"Wang Zhanjun's name looks like a warrior, but in fact he is a pure scholar. He is not very old, but unlike us, he can live as long as we do. I am old, and I also know that there are not many years left. His Majesty is also because In this way, you will continue to favor me. Once I leave, that little brat will probably have no title. If you marry a military general, it is not so safe, but if you marry a civil servant, it is also suitable."
"So you agree?" Wei Ying asked in surprise.
"Hey, madam, you don't know something. In fact, Mr. Wang mentioned this matter to me not long after he came here."
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Wei Ying was a little surprised.
Lin Tianyang shook his head and said: "Wang Zhanjun's meaning is very obvious. He came from the capital this time just to be a pastor. He is only in his forties. Although the life of a scholar is shorter, there is still no problem in twenty or thirty years. If he wants to be in the army To take root here, he naturally needs help, otherwise even though he is the governor and the head of the three divisions of a province, it will be difficult for him to hold real power, especially since the remnants of the Southern Barbarian rebels are still there and the captain has great power."
"Why, does Mr. Wang have a problem?" Wei Ying asked strangely.
"He didn't have any questions. After he brought it up, I didn't refuse. I just said that I would think about it. Later I asked someone to inquire about it. Who would have thought that his daughter is not only very talented and famous in the capital, but she is also married to a man. The scholar fell in love, and the scholar was born in poverty, but his literary talents are indeed first-class, but Governor Wang does not want his daughter to marry a scholar, even if he can go to high school." Lin Tianyang recounted.
"Didn't Wang Zhanjun himself only get to where he is today after high school? Why..."
"It was because of this that he realized how hard it was. Moreover, Mr. Wang was also from a wealthy family. The talented man was a farmer. I heard that her daughter had made trouble because of this. Many people in the capital knew that Wang Zhanjun There was no other way, so when there was a vacancy in Annan Province, he mobilized his left and right activities and settled the matter." Lin Tianyang told the cause and effect.
"Master Marquis, if Mr. Wang dares to propose marriage to you, it must be because his daughter has nothing serious to do with the scholar. Otherwise, she is seeking death. This girl has her own ideas." Wei Ying said with certainty.
"What's the point of fighting for your own feelings, regardless of your family?" Lin Tianyang seemed not satisfied yet.
"It's not good for you to say it. I think otherwise, it will be Haoming's birthday in less than half a month. Then invite all the girls over and let him choose." Wei Ying smiled and came up with the simplest one of attention.
"As a mother, have you thought about it early?" Lin Tianyang also laughed.
"No, if you send it out now, there's still enough time." Wei Ying said proudly.
Indeed, Lin Tianyang also had to think about his family's bloodline, so he thought about it and agreed.
When Lin Haoming saw this, he was looking forward to this illusion more and more. Not only himself, but also others around him had a clear story line. This illusion was really close to the most profound real illusion among the illusions.
Less than a month passed in this way, and it was his so-called birthday. Naturally, the little Marquis’s birthday was quite grand. Many people came to congratulate him. Lin Haoming also followed his so-called father and met many people. people.
In the afternoon, my mother specially arranged for her to sit on the pavilion to choose her so-called partner. While her mother took these women to get together in the garden outside the pavilion, she could only watch from afar from the pavilion.
This approach made Lin Haoming feel a little dumbfounded, but the fact that he was getting married seemed to have leaked out, so some people also secretly brought in pictures of some women.
Caihuan was holding at least a dozen scrolls at this time, opening them one by one and asking Lin Haoming to compare them.
Lin Haoming looked at the scroll and the real person, and couldn't help but admire the artist's skill. The drawing skills were also top-notch. He was obviously average-looking, but he could still show various graces in this picture.
Of course, most of the people who sent the paintings were minor officials. Of course, this was compared to the minor officials in the eyes of the young marquis. In fact, the person who could come here must be at least a daughter with an official status of fifth rank or above.
In fact, those who can be sent are not ugly, but according to Lin Haoming's eyes, the so-called beauties are naturally not very beautiful. According to what his mother said, at least find one wife and one concubine. If you like, find another concubine. That's fine.
Lin Haoming has been here for so long, and he has felt that the world here has become more and more real. Such a real illusion is really scary.
The more this happened, the more interested Lin Haoming became. He pointed to the distance and asked, "Where are the girls who didn't send the portraits?"
Caihuan immediately pointed and replied: "Young master, that is the daughter of the governor of Han Province who just came here in the summer, that is the daughter of Zhang Duwei's family of Haixi Province, and that is..."
Caihuan had a good memory and named all five or six women at once. Lin Haoming had seen it and knew that those who were not to be painted were all high-ranking officials starting from the third rank. To put it simply, if you want them, you have to be The wife's wife, and the daughter of Governor Wang is indeed very beautiful, and Captain Zhang's daughter is also very beautiful. Even by my own eyes, she can definitely be regarded as a beauty.
Lin Haoming did not choose immediately. He just smiled and said nothing. When it got dark and the dinner was over, Wei Ying came to her room with a smile on her face, grabbed his hand and asked, "Haoming, are you interested?" Which girl is this?"
Lin Haoming also wanted to see if everyone was as real as his mother and Caihuan in front of him, so he said: "Mom, I'll be honest, I think the daughter of Wang Dufu's family is good, and the girl from Zhang Duwei's family is good." It’s also very good, there is also the patrol general of Haixi Province, and the granddaughter of General Sun is also very good.”
"You boy, you have a sharp eye. These three girls are all the prettiest, but it would be a bit unfair for the daughter of Captain Zhang and Governor Wang to be a concubine." Wei Ying seemed a little embarrassed.
"Mother, I am not a hereditary marquis. Can I have four wives and eight concubines?" Lin Haoming asked.
"You are right, but the Marquis is still your father. You don't have an official status now, but that's not right. You are my son. When you reach adulthood, you can have the position of viscount. You can have two wives and four concubines. I ignored it before. ." Wei Ying covered her mouth and smiled, looking at her child with tender eyes.
As long as she likes it, the mother will satisfy her requirements and even quickly run to talk to the father.
Lin Haoming also continued to follow with his consciousness to see what was going on. After the mother passed, the father made the final decision about his son.
Sure enough, Lin Tianyang was not very satisfied with the choice of his son, but with Wei Ying's persuasion and the fact that this was what he had promised his wife, Lin Tianyang kept them after these old and new friends left.
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