Both Han De and Liu wanted to know Han Du's thoughts.
Han Du said straightforwardly: "My child hopes that Jing Yun's marriage will be postponed for another two years. It is best to wait until he is eighteen years old before getting married."
Han Dezheng wanted to ask Han Du why, but he didn't wait for him to speak.
Mrs. Liu said anxiously: "Do you know what you are talking about? What does it mean to get married after the age of eighteen? You are an old girl at the age of eighteen. Do you want our Han family to be laughed at?"
Han De also nodded in agreement, "Yes, if you don't become an official after I am dismissed, then as our family is a civilian family, it doesn't matter. You can be eighteen when you are eighteen. But since you become an official
Well, if your sister gets married so late, she will be laughed at."
Han De finished speaking a few words, but before Han Du could speak, Liu's firepower was attracted to him. "What does it mean that common people don't care? Even if you come from a small family, you don't have to get married at the age of eighteen.
The truth.”
Seeing his parents who were about to pinch him, Han Du quickly advised, "Listen to me first."
After hearing this, Han De and Liu looked at Han Du.
Han Du thought for a while and said seriously: "I don't want Jingyun to get married until she is eighteen years old, for her own good. As far as I know, a woman's bones have not fully grown before she is eighteen years old. Getting married before then
, once you give birth to a child, it is a narrow escape from death. And after that, it is a narrow escape from death. Moreover, even if a woman who gives birth to a child before the age of 18 is lucky enough to survive, her life span will be reduced by at least ten years. Compared to
Jing Yun's life, what does a few jokes mean? If outsiders want to laugh, then let them laugh."
Han Du was naturally trying to scare his parents by shortening his lifespan. But Han Du was not talking nonsense about giving birth to a child at a young age who would have a narrow chance of death.
Sure enough, both Han De and Liu were frightened.
Mrs. Liu swallowed her saliva, held the handkerchief tightly in her hand, and asked Han Du softly: "Du'er, do you still know medical skills? Is what you said true?"
"I don't know medical skills." Han Du shook his head and changed his tone, "But what I said is true. When it comes to Jingyun's safety, I can't deceive you with clever words. In fact, you can think about it for yourself. On weekdays,
Isn’t it very difficult for a woman who is too young to give birth to a child?”
"You, parents, should understand the idiom of forcing a child to have a child before she is old enough to have a child. This is equivalent to forcing a child to grow. I don't need to say more about what the result will be."
The old couple broke into cold sweat after hearing this. After all, it was their own daughter. How could parents not feel distressed?
Seeing that Han Du was serious about what he said, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but ask, "Is everything you said true?"
Han Du looked solemn and said, "It's truer than gold."
"Sir~" Mrs. Liu got the exact answer, and she was so anxious that she felt that she was in a state of confusion. She didn't know what to do, so she had to put her hope in Han De.
Han De sighed and said to Han Du: "I don't know where you know this from, and I don't want to ask." After his son came out of prison, he seemed to have received wisdom from heaven. Han De didn't want to know what happened.
I don't want to figure it out. Anyway, from now on, my son is just like a normal person.
After a pause, Hande continued: "But since it's about Jingyun, I guess you won't say that to trick me. Just do as you say, wait two years, wait two years. Anyway, I understand after going through such a disaster.
Well, all the high-ranking officials, generous salaries, and good fortune are all fake. Only when our family is safe is it true. If anyone wants to see a joke, let them see it."
"Thank you, Dad!" Han Du was very touched that his father could quickly agree.
Don't look at the way dad said it so casually, as if the word "lintel" is not important.
In fact, people at this time valued the lintel of their homes very seriously, sometimes even more than human lives.
What about biological daughters? In order to preserve the reputation on the lintel, one's biological daughter is mutilated to death, but it happens from time to time. Take pregnancy out of wedlock as an example. If such a thing happens, in the eyes of modern people, it is at best
However, my daughter was innocent and was deceived by the scumbag, so she just aborted the child and would not kill her at all.
But at this time, he would be drowned in a cage.
"You don't have to thank me for anything. Jingyun is not only your sister, but also my daughter. I will naturally love him." Han De waved his hand, "But this will have some influence on you. You are now the pillar of the family. If you make other people laugh,
You are the first to bear the brunt~"
Han Du laughed and said nonchalantly: "Dad, you must know that you laugh until the end. If others want to laugh at me, then let them laugh. I just need to ensure that I laugh at the end."
"Well said," Han De exclaimed, clasping his hands, "This is so well said, you will laugh until the end, hahaha~"
While the family was talking and laughing, Han Jingyun stumbled in.
