"......" Hearing this, Jiang Shu, who came over one step later, couldn't help but pause.

Yuan Chonghuan?

Don't......

She paused and looked him up and down.

Could this be Yuan Chonghuan, a famous anti-gold general in the late Ming Dynasty?

"It's really a blessing to have a character like Yuan Gongzi as a husband!" was secretly guessing, only listening to the cloud in front of him and opening his mouth tentatively.

"Miss Yun said with a smile, she has not yet married, and there is no wife." Yuan Chonghuan's expression was restrained, neither humble nor arrogant.

“…… In this way," Yun Ling's little face flushed slightly, "The little woman looked at the age of her son, and thought that she had already married, and she was rude." ”

"Miss Yun doesn't have to mind," Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand slowly, "I am now twenty and nine years old, and it stands to reason that I should have started a family a long time ago, but it was only because my grandfather and grandmother died one after another, and I had filial piety, so I put it on hold." ”

"Yuan Gongzi is the most filial piety, and the filial piety of his grandfather and grandmother must be guarded by himself, and the little woman admires it." Yun Poria immediately showed appreciation.

"Miss Yun praised it falsely," Yuan Chonghuan raised his hand towards her again, "It's just because my father died early, and I don't have any uncles and brothers below, so I can only personally keep filial piety on behalf of my father, this is human nature." Now that there is only more than a month before the palace examination, I have to go back to Wen Shu in the future, so I will leave first. ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yun Lingling to say anything more, he turned around and strode towards the direction where the young man in green shirt and the young man in red shirt left.

"Okay, don't look at it, people have already gone far." When the blue figure of the lake was gradually submerged by the pedestrians and cars coming and going on the street, Jiang Shu took two steps forward, not salty or light.

"Princess, Yuan Gongzi ......" Yun Lingling slowly turned her head to look at her, biting her lower lip lightly, looking like she wanted to say something.

"What? Got a crush on someone? Jiang Shu couldn't see her thoughts.

"Slave ......"

"I said that if you have someone you like and want to marry, I will let you go at any time, but this Yuan Gongzi can't." Without waiting for her to continue, Jiang Shu continued.

"Why?" Yun Poria was a little puzzled.

Jiang Shu groaned slightly, stared at her and said, "I see that his face is not good, and I am afraid that you will suffer if you follow him." ”

"Yuan Gongzi is a talent, magnanimous, and has no sharp appearance, why is his face bad?" Yun Ling's brows furrowed slightly.

"Physiognomy has nothing to do with appearance, nor does it have anything to do with conduct, but it is related to future destiny," Jiang Shu sighed lightly, "I think he will be a late bloomer, and it is rare to have a good death." ”

She remembered that this Yuan Chonghuan was reused during the Apocalypse and Chongzhen years, and the governor of Liaodong against the Jianzhou Jurchens, because of repeated victories, he was jealous of the Jurchen leader Huang Taiji, and resorted to a counter-plot, causing him to be falsely accused of "collaborating with the enemy and plotting treason", and was executed by the suspicious Chongzhen Emperor Ling Chi, and the cut meat was eaten by the ignorant people, and the end was not a "miserable" word can be described.

"The slave doesn't care," Yun Lingling shook her head and said, "The slave only knows that the Yuan Gongzi I see today is something that impresses the slave and maid." ”

"So...... Even if it doesn't end well in the future, you don't care, do you? Jiang Shu was silent for a moment.

Yun Lingling nodded solemnly: "Didn't the princess say that he was a late bloomer, in the future, it should be in the future many years later, and before he is a late bloomer, at least there will be no problems, for slaves and maids, these years are enough, as long as he doesn't dislike slaves and maids, slaves and maids don't care." ”