Chapter 157: Passing the Book

"Aqing, do you want to marry your cousin?"

"Gah?" Lan Xi was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw, raised his eyes in a daze to look at the third old man with a serious and serious expression, and said with a wry smile, "Father, can we not have everything to do with whether to marry or not?" I'm just doing my landlord's friendship, leading my cousin and cousin to my husband's place, and Huzhou City, how can I think of my life's events in your opinion? My cousin and I have always been polite to each other, and we haven't done anything out of the ordinary, have we? ”

The third master didn't seem to listen to a word, but just said to himself, "Actually, my father has also thought about it carefully, and it's not impossible to marry your cousin." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter all, it was your grandfather's house, and your uncle had a very good relationship with your mother, so he loved you. Your eldest aunt, although she is a powerful person, but with your intelligence, you should be able to cope with it, not to mention that your grandmother is still alive now, and she can protect you at a critical moment. And your grandfather's house has been separated from the Pingcheng branch, your grandfather used to be in charge of the housework, and there is naturally no shortage of money in his hand, and your uncle is out of office, although he has an idle job, but he is still passable in terms of identity. The most important thing is that your cousin is promising, such a young Tanhualang and Shu Jishi, that is an unlimited future, if you marry him, with the help of our family, his future will naturally be no worse in the future......"

sentence by sentence, the analysis is very reasonable and thorough, but the more Lan Xi listens to it, the more it is not the same thing, "Father-"

"Father is just telling you that if you think of your cousin as a person who can be married, there are still many benefits. But, the most important thing is that you have to figure out what you think, and don't make a mistake and end up with no turning back. The third master didn't listen to Lan Xi's words, and said in a self-indulgent voice, there were two more points of rare and fierce words in that voice.

Lan Xi calmed himself down in these two sharp words, nodded silently, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed his tone and said, "Father, the marriage event, the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, if I really choose my cousin, will you follow me?" Because of the benefits you just analyzed, I chose my cousin, and that doesn't matter, does it? ”

"Aqing! The Father knows that you have rejected your marriage, especially for nearly two years. However, this is something you have to consider. Or, if you really put all the decisions in the hands of your father or your mother, would you like it or not? ”

Lan Xi nodded, "Yes! This is indeed something that must be considered. Then it's better to go with my cousin, my father just said a lot of benefits of marrying my cousin, and he should also approve of me marrying my cousin, right? With a glance of his eyes, but seeing the third master's face distorted instantly, Lan Xi couldn't help but snicker, "Actually, in my opinion, it's not so much that my father is worried about my family's affairs, but that my cousin's benefits will be a good thing, but that my father is warning me, if you don't want to marry your cousin, it's best to restrain yourself, don't get too close to your cousin, and you have to abide by the rules that should be followed, otherwise when the time comes, the three of them will become tigers, and if you don't want to marry, you have to marry." ”

"Whether you marry or not, you have to abide by the rules that should be observed." The third old man blushed, raised his voice and roared.

Lan Xi patted the third master with a look of understanding, and said, "Father's hard work, my daughter knows." However, if I marry my cousin, my mother should be happy, right? When the time comes, how can my father and mother have a quarrel over my marriage? Also, my daughter has something unclear. According to what my father just said, marrying my cousin is a lot of benefits, why doesn't my father approve of it? Could it be that the father secretly fell in love with his daughter to a young talent from another family? With that, he stepped forward, blinked, and smiled like a little fox.

The third old man really regretted not being at the beginning, snorted, pushed his head in front of him, and said hatefully, "You don't have that idle time for your father, you are not in a hurry, can you still be anxious for your father?" ”

"I don't hate to get married, so I'm naturally not in a hurry." Lan Xi shrugged and laughed wryly.

The third old man was almost angry, but he couldn't do anything about her, so he took out a piece of letterhead from the drawer, threw it in front of Lan Xi and said, "Take it and leave, because my father will have a headache when he sees you." ”

"What is this?" Lan Xi picked up the letterhead and unfolded it to see that it was a blank piece of paper, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and doubt.

"The secret letter of the capital. Just delivered this morning. ”

When Lan Xi heard this, his face was solemn.

After returning to Xianyayuan, Lan Xitui said that he was tired, and locked all the pillow moons outside, including Qin's mother, without exception. As soon as the door was closed, Lan Xi couldn't wait to light the candle and put the letterhead on the flame to bake, and after a while, a few lines of words appeared on the blank paper, Lan Xi hurriedly looked down, but his eyebrows were quietly saved.

There are only two things mentioned in the letter. One is that three days ago, Chu Changliang, the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, wrote a letter, accusing Feng Zhen, the master of ceremonies, of looting the people's fat and people's ointment, arsoning with slaves, and building a house in the countryside, which is really a great crime of disrespect, and begging His Majesty to deal with it strictly. His Majesty was furious and ordered a strict investigation, and after half a month, the three divisions would be tried.

The second one should have been a joy for Lanxi. The command of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is vacant, and Xu Xianbaoju, the squire of the military department, is now idle at home, and Geng Xiwu, the former Xuanwu Lieutenant of the Northwest Army, has taken office.

It should have been a good thing, but because of the previous incident, Lan Xi couldn't be happy. Lan Xi didn't know who the imperial history surnamed Chu was, but the palm print eunuch of the celebrant was the queen's person, but Lan Xi knew it. The queen's people are now strictly ordered to investigate, and they will be tried by the three divisions soon, but at this time, someone has promoted Geng Xiwu to be the commander of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, Lan Xi doesn't believe that this is just a coincidence. It's just that whether this is a wrestling between the two sides or a conspiracy of one side, Lan Xi still doesn't know, but for Geng Xiwu, it is a critical situation, and it is always not good.

Originally, according to the trajectory of his previous life, no matter how bumpy the process was, Geng Xiwu would eventually reach the peak of power. But in this life, because of his own intervention, many things have changed, and the two people who originally had nothing to do with each other have become senior brothers and sisters, Lan Xi is really afraid, because his intervention will affect Geng Xiwu, and even harm him.

The folds between the eyebrows were deep, and Lan Xi was at a loss for a while. It was a little dark, and she didn't realize it until the wind outside the window blew a crack in the window, and the wind poured in and blew out the candle in front of her, and she came back to her senses in a trance. By candlelight, she laid out a piece of letter paper on the table, groaned slightly, lifted the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper one by one, "With the light and dust, with the time Shu roll; The scales are submerged, and the thinking belongs to the wind and clouds. (To be continued.) )