"Uncle, this is true. I believe you know that Duan's family has become increasingly cold to Wuji and my Changsun family over the past three years. Now, my nephew is in his prime. I guess Duan War Department doesn't want to marry his daughter to me, a broken child who can't even go back to the company leader Sun family." I couldn't help but smile bitterly. And I almost told the story of Duan Lun coming to the door to provoke him a few days ago and being scolded by this young master and escaping.
"......That day, my nephew also made it clear to Duan Yiniang. Since the Duan family looked at me, Changsun Wuji, I, Changsun Wuji, are not a backbone-free person. I will hand the marriage letter to Duan's mansion within a month."
My uncle's face was as gloomy as water. After listening to the words, he couldn't help but take a long breath and sneered: "What a Duan Wenzhen, you and Changsun Sheng are the best friends. Everyone knows that, but I don't want to say that now I actually dislike the best son and do such a despicable thing..."
"Wuji, you did it right. Your mother is soft-hearted and hesitant to do things. Since she has already stated it, that's right. I don't believe it. A talented young man like you, can't even marry a wife you like. Since you have already stated it clearly, you'll hand Duan Wenzhen the marriage letter one day earlier to save this old guy from ruining your reputation."
"Thank you for your understanding, but Wuji feels that since Duan Wenzhen is so unreasonable, in order not to make others think that the Duan family slandered her nephew so much, how could the nephew make the Duan family feel better?" After I bowed respectfully to my uncle, I said with a faint smile. When Li Shimin told me yesterday, my son had already made up his mind.
"Oh? Wuji, what are you going to do?" The uncle couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the confident young master's eyes and said in confusion.
"It's actually very simple. Wuji is preparing to hand over the wedding letter to Duan Wenzhen in front of many great officials and nobles at the birthday party of King Guande." I smiled slightly and said slowly.
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Chapter 61 The tragic interpretation of the best actor in the Oscar
As soon as this said, my uncle couldn't help but stare at me with a cold breath. He stared at me straight, and made my scalp explode. He quickly smiled and said carefully: "Does my uncle think Wuji did something wrong?"
However, my uncle didn't answer, just stroked his long beard, frowned, and his eyes fell on the tea cup containing ginger tea for a while before he was stunned. Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Wuji is a good method. If this is true, Duan Wenzhen will really lose all his face."
I rolled my eyes secretly. My uncle is good at everything, he hates evil like a grudge, and it is very real, but the problem is that he is a little soft-hearted. However, I must firmly stand for this matter and let my uncle understand my determination. "My uncle clearly understands, Confucius said, repay kindness with virtue and complain with straightforwardness. Since Duan Wenzhen did this, I cannot blame me for being unkind and righteous. My nephew is not a saint who spits on his face."
"A saint who spits on his face? Don't talk nonsense. How can such a saint be in this world?" My uncle glared at me angrily and nodded. "Well, after all, Duan Wenzhen did this because he did too much, but Wuji. Don't do things too well, give people a glimmer of hope. This is the way for a gentleman."
I really want to continue to refute, but then I think, my uncle is also doing this for me. Since that's the case, my master's eyes turned, a new conspiracy, a new conspiracy took shape in my mind. Or rather, the super slap plan has been planned.
I pressed the joy in my heart, continued to show a respectful expression, and said to my uncle: "Since my uncle has his own destiny, Wuji should obey it. Tomorrow, Wuji will definitely give Uncle Duan another chance. If he is still obsessed with regret, then no wonder Wuji."
"Well... OK, if Duan Wenzhen is still obsessed with it, then he will be blamed. No wonder Wuji, you." My uncle's expression became a little relaxed, and he looked very relieved. Unfortunately, the upright uncle didn't know that I just wanted to give Duan Wenzhen a bigger trap, so that he would beat the old guy in the face even harder.
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In a blink of an eye, it was already the birthday of Yang Xiong, the King of Guande. I took the gifts prepared for Yang Xiong and rode towards Yang Xiong's mansion with my uncle. Well, along the way, I knew that my uncle, who was riding an ugly horse because of my memory, was taught by words and deeds along the way. I could finally stand up and see people.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the Guande Palace, I was shocked by the long row of carriages in front of the Guande Palace, which was lined up from the main street and a hundred steps away. Most of the carriages seemed very luxurious. It seemed that those who came here today were either rich or noble.
Thinking about it, this King Guande is the clan brother of today, and he was quite successful at the beginning of Emperor Wen of Sui. Moreover, this guy is already seventy years old. As the saying goes, life is rare in seventy years. Nowadays, there are really few high-ranking officials who can reach this age. So today, all the civil and military nobles in Luoyang City are probably here.
Following my uncle into the Guande Palace, he walked not far away and heard a greeting from behind: "Is Brother Shilian in front of me?"
The old uncle stopped and looked back, and couldn't help but smile on his face and bowed to him, "It turns out that it's Brother Shude and Xian. Shilian is polite."
I followed my uncle's gaze and looked over. Uh, it was Li Shimin's mother, Dou, and a middle-aged handsome guy. Well, this middle-aged handsome guy with a beard that is as beautiful as ink and sword-browed eagle, is naturally Li Shimin's father, the future Emperor Gaozu of Tang Li Yuan.
"Haha, Shilian, you're late." Li Yuan smiled and came forward, nodded slightly to his uncle, then turned his eyes to look at me. "Nephew Wuji, how are you doing?"
"Wuji has met my uncle and aunt. Thank you for your concern. My nephew's body is already in vain. Today, I went to my uncle's house to find Shimin, but I was rude." I bowed respectfully to these two people.
"Hehe, Wuji, Wuji, I didn't expect that you were so great that you hid your uncle and aunt strictly." Before Li Yuan could speak, Mrs. Li laughed first.
"This..." I don't quite understand. What did I hide from your house? Did this fool Li Shimin accidentally reveal his feelings about his brothers and his gangsters?
Li Yuan stared at me with burning eyes, and said with a look of surprise and emotion. "That's, a novel folding fan on Yang Na Yan's mansion that day, and a popular song "Looking at the Moon and Embracing the Distance" on the fan attracted many noble officials to come and see it... I never thought that the young master Changsun, who made everyone ask about it, was you, the nephew of Changsun."
"Uh, my nephew must have deliberately concealed..." Hearing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and laughed dryly. However, the old uncle with a bright face next to me stood up and explained to me, um, of course, he also praised me. Li Yuan and his wife couldn't help but sigh. When Mrs. Li looked at me, she seemed even more eager and had a few inquiries and curiosity.
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Chapter completed!