Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Wang was looking for her eldest son in order to arrange a marriage for her youngest son.

"Wangshu doesn't get involved in these social practices, but Eleven is old now, and I'm the only one worried, and there's nothing I can do!"

"He's already 22, and he doesn't even have a fiancé. If he doesn't care anymore, the daughters of good families will be picked up by others... The only ones left are those with no good family background, appearance, or body! You're going to regret this!"

"Eleventh needs support from his family right now. He's doing pretty well in the business. Last time, Shopkeeper Ji said he's smart and a quick learner, and he'll be giving him a restaurant to run soon. But when it comes to marriage, it's all about back and forth, and Wangshu doesn't care at all. He hasn't even responded to a single invitation in all these years!"

"In my opinion, being able to marry into the General's Mansion is a blessing they have accumulated over several lifetimes, but they just lack a way to maneuver around. I can't just send someone to ask them directly!"

Wang kept complaining, and Qin Xiuyuan looked after his children who were playing with a wooden abacus and riding a cloth turtle, while listening to his mother complain.

When his daughter wanted to ride the wooden horse, she squatted down to steady her little body while someone rocked the horse from front to back. Although she couldn't hear, Qin Xiuyuan still praised her in her ear, "Little darling, you're really amazing."

The deaf-mute master who was invited back is still in the outer courtyard. According to the woman, strangers cannot meet the child immediately. They must ensure that they are healthy and have no wounds, no lice or insect eggs in their hair, etc. before they can come into contact with the child.

Suddenly, I felt that what the woman said was very reasonable. The master did have some bad breath, and he needed to treat it for a while to avoid it irritating Little Darling.

It is an established fact that she cannot hear. What her parents care about most is to ensure that she grows up healthy and has a smooth life.

The father and daughter were in love, but the old mother, Mrs. Wang, was unhappy. "Yuan'er, are you listening to what your mother is saying?"

Qin Xiuyuan nodded. "I'm listening. Mother, you should just go and ask them directly if they're willing. Wangshu and I can't handle these things."

Wang Shi spent most of the day talking to a deaf ear, "If I ask them, they will definitely not agree!" What a powerful family the Duke of Anguo is, a family of relatives! Eleven is still just working in the shop, without any official position in the army. A phoenix in trouble is worse than a chicken, so there is no need to talk about it. Just marry your daughter to Eleven!

Qin Xiuyuan remained silent again.

Seeing him like that, Wang Shi sometimes got really angry. "Can't you think about your brother? Why are you so jealous of him? Your wife doesn't care at all, but you, Eleven is your biological brother."

Brother.

Qin Xiuyuan put these words behind his mind. "If I don't think about him, how can he go to the shop? It's better to keep my feet on the ground."

After thinking about it, he reminded his mother, "Most of the men in the army are still unmarried. Generals and their relatives are not allowed to keep multiple concubines. Mother, you can't add any more concubines to Eleventh's room."

It was like a blow to the head. Wang was so angry that her head was dizzy. She shook her golden hairpin and said, "You are going to piss me off to death!"

"Before Anguo's aunt entered the palace, Emperor Shun had three sons and one daughter. All four children died before reaching adulthood. Only Anguo's sister gave birth to two sons safely. When the woman from the Taiping Marquis's residence entered the palace, one of these sons drowned, and the other became mentally retarded due to a fever. In the end, when Emperor Shun died, he left behind only an eight-year-old child. The woman from the Taiping Marquis's residence was superior, and her son was eventually made Crown Prince..."

Qin Xiuyuan looked at his mother, a cold glint in his eyes as he spoke slowly, "The glory of a family is inseparable from the means behind it. Three silver needle tests during the day, and guarding the battlefield at night. Mother, why don't you just live an ordinary life in peace?"

What Wang had inquired about was a family of descendants of the royal family, a wealthy family that had lived for a hundred years, but now she heard about it, that it was full of intrigue and killing of innocent people, and their bodies were still warm.

"...It's not that dynasty anymore! I'm eleven now, and I just want to marry a good girl."

Qin Xiuyuan nodded, "Aristocratic families are the best at selling people. Princess Changping even scolded us a few years ago, and two or three concubines in the backyard died. Mother, I mean that we should not associate with these people."

The family is weak. If we get involved and fall into some trap, we will regret it.

Women would even carefully avoid the butterfly hairpins on their daughters' heads and replace them with harmless cloth. In those families where oppression is rampant, the lives of children are the least valuable, and people would stay away from them.

"Many of the soldiers in the army have married daughters of high-ranking families. They wouldn't have done anything as horrible as you say."

"Those generals who can be married have salaries and abilities, but they only want to be monogamous and have children. Who would be interested in the legitimate daughters of the Duke of Anguo and the Marquis of Taiping? Who has several concubines and a bunch of children?"

Qin Xiuyuan looked at his mother and said bluntly, "Mother, don't tell Wangshu about this. A mother who has gone through so much trouble to give birth to a daughter will not help a man have three wives and four concubines."

Wangshu, who had just walked to the door, heard a sentence: "..."

Men are really cute sometimes.

"Qin Xiuyuan, well said!"

She walked in, her skirt swaying, and leaned over to kiss the man on the forehead who was half-kneeling and playing with her, "Good daddy, I will give you a daughter in my next life."

Qin Xiuyuan was stunned, his forehead moistened, and he knelt on the wool mat to accompany the baby while holding the person's waist, and said naturally, "Okay!"

If he were not in this position, having a daughter would be enough.

Wang's face was extremely ugly.

A light yellow fishtail dress with gold embroidery, this color, with a nipped waist and hips. At this age, being so affectionate in front of her, this kind of behavior, I thought she was working hard a few days ago! How blind!

"are you hungry?"

"just ate."

After staying up all night last night and hearing the very pleasant words just now, Wangshu got close to the other person. Xiao Si was attracted by the necklace and beads around her waist and started to pull at them with his little hands. Qin Xiuyuan untied the butterfly ribbon on the woman's wrist and gave it to her, then teased her away.

Everyone was having a great time.

"Wangshu, maybe you can actually give Xiao Si another sister. Chun Yang is pregnant. And he's ten years older than you."

Wang was caught off guard by this remark.

Wangshu covered his mouth and laughed, "Grandma, at my age, others have become grandma. Chunyang is in better health than me, which is a very rare situation."

In modern times, it is difficult to have a child in the third year of one’s birth.

How could a mother-in-law wake up so late in the afternoon? Wang cursed inwardly. Back then, she was in her thirties, in the Prince of Qin's backyard, and only enjoyed a few days of favor, yet someone called her an old vixen, saying she would drain a man's energy...

How could a daughter-in-law be so lucky? She could do whatever she wanted, kneeling on the mat and needing help from afar, dressed in all sorts of weird clothes, like a twenty-something concubine...

But this color is the most noble in the world. Even Lian Yuaner has never worn it. It is the yellow of supreme imperial power.