Lin Wei was speechless for a long time. He was over half a hundred years old, and he was the only one under his knees. Moreover, Lin Buxian had been filial and clever since he was a child. +++ Popular Tanmei novel: lightnovelpub.net If this were not the case, Lin Wei would not be willing to resist the huge pressure of the clan elders and rejected the proposal of adoptive son, insisting to hand over the family business of Nuo Da to a female stream.

In everyone's eyes, Master Lin's decision is no different from surrendering all the family properties, but Master Lin's thoughts are the same as all the benevolent fathers in the world. He doesn't want his daughter to be a little wronged.

No matter what happens in the future, his daughter has the entire Lin Mansion as a dowry, and she has enough confidence in her husband's house.

If circumstances permit, how could Lin Wei be willing to marry the pearl in his palm to someone who is not a protégé, who is not enterprising, and has a bad track.

Master Lin let out another long sigh, leaning slightly on the chair, oldness and exhaustion appeared on his young-looking face.

Lin Wei looked at Li Qingshan and said in a low voice: "Qingshan, you and I have known each other for many years. I have spoken out in front of you. I think you know better than me what the court looks like now... The Lin family is tired and rich for three generations, and has come to this day. At this step, the size of the stall has gradually gotten out of control. In addition to distressing this daughter, I also passed on the family business to her based on this point. If she were a man... Our Lin family would not be far from Man Men Chao Zhan, this After a few years of age, my mood is different from when I was young. There is no child under my knees. Perhaps this is the best arrangement of heaven. As the saying goes, the water overflows when the water is full, and the moon is full. You know this truth better than me. If it weren't for me, Lin The mansion has been low-key for many years and has established good relationships. There are two generations of plaques and bronze tripods blessed by the imperial emperor. Now it is impossible to live so peacefully. To say that you are unhappy, choose to be your son and daughter's relatives. First, yes. Our two families have a fateful friendship, and the younger siblings are generous and decent, and they will definitely not treat my four daughters badly in the future. Besides...I also like your Royal Highness Ning behind your back. How much your Majesty has treated His Highness Ning over the years. Pampering, everyone in the world knows, I hope to facilitate this marriage, your majesty sees that the love of His Majesty King Ning can spare us a few more years in the Lin Mansion. I don’t care about my funeral, except Remember this daughter. Although Yuan'er is a late bloomer, after all, it is the one I saw when I was a child. As long as he doesn't do anything to abandon the chaff, I can't control much of the rest."

Sleekness is one of the necessary skills of a businessman. Although Master Lin is different from ordinary copper-smelly merchants, he is also an exquisite, angry-faced character. He can say such a thing with heart and soul, which shows how helpless he is.

Li Qingshan also understands this truth, and he can empathize with Lin Wei's feelings.

Li Qingshan slowly got up, arched his hand towards Lin Wei, and said, "Brother Lin, please rest assured, as long as our husband and wife are alive, we will never let the virtuous and wives suffer a little bit of grievance, even if one day I am gone, I will die. I will also call the unfilial son to the sick bed and tell him well."

With Li Qingshan’s assurance, Lin Wei finally had a smile on his face. He held Li Qingshan and said, "Why is Qingshan like this? I can trust your character. Under such a family tradition, Yuan'er's nature (sexual xing) ) Must also be innocent, but it's just a late bloomer, and it's just fun."

"Hey, don't mention that wicked obstacle. A few months ago, I blamed him heavily. He actually learned to fight me. A few days ago, I saw him playing with a fan reluctantly, and there was a sloppy poem on the fan. What to write "Others laughed at me too crazy, I laughed at others who couldn't see through." Look, look...what is this not open confrontation? If you don't want to make progress, he is justified!"

Lin Wei stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Leave aside the meaning, it's a good poem. If you can make such a wonderful sentence, I must have no worries about the next big exam."

Lin Wei and Li Qingshan had a close conversation in the study for another hour. Li Qingshan personally sent Lin Wei into the carriage. Lin Wei's look (color) was better than before. I don't know how much, and the details of this marriage must have been finalized.

Back to Lin Mansion, when it was time for dinner, it was rare for a family of three to sit together, but the dinner table was quiet and quiet. Although the Lin family was a merchant family, there were many rules in the family. One of them was: no food, no words. .

Master Lin saw that his wife and daughter had almost used them, so he put down the chopsticks. The moment Lin Wei put down the chopsticks, Mrs. Lin and Miss Lin Si both put down the chopsticks.

The second rule of Lin's house: if the owner puts chopsticks, he stops eating.

The maids brought water basins, net cloths, spittoons, and mouthwash in an orderly manner. A family of three gargles, washed their hands, and the food on the table was removed by the maids and put three cups of tea.

Master Lin took a sip from his teacup and said, "Xian'er, come with dad to the study. I have something to tell you."

"Yes, father."

The father and daughter came to the study. After Master Lin sat down at the book case, Lin Buxian stood in front of the book case, bowing his head and shoulders, and said nothing.

"sit down."

"Thank you father."

Lin Buxian moved the stool and sat down. Master Lin paused for a while and continued, "Is...your mother told you about it?"

"Yes."

"This matter, do you think of a countermeasure?"

