I, the fox clan, Arita!

, Chen Jiarong rejected all the people who came to propose marriage.

To the outside world, he said that he wanted to start a career first, and then start a family after his career was successful, but in private at home, he had to bite the bullet and accept the accusations from his own father, Ling Shu and Wei Xiuya.

Of course, Chen Jiarong's father, Chen Deye, reacted the most. His son has already won the number one prize.

At that time, he saw so many marriage proposal posts, from this uncle's mansion and that of the marquis' mansion, as well as those sent by the court officials' homes, he was so happy that he woke up laughing at night when he went to bed.

If it were in the past, their Chen family would not have married these official ladies, even if they were dreaming, they would not dare to think about it!

Who would have thought that brat Jiarong rejected them all!

Do you think that it will be a big deal if you win the first prize? !

"Tell me why?!" Chen Deye pointed at his youngest son who was kneeling on the ground, and said angrily, "Nowadays in the capital, it is rumored that the number one scholar in the new discipline is higher than the top, and no one can look down on them. There are so many girls from good families. You can choose, what else do you want? Do you want the emperor to give you a marriage?"

With a fluffy little fox in his arms, Chen Jiarong pleaded honestly: "Father, Brother Xiao Shu, Brother Xiu Ya, I already have my own heart, and I don't want to marry another woman no matter what, please understand."

Chen Deye immediately said: "Which girl do you like, father please ask the matchmaker to propose marriage!"

Chen Jiarong secretly glanced at Ling Shu and Wei Xiuya with a guilty conscience, then subconsciously touched the head of the little fox in his arms, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's not convenient for the child to speak out, dad, you don't need to ask, anyway, I Give him your heart and soul, and later... you will always know."

His stubborn appearance made Chen Deye very angry, feeling depressed, he broke his can and said: "You are old and you are going to be an official again, I don't care about you anymore, you can do whatever you like!"

Chen Deye flung his sleeves and left. Seeing that Ling Shu and Wei Xiuya had nothing to ask him, Chen Jiarong also hugged the little fox and left.

After everyone left, Lingshu beckoned, called his eldest son, and asked him, "You followed Ke Ke and ran out to find your little uncle, what did you see?"

To be honest, Lingshu really didn't expect his eldest son to speak.

Wei Qianlan can transform into a human form, but he is too lazy to do so. The reason is that after transforming into the image of a human child, it is not convenient to go anywhere. He has to say hello to people he knows, and he is too lazy to pay attention to those boring people.

As the biological father, the eldest son grew up to ten years old, and Lingshu had only seen him in human form once.

Wei Qianlan's fox form can also speak, but she is also too lazy to speak.

On weekdays, Wei Xiuya personally taught the children their homework. He resigned from office a few years ago, and now he only has the title of Marquis.

I originally wanted to avoid the edge temporarily, so I didn't think about making my sons more promising. They can learn whatever other children learn at this age, but they don't need to take the imperial examination, so their studies are much more relaxed.

Lingshu didn't expect the extremely lazy elder son to speak this time.

"Ke Ke has kidnapped my little uncle," said the pure white fox on the soft stool with his eyes squinted, his voice was clear as a teenager, "Silly people are blessed with stupidity, and my little uncle will treat Ke Ke well."

Lingshu: ...

Wei Xiuya: ...

"What does it mean to be kidnapped!" After a long time, Lingshu came back to his senses, and couldn't help complaining to his eldest son, "Did you say that about your younger brother?!"

"Isn't it?" The little fox flicked his tail, "Keke has such a strong desire for monopoly, and she has loved to cling to her little uncle since she was a child, you all know it well!"

That's true, but...

"But Keke is only ten years old..." Lingshu felt a little confused. Are all his sons so precocious?

The pure white little fox said disapprovingly: "Of course Keke doesn't understand that. Anyway, he just wants to occupy his little uncle. The little uncle is willing to pamper him. What can we do?"

Lingshu thought to himself that his eldest son must have become a genius.

He himself is only ten years old, yet he even understands this!

Qian Lan is really precocious.

Lingshu was worried for the nth time.

Can my eldest son find a suitable partner with such a look of no interest in anything?If he and Wei Xiuya were no longer able to take care of him in the future, wouldn't he want to be alone for the rest of his life?

Seeing that Lingshu hadn't spoken for a while, Wei Xiuya thought he was still worried about Keke, so he hugged her into his lap and comforted him: "Let's just watch, if Jiarong is willing to wait for Keke to grow up, If he hasn't changed his mind at that time...we will make a decision."

