As soon as he turned his head, Ye Yunyu had lifted the skirt lightly and walked down from the carriage mountain.

"I saw the carriage of the Ming Mansion from a distance, and I wanted to catch up quickly, but I didn't want to be a step slower."

She walked towards Zhan Nanjing with a spring breeze in her eyes, which really calmed Zhan Nanjing's restless heart a lot.

Zhan Mobei, who was sitting in the carriage, heard Ye Yunyu's voice, and when he poked out his head to greet Ye Yunyu.

But as soon as he was about to say hello, he felt a mysterious force pull him by the neck and drag him back into the carriage.

"Gross! Lan'er, I'm going to be strangled."

Zhan Mobei was strangled and rolled his eyes.

"Second brother, you are too incomprehensible, Sister Ye is here to cheer up the eldest brother, what are you making a fuss about."

Zhan Xinglan let go of Zhan Mobei's collar and patted him on the chest again.

"When they walk away first, Lan'er will accompany the second brother to see the list, good."

Zhan Mobei coughed a few times dryly and shook his head, "That's it, I'm not a reading material, so it's okay not to read this list."

Outside the carriage, Ye Yunyu slowly walked towards Zhan Nanjing.

A wisp of lily fragrance lingers on the tip of Zhan Nanjing's nose.

Ye Yunyu's slender and thick eyelashes flickered with her brown eyes.

"I heard that lilies can wish everything well, so I burned incense and bathed and came to watch the list with you."

At this moment, Zhan Nanjing looked at her stupidly, and the whole person was almost indulged in her watery tenderness.

The two walked side by side towards the crowd, but there was a cry.

"This is the first lady in the capital, she is really gentle and beautiful, and her demeanor is elegant."

"No wonder it stands out among many ladies, it's really better to hear than to see."

"The person who walked side by side with the first lady in the capital was dressed extraordinarily, and he thought he was a man from a family."

"This kind of son and brother from a family is a person who has no ink on his chest at first glance. Even though the first lady in the capital is cold and dusty, this vision is really not good."

"That's it, this boy has a good skin, and he dares to come to the list and grandstand."

The voices of banter are endless, but Zhan Nanjing is just indifferent, although he is not a knowledgeable and wise person, but he is not without ink.

It doesn't matter if others don't know this, the important thing is that Ye Yunyu knows.

Ye Yunyu always stood by Zhan Nanjing's side, automatically blocking those gossips.

They walked side by side through the crowd and walked below the gold list.

And among those who were talking, there was a man with a sallow face and sunken cheeks who was staring at them coldly.

This person is the scholar Chang Huaizhou who clashed with Zhannan Jing in Gantang Yaji.

The gold list shone brightly, and even the names written on it seemed to be gilded with a layer of golden light.

Zhan Nanjing clenched his fists, his eyes looking from back to front, from bottom to top.

With each name, he nervous.

Suddenly, Ye Yunyu tugged on his sleeve excitedly.

"Three in the first class! Nan Jing, you are the first and third place!"

Zhan Nanjing was a little stunned by Ye Yunyu's words.

His eyelids slowly lifted, and the first row above the gold list read: "First and third - Zhan Nanjing".

"I'm the first and third, and I'm on the list."

Zhan Nanjing has worked hard for so long, and it is really not in vain.

He turned his head to look at Ye Yunyu excitedly, his lips moved but he felt that he couldn't say anything.

Ye Yunyu saw through his heart and immediately said, "At this moment, I don't have to say anything, I understand."

A pair of eyebrows looked at him firmly and gently, at this moment, the two tacitly agreed, and all the love words were said in the flow of eyes.

The people around him heard the conversation between Zhan Nanjing and Ye Yunyu, and congratulated Zhan Nanjing repeatedly.

Zhan Nanjing also responded politely and accepted everyone's congratulations.

However, he had more important things to do at this moment, and after glancing at Ye Yunyu, he merged

Shoulders walked out of the crowd.

The scholars who were talking wildly and had no one in their eyes heard that Zhan Nanjing was a first-class or third-class person, and then looked at the person who walked side by side with Ye Yunyu walking over with a spring breeze on his face, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

They actually insulted the new Tanhua, this person is still the Langjun of the Ming Gong Zhan family, and the future career is afraid of being rugged and bumpy.

