Hearing Ye's words, Concubine Mei thought that Ye was going to embarrass her.
Everyone in the house knew that the Fourth Young Master could eat, drink, and have fun. The only thing he couldn't do was study.
She said with a fake smile, "The Fourth Young Master went out with the Old Master today."
Although she changed the topic.
But who didn't know what kind of person the Fourth Young Master of the Ye Mansion was now?
All of them seemed to be taking pleasure in his misfortune.
Although Concubine Mei had come back in the past few months, living in the Ye Mansion was not as easy as living in the villa.
So she had been waiting for Ye Shaohua and didn't want to stay here anymore.
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On the other side, Ye Qingweng intended to let his two promising sons get in touch with more people.
"Lord Ye, I don't understand. Why did you bring the Fourth Young Master here?" Ye Qingweng had been promoted one level this year. Magistrate Liu saw Ye Shaoming with a smile on his face.
But when he saw that Ye Qingweng had brought Ye Shaohua, he couldn't help but frown.
"This is an occasion for the Third Prince to win over Young General Yang. You know that Young General Yang has always hated this kind of powerless playboy. When he is annoyed …" Magistrate Liu frowned.
He knew what kind of character Young General Yang was.
He had followed the old general to the battlefield since he was a child. It was said that he had eaten human flesh on the battlefield.
He was like a brother to the Emperor.
When he broke the legs of the King's playboy son, the King didn't dare to let out a fart.
As a civil official in the capital, Ye Qingweng had never heard of this. He looked at Ye Shaoming blankly, "Shaoming, is that so? Young General Yang will break your brother's legs? Why didn't you tell me before? "
Ye Qingweng had given up on his fourth son.
But in the past few months, several of his colleagues had been talking about his fourth son, especially one of them, the First Rank Grand Tutor.
Thinking that the Grand Tutor praised his fourth son, Ye Qingweng, who had been disappointed with his son, remembered Ye Shaohua again.
Today was such an important occasion. He heard Ye Shaoming's words and brought Ye Shaohua here.
Who knew that Magistrate Liu would suddenly say that?
When Ye Shaoming heard this, he said indifferently, "Young General Yang has an eccentric temperament. I don't know."
However, he glanced at Ye Shaohua, his expression somewhat gloating, especially with a somewhat sarcastic flavor.
He knew that his fourth brother never participated in poetry gatherings and could only hang out with some scoundrels.
"Lord Ye's two sons are indeed talented." The servant next to the Third Prince smiled when he saw Ye Qingweng. Then he looked at Ye Shaoming and said, "Young Master Ye, please go in quickly. The Third Prince has arrived."
The people here were obviously very familiar with Ye Shaoming, causing some of the officials to feel deep veneration towards Ye Shaoming.
Ye Shaoming glanced at Ye Shaohua and saw that she was waving her fan without a care in the slightest. He could not help but withdraw his gaze.
Ye Shaohua followed a group of people and went in.
"This is the young master from the Ye Mansion who became the Top Scorer at the age of 14?" Third Wangye frowned when he saw that Ye Shaohua had brought a birdcage with her. "Why is he here?"
He was wearing a purple brocade robe and looked very handsome. Ye Shaohua glanced at him and realized why the original owner of the body had fallen for the Third Wangye in her previous life.
She held the birdcage in one hand and the fan in the other, completely ignoring the eyes of others.
Ye Shaoming listened to the Third Wangye's words and could not help but smile bitterly. "It's all my father's fault …"
Seeing him like this, the few rich people around him, including the Third Wangye, understood.
So it was because Lord Ye favored the sons of concubines.
They could not help but think so.
Ye Shaohua was only a son of a concubine, but the robe he was wearing was made of Shu brocade, and the jade pendant hanging from his waist was not an ordinary one.
Compared to Ye Shaoming, Ye Shaoming's clothes were already very shabby.
They subconsciously thought that Ye Qingweng favored the sons of concubines.
"Don't worry. When Young General Yang arrives, we will definitely teach him a lesson. Does he really think that the Third Wangye and Young General Yang are people who can be easily clung to?" One of the rich people who was also the Third Wangye's study companion looked at Ye Shaoming pitifully and patted him on the shoulder.
He comforted him with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.
Ye Shaoming had brought Ye Shaohua here today because of this.
In the past few months, he had sent people to inquire about Ye Shaohua's behavior in the Ye family.
Eating, drinking, playing, and having fun. How could such a person pass the Top Scorer examination? Especially when Ye Qingweng talked about it every day, how could Ye Shaoming not be jealous?
Especially when Ye Qingweng knew that the Third Wangye was holding a poetry meeting, he persuaded him to bring Ye Shaohua as well.
Ye Shaoming originally did not want to bring Ye Shaohua.
But when he heard that the Third Wangye had invited Young General Yang, he agreed to Ye Shaohua's father.
Everyone knew that Young General Yang hated Ye Shaohua the most in his life, this kind of person who ate, drank, and had fun all day and had no strength to truss a chicken.
Not many people in the capital dared to offend Young General Yang. Not to mention that he was the only son of the Cavalry General, he also grew up with the Emperor.
The Emperor Duan Yunxiu had always been ruthless and unreasonable. The only people who could get close to him were the Cavalry General's mansion.
Because of this, most people would choose to curry favor with the General's mansion.
Because of this, no one dared to offend Young General Yang.
Those rich playboys who heard Yang Ziji's name would want to run eight hundred miles away.
So when they saw Ye Shaohua here, these literati couldn't wait to see which hand of Ye Shaohua would be crippled after Yang Ziji came.
While they were talking, someone outside shouted, "Young General Yang is here!"
Ye Shaoming gently turned to look at Ye Shaohua. "Fourth brother, will you come with me?"
Ye Shaohua naturally felt the evil in the Third Wangye's eyes. She smiled and didn't care. "Okay."
Looking at her smiling face, Ye Shaoming felt disgusted. Smile, I'll see how you smile later!
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