"Besides, even if they stay with the craftsmen every day, they are still big men. Women can't go inside the yamen, and their own sons can't see them."
The more Liu thought about it, the more it made sense.
But if women were wise, the world would be at peace long ago.
Madam Liu understood, but she still wanted to be just in case.
So, he urged Han De, "Master, hurry up and ask what's going on. Only when you find out what's going on can I rest assured."
"Okay, I'll ask after I finish eating." Han De agreed and reached out to pick up the vegetables.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu stopped him. He took off his bowls and chopsticks and put them next to him.
"My son's life-long event, how important is this?" Ms. Liu couldn't help scolding Han De, "Go and ask quickly, and then you can eat when you come back."
Seeing that Han De was still a little hesitant, Liu hit him like raindrops with his bare hands.
Han De sighed helplessly and stood up to find Han Du.
Han Du returned to the room, looking a little lost and worried. He put the brocade box on the table. Thinking about what his mother had just said, he couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, they don't blame their mothers for being anxious. In their opinion, they are indeed too young and will be laughed at if they don't get married.
Originally, Han Du was also engaged, but because of his father, the whole family was punished. Naturally, the right family quickly cut ties with the Han family. Although the Han family is alive again, that family is also
I can't open the door to this face. The matter of the engagement is there, so naturally it will be left alone.
Now that his mother suddenly mentioned the matter of marriage, Han Du instinctively felt irritated, and his mind couldn't help but think of Princess Anqing whom he met today.
Like, so much like Han Du's former wife.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Han Du came back to his senses and said softly: "Who is it? Come in."
Hande opened the door.
When Han Du saw that his father was coming, he quickly asked, "Dad, aren't you still eating? Why are you here?" Han Du was a little depressed and did not get up to greet his father.
Han De didn't care and came to sit next to Han Du.
"What are you going to eat? How can I eat like this?"
Looking at Han Du who looked indifferent and not listening to what he said, he raised his eyes and stared at Han Du for a few times, and suddenly asked: "Why, do you really have a sweetheart? Is it a girl from that family?"
"Ah?" Han Du reacted and denied, "No, I don't have any sweetheart."
I don’t have a sweetheart, but I do have a wife in my heart.
Which family? The emperor's family, are you afraid?
However, Princess Anqing was the emperor's daughter, so even if she told her father, he had no choice but not to tell him, lest he worry.
Han De took a deep look at Han Du and sighed meaningfully: "You are not young anymore, and you are also an independent person. I don't want to say more about your affairs. You should understand it yourself."
"No." Han Du shook his head and said with great certainty. "I really don't have a child. If there is one, I will definitely tell dad."
Hearing this, Han De smiled and said nonchalantly: "Okay, then I'll tell your mother this."
He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly saw the brocade box on the table.
"Hey, what is this stuff? Where did you get it from?"
With that said, he reached out to open the brocade box and took out the contents.
Seeing that his father finally didn't ask him aggressively, Han Du took a deep breath and replied casually, "A portrait, given by the emperor."
Hande was so shocked by Han Du's words that he almost dropped the portrait in his hand. He asked Han Du with wide eyes: "Given by the emperor? What portrait?"
After asking, he immediately opened the portrait without waiting for Han Du's answer.
Seeing Lao Zhu's true appearance appearing little by little, Han De's hand shook more and more violently, as if shaking a sieve.
"Why did the emperor give you the real portrait?"
Although Zhu Yuanzhang had been given portraits of himself in the past, the recipients were all important ministers who had made great contributions to the founding of the Ming Dynasty and were absolutely trustworthy confidants of the emperor. For example, Xu Da, Duke of Wei, was once given a portrait by Zhu Yuanzhang.
portrait.
People like Chengyibo Liu Ji, who had followed Zhu Yuanzhang all his life, did not get the opportunity to be given a portrait. Although he had made enough contributions, it was obvious that the emperor did not trust him enough.
His son actually received a portrait from the emperor, although Han De didn't know what was going on. But now he only has one feeling, that is, smoke is coming out of his ancestral grave, and the Han family's success is just around the corner.
"Hahaha, my son's marriage is not urgent. This matter cannot be rushed. It cannot be rushed. You have to find someone who is well-matched. Yes, it is a well-matched one..."
Han De thought a lot in an instant. Only Han Du is an official in his family now, but he is only an eighth-grade official, which can barely be regarded as an ordinary official family. If Han Du wants to get married now, he should do it as a match.
He said that he could only find an ordinary official's family.
Originally, Hande was not dissatisfied with this, but the moment he saw the emperor's portrait, he didn't think so.
