Yuan Yue'er was captured by her father and was forced to be a girl and read the girl's commandments. But is that something she can do? Yuan Yue'er, who has been used to running around since childhood and likes to dance with swords and guns, couldn't sit still.

Scholar? What is the scholar? Just a waste without the power of a chicken. Why does my father like such a person? Should I live with such a waste for the rest of my life? Yuan Yue'er bit her teeth tightly, pulled silk thread in her hand, and tore a piece of good material into strips of rags, and was extremely depressed.

"Miss, Miss, Zhang Xiucai is here, Madam asks you to go downstairs." Maid Xiaohong ran up.

"What's so good about a poor person? I won't go!" Yuan Yue'er replied angrily.

"Miss, that's what Madam means. Just go and take a look. Standing behind the screen, you don't have to meet him."

Although Xiaohong is just a maid, she is the eldest maid representing her wife. Yuan Yue'er is really hard to refute her face. If she refutes her face, it is equivalent to not giving her mother face. This time, her father's attitude was very firm, as if he was determined to settle his marriage. In desperation, Yuan Yue'er had to follow Xiaohong downstairs.

Yuan Yue'er herself has no personal maid, and his father is just a small family, not a wealthy family. Yuan Yue'er is not the kind of weak lady. She has been playing with swords and guns since she was a child. When she was a child, she was like a tomboy, rolling in the mud and fighting with boys. She didn't just want to have someone to serve her.

She went to the screen in the living room and sneaked into it. She saw a young man with red lips and white teeth sitting in the living room, and a matchmaker standing there with saliva flying everywhere and talking nonsense, just like that Zhang Xiucai will soon be the top scorer in high school, and he will be the first minister of the cabinet in the future.

To be honest, the boy is quite delicate, has a handsome face and beautiful face, which is very consistent with the aesthetic view of men in this era. But if Gao Shixin saw this young master, he would definitely scream: Wow, is this a man or a woman? Korean traffic star? When wearing women's clothing, he is really a big shot in women's clothing. Wrong, this era is called Rabbit.

But since the Song Dynasty, the aesthetic view of literati was like this. Now only the six arts of scholars and officials are left with books and music, and even the etiquette is gone, because the etiquette of the six arts includes military etiquette, which is a vulgar military work; as for numbers, it is a clever trick, and scholars disdain it at all.

Moreover, there are only eight-part essays left in the book.

Yuan Yue'er hates these scholars very much. Although she is a daughter, she has a passionate personality like a man. Just imagine, when foreign enemies invade, do you expect these wastes to defend your country?

After a while, the matchmaker and Mr. Zhang left.

The lady walked out of the living room and into the backyard. When she saw her daughter, she asked, "Yue'er, what do you think of that young master Zhang?"

"Mom, my daughter is still young, and I want to respect my parents at home for two years."

This sentence means rejection. If you agree, you will say, "The lifelong affairs are all based on your parents."

"Nothing!" Yuan Hongjun walked out of the living room, "Young Master Zhang is a talented person. What else can you satisfy you if you are not satisfied with this? I am very satisfied. I have accepted the name of the book and asked them to choose a good day to formally propose marriage and give a bride gift! In a few days, you will be from the Zhang family. You have to rely on this matter! You have to rely on it if you don't rely on it!"

"Dad!" Yuan Yue'er ran to the boudoir on the second floor crying.

"Husband, it seems Yue'er doesn't want to do it. Is it okay for us to do this?" asked the lady.

Yuan Hongjun snorted: "You still said? This child is spoiled by you! The girl's family doesn't look like a girl! She hangs with those mud legs all day long, so she won't find a family to take care of her in the future, and she won't be able to make a fuss in the future?"

"Husband, actually, I think that the Gao family's brother is actually pretty good. He is handsome and has been promoted to the general flag at a young age. Maybe it is impossible to be a marquis and general in the future."

