Rebirth of the Noble Daughter

Saying something is the same as not saying it, and there is still a glimmer of life if no one is named.

"Hehe, what the father-in-law said is true."

"Okay, the servant girl will leave first, and come to ask for a glass of wedding wine on the day of the princess's wedding with the son of your family."

"Definitely, Eunuch, go slowly."

After the father-in-law left, Wen Jingsong staggered a few steps, and Wen Mengsheng next to him stepped forward to support his trembling body, and said worriedly.

"Father, save me. If he really becomes Princess Changlin's son-in-law, wouldn't his son's future be ruined? Besides, the princess's age, no matter how old she is, is enough to be my mother. I want to go into the mansion. To be the son-in-law of Nao Shizi, my son would rather die."

When death was mentioned, Wen Jingsong's pupils trembled, and he took Wen Mengsheng's hand and cursed angrily.

"Huang Kou'er, you are going to die just now when you encounter such a little thing, how can you take care of Wen's family in the future?"

Wen Xinglu didn't speak, but when he looked at Wen Jingsong, there was a pleading in his eyes.

Unlike Wen Yuwei, this nephew is something he really cares about. In terms of ability and talent, he is a bit better than his son. This time, Chun Wei is expected to be in the top three, but now...

"You two don't need to be anxious. Since the princess has not yet stated who is the son-in-law, there is still room for maneuver in this matter. For my father, I will discuss it with the Duke of the country before making any plans."

"Father, I'll go with you!" Wen Mengsheng said anxiously.

Princess Changlin, the God of Plague, knew that he would hide at home on Lantern Festival Eve. Why did he show his face in front of her?

"No, you can rest at home when you are traveling together, and we will talk about it when I come back."

After finishing speaking, he handed over the hot-handed imperial decree to the housekeeper, ordered him to put it away, and went to the Duke of Wei's mansion by himself.

At this moment, Wen Mengsheng finally understood the meaning of Princess Changlin's words last night. It's not going well now, his cousin relationship with Wen Xinglu is already in jeopardy, and the two looked at each other with wariness in their eyes.

Duke of Wei.

When Wen Jingsong was taken to the study by his servants, he happened to meet Mr. Liang who came to discuss the final details of the marriage with the Wei family.

At this moment, Wen Jingsong didn't care about his face, and knelt down in front of Wei Guogong in front of Wei Family Dalang and Master Liang, and begged tearfully, "Guo Gong, help me."

Wei Jia Dalang and Master Liang were both a little shocked. They didn't know what happened, but Wei Guogong calmly picked up the teacup at hand and stirred the tea leaves inside bit by bit.

"What does Mr. Wen mean? What can my father save you?"

"Your Majesty Wei doesn't know that His Majesty married my son Lang to Princess Changlin. If that's the case, wouldn't his future be ruined?"

It is an iron law that a son-in-law is not allowed to be an official in the court. It is normal for Wen Jingsong to worry about this.

He is only one child below his knees, if he loses the hope of entering the imperial court, he really has no way to survive.

"Father, this..." Wei Jia Dalang and Wen Jingsong are on good terms on weekdays, but now seeing his friend in trouble, naturally he can't stand by and watch, so he wanted to ask him to intercede, but he was interrupted by Wei Guogong .

"Lord Wen, His Majesty's will did not say that the one who gave the marriage is your own son. Isn't there a nephew in the house? The ready-made method is in front of you, why bother to ask this old man?"

Wen Jingsong had a good plan, he didn't want to hurt his own son, but also wanted to keep his nephew. Unfortunately, there is no such good thing in this world, and even if it did, it might not fall on the Wen family's head.

Hearing Wei Guogong's words, Wen Jingsong's heart was mostly cold, "This method is really...my nephew has never introduced him to the Duke of Wei, he is indeed a rare talent..."

He wanted to make another way out for him, but was interrupted by Duke Wei, "You are just afraid that he will hold a grudge against you and retaliate against you, but Mr. Wen, there are not many people in the imperial court. What about the opponent? The old man deserves it, but you can't?"

"It's really... a pity for my nephew's talent and ability to calm down."

"You are soft-hearted. It's a pity that Chaotang Road is not easy to walk. Sometimes you are too soft-hearted and people will step on your feet. The marriage is a great thing for Yu Wen's family. The Ninth Prince is worried that he will not have the opportunity to get close to Princess Changlin Well, if you can persuade your nephew to be the son-in-law well, blow the pillow wind for a long time, so that the eldest princess can join forces with the Ninth Prince, I hereby promise that as long as the Ninth Prince ascends the throne as the emperor, there will be an exception How about allowing him to enter the court as an official, without having to start from that small place, how about joining the cabinet directly?"

Duke Wei didn't persuade him, but he knew that the marriage was imperative.

Compared to Wen Mengsheng, perhaps Wen Xinglu, who wanted to earn a way out, could accomplish this better.

The fish jumps over the dragon's gate, and he becomes rich and honored, all in one thought.

After hearing this, Wen Jingsong knelt down on the ground limply, thinking about the possibility of this matter.

Mr. Liang was sweating coldly while listening, Duke Wei's wrists were really powerful.

The next son looked at the next few dozen sons, and it was really admirable that what was originally a tragedy turned into great news.

Before the water in the teacup bottomed out, Wen Jingsong figured it out. After thanking Duke Wei respectfully, he got up and went back to his home.

"Where were we talking just now?"

"Ah, speaking of..."

In the study, the three of them continued the previous topic, as if Wen Jingsong had never been here before.

But at this moment, the Wen family is experiencing ups and downs.

After Wen Jingsong told Wen Xinglu what Duke Wei said in detail, he saw that he staggered a few times at first, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, with tears of despair in his smile.

He should have known earlier, how his uncle was willing to give up this great future for him, his sister was like this, and so was he.

Wen Mengsheng next to him knew that he had a way out, so he naturally stood with his father, so he "kindly" advised, "Cousin, this method is very good, if you become a son-in-law, it's just a way to hide your strength and bide your time. Your ability will definitely make the princess give up on you, so what will you not get? What's more, the Duke of Wei may have promised that after the success of the Ninth Prince's great cause, you can also serve the country, right?"

"Yes? Then why don't you go?"

"You! The Duke of the State named you by name, so naturally it was you. Cousin, let's accept his fate."

Wen Mengsheng has heard a lot about Princess Changlin's affair, and when he thinks of those male favorites in her backyard, he feels disgusted, how could he wrong him.

If you want not to wrong yourself, you have to wrong others, even if that person is a cousin.

At this point, Wen Xinglu's two lines of tears shed tears, looking into Wen Jingsong's eyes, there was only one last bit of hope, "Uncle, do you think like them?"