Do You Know?: Rule the World

Now that I think about it carefully, this is simply harming my own and Changbai's future.

The old lady nodded to Sheng Hong with satisfaction. When it came to her children's marriages, this son was not confused.

Half a month later, the palace examination was held in Jiying Hall as scheduled.

Every word of Sheng Chang Baice's answer was brilliant, which won Zhao Zhen's heart. After reading his answer sheet, Lord Hai also paid special attention to him.

As expected, Sheng Changbai became a scholar appointed by the emperor and was appointed as an editor in the Hanlin Academy. His future was bright.

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Eastern Palace, Ciqing Hall.

It was also late at night, the stars were shining brightly, and the moon was shining brightly.

After making love, Hualan's cheeks flushed slightly, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat. As a mother, she became more charming and graceful.

"Your Highness, my mother sent word today that there are signs of Changbai's marriage."

"Even my grandmother said that if I could marry a girl from his family, it would be a blessing earned through several generations of hard work."

Hua Lan moved her body and spoke softly, with a smile that was hard to conceal in the corners of her eyes.

If her younger brother has a successful career and finds a good marriage, her position in the Eastern Palace will naturally become more stable.

Zhao Han propped up his chin with one hand and rubbed his nose with the other, saying softly, "Oh? Which girl did you like?"

Hua Lan's eyes flickered, and she pretended to be mysterious. She leaned in closer and whispered, "The second daughter of the Hai family's eldest son, Hai Chaoyun."

Zhao Han was not surprised by the news.

In the past few days, whenever he came into contact with Mr. Hai, he would always ask about Sheng Changbai's personality and behavior as if unintentionally.

Given his personality, if he had no intention of getting married, he would never have the time to inquire about the character of a newly minted Hanlin.

"The Hai family has five Hanlin scholars, and they have a high prestige among the elite. This is a good marriage." Zhao Han smiled slightly.

Mr. Hai has three sons: the eldest son Hai Yanchang, the second son Hai Yanping, and the third son Hai Yanning.

Hai Chaoyun's father was Hai Yanchang, a third-rank official in the provincial government.

Today, the Sheng family marrying a girl from the Hai family is not considered a good match.

However, the Hai family has an ancestral precept that descendants can only take concubines if they are childless after the age of 40.

Many families tried their best to marry their daughters to the Hai family, but the girls of the Hai family could only marry down.

Hai Chaoyun's elder sister, Hai Chaoyi, had a bad reputation after marriage. She often disobeyed her mother-in-law and not only did she not allow the emperor to take a concubine, she even forbade a maid to have one.

Her husband's family was afraid of the power of the Hai family, so they could only worship her like a bodhisattva.

Hai Chaoyun is burdened by her sister. She has turned 19 this year and no one has come to propose marriage to her.

Everyone in the Hai family knew very well that as a parent, who wouldn't hope that their son would marry more wives and concubines and have more children?

Only when the family has a large population can it become more and more prosperous.

Besides, it is not easy to raise children these days. Not only are they prone to premature death, but even if they grow up, a cold can kill them directly.

If you work hard to build up a fortune, in the end there will not even be anyone to inherit it.

Isn’t it painful to watch relatives and friends in the clan share the food?

But the ancestral teachings cannot be violated, and no one in the Hai family dares to set a precedent.

Hua Lan whispered, "Mother also said that Changbai not only doesn't care about the Hai family's ancestral teachings, but actually likes them very much."

"In that case, why not go to the Hai family and propose marriage as soon as possible? Lord Hai is probably interested in Changbai as well."

"Really?!" A hint of surprise flashed across Hua Lan's eyes.

Zhao Han smiled and nodded.

Hua Lan hurriedly said, "I'll send someone to tell Mother tomorrow!"

"By the way, Madam Wu from the Earl of Yongchang's mansion personally sent me an invitation today. She's going to hold a polo match on the outskirts of the city on the first day of next month, and she specifically asked me to be sure to honor your Highness with an appearance."

"Many people in the city are waiting to see His Highness and Gu Jia Erlang compete on the polo field!"

Zhao Han tapped her forehead gently and said, "Okay, let's go and have some fun together then."

Sheng family, Shou'an Hall, in the east wing.

Minglan was lying on the bed wearing only a white underdress, the candlelight flickering in her eyes, and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

A few days ago, she had asked Changbai to secretly return all the items that Qi Heng had sent her over the past few years, and asked him not to send anything to her in the future.

Xiaotao sat on the footstool beside the bed, supporting her chin with her hands.

"Miss, do you want to ask the old lady for her opinion on this matter? I think the young master treats you sincerely."

Minglan shook her head repeatedly, "If Grandmother knew, she would definitely not agree."

"The young master is worlds apart from us. I just hope he can put aside his inappropriate thoughts and prepare well for next year's Spring Examination."

"Then why can't you sleep, girl?" Xiao Tao asked with a frown and tilted head.

