"Thank you. I have decided to take the person back first." Jin Nazha smiled, "My little brother also said that as long as he has a child, he will definitely not avoid me! So, I must
Go back early and work hard to have a baby!"
Jin Nazha came and left happily, leaving a string of shocking words before leaving the Lu family with her men.
"Are the folk customs of the Jin Kingdom so open?" Lu Donglin was a little overwhelmed by having a child and talking about it so happily in front of so many people. This princess of the Jin Kingdom is really, very tough.
"Brother Guan Lang, save me~save me!" The big guys were dragged away, and the voice still came in faintly.
"I can only hope that he will be happy." Lu Ziyuan laughed so hard that she leaned on the table. "It seems that Jin Nazha's little brother told her a lot of things after he returned home last night."
"Mom, you still say that this is not good for me and that is not good? Look, she is still a princess, and she also has a prosperous temperament~" Lu He squinted his eyes while drinking the porridge and smiled, "Why sum up?"
I said this is not allowed and that is not allowed? It’s great to be like the Princess of the Kingdom of Jin. You can do whatever you like.”
"You little girl, you are just thinking about all this nonsense. Mother told you that you are not allowed to imitate that princess! You don't look like a girl at all!" Ge Rui hugged her son and taught Sister He a lesson.
Lu He curled his lips in displeasure and refused to answer. After drinking the porridge, he urged Lu Banxia to hurry up. He didn't know what the two of them were discussing about what to do for dinner.
After the meal, Lu Ziyuan and Lian Guanlang took the gift to visit Du Mansion. Lord Du seemed to know that the two would go to see him. When the doorman saw the person, he directly invited him to Lord Du's study, and Lord Du
In the study room, I was holding my pen with great interest, not knowing whether I was painting or practicing calligraphy.
"Haha, you two are here? Madam Lian, come here to advise me, how are you doing in my painting?" Lu Ziyuan is a first-grade imperial concubine, and although Mr. Du has been promoted, he is only a third-grade official.
Naturally, he calls himself a lower official in front of Lu Ziyuan.
"Master Du is a famous talent in the capital, so this painting is naturally good." Lu Ziyuan took a look and saw that the painting on the paper was a plum blossom, but the painting was very delicate, giving people a sense of beauty that Ling Han was blooming alone.
"It's ridiculous!" Mr. Du was so proud that he put down his pen and said with a smile, "You two came here early in the morning and asked me to calculate on your fingers what happened?"
"When did Mr. Du change his career to become a fortune teller? Mr. Du is a fortune-teller, and it opened our eyes to my husband and me." Lu Ziyuan was not polite. Anyway, Mr. Du is not the kind of official who sticks to the rules. If you don't know this person well, you would think that
He is a very rigorous person. After getting to know him well, he discovered that in private, Mr. Du is an easy-going person, a bit like a person who dances poetry and prose.
"I guess you are here to ask me about the opportunity. Am I right?" In the cold winter, Mr. Du casually picked up the folding fan on the desk and started fanning it without fear of catching cold.
Lian Guanlang chuckled, "Master Du can indeed set up a fortune-telling stall on the street. This calculation will be accurate. I hope Master Du will give you some advice."
"I would never pay attention to ordinary people, but Brother Guan Lang is the savior of our Du family after all, so Du should be generous." Mr. Du paused, looked at the two people with expectant eyes, and said lightly
Laughing, "If the emperor knew that you and your wife were so anxious to get rid of your official positions and leave the capital, you would definitely slap the table with anger. If others knew about it, they would definitely call you fools. Lian Guanlang, although the emperor did not give you real power, but in the end,
Fourth-grade official, Mrs. Lian is a first-grade imperial wife. If you resign, you will be nothing. Are you really willing to leave?"
"Mr. Du, are you making fun of me and my husband? My husband and I are not meant to be officials. We stayed in the capital for one more day, and we didn't know when someone would dig holes in the road ahead, but we were still enjoying ourselves.
They are jumping in holding hands, so not only are they reluctant to leave, but they can’t wait to leave." Lu Ziwan smiled.