After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade him anymore.

Wang Yun's face darkened all of a sudden.

The barracks fell silent.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, Liu Wen wanted to laugh, but it was too inappropriate to laugh, and almost hurt internally, "This...you have to ask the prime minister if he agrees."

Wei Ting looked at Wang Yun tremblingly. Even if he fought his back, he was not so nervous when he was about to die. His palms were sweating unconsciously. The sweat was wet and salty, piercing the unhealed wound on his palm, and the sting was painful, but he Did not care.

Xu Shi Wang Yun's attitude just now was really amiable, and he would not hesitate to praise him in various ways on weekdays, which made him feel a little daring for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Even he himself felt that he was too impulsive to mention it.

Obtaining parents' consent is equivalent to proposing marriage. In any case, you should use three media and six employments, and use your savings from the first half of your life to let the other party's parents see your sincerity.

Wei Ting swallowed, and under Wang Yun's deathly gaze, he trembled and said incoherently, "Prime Minister, I, this is not a marriage proposal, I just want..."

"Want to tell me that you want to marry my daughter?" Wang Yun continued with a dark face.

Wei Ting was flustered in his heart, as if he didn't know what to say, it was not appropriate.

Wang Yun snorted coldly, and left the tent with a flick of his sleeves.

Only Wei Ting was left who didn't know what to do, and Liu Wen who was watching the fun.

No matter how courageous and resourceful Wei Ting is, it is the first time he likes someone.

Reckless as hell.

He couldn't figure out Wang Yun's attitude, let alone whether his words before leaving Chang'an left any impression on Wang Yinchuan.

He didn't know if she was married, or if she had someone she liked in her heart.

Everything is unknown.

Only Wei Ting's mind is the same as before, and always the same.

Liu Wen smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."

He looked at Wei Ting's nervous look, and said with a smile, "In my opinion, you are probably stable now."

Wang Yun's attitude just now was ambiguous, Wei Ting thought he had said something wrong, and was very annoyed, but Liu Wen's words instantly saved him from the fire.

Wei Ting asked, "Why? The prime minister doesn't seem to like me very much."

Liu Wen stroked his beard, "If the prime minister disagrees, he would have rejected it long ago and shot you to death."

"He has seen all your hard work in the past three years. Moreover, you are the youngest he valued most. He almost treats you like half his son. There is no reason to refuse."

"It's just that, if you say it so suddenly, the identity of that half of the son may disappear in an instant."

Wei Ting showed a little puzzlement.

"After all, there is still a difference between a pig raised at home and a pig that wants to make cabbages."

……

The past has passed by, but Wei Ting still remembers how disadvantaged Daku was against Shang Xiliang.

It is a terrible thing to have no successor and no general who can lead the army.

That means that even if Daku has millions of soldiers, sufficient food and grass, and excellent war preparations, it will be difficult to defeat Xiliang.

As for Thirteen's words, almost immediately brought Wei Ting's most worried matter to the surface.

Daku lacked the talents of generals who could lead troops. Liu Wen was already in his mid-forties and was still guarding the border, while Wang Yun was already ill and was getting old, so he was not fit to go to the battlefield again.Besides these two, who else can take the lead?
The battles in the court are all intrigues of civil officials, fighting with each other, and when encountering a war, there is nothing they can do.