A poor son (110)

Fang Changqing picked up the document that had not been processed on the table and stood up to leave.

What Yin Sanlang wants to talk about is family affairs, so he is not so blind and stubborn.

"Let me tell you now, what's going on?" Seeing that there were no other irrelevant people in the room, the Fourth Master pulled Lin Yutong down and asked.

Sanlang shook his head: "I can't figure out what's going on. Anyway, it's my father who suddenly took the wrong medicine and wanted to get married. It's useless." He asked him to continue shouting, and the Supervision Bureau will impeach himself in a few days and be disobedient and unfilial. He can't afford to prescribe this joke.

Lin Yutong was stunned. There was nothing he could do. The order of his parents and the words of the matchmaker. If Boss Yin really wanted to interfere with Sanlang's marriage, there was nothing else to do. In this world, Boss Yin was indeed qualified to manage Sanlang's marriage. Not to mention discussion, it was decided without saying anything, but it was in accordance with etiquette.

Of course, unless they give marriage.

But giving Sanlang a girl to Sanlang is actually a scam. Obviously, he has no concerns about women. What good life can the princess have in the future? It doesn’t matter if the family is a little messy, but this life will be comfortable. Now, Saburo is definitely not a person who is willing to be wronged. When he sees a beautiful woman, he can’t move his legs. He heard that many women who think they are beautiful always dress up in order to climb high and live a good life, and wait for a chance to meet on the road that Sanlang must pass, which has become a scene in the capital.

How can I touch a girl now? She has to be worthy of her appearance, she is of the same age, and her background cannot be too ugly. She can suppress all kinds of demons and monsters in the family, and also has to have strong nerves to accept the various women of Saburo who will lead her into the house and manage them well. At the same time, she must take on the responsibility of raising children, including concubines.

If you are willing to post it, the girl has problems with her or her parents' family is shallow.

But this is fine. Whoever sees Saburo’s backyard can be a bad thing?

She is in a position to point out the marriage to another girl by herself.

The Fourth Master understood the expression on Lin Yutong's face and coughed: "Why did you suddenly remember to say kissing you?"

Sanlang frowned and said, "My father has been confused recently. He has a good friend outside, and I don't know who has given me the ** soup. It's becoming more and more unreliable. I'm busy all day long, who would have thought that he would come to me like this."

The Fourth Master frowned slightly: "Do you know whose girl he wants to designate for you?"

"Hi! He knows only limited families. Zuo is just a person who can't go to his way to get in front of me." Saburo shook his head, "It's really not possible for such a family. So, I really didn't ask whose girl it was."

The Fourth Master nodded: "This is not a big deal. You just go back and say it is a marriage, but you can't tell me that it is a marriage. I want to marry you. This is not a family matter, it is a state matter. He naturally calmed down. If you want to give a marriage, it will definitely not work now. Where can we find a suitable candidate for you?"

Saburo originally made a refusal to give up. As for when to get married and who to get married, it doesn’t matter. As long as you avoid the current situation, you can do it.

So he immediately responded happily.

I also had the mood to ask Lin Yutong: "What do we care about? I can carry it out sooner or later to get some breath."

This is really rare to see this name.

They have become royalty, and this style has not been improved.

Sanlang complained silently in his heart.

Lin Yutong smiled and said, "When you get older, I will bring it to the front and let everyone meet you." He did not hesitate to bring the princess to the previous dynasty at all.

After talking for a while, Sanlang left.

The Fourth Master turned around and called Wu Chunlai: "Transfer a message to Hei Qi and asked him to check it out. Who are they going to get to the Yin family?"

Wu Chunlai took the order and turned around and went out.

Lin Yutong then realized: "What do you doubt?"

The Fourth Master shook his head: "It's nothing wrong to be careful."

But Sanlang went home and told Boss Yin that the Fourth Master said, "... So, Dad! How much money you spend outside, you spend anywhere. No matter how much money you spend outside, as long as your son can afford it, this is not a problem. What you do outside, right, my dead mother, I don't care about it. When I come down, you will talk to each other face to face. What I want to say today is that I don't care about you, don't reach out to care about me. You don't see people who are unclear at home. If you like them and place them outside, you are determined not to take them home. I can't make the decision on my own, and you can't make the decision. If you want to live a peaceful life, you have to calm down. Don't stop and make trouble. The old man and the old lady are examples. The emperor today is not the cowherd kid he used to be. Dad, you have to remember this."

Boss Yin pointed at Sanlang and said for a long time: "You don't need to tell me about these things. I just asked you, you didn't see your second uncle in the palace? Didn't he ask me a question?"

"Oh, my dear father. Don't let my second uncle, my second uncle. Now he is the Supreme Emperor." Sanlang frowned, "It's not something that anyone wants to see."