A trace of melancholy crossed Lin Buxian's heart, but she was soon suppressed. A daughter’s discussion about this kind of matter made her feel helpless and ashamed, but she also understood that her father’s question was definitely not to embarrass herself. She is different from an ordinary daughter's family, supporting the Lin Mansion's large family business, and she is not allowed to live with the thinking of an ordinary woman.

Lin Buxian thought about it and replied: "It is impossible for a daughter to marry a concubine in another's house. If the spy's news is accurate, Zhong Xiaoting and Shangshufu must have come prepared, no It's easy to deal with. But they should also be afraid that they will be able to control the news well. The daughter thinks...In this case, it is better to treat the person in his own way. Take advantage of the trend and resolve the crisis."

A glimpse of approval flashed in Master Lin's eyes, but he did not say a word of praise. Instead, he continued to ask: "How to resolve it."

"Since they don’t want the Lin Mansion to know that they want to accept their daughter as a concubine, we (gan) pretend not to know. Before they arrive in Los Angeles, the daughter should get married quickly. Went to make enemies for the Lin Mansion."

After Lin Wei listened, he couldn't restrain his smile and nodded slightly.

"For women, marriage is the top priority in life. Are you afraid of wronging yourself?"

"Not wronged." Miss Lin Si's voice was faint, calm to the point of no emotion, but in those deep and pitch-black eyes, there were still ripples that only Miss Lin Si knew.

Are you really not wronged? Maybe... I can't be wronged.

Master Lin sighed softly, with mixed feelings in his heart, but even the father-daughter (guanguan) line was separated from men and women. The people of Yan State, regardless of class, were extremely reserved and feudal.

Miss Lin Si has grown up (cheng), even if Master Lin has the heart of an old father, she can't speak too emotionally.

"Yes, your idea coincides with being a father. It seems that you have grown a lot these days."

"Thank you father."

"This candidate has already been chosen for your father."

The catkin that Miss Lin Si put on her knees still twitched, her slender fingers twisted the material of the twirled skirt, and she still calmly replied, "Please follow my father's arrangement."

After that, Master Lin told Lin Buxian about what happened to the prefect and his party today, and said, "Although Li Yuan is a bit stubborn, the two families of Lin and Li have a family relationship (guan), and... Li Zhifu has already agreed. Let Li Yuan join the Lin family. In the future, the children you give birth will follow the mother’s surname. After the wedding, Li Yuan will move to the Lin House.

Master Lin took the initiative to explain: "The Lin Mansion had a life-saving grace to the Li family. Li Yuan was not a protagonist, and on weekdays... hey. The Li Zhifu originally wanted you to marry, perhaps because of this kindness. In the end, I changed my mind. So, after marriage, you are the mistress of the house, and Li Yuan is the son-in-law. Even if he does anything wrong, he definitely can’t wrong you. Moreover, there is King Ning sitting behind Li’s mansion, using his power to deal with Shangshu. The mansion and the forces behind it are the most suitable. Li Zhifu has ordered Pegasus to send out a handwritten script, so that His Highness King Ning will go to Luoyang soon to be your master. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

"The daughter obeyed the father's arrangement."

"Go..."

"Yes."

It came to June 11 in a blink of an eye. Today is Yun'an's birthday, and also her first birthday in Parallel Time. After this birthday, Yun'an will be 23 years old.

After nearly a month of hard work, Yun'an finally earned enough silver to redeem his saber. With a few days before the late payment fee was charged, Yun'an decided to have a good birthday for himself.

She can't afford to go to Qibaolou, but she can still have a good meal in the restaurant. Passing by a hidden corner, Yun An took out all the silver money in the space. A small silver cake was her income this month, and the remaining few copper plates were for Yun An's plan to go out and buy necessities. At the same time, Yun'an also had an extra baggage in his hand, which contained the (dry gan) food he bought last time.

Yunan intends to give these (dry gan) grains to beggars. After all, he goes with him for a "grant rich, don’t forget each other." After eating, he redeem the sword from the pawnshop, and then use the remaining money to buy some clothes. And new (dry gan) food, leaving Los Angeles early tomorrow morning.

When he arrived at the beggar's place, Yunan yelled: "I've eaten!" A group of beggars walked out of the alley one after another. Yunan opened the bag: "There are more than 30 pancakes here. Please divide it. Today, please share it. I have my birthday, can you say happy birthday to me?"

The beggars rushed up, and Yun'an's (dry gan) grain was robbed. While biting the cake, they vaguely said to Yun'an: "Happy birthday." Although they thought this sentence was strange.

Yun'an smiled and was about to leave. He saw a group of children in a pile of clothes standing not far away. The eldest of them was only thirteen or four years old. The younger ones were not yet Yun'an High thighs.

Yun'an frowned, and there was no curfew in the night singing and dancing in Los Angeles. Why did so many beggars even have children here?

Yun An felt uncomfortable, and shouted to them: "Wait!" After speaking, he walked around in an unmanned alley and took out a bouquet of colorful sugar **** from the space.

This is a kind of medicine studied in the laboratory, which can completely kill the parasites in the body. In ancient times, there was no water purification process and it was easy to eat insect eggs by mistake. A jar of insecticide was stuffed in the gap (强qiang).

The taste is similar to jelly beans, sweet.

Yun'an held the jelly beans and walked to the group of children, distributed the jelly beans to their hands, and (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the head of the youngest child, and said, "Eat it, sweet."