Thinking about it carefully, Zhao's words are not unreasonable, at present, there is King Yong'an pestering Song Wu'er to have a plot, and there is a cousin who is unwilling to give up on the opportunity to poke for momentum, if you want to stay peaceful, you can only leave the royal children as soon as possible and find a rich family to marry.

Besides, Song Wu'er had already been disgusted by King Nan'an in her previous life to become a nun, and let her jump into the fire pit again, it would be better to let her continue to shave her hair and knock on the wooden fish.

"Mother, what you said is very true, I have never cared about royal wealth, as long as the other party's family background is innocent and can value me everywhere, Wu'er is all up to my mother."

Zhao thought that Song Wu'er would dislike her words, but seeing that she agreed very quickly, she also put her mind at ease and went to Concubine Shu to tell her about Song Wu'er, and by the way, she also cut off the little thoughts in her heart.

"Wu'er, she really has this intention?" Concubine Shu, who was difficult to accept the reality, looked a little unhappy, thinking that it was rare for the Zhao family to mention Song Wu'er's marriage to her, because they still had thoughts about the king of Nan'an, and they actually directly eliminated all the princes of the royal line.

"Sister-in-law, you should persuade Wu Er well, my brother and nephews are all important ministers who can take charge of themselves in the court, and at present, only Wu Er is the only child in the entire Song family who is not allowed to go out, if you marry someone else, your brother and sister-in-law will be laughed at. Are you willing to let your future son-in-law be called an inverted doorman? ”

In fact, what Concubine Shu said was not bad, and the Zhao family also had some concerns in their hearts when they proposed this move with Song Wu'er. But compared to the reputation of her baby daughter, she would rather let the Song family bear some gossip, anyway, it is just some gossip, and it will not cause them any real harm.

Seeing that the Zhao family was bent on going their own way, they were determined to find an official eunuch to be a matchmaker for Song Wu'er, and the concubine, who knew her sister-in-law's temper, had to sigh heavily and accompany her to meet His Majesty and explain to Emperor Yuanxi for a long time.

"I didn't expect Wu'er to have such intentions, and I was really surprised, but it's so good, it's a blessing to be able to marry an ordinary family." Indirectly alleviated the current situation of the struggle and division between the princes, Emperor Yuanxi was relieved of the burden in his heart, he knew that Song Wu'er's move was inseparable from the content of his conversation, and he added a little favor in his heart, and hurriedly turned his head and carefully admonished Concubine Shu:

"I asked Concubine Ai to handle the whole July election, as Wu'er's aunt, you should be thoughtful for her, Yu Gongyou I have repeatedly said to you, you should keep this matter firmly in your heart, and be smart-eyed and strive to choose a once-in-a-century lover for Wu'er, is it feasible?"

"The concubines will always keep an eye on it, and please let Your Majesty be relieved." Concubine Shu hurriedly got up and saluted the emperor, there was indeed some sincerity in her words, after all, she and Song Wu'er had a blood kinship, and the Song family was determined not to marry any prince, as long as it could not threaten the status of the king of Nan'an, she was also relieved.

Regarding the selection of a son-in-law for Song Wu'er, it was finalized under the intervention of Emperor Yuan Xi.

After the mother and daughter of the Zhao family who returned to the Song Mansion told Song Shoufu about the matter in detail, Song Shipu had no opinion, only by Song Wu'er's temperament, Lou Xingzhen, who was preparing for pregnancy at home, heard the news and rushed to Zhao's side to take the initiative to take on the task of choosing for Song Wu'er, and even Song Xuchang's brothers began to secretly investigate the family history of their colleagues around them, and sorted out a thick pile of information for Song Wu'er to read, so that she had some impressions of the sons of the capital.

Song Wu'er, who caused a lot of trouble, even if she was coquettish and rolling, Zhao was reluctant to let go, and insisted on continuing to detain her in the room, so as not to let her run to the street to show up and cause gossip.

The bored Song Wu'er could only be locked up in the Song Mansion and couldn't go anywhere, and the Zhao family was afraid that she would make some mess in the room if she was uneasy and make some trouble, so she simply sent her personal girl Mo'er to follow her side and stare at her all the time, and report to the Zhao family at any time if she found something wrong.

As for the matter of the book that was shaken out by His Royal Highness the Prince, the Zhao family had already called the three girls around Song Wu'er into his room, and under severe pressure, he dug up the five books buried behind the tree and burned them together.

Song Wu'er, who completely cut off the interest of life, howled at the big spider ghost on the tree in the yard all day long, Cha Xiang Chunxiang and the two saw that the young lady was not in a good mood, and after being ignored a few times, they only shrank their necks and covered their ears tightly, Chun'er proposed some interesting ideas to Song Wu'er, but unfortunately this kind of small game was not interesting after playing it a few times. In the end, Song Wu'er was so stuffed that she could only run to the backyard alone to catch birds.

"Wu'er, don't you know that spiritual things can't be easily manipulated, and they will be avenged by their fellow clansmen? Only close at home for three days, the nature is difficult to suppress and can't get along with them, it seems that you are really too idle, my mother should give you more tasks, tell you to memorize a few poetry books, practice some Yanjia font to rush your chicken claw calligraphy. ”

It was easy to catch a turtledove with white spots on its forehead, Song Wu'er was touching its fluttering little wings, giggling, and suddenly let go of his hand by the sound of serious teaching, only to hear a snap, the turtledove fell to the ground, and its two thin legs inserted a row of small footprints in the soil.