"Uncle, this is indeed the case, in fact, uncle, you must also know that in the past three years, Duan Fu has become increasingly cold to Wuji and my eldest grandson's family, and now, my nephew has reached the age of the crown. Presumably, the Duan Military Department didn't want to marry his daughter to me, a broken son who couldn't even go back to the Changsun family. I couldn't help but explain with a wry smile. And a few days ago, the paragraph of Lun came to the door to provoke, and he was scolded by this son and ran away with blood.

“…… On the edge of the Luohe River that day, my nephew also made it clear to Duan Yiniang that since their Duan family looked down on my eldest grandson Wuji, my eldest grandson Wuji was not a spineless person. The marriage letter will be handed over to Duan Mansion within a month. ”

The old uncle's face was gloomy as water, and after listening to what he said, he couldn't help but take a long breath and sneered again and again: "What a Duan Wenzhen, you and Changsun Sheng are best friends." Everyone knows it all over the world, but I don't want to, but now you actually dislike the son of your best friend and do such a thing, it's really ......"

"Mowgli, you're doing the right thing. Your mother is soft-natured and too hesitant to do things, since it has been made clear, it is just right, the old man doesn't believe it, a talented young man like your nephew can't even marry a favorite wife. Since you have already made it clear, then hand the divorce letter to Duan Wenzhen a day earlier, so as to save this old thing from ruining your reputation again. ”

"Thank you uncle for your understanding, but Wuji thinks that since he Duan Wenzhen is so unreasonable, in order not to let others think that his Duan family is disgusted with his little nephew, he actually slanders his nephew so much, can his nephew make his Duan family better?" I saluted my uncle and said with a faint smile. When Li Shimin told me yesterday, my son already had a plan in his heart.

"Oh? Mowgli, how are you going to do it? The old uncle couldn't help but be stunned, looked at the confident son, and said very suspiciously.

"Actually, it's very simple, Wuji is going to hand over the marriage letter to Uncle Duan Wenzhen Duan in front of many dignitaries and nobles at the birthday banquet of King Guande." I smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly.

As soon as these words came out, the uncle couldn't help but widen his eyes and gasp. stared at me directly, seeing that my son's scalp was fried, he quickly accompanied the smiling face, and said cautiously: "Could it be that Uncle Fei thinks that Wuji is doing something wrong?" ”

The uncle didn't answer, just stroked his long beard, frowned, and his eyes fell on the teacup containing ginger tea for a while, and then he shook his head with a wry smile: "Wuji is a good means, if this is the case, Duan Wenzhen will really lose his face." ”

I rolled my eyes secretly, my uncle is good at everything, very jealous and hateful, very honest, but the problem is that I am a little soft-hearted, but in this matter, I must stand firm and let my uncle understand my determination. "Uncle Mingjian, Confucius said, repay virtue with virtue and repay grievances with straightforwardness, since he Duan Wenzhen has done such a thing, then he can't blame my eldest grandson for being unkind and righteous, and my nephew is not a saint who spits on himself."

"A self-inflicted saint? Hugh said nonsense, how can there be such a saint in this world? My uncle glared at me stupidly and nodded. After all, this matter is that he Duan Wenzhen has gone too far, but Wuji, do things, don't do too much, give people a glimmer of life, this is the way of a gentleman. ”

I really want to continue to refute, but after thinking about it, my uncle is also for the good of my son, since this is the case. My son's eyes rolled, and a new conspiracy, phew, a new conspiracy took shape in my mind. In other words, the super face-slapping plan has been planned.

I pressed the joy in my heart, continued to put on a respectful expression, and said to my uncle: "Since my uncle has an order, Wuji should obey it." Tomorrow, Wuji will definitely give Uncle Duan another chance, if he is still obsessed and does not regret it, then it is no wonder that Wuji. ”

"Hmm...... Well, if that paragraph of Wen Zhen is still obsessed, then he is to blame. No wonder you. Uncle's expression became a little more relaxed, and he looked at him with great satisfaction, but unfortunately, where did the upright old uncle know that this son just wanted to give Duan Wenzhen a bigger set, and when the time came, he would slap this old guy's face even harder.

In a blink of an eye, it has reached the birthday of Yang Xiong, the king of Guande, and this son carried the gift prepared for Yang Xiong, and followed his uncle to the Yang Xiong's mansion.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the Guande Palace, I was shocked by the long queue of carriages in front of the Guande Palace, which was lined up from the main street to a hundred steps away, and most of the carriages seemed to be very luxurious, and it seemed that the people who came here today were either rich or expensive.

Think about it, this King Guande is the brother of today's son, and at the beginning of the reign of Emperor Wen of Sui, he was also quite meritorious, and besides, this guy is already seventy years old, as the so-called life is rare in seventy years, this year, there are really few high-ranking officials who can reach this age, so today, the civil and military nobles of Luoyang City, I am afraid that all those who can come have come.

followed the old uncle into the Guande Palace, and after walking a short distance, he heard a greeting from behind him: "The one in front is Brother Shilian?" ”

The old uncle paused and looked back, and couldn't help but smile on his face and bowed his hand: "It turned out to be Brother Shude and his wife." Shi Lian was polite. ”

I followed my uncle's gaze and looked over, uh, it was actually Li Shimin's old lady Dou and a middle-aged handsome guy, well, this middle-aged handsome guy with sideburns like ink and sword eyebrows is naturally Li Shimin's father, the future Tang Gaozu Li Yuan.

"Hehe, Shilian, you're late." Li Yuan stepped forward with a smile, bowed slightly towards my uncle, and then turned his eyes to look at me. "Nephew Wuji, how is your body?"

"Mowgli has seen his uncle and aunt. Thank you for your concern, the little nephew's body is fine, today, I went to my uncle's house to look for the people, but I couldn't see my uncle and aunt, which was rude. He saluted the two respectfully.

"Hehe, Mowgli, Mowgli, I can't imagine that you are so good at hiding your uncle and aunt from you." Before Li Yuan could speak, Mrs. Li laughed first.

"I don't understand ...... a little bit, what did my son hide from you when he went to your house?" Could it be that Li Shimin, a stupid person, accidentally didn't hide it and exposed the matter of his brother and his brother mixing in the underworld?

Li Yuan stared at me with burning eyes, and said with a look of amazement and emotion. That is, on that day, there was a novel folding fan in Yang Nayan's house, and the popular song "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" on the fan attracted many noble officials to rush to see it...... The old man never thought that the eldest grandson who surprised everyone was actually the eldest grandson and nephew. ”

"Well, the little nephew is deliberately concealing it......" Hearing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and laughed dryly. But the radiant uncle next to me stood up and explained for me, well, of course, by the way, I also praised it, Li Yuan and his wife couldn't help but sigh again and again, Mrs. Li Dou looked at me more eagerly, and there was a little bit of inquiry and curiosity.