Both Qi Jun's parents died, and they lived with their uncles and aunts who were postmasters. Their family background was considered a poor family.

But he is very capable and is a general under his father's command at a young age.

In his previous life, he was self-reliant and took the position of a third-rank general. Unfortunately, he was eventually implicated by the Song family and beheaded.

When he died, he was still alone.

From this perspective, Qi Jun is really a good candidate for his brother-in-law.

Song Zhao immediately sat upright, lay under the bead curtain, and asked in a chat, "Shi Shi, you are already in a bad state this year, right? Are you married?

Qi Jun's eyelids twitched, and he quickly peeked at the gentle and quiet Song Yao, sweating in his palms, and a thin red appeared on his handsome face, and he stammered, "Go back to the second girl, I am dedicated to following General Song to defend his country, and I have never considered getting married."

Song Zhao noticed that when Qi Jun said this, Song Yao's lips curled slightly.

There is a chance!

Song Zhao sat back, lay down in Song Yao's ear, and said deliberately, "The young talented Qi soldiers have a gully in their chests. It's a pity that they have no father or mother and have never studied, otherwise they can match their sister."

Song Yao pinched the veil and glared at her sister, "You can't say that. Qi soldiers have no father or mother and don't know their knowledge. Even if they can achieve such achievements, it is something that no man can achieve? Besides, didn't Zhaozhao say before that, marrying depends on the other person's character, how can he be picky based on his family background?"

Song Zhao held his cheeks and was very relaxed. "It seems that my sister is very satisfied with Shi Shi Qi? Anyway, I have to look at my husband today, so I can consider Shi Shi Qi."

Song Yao was stunned.

It seemed as if clouds flew into her cheeks, showing an intoxicating scorching color.

She put down the bead curtain and whispered indescribable, "Little sister, you haven't gotten to the hairpin yet. Are you ashamed to discuss your husband's affairs with me like this?"

"It's what sister you said, getting married is the duty of a woman." Song Zhao held his chin and said carelessly, "If sister doesn't want to miss a good marriage, you might as well test it later."

Song Yao bit her lip and was distracted.

*

Soon, the carriage and horses arrived at their destination.

The orchid exhibition is set in a huge courtyard, surrounded by rockery and veranda, with great views.

As his family stepped into the threshold, Song Zhao looked around openly.

The spring scenery is in full swing, and countless orchids grow in the garden.

Orchids wait for the spring breeze, and the deep forest is filled with fragrance.

The colors of different varieties of orchids are different, and clusters are piled up on both sides of the road, colorful and fragrant.

There is a luxurious and spacious pavilion in the garden, which can accommodate about a hundred people, separated by carved white jade barriers, and half of the male and female.

Outside the pavilion are several Eight Immortals tables, with tea, fresh fruits and exquisite desserts on them.

There were about twenty young talents coming to the banquet, each walking on the path outside the pavilion, all of whom were elegant and knowledgeable.

Only when Song Yao put on a hat was able to observe with great confidence.

The young people knew the intention of the Song family’s exhibition here today.

They are all talented men who participated in the imperial examination this year, and they are both from poor families. They are very excited to learn that the Song family was going to choose a husband for Miss Song from them. If they could climb to the Song family, it would be a great joy for twenty years to fight.

Old Lady Song was not good at legs and feet, so Song Yao helped her to sit down at the pavilion.

Song Bing and Yun were in charge of chatting with the talented men, intending to analyze the other party's character from the conversation first.

Song Jinfu followed Song Zhao without hesitation, fearing that Si Yu would get close to his sister.

Si Yu disagreed.

No matter how much you guard against it, your sister is still infatuated with him.

He felt a little sympathetic to Song Jinfu. If he knew what the little girl thought about him in the future, would he vomit three liters of blood?

"Zhaozhao!" Suddenly, a full of vitality came.

The cute and stupid girl wearing a pink Ruyi Luo skirt ran towards Song Zhao like a butterfly!

"Glutinous!" Song Zhao threw down the orchid in his hand and hugged his handkerchief.
Chapter completed!