"They just don't deserve it, so they want you to take a wife," Wang hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "They also want you to have a male concubine."
Zhao Hanzhang's eyes widened and he asked, "Auntie, is this really what the elders in the clan think?"
Mrs. Wang nodded repeatedly, moved her body, moved to her side, whispered in her ear: "Do you know your Uncle Qing?"
Zhao Hanzhang nodded.
Mrs. Wang whispered: "Others have this idea and let your aunts and uncles test my tone. But your uncle Qing directly spoke to the fifth uncle and said that he would let you take a male concubine.
The fifth uncle was so angry that when he came to Luoyang this time, he was not allowed to enter the city with the team and left them all outside the city."
Zhao Hanzhang clicked his tongue and said in surprise, "It's me... I don't have much experience, so I can't compare to my uncles."
Mrs. Wang reached out and patted her, scolding: "Just listen to these words, but you can't think like that."
She whispered: "I don't know the truth, but I know that honesty should be the main thing in life. When our family is in trouble, the Fu family is willing to marry our Zhao family. When we are in trouble, he will never leave you and will always follow you."
"Everything in this world is easy to come by, but true love is rare. And since you have lived and died together, your love is even more different from others." Wang reached out to touch her hair and sighed: "Sanniang, listen to me, Tinghan
He is the most suitable person for you. I know that you don't like to be restrained, are decisive in acting, and have a domineering personality. It seems that a submissive son-in-law is more suitable for you, but the most important thing in life is to have a confidant. He knows that you let you, like water.
Fish are much weaker than these women who only have no face to look at."
Zhao Hanzhang burst out laughing when he heard this, and said happily: "Ms. Wang, does he think you are serious about taking a concubine?"
Zhao Hanzhang smiled at you and started eating the meat happily.
Zhao Hanzhang asked: "Grandpa Fu also asked about marriage?"
Zhao Hanzhang said coquettishly: "That would be bad, it would cost less."
When you eat the mutton, you can tell that it comes from Yuzhou. It looks like a sheep on the grassland. Zhao Hanzhang asked while eating, "Where did the mutton come from?"
Zhao Hanzhang took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, and then talked about business with Erlang, "Ms. Wang, my great-uncle has been buried, and now only Shangxiaqinggu's title is left to inherit his legacy."
The maid was about to turn around and go in to change. Zhao Hanzhang quickly stopped him: "Yes, yes, it's bad, it's bad."
Guan Huan bit his lip and was silent for a while before saying, "I earned this, but the title of Qinggu should also belong to me."
Erlang exhaled and said happily: "This is bad, this is bad. You should write a letter to Fu Zhongshu tomorrow and tell me about the bad thing."
Guan Huanfeng thought for a while and said: "It's very late. If I eat and sleep now, I can send it to you tomorrow."
Zhao Hanzhang said: "If the meat is bad, note that family. If you buy sheep again, just buy from my family."
Moreover, you are really busy when the war is just beginning and everything is waiting to be done.
Erlang was upset when he heard this, "Why give it to me? Now that Qilang is a disciple, I can become a general. It shows that I am stupid and unreasonable. That title should be returned to your small room."
Aniang and the Master brought down the food, but there was no small bowl of mutton soup. The outside was piled with meat bones and there was no plate of pork slices. Zhao Hanzhang looked over.
Erlang is very satisfied with Fu Tinghan. From now on, you will only recognize that son-in-law.
Zhao Hanzhang said: "Qilanghui didn't have a more prestigious title before, and I earned it myself. It was worse than Xiaguanhuan."
Aniang took the girl down, took away the bowls and chopsticks, poured Zhao Hanzhang a glass of warm water, and then went aside.
"Okay, I must be sincere and polite to you. They all go home for dinner in those days. You know he is rich, and you can help him with other things, but you still don't have the money to eat meat."
Erlang turned to his mother and said: "Remember it, I will buy a few sheep tomorrow and raise them. If you want to eat them outside the house, you can't eat them at any time."
Guan Huanfeng shook his head: "You want to give it to Zhao Yi."
That mutton soup must have been simmering for a long time. With a heavy pull, the meat under the bones came up. With a slight chew, the meat melted.
But... the master of Guanhuan Peak, you could have done it earlier, so even if he knew what you thought, Guanhuan dared to make a promise directly to Fu Zhi.
"Of course I asked," Guan Huan said angrily: "He did it deliberately. Even after the war started, he also sent a letter to reassure me. Now that he is in a low position, Fu Zhongshu feels safe or bad. Just ask him directly.
If I can write to you, I asked in a subtle way."
"But if you stand in front of me and think about it, take a look. Everyone in the world knows that Qilang is your biological brother. He will care about your future. With my achievements and status today, the title of Marquis is just an imperial edict. The title of Marquis is just an imperial edict.
Previously, the title of Xiaguanhuan was naturally cancelled. If that title is given to Zhao Yi today, I, Riqilang, will not be granted another title, but will be granted the title on the basis of Xiaguanhuan. In this way, the Zhao family will not have two
title."
"You asked someone to buy it," Erlang said angrily: "In such a small mansion, with so few people, it even raises a sheep. There is no clear soup outside the kitchen. No wonder I have lost so much weight."
Erlang frowned slightly and said to his mother: "Why do you take so little meat at such a late hour? You should eat less vegetarian food. Eating meat is bad for your health..."
"What Wang said is wrong. In terms of emotion and reason, it makes sense that the title belongs to Qi Lang. But in the case that I don't have a more prominent title in the future, it would be detrimental to others and beneficial to myself."
Zhao Hanzhang had one foot on the ground, stretched out his hand to take the tray from the maid's hand, and put
Guan Huanfeng smelled the fragrant mutton soup and drank a bowl of mutton soup before eating.
Guan Huan was about to argue, Zhao Hanzhang quickly raised his hand to stop, took your hand and said: "You know, Mr. Wang is either tolerant or to follow the superior."
Erlang's eyes lit up, he sat up straight and asked, "Is he going to take the title back to Qilang?"
After you finished eating, Guan Huan asked, "What if you want to give some to Qilang?"
Grandma didn't dare to let you do it, so she quickly put a bowl of rice and the remaining two dishes in front of you.
Zhao Hanzhang: "The Wang family is indeed weaker than you in this matter, so I won't bother the Wang family in this matter." You said that you had communicated with Fu Zhi about that matter, but you just said that because Fu Tinghan went to Qingzhou, the matter of marriage was not discussed.
Put it away for now.
When looking at other people, Erlang also thinks that a handsome person looks bad, but when he looks at his own child, he feels that he is too thin and should be fatter and fairer.
"You are worried. You have the intention and the energy." Guan Huanfeng thought for a while, and to reassure you, he immediately promised: "When Tinghan comes back, you will discuss the marriage."
Erlang turned his head and glanced at the hourglass. It was indeed early, so he responded.