Both Han De and Liu wanted to know Han Du's thoughts.
Han Du said straightforwardly: "My child hopes that Jing Yun's marriage will be postponed for another two years. It is best to wait until he is eighteen years old before getting married."
Han Dezheng wanted to ask Han Du why, but he didn't wait for him to speak.
Ms. Liu said anxiously: "Do you know what you are talking about? What does it mean to get married after the age of eighteen? You are an old girl at the age of eighteen. Do you want our Han family to be laughed at?"
Han De also nodded in agreement, "Yes, if you don't become an official after I am dismissed, then as our family is a civilian family, it doesn't matter. You can be eighteen when you are eighteen. But since you are an official Well, if your sister gets married so late, she will be laughed at."
Han De finished speaking a few words, but before Han Du could speak, Liu's firepower was attracted to him. "What does it mean that common people don't care? Even if you come from a small family, there is no reason to marry at the age of eighteen."
Seeing his parents who were about to pinch him, Han Du quickly advised, "Listen to me first."
After hearing this, Han De and Liu looked at Han Du.
Han Du thought for a while and said seriously: "I don't want Jingyun to get married until she is eighteen years old, for her own good. As far as I know, a woman's bones have not fully grown before she is eighteen years old. Getting married before that , once you give birth to a child, it will be a narrow escape from death. And after that, it will be a narrow escape from death. Moreover, even if a woman who gives birth to a child before the age of 18 is lucky enough to survive, her life span will be reduced by at least ten years. Compared to Jing Yun's life, what does a few jokes mean? If outsiders want to laugh, then let them laugh."
If his lifespan is shortened, Han Du is naturally trying to scare his parents. But Han Du is not talking nonsense about giving birth to a child at a young age and escaping death.
Sure enough, both Han De and Liu were frightened.
Mrs. Liu swallowed, held the handkerchief tightly in her hand, and asked Han Du softly: "Du'er, do you still know medical skills? Are all these things you said true?"
"I don't know medical skills." Han Du shook his head and changed his tone, "But what I said is true. When it comes to Jingyun's safety, I can't deceive you with my clever words. In fact, you can think about it for yourself. On weekdays, Isn’t it very difficult for a woman who is too young to give birth to a child?”
"You, parents, should all understand the idiom of forcing children to have children before they are old enough to give birth to children. This is equivalent to encouraging children to grow. I don't need to say more about what the result will be."
The old couple broke out in cold sweat after hearing this. After all, it was their own daughter. How could parents not feel distressed?
Seeing that Han Du was serious about what he said, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but ask, "Is everything you said true?"
Han Du looked solemn and said, "It's more real than gold."
"Sir~" Ms. Liu got the exact answer. In a state of anxiety, she just felt that she was in a state of confusion. She didn't know what to do, so she had to put her hope in Han De.
Han De sighed and said to Han Du: "I don't know where you know this from, and I don't want to ask." After his son came out of prison, he seemed to have received wisdom from heaven. Hande doesn't want to know what's going on, and he doesn't want to figure it out. Anyway, from now on, his son is just like a normal person.
After a pause, Hande continued: "But since it's about Jingyun, I guess you won't say that to me. Just do as you say, wait two years, wait two years. Anyway, I have experienced such a disaster and I understand. Well, all the high-ranking officials, generous salaries, and good fortune are all fake. Only when our family is safe is it true. If anyone wants to see a joke, let them see it."
"Thank you, Dad!" Han Du was very touched that his father could quickly agree.
Don't look at the way dad said it easily, as if the word "lintel" is not important.
In fact, people at this time valued the lintel of their homes very seriously, sometimes even more than human lives.
What about biological daughters? In order to preserve the reputation on the lintel, it often happens that one's own daughter is mutilated to death. Take pregnancy out of wedlock as an example. If something like this happens, in the eyes of modern people, it is just that their daughter is innocent and was deceived by a scumbag. They just abort the child, and it will not kill her at all.
But at this time, he would be drowned in a cage.
"You don't have to thank me for anything. Jingyun is not only your sister, but also my daughter. I will naturally love him." Han De waved his hand, "But this will have some influence on you. You are now the pillar of the family. If you make other people laugh, You are the first to bear the brunt~"
Han Du laughed and said nonchalantly: "Dad, you need to know that you should laugh until the end. If others want to laugh at me, then let them laugh. I just have to make sure that I laugh at the end."
"Well said," Han De exclaimed, stroking his hands, "This is so well said. You will laugh until the end, hahaha~"
While the family was talking and laughing, Han Jingyun stumbled in.