Minglan's eyes flickered. "I was wondering if the cherry pancakes at Nanbei Shop are really as delicious as the rumors say."

"That's what the girl is thinking about! How about I sneak out and buy some for her to try tomorrow?"

Minglan smiled, "Good Xiaotao!"

Chapter 113 Chun Ke, Ming Lan asks Zhao Han for help

On the first day of April, by the Jinming Lake, green willows hang low and the blue waves ripple.

This year, Mrs. Wu's polo match is not just for fun.

There was a maid named Chun Ke in the backyard of the Liang family.

Seeing that she was quite beautiful, Liang Liulang couldn't help but get her pregnant.

If this kind of thing happened to someone of the same level, the first thing they would do is feed them a bowl of safflower soup and then send them away.

But Chun Ke happened to be related to Wei, the wife of the eldest concubine's son Liang Hui, and was the concubine's daughter of her cousin's aunt's concubine's sister.

Chun Ke has a hot temper and is not someone who is easy to mess with.

At Wei's instigation, Chun Ke threatened that if she was not allowed in, she would hit her head and die on the steps outside the Earl of Yongchang's Mansion.

Let everyone in Bianjing City know that Liang Liulang is a playboy and fickle person.

Once this matter gets out, no lady from a noble family in the city will dare to marry Liang Liulang.

The reputation of the Earl of Yongchang's Mansion will also be ruined.

Mrs. Wu was now in a difficult situation. She comforted Chun Ke and promised her the position of concubine.

At the same time, he was anxious to find a girl of equal status for Liang Liulang before she gave birth.

It would be even better if he had some skills to subdue the concubines in his backyard.

"Mother, look, His Highness is with Changbai and the others."

Sheng Changbai is now very busy in the Hanlin Academy. If Zhao Han and Gu Tingye had not strongly invited him, he would never have come today.

Hualan was wearing a dark green gold brocade dress, her flawless face was lightly made up, and the hairpins in her hair trembled slightly with her steps.

At this moment, she was holding Wang Ruofu's arm and looking in the direction of Zhao Han.

Wang Ruofu gently waved her round fan, straightened her back, and had a decent smile on her face.

His demeanor was completely different from when he first came to Beijing and attended a banquet a few years ago.

Molan was wearing a sky-blue skirt with a silk sash tied around her waist, and pearls shone as she walked.

His outfit may seem simple and elegant, but in fact, he has put a lot of thought into every detail. He glanced lightly at the young men from noble families.

"Minglan!" Yu Yanran, the eldest daughter of the Yu family, stood under the shade of a willow tree not far away and waved at Minglan with a smile.

When Minglan heard this, she turned around and saw Yanran, and a smile immediately appeared in her eyes.

After politely bowing to Wang Ruofu and Hua Lan, she immediately picked up the hem of her skirt and ran towards her.

The whole person was shrouded in a bright halo, and his steps were as light as a deer in the woods.

As the two approached, Minglan took Yanran's hand and whispered, "I've already mounted that Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix embroidery for you, but the thread you used was not right, and the color almost bleeds."

"So what should I do? I just thought the line under the bridge would be cheaper, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Yanran frowned, looking troubled. Now the Yu family's backyard is controlled by her stepmother.

Some servants who were opportunistic did not take her, the original wife's daughter, seriously.

A few cents of the monthly allowance would always be deducted.

Old Tutor Yu and the old lady are both very old, and Yanran couldn't bear to bother them with these trivial matters, so she endured it as much as she could.

"It's not a big problem. I used fish glue to mix it and painted it on. Anyway, the color is preserved." Minglan smiled brightly, and the two walked hand in hand along the edge of the polo field.

"I was so scared. Thank you so much, Minglan. I will definitely give you two bottles of Mistaken Identity Water tomorrow."

When Minglan heard the word "water" mistakenly, her eyes lit up.

This is the most popular cold wine in Bianjing City. It has a clear color, is sweet in the mouth, and is mild but not strong.

Whenever there is a banquet for the wives of noble families, water is often used to liven up the atmosphere, and Minglan is also very obsessed with it.

"By the way, how are Old Master Yu and Old Madam doing these days?"

Hearing this, Yu Yanran lowered her head with a hint of worry between her brows.

"They are all fine, but they are always worried about my marriage."

"Once I have someone to take care of for the rest of my life, they will return to their hometown to spend their remaining years in peace. By then, you will be all I have left in Bianjing."

Minglan held her hand and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid. By then, you'll be the mistress of the house. You won't have to worry about others' opinions. Isn't that a hundred times better than living in the Yu Mansion?"

"And if you encounter any problems, you can come to me at any time."

Yanran looked up at Minglan, and seeing that she looked serious, she nodded slightly.

In the center of the viewing platform, inside a brocade tent with a gold and pearl curtain.

When Gu Tingye learned that Zhao Han would recommend him to join the army in the future, he was no longer as depressed as he had been a few days ago.