The government assigns a daughter-in-law, which needs to be chosen?

Chapter 218 Conglong
"Emperor Wu died?"

Lin Fan was a little surprised when he heard the news.

This old man, whom he had never met before, planned to propose marriage to him after a while.

But he hasn't gone yet, but he left first.

"Well, the royal family has issued an edict to the world, and now they are arranging for the emperor's grandson to ascend the throne."

Sword Spirit nodded and answered.

She is in charge of the family's intelligence system, so these things can't be mistaken.

"I didn't expect it to be so sudden. Kui'er will be sad this time."

Lin Fan couldn't help feeling emotional.

One thing to say, he didn't have any feelings for Emperor Wu whom he had never met before.

But this is not the case for my own princess daughter-in-law.

"Let's go to mourning in these two days."

Lin Fan said with emotion, the father-in-law is gone, so the son-in-law will naturally have to pass.

But the sword spirit shook his head: "Hao'er is in Chuyue, it is not suitable for you to go to mourn the funeral. Sister Solanum also sent a letter asking you not to go there and arrange a banquet for the eldest son in the family, but she can't come this time."

"Is that so?"

Lin Fan frowned slightly.

He is not interested in feudal superstition, but he cannot represent others.

"Well, this kind of conflicting thing, if you do it hard, it's not good for each other, and the royal family has a lot of rules, even if you don't care, they will care..."

Sword Spirit understood his man, and explained gently.

"Okay, I'll write a letter to Kui'er myself later, and you will arrange for the fastest carrier pigeon to deliver it."

Lin Fan sighed and didn't insist.

"Well, it should be."

Seeing this, Jian Ling felt relieved.

Lin Fan didn't dawdle, ordered his servants to prepare paper and pens, and started writing.

He does not have a high level of education, and he is not proficient in classical Chinese, but the vernacular can better express his inner feelings, and he will not be affected by this.

The carrier pigeon flew out quickly, and went to Zhongdu with the letter to bring love to his daughter-in-law.

"Master, there are many people outside the door, saying they want to see you."

The old butler came to report.

"Well, let them go to the living room first, and I will go there later."

Lin Fan withdrew his thoughts when he heard the words, nodded and replied.

"Yes!"

The old butler respectfully took the order and left.

"Ling'er, you can accompany me to meet these people."

Lin Fan opened his mouth and said, he already guessed the general situation in his heart.

"it is good."

Sword Spirit obediently nodded in agreement.

Outside the gate of the manor.

A large crowd gathered.

These people are all well-known figures in the secluded world, and they also have inheritance disciples around them.

The reclusive celebrities are very stable, standing outside the door to rest behind closed doors, waiting for the summon of the owner of the manor.

But the young inheritance disciples are not so steady, or restless.

When they saw the tiger lying on the door, they all exclaimed and discussed for a while.

Tiger guards the door.

This is more deterrent than any number of watchdogs.

And enough to line up.

As for the stone statue, it shouldn't be too far behind, there is no comparison at all.

"He can tame a ferocious tiger to watch the gate. The owner of this house is really a strange person!"

Some young people couldn't help admiring.

And some young people who claimed to have seen the world laughed and said: "What is this? Even the mighty Bailian leader has been planted in the hands of Shen Linhou, and the mere worm guards the door. Isn't it normal?"

Marquis of Shenlin is Lin Fan's title, a hereditary Marquis.

In the future, his eldest son can inherit his title.

Now the world's address for Lin Fan has changed from the owner of the villa to the Lord Hou to show his dignity.

"Shen Linhou is indeed powerful, but your tone seems to think that there is nothing wrong with the big bug guarding the door. Why don't you tame one of them and let me open my eyes?"

A young man said with a light smile, when young people gather together, naturally they will not accept anyone else.

"Hehe, according to what you mean, I don't think the sword is sharp enough, so I have to learn how to forge a sword?"

The young man who kept his eyes on the world sneered back, obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"You hardcore concepts!"

The young man who spoke was dissatisfied.

As for this kind of dissatisfied person, a young man who has seen the world will naturally not be used to it.

The two sides are coming and going, with their sleeves rolled up behind them, as if they are going to do something.

But before he could do anything, he was scolded by his old man.

"Everyone be quieter, what's the point of being noisy?"

These elders are still very dignified, and the young people calm down instantly.

"Everyone, our master is here to invite you."

The old housekeeper who had been ordered came out soon and led them in.

Waiting for the living room.

Those who arrive are seated in sequence.

The maid quickly brought tea, and the way of hospitality was impeccable.

Lin Fan didn't keep them waiting, and soon came with the sword spirit.

"It's been a long time, seniors, how are you doing recently?"

Lin Fan greeted with a smile, without putting on airs.

