"No more, no more."

Zhao Zhen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "But you are also a grown-up. There is no need to be so strict every day. Even Mencius said that food and sex are human nature. Even if you are morally upright, you still have to marry and have children."

"I want to get married and have children, but I haven't met the right one yet. Old man Lu Yijian is a bit of a fool, and his granddaughter is only eleven years old this year."

Zhao Jun said helplessly, "Besides him, Yan Shu and the others also wanted to find me a bride, but they were all girls from their families, and they were all very young. I don't think they all have serious illnesses. It's not that I don't like girls, but twelve or thirteen, or at most fourteen or fifteen, what do they think?"

There are lolita fans, queen fans, and even aunt fans in this world. The problem is that XP can be free, but lolita fans should also be legal. People can't, or at least shouldn't...

Even Zhao Jun, a pervert, thought what Lu Yijian and his gang did was perverted.

Although we cannot judge the ancients according to the views of later generations, logically speaking, since Zhao Jun wanted to get married and have children, he must have wanted to find a woman who was around 20 years old and had reached adulthood.

What if, like Zhao Zhen, he finds a girl who is twelve or thirteen years old, and the children he gives birth to die faster than the last? What kind of marriage and childbearing is that?

You should know that in ancient society, girls aged 14 or 15 could indeed get married after they reached adulthood. However, the mother was young and not yet fully developed, which could easily lead to pregnancy failure. In severe cases, it could even put both mother and child in danger.

So it’s not that Zhao Jun has any moral obsession, it’s entirely out of concern for the safety of mother and child.

But this obviously put Zhao Zhen in a difficult position. He said, "I also know that in your later generations, women must be 20 years old before they can marry. This is naturally for the protection of women. But in the Song Dynasty, or in ancient times, it is indeed difficult to find an unmarried woman of 20, except for widows."

"Now I understand why Cao Cao likes widows and other people's wives so much."

Zhao Jun said seriously, "In ancient times, women married early, which led to a high infant mortality rate. If Cao Cao married a widow or someone else's wife, they would generally be women in their twenties, beautiful and mature, and the sons they gave birth to were healthy. No wonder he had so many children."

"That makes perfect sense."

Zhao Zhen gave a thumbs-up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Anyway, I understand your requirements. It has to be at least twenty years old, right?"

"Eighteen years old is not impossible."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you then. Actually, with your conditions, if I were to advertise your marriage in the newspaper, I'd probably have a ton of matchmakers lining up at your door."

"Yes, it's the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. But what can I say? Arranged marriages are not very good, unless the person you arrange is a stunning beauty. Otherwise, it's no different from opening a blind box."

Zhao Jun pointed at his face and said, "Don't be fooled by my good looks. I shouldn't be short of girlfriends in college. In fact, there are girls who pursue me, but I'm quite obsessed with looks. I reject all girls who don't look right. That's why I'm still single."

"My eldest grandson."

"Um?"

"I discovered that besides inheriting the Zhao family's lustfulness, you have another advantage."

"What are the advantages?"

“Ordinary and confident.”

Zhao Zhen attacked without mercy: "You obviously didn't inherit my good looks, but you inherited the shamelessness of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. You are worthy of being the outstanding offspring of our old Zhao family!"

Zhao Jun almost peed himself at the time, "Where did you learn these nonsense words? Is this taught in the movie?"

“I’ve seen quite a bit.”

Zhao Zhen gestured and said, "Xianxia is quite interesting, and fantasy is also good."

“Outrageous.”

Zhao Jun was speechless.

It seems that the notebook should be taken back as soon as possible to prevent Zhao Zhen from having to deal with all those messy things.

"Okay, it's getting late, I should go back."

Zhao Jun stood up and looked out the window. The windows of the Song Dynasty were made of paper gauze. Although they were not transparent, it was obvious from the darkness outside that it was at least the hour of Xu.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Zhao Zhen also stood up.

Zhao Jun walked faster and opened the door first.

Wang Shouzhong, who was outside, saw the door open and hurried over.

"Xiao Lang. Guan Jia"

He stood aside with his head down.

Then Zhao Zhen walked out, coughed, and then scolded: "Hanlong, do you know you are wrong?"

"knew."

Zhao Jun lowered his eyebrows and said submissively.

"It's good that you admit your mistake. Don't get sick so easily in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"You are too thick-skinned. I am tired of beating you."

"Yes, yes, it's my parents' fault for giving me such a thick skin."

"Okay, go back and rest early."

Zhao Zhen said with a serious expression.

Wang Shouzhong, who was standing next to him, looked at Zhao Zhen, whose eyes were blackened by the punch, and noticed the footprints that had not been wiped clean on the red dragon robe. The corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

When our Song Dynasty official entered the house, was he going to teach the prefect a lesson or to be beaten by him?

But Wang Shouzhong dared not say anything or ask anything. He just lowered his head and remained silent.

If the window paper was exposed at this time, even if he was a close eunuch playmate from Zhao Zhen's Eastern Palace, he would probably have to go to the East Office to clean the toilet tomorrow.

After Zhao Jun and Zhao Zhen finished their performance, they headed towards Xihua Gate again. On the way, Zhao Jun asked, "The notebook must be delivered to me."

"It won't break, will it?"

Zhao Zhen asked vigilantly.

Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Is there any need to smash it now that things have been made clear?"

"That's true."

Zhao Zhen asked, "Do you really need a notebook?"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!