Prince please enthrone

Chapter 196 Treat people with sincerity, people treat me with sincerity

He is even more modest and courteous to the elders, advances and retreats with restraint, asks about their health, and is thoughtful and considerate.

Such a girl... such a girl is only ten years old!Why don't Lian Yirong, who is several years older than her, feel ashamed and wish to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

Ye Lizhi covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Mr. Lian is absurdly praised. In the future, Mr. Lian will be named on the gold list, and my daughter will give you a congratulatory gift."

What she said made a strong promise, which made Lian Yirong's confidence soar in his originally uncertain heart, bowed and cupped his hands and said:

"With the good words of the young lady, I will definitely not disappoint the young lady in the coming days!"

But I didn't expect that what I said today would become a prophecy in the not-too-distant future.

After the old lady's birthday, it was Qiu Wei.

The day before entering the Tribute Academy, Mrs. Zhen had asked someone to pack Ye Yiwen's luggage early.

The best pens, inks, papers and inkstones, a change of luxurious clothes, soft bedding and pillows, and meals and snacks carefully prepared by the kitchen are all available, and there is no shortage of everything.

Only Ye Yiwen felt that he lacked interest.

He knew what his mother wanted to do.

With the second elder brother gone, he took the position smoothly and became the only reliance of the Zhen family in the future, the future head of the Ye family.

Therefore, Zhen Shi naturally became very concerned about him.

However, it was too late.

Because I was not as good as Ye Huaizhuo since I was a child, not as talented as him, not as handsome as him, not as smart and capable as him.

So Zhen's treatment of him and his second brother is like heaven and earth.

How could Ye Yiwen not hate him?

He is also Zhen's son!biological son!

But he came out a few years later than Ye Huaizhuo, so he is not as good as him in everything, and we must follow his example in everything. When walking on the road, people either call him "Ye Huaizhuo's younger brother" or "Prime Minister Ye's son" .

Doesn't he have a name of his own!

Therefore, Ye Yiwen, instead of being willing to provoke his brother's death as Zhen's wished, went to the brothel to fool around on the day before the exam.

Early the next morning, there was a lot of traffic in front of the gate of the Gongyuan, and the flow of people was like weaving.

Ye Fuzhong.

"Where is the third young master? Isn't the third young master up yet? What time is this!"

Mrs. Zhen finished her breakfast, but she neither saw Ye Yiwen come to say goodbye, nor did she see Ye Yiwen come to say goodbye, so she couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

The confidant mother hurriedly comforted: "Perhaps he has already left, the old slave will go and have a look." Saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhen Shi pulled her back, gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go with you!"

When they arrived at Ye Yiwen's yard, they saw the maids who were in charge of taking care of Ye Yiwen's grooming, holding copper basins, holding cloth towels and other things, standing in a row outside the door, apparently the people inside were still awake.

Zhen Shi directly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time, but no one came to answer, Zhen was inexplicably panicked, she had already lost a son, and she could not, and would never allow, to lose the last one again!
Zhen's pale lips trembled, panting for several breaths, and said to the servant in the yard: "Quick... knock the door open for me!"

The door slammed open, and only a charming maid in a bellyband was lying on the carved bed behind layers of gauze curtains.

Zhen stepped forward to wake him up with a palm, and asked bitterly:
"Where is the third young master! Where has he gone! You vixens! Sooner or later, I will strip your skin!"

The charming maid was awakened by the severe pain on her face. When she woke up, she saw the yaksha-shaped Zhen Shi standing in front of the bed aggressively, looking like she was going to eat people. She was frightened and got up and knelt down. Kowtowed repeatedly on the bed, begging for mercy:
"Madam, please forgive me, Da Furen, please forgive me... Slaves, servants don't know anything..."

Zhen was very angry, and shouted loudly: "Drag this little bastard out for me to fight!"

"Ah!" The charming maid screamed, and hurriedly hugged the bedpost beside her, and sold her master without much hesitation:
"The third young master went to Chuxiang Tower last night, last night... let the servant wait here, and he hasn't come back yet!"

Fearing that Mrs. Zhen would blame her for concealing it at the beginning, the servant girl continued, "It was the third young master who asked this servant not to tell anyone before leaving. This servant...you dare not lie to the eldest lady."

When Mrs. Zhen heard the flamboyant and provocative name of 'Chuxianglou', she immediately fell backward in anger.

This stinky brat, no matter what time it is, he still has the heart to miss Qinlou and Chuguan, it's just...it's worthless at all!
"Follow me to the Chuxiang Tower, tie up the third young master and send him to the Gongyuan!" Mrs. Zhen ordered harshly.

"Yes!"

Several older nuns glanced at each other, and they all knew that Zhen Shi was really angry this time.

That third young master is ignorant, lazy, cunning and cunning, greedy for beauty, and full of bad taste, he can't even compare with the second young master's hair.

If the second young master was still around... Well, even if he died in the brothel, the eldest lady wouldn't take a second look.

It can only be said that good fortune tricked people.

No matter how rebellious Ye Yiwen was, he would not dare to go against the Zhen family, otherwise his future would be ruined if he was labeled as unfilial.

Therefore, the third young master from the great main family of Ye Mansion successfully became the biggest joke in the capital on the first day of the exam - he was tied up like a pig and carried to the Gongyuan.

It is said that seeing the third young master who was clearly unable to resist and was still struggling and screaming, he laughed so hard that he couldn't even straighten his waist.

When Lian Yirong walked to the entrance of the Gongyuan, it was overcrowded.

A few fellow villagers who came with him were all dressed in shabby clothes, with only the necessary pens, ink, paper, inkstones, bedding, and a few rough noodles for dry food.

He walked well at first, but before entering the door, he suddenly stopped and looked around, looking for something.

People who come and go are test takers and candidates.

Some people are dressed luxuriously and are full of ambitions, while others, like them, come from humble backgrounds, carrying only their own belongings and walking forward with their partners in twos and threes, their heads bowed and their eyes humble.

"Yirong, what's the matter? Why don't you leave?" A fellow villager asked curiously when he saw him stop.

"No, nothing..."

What is he looking forward to, is he looking forward to the person who gave him unlimited confidence, can come and send him the exam?

Give me a break.

Anyway, she is also a noble lady from the prime minister's residence, and he?It's just an unknown pawn, so what can he do.

Lian Yirong shook his head and looked away with a smile, and continued walking forward with difficulty concealing his disappointment.

"Master Lian, wait!"

A crisp call appeared in time at this moment, attracting many people to stop for a while.

Lian Yirong looked back in amazement, and saw a little girl carved in pink and jade galloping all the way, holding a brocade parcel in her arms.

The girl was already out of breath when she ran up to her, she was obviously in time, and even her little face was flushed, very cute.

"I'm sorry, I got up a little late today," Ye Lizhi quickly stuffed him with the things in his arms, then showed a big sweet smile, and cupped his hands in a dignified way:
"I wish Mr. Lian the best of luck and soar into the sky!"

"...Thank you, girl."

Lian Yirong only felt that his chest was stuffed with something, and his eyes were a little red. After saying this sentence, he couldn't say a word anymore.

(End of this chapter)