Chapter 301 Song Zhicheng's Love Brain
Shen Chenlan was stunned and smiled, "Why does Brother Song think so?"

Song Zhicheng shrugged his shoulders, and said as a matter of course: "Brother Shen is not bad in all aspects, isn't it normal that the person to marry is a lady of the same family as you?"

Shen Chenlan thought for a while, and said: "A well-matched family should be counted, but the term ladylike, used to describe women, really restricts women too much. A woman doesn't have to be ladylike to be liked."

Song Zhicheng heard the meaning behind his words, and asked, "Isn't everyone a lady?"

He frowned slightly, he didn't know whether it was because of Shen Chenlan's worthlessness or something, and said, "Then Brother Shen, don't you think that the other party is not good enough for you?"

Shen Chenlan didn't know what Song Zhicheng had gone through, so she said: "My family, Ningning, doesn't need to be bound by the word 'everyone's lady', whether she deserves it or not, others say it doesn't matter, I say it."

Song Zhicheng was taken aback for a moment, but was finally convinced by his alternative view of marriage.

He not only discussed this issue with Shen Chenlan, but also some young talents in Yong'an who were similar in age to him also had the same doubts as him.

They all agree that although the marriage arranged by the family is well matched, they really don't like it.

A man's ambition is everywhere, so naturally he has to find a good relationship by himself, marry the woman he likes, and spend his whole life with her, which is a good story.

"Isn't that how it's written in all the scriptures? When a scholar goes to Beijing to rush for the exam, he meets Mei Jiaoniang by chance, or when he was in Jinshi high school, the noble lady in Beijing looked at you differently. Although neither of them had any intentions at first, but by coincidence, the two People have met many times, and then fell in love secretly, and finally overcome all difficulties and came together."

Shen Chenlan: "..."

This kid's words are not deeply poisoned.

Although there were no idol dramas in ancient times, there were still people like Song Zhicheng who were poisoned by the storybook and turned into love brains.

He quickly finished the rice in the bowl, and then said: "Brother Song, put yourself in your shoes and think about what age we will be when we take the Jinshi exam?"

Song Zhicheng was puzzled: "Now we are all 21 or 22, and when we are going to take the Jinshi examination, we must be [-] or [-], why do you ask this?"

Shen Chenlan said: "Then, at this age, will the outstanding noble daughters in Beijing be unmarried? Or, you are 21 or [-], and you still want to marry a fourteen or five-year-old girl?"

Song Zhicheng: "..."

He thought about it seriously, and seemed to be a little bit resistant, what should I do?
Song Zhicheng doesn't have those hobbies, at such an advanced age, he still misses his fourteen or fifteen year old girl.

Shen Chenlan persisted and said: "So, when you arrive in Beijing, it will be difficult to find a lady who is similar to your age, unmarried, well-connected, well-educated, quiet personality, and extraordinary appearance."

Song Zhicheng: "..."

It sounded very reasonable, but he couldn't refute it.

But at the same time, he was a little unwilling: "Then, am I bound by this marriage that was ordered by my parents and told by a matchmaker for the rest of my life?"

The reason why he agreed to participate in the scientific examination was to escape from the home that made him feel suffocated all the time.

But now after Shen Chenlan's analysis, even if he was a Jinshi in high school in the future, this day still cannot be changed.

Then he might as well accept his fate and go home instead of reading Laoshizi's book.

Shen Chenlan pondered for a moment, then asked: "Dare to ask Brother Song why he feels restrained? If it's inconvenient, you don't need to say such details."

(End of this chapter)

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