Chapter 61 War
"Sir, we don't want to be angry like this."
Wen Yue thought for a while, shook his head slightly and said, "No, I agree."
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I was stunned. The Annan family was a burden to the whole family.
My daughter is blind and cannot get married.
Uncle Annan was afraid that his daughter would be bullied by her husband's family after marrying off, so he kept him in a boudoir.
My son is so stupid that I can only keep him with me at all times and there is no way to let him go.
He just hopes that his foolish son can carry on the family line, and other uncles Annan can't count on it either.
This time when he came to the Hou Mansion, An Nanbo came alone, hoping to find a good home for his daughter.
So I didn’t hire a matchmaker.
The Xungui family values face the most. If you can come here alone, you will no longer have an old face.
The former Wen Yue was naturally a humble gentleman and was highly regarded. He didn't go to the brothel to listen to music and play, and he didn't see the playboy's domineering attitude. After seeing him once from a distance, Annanbo always felt that this was a person he could trust.
With good moral character and a bright future ahead of him, he is simply the ideal man for countless girls in Liangdu.
It turned out that such a handsome person would never be in their family.
Who would have thought that during a capture of Sneaky, Wen Yue was seriously injured, and it was said that his injured leg would cause problems.
There is no need to think about the position of the crown prince, and there is no future.
Originally, the second roommate had more hope, but after hearing that the second roommate in the Hou Mansion died suddenly, the old Marquis had to save his life even if he disliked the lame Wen Yue.
At least Wen Yue cannot fall until Wen Yue's brothers grow up.
Even if you really have to endure the pressure in the end, it is better to have a crippled prince than a dead queen.
Wen Yue was quite pleased because his father would still ask for his opinion during such a life-long event.
"Sir, are you confused? The young lady of Uncle Ann's family is blind."
Wen Yue looked at his legs: "At this time, do I still have to pick on others?"
"Just go and answer."
Wen Yue didn't explain much to Chujiu.
With his current appearance, if someone comes to get married, he will definitely pay more attention to his character.
Helping him in times of need made him feel that there was still hope.
Coincidentally, after experiencing frustration and three months of dormancy, Wen Yue also saw clearly the warmth and warmth of human nature.
He doesn't need to gain anything through marriage. If someone comes who doesn't hold him back and can fully support him, it's the best choice.
Unexpectedly, Annenberg appeared.
The reputation of Uncle Ann's family is good.
Some minor illnesses can be tolerated.
Tushanjun generally understood.
It was the daughter of Uncle Annan's family who was blind and came to propose marriage.
Tu Shanjun didn't say anything. Whatever the banner leader chooses is a personal matter, and there is no need for his help in making suggestions for such private matters.
The reception room of the Hou Mansion is elegant and elegant.
Carved railings and jade bricks.
The servants and servants have long since been dispersed.
Although An Nanbo had already planned to get rid of this old face, the Marquis Mansion could not let others lose face without being polite.
Therefore, the only ones left in the hall were the old Marquis and the old housekeeper who was waiting in the middle hall for Marquis Jing'an to call.
The old Marquis has been feeling powerless since he resisted Xiang Hu's knife attack a month ago, and his body is weak from serious injuries that have not yet healed.
Maybe it's because of old age that the injury doesn't heal well, and it's also an internal injury, so we can only keep it.
He can still support his body with a breath of pure inner energy, but he can no longer fight with others.
After all, he was a master who entered the Zang Refining Realm back then. Even though his Qi and blood have declined now, he is still far stronger than ordinary people.
The old Marquis coughed twice and said thoughtfully: "I still have to talk to Quanzi about the matter between Brother Song and Ling Qianjin."
In fact, he was inclined to agree directly. Although Annenberg's daughter was blind, the one in his family now had a broken leg. No matter how good he was before, it had all been written off and disappeared.
If it weren't for the fact that the second family member was beaten to death, there would be no news about Wen Yue in the Hou Mansion now.
Song Hao, the uncle of Annan, wore a flat crown and civil and military robes. He was tall and bearded.
Hearing Marquis Jing'an's words, An Nanbo's face flashed with an embarrassed look.
He really had no choice.
My daughter can’t sell it at all.
Seeing that we are getting older and older, we cannot afford to be an old girl.
Someone is going to poke you in the spine.
If only her brother were normal, he could still take care of his sister when they passed away.
God's will is unexpected, and this son is dumbfounded and foolish. He can't even take care of himself, let alone his sister.
When the two of them grow old, the two siblings will not even have anyone to rely on, so why should they be driven out of their homes?
