green bamboo dream

If you don’t agree with the emperor, then after another year, after studying in the Hanlin Academy for three years, you can stay in the Hanlin Academy with excellent grades, teach editing or review, and officially become the Hanlin Academy. Or sent to serve as officials in various places.However, he was in a special situation. He was originally white, but later became the son-in-law of the general's mansion. He was neither embarrassed nor embarrassed. — This road is undoubtedly not easy to walk.

On the other hand, if he agrees, then...whether it is a sky-high wealth or a disaster, it will all be handed over to the hands of God.

"In the future, I will deliberately inquire about this person's preferences, temperament... and some small habits and idiosyncrasies, so I must be very clear about it." Lin Yuanzhi pointed out, "It's not necessary to deliberately make friends, but don't be hostile, and occasionally you can sell them. "

"Father means he will agree?"

Hearing what the eldest son said, Lin Yuanzhi shook his head and smiled, his eyes shone with wisdom, and his whole body was calm, "The Feng family is an extinct family, and there are no capable relatives--Old Madam Feng is not a rich and famous family, Madam Feng's natal family is also It’s not very effective, and... there are no children left, which is even worse.”

"To make matters worse, Old General Feng was not very good-tempered when he was young, and he offended many people on the battlefield and in the officialdom. If he left, there would be no one who could support the family. The Feng family would be full of women and children. Bullied by others...the villain is waiting for this day to vent his anger and take revenge."

"The best way is to agree and take a gamble... The emperor has written that 'If an official is light, he will care less about his wealth, but if he is powerful, he will correct the official system'." Lin Yuanzhi slowly restrained the anger on his face. Indifferently, showing a little pity, he sighed: "Old General Feng and your grandfather are both brave generals, but I didn't expect the evening scene to be so bleak."

Lin Zongyan silently memorized his father's instructions and pondered a way.

For a moment, there was silence in the study.

"Don't be like a wooden pile all day long, at least say a few more words." After a while, Lin Yuanzhi came to his senses, and seeing the eldest son's bored look, he pretended to be angry, "You know the root cause is Where? If there is no son, if Old General Feng has a prosperous son, will these things still happen?"

Lin Zongyan ignored his earnest eyes, and said calmly, "Brother Rui has been disobedient recently? My son will definitely teach me seriously when I go back at night."

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I want you to work harder and give me more grandchildren. The corners of Lin Yuanzhi's mouth trembled. He won't be obedient when he grows up. When he was a child, he was a crybaby. He cried out of fear when he stared at him. It's grown up like this.

"Don't think you can fool your father, what happened to the girls raised in the small wing in the front yard?" A certain father was triumphant.

Lin Zongyan frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "It was sent by Chong'an. He recently went to handle business in the suburbs of Beijing. When he comes back, he will send it back. How it came and how it went, we will check it out in person."

"Hey, there are so many and no one is tempted? It's okay to take the house secretly, even if your mother finds out, it doesn't matter."

"Women who don't follow women's morals, stand crookedly, what's so interesting..." Lin Zongyan looked contemptuous, and he didn't even have a good impression of Wu Bokun who sent them here.

……

This matter was just a noise in Lin's residence, after mentioning it, it was put down, after all, the Lin family is different now, with the emperor covering them, who would dare to break ground on them easily.However, the Zhenbei General's Mansion is a completely different world.

Old General Feng was leaning halfway on the kang, eyes slightly closed, twirling a pair of jade balls in his left hand, and asked slowly: "You already know?"

"Yes." Lu Haoran was wearing a stone blue robe with black edges, his figure was as straight as a pine, and his expression was as calm as usual, as if this didn't happen to him.

"It's an honor for the emperor to take a fancy to me, and I should do my best."

Old General Feng had a complex expression on his face. He stared at his only grandson-in-law for a long time before he let out a sigh of relief, "...It's hard for you."

He knew what the emperor meant, that is, he wanted a knife, and he could not choose it from the family of a minister, nor from the family of an official... Lu Haoran was the most suitable one in the court - he was born as a commoner, and the one who joined the family was Feng, who had no side relations. The government has the least involvement with the power of the major families, but its status is more noble than ordinary civilians, and it is more convincing to the public...

No matter where you look at it, it is the best material for that sharp blade

"Why did you say that?" Lu Haoran smiled slightly, the ice cracked and the water melted for a moment, and the flowers bloomed and warmed up in spring, "I went to Beijing in poverty that year, thanks to..."

"Don't talk too much about this matter." Old General Feng reached out and grabbed the corner of the black lacquered bent-leg kang table, the thick joints turned slightly white from the force. "It's because Bao'er is ignorant..."

Lu Haoran shook his head, but his young and fair face was slowly covered with desolation, "Bao'er is fine."

Just as he was speaking, Old General Feng's complexion changed, and without warning, he stretched out his hands and pressed his chest and coughed violently, his face turned purple from coughing, and he was speechless.

Hearing the movement, the maids and women trotted in from the outside, calling for the doctor, calling for the doctor, pouring tea for the tea, and some running to find the old lady, all busy.

