After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

These words obviously spoke to Mrs. Lin's heart: "That's the truth."

Lin Wei, who was eavesdropping in the room, secretly thought something was wrong. This was a way to force him to go on a blind date.

Just as he was sweating for himself, Fang's mother intervened next to him.

"I don't think there's any need to rush this matter. It's just the first day the eldest son has come back, and the girls in the capital are praising him to the highest degree."

As soon as these words came out, a proud smile appeared on Mrs. Lin's face. No, it doesn't matter whose grandson it is!

"Although there is no rush, I think we should really prepare early."

Mrs. Lin put down the cattail leaf fan in her hand and said leisurely: "We will hold a banquet tomorrow so that Ah Wei can become familiar with the ladies of various families."

These words hit Zhang Xiuli's heart. In this way, Mrs. He could naturally come to the house to propose marriage.

Otherwise, it would be a bit fanciful for her to bring her daughter Baba to the door.

It just so happened that Zhang Xiuli could take this opportunity to let everyone know that even if she was not Mrs. Gaoming, she still had a strong voice in the Lin Mansion.

No matter what, in everyone's hearts, she was Lin Wei's biological mother. The Qin State valued filial piety, and she had the right to tell who Lin Wei's wife would be in the future.

As for Lin Zhiyu, Zhang Xiuli also wanted to take this opportunity to ruin her marriage to Zhou Zijin!

"Okay, I'll prepare the invitation right now." After achieving her goal, Zhang Xiuli found an excuse and left Mu Cangzhai.

Lin Wei came out of the house: "Grandma."

Mrs. Lin saw that he was hesitant to speak. How could she not know what he wanted to say? She frowned and motioned for Lin Wei to sit down beside her.

"Your two sisters are already married. As a brother, you should be nervous."

"Isn't Zhiyu not married yet?" Lin Wei muttered.

He always felt that Zhang Xiuli was holding back her bad intentions and wanted Mrs. Lin to take back what she just said.

"The wedding date has been set. It's the 19th day of the seventh lunar month. It's only a few days away!" Mrs. Lin scolded her with a hint of fondness.

"A brother of yours is a bachelor and is sending his sister off to get married. Are you going to make people laugh at you?"

Mrs. Lin patted Lin Wei's hand, looking like she had made up her mind.

"Besides, it's not good for you when you're young, and there's no one around you who knows how hot or cold it is. As a grandmother, I'm worried!"

Lin Wei only felt that the word "family love" was like a thousand pounds of weight, pressing on him: "What did grandma say? You are in good health and you will live a long life!"

The matter was a foregone conclusion, and there was no point in talking more. He thought in his mind that he would have to go to the east chamber later and ask his good sister to save him.

Zhang Xiuli was particularly concerned about this matter, and the next day, the so-called banquet was held with great fanfare.

Others don't know it, but the ladies in charge know everything in their hearts.

The capital is such a big place, and there are only so many trivial things in this circle. Who doesn’t know about it?

Reminiscing about old times is false, but seeing Lin Weixiang is true.

After all, he is also the eldest son named Wang Yunjin, or the only child of the Prime Minister's Palace. He has a clean foundation, and is he not a popular person in the dating world?

For a time, the entrance to the Prime Minister's Mansion was very lively.

Just as Bicui said, He Zhifang also came to the door, looking carefully dressed from head to toe.

Zhang Xiuli took a look at He Zhifang from the corner of her eye. Her head was full of pearls, and she looked even more heroic than those ladies. I'm afraid there isn't a lot of money to be made in Dali Temple. If her nephew is transferred to Dali Temple, won't her Zhang family become rich?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiuli put on a flattering smile and welcomed the two of them into the main hall affectionately.

Before tea was served, He Zhifang asked expectantly: "Mrs. Lin, the eldest son is not here today?"

From the moment he walked in, He Zhifang's eyes searched for Lin Wei's figure up and down.

Mrs. He glared: "Girl, what are you talking about!"

Then he turned to Zhang Xiuli with a polite smile on his face: "Just kidding, my daughter, I heard that Mr. Lin is very skilled and has made many achievements, so I am curious."

"What's the point?" Zhang Xiuli took Mrs. He's hand, "My son is with the old lady now, I will ask someone to call him."

"There's no rush, no rush. I'm also thinking that you and I have a close relationship, and since the two children are old enough, I just want to meet each other."

Mrs. He just clicked and stopped.

How could Zhang Xiuli not know what she was thinking: "Yes, I also think it's time to get ready. Miss He is naturally beautiful and her character is impeccable. I like her very much."

Everyone said that He Zhifang and Mrs. He were very similar, and this flattery was definitely on point.

Mrs. He's smile was finally no longer as polite as before, but filled with genuine happiness.

While they were talking, Bicui came over hurriedly and whispered a few words in Zhang Xiuli's ear.

"Mrs. He, I have something to do over there, so I'll excuse you for now." Zhang Xiuli smiled apologetically.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Xiuli and Bicui looked at each other and hurried to the west wing.

He Zhifang asked strangely: "Didn't you say you want to find the eldest son? Why are you going to the West Wing?"

Could it be that Lin Wei was in the plum garden behind the west wing?

After Zhang Xiuli left, Mrs. He grabbed He Zhifang, who was eager to give it a try: "Why are you in a hurry? Sit down for me first."

He Zhifang curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? If someone takes the lead, won't I have no chance?"

"Look at how worthless you are!" Mrs. He's face darkened. "Do you really think you're here?"

Before, his daughter would not marry Zhou Zijin, but she was intercepted by Lin Zhiyu. Now she finally got a satisfactory one. How could Mrs. He give her up to someone else?

"Listen to me." She pulled He Zhifang aside and whispered.

"Lin Wei just injured your uncle some time ago. This is all owed to us. You also know that your father has the most protective temper. If it weren't for your marriage, he would have stripped Lin Wei down. Skin!"

Seeing He Zhifang's absent-minded look, she slapped her hand lightly: "You have to remember what I'm going to say next. When you get to Meiyuan, put your little temper behind you and don't fight with others. conflict."

"No matter what, the first impression is important. Aunt Zhang and I can speak for you later. I have heard about Lin Wei's temper. If you have a bad impression, the rest of the matter will be ruined. .”

He Zhifang nodded and said, "I know everything."

"You know what the heck." Mrs. He stuffed her with a sachet, "Give this to him when the time comes, and I'll make sure he won't forget you."

There is something mixed in this sachet that will make people sick. It is considered a very small amount of poison.

Lin Wei holds this sachet, and when he meets He Zhifang, who smells similar to the scent in the sachet, he will be obsessed with her and will not marry her.

"My daughter understands." He Zhifang understood, straightened her bun, and went to the plum garden happily.

Mrs. He watched her back disappear into the crowd and couldn't help but sigh.