So in desperation, Annan visited other noble houses.
Some were polite, while others made excuses and didn't answer the question at all.
What's even more outrageous is that he just closed the door and thanked guests, and then disappeared as soon as he heard that Annan was coming.
Judging from Marquis Jing'an's appearance and attitude, he is probably in doubt today.
Asking about junior's attitude is just an excuse.
Who would marry a blind woman with a stupid younger brother?
His title has no real power, and the little military power in his hand is not enough to feed and drink the whole family. Not to mention that there are not many benefits, even if there are some benefits, he cannot share it with his uncle.
So Annan sat on pins and needles in his seat.
The whole person was restless.
Perhaps he could see Uncle An Nan's embarrassment, so Marquis Jing'an couldn't help but talk about the war in the north.
"In the battle of Luohe, I heard that we were defeated again."
"We were defeated. Less than 3,000 of the 100,000 troops managed to escape. It is said that Feng Gan took advantage of the situation and fell into the Northern Wei's plan. Both the central army and the rear army fell into it. In the end, he was defeated and died."
"But since Feng Gan is dead, the emperor will also understand him."
When talking about the war, Annenberg became very excited, sweeping away the solemn and tense atmosphere just now.
No matter how bad the general is, the debt will be wiped out after death, and the emperor will not pursue those who died in battle and their families.
Victory and defeat are commonplace for military strategists, but Daliang suffered too many defeats during his march to seize territory.
There were originally three families. Back then, the Northern Wei Dynasty and Nanliang Dynasty jointly wiped out Dachen. The Northern Wei Dynasty went south to plunder the territory and took the advantage, dragging the defense line all the way to Nanyue Mountain.
The army of Nanliang collided with the Northern Wei Dynasty.
As a result, Daliang was defeated, and the Northern Wei Dynasty eroded most of its old territory and resources in these years.
As a former ally and a powerful person, Daliang was naturally very unhappy about this.
I didn't eat the meat, and the remaining soup was really hard to swallow.
Emperor Liang felt even more uncomfortable after drinking the soup, and always wanted to redraw the boundaries between the two parties.
It's a pity that he has been defeated repeatedly.
Now it is impossible for Daliang to withdraw. The Northern Wei Dynasty is growing stronger and the national power of Nanliang is declining. He wants to annex Nanliang altogether and complete the unification.
Therefore, even if they were retreating steadily, Nanliang could only be forced to fight a war.
Marquis Jing'an and Uncle Annan were both conferred military honors, so naturally they had something in common to talk about.
The situation in the north is indeed corrupt.
If it were ten years ago, Nanliang had strong soldiers and strong horses, and the two sides could compete to see who was stronger.
Not anymore.
As the old emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne, there were fewer and fewer thoughts of marching north to regain territory.
It is estimated that it won't be long before the entire defense line will have to retreat.
Withdrew to Tongshan, used natural dangers to block the Northern Wei's advance, and defended the southern territory.
When talking about this matter, the two of them sighed in unison.
There was no way around it, the emperor didn't want to fight, and they, the ministers, couldn't continue to fight on the emperor's behalf.
The civil service group also wants to settle down.
If they want to go to war again, they will accuse the nobles of increasing taxes, plundering the people's fat, supporting the soldiers to respect themselves, and drinking the blood of the soldiers.
As everyone knows, the civil service group is also a member of the exploitative group.
Clearing up and down, antique calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which one does not require money?
Luxury houses, condominiums, and beauties, which one doesn’t require money?
Romance, sex, prostitution, poetry and literary events, everything is done without money.
After saying so much, Anan Bo felt a little embarrassed. In any case, his daughter was blind and was a burden to ordinary people.
It would be hard to stay any longer.
An Nanbo cupped his hands and said, "Marquis Wen, I will take my leave now."
"master."
At this time, Chujiu quickly entered the central hall: "Master, the young master has agreed to this matter."
An Nanbo had already opened his legs and looked at Chujiu as if he had heard wrongly.
The person who was even more shocked was the Marquis of Jing'an.
He didn't expect that his son, who usually looked gentle but actually had a bit of pride in his heart, would actually agree to this marriage.
Confirm with Chujiu again.
The answer was still affirmative.
At this time, Marquis Jing'an came to his senses and looked at An Nan Bo with a smile: "Since Quan Zi also agrees, why not find a time to exchange birthdays and horoscopes to settle the marriage?"
"What do you think, Brother Song?"
An Nanbo cupped his hands and said, "What the Marquis said is true."