Chapter 393

Yi Zilan has been waiting for Mr. Yang to give him an answer, but it has been many days. He has been anxious from the beginning to the present precipitation, but now, he is ecstatic.

Leave Liu Sanniang's small yard.

Wu Changxian couldn't help looking at Yi Zilan.

Xia Bingguang asked, "can miss liu still look?"

Yi Zilan nodded, "yes, Miss Liu seems to know everything."

Xia Bingguang looked at Wu Changxian, who nodded slightly, "Miss Liu is really an expert."

Xia Bingguang smiled and said to Yi Zilan, "Zilan is not young anymore. Which woman do you like? I will marry you."

Yi Zilan is a strong general, both literate and martial arts, worthy of support.

Yi Zilan knelt down on one knee and said, "emperor, I haven't got an answer yet, and I don't want to force it. If there is fate, it's a natural good thing to get married by the emperor. If she doesn't want to, I don't want to bother more."

Xia Bingguang nodded, "well, it's a man. I'll wait for your good news. A man like Zi Lan, missing is a loss."

At Yi Zilan's age, ordinary men are about to marry their daughters, but he just began to marry. The Emperor gave him a marriage, and no one dared to refuse. Yi Zilan could marry anyone he liked.

But it's really a little forced. Yi Zilan doesn't want it, and Xia Bingguang respects it.

Escorting the emperor back to the palace, Yi Zilan said to Wu Changxian, and then went back.

Upon returning to the mansion, the servant said, "Sir, there is a guest in the mansion, surnamed Yang, who said he wanted to see you. The master and wife are entertaining."

Yi Zilan didn't even say anything, and went directly to the front hall like a gust of wind.

Mrs. Yang and Su Wanrou sat quietly with Yang Xueyu.

Yi's father and mother looked gentle. They knew that Mrs. Yang and Su Wanrou had come to say thanks to Yi Zilan. Naturally, they were treated well. Yi's father and Mr. Yang had a good talk, and their wives also said a word from time to time.

Yang Xueyu was clever and listened quietly all the time. The eyes of Yi's father and mother frequently fell on Yang Xueyu.

Yang Xueyu's face was red and she sat in an orderly manner.

Yi's father and mother have intentions in their hearts. Yang Xueyu's father is a master, and the daughter he taught is no worse than the ladies of the family. How they feel and how satisfied they are, it's just... Alas, there is a scar on his son's face, even if he is the right chamberlain of the Ministry of war, it's really a little difficult to match.

Yi Zilan's footsteps were windy, and when he stepped into the main hall, his expression softened: "Dad, mom."

Yi's father and mother looked at Yi Zilan. Yi's father said, "I'm back. The yangfuzi family is here to find you. If you come back, I'll leave it to you."

Yi Zilan nodded.

Yi's father and mother got up: "Mr. Yang is erudite and knowledgeable. Today's time is too short. If you don't bother, my wife and I will visit you next time. We'll make tea and poetry."

Yi's father really wants to make friends with Mr. Yang. They are not much different in age. He has already resigned from office without politics. Those intrigues are also tired, and it is difficult to meet a confidant in life.

Mrs. Yang was also a little unhappy. He got up and said, "if Master Yi doesn't dislike the simplicity of the hut, he can visit it at any time."

Yi Fu smiled, "good, good."

After Yi's father and mother left, there were only three people in the main hall, Yi Zilan and Mrs. Yang.

Yi Zilan looked at master Yang with a straight face: "your answer to me is?"

Yi Zilan bluntly asked. His eyes fell on Yang Xueyu, and his chest beat. He liked Yang Xueyu.

Yang Fuzi was stunned. He didn't expect that Yi Zilan had a calm father, but Yi Zilan was used to speaking directly.

Su Wanrou was a little shocked. Before they spoke, Yi Zilan asked directly.

Mr. Yang said slowly, "Lord Yi has a bright disposition and is also a lifesaver for me. Lord Yi is unmarried and clean. He is a rare good man. His family is also a well-known family. Although you are over thirty, it is not difficult to get a wife. I have only one daughter. I don't want her to be tired by her wives and concubines in the future, so -"

Yi Zilan frowned. How can you hear this meaning? Is it to refuse him?

Yi Zilan swallowed his throat and interrupted Mr. Yang's words: "I only marry one wife, and there is only one person in my heart. I don't take concubines, and I don't keep an outside room."

Master Yang

Can't you hear him out?

Su Wanrou couldn't help laughing: "Lord Yi asked the master to finish talking first."

Yi Zilan was stunned: "please, master Yang."

Mr. Yang exhaled. What he wanted to say was unnecessary. Yi Zilan had given the answer.

Yi Zilan took a breath and said, "master, please."

Yang Fuzi looked at Yi Zilan and suddenly felt a little funny. Yi Zilan was thirty-two years old anyway, but now he was at a loss, which was no different from those ten or twenty year old lengtouqing.

He looked at Yi Zilan and said, "I agree with you to marry my daughter, but I have a request that you must not have other women and children except my daughter."

The struggle between concubines and concubines is nothing more than because they are not compatriots of one mother. If they are all born by one mother, there will be no such struggle.

He himself suffered a lot, and he only had one daughter. He hoped that his daughter would not suffer those hardships.

Yi Zilan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I promise that if the master is not willing to rest assured, I can set up a written certificate to notarize it."

Mr. Yang looked at Yi Zilan and waved his hand: "no, since it's so, then come and ask another day."

Yi Zilan readily promised, "OK."

He is not young, and the date of marriage proposal is on the schedule. Naturally, he wants to get married as soon as possible.

After the Yang family left, Yi Zilan went to the main courtyard to meet Yi's father and mother.

Yi Mu is a little happy.

Yi Fu saw that something was wrong. He asked, "what's the matter?"

Yi Zilan is used to being direct: "I want to get married."

Yi Mu was stunned.

Yi Fu was also stunned.

It took a while to react, and Shanshan asked, "who's the girl?"

Yi Zilan said, "my parents just met Yang Xueyu, the daughter of husband and wife Yang."

Yi's mother was stunned. Did such a good thing fall on their family?

Yi's father was a little unbelievable. Yang Xueyu was beautiful and polite. Through his conversation with master Yang, he knew that master Yang was a knowledgeable person, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his little daughter's family was well-known. Such a woman is really good.

Yi Zilan said faintly, "what should I prepare for the marriage proposal?"

He thought he was alone all his life, but now that he has someone who wants to marry, he doesn't want to mistreat him. He can't do anything about it at his age, but he must be in place in any aspect of marriage.

He hasn't married either. The cumbersome details are how to do it.

Yi's father believed this, and Yi's mother wiped her eyes: "I'll leave it to my mother. My mother must do it properly for you. This marriage proposal is a big deal."

The ladies who used to be friends have long changed their identities. They are about to get married for their children. Her old son is the first time for a big girl to get on the bridal sedan chair, so this marriage naturally needs to be serious and beautiful.