Kyoto, Yuan family, ancestral hall.

A middle-aged man with a wealthy appearance was kneeling in front of the tablets of the ancestors, folded his hands together, praying to the ancestors.

"The ancestors are here, and I am Yuan Xianrong, the seventh head of the Yuan family. Although our Yuan family is rich, it has been passed down from generation to generation. From beginning to end, there has never been a scholar in our Yuan family.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, our Yuan family is rich and honorable, no one of them is ridiculing us behind their backs and has nothing but money!

Nowadays, my son is rich and has reached the age of being able to get fame and fortune. Moreover, he has been very studious since he was a child. He knows all the characters in the world at the age of seven, recites all the books of Li Kingdom at the age of ten, and is even known as a talented man in Kyoto at the age of twelve. He has great hope of getting fame and fortune!

By then, no one dares to laugh at our Yuan family as uneducated people.

I hope that our ancestors will bless you and that wealth can be obtained in the spring imperial examinations and gain a sigh of relief for our Yuan family."

After speaking,

Yuan Xianrong picked up the incense beside him, lit it and prayed for a while.

"By the way, there is another thing I want to ask my ancestors. Now my son is rich and noble, and I hope his ancestors will bless my son to get married as soon as possible, so I can find some to hold my grandson!"

After saying that, Yuan Xianrong bowed his sincere head and stood up and left.

This has been a month in a row in the ancestral hall, just for these two things that parents will definitely worry about.

The future of the child and the ability to marry a good wife and mother.

However, Yuan Xianrong still has some selfish intentions in this regard, because if Fugui can get a fame and fortune, he can even walk around in Kyoto City. He is rich and educated, so he has such a bright face!

No matter how bad it is, you don’t have to worry about wealth. The family’s money will be enough for him to spend several lifetimes.

However, finding him a good wife and mother with a good match is the top priority at present. After all, I am in a hurry to hold my grandson!

After a moment,

Yuan Xianrong came to the high hall and sat in the position of the head of the family.

He picked up the tea next to him, took a sip, looked out of the house and muttered: "Why has this fierce woman not come back yet? It's already this time."

Just finished speaking,

A middle-aged woman came in outside the door, carrying a trace of snow on her body, holding several portraits in her hand, and walked in happily.

"Master, I'm back."

The middle-aged woman hurriedly walked in. The maid next to her quickly called her up and took care of the snow on her body. This person was officially Yuan Xianrong's wife Yang Lan.

"Hurry, give your wife a bowl of ginger soup." Yuan Xianrong quickly got up, stepped forward to greet her, and ordered his servants. Then he continued to ask with a smile on his face, "Madam, have you found a suitable one?"

I saw her nodding meaningfully and caressing the portrait in her arms.

Seeing this, Yuan Xianrong was very satisfied, and his wife was really relieved to do things.

"Where is our son?" Yang Lan looked around and found no sign of Fugui.

"I guess I'm back soon." Yuan Xianrong said, looking outside the door.

Sure enough, Yang Lan just arrived before Fugui came back.

Seeing that Fugui was covered in snow, Yang Lan quickly put down the portrait in her hand, ran to Fugui, and cleaned up the snow for him.

"Mom, you don't have to do this, I've grown up."

Yuan Fugui was speechless. He had lived for two lifetimes. The combined age was probably older than everyone here. You would make others think I was a mama boy!

"What nonsense is that you have always been a child in your eyes." Yang Lan continued to say after finishing up Fugui's sorting out: "Fugui, sit aside, Mom has something to tell you."

Hearing the words,

Fugui didn't think much about it and slowly sat on the chair beside him. The people were very conscious and immediately lifted the stove up to keep the room warm.

The ginger soup was also delivered, but Yang Lan did not drink it, but gave it to Fugui first.

Seeing that everything was ready, Yang Lan and Yuan Xianrong looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Sudden,

Yang Lan picked up the portrait beside her and said, "We are rich and noble, you are not young anymore. He was only 16 years old when your father married her. We also went through a lot of hardships to have you, so you should consider getting married."

Say this,

Yuan Fugui knew what was going on. It turned out that he wanted to introduce himself to a partner.

He was helpless. Although he was single in his previous life and had never found a girlfriend, his thoughts were super positive. He would not want to experience the happiness between men and women just because he was reborn.

He pays attention to letting things go naturally, not to mention that there will be no one in this world who understands me, and he will not be happy even if he gets married!

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Fugui showed an impatient expression on his face.

Seeing this, Yang Lan naturally knew that he was very reluctant, but you don’t understand the hearts of all parents in the world without being a parent.

"Wealthy, don't be impatient. The women I've found for you today are all beautiful, well-educated, and they all come from famous families."

"Look at this girl, her ancestors were royal relatives. Although no one in her family is an official in the current dynasty, she still has a royal relationship."

"Fugui, what do you think?"

After speaking, Yang Lan hung the portrait in her hand and unfolded it, and a portrait of a woman appeared in front of her.

Whether it is in terms of body shape or face shape, they are the best choice and the conditions are good. Compared with their own wealthy industry, they are the ones who are well-known.

Fugui didn't say anything, Yang Lan saw it and continued, "Don't like it?"

"It's okay, let's continue to look at the next one."

As he said that, he put away the portrait just now and showed a new portrait.

"This girl is named Qiao Fengluo. Although she is not as slender as the first one in her figure, she is very fleshy. In our country, slightly fat women are more popular than those slim ones."

"How is it? Have you ever fallen in love with it?" Yang Lan said, winked at Fugui.

But Fugui really had no intention of getting married at this time. He supported the table with his hands and covered his forehead and shook his head wildly.

"Ah? Not OK?"

"Look at this again. Sun Ru, the second daughter of General Sun's family in Kyoto, is said to have been practicing martial arts by General Sun since she was a child. She is both in figure and appearance. Do you consider the wealth of women of this style?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a portrait of a handsome figure as Mulan appeared in front of everyone.

Fugui was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Yuan Xianrong intercepted him!

"No! My son must not marry this woman. Fugui is a scholar. If he marrys the general's daughter, he will definitely be suppressed by the time he is not allowed to agree!"

I can't stand in front of you. Do you still want our son to be suppressed?

Don't agree! Don't agree!

After saying that, Fugui nodded with an agreement on his face.

But Yang Lan was not happy, turned to look at Yuan Xianrong, looked at him with a fierce look on his face and said, "Okay, Yuan Xianrong, why do I feel that you are slandering and slandering me?"

"Do you think I am usually fierce and want to change my wife? It doesn't matter. I will take you a concubine, as long as you speak."

Yuan Xianrong was shocked, felt his wife's murderous aura, and his eyes quickly avoided.

Taking a concubine?

Unless she was desperate, the damn Yang Lan pretended to be very weak, and she swore in front of her father that she would never take a concubine in this life and only loved Yang Lan. But unexpectedly, after marrying her, she turned out to be a fake!

Although Yuan Xianrong said that she was a fierce woman, she didn't know how much she liked her. Who would tell him to be so good?

Yang Lan was so tightly controlled by his wife, she was so strict with her!

"How is that possible? Madam, don't get me wrong. I just think that our son should find a good family. It's better for the other party to be a scholarly family. It's too rude to practice martial arts." Yuan Xianrong explained.

"Is that true? I originally planned to reward you well at night, so if you say that, then forget it." Yang Lan said.

Yuan Xianrong smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the topic: "Madam, we are discussing lifelong affairs for Fugui now, don't go off topic."

After saying that, Yuan Xianrong took a look at Fugui with a meaningful look...

Son, I have tried my best, who told us that your mother is the person who is the one who is involved!

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Chapter completed!