C58 (1/2)

Chu Yuehua, who was about to take the basket from her side, was shocked by her tone. ”What happened?”

”That's right, this originally has nothing to do with you,” she nodded first, then said, ”Originally, this year's general election was held, but the Emperor said that the crown prince is now fifteen years old and can choose his consort. So, this time's general election should be for the crown prince to choose his consort.”

All the officials above the fifth rank in the imperial court, as well as all the beauties in the imperial court, were to participate in the general election. Since the Empress had already appointed Miss Luo, we were naturally going to accompany them.

However, Madam said that although this time's general election will only be for the princess consort, all of the young ladies who will be participating will stand out. If I am a little more outstanding in this field, I will be able to obtain the eyes of a lot of noble people, and it will be much easier for me to talk about a good family. ”

Madame Li's thoughts were correct. Originally, there were very few opportunities for women to appear in the room, not to mention at such an important occasion with so many nobles present. This was indeed a rare opportunity.

Moreover, after experiencing what Zhou Ruxin had done, the House of the Marquis had truly changed its impression in the eyes of others. However, it was unexpected that Zhou Ruyun would actually be so frank with him.

But it was probably because she knew that she didn't have the qualifications to participate in the selection. Chu Yuehua was still well aware of her personality.

”Then why are you still wandering around here? Why don't you hurry up and train? Madam's words are not wrong. Who knows, maybe this time's talent show will give you a good marriage! ”

Zhou Ruyun frowned in distress, ”Don't mention it, I'm about to die from annoyance. I used to think that our family's requirements for us were already strict, but now that the palace's senior sister has come, she even has to take care of me if I shake my skirt multiple times when I'm walking.”

Chu Yuehua smiled without a word and brought a fan over for her.

As usual, there were a lot of people who went to the temple to burn incense during the first 15 years of the new year.

The Marquis' Mansion was naturally popular as well, as it was normally the place where the Deng Family went out. The ladies then followed her if they wanted to go.

This time, Zhou Ruyun was going to practice all sorts of etiquette rules at home. Because of what happened last time, Chu Xuanghua always avoided the Deng family, but this time he was a bit uncomfortable and didn't want to go.

However, he immediately greeted the old lady and left the manor.

After talking about the matter at the manor, the old lady had opened her mouth to ask for help. If she had something to do, she could leave the manor on her own, but she could just ask someone to follow her.

Similarly, this time he still brought mother Xiao and Du Ruo out of the house. Of course, their destination wasn't the manor.

Just as he was about to die, a white horse suddenly appeared and brought him to this White Horse Temple. Although the White Horse Temple was not a national temple, its status was not any lower than a national temple.

Many nobles liked to come here and offer incense. This was partly because of the strong incense, but also because of the prayers made in the White Horse Temple. It was indeed more effective than other places.

A not very beautiful but definitely not simple carriage slowly stopped at the foot of the mountain of the White Horse Temple.

A young man about twelve or thirteen years old jumped down from the carriage with a errand boy. He smiled and said, ”Today is it!”

Although there were many visitors to the White Horse Temple, the interior of the temple was spacious.

Moreover, most of the rich families were very familiar with the temple's overseer, so they had already prepared two rooms in the backyard. The women of the big families had all gone to the backyard, so most of the people walking in the front yard were normal people, and some of the grown men came from big families.

At this moment, under an old locust tree, between the front yard and the back yard of the White Horse Temple, sat a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar. He wore a square towel, and sat cross-legged on a big rock under the old locust tree.

The surrounding people were all whispering to him, especially the young scholars. Some of them were frowning as they tried their best to think of a solution.

There were also some ladies from wealthy families on the other side of the hall. They wore bonnets and were accompanied by maidservants to watch the show.