"A family dinner? Do we need to help with cooking and decorating?"
Chen Luo wasn't quite sure if the family banquets of such large families had the same complicated formalities as those of aristocratic families in ancient times.
"No, these are the responsibilities of the collateral branches; the direct descendants don't need to do these things."
Wen Wan pulled Chen Luo toward the west side of the old house, and along the way, many collateral relatives secretly watched Chen Luo.
Chen Luo is quite a celebrity in the Wen family's old mansion now. After all, the Wen family is not an ordinary family, and bringing his partner home before marriage is bound to cause some controversy.
However, Chen Luo not only won the favor of the Sixth Miss, but also gained the approval of the old master Wen Qingyang. The two even got completely drunk together.
The fact that the old man approves of it is already quite remarkable.
Looking at the two generations of direct descendants of the Wen family who are still alive today, only the patriarch Wen Tao and the sixth young lady Wen Wan can catch the old man's eye.
Now, with the addition of Chen Luo, this signal is far too special.
Does this mean that the next head of the Wen family will most likely fall to the Sixth Miss?
In any case, from the most realistic point of view, it would be entirely beneficial to maintain a good relationship with this future son-in-law of the Wen family.
"Hello, Mr. Chen."
"Hello, Miss Six."
Chen Luo greeted everyone warmly, and would even stop to shake hands with some of the collateral relatives.
Hello, hello.
Chen Luo's enthusiasm made everyone feel flattered. Logically speaking, someone who could be favored by the old man and Miss Liu should at least have an outstanding talent in one aspect.
People like this are usually proud and arrogant, and even very different from ordinary people, but this Chen Luo seems to be a little too easygoing.
He doesn't seem like an arrogant person at all; instead, he's like a friendly boy next door, making people feel sunny and comfortable.
After Wen Wan and Chen Luo walked away, almost everyone watched them leave.
When the two reached a moon gate on the west side of the house, Wenwan stopped.
“Honey, you don’t really need to consider everyone’s feelings. It’s exhausting.”
Chen Luo laughed when he heard this.
"No, Wan'er, think about it from a different perspective. When you become the head of the family, these people will eventually serve you and me."
"Although these people are not of extremely high status, they are the majority of the capillaries of the Wen family and the people who carry out the most specific tasks."
"During the Gaoping Mausoleum Incident, Sima Yi relied on three thousand elite soldiers developed from the Imperial Guards, didn't he?"
"These people might come in handy at a crucial moment in the future."
After hearing these words, Wen Wan sighed.
“Baby, you don’t need to be planning every single moment. You can relax a bit.”
Chen Luo gripped Wen Wan's hand tightly, much more firmly than usual.
"Wan'er, I can't bear the pain of losing you, do you understand?"
Wen Wan nodded. Indeed, if she lost this struggle for the throne, Wen Shao, with his ruthlessness, would definitely not let her live.
She also knew that Chen Luo would likely not escape unscathed at that time.
Even though she could arrange for him to be in the car in advance, given Chen Luo's current temperament, he might do everything in his power to fight Wen Shao to the death.
“Honey, I mean, if, if that happens.”
Unusually, Chen Luo interrupted Wen Wan's words, smiling as he pointed to the moon gate in front of him.
"Alright, it's the New Year, let's not talk about such heavy topics."
"You still haven't told us what we need to do before the banquet? Are we here for some business?"
Before I could speak gently, a deep voice came from behind me.
"Sixth Sister, you've arrived."
Chen Luo looked ahead and saw a middle-aged man walking towards them.
The man was wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, was tall, had a standard square face, and a head of slightly gray hair.
Although he had a smile on his face, there was an indescribable sense of intimidation between his brows.
That was a kind of superior aura that was even more powerful than that of Wen Tao, the head of the Wen family.
"Third Uncle, it's been a long time. This is my boyfriend, Chen Luo."
So, the thing to do before the banquet is to pay respects to the family elders.
Chen Luo understood Wen Wan's meaning and warmly extended his hand to Wen Wan's third uncle, Wen Xun.
"Hello, Uncle, I am Chen Luo."
Wen Xun glanced at Chen Luo's outstretched hand, his eyes filled with amusement.
"I heard that you got the old man drunk yesterday. He's rarely so happy. You're quite the charmer, young man."
"Uncle, you flatter me. I only know some little tricks for making jokes, nothing serious."
"Alright, come in and have a cup of tea with me."
Wen Xun led the two forward, and as they walked, Wen Wan whispered to Chen Luo about her third uncle.
Wen Xun is the third younger brother of Wen Tao, the current head of the family.
Although he did not hold the position of head of the Wen family, his influence within the Wen family was in no way inferior to that of Wen Tao.
Because this third uncle now holds an important position in the central government, as the first deputy of the State Council, it can be said that apart from the nine most powerful figures in the central government, few people can compare with Wen Xun in terms of real power.
Wen Xun can be said to have started from the bottom since he entered officialdom, from deputy township head to the first deputy of the State Council, experiencing countless hardships and vicissitudes of life.
However, this powerful third uncle rarely interfered in family affairs. He even forbade his own children from living in the old house and explicitly prohibited them from participating in the Wen family's struggle for succession.
This stance was very clear: he wanted to stay away from the Wen family's troubles, and that any struggle for the throne had nothing to do with his branch of the family.
After listening to these introductions, Chen Luo felt a sense of doubt.
This third uncle, who was able to climb to this position, is definitely an outstanding person of his generation, but he avoids his own family's affairs so much, there must be a lot of hidden reasons behind it.
"Come, have a seat."
Uncle San led the two to the tea table and poured them each a cup of tea.
"Wen Shao and Wen Ning just left, and you've already arrived. Didn't you run into them?"
"No," Wen Wan shook her head.
"Yes, Sixth Sister, I've actually been waiting for you to come. There are some things I feel I have to tell you."
Wen Xun glanced at Chen Luo and raised an eyebrow at Wen Wan.
"Third Uncle, Chen Luo is my man. What I can hear, he can hear too."
"good."
Wen Xun responded with a "okay," leaned back slightly, straightened his back, and exuded a suffocating aura.
"Sixth daughter, listen to your third uncle's advice and withdraw from the struggle for the throne."
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