Chapter 77 Wang Fu

Zhao Wangshu returned to the mansion and went to the upper room to see Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao held an invitation in her hand. When she saw her coming in, she said, "I will be a guest at the uncle's house in Hejian in a few days." , prepare yourself."

Zhao Wangshu was not surprised at all that Mrs. Zhao wanted to take her out to a banquet. Zhao Yuzhen and Zhao Yujia were both settled, and it was her and Zhao Yufang's turn.

"Yes, I will be well prepared." Zhao Wangshu responded obediently.

"Uncle Hejian's Mansion has invited a lot of people this time. You are not young anymore. You should also prepare some snacks for the wedding." Mrs. Zhao asked with seeming concern.

Zhao Wangshu understood what Mrs. Zhao meant. It would be a great honor for Mrs. Zhao to let her choose the person herself.

It’s a pity that Zhao Wangshu doesn’t need this face, but there is no need to say it out loud. He lowered his head and said: “Thank you, old lady, for your concern, I will pay attention to it.”

Old Mrs. Zhao Seeing that she was being taught, he was quite satisfied and gave her a few more instructions before sending her back to the yard.

Not long after she returned to the yard, Zhao Yufang came over, "Sister Shu, did the old lady tell you about her visit to Uncle Hejian's Mansion in a few days?"

　“Said.”

　“What do we need to prepare?” Zhao Yufang asked nervously.

"Sister Fang wants to marry into the uncle's house in Hejian?" Zhao Wangshu asked directly without making any detours.

Zhao Yufang was startled, then lowered her eyebrows and said, "This is not up to me."

"Who does the old lady want you to marry?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a frown.

"Wang Fu, the eldest son of Hejian Bo."

He is the eldest son, but not the heir apparent. This shows that Wang Fu is a concubine.

The concubine is older than the legitimate son, which can be seen from the chaos in the inner house of Hejian House.

Of course Zhao Wangshu knew that Zhao Yufang was not willing to marry Wang Fu, but the decision-making power was not in Zhao Yufang's hands.

Zhao Wangshu asked again: "How old is Wang Fu now?"

"Twenty-three years old."

Such an old age.

　"Has he been married before?"

　"Not married, but engaged, but when they were about to get married, an elder on the woman's side passed away. After observing mourning for three years, But the woman suddenly fell ill and passed away."

"Oh." Zhao Wangshu chuckled. This Wang Fu's fate seemed not to be good.

"How many concubines does he have?" Zhao Wangshu didn't believe that Wang Fu was so clean and self-sufficient that there were no women around him.

"There are three. One of his concubines gave birth to a daughter for him two months ago."

"What kind of garbage man is this?" Zhao Wangshu really didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao would choose such a person for Zhao Yufang.

Although Qian Suan was a dandy, he was still his legitimate son.

Although Zeng Kai was a concubine, he had no concubine children.

This Wang Fu is a concubine and cannot inherit the title. He also has three concubines and a daughter. He is definitely not a good match.

Old Mrs. Zhao is getting more and more sloppy in her selection of people.

"The old lady said that he is motivated and will definitely achieve something in the future." Zhao Yufang said.

Aspirational? Zhao Wangshu sneered, there were so many motivated people, "What grade of official is he?"

In this era, the most direct way to reflect a person's ambition is his official position.

“Seventh grade official.” Zhao Yufang replied.

In the capital, where nobles and high-ranking officials abound, seventh-grade officials are really nothing, they can be caught in large numbers.

Especially since Wang Fu was backed by the Hejian House, and he only became a seventh-rank official at the age of twenty-three, this person had some real abilities.

Zhao Wangshu sneered: "With his appearance, how can he be called ambitious?"

"I am a country girl, and with a seventh-rank official, I am indeed a high-ranking official." ." Zhao Yufang smiled bitterly, "But I don't want to climb high."

Zhao Yuzhen and Zhao Yujia accepted the marriage arrangement arranged by Mrs. Zhao, but Zhao Yufang wanted to resist, and Zhao Wangshu was willing to help her. .

