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Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight reasons

In the side room of the main courtyard, there were seven or eight dishes on the small table. Qian Zheng and his wife and Qian Yuan sat around the table, and four or five maids were serving each other.

"You guys go down first."

After eating a few bites of food, Qian Yuan drove the maids out, coughed twice, and looked at Lu. After all, his mother was still far away in Hangzhou, and she wanted to get people over, but her uncle was indispensable.

"What's wrong?" Lu looked at her husband with a look of unswerving expression in surprise, "Before the seal is printed, I'm just showing it... who did you show it?"

Qian Zheng snorted, "Tell me, today I almost lost all the face of the Qian family!"

"Uncle, you can't say that." Qian Yuan defended: "You have the wish to save the world and the ability to save the world, but the Left Senator of the Tongzhengsi Department...what is that?"

"If you want me to tell, he is too stingy."

"I am so stingy now. I guess I can't come up with anything good until the day I get things right."

Of course Qian Zheng knew that his nephew was talking about Gao Gong. He glared and scolded in a low voice: "At this time... can he take out a minister?"

"Even if I can take it out, will I dare to sit on it?"

Qian Yuan blinked and picked up the chopsticks, "That's right, but my nephew also wanted to walk with one more leg...it was a good thing."

"Bad!" Qian Zheng cursed regardless of his wife's still there: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and one more thing will definitely be done in the future!"

Qian Yuan paused and couldn't help but smile and said, "Uncle, your vision..."

"how?"

Qian Yuan gave a thumbs up with his flat mouth, not everyone could see that Xu Jie and Gao Gong must have a fight in the future.

It was only three months after Emperor Longqing ascended the throne, and Xu Jie and Gao Gong began to fight against each other. Two months later, Gao Gong, who thought he was supported by Emperor Longqing, left sadly and did not return to the court until Xu Jie retired.

If today's official appointment becomes a fact in the future, it is a personal favor, and such favors will be paid back... At that time, no matter which side Qian Zheng stands, he will be questioned.

Qian Zheng glared at him, but Qian Yuan seemed very relaxed and smiled and advised: "Uncle, let's talk about what happened in the future. If you talk about it, you will resign and retire. You will be able to wait until he submits a report to return."

Qian Zheng was so angry that he laughed, it was a joke.

After joking for a while, Qian Yuan said seriously: "This fact is a forced one, so my uncle doesn't have to take it to heart."

"My nephew can guarantee that the things that my uncle is worried about will never happen."

Qian Zheng stared at his nephew's eyes for a long time, and then sighed lightly, "It is said that there is a girl in Huating."

"Uh..." Qian Yuan had to give a thumbs up for the second time tonight, "Uncle, God's calculations."

Qian Zheng snorted and glanced at the Lu family who was confused by the hearing from the corner of his eyes. His nephew drove all the maids out. He talked about the affairs of the court but left Lu family. Of course, there was a reason, otherwise he would go to the study room to talk after dinner.

"That daughter of Mr. Xu?" Lu became interested, "It seems sixteen...what is wrong. She is seventeen years old and hasn't been engaged yet?"

"It is said that he is quite talented in poetry and beautiful in flowers..."

"Oh, I'm so happy to send so much food these days."

"By the way, Yuan'er went to Xu Mansion to pay New Year's greetings... Oh, I went to the backyard, no wonder."

"We always have to meet..." Lu murmured: "We can't get along with the Xu family, who should we recommend?"

"Your mother is still in Hangzhou. Nacai, ask for names, Naji, and Nazheng are all okay, but your mother is there when you get married, otherwise she won't blame me for the rest of her life."

"I don't know what kind of temperament you are, can you tolerate Keqing, Xiangling..."

Qian Yuan's marriage had long been a ill person, and she hoped that her nephew would get married as soon as possible. Her second son would be adopted by the second wife. Keqing and Xiangling had been chosen by her long ago.

Qian Zheng was speechless. Marriage with the Xu family was not that simple. Before the matter was discussed, his wife was already wondering whether Miss Xu's family could tolerate the maid.

"No!" Lu put down his chopsticks, "Three years ago... Yuan'er, didn't you refuse marriage?"

"Refusing to marry?" This was the first time Qian Zheng heard about this, and he couldn't help but sneer: "That's really hard to say."

