Since you can't marry off your daughter, just marry a wife.
Song Shuo is not a child anymore. Since he has decided to hang himself on the tree of Zhenbei Army, he should get married as soon as possible. ...
After hearing this, Xiao Rong went to show concern for Song Shuo and said that if he was unwilling, he could put pressure on the Song family and ask them to interfere less in their children's lifelong affairs.
However, Song Suo shook his head indifferently. He felt very unhappy about marrying his cousin with the attitude of arranged marriage, but if he were to go through the arranged marriage himself, he thought about it and felt it was not a bad idea.
He was even more active than their family members and listed more than a dozen requirements at once: Family background: second-class family or above, or father a second-rank official and grandfather a first-rank official; if no one in the family was an official, then the woman must be the daughter of a great scholar or a great sage; concubines' daughters were not allowed, only legitimate daughters.
She needs to have a beautiful appearance, a graceful temperament, and preferably a bit of personality.
These are the basic requirements, the ones that follow are even more outrageous: Don’t be someone who snores, don’t grow up south of Sixing County, don’t have dry hair, don’t like to eat eggs, and don’t be unable to appreciate the sound of the piano.
Xiao Rong: “…………”
After listening, Xiao Rong asked Song Suo seriously: "You just don't want to get married, right?"
Song Suo opened his eyes wide and cried out that he was wronged. He wanted to get married. As long as there was a noble lady who met the requirements, he could get married immediately!
Xiao Rong tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it. He picked up the official document and slapped Song Shuo on the head. You are from a third-class family, how dare you ask the other party to be second-class or above! Also, what's wrong with liking eggs! I just love eggs. We don't eat your eggs, so why do you have any objections! And, regional discrimination? ! There is only Guiyang County between your hometown Xiangdong and Shixing. Five hundred years ago, the three of you were all in the territory of the southern barbarians. How dare you make such a request!
No matter what Xiao Rong said, Song Shuo had no intention of changing his mind. He himself was quite confident. He was marrying for an alliance, so what was wrong with finding someone with a higher family background? Moreover, just because he did not hold a high official position at the moment did not mean that he would not hold a high position in the future. He had already thought about it. After Gao Xunzhi retired, he would take over his position.
Xiao Rong: “…………”
There were so many complaints that he didn't know where to start.
Although he was speechless, Xiao Rong's body language was very rich. He pointed at Song Suo, then at the gate, then at Song Suo, and finally at himself. When he spoke, his voice began to tremble: "How do you know that you can be the prime minister? Can't Yu Shaoxie? Can't I?"
Song Shuo supported his head with both hands, shaped himself into a flower, making the cutest pose and saying the most adorable words.
"Oh, Yu Shaoxie as prime minister? Not to mention that his ability is far inferior to mine, just to say that one of them is a civil servant and the other a military officer, are you planning to change the name of this dynasty to Yu in the future?"
Xiao Rong opened his mouth to refute him, but finally found that he had no reason to refute. ... No matter how good the relationship is, you can't test people's nature. Song Suo is right. The two brothers of the Yu family will be used in the future, but not everyone can occupy the most important position.
Xiao Rong was a little angry because Song Suo was such a disgusting person. He spoke out the default rules, which made Xiao Rong lose face.
But he got angry too early, because Song Shuo had even more annoying things to say.
Song Suo pursed his lips and said, "As for you, you are not sure where you will be in the future. I don't think you will be the prime minister."
Xiao Rong's face changed, and he immediately asked him why he said that. However, Song Shuo still looked nonchalant. He looked at Xiao Rong strangely, as if he didn't understand why he asked him that.
"You have never asked for an official position. If you don't like being an official, then you can just leave if you want. Besides, you look like a ruthless person. You look like someone who would retire to the mountains and forests."
Xiao Rong: “…”
Song Suo's expression was impeccable. Xiao Rong couldn't tell what he was really thinking. It seemed that he was just talking to himself. In the end, Xiao Rong couldn't ask him any more questions and just let it go. ...Retired to the mountains.
Xiao Rong held the wine glass and sneered.
He had never thought about it this way. A delicate person like him could not live out the days of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence. Even if he left here, he only wanted to live the life of an ordinary rich man, hiring a large group of people to manage his farm and shop for him. He would just sit in a rocking chair and look at the account book every day.
When he had nothing to do, he would imitate his ancestors and dance like a drunken dancer. Then he would be the only one left at home, so he could dance however he wanted without worrying about others looking at him strangely.
How happy such a life is! Since he arrived at this era, he first experienced anger, then denial, and finally acceptance. The first thing he did after accepting it was to give himself hope and immediately began to plan for a carefree life after completing the task.
At that time, he made two versions. In version one, the King of Zhenbei was a bastard. He was afraid that his subordinates would surpass him in achievements, or that they would run away to develop themselves. In this case, it would not be easy for Xiao Rong to leave the court. So he would make some small mistakes appropriately, and then kneel down and beg for mercy in front of the court, giving Qu Yunmie a chance to take the opportunity to cause trouble and punish himself, whether it was demotion or exile. Anyway, he would be safe in the future, and it would be fine to just live like this for the rest of his life.
Version 2: The King of Zhenbei still has a conscience. He is not so petty and is quite generous. Then Xiao Rong can quietly withdraw after he becomes successful and take the gold and silver he has worked hard for, and find a place far away from the capital but not too desolate to live behind closed doors. He is so tactful, and the King of Zhenbei must be very grateful to him and will never disturb his peaceful life. …………
It is said that plans cannot keep up with changes.
For someone like Qu Yunmie, preparing only two versions is too few. This person never plays by the rules. He should prepare twenty versions so as not to be caught off guard.
He was laughing just now, but now he sighed silently, drank the wine in the glass, then pointed to the wine bottle not far away and asked Qu Yunmie to bring it to him.
Qu Yunmie: “…”
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