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Chapter 354

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    When Huarong said this, the eldest lady and Lin Huan's mother agreed.

    "The commanding envoy's son-in-law is really good. Tong Zitao is still a friend. He has been to the house several times. He is polite and polite. He is indeed a good candidate."

    Lin Huan's mother nodded in agreement, and secretly included the commander's name in the selection of her son-in-law.

    "And that, Fu Yin's eldest son looks good too."

    The eldest lady mentioned one person, "He played the flute very well. He also looks handsome. Didn't Huan'er always like to talk about the piano? One plays the piano and the other plays the flute. It's also very good."

    As soon as the eldest lady finished speaking, Lin Huan's mother vetoed this opinion, "Mother, the eldest son of Fu Yin looks good, but you don't know how many girls this flute has coaxed, he is a playboy, and there is no shortage of women around him.  "

    Huarong said next to her, "Indeed, I heard that they often haunt brothels. Lin Huan is a lady, so it's really inappropriate."

    "It turned out to be like this."

    Da Furen suddenly realized, and smiled embarrassedly, "I never thought that at such an advanced age, a white-faced boy who can play the flute would be fascinated."

    Huarong smiled, "Don't say it's you, if I and this palace didn't investigate it, I would be really happy. It's a pity that you know people and face but don't know your heart. Playboys really don't matter. Da Furen, what do you think of the eldest son of Fucheng?  "

    "The eldest son of the prime minister?"

    Da Furen's eyes lit up, "But the one who is more talented than the chief minister's son-in-law?"

    Huarong nodded, "That's the one. He's handsome. Although he can't escape being handsome, he's also a white-faced scholar. He's full of bookishness and full of knowledge. He's a year younger than the chief minister's son-in-law, but his demeanor is much better than that.  At least, I will take the imperial examination next year, and I heard that it is the hottest top three.¡±

    "so smart?"

    The eldest lady exclaimed, "Top three? Isn't it Wenqu star descending to earth? The old man said that the literary talent is indeed much better than that of the chief minister."

    Lin Huan's mother also became interested, "How is the family?"

    Although Lin Huan's mother grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, she would often have gatherings among the wives and gossip about the wives of the aristocratic family, but it was limited to rumors with no solid evidence, so I had to ask the queen who had thoroughly investigated the details.  Empress.

    Hua Rong said with a smile, "It's not bad. This child is a legitimate son. He has two younger sisters below him. They are all young ladies. Fu Cheng's family belongs to a scholarly family. His father has only one wife."

    "One wife?"

    Lin Huan's mother was a little surprised, who in this world doesn't have three wives and four concubines?  Naturally, there are fateful ones, such as the queen empress, who is enviable. I never thought that the Fu Cheng would have a wife, but this Fu Cheng is not a Fu Cheng from Jiangnan, and his wife never walked around with them, so I didn't even hear about it.

    Huarong nodded approvingly, "It's a wife with deep affection. There is only one son and two daughters. If Huan'er gets married, there will be no problem with sisters-in-law. The wife of Fucheng is kind-hearted and gentle, and she often does some things.  Donate porridge for charity, and don¡¯t walk around often on weekdays. Most of them stay at home with their husbands and children, reading and painting. Huan¡¯er is not a person who likes to talk too much. If he passes by, he should be able to have a good conversation  .¡±

    The more Lin Huan's mother listened, the more delighted she was. The list of the eldest son of the prime minister suddenly jumped up several names in her heart, and she could almost be tied for the top with the chief minister's first son.

    The eldest lady was also happy to hear that, "Fu Cheng has only one wife in his life, and they all say that family influence is very important. If the eldest son really likes Huan'er, Huan'er may be less affected by the backyard in the future.  A good story."

    It is indeed a plus point to nod heavily to Lin Huan's mother who is deeply touched.

    Lin Huan is gentle and weak, and she really can't do those open and secret fights in the backyard. It seems that the eldest son of the Fu Cheng is indeed the most reliable candidate.

    "but"

    Huarong hesitated a little, "Compared to this, Fu Chengzheng's fourth-rank officials are a bit low, I wonder if the two of you mind? But the eldest son of Fu Cheng is so talented, if he does something in the future, his official position will definitely not be low.  "

    When Huarong said this, the eldest lady and Lin Huan's mother were even more excited. If they could really be among the top three in high school in the future, with the help of the empress, their official career should be bright.

    Lin Huan's mother quickly laughed and said, "It's not important, as long as the talented ones are good to Huan'er."

    The eldest lady nodded in agreement.

    Huarong smiled, and secretly put the eldest son of Fucheng first, "But it still depends on whether Huan'er likes it or not. Why didn't you see her when you came back?"

    Lin Huan's motherHe explained, "I'm going back to change clothes, I'll be back in a while."

    Huarong gave an "um", and just as she was about to talk about the next candidate, she saw a gentle and weak figure appearing at the door, and after entering, she saluted gracefully.

    Huarong smiled and waved her hands, "You came here just as I was talking about you. Come and sit down."

    As he spoke, he patted the chair beside him and let Lin Huan sit down.

    Lin Huan blushed slightly, and asked curiously, "Auntie Queen, what are you talking about?"

    "What are we talking about?"

    Huarong raised her eyebrows, "Of course I'm talking about you, about finding a husband for you! To be honest with my aunt, I've met so many today, is there anyone you like?"

    When Huarong asked, Lin Huan's mother and the eldest lady both pricked up their ears, stared at Lin Huan, and secretly guessed which son it was.

    Lin Huan was stared at by three people for a while, blushing, biting his lower lip, and spoke after a long while.

    "Every son is very good, each has his own style, Huan'er doesn't know."

    The eldest lady smiled, "Huan'er is really picky."

    Lin Huan blushed a little more, and a scene of a man throwing a pot suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He raised the round-headed arrow, threw it casually, and then swayed it into the mouth of the bottle.

    Thinking of this, Lin Huan blushed even more.

    Huarong also smiled, "However, we have to choose one after all. This person must be talented, literary, good-looking, family, and good-natured in everything, to be worthy of Huaner."

    Lin Huan's mother took the initiative and said, "Who does Lin Huan think has the best writing and poetry today?"

    Lin Huan thought for a while, and ranked all the sons who recited poems correctly.

    "The best one should be the son-in-law of Fucheng. Although the poems are not gorgeous, they are full of talent, have the spirit of a young man, and have a heart for the world. The son-in-law of the chief minister is not bad, although he is a little bit weaker than the son-in-law of Fucheng.  It¡¯s a little more open, but the poems are gorgeous and beautiful, like the most beautiful peonies blooming on the branches, which is also good.¡±

    Huarong smiled, "Whose poems does Huaner like?"

    "Of course he is the son of the prime minister."

    Lin Huan replied without thinking, "His poems are the best. Although they are simple, they can touch people's hearts. The words are pearls, and they are obviously full of knowledge, so they can spit out beautiful chapters. Huan'er heard that the poems of Fucheng's son-in-law are popular in Huaiyuan.  It is famous, and today¡¯s song is said to have been created on the spot.¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website: www.hlnovel.com
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