"Do you like Princess Changle?"

The eldest grandson stopped his subordinates, and only after a little silence did he answer the question, "Lizhi is my cousin, we grew up together since childhood, and our relationship has always been very good......

Fang Yiai can hear that the eldest grandson Chong's feelings for Li Lizhen are very complicated, but they are not the love of men and women, but he will not break love with the ancients, and it is not clear.

Even if the eldest grandson Chong understood his mind, he had no right to decide, and his father and Li Shimin had the final say in this matter.

"In that case, then brother is sorry......"

As the saying goes: it is better to destroy ten temples than to break down a marriage. Fang Yi apologized in love, and made up his mind to break up the marriage.

"The eldest grandson listens to me, for the sake of your son, it's best not to marry Princess Changle."

That's right, that's what Fang Yiai thinks.

The Butterfly Effect says that a butterfly in the Amazon River, with a few occasional flaps of its wings, can cause a tornado in the state of Texas.

Fang Yiai is ready to be the butterfly, inciting his little wings, and instigating the eldest grandson Chong to repent of his marriage, hoping to pry history, stir up the long river of history, and reverse his fate.

As for what the future holds? Anyway, he didn't study history, the details are not very clear, and he is not prepared to do anything with historical knowledge.

And Princess Changle's marriage can go down in history, which is not a trivial matter.

This is also for the sake of the eldest grandson.

Marriage of close relatives will greatly increase the probability of genetic diseases, although his son is very healthy in history, but his arrival will inevitably affect history, everything will change.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, what if you have a stupid son......

The odds are very high.

"Why?"

The eldest grandson Chong put down his chopsticks, and the scene was a little serious.

If Fang Yiai was not his brother, the eldest grandson Chong would have left a long time ago, this is not only a marriage, it is related to the inheritance of the eldest grandson's family, if Fang Yiai can't say one, two, three, the friendship between the two will crack.

"Because she's your cousin, you're close relatives married...... I have no evidence, let's talk about the facts, let's do an investigation below, and the results are clear at a glance. ”

Changsun Chong stared at him for a few breaths, feeling that his whole body was indeed different from before, and he was sure that he was not joking, and nodded: "Okay!" You say how to do it. ”

"Would you two like to help?"

"It's okay to help, you have to have a hot pot to eat."

Looking at their gluttonous appearance, Fang Yiai smiled proudly, this is the result he wants, the two have been conquered by hot pot.

"Okay, let's find some literate people...... According to the statistics of couples in the city, there are geometry of deformed and mentally handicapped children among close relatives and non-close relatives. Fang Yiai said.

"You mean, close relatives will give birth to stupid sons?" Cheng Chu asked silently.

"It's useless to talk too much, and you'll know when the time comes."

"Okay."

The three of them nodded and agreed, not forgetting to finish sweeping the dishes on the table, and quickly gathered more than ten people, and after the task was explained, the three of them waited in the house.

……

Night.

Fang Yiai's family of six ate together, parents, brother, sister-in-law, and brother, and ate the newly produced hot pot.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine......"

The elder brother Fang Zhizhi is a bookworm, and the father is also a traditional literati, and when the two sit together, they naturally talk about poetry, "Good poetry!" I don't know who did it? ”

Of course, the Tang Dynasty was dominated by poetry, and words were called "quci" in this era, which had not yet become the mainstream, and it was only in the heyday of the Song Dynasty that poems and words were collectively referred to as poems.

"Which guy robbed Lao Tzu's "Water Tune Song Head"! Could there be other traversers? ”

Fang Yiai listened, his heart chuckled, his ears pricked up, and he listened carefully to the conversation between the two, curious about who it was.

Shameless, he has already appropriated the resources of the future generations as his own in his heart.

"This poem is from Miss Su, but she doesn't admit that she wrote it, saying that she just happened to hear it, and there are a few other fragments......"

"It's a pity that such young talents are not seen."

Fang Yiai was not interested in listening to it, and at this time, the hot pot was brought to the table, and the eyes of the whole family were attracted by the new gadgets, looking at the strange pot.

Fang Xuanling took a bite of it, it tasted good, and his eyes never left the pot, "This pot is made of brass!" How much does it cost? ”

"Consistently left and right."

For copper coins, Fang Yiai really has no concept of it, so he said it casually.

Fang Xuanling is not an extravagant person, just to satisfy his appetite for a while, he is so ruined, he is very disgusted by this kind of behavior, his face instantly darkened, and he was heartbroken.

You must know that in Datang, an ordinary family's annual expenses are only four dollars.

"Loser! You use the usual money to make a pot! Fang Xuanling threw his chopsticks and made a gesture to fight.

Fang Yiai subconsciously dodged, was disciplined but could not refute, the money he spent was from the old house, there was a feeling of being under the fence, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would be financially free in the future to avoid being controlled by others.

"If you don't have to go online, you can't stop your mouth if you have something to eat. If you think your son is spending money indiscriminately, don't eat it! ”

Lu Shi still felt sorry for her son, as soon as she opened her mouth, Fang Xuanling immediately turned off the fire, reminisced about the taste just now, lowered her head and ate silently.

"What is Jiro doing today? A lot of people are coming in and out. Lu Shi said with concern.

"It's okay, do Changsun Chong a favor."

"Your injuries are not yet complete, don't be too crazy, you can recuperate at home."

"Oh."

Fang Yiai is not familiar with his family, so he naturally won't talk back, he promised to come down and eat obediently.

The family didn't think much about it, people have amnesia, and it is understandable that their personality has changed drastically, including some of Fang Jun's small habits, which have also been covered by amnesia, as long as people are fine, it is the best result.

"Take care of your injuries and don't get into trouble everywhere."

Fang Xuanling said with a straight face, like most Chinese fathers, he didn't know how to express his care, so he put on a stern appearance and expressed his love by blaming.

"Okay, you don't talk about it, my son's injury is just right."

Sneaking a glance at Fang Xuanling, Fang Yiai couldn't help but think that her predecessor was so indulgent to Princess Gaoyang, could it be that she inherited the genes of the old Fang family - afraid of his wife.

But no matter how afraid of his wife, he can't tolerate that kind of thing!

……

Fang Yiai leaned on the hidden table, his left leg on his right leg, and kept shaking.

The maid Qiao'er stood behind her, her green jade fingers gently massaged him, and there was a maid on her right hand.

It's completely unpleasant.

The hot pot was being prepared in the house again, and after eating for two days, Cheng Chumo showed signs of fire, but he couldn't control his mouth, and he still wanted to eat.

The four of them had been waiting in the house for a day.

Towards the evening, the data kept coming back, and the front was busy, doing the final statistical accounting, Changsun Chong couldn't wait, and joined in.

"Fang Er, you're still in the mood to eat!" Cheng Chumo's impatient temperament has long been unable to sit still.

The data for the first day was not ideal.

The action took less than half a day, the number of statistics was insufficient, and there was another point, the level of health care in ancient times was too low, and the probability of young children dying was very high.

The data gap between close relatives and non-close relatives is not so large, which does not reflect the harm of close relatives marriage.

Therefore, today's Changsun Chong's attitude is a little cold, if Fang Yiyi loves to take this trick, I am afraid that the friendship between the two will come to an end.