Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 1287 The story of the selection of the concubine by eleven beeps outside the episode (1)
In April, when the spirit of spring has not faded, the city is full of flowers and trees.

Taiwei's Mansion's matchmaking arena was set up strangely, and at the request of Ms. Gao Yang, it was moved to the famous Linshui Pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing.

The pavilion is surrounded by mountains on three sides, a curtain of waterfall hangs in front of it, and the grassland on both sides is spacious, with a wide view.

The boys of the Taiwei Mansion are busy setting up a ring on the grass.

Gao Yang sat on a smooth bluestone slab in front of the waterfall, holding a list of aristocratic families participating in the competition.

She is wearing a rouge-colored bunt today, and the bright crimson color makes her delicate face powdery, but she can't see the arrogance on the face of an ordinary boudoir lady.

Because of the proximity to the waterfall, occasional splashes of water hit her face, refracting bright light in the sun.

The corners of Gao Yang's lips tightened, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes shuttled back and forth between the lists over and over again. She has been sitting there for nearly an hour since she went up the mountain.

Gao Taiwei was in a hurry in the pavilion. In the several rooms of Gao's house, he treasured his granddaughter the most. He always hated her to suffer a little and suffer a little tiredness, but this little granddaughter was the most stubborn. Even ten oxen cannot be pulled back.

Although Gao Taiwei's temples were stained white, he was not old and dim-sighted. There was a reason why his little granddaughter made such a sensational move in the imperial capital to recruit relatives.

Ugh……

Gao Taiwei let out a long sigh in his heart, the list of selected concubines is full of daughters who are about to reach their age.

His Majesty the Emperor was only four and a half years old, and it was absolutely impossible to favor any concubine. The regent and the assistant king undoubtedly wanted to find some mature ladies to go to the harem to take care of His Majesty the Emperor, so that he could grow up quickly.

But not to mention her young granddaughter, her temperament is straightforward and straightforward, she is not at all expected to be a concubine, and it is understandable that she is not included in the list of concubines.

Sighing again, Gao Taiwei thought that it would be a good thing if a grandson-in-law could be selected in this martial arts competition to arrange Yang Yang's marriage early, at least she could give up on His Majesty the Emperor as soon as possible.

Supported by a maidservant, Gao Taiwei leaned on crutches and walked slowly to the bluestone slab where Gao Yang was, stopping with a smile on his face, "What is Yang Yang looking at?"

Gao Yang raised her eyes and quickly calmed down the gloom between her brows just now. She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Grandpa, do you know all the people on the list?"

The maid immediately took the list from Gao Yang and handed it to Taiwei Gao.

Gao Taiwei spread the list in the palm of his hand, read it carefully, and was about to say that he knew them all, when his eyes suddenly stopped in the last row, then he narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in doubt, "Ye Zhe? A surname of 'Ye'?"

Gao Yang's eyes flickered slightly, he jumped off the bluestone slab and took the list back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since Grandpa doesn't know each other, then in order to avoid people with ulterior motives getting in, this person should be removed from the list!"

Gao Yang was about to make a move, when a loud shout came from the entrance of the mountain: "Slow down!"

Taiwei Gao was stunned, thinking to himself that this person has such profound internal strength that he could hear their conversation just now at the entrance of the mountain.

Gao Yang raised his eyes and looked over.

At the entrance of the mountain, there was a delicate-looking child dressed in dark red, with black and gold fine thread embroidered with manzhu sahua, enchanting and flamboyant, just like the self-confidence that seemed to be smiling but not smiling and fascinated by the corners of his brows and eyes at the moment.

With a smile on the corner of his thin and delicate lips, he walked over step by step, slowly flapping the folding fan in his hand.

The servant girl was shocked, and hurriedly brought a veil for Gao Yang to put on.

Ye Zhe stopped in front of Gao Yang, quickly put away his folding fan and saluted her, then raised his head, smiled slightly, and asked, "Why did Miss write Xiaosheng's name?"

(End of this chapter)