"I'm sorry for Lin Hou's concern. I've been doing well recently. Don't take the liberty of bothering me."

The famous hermits who arrived didn't dare to put on airs, they stood up one after another and answered with clapping hands.

"Sit, all sit, you don't need to be polite."

Lin Fan showed a friendly smile, and sat in the first place with Sword Spirit.

"Seniors, you shouldn't just come here to celebrate my son, right?"

Lin Fan didn't beat around the bush, just straight to the point.

Although these reclusive celebrities are old, they were all people in the Jianghu back then, and they were all bold and forthright.

At this time, there was no ink on the words, and he directly expressed his intentions.

"Master Hou, it's very simple for me to come here. It's just that the situation is changing and I want to seek shelter from you."

The famous hermits looked at each other, and the previous peerless master, the old man Sihai, spoke on behalf of him.

Said to seek asylum.

In fact, he wanted to bet on Lin Fan and do something big with Lin Fan.

Now that they are all old, they no longer want to be themselves, but to leave a legacy for future generations.

When Emperor Taizu of Dalong rebelled, there was such a group of ministers who followed the dragon.

The ancestors did it,

Of course they did.

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he was muttering inwardly.

Dao Batian, the father-in-law, what did he say to these famous people in the world? The situation in the world has just changed, and the other party is anxious to follow the dragon.

At this moment, he really didn't think about rebelling.

After all, the current royal family is the natal family of his own daughter-in-law, and the emperor who is about to ascend the throne, so he has to be called uncle.

Uncle against his little nephew?

This can't work, can it?
"Everyone, seeking asylum is not a problem, but the current situation is not yet open, so don't act too hastily."

Lin Fan couldn't keep people out of his father-in-law's pimp, so he replied tactfully.

"It's natural!"

The reclusive celebrities all cupped their hands, all with bright smiles on their faces.

have to,
This is a misunderstanding.

But there is no way, Lin Fan's writing skills are limited, and he can't make so many twists and turns.

The two sides reached a "consensus", and the following chat was naturally very pleasant.

The young man couldn't speak, so he could only accompany him by the side.

Seeing that their age is similar to their own, but they can give advice to their grandparents, they are all very envious and yearn for it, and their fighting spirit is unprecedentedly high.

After a chat, it was already afternoon before we knew it.

During the period, Sword Spirit did not speak, as long as there is someone who can make decisions in the family.

Just write down all the words that everyone said, and help analyze it later.

"Seniors, it's time for dinner. Sword Spirit has arranged for someone to prepare the dinner. Everyone move to the living room. Let's chat while eating."

As the mistress of the sword spirit, the daily affairs are naturally arranged.

"Thank you ma'am."

Everyone had no objection to this, they stood up to thank them and went to the banquet hall.

The food was well prepared, and the guests ate very happily, after all, they got what they wanted.

It changes day by day.

That's when they took off from the dragon.

With the presence of King Zhenbei, Lin Fan's unfathomable strength, and the wealth in charge of the Dan Pavilion in the world, they didn't think it would be difficult to make things happen.

The famous hermit who arrived left satisfied, and Lin Fan was also a little drunk.

These celebrities are all martial arts masters, and with the addition of alcohol battlefields, they are all at the level of wine barrels.

Even with Lin Fan's physique, he couldn't hold on to several large barrels of advanced aging.

But when the guests left, he used his energy and blood power to digest it directly.

"Husband, have some hot soup."

Sword Spirit carefully prepared the hot soup, and gently served it to him.

"Well, I have a daughter-in-law."

Lin Fan took the hot soup with a smile, and got bored in one mouthful.

After drinking the warm clear soup, Lin Fan felt much better.

"how is the taste?"

Sword Spirit asked with a smile.

Lin Fan nodded: "The taste is very good, and the heat is well controlled, it's because I put my mind into it."

As a full-level master chef, it is natural to have a good taste.

The sword spirit smiled again: "Xiaoqing specially prepared this for you, in case you hurt your stomach after drinking."

"Xiaoqing prepared it for me?"

Lin Fan paused when he put the bowl down.

Sword Spirit had a smirk: "This is not normal. After all, Xiaoqing follows the custom, but your servant girl naturally has her heart tied to you."

"Your ass itches, doesn't it?"

Lin Fan squinted at the past when he heard the words.

The sword spirit said seriously: "I'm not joking, Xiaoqing is destined to be your person, if you don't want her, she can only guard her forever and miss you forever."

"you···"

Lin Fan didn't like this kind of association very much, and insisted on deciding other people's fate.

But Sword Spirit didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted: "You can tell Xiaoqing yourself."

Lin Fan heard the words and looked towards the door.

outside the door,

At some point, there was an extra depressed person.

(End of this chapter)