Chapter 157: Self-recommendation

Zhu Leyao stared at Rong Fei's side face stupidly, and the rippling spring love in the corners of her mouth and eyes was about to overflow. Seeing the appearance of the good sister, Liu Yingrong couldn't help but knock Zhu Leyao's head with a folding fan and teased.

"But after all, I am a daughter's family and a princess, how can I have a reason to recruit a son-in-law for myself, if it is passed on, I will not be laughed at by others."

Zhu Yueyao sighed in distress.

"This matter is also simple, if you are embarrassed to talk to Your Majesty, give your queen mother a breath first, and let her help you talk about it. Sister-in-law should always have her share in recruiting a husband for her sister-in-law."

Liu Yingrong came up with an idea.

"But who is going to tell the imperial sister-in-law? It always feels weird for me to say it myself."

"My silly sister, you used to be not afraid of heaven and earth, why are you now so timid, is this still the silver princess I know? Hey, hey, don't stare at me like this, I'm the head of the four princes of Kyoto, and I won't do this kind of matchmaking."

"Oh, my good sister, you can help me this time. It's a big deal that I won't go back to the palace tonight, so it's okay to sleep with you."

Zhu Yueyao put her arm around Liu Yingrong and said coquettishly.

"Are you just sleeping together, do you want to do something else, little lady!"

Liu Yingrong pinched Zhu Yueyao's chin, raised her eyebrows, and teased evilly.

The picture of "grinding flowers to the mirror" flashed in his mind made Rong Fei, who was pretending to sleep with wine, shiver, and quickly snorted a few times, stretching his waist and waking up.

"Rong Fei, you're awake! Does the headache hurt? Dry mouth? The decanting soup is not yet cold, so let's drink it while it's hot."

Zhu Yueyao let go of Liu Yingrong, jumped up and ran to Rong Fei's side and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm still a little sleepy, just go back to the yamen to make up for sleep. Rong Fei is one step ahead, so let's do it for yourself."

Rong Fei said that he was about to take the opportunity to slip away, but he was pulled by Zhu Yueyao.

"Then what's the matter, it's cold and smelly in the yamen, so let's send you home to sleep." Or go to the palace, you behave so well today, my mother must be very happy to know it, maybe she will send someone to summon you into the palace in a while, and it will save you more wrongful paths."

"Uh... Let's do it another day, there are many life-threatening cases in the yamen waiting for me to go back to investigate, and if we delay a little longer, someone may lose their lives. You've been delayed here for most of the day, princess, you have to count how many people have died. No, it's too sinful, I must go back to the yamen immediately. See you both."

After that, Rong Fei ran away as if he was running away.

"Guess he's been pretending to be asleep?"

Liu Yingrong walked behind Zhu Yueyao and asked softly in her ear.

Then I saw that Zhu Yueyao's ears suddenly turned red, and she could even feel the scorching temperature.

"Ahh

The sudden clearing of the Great Confucian made the thousands of scholars and Confucian students who lived outside the innocent house full of confusion, although they also saw the vision in the sky before, but after all, the level was too low, and the dispute between Confucianism and Shushan in Kyoto was not very good, and it could only be a good omen that would inevitably appear when the Great Confucian was promoted.

After all, Da Yan has not seen a Great Confucian for more than 20 years, and the people present are all seventeen or eighteen years old, about twenty years old, and they have never seen the scene when Jin Feng Da Confucian was born.

Then the fifteen great Confucian scholars left in a hurry, which made the scholars and Confucian students present even more confused.

What is the result of this assessment, but the gentlemen will let me know?

Why didn't you see Mr. Rong come out?

Did something go wrong?

The Innocence Residence had just been cleared, and the scholars did not dare to enter rashly, and some people followed the footsteps of the Great Confucians to see if they could find out any news. The other part continued to stay where they were, wanting to wait for Rong Fei to come out and verify it in person.

After waiting for a while, Rong Fei, who was drunk and a little vain in his footsteps, walked out of the gate of the Innocent Residence, and hundreds of impatient scholars surrounded him with a bang.

"Have you seen Mr. Rong?"

"Mr. Rong, the vision in the sky just now was caused by you?"

"Mr. Rong

Will the assessment go smoothly?"

"Mr. Rong..."

Hundreds of people were slamming around with their voices, and if they didn't use their magical powers, I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying at all. But if he exerts his spiritual hearing powers, Rong Fei's eardrums are afraid that they will be shattered on the spot.

Rong Fei was helpless, so he could only smile and arch his hands around, and then use his spiritual power and shouted loudly.

"Thank you for your concern and love, I don't know the specific result, everything is waiting for the reply of the Confucians. Rong is too strong to drink, so I'm going to take the first step, I'm sorry."

When the scholars heard this, they hurriedly made way for Rong Fei to pass.

"Mr. Rong, there is a student's carriage over there, can you have the honor of having a student give you a ride?"

Ling Xujie in the crowd suddenly rushed to Rong Fei and recommended himself.

"Uh..."

Rong Fei wanted to refuse, but after seeing Zheng Ziqiu, who was pulled out by Ling Xujie with a reluctant expression, he temporarily changed his mind and nodded.

Rong Fei nodded at this point, but it made many of the scholars who also came in the carriage beat their chests and regretted it.

I knew that Mr. Rong was so easy to speak, and I should have fought for the opportunity to travel with him, and maybe I could get a few words of teaching.

Alas! I just blame myself for not being thick-skinned enough.

Seeing Rong Fei nodding and agreeing, Ling Xujie was overjoyed, but at the same time, he was afraid that someone else would jump out and snatch this rare opportunity with him, so he and Zheng Ziqiu supported Rong Fei on both sides of Rong Fei and accelerated his departure.

When the three of them came to the long street, Ling Xujie raised his hand and shouted towards a carriage parked on the side of the street.

"Coachman."

When the driver heard the greeting, he immediately drove the carriage to the three of them.

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Rong Fei couldn't help but glance at Ling Xujie when he heard this.

Okay, this kid was bragging just now. I thought he had a private car, but it turned out to be a taxi.

But let's rent it, anyway, Rong Fei doesn't pick this.

Ling Xujie seemed a little weak and a little apprehensive, and asked Rong Fei with a smiling face.

"Mr. Rong, you're going..."

"You kid has worked hard, but you have knowledge to ask for. Seeing that you are quite clever, I will give you a chance to go to your house and sit down."

Rong Fei patted Ling Xujie's shoulder and smiled.

This Ling Xujie spoke with a standard western accent, thinking that he should have come to Kyoto to study and prepare to participate in next year's Spring Festival.

Judging from Ling Xujie's clothes, accessories, boots, etc., his family should be good, but he is definitely not rich. In Kyoto, it is common for scholars from such families to rent a room in an inn or stay with a relative.

With Rong Fei's current status in the hearts of young scholars, he definitely can't go to the inn or the house of a relative's house where he is staying to entertain him, that would be too rude, and he would have no face.

Sure enough, Ling Xujie first looked embarrassed, and then glanced at Zheng Ziqiu beside him.

Zheng Ziqiu understood, although he was unwilling in his heart, but he could not refute his friend's face and interest, and reported his home address to the coachman.