Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

"I obey!" Di Renjie bowed and left the palace.

"Sir, the eldest son has sent someone to bring a copybook from the Eastern Han Dynasty. Would you like to go back and have a look?" Di Chun asked as he opened the sedan curtain.

Di Renjie shook his head: "No rush, let's go to Fan's Mansion first. I want to meet Fan Xin's parents."

From the conversation just now, he felt that the Queen Mother seemed to want to marry off Princess Taiping to make up for her debt to her daughter.

The candidate was originally Wu Youji, but now it was Fan Xin.

Obviously the latter's value is more worthy of Wu Zetian's win over.

Therefore, as soon as he left Guanfeng Hall, he ordered Di Chun to change his route to Fan Mansion to try to finalize the marriage.

At the same time, there was a different scene in Fan Mansion.

"General Zhang, you said this is my son's mansion?" Mrs. Zhou asked in disbelief as she looked at the majestic mansion in front of her.

Zhang Huan smiled and nodded: "To be fair to the old lady, this is the Earl's Mansion given to Fan Shaoqing by the imperial court. Only the family members of high-ranking officials can live here."

"Tsk tsk, my brother is really promising. Such a mansion is bigger than Xiaolianzi Village combined." Fan Xiaolan said with envy.

"That's right, Xin'er will be a high official in the future." Fan Zhonghua carefully touched a handful of white marble carvings and said proudly.

At this time, a fat woman wearing an apron came out and greeted her with a smile.

"I've seen the master, the madam, and the eldest lady!"

"you are?"

The family of three looked puzzled at the sudden appearance of the obese woman.

"Madam, my name is Feng Chengcheng, you can call me Feng Ma."

"I am a servant who specializes in cooking for Fan Shaoqing."

"Oh, it turns out to be a servant." Zhou suddenly realized.

"You don't have to come from tomorrow. I'll cook Xin'er's food myself."

Feng Ma...

After driving away Feng's mother, Mrs. Zhou curled her lips and said: "A cook is so fat, it seems that he eats a lot on weekdays."

"How much salary will it cost Xin'er? It's better to save money by cooking for your own family."

"Okay, quickly put down the baggage. Let's go to the front yard and pull out the flowers and plants, plant a few acres of vegetables, and then build a pig pen in the open space and raise a few fat pigs."

"When Xin'er comes back from Lingzhou, stew some pork for him." Fan Zhonghua said dissatisfied.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he discovered that his son was too prodigal. The huge mansion was filled with landscapes, flowers and plants, not even a chicken or duck.

What use can these useless things have?

The mother and daughter felt that what Fan Zhonghua said made sense, so they bowed and started to clean up the house.

Looking at the busy family of three, Zhang Huan smiled bitterly and said: "If Fan Shaoqing knew that the precious flowers and plants he bought with money were pulled out, I don't know how distressed he would be."

"It's better to say less. Didn't you see the old lady looking directly at us?" Li Lang shook his head and walked to the courtyard and moved the stone lion away.

Just when the Fan family was having sex in full swing, there was a knock on the door.

"Is anyone home?"

Hearing the noise, Fan Zhonghua straightened up and wiped his sweat, walked to the door and pulled the latch.

Seeing a slightly fat old man outside the door, he asked doubtfully.

"Old man, who are you looking for?"

"You are Fan Xin's father, right? I, Di Renjie, am his colleague."

"Sir, this is the current Prime Minister Di Renjie and Mr. Di Ge." Zhang Huan reminded in a low voice from the side.

"What, are you Mr. Di Ge?" Fan Zhonghua's expression changed and he quickly stepped aside to invite Di Renjie into the house.

Although he didn't know who Di Renjie was, the prime minister still knew, and he was second only to the emperor.

The group came to the courtyard and Di Renjie was about to explain his intention when he suddenly saw a woman holding two bundles of calligraphy and paintings and throwing them to the ground. One of them was a painting by Wu Daozi.

"Old man, what are you doing..."

Fan Zhonghua smiled: "The grassroots and my wife are going to clean up the house for the child, pack up these useless things, and make some free space to build a few chicken nests for the hens to lay eggs."

"Mr. Di Ge, what's wrong with you?" Fan Zhonghua said dullly when he noticed that Di Renjie's face looked strange.

"It's nothing, I've been feeling very angry lately and want to cough a few times.

After the two parties came to the living room and sat down, Di Renjie changed the subject and stroked his beard.

"To be honest, I am here to arrange a marriage for your family Fan Xin, so I want to hear your opinions."

"marriage?"

Fan Zhonghua and Mr. Zhou looked at each other and asked, "Whose girl is she from?"

They were curious about who was so powerful that the prime minister of the dynasty could personally make connections.

"You all know this girl, she is Princess Taiping who went to Xiaolianzi Mountain in Youzhou some time ago to deliver the decree."

"Princess Taiping!" Fan Zhonghua and his wife couldn't help but exclaimed.

Seeing the expressions of the two people, Di Renjie smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Princess Taiping is the most beloved daughter of Emperor Gaozong and the current Queen Mother, and your Majesty's biological sister."

"Owning three giant mansions and hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land in Chang'an and Luoyang."

"If the two of you get married, you will be truly royal relatives."

"From now on, no one in Luoyang City will dare to look down on you."

This news was like a thunder to the two people who came out of the ravine, and they were so shocked that they could not recover for a long time.

Fan Zhonghua and his family never dreamed that one day they would become relatives of the emperor, and they were both excited and worried at the same time.

a long time.

Fan Zhonghua suppressed the joy in his heart and asked tentatively.

"May I ask Mr. Di Ge, how much do you need to prepare as a betrothal gift to marry a princess of the Tang Dynasty?"

As if he knew what they were worried about, Di Renjie smiled slightly.

"You don't have to worry. Princess Taiping has hundreds of thousands of dollars and is not short of your betrothal gifts. She just needs to clean up the Prince Consort's Mansion."

When they heard that they could marry the most noble Princess Taiping in the Tang Dynasty without using anything, Fan Zhonghua and his wife felt the last stone in their hearts.

"Please go back and tell the royal family that we have agreed to this marriage. We will just choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding!"

"Don't you need to ask Fan Shaoqing's opinion on such a big matter?"

"No, since ancient times, he dares not agree to the orders of his parents, the words of matchmakers, and the common people!" Fan Zhonghua said confidently.

Di Renjie thought about it, so he stood up and said with a smile.

"In that case, I will return to the palace and hold a wedding for Fan Xin as soon as he comes back!"

"There is Mr. Lao Dige."

"Farewell!"

"Walk slowly!"

After seeing off Di Renjie, Fan Zhonghua said happily to mother and daughter.

"The pigsty will be set up in a few days. Let's clean up the wedding room first and let Xin'er get married."

Compared with the joy of Fan Zhonghua and his wife, Fan Xiaolan hesitated.

"Dad, you'd better ask your brother about your marriage. What if he doesn't agree?"

She has known this brother too well since she was a child, and it is useless for anyone to say anything she disagrees with.

Hearing this, Fan Zhonghua's face darkened and he snorted angrily.

"Marrying the Princess of Tang Dynasty is a blessing that our Fan family has cultivated over several lifetimes."

"If you dare not agree, I will break your legs!"

"Okay, let's count the days and Xin'er should be back tomorrow. Let's pack up the Prince Consort's Mansion quickly."