Chapter 170
Lin Huabin talked a lot and his mouth was dry.
Only then did he remember to ask Lin Yunwan: "What do you think of your cousin Wenhai?"
Lin Yunwan smiled faintly.
She is not a little girl, but a poor scholar raised by her mother. What can she do?
If he wasn't related to the Zheng family, how could he have entered the Lin Mansion?
But there is no need to talk too much to Lin Huabin.
Lin Yunwan said: "If I think cousin Wenhai is good, then he is naturally good."
Lin Huabin was happy after hearing this. He nodded and said, "Since you also think your cousin Wenhai is good, then I will mention it to your father..."
"No need."
Lin Huabin's face stiffened and he asked with a smile, "Why not?"
Lin Yunwan smiled lightly and said, "My father is not a scholar. Why is it necessary for you to mention a scholar to him?"
Lin Huabin lowered his head and smiled.
This girl doesn’t understand? Still shy?
He looked at Lin Yunwan. He didn't look shy. Does that mean he doesn't like Wen Hai?
"Yun Wan, uncle has always had a good eye for people, but what about this kid Wen Hai—"
Lin Yunwan looked at Lin Huabin quietly, she was very calm.
Lin Huabin understood it without her having to say anything.
If he really thought Wen Hai was good, why didn't he leave it to his daughter?
Lin Huabin felt that he was asking for trouble, so he said: "...You should go back first."
Lin Yunwan resigned. She actually wanted to tell Lin Huabin that she wanted to see Zhao Jingyi, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it.
Returning to Bixi Hall in silence, she leaned against the window sill and thought about something.
Xiruo made some tea and asked with concern: "Girl, you haven't talked much since you came back from Jishan. Is there something in trouble? Can my slave help you?"
Lin Yunwan turned around and said, "Nothing."
"Xiruo, bring me a pen and paper."
Lin Yunwan picked up her pen and wanted to write a letter to Zhao Jingyi, but she couldn't write.
She put down her pen again.
Xiruo came over and asked, "Girl?"
Lin Yunwan also had no one to speak. She wanted to hear Xiruo say, "Do you think the prince is okay?"
Xiruo was surprised: "Of course the prince is fine!"
"Why would a girl ask that?"
Xiruo felt confused and said, "Your Majesty is not nice to other people, but he is very kind to you, girl."
Lin Yunwan closed her eyes.
The prince is very good, but the important matter of marriage is not as long as the prince is good. The emperor and queen may not agree. I wonder how the royal family could... allow such a scandal to happen!
She has not overestimated her abilities to this extent, thinking that her identity and talents can compete with the imperial power.
"Girl, what do you want to write?"
Xiruo didn't understand Lin Yunwan's hesitation.
Lin Yunwan said: "...I want Mr. Zhao and the master to discuss my marriage."
The prince's words made her upset, but she still knew her situation. She said: "Yan Jingzong is the legitimate son of the family. Although he is not the eldest son, he has the spirit of the eldest son. In time, he will become a great person. With a good wife, It’s like adding more power to a tiger.”
Not only can she help her husband take care of his inner house, but she can also help him pursue an open official career.
Neither the Yan family nor Young Master Yan himself would resist.
"Three generations of scholars in the Yan family, it is only in Young Master Yan's generation that they can see the momentum of success. Regardless of whether it is the Donglin Mansion or Mr. Zhao's family, marrying a daughter of the Yan family is not considered a low-level marriage."
"It's quite a match."
Xiruo nodded: "If the master reveals his intentions to the Yan family, I'm afraid the Yan family will rush over to propose marriage."
Lin Yun smiled and said, "That's not the case. We pick someone, and they pick us. We have to see each other, and we can only make a decision when the Yan family is satisfied."
Xiruo urged: "What else do you have to hesitate? Why don't you tell Mr. Zhao clearly and let him finalize your marriage as soon as possible."
"Master Yan's performance in Jishan Club is really good. I'm afraid other family members will also see how good the young master is. If it's too late and he makes an engagement with someone else, your investigation will be in vain."
Lin Yunwan held the pen again.
How should I tell Xiruo...
If the prince hadn't said that, she could have written anything. But the prince said he wanted to marry her and asked her to think about it carefully.
She thought she owed the prince so much kindness, but now that something like this happened, she wrote to the prince's uncle again, asking the Zhao family to help facilitate her marriage. Is it ridiculous?
This letter will definitely fall into the hands of the prince. What will he think when he sees it?
"Let's cut through the mess quickly..."
Reason prevailed.
Lin Yunwan wrote a letter to Zhao Jingyi.
She had to marry Yan Jingzong.
There are many ways to repay the prince, but it is definitely not to accompany him around.
She wouldn't do such stupid things.
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"My daughter wrote. Haha."
Zhao Jingyi found it very surprising that his daughter actually wrote a letter home to him.
"Uncle, show me."
Qi Lingheng felt that it was written to him.
Zhao Jingyi took the letter and ducked away, jokingly saying: "My daughter gave it to me. What are you robbing?"
Qi Lingheng had no choice but to say: "Uncle, please hurry up and read it."
He also wanted to know what Lin Yunwan said.
Zhao Jingyi wanted to show his father's score, so he opened the letter and read it. When he put the letter down, he looked at the sky and sighed happily: "Hey, I'm going to lose money."
"how?"
Qi Lingheng was very curious.
Ah Fu went to get the letter and gave it to him. Qi Lingheng's face turned dark after reading it.
Zhao Jingyi didn't feel it yet. He sat with the prince's nephew and thought about his daughter's marriage: "Do you think I still need to prepare a dowry? How should I prepare it? How much is appropriate? Is it too conspicuous if I give too much? How about I Mix it into the dowry given by Lin Huabin, so no one will suspect it."
"Tsk, I'm unhappy. Tell me, why didn't you let her be my daughter? You got Lin Huabin's advantage for nothing!"
After saying that, Zhao Jingyi looked at his nephew with a smile... Why did his face suddenly look wrong!
Qi Lingheng held the letter in his hand, stood up and said calmly: "Uncle, don't worry about this for now. I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
"Why did you leave right after you came?"
Zhao Jingyi chased him out. His parrot was still squawking on the porch. A myna imitated people's speech and imitated it perfectly: "Big nephew, big nephew, big nephew."
Qi Lingheng stopped, glanced at Bage, and left quickly.
Zhao Jingyi took down the bird cage where the myna was staying, opened the door, combed its feathers, and talked to it: "Why do you think my eldest nephew is so anxious with me?"
"This kid has been able to keep his composure since he was a child, but one day he lost his composure. It's really interesting..."
Although he was slow, he could see that Qi Lingheng had lost his composure.
Zhao Jingyi just deliberately teased his nephew.
He has a lot of money but is not stupid. Where can he get so much free money as a dowry?
"Come on, learn a few more words."
Myna: "It's really interesting...it's really interesting..."
"The devil is clever."
Qi Lingheng returned to his palace and dealt with the letter.
Although they were all burned to ashes, he could clearly remember the words written on them.
She rejected him.
She actually refused to marry him.
Qi Lingheng took up his pen and wrote a letter to Lin Yunwan.
How could he let her marry Yan Jingzong?
