the emperor. They are really a match made in heaven. If you have a foot in it.

What happened afterwards originated from a flower-themed poetry meeting at the flower viewing banquet, and Miss Yang won the first prize.In terms of appearance, Jiang Shaoyan is not as good as Miss Yang, but in terms of poetic talent, she claims that ten Miss Yang are not as good as her.

Therefore, regarding such a result, Jiang Shaoyan argued with Miss Yang on the spot, and the matter became so serious that it even attracted the male guests of the Chongwen Museum. Extremely annoyed, he made a fuss at the flower viewing banquet on the spot, and it didn't take long before he received Jiang Zhao's arrangement.

Of course she knew that this was not Jiang Zhao's original intention, but the result of the joint suppression by the Anguo government and the Yang family.

"Is it right to do whatever you want as long as you look good?" Although Jiang Shaoyan was innocent and innocent under the protection of Jiang Zhao, she was intelligent. It's difficult to calm down, "The Yang family claims to be a noble and famous family, but they can still be turned a blind eye by the world for doing such nonsense?"

Jiang Zhao sighed, and said, "Everyone in the world is so beautiful. If Ji Chonghuan hadn't had that face, how could he have the name of Mr. Chang'an Jia? Is there no one in this huge Chang'an city who is more talented than this kid named Ji?" "

After some persuasion, Jiang Zhao still sent Jiang Shaoyan to the carriage. Before leaving, he watched his daughter struggling to climb into the carriage. He couldn't bear it, so he secretly said to her: "Don't worry, Ayan, Daddy will find a way as soon as possible." Let you go back to Beijing."

"No need." Jiang Shaoyan suddenly turned her head and said to Jiang Zhao, "Baoling is fine, I want to stay longer, daddy doesn't have to worry about letting me go back to Beijing so soon."

Jiang Zhao didn't know at this time that the Ayan he was holding in his hand was no longer there.

 This is a simple and relaxing little story, I hope you like it! ^-^
  
 
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