After leaving the house, Yuan Qingling asked: "What's going on? She said you contradicted your father for the sake of marriage?"
Yuan Qingping had an unlucky look on his face, "Don't mention it, I don't even know who I've found for me. Everyone can be my father, or should I continue my marriage?"
Yuan Qingling knew that Jinghou Yuan Balong was a speculator. In his eyes, everything could be exchanged for benefits.
Especially when marrying a daughter, of course you have to get the maximum benefit.
The young master, a high-ranking one, also looked down upon him, a down-and-out prince. After so many years, he was only a minister. If he couldn't get up, he might be pulled down at any time.
He felt that he was at a disadvantage because he had a lower family status. He was still a marquis after all.
I can only look for those who are older, have stable official positions, have a certain amount of power, and it doesn't matter if their wives are dead.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Let me help you take care of your marriage."
"Yeah." Yuan Qingping said perfunctorily, not taking it seriously.
After Yuan Qingling returned home, she actually asked Aunt Xi.
Aunt Xi had a venomous tongue, "Your father may not agree with what you are looking for. Your father is selling his daughter. The benefits are not suitable and he will never agree to it. You'd better not bother yourself."
Yuan Qingling really wanted to do this. In this era, marriage is a lifelong matter for a woman, and she cannot divorce if she is not suitable.
The incident of the original owner Yuan Qingling is a good example.
Therefore, she kept the matter of Yuan Qingping in mind.
When Yu Wenhao came back in the evening, she asked: "Do you know any unmarried young men who are humble and sensible?"
Yu Wenhao was on guard, staring at her, "What are you planning? Remember, you are married."
Yuan Qingling laughed and said, "What are you talking about? I make the decision for my girl."
"Your sister? That screen?" Yu Wenhao thought of his pungent sister-in-law.
"What's that screen? Her name is Yuan Qingping." Yuan Qingling rolled her eyes at him.
Yu Wenhao took a sip of tea and asked, "Is she looking for a husband?"
"My father has been helping her find it. He was the Marquis of Huiding before, but now he says he wants to fill houses for those bad old men." Yuan Qingling sighed lightly and held his hand, "You said that a woman is married for life.
The thing is, my own marriage is going well, and I always hope that other women will do the same."
When Yu Wenhao heard this, he was so surprised that he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at her narrowly, "Is your marriage a happy one? Do you think you are married to a happy man? It's good to know that I am good. It's not easy!"
Yuan Qingling came over and kissed him on the cheek with a smile on her face, "Yeah, didn't I say that?"
Yu Wenhao was very impressed. He hugged her hard and kissed her several times, "Say it more times, I like to hear it."
"As you wish, as you wish, as you wish!" Alas, it's so difficult to ask for help from others. "Then do you have a suitable candidate?"
Yu Wenhao hugged her and said with a smile: "What other suitable candidate is there? Isn't Gu Si just fine?"
"Gu Si?" Yuan Qingling was startled, then shook her head, "I'm afraid it won't work, Gu Si doesn't like my sister very much."
"How do you say it?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "That time when the city gate porridge shed collapsed, my sister and I met Gu Si. My sister talked to Gu Si, but Gu Si left without even paying attention. Not to mention how disgusting it was to just follow him.
You can see it from the back.”
Yu Wenhao was surprised, "Is there such a thing?"
Could it be that Gu Si was lying last time when he said he had a crush on Yuan Qingping?
Then why does this guy drink so much? Who does he have a crush on?