Handsome?

Chen Yuanliang's eyes were confused, and he didn't understand the meaning of this word. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Graceful, handsome and chic, is handsome." Chen Ping explained.

"I see." Chen Yuanliang was puzzled, and looked Chen Ping up and down, "That's very handsome, if you can win the favor of the assassin history, marry his little daughter, and become the son-in-law of the assassin history, your career should be broader, not limited to a county, even if you are an official in the court, it is not impossible." ”

Chen Yuanliang has a relationship with his grandfather Chen Shitong, who has been in the county government for decades, and he has been helping Cao Xia for a few years before he got the identity of Cao Zuo.

Only officials, not officials.

The hardships and difficulties of becoming an official can be seen, but the cousin Chen Ping in front of him, from a white body to a seventh-rank official rank, has only been promoted for less than a year.

"Brother Yuanliang, you are wrong, this kind of thinking is unacceptable. We only need to serve the emperor well and worship as an official with meritorious service, how can we use such a villain trick? I don't need to be promoted to office by virtue of a woman. Chen Ping said seriously.

The atmosphere of the words was awe-inspiring, Chen Yuan's conscience was embarrassed, and he only felt that he had misjudged his cousin's conduct, but after only a while, he suddenly saw Chen Ping blinking, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "What is the appearance and figure of the little woman in Wei Thorn History, if it is exquisite, I will be wronged, and it is okay." ”

He took a teacup from the table next to him, took a sip, and heard that the tea in Chen Yuanliang's mouth almost squirted out.

This cousin is really unusually bold, even the little girl who assassinated the history dared to flirt.

"Be cautious, be cautious, if you let Wei Tingshi listen to you like this, you will definitely be angry." Raising his hand, the corner of his robe wiped the tea stains on the corner of his mouth, Chen Yuanliang said in a low voice.

"My Fair Lady, good gentleman, why don't you go to the banquet with me, Brother Yuanliang? You are also twenty, you are a weak crown, and it is time to marry a wife. In Baitu Village, Chen Chong, who is separated from my house by two families, is only 17 years old this year, and he is already the grandfather of three children. The two of them spoke, there was no one around, and the officials in the county government were still in the private room on the second floor, and Chen Ping was not worried about entering the ears of others.

Chen Yuanliang shook his head, seeing Chen Ping's casual appearance, thinking that Wei Xuan's comment somewhat made Chen Ping resentful, and it was not surprising to say such a remark.

"The epistle says that you are alone, how can I go? Now that Li Yingxing is going to Jiangdu to take up his post, you will hand over the things that should be done in the county to me, and then there is the matter of the township school, and now there is a shortage of manpower. The officials serving in the imperial court, you are the only one in the county, the post of county lieutenant is already vacant, Li Yingxing has just left, and the position of the county official is vacant again, I don't know when the court will be able to appoint officials to take up the post. Chen Yuanliang said.

When Chen Yuanliang said this, his eyes were a little lonely, Yan Fang, Xin Zide, Li Yingxing, and Chen Ping all had been promoted, but the officials in the county government only fell some silver money to reward and be relieved, and there was no change in official positions.

Chen Pingdao: "According to the laws of the imperial court, the officials in the county are not allowed to be supplemented by the Ministry of Shangshu Province, but it is not that they cannot be officials. can be worthy of the state capital, sent to Shangshu Province, participate in the election of foreign officials, and fill the foreign officials. ”

Chen Yuanliang paused, as Chen Ping said, this is the way to enter the stream, and then re-enter the stream, but the difficulty is difficult, just look at Chen Shitong and the county government officials can know.

Someone came down from the second floor of the inn, and Chen Ping came closer: "However, I hope that Brother Yuanliang can stay and help me, and dispose of Liuhe County as a foundation." ”

Chen Yuanliang's lost eyes were suddenly shocked at this moment, and he looked up at Chen Ping, but he couldn't figure out the true meaning of Chen Ping's words.

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The county order is not allowed to leave the country without reason, and the assassin Shi sent a letter to the county orders of Yangzhou in the name of discussing the emperor's southern tour, and the nobles and gentry in the state are also invited.

After entering the state capital, looking for people, and asking for directions, Chen Ping arrived outside a manor. The banquet was not in the state capital, but in the manor called Xiuyuan in front of you.

There are mountains and rivers, beautiful mountains and rivers, verandah arcades, exquisite but good.

Xiuyuan is a private manor, Chen Ping showed the invitation in the letter at the door, and entered the garden under the strange eyes of the guard.

After inquiring from Fang Cai's guard, the banquet would take an hour, and Chen Ping was not in a hurry, he entered the Xiuyuan and swayed around.

The path under the feet is paved with stones, no different from the manor of later generations, facing the lake, the corner of the lake is full of lotus flowers, a few points of pink swaying in it, and bursts of fragrance waft into the nose.

Weeping willows are planted on the shore, and the trees are densely shaded, and Chen Ping stepped on the stone road, the sun was shining and strong overhead, but he didn't feel the heat.

At this time, there were already people like Chen Ping, who came early, in three or two, or sitting in the attic, or leaning on the pavilion, and even more, they boarded the painting boat in the lake.

Men and women, old and young, Chen Ping stopped beside a weeping willow and looked around, although there was no one he knew, he also felt novel.

After a glance, Chen Ping's gaze fell on a painting boat in the lake, and then locked on a woman at the front of the painting boat.

The woman is not very old, wearing a narrow sleeved short skirt, which is very eye-catching among the women dressed in skirts. Leaning on the edge of the boat, gazing at the lake, occasionally throwing something into the lake with his raised hand, causing the lake below to tumble.

It's supposed to be playing fish.

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and really looked, and a sudden voice sounded from behind him: "That woman is a little younger, and if she is three or four years old, she will also be a beauty." ”

This person who suddenly appeared with a weak crown, wearing a brocade robe, with a white complexion, a handsome appearance, sparse eyebrows, and erratic eyes, glanced at Chen Ping, and then also set his eyes on the woman on the painting boat.

"It's a little smaller, and it's better if it's bigger." Chen Ping nodded and replied lightly.

The man on the side was stunned by Chen Ping's words, and after a moment of effort, his face was normal, with a look of admiration, staring at Chen Ping, his lips moved for a moment, after all, he didn't think of how to take Chen Ping's sentence, he only raised his hand and tapped Chen Ping twice.

"I thought that all the people in this garden were laymen, but when I saw you here alone, I stared at the boat, so I came over. That's right, you're more interesting than everyone else. How did you get in? The man said, obviously very excited, and looked at Chen Ping without paying attention, so that Chen Ping was so warm that he almost squeezed out goosebumps.

Long Yang is good, this age, this handsome and fair face, and then look at this noble son who is dressed up, he must go to the banquet, and he loves the type of person who is in tune the most. Chen Ping has always adhered to a respectful attitude, but if this happened to him, it would make people feel that they saw the green-headed fly in front of him, and the nausea was stacked in Chen Ping's chest and abdomen.

Feeling that it was safer to stay away from this person, Chen Ping said perfunctorily: "I heard that a banquet was held in Xiuyuan, and I was hungry in my stomach, so I came in over the wall. ”

"By all means, you're really funny, how about following me?" The white-faced man approached, smiling, and put his hand on Chen Ping's shoulder.

The wide sleeved robe was lifted, the powder fragrance was fragrant, Chen Ping choked twice, the guess inside seemed to be confirmed, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and almost fell into the lake.

"No, no, you just don't know me." Seeing the man frowning and worried, Chen Ping fled in despair.

A big man, whether he hides a sachet or is far away. (To be continued.) )