Han Du glanced at the girl in surprise and thought to himself, was this girl eavesdropping outside the door just now? What are you doing here in such a hurry? Do you want to get married early?
Seeing the blush on Han Jingyun's face, Han Du felt more and more that this guess had some truth.
As soon as Han Jingyun came in, he pointed his hand behind him and said breathlessly: "Father, mother, eldest brother, the prince is here. He said he came to see you."
Looking for me? Han Du felt strange. Zhu Biao came to see him in person in such a grand manner. What was he doing?
Han Du was still hesitating, but his father reacted quickly and shouted: "Quick, the doors are fully opened to welcome His Royal Highness."
The three of them hurriedly walked toward the front door.
"Han De, a commoner, Lady Liu, a commoner woman, and Han Du, a minister, pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao waved his hand to Han Du and others to get up, "No courtesy, please get up." Zhu Biao was slightly disappointed because he didn't see the bright figure just now in his eyes.
Han Du was also wondering why it was Jing Yun who went to inform them about the arrival of the Crown Prince, but why she was nowhere to be seen now. But in front of Zhu Biao, Han Du didn't have time to think so much, and then he put the matter behind him.
Zhu Biao's calm face did not reflect any of his inner thoughts. He smiled and said to Han Du: "I am here because I have something important to ask you for advice. You two elders, there is no need to accompany me."
After hearing this, Han De said: "Your Highness, if you please, I will leave." After that, he took Liu and left.
Han Du said apologetically: "If your highness has something to call upon, you can just send a eunuch to deliver the message. How dare you trouble your highness to come in person?"
Zhu Biao smiled, raised the memorial in his hand, and said: "What I respect is knowledge. Since you want to solve your doubts, you must come in person."
Han Du could tell at a glance that the memorial in Zhu Biao's hand was the first chapter of The Wealth of Nations that he wrote to Lao Zhu, and he immediately understood what was going on. He waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, please."
After leading Zhu Biao to the study and sitting down, Han Du was about to order the maid to serve tea when he saw Han Jingyun come in with a pot of tea.
What's going on with this girl? Han Du glanced at her in surprise. She was nowhere to be seen when she greeted Zhu Biao just now, but now she is doing maid service again?
Han Jingyun only felt that her face was as hot as a fire, but she still mustered up the courage, bit her lips secretly, made tea for the two of them, put down the teapot before leaving.
When Han Du saw Han Jingyun come in without saying a word, he felt that it was a bit rude to Zhu Biao, so he had to help the girl to change things. He picked up the tea cup and said to Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, please have tea! This is my roommate just now. She has been spoiled by her parents since she was a child. She doesn't understand the rules. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
Zhu Biao came in from Han Jingyun and kept taking deep breaths while looking at Han Jingyun blankly. It wasn't until Han Du's words rang in his ears that Zhu Biao came back to his senses and casually responded to Han Du: "Oh, it's okay."
At the same time, he let out the breath that filled his chest soundlessly.
Han Du was completely unaware of this because he had never thought about the intersection between Zhu Biao and Han Jingyun. Although Han Du also admitted that his sister was good-looking, in the eyes of his elder brother, she was just good-looking.
"If your Highness has any questions, I will tell you everything." After Han Du finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and prepared to explain to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao cheered up, took out the memorial, and discussed with Han Du what he didn't understand.
Han Du was also very patient and answered Zhu Biao's doubts one by one. Seeing that Zhu Biao was no longer confused, Han Du frowned and asked out of nowhere: "Your Highness, I would like to take the liberty of asking a question."
"Go ahead." Zhu Biao responded casually without paying attention.
"Princess Anqing, are you married?"
Um? ? ?
Zhu Biao's face was full of question marks. He raised his head and looked at Han Du with strange eyes. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Han Du looked sincere and looked at Zhu Biao without hesitation.
Zhu Biao laughed dryly and asked, "Why do you ask this question?"
He himself knows very well how thick-skinned Han Du is. In his previous life, he was not afraid when his girlfriend took him to meet his parents. Naturally, he was not embarrassed at all when faced with Zhu Biao's questions.
She held the tea lid and slid it on the cup a few times, and said calmly: "My fair lady, a gentleman is fond of teasing, that's all."
Hearing this, Zhu Biao almost spit out the tea in his mouth. I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen anyone so thick-skinned. Han Du was playing matchmaker for himself, but what was rare was that he still looked calm.
"You~" Zhu Biao pointed at Han Du, paused and sighed, "Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Last year, my father betrothed Anqing to Ouyang Lun, and they will get married this year."
Lao Zhu is betrothed to Anqing? Han Du frowned.
