I have a role in the heavens

"This is Guo Xian's nephew, he is really handsome and talented!" Liu Ruyu moved her eyes to Guo Baokun. At this time, Guo Baokun had been staying quietly behind Guo Youzhi, and it was not his turn to communicate with the elders. A junior interrupted, this is the most basic rule.

"If you haven't come over yet, let's meet your Uncle Fan and Aunt Fan!" Guo Youzhi stretched out his hand to pull Guo Baokun in front of him and ordered Guo Baokun to salute Fan Jian and his wife.

Guo Baokun bent down with his hands, bowed and saluted, and then said, "My nephew Guo Baokun, I have met Uncle Fan and Aunt Fan."

"Get up quickly, why is this child so polite? My family doesn't need to be like this!" Fan Jian stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to help Guo Baokun up, and took the opportunity to take a closer look at Guo Baokun, although the two had met before in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. , but there was no relationship, so Fan Jian naturally didn't take a closer look at her. When she saw her today, she was indeed as gentle as jade, with only grace, and she was very satisfied.

When Guo Youzhi heard this, he was secretly happy. Fan Jian's words revealed the closeness. It seemed that there was hope for marriage. He immediately told Guo Baokun, "I haven't thanked you, Uncle Fan. We will be a family in the future!"

Guo Youzhi glanced at Guo Baokun with deep meaning. Guo Baokun instantly understood the meaning of his words. His face instantly filled with joy. He thanked him repeatedly and followed Fan Jian's strength to get up. The anxiety in his heart miraculously disappeared at this moment. .

Seeing that the Guo family and his son had understood the meaning of his words, Fan Jian turned around and winked at Liu Ruyu, who nodded in response.

The two parties greeted each other and then sat down for the first time.

Guo Youzhi already understood what Fan Jian and his wife meant. Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to ask about the result again. Instead, he said directly, "Brother Fan, last time I came here in a hurry, I failed to finalize the marriage of our children. This time I can only shamelessly ask again." I’m here to visit and ask for a thousand pieces of gold for my son, and I hope your husband and wife can agree!”

Fan Jian and Liu Ruyu looked at each other and saw him nodding. They knew that the time was ripe, so they stopped asking for Qiao and replied directly and affirmatively: "Young Master is of noble character and extraordinary talent. Now he is the number one scholar, so I am naturally satisfied." Yes, although my daughter has some talent and beauty, she has been spoiled by me since she was a child. She has a very unruly personality, but she is always on top of your son. I ask my in-laws and my nephew to be more tolerant of me in the future!"

When Guo Youzhi heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. The marriage was finally done, "Brother Fan, what you said is out of context. I only have one son. I often envy others who have both sons and daughters. Now that Ruoruo and my son are married, I have more." This daughter must be loved very much, if Quanzi dares to let Ruoruo off, I will not be able to spare him!"

Guo Youzhi made a statement and glared at Guo Baokun fiercely.

Guo Baokun naturally understood what his father meant, and quickly stood up to express his opinion to Fan Jian and his wife, "Being able to marry Miss Fan is a blessing that my nephew has cultivated in his previous life. Naturally, he will treat her well and never let her down!"

Fan Jian and his wife were very satisfied with the statement of the Guo family and his son. Did they delay not agreeing to the marriage just to make the other party value their daughter and cherish this marriage?

"Sister, sister. Something bad is going to happen!!!" In the back house of Fan Mansion, a slightly fat boy broke into Fan Ruoruo's boudoir, shouting.

"Fan Sizhe, shut up. I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me!"

An elegant and fresh woman dressed in white sat at the table, holding a book in her hand. Looking at it, the woman is in her twenties and eighties, with fair skin, skin like gelatin, bright starry eyes, a straight nose, a bookish look on her face, long and slender catkins, as if she has no bones, and a slender body, like a willow branch. Moved by the wind. The sound is like a silver bell, clear and moving. Although the words are annoying, it still makes people feel comfortable.

"Really, sister, I really didn't lie to you this time. Something is really wrong!" This fat boy is Fan Sizhe, the beloved son of Fan Jian and Liu Ruyu. Seeing that his sister didn't believe him, he kept promising.

"Really?" Fan Ruoruo asked rhetorically, seeing the anxious look on Fan Sizhe's face, a little doubtful.

"What's got you so panicked?"

"Sister, father has arranged a marriage for you!!!" Fan Sizhe then revealed the matter. It turned out that he had just sneaked out of the living room and overheard the marriage negotiation. He was so shocked that he hurriedly came to ventilate Fan Ruoruo. Report the news.

"What!!!" The book in Fan Ruoruo's hand fell instantly, and he jumped up in shock. When he hit the table, the tea set on the table was smashed into pieces, and the tea cups were scattered everywhere. The tea in the cup in front of Fan Ruoruo spilled all over the table, and the hot tea flowed down the edge of the table. However, Fan Ruoruo, who was shocked and panicked by the news of his marriage, had no intention of sorting out the messy scene and went straight to the door. Run.

"How is it possible?" Fan Ruoruo murmured to herself as she ran away, feeling a little confused. She couldn't even wait for Fan Sizhe to explain the matter clearly. She didn't even have time to hear her fiancé's name, so she wanted to go to the living room to stop the marriage. Fan Ruoruo has been influenced by Fan Xian's thoughts since he was a child. He believes that women should actively pursue their own happiness and have the courage to pursue their own love. Therefore, she has been looking forward to a perfect love and happy marriage of her own since she was a child. She has never thought about it. It was hard for her to accept that she had become a couple with an unknown man without knowing it.

"Brother Guo, although our two families have confirmed this marriage, we still have to follow the rules." Fan Jian saw that both parties had reached a consensus on the marriage, but he still reminded Guo Youzhi with some worry. After all, as a parent, There is no one who does not love his children.

"That's inevitable. As the Minister of Rites, I will naturally respect etiquette. Tomorrow I will invite a matchmaker to come to the door to accept the gift and propose marriage. In short, the three letters and six etiquette will definitely not miss a step." Guo Youzhi understands the truth and naturally knows that officials like them There are strict etiquettes that need to be followed when children get married, otherwise the family will lose face.

"Then I'll just wait for the good news tomorrow!" Fan Jian smiled with satisfaction, unconsciously touched his beard and nodded frequently.

Fan Ruoruo looked at the living room in front of her, straightened her appearance, and calmed her breathing. She must not panic now, let alone make a fuss or be unruly and willful. That would not be conducive to the solution of the matter and would only Making things worse.

"Father, mother." Fan Ruoruo stepped into the room, folded his hands in front of his waist, slightly bent his legs, and saluted Fan Jian and his wife.

"Why are you here?" Fan Jian looked at Fan Ruoruo, who looked calm, and naturally knew that Fan Ruoruo must have heard the news and came here. He asked this to stop Fan Ruoruo from messing around.

"Father, I heard that my father had arranged a marriage for me, and I was a little curious, so I came to ask!" Fan Ruoruo replied calmly. Although the Qing Kingdom has certain restrictions on women and Confucianism also exists, it is far from the same. It has not developed to the point of strict etiquette.