Early in the morning of the second day.

As soon as Zhu Yunxi had breakfast, there was a commotion outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man walked in with a young man, followed by more than a dozen subordinates, each holding a variety of gift boxes in their hands.

Wen He didn't know what he heard from the person, so he immediately jumped and ran in.

"Little Third Master, it's not good!"

As soon as she entered the house, she shirred and shouted.

"Is the house going to fall?"

Zhu Yunxi glared at Wen He angrily.

"No, no, no."

Wen He's hands shook wildly, but he couldn't help but giggle.

"Someone has come to ask my fair sister for a kiss!"

Zhu Yunxi frowned, and said in his heart that this Meng Dacai can move fast enough, the ceremony was held yesterday, and he came to ask for a kiss today?

"Is it Meng Dacai?"

Wen He shook his head again and again: "No, it's a surname Sun." ”

"Surnamed Sun?"

Zhu Yunxi was a little dizzy and felt a little inexplicable, but he still nodded and said, "Please come in." ”

A few moments later, a dozen people walked in.

The person at the head was the middle-aged man who left without a sound last night.

"In Xia Sun Jianting, see the third master!"

With his words, the people behind him knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, raised his hand, and asked everyone to get up, and then the fox asked:

"Sun Jianting, what do you mean by this?"

He gestured to the men holding the boxes.

"In the next special to ask the little third master for the dog Sun Ziliang, and ask the little third master to marry his sister Shu Miao to the dog."

He waved his hand, and the men put down the gifts, and then he presented a beautiful page of the name in both hands.

Wen He took it and handed it to Zhu Yunxi's hand, but he stretched his neck and stared at the name card in Zhu Yunxi's hand without blinking.

"Come on, read it to me."

Zhu Yunxi simply handed the name card to Wen He, he saw that this traditional Chinese character was really a bit difficult, the key was that there was no punctuation.

Wen He took it and unfolded it, and Lang Lang read:

"Sun Liang, nineteen years old, from Chang'an. Father and grandson Jianting, mother Ye ......"

Zhu Yunxi nodded as he listened.

Not to mention, the conditions of the Sun family are good, Sun Jianting is the largest supplier of glass in Chang'an, and the goods are sold to all parts of the Ming Dynasty, which can be described as a family wealth.

Looking at it this way, this Sun Liang is a proper rich second generation!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi began to look at Sun Lianglai again.

Then he nodded again, and said in his mouth:

"Not bad, good boy!"

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi is like an old man looking at his future son-in-law, he is obviously a teenager, but he is stunned to have a temperament of dozens of years old.

When Sun Jianting heard Zhu Yunxi praising his son, he immediately smiled from ear to ear, pulled Sun Liang beside him, and knelt in front of Zhu Yunxi with a plop.

"Ask the little third master to be fulfilled!"

He screamed in his mouth, pulling Sun Liang is kowtow again and again.

At that moment, another commotion was heard outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, Luan Yu walked in, followed by several groups of people.

These people are all in the same pattern.

A middle-aged man with a young man, followed by a large group of subordinates holding gift boxes.

My God, is it a group to ask for relatives?

....... Zhu Yunxi was a little dumbfounded, he finally came back to his senses now.

Shu Miaoxiao is now his sister, that is, the titular imperial relative, and in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang had clear regulations on the marriage of the imperial relative.

For this, Zhu Yunxi remembers it clearly.

In the "Women's Training" written by Zhu Yuanzhang himself, it is clearly stipulated:

"All the sons of heaven, princes, concubines, and concubines must carefully choose the good families of the common people, and choose women whose parents behave dignified and whose family laws are neat."

As for women who are relatives of the emperor, such as princesses and the like, it is stipulated that they cannot marry the children of civil ministers and military generals with high status, but can only marry ordinary people!

These people in front of them must have come to ask for relatives for this one.

But that seems like a bit much, right?

...... Zhu Yunxi rubbed his eyebrows.

"Third master, they are all here to ask for a kiss."

Luan Yu said with a smile and pointed at these people.

Sun Jianting looked at these people and exclaimed in surprise: "Why are you here?" ”

"If you can come, why can't we?"

