Chapter 146: Xiao Xiang’s daughter?

Yan Zisheng stood at the yard gate and watched Song Zhiyuan leave until he could no longer see him, and then turned around and returned to the house for you.

"Young Master, what did the prime minister say when you come here to find you?" Xiao Shutong Shanhe asked with a smile.

Yan Zisheng said: "It's just that I came here to sit around for a while. But the gentleman commented on the article, which made me suddenly realize it and I had a lot of insights. I had to write a new policy statement when I turned around."

"The Prime Minister is the best for the Young Master, and he also likes you the most." Shanhe was very happy when he heard this. He thought for a while and whispered: "I wonder if the Prime Minister would like other officials to match the Young Master, maybe the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion..."

"Stop." Yan Zisheng stopped him and scolded: "You are so unblocked and you dare to say anything. What if you cause trouble? If you don't have a door in your mouth like you do now, then you can go back to your hometown. I don't need you to serve you anymore."

Shanhe immediately knelt down: "Young master, I am wrong, I dare not."

"Get up." Yan Zisheng said angrily: "We are not allowed to do this again in the future. The gentleman treats me as much as a mountain, and the same is true for his family. You and I can't talk about it behind the scenes, especially the daughter of the Song family, so they should not talk about it, so as not to ruin their reputation."

"Yes, young master." Shanhe got up embarrassedly.

Yan Zisheng saw his listless look and couldn't help but sigh. He knew what mountains and rivers meant, but he was just the second lady in the prime minister's house. How dare he think about it, and never thought about it.

That's not someone he can think of.

"Changsheng, Changsheng, where is the prime minister, gone?"

A man in a long gown came in and shouted at Yan Zisheng.

Yan Zisheng bowed and bowed: "Brother Xiuquan."

"Hey, there is no need to be so polite. I'll ask you, is the prime minister gone?" Wu Xiuquan asked anxiously.

Yan Zisheng nodded: "He has left."

Wu Xiuquan was a little regretful and said, "I left so soon. What did the Prime Minister say? By the way, did you say when will the Prime Minister hold a poetry meeting? Can we get over it?"

Yan Zisheng was speechless: "How could the prime minister participate in these things?"

Poetry gatherings are usually held by young students. How could they do this? Moreover, Song Xiangye never likes to attend poetry gatherings, tea parties, etc., because he said that he was not interested in what would be sour and he was not interested.

Yan Zisheng has also been to poetry and prose several times, which is indeed a bit boring. However, he is very interested in the lectures organized by real great scholars.

Wu Xiuquan sighed, suddenly thought of something, and said excitedly: "Changsheng, do you think who did I meet at the east gate of Qian Street just now? It was Miss Song Er, and the maids and mothers gathered around. Oh, Miss Song Er was so beautiful and precious. You said that if we could marry such a wife, why worry about the future?"

Yan Zisheng frowned: "Brother Xiuquan, be careful of his words. I still have an article to write, so I will lose my companion first."

It is not a gentleman to talk about the lady behind his back.

Seeing him returning to the house without any mercy, Wu Xiuquan curled his lips and thought to himself that he was a gentleman, but he didn't believe that you didn't want to be the prime minister's son-in-law.

But if you think about it carefully, just these poor students are not worthy of the prime minister's daughter, so you can only think about it and have a daydream.

Wu Xiuquan also returned to his room, thinking that he would find a way to find a famous post from the second young master of the Yongchang Hou Mansion to attend the poetry party he held. Maybe he would make a comeback?
Chapter completed!