Zhishou found that Wei Xiang was deliberately staying and refused to leave. He immediately showed anger on his face and whispered: "Boy, don't go too far."

Wei Xiang saw Shihui's mouth move a few times, as if he had said something, but he could not hear clearly because of the interference of Zhishou's words, and he was suddenly a little anxious.

Wei Xiang waved his fist at Zhishou and smiled, "You talk nonsense, see if I will beat you?"

Zhishou was furious, his fists clenched and his veins were exposed, and it seemed that he was about to hit Wei Xiang's face.

Wei Xiang crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked at the other person with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhishou's anger disappeared without a trace. He sneered at Wei Xiang, and then walked away.

At this time, Wei Xiang had time to look at Shihui and Lin's father in the Central Committee.

Lin's father in the Central Bank looked at Shihui with surprise: "Shida, you..."

The Scholars bowed to Lin’s father in the Central Zone and said: “I didn’t mean that I offended the Central Zone and I had a candidate for my daughter. Please forgive me.”

Lin's father from the Bank of China looked at Shihui quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Very good."

Lin's father from the Bank of China took Zhishou to a place further above the platform.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Shuo's voice suddenly came from Wei Xiang's ears, which made him a little scared.

Wei Xiang looked around and whispered: "Jin Xingbo seemed to have proposed marriage with the scholar-official doctor just now, but he was rejected."

Zhao Shuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Xiang in surprise: "Can you hear this kind of news? Not bad, very good."

Wei Xiang smiled.

Zhao Shuo's eyes rolled and his voice lowered slightly: "You haven't gotten married yet, why don't I help you protect this media?"

Wei Xiang hurriedly bowed and bowed: "Thank you, Lord."

Zhao Shuo looked at Wei Xiang with a strange expression for a while and said, "Don't you refuse?"

Wei Xiang said seriously: "So I love you, I dare not refuse."

Zhao Shuo sneered: "Have you seen her?"

Wei Xiang said: "See you."

Zhao Shuo was choked for a while and said, "Then how do you know she likes you?"

Wei Xiang whispered: "A beautiful lady is a gentleman. As for whether to ask for it or not, aren't you working hard?"

Zhao Shuo laughed loudly and patted Wei Xiang on the shoulder: "Wait for me for a while."

Zhao Shuo ignored the strange gazes from others and walked up to Zhao Dun, who was smiling and chatting with the Marquis of Jin not far away.

After hearing Zhao Shuo's whisper, Zhao Dun said something in Zhao Shuo's ear.

Zhao Dun didn't even look at Wei Xiang, which made Wei Xiang feel a little uneasy.

In this era, love belongs to love and marriage belongs to parents. Zhao Dun's opinions are crucial.

However, Wei Xiang was still sure that it would be too naive if he still fought rashly in major events like marriage.

Zhao Shuo returned to Wei Xiang: "Come with me."

Zhao Shuo brought Wei Xiang to the Sihui: "State, Zhao Shuo has something to discuss with the doctor."

The scholar stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "What's the point of seeing Zhao Qing?"

Zhao Dun was not dead, so it was obvious that he could not call Zhao Meng. He was not in line with Zhao Shuo's current identity, so he simply called him Zhao Qing.

Zhao Shuo's laughter and voice were not small, and he immediately attracted the attention of many people on the not-so-large platform. Even the Marquis of Jin, who was having a great time talking to Zhao Dun in the center of the platform, looked here with a smile.

Zhao Shuo pointed to the Wei Xiang behind him and said frankly: "My youngest son, Wei Xiang, is a talented man. Although he is now a crown, he has not started a family. I heard that a literati and official had a daughter who had just graduated. Zhao Shuo wanted to marry this woman to Wei Xiang as a wife. I wonder what the doctor thought?"

The platform is quiet.

The eyes of the ministers first fell on Zhao Shuo, then the Scholars, and finally looked at Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang's face changed slightly and he immediately became calm.

With Zhao Shuo's personality, it seems that it is not surprising to do such a thing.

A chuckle suddenly sounded, attracting Wei Xiang's attention. She followed the sound and happened to see Zhishou.

Zhishou was actually in a bad mood because of the conflict with Wei Xiang just now, and because of the news from Lin’s father in the Bank of China that the Scholars refused to marry his daughter to Zhishou.

If even Zhishou’s son cannot marry the daughter of the Shihui, then why should Wei Xiang, a mere Wei branch, marry the daughter of the Shihui?

If it were someone else, even if he didn't want to accept it, he would surrender even if he didn't want to, but the scholar would be different.

The Scholars are very principled people. As long as the Scholars are unwilling to do something, the Jin doctor will never agree, even if the person who raised the matter was Zhao Dun or the Marquis of Jin.

Lin's father in the Central Bank tweaked the corners of his mouth slightly, but he didn't speak.

On the high platform, the eyes of the ministers and officials kept changing, but they didn't say anything, but the expression on their faces and the eyes looking at Wei Xiang became a little funny.

That was the look of the toad.

The Shihui's face changed as well, and he said to Zhao Shuo for a while: "Zhao Qing, can I ask Wei Xiang a few questions before I give the answer?"

Zhao Shuo smiled and said, "Doctor just ask."

The Shihui nodded and turned his gaze to Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang was a little nervous. This feeling was very similar to the feeling that he was looked at by the woman's father during a blind date in his previous life.

The scholar-in-law spoke, "You chose to marry my husband's daughter. Could it be that you think that your Wei family is kind to me, so you take this opportunity to repay your kindness?"

Wei Xiang said seriously: "The doctor misunderstood. The boy just saw the doctor's daughter by chance and loved her, so he dared to ask the lord to propose to the doctor."

Zhishou couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth again, revealing a significant curve.

Although everyone has it, if you really want to accomplish things just by admiring, it is the innocence of innocence.

The Scholars asked again: "You are just a sergeant now. Is it a bit too much to marry my husband's daughter?"

Wei Xiang looked a little embarrassed, but he still said with a tough look: "Reply to the doctor, I think I still have some talent, and my future will definitely be more than just a scholar. If the doctor's daughter marrys me, I will never suffer any grievance."

Zhishou laughed out loud again. This time Zhishou was not alone, because many nobles and officials also smiled on their faces.

It sounds like a poor boy like the woman's father saying, "I will be very rich in the future" and "I will be promoted and made a fortune in the future", which sounds very ridiculous.

How many poor boys can truly transform? There are thousands of scholars in the world, and how many people can truly advance to the ranks of nobles and officials?

Because of Zhao Shuo's existence, Wei Xiang's words sounded more convincing than ordinary scholars, but that's all.

From a realistic perspective, the scholar can marry his daughter to any noble family, and the benefits he gets higher than investment in Wei Xiang and will be effective faster.

To put it bluntly, even if the scholar-in-law marrys his daughter to Wei Jiang, the leader of the Wei clan, as a concubine, the benefits he can get immediately are far better than marrying Wei Xiang, a guy with an unknown future!

Even Wei Xiang himself was actually a little helpless. He couldn't say that I was a time traveler. You must be right to marry my daughter, right? It's impossible for the other party to believe me if he said it.
Chapter completed!