Lingshu nodded. Among the three sons, only Keke was female, and he was the purest of the three brothers. Of course Lingshu hoped that his precious little son would have a good home.

Among other things, there must be at least one.

Keke's other half won't be afraid that he hates him after knowing that he is a fox clan, and can abandon his identity and be with him regardless of the worldly eyes, just like Wei Xiuya treats himself.

From this point alone, Chen Jiarong is a good candidate.

And although they are called little uncles in terms of seniority, they are not related by blood at all, so there is no need to worry about seniority at all.

Within a few days, the official positions of the new scholars were all sealed. As expected, Chen Jiarong was sealed by the Imperial Academy, officially took office, and won the sacred heart. He suddenly became an upstart in the court.

Chunwei's guard, Xiu Ya, has approved the paperwork to ask his eldest son to be the son of the Marquis Mansion. From now on, guard Qian Lan will bear the responsibility of inheriting the Wuwei Marquis Mansion.

Transportation is inconvenient these days, and it's not easy to go back and forth, so when Lingshu and the others arrived in Shengjing, of course they wouldn't just stay for three or two days and then go back.

According to the previous practice, it would take several months to live.

During these days, Ling Ke was getting tired of being with Chen Jiarong almost every day.

Chen Jiarong went to the palace every day to be on duty, and Ling Ke turned into a little fox, nestled in his arms and followed.

He wants to keep an eye on his little uncle!

Don't let the little uncle know those young ladies or anything!

Naturally, he occupied Chen Jiarong's bed at night, as if he regarded Chen Jiarong's room as his own.

This morning, Chen Jiarong didn't wear an official uniform after waking up, but instead wore a very ordinary robe.

The pair of small ears on the top of Ling Ke's head moved, and she tilted her head. With doubts in her eyes, she asked, "Aren't you going to court today?"

Today doesn't seem to be my little uncle's holiday, does it?

Could it be that he remembered wrongly?

"I'm asking for leave," Chen Jiarong said with a slight smile, "I'll take you to a place to play today."

The little boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "Okay! Where shall we go to play?"

Chen Jiarong said: "Go to Jing'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. Would you like to have a vegetarian meal there at noon?"

"En!" Ling Ke nodded vigorously.

In fact, he has no opinion on where to play!

As long as it's with my little uncle!

Jing'an Temple is very famous for its vegetarian meals, and many pilgrims come to burn incense and worship Bodhisattvas and eat vegetarian meals every day.

It was not the first time for Chen Jiarong and Ling Ke to go to Jing'an Temple.

Because they were going out for fun, they were not in a hurry, so the two of them took a carriage and had a look at the scenery along the way.

The carriage was halfway there, and it had just left the city gate. When it reached a restaurant on the side of the road, Chen Jiarong suggested to get off the car and rest for a while before leaving.

He asked for a private room on the second floor, and sat with Ling Ke by the window. Ling Ke wore a small gauze cap on her head to cover her pointed ears.

"When are you leaving?" Ling Ke had already drunk a few cups of tea, and Ling Ke couldn't help asking Chen Jiarong.

Chen Jiarong looked out of the window from time to time, comforting Ling Ke: "Wait a little longer, it will be all right soon."

"What are you looking at?" Ling Ke also stuck out her head curiously, looking downstairs.

"Waiting for someone." Chen Jiarong said.

"Who are you waiting for?!" Ling Ke immediately became nervous, her little ears covered in the gauze cap pricked up, "You promised me that I would not marry anyone else!"

Chen Jiarong gave him a funny look and said, "It's not what you think."

"What's the matter?" Ling Ke asked anxiously, "You didn't explain clearly!"

Chen Jiarong glanced downstairs again, his expression lifted immediately, he took the box of Go pieces on the table to the window sill, pulled Ling Ke over, pointed to the two small sedan chairs passing downstairs and said:

"Do you still remember that when I was parading through the street that day, I smashed your bead flower? The person who threw the bead flower was in the small sedan chair at the back. I said that I would not let you be beaten in vain. Come on, you hit her with a chess piece." sedan chair."

Ling Ke:? ? ?

What happened that day...he has already forgotten!

In fact, it really didn't hurt that Zhuhua hit him.

He knew that this kind of sedan chair was usually used by women, so there should be a young lady in that sedan chair?

And the status should not be low.

Do you want to hit her?

The young boy's handsome face was tangled up, hesitantly looking at the two sedan chairs downstairs.