"I was vague last time I refused to marry... The Zhang family didn't formally ask." Qian Yuan tried his best to excuse himself.

"You have to ask this kind of thing in person?" Qian Zheng complained: "No wonder Xu Fan came to cause trouble just after you entered Beijing. There is still this happening to you in love."

Lu thought about it in his heart and asked seriously: "Yuan'er, are you going to be honest, do you really want to marry the Xu family's daughter?"

"Of course." Qian Yuan's answer was firm.

"Have you met?"

"No."

"No?" Lu really couldn't understand, "Then I refused to marry last time, and now I'm rushing..."

What else could Qian Yuan say? He could only pick up a piece of braised pork and smell it. "It smells so good."

Both Lu and Qian Zheng were puzzled. The bowl of braised pork was cold, and could they still smell the fragrance?

Finally, at Qian Yuan's plea, Lu reluctantly agreed to find a fellow villager to introduce him tomorrow and go to find out what was going on.

"I guess my uncle will suffer some grievance..."

In the study, Qian Yuan felt a little guilty.

Qian Zheng took a sip of tea and sneered: "You also know that you will be wronged... You refused to marry before, but now you want to marry."

"It's really a forced one." Qian Yuan shook his head helplessly, "All the plans behind were disrupted."

"You also know that the subsequent plans have been disrupted?" Qian Zheng was really unhappy today and scolded: "It's okay if the Xu family doesn't agree. Once I agree... how can I explain to Gao Suqing!"

"Don't worry, uncle."

Speaking of the political affairs in the court, Qian Yuan returned to his former peace. "Although he has no idea yet, it will definitely not make Gao Suqing unhappy."

"Make it clear."

"I said... I haven't figured it out yet." Qian Yuan grinned, and he had to meet before he could plan.

In the eyes of people in this era, marriage is a favor between two surnames, but in Qian Yuan’s view, he only needs to fulfill his responsibilities as a son-in-law… I really want me to offer you Xu Jie!

Qian Zheng still refused to give up and asked, "You said you wouldn't make me embarrassed, what's the point?"

Responding to him was a long silence.

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Yuan pursed his lips and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, in your opinion, who is Huating?"

"Be forbearing and persevering, flattering, beating the superiors, beating the power and scheming." Qian Zheng paused, glanced at his nephew, and added: "There is no bottom line."

Qian Yuan smiled, this was a good answer.

"Uncle, Mr. Shuangjiang returned home at the end of the previous year. Do you have any letters?"

"Of course there is." Qian Zheng frowned and was surprised by the jumping topic of his nephew, "The teacher recommended Zhang Banzhou as the governor of Zhejiang Province... It's a pity that no one in the southeast knows the injustice of the Banzhou Gong."

After coughing softly, Qian Yuan got up and circled around the study room, checked carefully before coming back, and whispered to tell the devastating stories of Nie Bao, Zhang Jing, and Xu Jie in detail.

Qian Zheng's face changed unpredictable, he gritted his silver teeth secretly, pinched his fists with both hands, and the blue veins on his neck were exposed, "Are you sure?"

"Confirm, no doubt." Qian Yuan certainly would not reveal Zhao Wenhua's name.

Although my nephew did not tell the source of the news, Qian Zheng could trust it. He angrily smashed the desk, inkstone, and teacup were so shocked that it was thrown to the ground. "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"So what can I do if I say it earlier?" Qian Yuan's face was expressionless.

Qian Zheng stood there blankly, and two lines of clear tears flowed down silently. To him, Nie Bao was not just his teacher and teacher.

"I still remember that night in Taozhai Town, and it was raining in winter." Qian Yuan lowered his head, "Looking back and looking into the distance, Shuangjiang Gong was still on the steps in front of the door..."

After a moment, Qian Yuan raised his head and said calmly: "There is a reason for marrying the Xu family's daughter.

"But my nephew will never join Huating in this life."

Some things can be compromised, but some things... Even time travelers who come from later generations who are used to compromise will stick to the last line.

It has been more than three years since this era, and Qian Yuan has seen countless great figures who have been passed down from history. Some of them have been passed down for their calligraphy and painting, some are famous for their military achievements, some are famous for their integrity, and some are infamous for their forever.
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