Helping others is also helping yourself. Zhao Wangshu pondered for a moment, "You are pretending to be sick and don't go to the Hejian uncle's house for the banquet. This is just a temporary measure. If we don't see each other for the first time, the old lady will definitely make arrangements. The second time, but we can take advantage of this opportunity to catch Wang Fu. If he doesn’t like you, this marriage will not happen.”

Zhao Yufang grabbed Zhao Wangshu’s hand, She said gratefully: "Sister Shu, thank you. Without your help, I would have been forced to marry someone I hate."

"We are sisters, and we should help each other, Fang Sister, the maids serving you are arranged by the eldest lady. Don't let them find out that you are pretending to be sick."

"Don't worry, Sister Shu, I will guard against them."

In order not to marry Wang Fu, Zhao Yufang was cruel to herself. The night before going to the banquet, she wore a thin middle coat and faced the cold wind for most of the night.

In the early morning, before the maid came in, she closed the window, lay back on the bed and pretended to sleep.

When Mrs. Zhao was about to leave for Hejian Bofu,, found that Zhao Yufang hadn't come yet, "What's going on? Go and call Miss Fang."

After saying this, the maid who served Zhao Yufang came in and reported: "Madam, Miss Fang is sick."

"Sick? What kind of disease? You were fine yesterday. Why did you become sick after one night?" Mrs. Zhao asked angrily.

"Miss Fang had a stuffy nose yesterday and asked the kitchen to make ginger soup." The maid replied.

Zhao Wangshu raised the corners of his lips, thinking that Zhao Yufang was smart and did not pretend to be sick out of the blue, and even laid the groundwork.

"Since she is sick, let the doctor take a look at her. You can go to the banquet first. Don't be rude." Mrs. Zhao said.

"Yes." Mrs. Zhao walked out, and Zhao Wangshu followed with her head lowered.

"Wang Shu stays." Mrs. Zhao said.

Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Wangshu were both stunned. Mrs. Zhao was puzzled, "You're not taking Wangshu with you?"

Zhao Wangshu was secretly happy that he didn't have to go to socialize with Hejian. The people in the uncle's house are so nice.

When Mrs. Zhao arrived at the uncle's house in Hejian, Mrs. Zhao saw that she was attending the banquet alone and did not bring the girl who had not left the palace with her. The smile on her face was a little sincere, "Mrs. Zhao, hurry up. Please sit down."

Mrs. Bo knew that today's banquet was obviously to celebrate her birthday, but in fact it was to choose a wife for the eldest son of the concubine.

Of course she was not happy with the eldest son of a concubine, and she was even less willing to let him marry a girl from a wealthy family.

The girl of the Zhao family is not of high family status, but there is a queen in the palace. If the eldest son of the concubine is allowed to get involved, it is very likely that her son's position as the heir apparent will be unstable.

"I wish you blessings like the East Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains." Mrs. Zhao presented a birthday gift.

"Mrs. Zhao is so polite." Mrs. Bo smiled so hard that her teeth were almost blinded. The absence of a girl from the Zhao family meant that the Zhao family did not intend to marry the girl to Wang Fu?

When Mrs. Zhao came back from being a guest at the Hejian uncle's house, Mrs. Zhao explained her doubts, "Wang Fu is just a concubine, and he has three concubines and one daughter. Yufang has a delicate appearance, which is more than enough for him. , Wangshu has an outstanding appearance, and his father and brother are also famous. It would be a waste to match him."

"I don't let Wangshu follow you because I'm worried that the Hejian House will think that we want to send Wangshu away. Betrothed to Wang Fu."

Mrs. Zhao suddenly realized, "The old lady has thought carefully."

Then she asked: "Yufang is really sick. "Is it true?"

"I'm really sick. The doctor checked my pulse and found that I was infected with wind and cold." Mrs. Zhao had also suspected it before. After all, Zhao Yufang's illness was too coincidental.

"Unlucky girl." Mrs. Zhao curled her lips.