After the imperial examinations, I grew up by farming

Chapter 11 Yan Shi
"The order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, how can marriage be trifling, Brother Lan--"

"Brother Zizhou!" Ning Yu interrupted Yan Zizhou.

"I am the son of the direct descendant of the Xu family. Before leaving home, my father, Uncle Bo, asked me to find a good son-in-law for the sisters in the family. In an emergency, I can also make my own decision. I am in charge of this matter. Brother Zizhou just said that he will get rid of the ninety-five position, and the four seas Within the period, I can make any request, presumably brother Zizhou can also make decisions about my own marriage."

"Could it be...Brother Zizhou wants to go back on his word?" Ning Yu asked angrily.

Hearing his repentance, Zhiman "stabs" and takes out the dagger, protects his injured leg, lifts his butt forward, and the tip of the knife flashes across Yanzizhou's eyes like lightning, and five large characters are written in Yuanyuan's eyes full of anger: You Dare to go back on your word?

Zhiyi's movements were no slower than Zhiman's, she stood up abruptly, with her hands on her hips, condescendingly locking Yanzizhou.

Although she felt that her young master's handling of this matter was unreasonable, but outside, at any time, she must stand up and support the young master immediately. As for the matter of persuading the master to correct his words and deeds, she will talk about it behind closed doors.

"Brother Zizhou, please!" Ning Yu smiled and handed the wolf hair to Yan Zizhou.

Yan Zizhou glanced at the vicious Zhiman, then at the solemn Zhiyi, and finally at Ning Yu, who was smiling warmly.

Obviously, today's marriage certificate must be signed.

What mother said was right, Taisheng's appearance was coveted by people, regardless of gender.

Well, it's just a pseudonym.

Yan Zizhou took the wolf hair.

"Wait a minute!" Before Yanzizhou wrote, Ning Yu suddenly said, "Satisfied, go and watch in the yard."

Zhimanzhi understood that the young master didn't want them to know the content of the marriage letter, obediently took it to the door, went to the east room to have a look, walked out of the main room to the courtyard gate and sat down to chat.

Yan Zizhou didn't know, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the little scholar's gourd, so he waited for the next sentence with a pen in his hand.

"Brother Zizhou, it's 'yan' not 'yan', don't make a mistake." Ning Yu kindly reminded.

"You—" Yan Zizhou was astonished, his eyes as deep as a cold pool showed doubts, his face changed slightly, and it was difficult to maintain his composure.

"I'm curious, how do I know?" Ning Yu chuckled.

"First, Brother Zizhou's Fengyi is unparalleled, and his jade quality is natural. Just a stand-in, it is better than countless noble sons from Wangjing's family. As the rightful master, Brother Zizhou must have an extraordinary background, and nine out of ten belong to princes." s home."

"Secondly, brother Zizhou's skills are superb, and he uses a sword like a god, but I can see that brother Zizhou's hands are covered with calluses, and the texture of the microscopic texture. What brother Zizhou is really good at is not a sword, but a spear. You must be from the army."

"When being assassinated, don't hide behind people, don't fear life and death, stay calm and calm, stand on the front line of life and death to block the knife for strangers, engraved in the bones of the soldier's belief of advancing and retreating together, blocking the knife is the result of a momentary habit. This kind of skill, this kind of responsibility The heart must not be a big soldier, but a leader. The army is not an ordinary army, but a military honor with a high position and a heavy soldier in hand."

"He is not only a prince of the separatist side, but also a martial artist who is good at fighting. Looking at Dayou, there are not many. Brother Zizhou said that his surname is Yan, but I thought about it. How could there be any Yan in the Dayou Dynasty whose surname was prince or Wu?" Xun, on the other hand, is Mrs. Zhao Guogong, whose surname seems to be Yan, and she was known as the most beautiful woman in the world when she was young."

"Am I right, Young Master Yan?" Ning Yu tilted his head, staring into Yan Zizhou's eyes, smiling all over his face.

Yan Zizhou's complexion was as usual, the surface was calm and calm, but his heart was already full of turmoil.

Unexpectedly, the young scholar with unrestrained appearance has such a delicate heart, he knew that he would not use his mother's surname.

"Brother Lan Jun's mind is too active?" Yan Zizhou snorted.

This is criticizing her for thinking too much, Ning Yu is not annoyed, calmly took out a small seal, and waved it in front of Yan Zizhou, "Brother Zizhou doesn't need to admit it, but you don't know this thing, right?"

Yan Zizhou's pupils shrank: Military Seal!

This cunning little scholar said that he didn't find anything on him, which made him think that the military seal was lost.

"No! Yes! Yes!" Yan Zizhou insisted.

"That's it-" Ning Yu sighed, and said with some regret: "This small seal does not engrave characters, but engraves a mysterious pattern emblem. I really don't see any magical effect. I thought Brother Zizhou knew about it. Well, it seems I was wrong."

"Since Brother Zizhou doesn't know—" Ning Yu paused with a long ending.

He also said: "Jade is a good jade. I know how to carve jade ornaments. Let her carve two pairs of earrings. The two maids have a pair of earrings. If there is any leftover, I will also carve an earring for brother Zizhou. I see you." There is a hole in the left ear. Brother Zizhou has such a handsome appearance, wearing ear buttons, it must be another look. Ah, I can't help but think about it."

"You! Dare!" Yan Zizhou clenched his back molars, his expression almost unstoppable, threatening every word in a deep voice.

"Yo!" Ning Yu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Acquaintance again? If that's the case, hurry up and sign the marriage book."

Now that Wangjing has fallen, and the handed down imperial seal is in the hands of Duke Zhao, if Duke Zhao is destined to become the new emperor, the value of this marriage letter will be greatly increased. It doesn't matter if Duke Zhao loses, she has nothing to lose.

