Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Hua Murong, the top scholar, was supposed to sit at the main table, but he declined and suggested that Magistrate Du and the parents of the successful candidates sit at the main table together. Magistrate Du thought it was a good idea and it could also help others to build relationships with the head of the Hua family, so he readily agreed.

Hua Feifan glanced dimly at his eldest son, who had betrayed his father just because he didn't want to sit at the main table and chat with other old men, and gave him a look that said "just wait".

Hua Murong touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, glanced away and didn't dare to look at Hua Feifan, thinking that he would go to his mother before his old father and complain about his misery.

Hua Murong and other Jinshi did not sit at the main table, but their seats were not remote, but were next to the main table.

There is a large round table with ten people at each table, and there are nine Jinshi in total. It is just right to add Shen Ye. Besides, Hua Murong will definitely not let Shen Ye be alone. After all, he is her brother-in-law, right?

If Hua Muxin knew what Hua Murong was thinking, she would definitely complain: What about me?

Hua Murong did not intentionally ignore his second brother, but Hua Muxin had been pulled away by his friends in that circle from the very beginning to reminisce about the past and talk about business matters.

Hua Muchin himself is a "child of other people's family" in Shacheng. His outstanding abilities are obvious to all. In addition, he is the second son of the Hua family, and there are countless people who curry favor with him. Now he has an older brother who is a top scholar to add icing on the cake. He is even more popular than several young men who have passed the imperial examinations.

As for him, he had already been surrounded by people, so Hua Murong didn't need to worry about his seat. On the contrary, it was the first time for his brother-in-law to attend such a grand banquet in Sand City, so he needed him to take good care of him. Otherwise, if anything unexpected happened, Sand City would probably be flooded with blood.

The other young scholars at the same table had different expressions towards this "family member" who suddenly appeared, but they were not fools and did not show their contempt and dissatisfaction on the surface, which was regarded as tacitly agreeing that Xin Ye would sit at the same table with them.

In their eyes, Xin Ye was just lucky enough to win the favor of the eldest daughter of the Hua family. Otherwise, how could he, a peasant, be worthy of being in the same place with them, let alone sitting at the same table with them?

Now, because he was already the son-in-law of the Hua family, and Hua Murong was sitting next to him, and Hua Murong was very nice to him, they did not make any sarcastic remarks but just ignored him.

Xin Ye had no interest in the dishes on the banquet or the topics of their casual conversation, nor was he interested in watching the dancing. He wanted to look at the stars and the moon with his wife and chat about daily life.

Sigh - boring.

Hua Murong noticed Xin Ye's expression and asked quietly, "What's wrong? Are the dishes not to your taste?"

Xin Ye didn't joke with Hua Murong and said bluntly: "No, it's just boring. Brother, can I go find a wife? Let's not go back early, just walk around in the yard."

Hua Murong was silent. He hadn't taken a few bites of the food when he felt inexplicably full.

"Wait a minute, the banquet has just started, it's not a good time to leave."

"Yes, I know. I just want to ask if I can leave early later."

"Okay, you can estimate the time when Yi'er finishes her meal before leaving."

After getting the correct answer, Xin Ye was delighted: "Okay~"

Noticing what the two were doing, Zhong Jing curiously leaned over and asked, "What are you two talking about? You look so happy."

Xin Ye did not think of hiding anything. He turned towards Zhongjing and was about to answer when he smelled a faint strange fragrance. He glanced at Zhongjing's wine glass, reached out to pick it up, put it to his nose and sniffed it, his eyes flashed.

When Zhong Jing and Hua Murong saw his expression and looked at the wine glass in his hand, they suddenly thought of something and their faces darkened.