Chapter 622: With your conditions, there are probably few girls in Beijing who can catch your eye
"Sister-in-law, take a look at these girls from these families, are there any suitable ones?" Yang said, and took out a stack of visiting cards from her sleeve. It was obvious that she had selected them herself, and they all came from extremely prominent families.
Chu Ruohan glanced at the stack of notes but didn't take it.
"I've made it very clear just now. Gu Lu's marriage is his own decision."
The anticipation on Yang's face froze.
"I will give these posts to Gu Lu. As for who he wants to meet and which company he wants to meet, that's his business."
Chu Ruohan's tone was calm, but every word struck Yang's heart.
"As an elder, all I can do is offer him a choice. As for whether he likes it or not, I can't force him to drink water, right?"
Yang's face turned pale.
She understood.
Chu Ruohan meant that the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion would not make decisions for Gu Lu, nor would it interfere with his choices.
It was impossible for her to borrow Gu Lu's power.
"Sister-in-law, you...how could you do this?" Yang's voice was trembling, filled with resentment and grievance, "Gu Lu is, after all, the blood of the Gu family!"
Chu Ruohan's eyes turned cold.
"Bloodline?" She repeated the word softly, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Ms. Yang, do you still remember how Madam Gu San treated Gu Lu?"
"And how did you treat Sister Lan? If I hadn't taken her in and raised her, she would have been spoiled long ago, right?"
"Who would dare to marry a girl with such a bad reputation?"
Yang's body trembled violently, she lowered her head, not daring to look into Chu Ruohan's eyes.
These things are taboos in the third house and are the sins of her mother-in-law.
She thought that with the death of Mrs. Gu San, these things would be forgotten.
"Gu Lu didn't speak of these blood debts in public, which was a last resort for the Gu family to maintain their dignity."
Chu Ruohan's voice became even colder. "You're talking about bloodline now? Yang, do you think Gu Lu will still recognize the bloodline of the third branch?"
Yang's face was pale, her lips were trembling, but she couldn't utter a word.
She knew that what Chu Ruohan said was true.
Gu Lu's current status was entirely earned by himself and had nothing to do with the third house.
He could even say that he rose to power by stepping on the corruption of the third branch.
"Yang, you can go back." Chu Ruohan ordered them to leave. "I will discuss Gu Lu's marriage with him. As for the third house, you can handle it on your own."
Yang stood up suddenly, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't utter a word.
She looked at Chu Ruohan's calm face and knew that she had completely hit a wall today.
She bowed, turned around, and left the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in a daze.
Looking at Yang's receding back, Chu Ruohan sighed softly.
She knew that Yang was unwilling, but no one could change Gu Lu's mind.
In the evening, Gu Lu finished his shift and went directly to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
When he arrived at the main courtyard, Chu Ruohan was playing chess with Gu Junze.
"Aunt, Uncle." He was very respectful, his eyes casually sweeping over the chessboard.
"Brother Lu is here." Chu Ruohan smiled and waved, "Hurry and sit down."
Gu Lu sat down and his eyes fell on the chessboard.
"Are you tired today?" Gu Junze asked casually, placing a move.
"Not bad." Gu Lu replied.
Chu Ruohan handed all the posts that Haitang had collected to Gu Lu.
"These are all for your marriage. Take a look."
Gu Lu took the box and casually flipped through a few photos. His face was calm, as if his distinguished family background had nothing to do with him.
"Aunt, I don't want to see these." Gu Lu put the box aside.
Chu Ruohan looked at him with understanding in her eyes.
"Yang is here today too," Chu Ruohan said softly, "She wants to make the decision for you and choose a marriage for you so that she can win over the third branch."
Gu Lu's eyes instantly turned cold. He put down the chess piece in his hand with a slight sound.
"She wishes." Gu Lu's voice was cold and filled with disgust.
Gu Junze looked up at Gu Lu and said nothing. He knew that Gu Lu's dislike for the third house was ingrained in his bones.
"What are you going to do?" Chu Ruohan asked.
Gu Lu raised his head and his eyes fell on Chu Ruohan's face.
"My marriage is my own decision. No one else can interfere. As for the third branch, from the moment I moved out of the Gu family, I have nothing to do with it anymore."
Chu Ruohan nodded: "I have already rejected Yang. I also told her that you can't force your marriage."
The cold expression on Gu Lu's face eased slightly.
"Thank you, Auntie," he said sincerely.
Gu Junze looked at Gu Lu with approval in his eyes.
This kid really didn't disappoint him. He was decisive in killing and clear about grudges.
"So, do you have a girl you like?" Chu Ruohan asked.
Gu Lu thought about it and shook his head: "Not yet."
"However," he paused, his tone a little playful, "if you really have to choose, I do have a condition."
Chu Ruohan and Gu Junze both looked at him.
"What are the conditions?" Chu Ruohan asked curiously.
Gu Lu smiled slightly, his eyes full of meaning. "My wife must be someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. She doesn't have to be from a prominent family or have stunning looks, but she must have independent thoughts and opinions. She must not be the kind of woman who is manipulated by her family."
His words were clearly referring to those women from aristocratic families who wanted to climb up the social ladder through marriage.
Chu Ruohan and Gu Junze looked at each other and saw admiration in each other's eyes.
"Your conditions are quite interesting." Gu Junze chuckled, "But, a woman like this is not easy to find."
"If it's hard to find, then don't look for it." Gu Lu's tone was calm, but revealed his stubbornness. "It's better to have nothing than to have something of poor quality."
Chu Ruohan smiled.
She knew that Gu Lu was speaking to those who wanted to achieve their goals through marriage.
He also said it to himself.
"It's good that you know what's going on." Chu Ruohan said.
Gu Lu nodded.
He picked up a black piece and gently placed it on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.
On the chessboard, the black and white pieces are fighting fiercely.
Gu Junze played with white pieces, and his moves were calm and composed, with a bold and aggressive style of play, and an unquestionable dominance.
Gu Lu's black pieces were taking every step carefully, seemingly on the defensive, but they were inadvertently setting traps and harboring murderous intentions.
"Marriage is not urgent, the job is important." Gu Junze finally spoke. He placed a white piece in a corner of the chessboard, instantly bringing a large number of isolated pieces to life.
He raised his eyes to look at Gu Lu, his gaze sharp, "How are your days in the Hanlin Academy?"
For the newly-appointed Jinshi, the top scorer was appointed as a Hanlin editor, while the second and third place winners were appointed as Hanlin editors.
The Hanlin Academy is a noble place that scholars all over the world yearn for, and it is also a place where prime ministers are selected.
But at the same time, it is also a place to gain experience and temper one's temper.
Gu Lu's gaze returned to the chessboard. He picked up a black piece and blocked the white piece's path.
"Nothing to do." He said lightly.
"The Dean of the Academy sent me to the old archives of the Ministry of Revenue to sort out the tax files of the previous dynasty."
Chu Ruohan frowned slightly.
The old archives room of the Ministry of Revenue? What is that place?
It sounds like a cold bench, a cold bench covered in dust.
Asking a promising new runner-up to do the work of organizing old case files is clearly suppression.
"But someone is giving you a hard time?" she couldn't help but ask.
Gu Lu shook his head. "Not really. It's just that the files are piled up like a mountain, covered in dust for a long time, and no one cares about them. The old clerks in the filing office spend all day drinking tea and chatting, and they don't take me seriously."
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