The other party didn't do anything bad, and he wasn't stupid, of course he knew that the ladies throwing bead flowers fell in love with the little uncle!

Too bad it doesn't seem to work.

The little uncle is already his!

"If you don't do anything, they will leave." Chen Jiarong urged from the side.

Ling Ke kept struggling like that, watching the sedan chair move away from their window, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Chen Jiarong hadn't noticed, so he said confidently: "Forget it, the seat you chose is so bad, you It can't even be smashed!"

Chen Jiarong didn't seem surprised by the young boy's final choice. He smiled dotingly, couldn't help but take off the gauze cap on Ling Ke's head, and rubbed those fluffy little ears.

"I know you won't hit her," Chen Jiarong lowered his voice, looking intently at his little fox fairy, "I just want you to know that little uncle will never let you be wronged."

The young boy stared blankly at Chen Jiarong, his handsome face reflected in his bright eyes.

This moment stayed in Ling Ke's heart forever.

……

Chen Jiarong is 22 years old, official to fourth rank, still single.

If you were to ask the dignitaries in Shengjing who they most want to marry their daughters to, Chen Jiarong would definitely be the number one.

Pei Chao is now Chen Jiarong's subordinate, and when he had occasional gatherings on weekdays, he couldn't help asking him, "Are you still waiting for Lingke?"

Chen Jiarong smiled and remained silent.

Pei Chao has already been married, and his son can walk on the ground. Seeing his friend like this, he has no choice but to sigh.

Chen Jiarong is 24 years old and has not yet married.

It was rumored in Shengjing that he was ill, implying that he was inhumane.

No longer any family is willing to marry their daughter to him.

Another winter day.

Wei Xiuya brought his daughter-in-law and three sons back to the capital for the New Year.

It was morning when they arrived at Hou's Mansion, Ling Ke got off the carriage and walked directly to the "Rongke Courtyard" where he and his little uncle lived.

It had just snowed a few days ago, and the ground paved with bluestone slabs in the courtyard had already been cleaned. There were sporadic snowfalls on the evergreen shrubs in all seasons, and the tall trees stood quietly, and the crowns of the trees were like jade carvings carved from ice.

Ling Ke clenched his fists tightly, holding a wooden hairpin for men in his hand.

Wait a minute, the little uncle will be back.

Today, he must, must confess his love to his little uncle!

The little uncle will not refuse him!

But, but he was still so nervous!

Ling Ke raised his other hand and touched the top of his head. There were no pointed ears there, but after he touched it, a pair of fluffy ears with black borders popped out.

The little uncle should like it more if the ears are turned out!

The little uncle has always liked the way he has fox ears.

"Ke Ke." Ling Ke was immersed in her own thoughts, when a gentle male voice rang out.

The ears on Ling Ke's head moved, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

When did the little uncle come!

Does he walk without sound? !

"Ke Ke..." Chen Jiarong's voice was full of longing.

Ling Ke turned around suddenly, blushed, looked at Chen Jiarong, spread her palms, and stammered, "Little uncle, this, this hairpin is for you, I, I..."

He took a few deep breaths, his forehead was sweating in anxiety, but he still couldn't say those words, so he had to give up in the end, and said fiercely: "Anyway, you must not accept it!"

With a smile in his eyes, Chen Jiarong just looked at Ling Ke so quietly, as if he wanted to engrave the young man in front of him in his heart.

He had learned earlier that Wei Xiuya's family would return to the Marquis' Mansion today, so he left the palace ahead of time, just in time for him to see this scene.

His little boy has grown up, with a slender figure, a pure white cloak on his shoulders, a jade belt to tie his hair, and a handsome face. Standing in the winter garden, he is more beautiful than the surrounding scenery.

Chen Jiarong's eyes fell on the top of Lingke's head again, and his lips curled up slightly.

His little fairy fox has never changed, he is stupid and will never learn to put his ears back.

Ling Ke stretched out his hand all the time, but Chen Jiarong never took the hairpin. He couldn't help saying angrily: "Hey! Do you want it?! If you don't want it, I'll throw it away!"

Chen Jiarong took a few steps forward and took the hairpin from Ling Ke's hand, perhaps because it was held in his hand for too long, the hairpin was still slightly warm.

Ling Ke's neck turned red now, and she unconsciously used words to cover up her nervousness: "How is it? Is it good-looking? Do you like it? Don't say whether you like it or not—hmm..."

Chen Jiarong lifted the boy's chin, lowered his head and kissed him gently.

His little fox fairy, he finally arrived.