If his son can be taken as a confidant by the emperor, is his rise to prominence still far away?
At this time, if you tell your son about a marriage from an ordinary official's family, isn't this setting your son up for death?
"Don't worry about your mother. I'll go talk to her. You can just take care of the marriage matters yourself. There's no rush."
When Han Du saw his father's excitement, he knew that he had misunderstood. He had no choice but to sigh and explain to his father: "Dad, you misunderstood. Things are not what you think..."
So Han Du told his father the purpose of the portrait.
"The thing is that simple, not as complicated as you think, dad." Han Du finished.
After hearing this, Han De still maintained the original joyful look on his face, and was not affected by what Han Du said at all.
"I know better than you what is going on, so just leave it alone."
Seeing his father's explanation, Han Du looked disapproving, so he had to remind him: "It's up to you, but I'll talk about my son's ugly words first. If you are disappointed by then, don't blame me for not reminding you."
"I know, I know. You have only been an official for a few days, and you dare to teach me a lesson. I have seen more things than you have eaten." Han De was a little annoyed after being told, and waved his hand to interrupt Han.
Spend.
After saying that, he opened the portrait and looked at it again and again, nodded and sighed: "This is the true face of the emperor. I never thought that one day my old Han family would also be given the true face. This needs to be dedicated to a room, so it can be worshipped. Don't neglect it.
Already."
After saying that, regardless of whether Han Du agreed or not, he solemnly put the portrait back into the brocade box, picked it up and headed out.
"Hey?" Seeing this, Han Du quickly stopped his father. "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Of course I have to enshrine the portrait." Hande said holding the brocade box.
Han Du looked at his father speechlessly, took his arm and said, "Dad, this portrait was given by the emperor to his son. If you just take it and enshrine it, what should I use it for?"
Han De immediately put Han Du's hand away, "You are of no use now. It will be the same if I ask you to come out when you need it." After saying that, he ignored Han Du and turned around to go out.
When Hande returned to the hall, Liu and others were still eating.
When Mrs. Liu saw him coming back, she was still holding a brocade box in her hand. This brocade box looked familiar, wasn't it the one Du'er held when eating?
"Master, how did you go to ask? And what did you do with Du'er's things?"
Han De solemnly placed the brocade box on the main seat, then returned to the dining table and sat down. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said, "I asked, but I didn't tell. But Madam, you'd better leave his affairs alone.
You should put down the matchmaking thing for now and wait for a while. Let’s talk about it after a while. Eat, eat..."
When Mrs. Liu saw this, she was a little unhappy. What do you mean by letting yourself go? Han Du is his son, who cares about his marriage?
Suddenly his face began to turn gloomy.
When Han Jingyun and Han Shu saw their mother's expression, they both said, "Mom, Dad, I've eaten."
"Well," Hande looked at the two of them with a smile, waved and said, "Okay, let's go down."
The two of them left quickly.
Hande squinted his eyes to watch his children leave, lowered his head and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to continue eating.
Mr. Liu stopped him and said, "Tell me, what do you mean by waiting?"
Han De glanced at Ms. Liu impatiently, "Madam, are you going to stop letting people eat?"
"What to eat? Please tell me clearly about your son quickly. Don't eat if you don't understand clearly." Mrs. Liu was not afraid of Han De, so she simply said with her eyebrows raised.
Han De put down the bowl helplessly and explained to Mrs. Liu: "Your son is going to be successful, and Jane is in the emperor's heart. If you find him a well-matched family now, wouldn't you be treating your son badly?"
After hearing this, Mr. Liu asked happily: "You mean Du'er is going to be promoted?"
You can't control other people's sons, but your own sons are naturally the most promising. This is the reflection of every mother's heart.
"It's not that simple," Han De said with a chuckle. Seeing that Ms. Liu wanted to continue asking, he quickly waved her hand to stop her, "Okay, don't ask. I don't know what the specific situation is, even if I know it.
I can't tell you. You just need to wait quietly and it will be fine."
Seeing that Han De's words were solemn and that it concerned her son, Mrs. Liu let it go and stopped entangled, even if she was a little unwilling.
Seeing that Mrs. Liu finally calmed down, Han De picked up the bowls and chopsticks and continued eating.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. While eating, he ordered Mrs. Liu, "By the way, it will be of great use if you ask someone to clean up a room."
"What's the use?" Ms. Liu didn't know why, she was cleaning up some house for no reason.
Han De finished his meal and felt that he was finally done eating, so he stopped using his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and cleaned up.