Yuan Qinghuai is only about fifty years old and has a thin figure.
At this time, his face was ugly and gloomy. When he saw Wen Ranran, he just nodded reluctantly.
Wen Ranran got out of the car and was about to speak when her sleeve was pulled by Yuan Surong on the side.
"That...that..."
Yuan Surong, who had always been polite and courteous, now looked a little embarrassed.
"Don't be surprised, Princess. I came out to participate in the selection of female officers without telling my father... He should have known about it by now..."
Wen Ranran gasped slightly, and then she vaguely remembered the first time she entered the court as Shang Yi.
This Yuan Jijiu... seemed to be one of the people who opposed him at that time.
Just look at the other party's face to know how much they object to it.
But Yuan Surong is a good girl that Wen Ranran has worked hard to find to replace her. She also has ambitions. Naturally, Wen Ranran cannot let Yuan Jijiu go just because of her objection...
He won't let the other person go... This sounds a bit strange, but that's what Wen Ranran thinks now.
Wen Ranran thought for a while, firmly held Yuan Surong's hand, and got out of the carriage enthusiastically.
"Oh! Mr. Yuan! I have admired your name for a long time! I never thought that the daughter I trained would be so outstanding! What a joy and congratulation!"
Wen Ranran didn't put on any airs, and she didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with herself, the concubine of Prince Yu's Mansion and Princess Mu Ling, surrendering her hand to a fifth-rank official.
Such a passionate and upright attitude suddenly stunned Yuan Qinghuai, and his words that were full of sarcasm and lessons suddenly choked in his throat.
"It seems that Mr. Yuan already knows the good news! I also said that I was planning to tell my wife about it. After all, becoming an official is a great event for the ancestors!" Wen Ranran smiled and took Yuan Surong's hand, obviously very satisfied.
Yuan Qinghuai's expression changed all the time, which was very ugly.
After a while, he realized what he was doing, glanced at Wen Ranran, and took a step back.
"Since the princess is here, come in and have a cup of tea!"
"OK!"
Wen Ranran follows goodness like a stream.
The Yuan Mansion has always been poor. If I have to say it is rich, it would be its considerable collection of books. It can be said to be a truly scholarly family.
Growing up in such an environment, it is no wonder that Yuan Surong grew up so elegantly.
Wen Ranran held the tea and admired Yuan's family tradition even more in her heart.
Yuan Qinghuai put down his tea cup, his face showed no emotion or anger, and he got straight to the point.
"The princess is a smart person...she should understand what the official means!"
Yuan Qinghuai sighed and looked at Wen Ranran with complicated eyes.
"My humble wife is weak and has only one daughter... Although she is as knowledgeable and resourceful as a man, but... cultivating oneself, managing one's family and governing the country is ultimately a man's business, and the lower official does not want Rong'er to fall into the treacherous clouds in the court.
Wei, please...please ask the princess to take back her life!"
"Father!"
Yuan Surong, who had always been gentle, suddenly stood up.
"Being a female official is my own choice and has nothing to do with the princess. It's because my daughter is unfilial. If you want to beat or scold her, your daughter will suffer. However, you can't vent your anger on the princess!"
"presumptuous!"
Yuan Qinghuai looked at Yuan Surong and couldn't help it anymore. He didn't care about Wen Ranran's face and expression, and slapped the table in anger.
"If you hadn't met her that day, how could you have gone to Nao Shizi's selection of female officials! Things in the court are changing rapidly. If you get involved with your daughter's family, you will be killed?!"