In the end, the Great Dynasty Meeting did not break up unhappily and ended with Zhang Ru successfully obtaining his will. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At that time, Li Dongyang also said to Liu Jian: Fortunately, he reacted quickly at the time, otherwise this kid really left the temple and went to the rivers and lakes, who would be able to invite him back.

Daming is unstable, and Zhang Ru can't go.

Even if he has lost his mind, even if he is no longer keen on changing something.

But what Da Ming was able to make him change, he finally tried his best to change.

Fan Tong is also a marquis, after learning that the imperial court Zhang Bang was the wife of the Marquis of Anyang, many people sent their daughter's birthday and portrait to the Dingguo Mansion.

Although he is the Marquis of Anyang, Fan Tong has never opened a mansion, which means that he has not been separated from the Dingguo Mansion, so what the matchmaker has broken is the threshold of Zhang Confucianism.

"Look at it, this is the youngest daughter of Li Shan's family at the Royal Horse Inn, twenty-eight years old, delicate and lovely, and a good girl. After getting married, she is definitely a good wife and mother. ”

"This is Jian Changbo's granddaughter, don't look at the cardamom years of the little girl, she is already slim."

"This is..."

The ghosts in this world are only afraid of the matchmaker's mouth, Zhang Ru watched the new housekeeper Du Shanbai say a few words to the matchmakers who can speak well, and then left directly.

These people are really not a big deal to see the excitement, and they have brought all the goods.

The portrait sent by someone is unappetizing just by looking at the portrait, but the matchmaker can still praise people as a flower.

Some people even sent a twelve-year-old girl over, saying that it was the same for a few years. This made Zhang Ru feel a big headache, and in his concept, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

A strange uncle who is not confused, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old little Lori, really lies down on a bed, it is really discordant.

Just like the poem between Zhang Xian and Su Dongpo: I am eighty years old and eighteen, and I am red and I have white hair. It is the same as the Qing upside down, only separated by a sixtieth in the middle.

Eighteen brides and eighty langs, with pale hair and red makeup. The mandarin ducks are made into a double night, and a pear flower presses the begonia.

This irony is not uninspiring.

Fortunately, Du Shanbai is also measured, not only did he not have the birthday of his subordinates, but he also scolded the matchmaker with a snobbish face.

The little matchmaker is just an inconspicuous one of the ninth-rate characters, so naturally she didn't dare to mess with Du Shanbai, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, and left dejectedly, and before the afternoon, she came over with two portraits and the eight characters of her birthday.

Except for Xie Lun and Ma Jinzhong, everyone else rarely gathered together, and after drinking and chatting together for a while, they all stayed in the Dingguo Mansion.

Jiang Wei proposed to return to Tucheng several times, the purpose was to prevent Datong's border soldiers. However, Zhang Ru did not agree, saying that Ma Zhang's side was just a mustard disease, and he had nothing to worry about.

Anyway, no one knows what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of his boss, and Jiang Wei doesn't bother to speculate, so he just obediently stays in the Guogong Mansion and lives a luxurious life for a few days.

"Lao Fan, this battle is not small, it seems that the boss is really determined to give you a family." Jiang Wei limped over to Fan Tong and said in a playful tone.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Anu and Meng Fu, who are not as qualified as Jiang Wei, said in unison: "Your Majesty, the boss personally checks the check, and Du Shanbai screens it, and the Marquis of Anyang should be able to find where he belongs this time." ”

Compared with the enthusiasm of the people around him, the protagonist Fan Tong is very indifferent: "The boss can't be idle, my own problem, what is he involved in." ”

Just at this time, Wang Zhou pushed Fan Wuyi, who was clamoring to come out to breathe, out.

After only a few days of rest, the recovery of the wounds on his body was not enough, Fan Wuyi relied on his good health to get up, and Wang Zhou had no choice but to let his subordinates carry Fan Wuyi into a wheelchair.

This wheelchair is made of wood, which is incomparable with the alloy nature of later generations, but it is also a very advanced thing in this era.

"It was Lao Tzu who asked him to do this, you kid is going to be angry with Lao Tzu, he is already forty years old, and he still has no queen. My Lao Fan's family is thin, if you don't leave a queen for Lao Tzu, you will say it earlier. Don't fucking wait until Lao Tzu is dead, and you can't even hold your grandson. As soon as Fan Wuyi heard Fan Tong's words, he immediately became angry.

Because the injury on his body was not healed, he was too excited to speak and touched the wound, and he couldn't help frowning and covering his left chest.

Fan Tong rushed over: "Master, are you okay?" ”

Fan Wuyi weakly pushed Fan Tongyi: "Lao Tzu is fine now, if you don't give Lao Tzu a grandson, Lao Tzu will be in trouble immediately." ”

Wang Zhou smiled and said: "Old Fan, Fan Lao is also kind, don't refuse." This time, the boss took pains to solve your personal problems. There are so many big girls and little daughters-in-law in the entire capital, if you haven't seen it, then you can't stand the boss. ”

Fan Tongyi's stomach is on fire, and there is nowhere to send it.

This Wang Zhou doesn't know each other, at this time, he pushed the old man over, didn't he make it clear that I would be scolded!

Don't say it for the time being, anyway, Fan Tong said reluctantly after Fan Wuyi calmed down: "Let's talk about it then!" ”

In his heart, if Shen Honglian didn't betray him, then that woman would be the best woman in the world. So he didn't want to find a woman, and he didn't want to have anything to do with other women.

But now that things have come to this point, it's no longer up to him.

Three days, three days of selection, Du Shanbai and a few readers were so busy that their legs and stomachs were twisted, and finally the fifty people after the careful selection were temporarily settled.

The portrait and the eight characters of the birthday were first given to Zhang Ru for his eyes, and then Zhang Ru selected ten from the middle for Fan Tong to choose.

A marquis's choice of wife, of course, is not as good as the emperor's choice of a concubine, and there are a lot of procedures to follow, but some red tape is gone.

Zhang Ru is completely an appearance association, and after getting fifty portraits, he looks like one by one.

"This doesn't work, it's too ugly!"

"This face plate is so big, it doesn't match Fan Tong!"

"I... Shanbai, what kind of eyes are you, you also get this kind of goods into it? , hurry up and give it back. ”

"The cheekbones are too high, the person is fierce, the forehead is flat, there is no money left at home, the eyebrows are broken, Kefu."

The portraits were thrown to the ground by Zhang Ru, and even the birthdays of those women were thrown away.

Du Shanbai watched in a cold sweat on the side: If Mrs. knows about this, the boss will not lose his skin!

Finally, Zhang Ru, who had been busy for a long time, stretched his waist and threw the remaining six portraits on the table to Du Shanbai: "You take these to Fan Tong to see, if he is not satisfied, end this farce, and Lao Tzu will find it for him personally." ”

After Du Shanbai cleaned up all the portraits on the ground, he wiped a cold sweat and went to Fan Tong non-stop. (To be continued.) )