Slowly putting the teacup back on the table, Huan Daofei's brows furrowed again.

Wherever this eldest son was there, he would always have trouble breathing, as if a huge hand was floating in the void, and it was tightly choked by his throat.

Originally, before this meeting, he had prepared a lot of reproaches.

It's just that as soon as the conversation began, those words were condensed into ice cubes by the coldness in the bottom of my heart, blocking people uncomfortably, but they couldn't be pronounced.

Their father and son, after all, still can't talk about going together.

Huan Daofei thought like this, and the breath on his body turned cold.

He had four sons, each of whom was not bad. Although there is only one son-in-law, Huan Zicheng, the so-called difference between the sons and daughters is just a thought of his father. Whoever he wants to stand up, he can stand up. On the contrary, whoever he wants to never get ahead will never be able to get ahead.

Huan Daofei's brows relaxed, he opened a book casually, and called through the window: "Come on, please Mr. Liu." ”

The little guy outside answered, and ran down to find someone, and not long after, a person hurried into the courtyard.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a medium build, an elegant face, a long beard on his forehead, and a calm and cautious demeanor, which was Mr. Liu in Huan Daofei's mouth.

This Mr. Liu is Huan Daofei's most trusted strategist, surnamed Liu's name Dapu, the word Jiayuan, and Huan Dao is not the master and slave for many years, and the two have a half-friendship with each other.

As soon as Liu Dapu entered the house, Huan Daofei beckoned to him: "Please take a seat." ”

Liu Dapu confessed and sat on the drum bench beside him.

Huan Daofei put down the scroll casually, and said indifferently: "The matter of the loose rider is settled, and I still have to ask Mr. Liu to keep an eye on it for me personally, and ask them to step up the disposal." I've already said it there, he has his own number. ”

When Liu Dapu heard this, a trace of disbelief crossed his face.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally bowed down in his seat, and opened his mouth after considering the words: "The servant should ask Lord Sikong to think twice." The position of the free rider is really the target of the public, and if the king of Dalang is in his position, he will be affected by it. ”

"Isn't that just right?" Huan Daofei's expression was indifferent, his hands were idle in his sleeves, and his voice was unhurried: "My Huan clan is too famous, and I need someone to stand in front of me and shield my clan from thousands of wind and rain, Da Lang is the best candidate." ”

Liu Dapu opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak and stopped.

Huan Daofei's gaze swept over him, and he smiled again: "Mr. Liu is reluctant?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Liu Dapu bowed down and said, but there was still a little hesitation on his face: "Lord Sikong is far-sighted, and the servants should obey orders." It's just that Da Langjun is the eldest son of the Huan family, and he also has some talents, so he abandons them...... Pity. ”

What he said was unfinished, Huan Daofei knew it.

It's just that Liu Dapu's opinion, he obviously didn't take it seriously.

He smiled and said casually: "Mr. is too worried, I have my own opinions." Although the ancestor had a last word, he intended that Ah Cheng would be in charge of my Huan clan. It's just ......" He frowned, and his expression darkened.

“…… It's just that Ah Cheng's temperament is not suitable. His voice gradually raised a little, and his face was full of coldness: "I have observed him for a long time, but I have found that what the ancestors have seen is wrong. Ah Cheng is honest...... It is also useless, its ambition is sparse, its vision is narrow, short-sighted, rigid and inflexible, it is simply useless, and ...... The mother family is also too weak. ”

He said these words coldly, with almost no expression on his face, but the hand in his sleeve clenched into a fist at this moment, and he pretended to spread his eyebrows easily: "Da Lang is only one point stronger than others, that is, he is very beautiful, but it is nothing more than that. ”

He shook his head disapprovingly, and cast his gaze out the window, his dark face indistinguishable from joy and anger.

At that moment, he didn't know that when talking about his eldest son, his tone was not at all like a father, but more like talking about his opponent, and his sour anger was almost overwhelming.

Liu Dapu sighed in his heart.

The heart disease of his father-in-law is afraid that it will not be cured.

Although he thought so in his heart, his face was still as respectful as before, and he folded his sleeves and said: "What Lord Sikong has seen is very good, so the servant will arrange it." ”

"There is Mr. Law. Huan Daofei said in a casual voice, walked slowly to the side of the pottery case, picked up a jade paperweight on the case and played with it for a while, and asked suddenly: "I asked Mr. to find a marriage for me, is there any progress now?"

The topic seemed to be relatively light-hearted, and Liu Dapu was visibly relieved.

He got up and took two steps forward, took out a piece of paper that had been folded a long time ago from his sleeve, and handed it to Huan Daofei: "This is the family that we have demarcated after several discussions, Lord Sikong, please take a look." ”

Huan Daofei picked up the page with two fingers, only opened it and glanced at it, and then frowned again: "How can it be the choice of the six surnames?

Liu Dapu was stunned.

He obviously didn't understand Huan Daofei's words, and after a while, he asked, "What does Sikong mean......

"You don't have to choose between seven surnames. Huan Daofei shook the page so loudly that there seemed to be a "whooshing" sound in his voice: "Since he wants to give up Da Lang, his status as a wife cannot be too high." After the gentleman went back, he looked for it again, and then he chose a girl with a good temperament among the small surnames and matched it to the eldest man. ”

Liu Dapu looked stunned, looking at Huan Daofei's eyes full of disbelief.

Huan Zicheng, that is the only sister-in-law under Huan Daofei's knees, and he is still the eldest son, and his reputation of "Qinghuan" has spread all over Dachen.

Such an excellent son, even if Huan Daofei is not willing to set him up as the future head of the family, and take a step back to use it for marriage, it will have a miraculous effect.

With Qinghuan's reputation and talents, it is completely able to win over one side of the Huan family's forces and make the Huan family stronger in the future.

But Huan Daofei obviously didn't want to do this.

He wanted to completely suppress Huan Zicheng, and he didn't even want to give him the treatment of an abandoned son.

As a father, it is unbelievable that he is so taboo about his son.

Liu Dapu almost sighed.

Why bother?

is clearly a father and son, but he does not think of the same enemy, but is like a stranger.

No, even Molu can't do this.

A father who desperately belittles, suppresses, and calculates his son-in-law's reasons are ridiculously far-fetched, but he is still complacent and thinks that he has a great success, which is already a joke. As a strategist, for the overall situation of the Huan family, he had to keep his mouth shut, and there was nowhere to say what he was full of, which was really ridiculous and lamentable.

Liu Dapu shook his head secretly, sighing in his heart.

"What, Mr. has other ideas?" Huan Dao's non-smiling voice suddenly came, making him suddenly wake up.

"The servant doesn't dare. He hurriedly bowed and said, paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak again: "It's just that Da Langjun is such a talent, if he can't marry a famous family, it's a pity." ”