"Well, I hope so."
Zhao Jun said this without commenting.
Seeing that he wasn't very interested, Zhao Zhen changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, Grandson, it's time for you to get married and have children."
"Well."
Zhao Jun touched his chin. As a qualified post-00s, he actually doesn’t want to get married and have children so soon.
Because in the future, you have just graduated from college, and you have no car, no house, and no savings. It is difficult for you to support yourself, let alone start a family, support your parents, children, and wife.
Therefore, many people born in the 2000s in later generations just lay low and try their best to survive. As for getting married, they can talk about it later.
But now it's different.
He is in a high position and has great power. He has money and a house, which is located within the second ring road of Tokyo, the capital. His car is a bit simple, not a Lamborghini or a Ferrari, but just a horse-drawn carriage.
But in the Song Dynasty, where there was a serious shortage of horses and scholars and officials often had to use donkey or ox carts for transportation, having a horse-drawn carriage was simply the most beautiful thing outside Donghua Gate.
With such conditions, he was more than enough to marry the daughter of any scholar-official family. As long as he spread the news that he was looking for a wife, I'm afraid that all the rich, noble and prime ministers in Bianliang would have sent matchmakers to throng his house.
Therefore, it is not impossible to get married and have children.
Zhao Jun thought for a moment and said, "I'm twenty-three this year, and will be twenty-four soon. I'm considered an older unmarried man in the Song Dynasty, so it wouldn't be bad to get married."
Zhao Zhen was in high spirits after hearing this and said, "As the eldest grandson, she must be the daughter of the prime minister. Unfortunately, Prime Minister Lu's daughters are all married, but his ten-year-old granddaughter..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jun interrupted, "Brother, you are not talking about Lü Suizhu, are you?"
"You have seen Suizhu before."
Zhao Zhen said in a very unconfident manner that Lu Yijian had been up to no good again recently. He had previously advised Zhao Zhen to have more sons, but now that Empress Cao and Concubine Zhang were pregnant, he began to instigate Zhao Zhen to persuade Zhao Jun to marry and have children.
He even recommended himself and brought forward his own granddaughter, who was the eldest daughter of his eldest son, Lu Gongchuo.
Lu Gongchuo was only 37 years old this year. He got married early, so his daughter should not be 10 years old normally. However, in ancient times, children were prone to die young, and even high-ranking officials were no exception. Of the several sons he had earlier, only two survived, and he didn't have a legitimate daughter until he was 27 years old.
Although the Lu family actually had several concubine daughters, they obviously did not dare to bring them forward. Therefore, Lu Yijian had no choice but to push forward his own legitimate daughter who was only ten years old. Just like he had married into other families, he hoped to marry her to Zhao Jun.
But Zhao Jun was almost furious after hearing this. He said, "Brother, Lü Yijian is crazy. Why are you acting like him? Have you forgotten I told you that women can only get married after they are at least 18 years old?"
Zhao Zhen then explained, "Grandson, you're well aware of the situation in ancient times. Farmers often sold their children as child brides at a young age. Marriages at the age of twelve or thirteen were common. When I first ascended the throne, Empress Dowager Liu selected several concubines for me, all of whom were no more than eight or nine years old. This was quite common."
"Of course I know this, but I also have my own bottom line."
Zhao Jun shook his head repeatedly and said, "As a young person of the new era, it is my moral integrity and responsibility not to harm minors. I must maintain a correct outlook on life, life and values. Even if it were the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty would have its own circumstances. I would still adhere to my own values. This is a matter of principle."
"But there aren't many women over 20 years old, unmarried, and well-off."
Zhao Zhen said, "These days, most women are arranged to marry after they reach the age of 15. Those who are still unmarried at the age of 20 are either extremely ugly and unsuitable, or they are widowed or divorced, and it is likely that they will find it difficult to find a suitable partner."
"It's okay, just take your time to look for it. My main focus right now is on state affairs. Seeing the people of the Song Dynasty in dire straits, I'm extremely worried."
Zhao Jun was not in a hurry at all and spoke in a high-sounding manner.
People born in the 2000s are not in a hurry. Many of them simply don’t have the desire to have boyfriends or girlfriends, let alone get married, so he can afford to wait.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Zhen had no choice but to say, "Then you decide for yourself."
"Um."
Zhao Jun responded.
The two people have already reached Yeonbokgung Palace.
Zhao Zhen continued, "It's almost the end of the year. This is also the first year that Grandson has spent in the Song Dynasty. How do you feel?"
Zhao Jun thought for a moment and said, "Besides missing home, what else could it be?"
"Grandson, please celebrate the New Year with me."
Zhao Zhen turned his head and looked at him. He patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "My eldest grandson, in the Song Dynasty, aren't we relatives of me and the many members of the Zhao clan?"
"Um."
Zhao Jun responded without comment.
It is a bit unrealistic to talk about feelings when it comes to relatives like our grandparents.
At most, it's just a little bit of blood-related affection.
Moreover, this bit of goodwill was not much due to the cowardly situation of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, and it was purely for Zhao Kuang's sake.
"I know it might be impossible to talk about kinship with an ancestor I haven't met for a thousand years."
Zhao Zhen looked at him sincerely and said softly, "But at least for me, I still say that this palace will always be your home, grandson. Even if you are away from home, you can always come back when you miss home."
Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Yeah."
This time it's not as perfunctory as before.
Even though it's winter outside.
But in my heart.
But it is warm.
Sigh, I'm so exhausted. I didn't even bother checking the last word, so I just posted it. Only then can I breathe a sigh of relief. My left hand hurts too, and I just want to rest. Good night everyone, and I hope November brings good luck to all of us.
(End of this chapter)
2015
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