My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 380
Wang Lin had some breakfast with Li Qingzhao and Zhu Shuzhen, and was discussing with the two women about the press conference of his collection of poems "Siheng Long and Short Sentences" that will be called soon, when he suddenly heard that Han Yan sent someone to look for it in a hurry, saying that it was the emperor's The decree has arrived.

So all the girls gathered in Wang Lin's central study room.

It was Zhao Gou who came to announce the decree.

First of all, it was the royal order given to Wang Lin's family members by the emperor.

This means that the emperor has realized that when Wang Lin has nothing to seal, he can only seal his family members and children.

From Wang Lin's point of view, this is irrelevant, but after all, the emperor did it for the outside world to see.

The list should have been reported by Zhao Fujin to the palace.

Princess Han Yanyan.

Zhao Fujin, Pan Jinlian, Wanyan Shili, Concubine Ping of Yan Wang, first-rank wife.

Zhao Fujin is the wife of the Song Dynasty, and she takes the name of the country, which shows her respect.

Pan Jinlian is the wife of the Qing Dynasty.

Wanyan Shili is Mrs. Jin.

Murong Wan'er, the stamen is the side concubine, the wife of the second rank.

The four daughters Hu Sanniang, Zhang Zhenniang, Li Shishi, and Meng Yulou are still concubines, but they are granted the title of imperial order of the third rank.

Zhu Lian, Guo Yuan, Li Qingzhao, Zhu Shuzhen, and Liang Hongyu were ordered by the fourth rank.

Lin Huiyin and Zhang Lan are ordered by the fifth rank.

Xiao Duolilai, Yelu Yuliyan and other two daughters, Song Lanxiang and Song Yuhe are the female officials of Yan Wangfu, the former is the sixth rank, and the latter is the seventh rank.

After Zhao Gou finished reading, all the women were a little absent-minded. Anyway, in their hearts, the imperial edict of Song Dynasty no longer mattered.

The key is the subsequent canonization, which caused some waves.

Zhao Ji canonized Wang Polu, the son of Wanyan Shili, as the Duke of Lai, and Zhang Zhen's wife, Wang Zhen, as the lord of Qinghe County.

But Han Yan's son, Wang Han, has no title.

Ordinarily, Wang Han, as the son of the main family and the eldest son, should be established as the son of King Yan. With Wang Lin's current achievements, it is not an exaggeration to be canonized as the county king.

But Zhao Ji didn't.

This was clearly not an oversight.

Rather, it is intentional.

Of course, this was some kind of signal from the emperor. To choose the heir among the offspring born to the two daughters Han Yan and Zhao Fujin, the focus was obviously on Zhao Fujin.

Is it the blood of Emperor Song?

People in the world can also be convinced.

But Zhao Fujin has no heirs now, so the position of son is temporarily vacant.

The girls were about to congratulate Wanyan Shili and Zhang Zhenniang, but when they suddenly realized this, they all shut up in embarrassment.

Seeing the gentle smile on Han Yan's face froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, a forced smile appeared on his face immediately, while Zhao Fujin was a little embarrassed, and quietly took two steps back.

All the girls looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glared at Zhao Gou.

But what can Zhao Gou do, he can't control it.

Are you here to proclaim the decree, to bestow favors, or are you here to cause trouble for me?

Wang Lin really wanted to scold her.

Isn't Zhao Ji full?
"King Yan, after the announcement of the decree by the palace, there is still something to do in the palace, so I will leave first." Zhao Gou laughed dryly and hurried away.

The festive atmosphere was cold, Li Qingzhao and Zhu Shuzhen glanced at Wang Lin with some sympathy, and left hand in hand. They couldn't help with this matter, and they could only see how Wang Lin resolved it himself.

Zhu Lian sighed faintly, winked at Song's Shuangshu and Xiao Duolilai and the Liao girls, and quietly retreated.

Guo Yuan smiled wryly, bowed her head and retreated.

Pan Jinlian, who was pregnant, looked at this and then at that, and walked away with the support of Pang Chunmei and Yan Xijiao. Hua Rui hesitated to speak, but was also pulled by Hu Sanniang's arm, and walked away.

The rest of the girls dispersed quickly, leaving Han Yan, Zhao Fujin and Wang Lin in the study.

Zhao Fujin said awkwardly: "Sister, Lin Lang, that's not what I meant, I... I don't know that my father is such a canon."

In fact, there are some things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Zhao Ji just didn't canonize Han Yan's son Wang Han temporarily, but he didn't say that Zhao Fujin's heir must be made the heir.

Han Yan collected herself, smiled softly and said, "Sister Fu Jin, it doesn't matter, it's fine."

Seeing Han Yan's forced smile, Zhao Fujin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't know how to explain, so he could only sigh quietly: "Lin Lang, I'm going back first. I will go to the palace tomorrow to ask my father, and I will ask Han'er for title!"

Zhao Fujin left in embarrassment.

It can be said that Zhao Ji's skillful manipulation directly planted a thorn in Han Yan's heart.

In fact, Han Yan also felt guilty. After all, Zhao Fujin Tianhuang was a nobleman, and his status was more valuable than hers.

Wang Lin sighed, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In his heart, they are all his children, there is no distinction between high and low, and the difference between the concubine and the concubine.

But in Han Yan and the others, there is still a difference in their hearts.

Especially the prince.

This is the successor of Wang Lin's career.

Maybe he will be the prince in the future, the heir apparent of the country.

Han Yan turned her back, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Today's imperial decree from the official directly shattered the luck in her heart.

She knew that this day had finally come.

If Wang Lin did not usurp the Song Dynasty, Zhao Fujin, as the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, would give birth to an heir who would be the son of the world, and would be accepted by the people of the world.