Zhan Nanjing didn't know them, and now he had more important things to do.

Back in the carriage, Zhan Nanjing excitedly informed his younger brothers and sisters of his ranking, and then told the carriage to go home quickly.

The carriage galloped, and Shaoqing returned to the Ming State Mansion.

In the front hall, Zhan Bofeng was anxious and couldn't sit still.

Hearing Deng Bo shouting that Lang Jun and the lady were back, he couldn't wait to stride to the door.

Zhan Nanjing strode forward, and when he saw Zhan Bofeng, he immediately took two steps forward and knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

"The son lives up to his father's expectations, the title of the gold list, and the high school flowers! I beg my father to ask the eldest lady of the Yin family of Yefu tomorrow to ask for marriage."

Hearing this, Zhan Bofeng was comforted and excitedly helped Zhan Nanjing up.

"Okay, my son's glorious lintel is really the glory of the Zhan clan! My son should visit the flowers, presumably the Ye family will not refuse, and his father will come to the door tomorrow with a dowry to ask for marriage."

Zhan Bofeng laughed and entered the front hall with Zhan Nanjing.

Zhan Xinglan and Zhan Mobei, who were belated, happened to see the backs of the happy father and son.

On the way back, Zhan Mobei deliberately slowed down, he knew that he had not met his father's expectations, so he didn't want his father to be angry when he saw him.

"Lan'er, I'll go back to Qingfeng Building first, if my father asks, you will say that I failed to make the list, and I have no shame to face my father."

After that, Zhan Mobei dragged his lonely steps around the front hall and walked to the backyard.

Zhan Xinglan looked at his back, feeling a little distressed.

Being forced to do something you don't like or not good at when you have more outstanding abilities is hard for anyone and a blow to their self-confidence.

can think about it from another perspective, Zhan Bofeng has followed Emperor Jing for many years to have a stable and stable life.

He didn't want his child to be scarred like him, and he was not wrong to lick the blood from the knife.

The hardest thing in the world is that I know your mind, you know my heart, but I will never back down.

Zhan Xinglan took a deep breath, this knot had to find a way to untie it.

At night, Zhan Bofeng held a banquet for Zhan Nanjing to celebrate.

Only Zhan Mobei did not attend, but Zhan Bofeng was not as thunderous and angry as they imagined.

He just said lightly, "If he doesn't want to come, he will be hungry."

Then he silently gave Deng Bo a look and motioned Deng Bo to leave some food for Zhan Mobei.

Zhan Bofeng, who has always been short-tempered, turned out to be so abnormal, which made Zhan Nanjing and Zhan Xinglan wonder.

Zhan Bofeng said a lot of words that he was proud of Zhan Nanjing during the banquet, and between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, a pot of osmanthus brew was empty.

If it weren't for the brother and sister to stop him, Zhan Bofeng would definitely drink two more pots from him.

"Uncle Deng, please send your father back to his room, and don't let him see the wine again."

Zhan Nanjing and Zhan Xinglan staggered and handed the drunk Zhan Bofeng to Deng Bo.

Deng Bo is a veteran who followed Zhan Bofeng to fight in the field, although he is old, he has the strength to stabilize Zhan Bofeng with one hand.

"Da Langjun and the third lady rest assured, the old slave will definitely settle the grandfather of the country."

It was the first time Zhan Xinglan had seen Zhan Bofeng like this, but he was happy but secretly had some sadness.

"Lan'er, I just ordered these meals to be hot. You send it to Qingfeng Building, Mobei loves you the most, and he may eat some when he sees you."

Zhan Nanjing handed the food box to Zhan Xinglan.

Zhan Xinglan took the food box and smiled at Zhan Nanjing, "There are still important things to do tomorrow, big brother, don't be embarrassed. Second brother, I'll take care of it."

Zhan Nanjing revealed a gentle but

A grinning smile.

He raised his hand and touched Zhan Xinglan's head, "Lan'er has grown up."

Zhan Xinglan understood that Zhan Nanjing didn't want to see Zhan Mobei, but he was afraid that going to see him now would make him feel more uncomfortable.

She suddenly felt that this family seemed to be careful to think about each other, which may be the charm of love.

The nursing home at the entrance of Qingfeng Building has been removed.