Someone sneered: "Could it be that there is a son in Chang'an City who is your grandson?" ”

Sun Jianting's old face was red when he was choked, but he couldn't do it, so he could only stare at these people fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, these people began to kowtow to Zhu Yunxi, and then sent famous posts and gifts.

It directly turned this place into an audition site.

Luan Yu and Wen He took turns reading their personal names to Zhu Yunxi, and Zhu Yunxi nodded frequently.

"Yes, yes, they are all rich second generations!"

He crossed Erlang's legs, looking like an old god was there, which made Wen He giggle non-stop.

"The little third master is really interesting, he even said that they are the rich second generation."

Wen He whispered in Luan Yu's ear.

Luan Yu twisted her little waist and quipped: "Is there anything you like, I will beg the little third master to marry you later." ”

"Cut!"

Wen He pursed his lips and said arrogantly: "I am the third master." ”

"Here we go again."

Luan Yu whispered: "If you are really his, you will sleep with him tonight." ”

Wen He's face turned red, he bit his lip, and muttered:

"Sleep when you sleep, but you come first!"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Luan Yu and Wen He muttering, and he didn't know what they were talking about, he frowned, and suddenly asked:

"Why didn't you see Meng Dacai?"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately a little nervous.

They naturally knew who Meng Dacai was, and they also knew that Meng Dacai had an only son named Meng Chong, but why did the little third master ask him alone at this time?

"Could it be that the third master wants to marry his sister to Meng Chong?"

These people looked at each other, and their hearts were a little apprehensive.

Luan Yu and Wen He were also asked by Zhu Yunxi's words, and the two looked around, only to find that there was no shadow of Meng Dacai among these people at all.

"Damn it!"

Luan Yu scolded softly: "Isn't this making the little third master angry? ”

Wen He also nodded, and said without thinking that it was too much of a deal: "If we don't change Sister Fairy, I don't think these sons are worse than that Meng Chong." ”

Luan Yu glanced at her and said to Zhu Yunxi: "I really haven't seen that person." ”

Zhu Yunxi's face sank, and he was a little angry.

Didn't Meng Dacai say that he came to ask for marriage in person?

Why did so many people come, but he didn't?

Do you want me to wait for him?

...... Zhu Yunxi waved his hand at everyone: "Let's all go back and wait for news." ”

So they saluted and withdrew.

"Little Third Master, are you angry?"

Wen He looked at Zhu Yunxi and asked.

Zhu Yunxi smiled faintly: "You have seen it, so many people want to marry a slender man." ”

Wen He understood in seconds, and immediately picked up the pile of famous posts and rushed out, shouting in his mouth:

"I'm going to find my fair sister and let her choose!"

"Hmph, when the time comes, let that Meng Dacai regret dying."

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In the Changqing Building, Shu Yaoxiao has not appeared in public since yesterday.

Her current identity is really not suitable for showing her head again, especially on an occasion like Changqing Tower.

So she handed over everything to Wang Lang, and she stayed in the house like everyone and didn't go out.

At this moment, she was embroidering flowers a little boringly, and the slender embroidery needles flew between her white and tender fingers, like a dexterous little snake shuttling through the lotus flower that had not yet been embroidered.

There was another sound of knocking footsteps outside the house, and Shu Miao didn't need to look to know that Wen He was coming again.

Sure enough, Wen He appeared in front of her with a large number of famous posts.

"My Fair Sister, these are your wishful husbands."

As she spoke, she poured these famous posts on the table, and then looked at Shu Miao with a smug face.

Shu Miao suspiciously picked up a famous poster and looked at it, then picked up another book and looked at it, and then asked:

"What are these, what do you call my wishful husband?"

Wen He grinned, sat next to Shu Miao, and chattered about the previous things, but finally said angrily:

"The little third master is angry, he wants to marry you to someone else."

After finishing speaking, she stood up and waved her hand at Wen He:

"You choose slowly, and tell me when you pick it."

Shu Miao watched Wen He go away again, so he picked up those famous posts casually and threw them aside without looking at them.