Whether it is the son of Duke Zhao or the emperor, it is impossible for him to marry.

But it is not so easy to take back the marriage certificate.

She specifically stated in the marriage letter that she was repaying her life-saving grace, and she wanted to take it back, but Duke Zhao had to think carefully about how much his son's life was worth, and how much the reputation of Duke Zhao's government and even the royal family was worth.

"I'm not Duke Zhao's son." Yan Zizhou clenched the marriage certificate in his right hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he clenched the corners of the fabric into a ball, wanting to pierce the fabric with his fingers.

"You mean the one who died is the right one, and you are a stand-in?"

Yan Zizhou nodded, "Yes."

Ning Yu blinked, and leaned the back of his hand towards Yan Zizhou's forehead, Yan Zizhou quickly avoided it, and said sharply, "What are you doing?!"

"I don't have a fever! So you think I'm a fool for believing such nonsense? If you were a substitute, your eyes would flicker when you heard the master was headed off? I'm afraid you would have run away to collect the corpse regardless of the sickness, even if the remaining You have to pick up half of your foot and give it up as a confession."

"Stop talking nonsense, Duke Zhao is your father, sign the marriage certificate quickly." Ning Yu's patience was exhausted, and her smile faded.

"What if I don't sign it?" Yan Zizhou's eyes froze, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

Ning Yu was not afraid of him, and put on a faint smile again, "It doesn't matter if you don't sign."

"Brother Zizhou, I don't know. I am a person who protects the weak. If I am the son-in-law of the Xu family, I will feed you, wear clothes, heal your wounds, cover up your identity, and help you escape the assassins. I am obliged to do so. But if you are not My son-in-law of the Xu family, what are you doing?"

threaten!A naked threat!
"Xu Lanjun!" Yan Zizhou gritted his teeth.

This treacherous scholar took advantage of him being seriously injured, unable to walk or run away, and he didn't dare to leave a mark rashly, he had no other choice but to rely on them to seek benefits.

He asked himself what kind of turmoil he had never seen before, such as conspiracies, swords and swords, but there had never been a time when he was so stuck in his throat like now.

Cursing, I can't scold; swallowing, I can't swallow it; beating, I can't beat it.

But this marriage certificate cannot be signed!
On the day the Dong Chuang incident happened, he would become the laughing stock and talking point of the whole world.

Writing his words and short jokes will be spread all over the country.

The boudoir ladies and noble ladies chatted while eating tea and fruits: the second son-in-law of a certain country’s family became the son-in-law, and the country’s father kicked him out. righteous.

Storytellers speak in tea houses and restaurants, and actors perform on the stage, and the men, women and children in the audience clap their hands and laugh.

Yingying Yanyan from the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion would make fun of him.

Colleagues and subordinates will also entertain him and make jokes about him.

When his father becomes the new emperor, the story will be even more exciting, and it may take hundreds of years to spread.

But if he fails to keep his promise, he will not be the only one who will be ridiculed and despised. How can Duke Zhao's government win the trust of others, and how can it be the co-lord of the world?
So this marriage certificate cannot be signed!Never!

But if he didn't sign, he might not be able to make it to Wangjing alive.

If he can't go to Wangjing, what will happen to the Xuanying army, what will happen to his father, and what will happen to the Duke Zhao's mansion?
Forget it, my elder brother often said that a man can bend and stretch, and the brothers on the right and left have not discussed marriage yet, so they should be more flexible than him.

After making a decision, Yan Zizhou picked up a pen and signed the marriage certificate.

"Son of Duke Zhao, Yan Jin?" Ning Yu picked up the marriage certificate, looked at the name on the marriage certificate, then at Yan Zizhou, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Enough of laughing, Ning Yu cast a vague glance at Yan Zizhou, who "closes his eyes and rests his mind, not seeing is pure", went to the sitting room to untie his clothes, cut off a piece of white cloth from his chest, and drafted another marriage letter.

"Re-sign!" Ning Yu slapped the marriage letter in Yan Zizhou's hand.

Yan Zizhou raised his eyelids and squinted at Ning Yu: "It's already signed, what else do you want?"
Ning Yu stood in front of Yan Zizhou, looked down at him with a smile on his face, and his red lips parted slightly.

"The son of Duke Zhao has been the leader since he was 14 years old, handling more than half of the government affairs in Guanzhong. It is rumored that he is kind, kind, generous, talkative, and mellow in dealing with things, while the second son, Yanshi, has a perverted temperament and a weird temper. He acts according to his preferences."

As Ning Yu said, he looked Yan Zizhou up and down, "Tell me, which hair on your body looks like the gentle and elegant son of Duke Zhao?"

Just like that, Yan Zizhou, no, it was Yan Shi, who "coerced" Ning Yu into signing a second marriage certificate.

"It's really sad that Yan Jin's son has a brother like you!" Ning Yu glanced at Yan Shi in disgust.

After finishing speaking, he held Yan Shi's hand and cut the cut, pressed the small seal on the wound and rubbed it, and stamped the two marriage certificates with two slaps.

Although she didn't know what the seal was used for, since Yan Shi carried it with her and was afraid that it would be destroyed, it must be able to prove the authenticity of the marriage certificate.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shi's heart tightened, he stretched out his hand, and said in a cold tone, "Give me your brother's marriage certificate."

"For you?" Ning Yu laughed again, "Of course, the son of the Duke of Zhao must come to get the marriage certificate. If the son doesn't come, the Duke can come. Why do you ask for it for the elder brother?"

"Xu! Lan! Jun!" Yan Shi clenched his fists.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Ning Yu jumped off the kang in two steps, put the marriage certificate into his arms, and shouted loudly: "Satisfied, escort!"

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