The most important woman is Mohan

Chapter 111 Asking for a Marriage
No matter how bad his impression of Zhang Huairen is, Mo Han can't deny that the men here are really talented.
The bright moon shines on people, and the curtain is opened to play the jade zither.

The mountain is high and the ape is in a hurry, and the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.

The curvature is still not over, and Dongfeng Xia has half his life.

Ming Zheng Jin Suzhu, in front of the jade house with bare hands.

In order to get Zhou Langgu, he always flicked the strings by mistake.

Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and there are endless sorrows and complaints from the Qin people.

It is like knowing the state of willows by the spring breeze, like knowing the love of flowers by the singing of birds.

Playing the kite vigorously sounded, and the new sound was fascinating.

In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings,
Self-play is dark and low-spirited.

Xian Ning refers to the place where the pharynx stops,
Don't be too affectionate.

For some reason, Mo Han only felt that the man's piano sound seemed cheerful, but there seemed to be endless grievances and unwillingness, as well as helplessness towards life.

But it has been like this since ancient times, how can the fate of a man's family be decided by himself!Whether it is good or bad, it is all in the hands of others.

"Zhang Xiang and Zhang Zhengjun are good at teaching their children. Your son's piano sound is really beautiful!" After the piano sound fell, Queen Feng immediately praised with a smile.

"Thank you for your praise." Zhang Huairen's wife and husband immediately got up to thank him, and the corners of their mouths were filled with uncontrollable pride.

Empress Feng signaled to Jiahe who was behind her, Jiahe immediately carried a tray full of all kinds of jewellery, Empress Feng took out a golden step shaker inlaid with white pearls, shining brightly under the reflection of candlelight , but it looks pretty tight.

"Thank you for the gift from the sage and the queen." Zhang Ze stepped forward to take Bu Yao happily, knelt down and thanked Shengen, men really like this kind of shiny things more, and besides, it was a gift from Queen Feng.

"Look, look... This child is really good-looking! He has a bit of the demeanor of a virtuous gentleman when he was young, and he is indeed a nephew!" Seeing Zhang Ze's obedient appearance, Queen Feng also said I couldn't help but want to praise a few more words, he didn't have a son, and later raised the tenth prince, Mo You, by his side, so he had a little padded jacket to accompany him every day, and he had a little more affection for such a big man's family .

Mr. Xiangui smiled and nodded towards Empress Feng, and looked lovingly at his own nephew. He didn't want Zhang Ze to follow his old path, but with the eldest sister around, I'm afraid they couldn't help them!Everyone in the world knows that the son of a family has no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and he was pampered and grew up, but who can experience the pain and helplessness of being used as a bargaining chip in the exchange of benefits by the family?

Zhang Ze was a little shy after being praised by Queen Feng, and couldn't help blushing, but Zhang Zhengjun was sitting in his highness, his mouth shut from ear to ear. If his son closed the eyes of Queen Feng, he would be able to get a good job for Ze'er. It's getting married.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhengjun hadn't been happy for a long time, and his dream of asking Queen Feng for a marriage hadn't come to an end before he was beaten back into his father's womb by his wife, Zhang Huairen.

"Thank you, Empress, for your appreciation. It's just that my son is over fourteen years old and has not yet been betrothed to anyone. The old minister would like to beseech the Empress to find a marriage for the son. This is a matter of heart between the old minister and my husband." Zhang Huairen stood up, Clasping his hands, he asked the two superiors in the hall, for a moment, there was no sound in the hall, only the lingering sound of Zhang Huairen's request for a marriage was still echoing in the hall.

"This..." Empress Feng was a little overwhelmed by Zhang Huairen's sudden request, how should he and the emperor decide for her son in this matter?

"I don't know if there is someone in the right minister's mind?" The emperor was used to such sudden changes, so he immediately threw the question back to Zhang Huairen.

　The ancient poems are selected from "Playing the Zither at Night in a Tall Building" by Chang Jian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty

　　Thanks to book friend Beikui Nuanyang for reading coins, thank you for your tickets and red beans!

　　
　
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