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Fu Minghua looked at Fu Yiqin who couldn't bear it, and said with a smile: "I don't know how many Jinshi skip the dragon gate every year, and they have to take the two subjects of macro-ci and phu-cui, body, speech, calligraphy, and judgment. Only when they pass everything, can they Waiting for the official document from the Ministry of Personnel to officially take office."
When Fu Minghua said this, he glanced at Fu Yiqin: "I wonder which one my cousin won the Jinshi?"
Facing such a person, even if you talk to her in a roundabout way, she won't understand it without clarifying it clearly.
At this point, Fu Yiqin finally understood what she meant by taking such a big detour.
She just felt a 'boom' in her mind, and she felt ashamed and angry at that time. She pointed at Fu Minghua and was speechless.
"Perhaps there is some insight that allowed the prince to arrange his official position?"
Fu Yiqin was trembling all over, and felt the blood in her mind pulsating, as if it was about to burst.
Her hands and feet were cold, and after a while she said bitterly: "If you don't help, forget it."
After saying that, she bitterly closed the curtain and went out. Not long after, she heard the sound of her getting angry and slapping the servant.
Fu Mingzhu and Fu Mingsha were both so frightened that they did not dare to breathe. Fu Minghua stroked her hair again, and then Fu Mingzhu patted her chest: "My aunt is really scary. My eldest sister is really amazing."
"It's just telling the truth."
Fu Minghua smiled and didn't want to talk about this issue.
A wife whose husband just found a low-ranking sixth-grade official in the Ministry of Household Affairs really regarded herself as the eldest daughter of the then famous Changle Marquis Mansion.
Her son Ding Mengfei has not even passed the Ming Jing exam. He will be 20 years later and has not read the book well. He still wants to be an official?
"As soon as the second sister gets married, the third sister's marriage will be soon."
Fu Minghua smiled sweetly and turned to talk about Fu Mingzhu's marriage. Fu Mingzhu was not much younger than her, but her parents were well-kept, and they could only marry after Fu Mingxia got married.
She has decided to marry the fourth concubine of Jeju Hou Weihu, and the wedding will be in March of the next year, and she is also preparing for the wedding intensively.
The Jeju Marquis Mansion also has some background. Wei Hu's grandfather was Wei Wei, the Shangzhu Kingdom of the former Chen Dynasty. His father was the governor of Jingzhou in the Chen Dynasty. After he submitted to the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty reduced the capital to the governor's office and named him the governor of Jingzhou. , the Wei family was granted the title of Marquis of Jizhou, and he inherited it for three generations to show his favor. It has been passed down to the second generation now.
" Fu Mingzhu can marry into the Wei family, even if she is marrying a bastard, it is considered a good marriage.
When talking about life-long events, Fu Mingzhu would inevitably show a coy attitude, turning sideways and blushing: "Don't laugh at me."
When she spoke, she didn¡¯t seem to be picky about marriage, nor was she dissatisfied with her future husband being a bastard.
"Compared with Qi's ridiculous greed, her daughter is like an alien.
That¡¯s good.
Only when you are content can you always be happy. If you pursue something you can never get, you will never feel happy.
Just like Fu Mingxia, just like Fu Yiqin before.
It is ridiculous to say that when Fu Yiqin was young and in the boudoir, as the eldest daughter of the Changle Marquis Mansion, she was very beautiful. How could she not have any status or wealth?
But she was willing to give up her status as the eldest daughter of the Hou family and marry Ding Zhiping. To this day, she is still working hard for status and glory.
"I have two pairs of white jade armbands. I will send them back to my house one day to add makeup to the two of you." Fu Minghua glanced at Fu Mingsha who was smiling silently. Bai ordered Shanxi Dole for her. The concubine of the Yan family in the Hou Mansion, she was obviously very satisfied with the marriage. Although she did not speak, there was a look of pride in her eyes and eyebrows.
As soon as Fu Minghua said the words, the two young ladies quickly thanked her. On the other end, the Bai family sent someone to call her, saying that Yan Zhui had come to look for her.
Yan Zhui and Mr. Fu went into the study to talk, but they came out so quickly?
She hurriedly dressed up and went out, and saw Mr. Fu and others following behind Yan Zhui with ashen faces.
Yan Zhui clasped his hands behind his back and wore a black robe embroidered with silver patterns, which made him look even more elegant.
He didn¡¯t sit down, and Bai and the others didn¡¯t dare to say that they wanted to sit down. It wasn¡¯t until Fu Minghua came out that they relaxed.
It was getting late, and the Fu family did not dare to have guests. As soon as they saw the couple off, Mr. Fu fell to the ground softly.
Yan Zhui came here on horseback, but now he abandoned the horse and got into the carriage with her.
The carriage was burned with a charcoal basin and covered with thick quilts. She sat crookedly on the couch, her head resting on the soft pillow, which swayed as the carriage moved away.
"What did you say to my grandfather? He?Looks like that? "
Yan Zhui sat on the low table next to the couch, took her hand and lowered his head to look at her.
She put her arms on his legs and let him play with her fingers, asking curiously.
Fu Minghua knows very well what kind of character Mr. Fu is.
I will never give up until I reach the Yellow River.
Emperor Jia'an has already made a decree, but he still wants to make decisions from himself. After he had made his words clear to him and analyzed the interests, he asked Yan Zhui again.
When he invited Yan Zhui away, Fu Minghua was a little angry.
But when he sent Yan to chase him back, his face was ashen, as if he had already accepted his fate.
After she finished asking, she softened her tone and said, "Sanlang, please."
Yan Zhui squeezed her palm and showed a faint smile:
"Actually, I didn't say anything."
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For such an idiot, Yan Zhui didn¡¯t hesitate to expose his previous selfish motives for wanting to ride in two boats. He didn¡¯t talk nonsense with him, and just said to Mr. Fu:
"There are two ways. First, you go back to your hometown. Yuanwailang has worked in the ancestral hall for many years. There is no credit, but there is also hard work." When Yan Zhui said this, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It made Fu Qixian wish he could dig a hole in the ground and drill down. That's good.
"Liu Mao, the young minister of Guanglu Temple, is old. I think Yuanwailang is just right for this position." The position of young minister of Guanglu Temple is already at the fourth rank, but it is not an important position here. He is in charge of the affairs of wine and food. .
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There is the Minister of Guanglu Temple above the Shaoqing, and the Prime Minister of the Temple below. Even if Fu Qixian is devoid of virtue and incompetence, Yan Zhui cannot afford to support him as a loser.
It¡¯s just that Mr. Fu was still a little unwilling at the time.
He used the official position of First Grade Tutor before he was promoted to such an official position by Fu Qixian.
"Is there another way?" he asked again.
Yan Zhui then laughed and said, "If the Marquis passes away after a hundred years, the crown prince will naturally inherit the title, and the Changle Marquis Mansion will definitely give him another hereditary title."
??In other words, even if he committed suicide immediately, Emperor Jia'an would only change the hereditary inheritance of the Changle Marquis Mansion from two generations to three generations because of his merits.
But it also has nothing to do with Mr. Fu.
What¡¯s more, how could he be willing to let him die?
He sent Yan Zhui out with a pale face. He was too worried to mention the matter again. He was afraid and regretful, but he couldn't tell anyone about it.
After hearing what Yan Zhui said, Fu Minghua couldn't help but bury his face in his lap and laugh out loud. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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