"Women, you know nothing!" Yuan Hongjun rebuked, "A mud-legged big-headed soldier without a civil servant to support him. At most, he can do this like me. It's already the top! Even if he becomes a thousand households? If he sees a seventh-rank county magistrate, he still has to bend down? That scholar is different. This person is talented and there are people in the court in the family. As long as he passes the imperial examination, he will be much better than my Jinshi! The county master can show off his power when he meets me, but when he meets a Juren, he will be on an equal footing! If he passes the Jinshi, it will be even more amazing!"

The lady said, "Why can't our family be as good as the county master? Didn't our ancestors follow Taizu Chengzu to conquer the world? We are also considered hereditary nobles, right?"

"Heritative nobles?" Yuan Hongjun was so upset, "Come on, a small family, and hereditative nobles? If you don't have a lord, even if you become a general, you will be inferior to civil servants! Even if you are a duke and a lord, you will have to flatter the civil servants as an equal to civil servants? Otherwise, who will win over the nobles?"

Although the status of the nobles was not lower than that of civil servants when they went to court, and civil servants did not dare to provoke the nobles, civil servants could hide as far as they could, and they could not pee in a pot at all.

But Yuan Hongjun didn't know that civil officials and nobles also had times when they cooperated. For example, the later Nine Thousand Years were killed by civil officials and nobles.

At the Gao family, the gate of the yard was brutally kicked open, and Yuan Yue'er, sweating profusely stood at the door.

"Miss Yue'er? Come in and sit down." When Gao's mother saw Yue'er, she hurriedly called her into the house.

"Auntie, Yue'er doesn't go in, so she will talk to Brother Shixin for a few words."

Gao Shixin ran out of the house and reached out to pull Yuan Yue'er's hand: "Yue'er, why are you here?"

Yuan Yue'er quickly retracted her hand, her eyes turned red, and she bit her lower lip and said, "Brother Shixin, I came out with a sneak attack! Daddy wants to marry me to Zhang Xiucai on the other side! You can find a way to help me! I would rather die than marry the Zhang Xiucai who is neither male nor female!"

When Gao Shixin heard this, his head exploded with a "buzzing". Damn! Who is not open-minded and wants to steal my wife? Not a man or a woman? The Korean-style traffic star in later generations? Let me not beat him up!

Thinking of this, Gao Shixin grabbed Yue'er's hand: "Yue'er, I'll be entering the capital in a few days. Let's do this, how about you go to Beijing with me? When you arrive in the capital, you don't have to worry about your father. My mother will take it away and go to Beijing together."

"The capital is so close, and if you enter the capital, your father will find it."

Gao Shixin laughed: "When you enter the capital, your father dare not come to us anymore! Because I go to the capital to be an Embroidered Uniform Guard! It would be better for him to come to us. I just happened to catch him in the Embroidered Uniform Guard. You can use it for your father to use it if he agrees with our marriage."

Yuan Yue'er snorted and pushed Gao Shixin's dirty hands away: "I'm not that kind of unfilial daughter. Let's just ask you to beat my father. Even if you elope with you, how can my father raise his head in front of others in the future?"

"Since you don't want to elope with me, why are you coming to me for?" Gao Shixin was a little angry with this silly and sweet woman, and wanted to fight with an arranged marriage, and was worried that elopement would embarrass his father.

What should I do? Could it be that Yuan Yue'er is watching him marrying that traffic star who is difficult to tell?

As the saying goes, the hatred of killing a father and the hatred of taking his wife is irreconcilable. A big man, watching his wife be snatched away by others, is this still a man?

Before Gao Shixin could think of how to reply, Yuan Yue'er said quietly: "Brother Shixin, I just don't want to marry that scholar Zhang, so I came to you to discuss it. I hope you can find a solution. You have a way to kill Jiannu on the battlefield. Can't you even think of this solution?"

Then Yuan Yue'er described the height and appearance of Zhang Xiucai, and she described it in great detail.

When Gao Shixin heard this, he cursed in his heart: Damn, isn’t this a Korean-style traffic star who is neither male nor female? It’s so disgusting.

Yuan Yue'er continued, "Brother Shixin, I told my dad that you have a bright future. But dad looks down on you as a warrior. He would rather let me marry a civil servant than think about it. He himself is also a warrior!"
Chapter completed!