"You are his nephew!" Boss Yin glared.

Sanlang quickly waved his hand: "What kind of nephew? The difference between the king and the minister. Don't think about what your relationship has with the emperor. Just treat yourself as a slave. This relationship is considered smooth."

Boss Yin was silent for a while, and saw that Sanlang had this attitude, he whispered: "Son, don't you want to make a marriage for you randomly. The girl in this family is serious. Even if she is not a wife, she can do it. I have agreed to your father. How can you meet someone when you go out after your distortion?"

Sanlang himself was confused. A woman who could not be a wife or a concubine could still be a good woman? Such a family could still be a good family?

The expression on his face was a little bad: "Whose girl is the one who is talking about?"

Boss Yin immediately stood up and pulled Saburo away: "Let's go! Go with your father. Let's go and see each other first!"

Saburo's heart slowly rose. This time he did not struggle, but he wanted to see who was the one who made him the idea.

Unexpectedly, the meeting place would be outside the city.

Surrounded by the mountains and waters, the houses are like a house. The sun at dusk has no scorching breath, but only has the hot residual heat, spread on the earth.

This villa is so invisible that it is really a world of sight when you enter it.

Look at the lanterns that are slowly lit up around them, and the word "white" is written on it.

Sanlang frowned: "Who is the surname Bai in the capital?"

Boss Yin said proudly: "What do you know? Among the upstarts in the capital nowadays, except for Lu Heng, Fan Dongzhe, and Fang Changqing, who are not from Mud Legs? It's Liu Shuquan. Although he was once the top scholar, he was also from a poor family. Compared with the real family, the mud smell on his body has not been washed away?"

Sanlang narrowed his eyes: "This Bai family is a big family? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"You haven't heard it right." Mr. Yin laughed and said, "How old are you and how many things have you seen? Sanlang, tell you, what is really not the royal family, but the aristocratic family. No matter how the dynasty changes, they will never die. The Bai family is also a big family. As for what kind of **, let's talk about it later. Let's just talk about one thing you know, Fang Changqing and you are colleagues, his sister-in-law, what you should know. That comes from this Bai family. Think about it, how can a girl from such a family be your wife? How could you feel wronged?"

"There is no reason why a girl like this cannot be a wife or a concubine, right?" Sanlang looked at Boss Yin and said disagreeably.

Boss Yin snorted: "It's so beautiful! If you are willing to marry the Bai family daughter, the legitimate daughter will be married. If you don't want to, the woman is marrying the concubine or the adopted daughter, and just gives you a concubine. Want to ask the legitimate daughter of the wife to be a concubine? Oh! It's Silang..." He looked around and lowered his voice, "That can't be."

Sanro laughed in his heart. If he was so noble, he would not have tried every means to curry favor with him.

If you want to ask someone, you will be more advanced.

This virtue is most shameful.

Not to mention, it’s better to deal with people like Hu Da and Tietou.

Just as he was about to look around to see the scenery, a middle-aged man in green robe hurriedly came towards him.

"But Your Highness, King Xiaoyao?" The man had a reserved smile on his face, "I'm in the White He, I'm polite."

Sanlang waved his hand: "Come on the verge of coming, it must be our father and son who disturbed us."

Boss Yin glared at Sanlang: "Don't be polite, call Uncle Bai."

Sanlang was a little annoyed. Does this confused father know what the title of prince mean? There are not many people in the world who can tell him to bow his head. Besides, his uncle is the Supreme Emperor. What is the origin of this person in front of him? Call him uncle? Do he dare to shout, will he dare to accept it?

Perhaps he noticed Sanlang's displeasure, Bai He waved his hand: "Your Highness is a noble man. How can you call my uncle? I can't afford it?" As he said that, he looked at Sanlang, "But, this... King Xiaoyao... is a little bit of a joke."

Glorious enough!

He actually praised and criticized the Fourth Master directly.

The title of Xiaoyao King is not really blamed on the Fourth Master. Before the enthronement, the Fourth Master consulted Sanlang for advice and told him that the title was not orthodox and was not serious. Because he had promised to give him a Xiaoyao King. Now that he wanted to change, he naturally had to say something to him. It was not that he did not fulfill his original promise, but that he did not think so much at that time. Now that he is going to be officially enthroned, the Fourth Master means to give him the word "Rong". Dalang is Prince Chun, and he is Prince Rong.

But he rejected it. King Xiaoyao is unique enough. He likes it.

As long as it is a prince, it doesn't matter what it is called in his opinion.

Unexpectedly, it has become a reason why others provoke his relationship with the Fourth Master.

He instantly felt that things became interesting.
Chapter completed!