Zhan Xinglan slowly walked into the courtyard of Zhan Mobei, but did not hear the slightest movement. Z.br>

Even the bedroom is black.

Zhan Xinglan tentatively shouted, "Second brother?"

In the silent courtyard, there was no sound except for Zhan Xinglan's footsteps.

She pushed the door open, and the room was empty.

It's so late, where can Zhanmobei go?

Zhan Xinglan put the food box on the table and closed the door to find Zhan Mobei.

But after looking for a long time, I didn't see Zhan Mobei.

It wasn't until she passed by the ancestral hall that she found Zhan Mobei standing quietly outside the ancestral hall.

The door of the ancestral hall was open and brightly lit.

A lonely figure was kneeling on the futon and gently wiping the tablet in his hand.

"An Ge, our Nan Jing has a future, tomorrow the husband will propose to the Ye family, and soon Nan Jing will start a family."

Zhan Bofeng's voice trembled slightly, but he tried his best to restrain his choked throat.

"An Ge, it would be great if you were still here, and then you would be able to watch Nan Jing marry a wife and enter the Shi with your own eyes."

A silent tear fell on the tablet and dripped to the ground along with the engraved words.

"An Ge, Mobei is your most worrying child, he has loved to dance with knives and guns since he was a child, you are afraid that he will be in danger like me and deal with Lord Yama at the Ghost Gate. The husband didn't want you to bury the loess deep in the loess and worry about the child, so he forced Mobei to abandon Wu Congwen."

Speaking of this, Zhan Mobei outside the door suddenly realized.

It turned out that all this was my father's wish to fulfill A-Niang's last wish.

"Kefujun inadvertently saw Mobei leaving alone and sad today, and he felt lost in his heart. Mobei is a good boy, he knows that he is not that material, but he still does things he doesn't like to make me happy. An Ge, did you say that the husband really did something wrong?"

Zhan Bofeng was drunk, and slowly curled up and lay on the futon while holding Tang Ange's tablet.

The burly body looked so thin and small under the candle flames and the rows of tablets of worship.

Only in front of Tang Ange will Zhan Bofeng reveal the most fragile things in his heart. For many years, Zhan Bofeng would come to the ancestral hall to sleep all night with Tang Ange's tablet whenever he was hesitating.

Zhan Xinglan stood behind a tree not far from the ancestral hall, quietly watching all this.

She only knew that Zhan Bofeng loved his wife deeply, but she didn't know that he loved him deeply.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a dull snoring sound in the ancestral hall.

Zhan Mobei heard it and walked in.

Zhan Xinglan was puzzled, and hurriedly tiptoed to the place where Zhan Mo was hiding in the north.

I saw Zhan Mobei carefully pull Tang Ange's tablet out of Zhan Bofeng's arms, and then wiped it with his sleeve and put it back in place.

Then he blew out the candle flame in the ancestral hall and leaned down again, grabbed Zhan Bofeng's arm, put it on his shoulder, and lifted him up hard.

Although Zhan Bofeng's body was heavy and strong, Zhan Mobei suddenly carried the drunk Zhan Bofeng on his shoulders.

But as soon as Zhan Mobei was about to get up, he felt that there was a force behind him that helped him lighten his burden.

When I looked back, it was Zhan Xinglan.

"Lan'er, why are you here?"

Zhan Xinglan smiled.

"My father left some food for the second brother, but when I sent it to Qingfeng Building, I didn't see the second brother, and I didn't want the second brother to be here."

Zhan Mobei heard that Zhan Bofeng had left food for him, and his eyes were stunned for a moment.

"Father left me food?"

"Yes, in fact, my father cares about the second brother very much

Target. Let's go, and send my father back to the main courtyard first."

Zhan Mobei nodded, and strode out with Zhan Bo Peak on his back.

Along the way, Zhan Xinglan wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't know where to speak.

When he was sent back to the main courtyard, Deng Bo hurriedly greeted him.

"Erlangjun, Third Lady, Grandpa Guo is secretly going to the ancestral hall again."

Zhan Mobei nodded, and then walked to the bedroom with Zhan Bofeng on his back.

After placing Zhan Bofeng, the brother and sister left the main courtyard.

Zhan Xinglan saw Zhan Mobei walking with his head down, and under the night, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Second brother, how did you know that your father was in the ancestral hall?"