And even if Wang Lin usurped the Song Dynasty, it is estimated that the people of the world would accept it, but Zhao Fujin's blood would still have the upper hand.

Wang Lin stepped forward to hug her, but Han Yan hugged him back and wept bitterly.

Wang Lin didn't persuade her, and let her vent her emotions to the fullest.

In fact, the son is famous, he has already planned and arranged for his future heir, but he still has no way to tell his wife clearly.

Outside the house, Zhao Fujin sighed faintly.

What happened... She didn't have the idea of ​​competing with Han Yanzi at all, but the father made such a dispute on purpose.

Zhao Fujin was a little angry.

Chongde Emperor Ji Yingying came, took Zhao Fujin's hand, and said quietly: "Let's go, Maode, I believe King Yan will handle it well, don't think too much."

Chongde leaned into her ear again and said, "It's not time to fight yet..."

Zhao Fujin: "..."

He was dragged away by Chongde.

"Yan'er, don't think too much, this matter was definitely not done by Fu Jin, she won't argue with you..."

Han Yan choked up and said, "Master, what are you fighting for? I know that I am not as valuable as a princess, but my son is your eldest son. The official family sealed Polu and Zhen'er, but not Han'er. If this... is spread, right and wrong will arise.”

Wang Lin rubbed the center of his brows, his headache was about to split: "Yan'er, Han'er is our eldest son, not to mention concubines, you also know that I don't like these things, they are all our children, what is the difference between high and low? "

"Don't be sad, I promise you, Han'er is the eldest son, no one can pass him by." Wang Lin still had to give Han Yan a promise.

Otherwise, it is estimated that there will be troubles in his back house.

"But you have to promise me that you won't have a grudge with Fu Jin because of this, okay?"

"Don't worry, sir, I'm not a stupid woman." Han Yan nodded with tears in her eyes.

In fact, she is a smart woman.

Knowing that this was not Wang Lin's intention, nor Zhao Fujin's intention, but the emperor's intention.

That means, the position of wife is given to you, but you don't have to fight for the position of heir.

Hey, Wang Lin had no choice but to carry Han Yan into the inner hall and work hard to make up for it.

He had to get rid of the discomfort in Han Yan's heart in time, otherwise, he would suffer in the future.

An hour later, Han Yan returned to her yard with a blushing face.

Wang Lin rubbed his sore waist and stood on the steps of the study, looking at Zhu Lian who was snickering in the corridor, but he didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

Zhu Lian's white dress dragged on the floor, and she walked over, her red lips parted slightly: "My lord..."

Wang Lin's face turned pale, and he fled in despair.

However, in the evening, Han Jiayan, Han Shu and his wife heard the news and came to the door again.

Wang Lin has a big head, but he can't see it.

Han Yan accompanied Wang Lin to meet his grandparents and parents. Because they were close relatives and elders, they were arranged in Han Yan's courtyard.

After the two parties were seated, Qi Guo frowned and said: "Siheng, what's the matter? I heard the rumors in the palace that the official family canonized your son and daughter, but there is no canonization?"

With Qi Guo and Han Jiayan's political wisdom, it's not hard to understand why. At this time, I just want to ask Wang Lin's attitude.

Han Shu also said in a deep voice: "How can this be so? Yan'er is the rightful wife, a virtuous son-in-law, and the rightful wife you have married through three matchmakers and six certificates!"

Xue was also a little dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything.

Han Yan apologized and said with a smile: "Grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, this is not a big deal, my husband said, it's all right. The children are still young, so we will talk about these later."

But obviously, in the eyes of the Han family, this is not a trivial matter.

Wang Lin's eldest son may be the crown prince in the future.

The seriousness of this matter is mainly because of Zhao Fujin's precious status and blood.

If she insists on fighting, Han Yan cannot compete with her.At least in public opinion to lose to her.

Wang Lin smiled wryly: "A few trivial matters are all caused by the officials, and I troubled the four elders to come here, this..."

Han Jiayan pondered and said: "Siheng, the official's intentions are beyond words, which is actually understandable, but we don't care. What we care about is your attitude, what exactly do you think..."

Qi Guo stared at Wang Lin with piercing eyes.

The same goes for Han Shu and Xue Shi.

Wang Lin sighed.

He suddenly got up.

Han Yan was shocked. She thought that Wang Lin was being forced to say these things again and again, and she felt angry and resentful, so she quickly stood up too.

But Wang Lin looked around at the Han family and said slowly: "My heir, it doesn't matter what others say, and I don't need others to seal it. I have my own arrangements. If I say this, can you elders understand?"

Han Jiayan and Han Shu looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously not very satisfied with this answer.

"Yan'er has been with me ever since, she is virtuous and dignified, she bears children for me, takes care of the housework, and maintains harmony in the rear house. I am very grateful and respectful."

"There are no outsiders here. I once promised Yan'er that if I really ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, then Yan'er will always be the master of the harem, and I will never let her down!"

"Husband!" Han Yan was so moved that tears filled her eyes, she turned around and threw herself into Wang Lin's arms, sobbing.

Han Jiayan and the others were relieved.

Although this kind of promise is a bit of a sneaky change of concept for Wang Lin, after all, he thinks that it is too early to decide on the successor, and it has to be seen which of the descendants is more capable and more suitable.

But the master of the harem can be determined.

It is also what he can promise now.

Besides, this is a fact.

After comforting Han Yan and the Han family, Wang Lin hummed a ditty all the way to Zhao Fujin's.

He knew Zhao Fujin's temperament very well, and she had absolutely no intention of arguing.

(End of this chapter)