After the doctor hurried in, Ma Yingjie walked out slowly and walked to the courtyard where he lived.

"...Uuuuu."

Before entering the courtyard, I heard a faint cry from inside, "The swing was not intentional..."

Mixed with the mother-in-law's arrogant scolding, she looked very pitiful.

Lu Haoran's face darkened, and he strode in.

There were a lot of people standing densely in the courtyard, all of them were maids and women with resentful faces, glaring at a little girl in the middle.

Seeing Lu Haoran approaching with a frosty face, the little girl smiled happily as if seeing a savior. She wanted to rush over but then stopped, looking timidly at Feng Baoer's face.

Lu Haoran opened his hands, and the swing immediately burst into a smile, and threw himself into his arms, muttering, "Brother Haoran..."

"What happened?"

Feng Bao'er was a little guilty at first, but after hearing the thin "Brother Haoran", her anger was ignited again, and she said sharply, "Don't call me that!"

Lu Haoran felt the small body shrinking in his arms, and a trace of displeasure flashed between his brows, "What are you all doing here?"

The servant girl and the mother-in-law immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Feng Baoer's nanny looked at Lu Haoran and then at Feng Baoer, congratulating her mother, she was very anxious.She knows her girl's temper best, she's a firecracker, a little spark can ignite... There's nothing bad about her, she's just spoiled and can't stand it.

In the past, my uncle gave way, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that my uncle took good care of this swing girl, she was more precious than my own sister, how could I bump into her?

Isn't this looking for trouble?

Besides, that child is only seven or eight years old, if there is any threat, the lady is too jealous...

Mother He quickly gave Feng Baoer a wink, telling her to be soft, seeing that my uncle's face is not very good, so don't be twisted.

"I'm right." Feng Baoer saw the swing obediently lying on Lu Haoran's neck and looking towards her, no matter what, she felt that the child's eyes were provocative, and she remembered to be submissive, and became even more angry, "You ask Ask her what she did today."

"Swing?"

With red eyes, Qiuqian hugged Lu Haoran's neck and sobbed softly, "I picked a flower... I want to keep it in Brother Haoran's study..."

"You little beggar, do you know what kind of flower that is? Who gave you the courage to stretch out your hand without knowing anything?" Feng Baoer felt that she was about to be blown out of anger.

"Enough." Lu Haoran's eyes were cold and stern, he took a deep breath, and said calmly, "I'll figure out how much money I want."

After a pause, he continued, "Bao'er, Swing is just a child. She has no parents, so she is destined to be with me. Why do you target her in everything?"

Feng Baoer stared at Swing's eyes, as if trying to see through her...

Her original intention was not like this, she didn't want Brother Haoran to think that she was unruly, but she was just a little girl, and being raised in the mansion is just to open her mouth, she doesn't mind...

But, why, just a few days after waking up from this swing, she has been arguing with brother Haoran all day long, and has repeatedly made him angry?Is it the "Brother Haoran" that only I can call, or the look in the void of yearning when Brother Haoran occasionally looks at the swing...

No, this child is not simple, she always makes herself angry

The more Feng Baoer thought about it, the more something went wrong, and she couldn't help recalling some things since Qiuqian entered the mansion.

Lu Haoran sighed softly, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, leaving two deep marks on his cheeks.

This is getting married... You can't be soft, you can't be hard.He studied hard every day in the Hanlin Academy, endured such and such things after returning to his room, and the precarious future of the general's mansion that was on his shoulders... He felt that he would not be able to hold on anymore

Autumn, Autumn, Autumn...

After reciting the name buried deepest in his heart several times, Ma Yingjie seemed to regain some strength, and straightened his back again, like a straight pine tree.Then he hugged the little swing and sent her to the wing room where she lived.

Seeing that Lu Haoran had left, but her young lady was no longer as smart as she used to be, she looked dazed, Mama He was in a hurry and urged her repeatedly, "Miss, why didn't you explain clearly just now..."

Feng Baoer just woke up like a dream, and hastily followed with her skirt.

He followed Ma Yingjie step by step, looked at him pitifully, and called out "Brother Haoran" softly whenever he had the opportunity.

"Finally, listen." Lu Haoran sorted out the books in his hand, seemingly helpless and resigned to his fate.

Feng Baoer was shocked, and finally paid attention to her. He didn't care about his "humility", and quickly explained, "I'm making a fuss with the swing today, not because the flowers are so expensive and rare, but the pot of camellia is the wild camellia that my father dug for my mother before." I have to look at it several times a day, and I know where a leaf grows... I put it in the sun for a while, but there is one flower missing, I don't know why my heart aches..."

"Brother Haoran, don't be angry, I won't treat the swing like that again, okay...I'm going to persuade my mother later, don't be angry with Bao'er?"

The big eyes blinked and looked at him, crystal clear, so clean that one couldn't bear to destroy it.

Lu Haoran could only feel all kinds of feelings rushing to his heart, and his mouth burst into bitterness: some things are in the past, and it is impossible to regret it... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, Reward, your support is my biggest motivation.)