Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 241 Effort

  In Mother Han's view, unfilial sons simply don't have brains.

   "Miss Lin and the Crown Prince were engaged. There are so many good girls in the capital. Why does our family get into this trouble?"

   "Why is it troublesome? At that time, Miss Lin was ill, and the General's Mansion offered to withdraw from her relatives. Didn't the Emperor also express his affirmation to the General's Mansion."

  After Miss Lin broke off the engagement with the prince who was still the king of Wei, Cheng Shu, the grandson of the old lady of the general's mansion, was proposed by an ordinary guard to become a hundred households, which shows the emperor's attitude towards the general's mansion.

   Mother Han was unmoved: "You just think that the emperor doesn't care, what about the prince?"

  It would be nice if the prince was a generous one, but if he was a careful one, maybe he would not like the person who married Mrs. Lin.

  Although this is only possible, why did Shangshufu take this risk?

   "Prince is a generous man—"

   Mother Han did not want to listen: "You don't have to say it, in short, I don't agree."

   "Mother——" Han Baocheng was full of disappointment.

  Mother Han looked away, not letting her heart soften.

   Even if the betrothed to Miss Lin is someone else, she can think about it, but that is the crown prince, and will be the emperor in the future. If Miss Lin is dissatisfied with the Shang Shufu, what will the Shangshufu do in the future?

   "My son understands, mother, rest well." Han Baocheng finished speaking and walked out silently.

   Looking at the dejected back of her son leaving, Mother Han sighed deeply.

  Han Baocheng did not go back to the room, but left the Shangshu Mansion and asked Yang Zhe for a drink.

   Seeing him drinking cup after cup, Yang Zhe asked, "Brother Han, has something on your mind?"

  Han Baocheng put down the wine glass, the slight taste of alcohol did not make him sober, but gave him courage.

   Looking at Yang Zhe's handsome face, he said, "Brother Yang, I want to ask you a favor."

   "Brother Han, please speak." Yang Zhe's tone was gentle.

  Han Baocheng squeezed the wine glass on the table: "My family once asked to marry Miss Lin, you know it."

   Yang Zhe nodded.

   "Now she's still in the boudoir, I... I still want to marry her."

   Yang Zhe's eyes flashed slightly: "What does Brother Han need me to do?"

"I want to ask Brother Yang to find out the prince's tone and see if he will mind." Han Bao decided to say it, "If the prince is not unhappy, I would like to ask him to find a suitable Baoshan for me to match this. A marriage."

  Han Baocheng put his last hope on the prince, not just impulsive.

  When the prince was still the king of Wei, because Yang Zhe had a good personal relationship with the prince, as a friend of Yang Zhe, he had a lot of contact with the prince, and it could be seen that the prince was a generous person.

   Pursuing the desired result is risky. With an understanding of the prince's character, Mrs. Lin is worth a try.

  There is no risk in being afraid, but he will miss the girl he likes. He doesn't want to wait until he is old to regret why he didn't work hard in the first place.

   "I'll ask Brother Han for help." Yang Zhe agreed immediately.

  Han Baocheng raised his glass: "Thank you, Brother Yang."

  Yang Zhe smiled lightly: "Between us, if we talk about this, we will see the outside world."

Soon Yang Zhe found an opportunity to mention this to the prince: "Brother Han is a sincere person, when the family took a fancy to Miss Lin's intention to discuss relatives, he took it to heart, and now he sees Miss Lin waiting for his girlfriend. I wanted to ask for marriage, but I was strongly opposed by my family."

   Hearing Yang Zhe mentioned Lin Chan, the prince was stunned for a moment.

   It has been a long time since no one mentioned Miss Lin, and in retrospect, this marriage between him and Miss Lin seemed to be as long ago as a previous life.

   "Is Miss Lin cured?"

   "I heard it's great."

   "That's good." The prince smiled comfortably, "Miss Lin is a good girl, it would be a good thing if she could marry Baocheng."

   "It's a pity that his family didn't agree."

"Because you quit your relationship with me?" The crown prince understood the crux of the problem without much thought, and sighed, "Speaking of which, I always feel sorry for quitting my relationship when Miss Lin was seriously ill. Worse yet."

He felt a bit regretful about his resignation from Miss Lin, but if it wasn't for Yang Zhe's mention today, he would not even pay attention to Miss Lin's condition in the past few months. Unhappy, what is the difference between him and that brother?

  Thinking of this, the prince came up with the idea of ​​matching Han Baocheng and Miss Lin.

   If all the people in the manor hold the idea of ​​​​the Han family of the Shangshu mansion, so that no one dares to ask for marriage, Miss Lin, wouldn't it be that there are always people thinking about him.

   This kind of situation makes people uncomfortable to think about it.

  The prince soon had an idea: "Well, let the teacher ask Han Shangshu's meaning. If the Han and Lin families are interested, let the teacher be a Baoshan."

   The teacher mentioned by the prince was originally Professor Shi Si, the head of the palace, named Chen Fuli. The prince has always treated him as a teacher, and it is undoubtedly very important to appear as a guardian in his capacity, and it fully shows the meaning of the prince.

   When Han Baocheng heard the news from Yang Zhe, he couldn't hold back his excitement: "Does the prince really say that?"

  Yang Zhe pulled out the sleeves that he was tugging tightly, and said with a smile, "How could the prince still laugh at you for such a thing?"

   "Thank you, Brother Yang!" Han Baocheng nodded to the end.

   "It's the prince who is benevolent, and I don't have much to do." Yang Zhe avoided the ceremony and reminded, "Brother Han had better let his grandfather breathe first."

   "Yes, I'll go and tell my grandfather that I'll invite Brother Yang to have a good drink another day."

  Han Baocheng bid farewell to Yang Zhe, hurried to Tao Ranzhai to buy a roast chicken, and hurried back to Shangshu Mansion.

   It happened to be a holiday, and Han Shangshu was rarely at home at this time.

   "Grandfather, grandson brought you snacks." Han Baocheng put the roast chicken wrapped in oil paper on the table and said with a smile.

He has the kind of handsome appearance with big eyes and thick eyebrows, and his smile is very pleasing to the elders. Han Shangshu can't help but bend his lips when he looks at the eldest grandson with a bright smile: "Is it Tao Ranzhai's roast chicken? Or is Baocheng aware that he loves his grandfather, come and come, Let's have two drinks for our grandparents."

  The grandfather and grandson ate roast chicken and drank small wine, and also added a plate of crispy peanuts.

  Han Bao's prejudice is almost over, he smiled: "Grandfather, the prince wants to match his grandson and Miss Lin, what do you think?"

   "Pfft——" Han Shangshu spit out a mouthful of wine and stared at his grandson, "What did you say?"

   "It's just that the prince suddenly felt that his grandson and Mrs. Lin were a good match, and wanted to match us—"

   "After drinking a few glasses of wine and talking drunk, go, go, go back to the house quickly." Han Shangshu didn't believe a word, and drove his grandson away like a fly.

   In the next day, Han Shangshu met Chen Fuli.

   "Master Chen invited me to drink?" Although Han Shangshu was surprised, he did not reveal the slightest bit on his face, "That's good, I'm worried about not having a drinking friend."

   Chen Fuli's official position is not high, but he has taught the prince, so naturally he can't be offended.

  Wait, Prince?

   Looking at Chen Fuli with a smile on his face, Han Shangshu suddenly thought of what his grandson said.

   (end of this chapter)