After a while, Fang Shiyu and the man were already standing in front of Cui Yuanheng. "Brother Heng, let me introduce this, Cui Zhengbin, the son of the Minister of Rites, and is also the current imperial examination student."

"This is what I just said, Jie Yuan Cui Yuanheng of our Ning'an City."

The man called Cui Zhengbin wore a jade crown and a brocade dress. He was handsome and gentleman, and he was obviously from a family.

Hearing this, he bowed and said, "It turned out to be Cui Jieyuan, who is indifferent to respect."

Cui Yuanheng is still wearing a white dress today, dressed in a scholarly manner, and has no change because he is a young master of a noble family. He is still gentle and polite, and always has a faint smile on his face, "I dare not, Mr. Cui laughs when he sees it."

Then the few people started chatting, first talking about poetry, then talking about schoolwork, articles, and various aspects.

What surprised Cui Zhengbin was that this Jie Yuan, who came from a small town, was not only very vocal, but also had great talent and was very meaningful. However, no matter how he looked at it, he always felt that this person was particularly familiar.

He asked indirectly, but he was crossed by Cui Yuanheng's words, saying that he was from a countryside and did not mention his ancestral home or any branch.

After returning, Cui Zhengbin was still a little regretful. How great would it be if his family members were?

Then I remembered his generation again, and after I got home, I asked his father, if his ancestors had the ranking of the Yuan generation.

His father Cui Jiahong was stunned for a moment. Only those who started the Yuan generation could use it.

It is not as good as the word Yuan is generally used when a dynasty emerges. This word represents the beginning and also represents the orthodoxy.

However, few people generally use this, unless the children who have fallen out with their families must be independent of their own lineage.

And this matter was accidentally discovered by Cui Zhengbin's grandfather, the Minister of Rites, Lord Cui, and he was worried.

However, there is still more than a month before the spring examination, and he has no time to do anything else now. The wedding date of the Cui family and the Seventh Prince is approaching, and the Cui family is busy with wedding events.

This is all a story later.

Cui Yuanheng went to the literary meeting. After Ye Xiaolou was cleaned up, he also went out to go to Fang Yuanyuan's appointment.

Compared to Fang Yuanyuan who always came to her door directly, she has many rules at this moment and knows that she should post first and wait.

The Fang family's house is in the inner city. The Taipu Temple Minister is one of the nine ministers no matter what. Now he has become a close friend of Concubine Ning, so he naturally lives in a good position.

Ye Xiaolou walked in the carriage for almost half an hour and finally arrived at Fang Mansion.

There are two stone lions in front of the door, a huge red painted wooden door, with flying eaves and corners on the door tower, and carved beams and painted roads.

Jinnian handed over the post, and the doorman opened the side door to invite Ye Xiaolou into the room. Soon the woman took her through the scribbling veranda, and passed the second door to enter the inner house.

The house is very large, with five depths of the house, and the garden, rockery, small lake, and everything is complete. It is a good garden building.

Ye Xiaolou followed the old lady for about half a cup of tea and finally arrived at the main courtyard. Since he came to Fang Mansion, he must have met the mistress of the family.

Without waiting for the servant to report, Fang Yuanyuan lifted the curtain directly from inside, happily grabbed Ye Xiaolou's hand and said, "Oh, you're here."

"Fast come in and the house is very cold outside?"

If I don’t know, I would think the relationship between the two is so good. Look at this enthusiasm.

When Ye Xiaolou was pulled into the house by her, she felt a warm breeze blowing, mixed with very pleasant incense. When she looked at the decorations in the house, she was even more luxurious and exquisite. Then she sighed sincerely, and she was indeed a big family.

Otherwise, how could the Fang Shiyu be able to get tens of thousands of taels of silver at one’s action?

And from Cui Yuanheng's opinion, this playboy's eldest son usually spends money like water.
Chapter completed!