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Chapter 5 Brother Has Money(2/2)

Of course, it is impossible for the third young lady of Zhongli's family to be a junior for someone, even if he has a first-class official position!

Didn't Zhiyuan say that he would open a tavern in Erjinggou Alley?

There is plenty of time to investigate all eighteen generations of his ancestors, and it will be safer to take action at that time.

So Zhongli Ruoshui sat down again and suddenly showed a bright smile:

"You said... if his family background is innocent and he is unmarried... should I also take the initiative?"

Ning Chuchu raised her beautiful eyebrows and raised her hand: "But I met him first!"

"Hmph, your majestic princess, your future husband must come from a certain prince's palace. Can you like this little mountain man?"

"That's not certain. After all, I also hope that my future husband will be like Prime Minister Shang!"

Zhongli Ruoshui glared at Ning Chuchu and did not take her words to heart, because Ning Chuchu was a princess and her future was more difficult to control.

Just then, a maid hurriedly walked in.

She wished them both a long blessing and said to Zhongli Ruoshui: "Miss, for this couplet, Master Zhou and the others have selected a hundred young people between the ages of sixteen and twenty."

"Twenty-six of them have climbed to the third floor. The girl Shen Qiaodie Shen you invited has also come and is waiting in the back cabin of the third floor."

Zhongli Ruoshui nodded and said to Ning Chuchu: "Let's go and meet those talented people."

The two stood up, and Zhongli Ruoshui said with some regret: "It's a pity that he didn't come, so I always feel that something is missing."

"Let's just think of it as a cultural gathering on March 3rd. As for choosing a son-in-law...if Cheng Guogong arrives, you have to help me stop him!"

When we walked out of the Yanyu Pavilion, it was already sunset.

Looking at the Huaping Lake dyed red by the setting sun, Zhongli Ruoshui thought to himself, if he were here and saw this scene and wrote a poem about the sunset, could it be comparable to the famous Shang Buqi?
Chapter completed!
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