Han Du glanced at the girl in surprise and thought, you girl, weren't you eavesdropping outside the door just now? What are you doing in such a hurry? Do you want to get married early?
Seeing the blush on Han Jingyun's face, Han Du felt more and more that this guess had some truth.
As soon as Han Jingyun came in, he pointed his hand behind him and said breathlessly: "Father, mother, eldest brother, the prince is here. He said he came to see you."
Looking for me? Han Du felt strange in his heart. Zhu Biao came to look for him in person in such a grand manner. What was he doing?
Han Du was still hesitating, but his father reacted quickly and shouted: "Quick, the doors are fully opened to welcome His Royal Highness."
The three of them hurriedly walked towards the front door.
"Han De, a commoner, Lady Liu, a commoner woman, and Han Du, a minister, pay their respects to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao waved his hand to Han Du and others to get up, "No courtesy, please get up." Zhu Biao didn't see the bright figure just now, and Zhu Biao felt a little disappointed.
Han Du was also wondering why it was Jing Yun who went to inform them about the arrival of the Crown Prince, but why she was nowhere to be seen now. However, in front of Zhu Biao, Han Du did not have time to think so much, so he immediately told the matter
Leave it behind.
Zhu Biao's calm face did not reflect the slightest thoughts in his heart. He smiled and said to Han Du: "I am here because I have something important to ask you. You two elders, there is no need to accompany me."
After hearing this, Han De said: "Your Highness, if you please, I will leave." After saying that, he took Mrs. Liu and left.
Han Du said apologetically: "If your highness has something to call upon, you can just send a eunuch to deliver the message. How dare you trouble your highness to come in person?"
Zhu Biao smiled, raised the memorial in his hand, and said: "What I respect is knowledge. Since you want to solve your doubts, you must come in person."
Han Du could tell at a glance that the memorial in Zhu Biao's hand was the first chapter of The Wealth of Nations that he wrote to Lao Zhu. He immediately understood what was going on. He waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, please."
After leading Zhu Biao to the study and sitting down, Han Du was about to order the maid to serve tea when he saw Han Jingyun coming in with a pot of tea.
What's going on with this girl? Han Du glanced at her in surprise. She was nowhere to be seen when she greeted Zhu Biao just now, but now she's doing her maid thing again?
Han Jingyun only felt that her face was as hot as if it was on fire, but she still mustered up the courage, bit her lips secretly, made tea for the two of them, put down the teapot before leaving.
When Han Du saw Han Jingyun come in without saying a word, he felt that it was a bit rude to Zhu Biao, so he had to help the girl turn it around. He picked up the teacup and said to Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, please have some tea! This is my roommate just now. She has been spoiled by her parents since she was a child.
I don’t understand the rules, please forgive me, Your Highness.”
When Zhu Biao came in from Han Jingyun, he kept breathing deeply and looked at Han Jingyun blankly. It wasn't until Han Du's words rang in his ears that Zhu Biao came back to his senses and casually responded to Han Du: "Oh, it's okay."
At the same time, he breathed out the breath that filled his chest silently.
Han Du was completely unaware of this, because he had never thought about the intersection between Zhu Biao and Han Jingyun. Although Han Du also admitted that his sister was good-looking, in the eyes of his elder brother, she was also
It's just good.
"If your Highness has any questions, I will tell you everything." After Han Du finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and prepared to explain to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao cheered up, took out the memorial, and discussed with Han Du what he didn't understand.
Han Du was also very patient and answered Zhu Biao's doubts one by one. Seeing that Zhu Biao had no more doubts, Han Du frowned and asked out of nowhere: "Your Highness, I would like to take the liberty of asking a question."
"Go ahead." Zhu Biao didn't pay attention and responded casually.
"Princess Anqing, are you married?"
Um???
Zhu Biao's face was filled with question marks. He raised his head and looked at Han Du with strange eyes. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Han Du looked sincere and looked at Zhu Biao without hesitation.
Zhu Biao laughed dryly and asked, "Why do you ask this question?"
Han Du knew very well how thick-skinned he was. In his previous life, he was not afraid when his girlfriend took him to meet his parents. Naturally, he was not embarrassed at all when faced with Zhu Biao's questions.
She held the tea lid and slid it on the cup a few times, and said calmly: "My fair lady, a gentleman is fond of teasing, that's all."
Hearing this, Zhu Biao almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He has seen thick-skinned people before, but never such a thick-skinned one. Han Du is playing matchmaker for himself, and what is rare is that he still looks calm.
"You~" Zhu Biao pointed at Han Du, paused and sighed, "Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Last year, my father betrothed Anqing to Ouyang Lun, and they will get married this year."