Da'an's best son-in-law

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky was getting darker earlier than before. A ray of sunlight shined through the window on Ye Chen's bedside. The latter got up lazily. After all, he had slept a little late yesterday.

When he was fully dressed and opened the door to do morning exercises, he was stunned. Outside the door, Wei Yanran, dressed in white, was sitting at the stone table, looking at him quietly.

Such scrutinizing eyes made Ye Chen couldn't help but look himself up and down. After making sure that he was indeed dressed appropriately, he greeted the former with a faint smile.

"Good morning, madam"

Wei Yanran said with a slight blessing, "Good morning, husband."

"How come you didn't go to the Wei family silk and satin shop today?" Ye Chen sat opposite Wei Yanran and asked in confusion.

It is already Sishi. According to the former's habit, business must be handled at the Wei Family Silk and Satin Shop before Sishi, rain or shine.

Seeing Ye Chen's doubts, Wei Yanran gently blinked her eyes and asked with a smile.

"What do you think, husband?"

"I don't know"

"Then what if I let my husband guess?"

"Can not guess"

"you!"

Hearing the latter's answer, Wei Yanran glared at Ye Chen angrily, and angrily put away her playful look.

She always looked unfazed in front of outsiders, but now, Ye Chen just couldn't understand the charm. In this way, how should I say what I want to say today.

The reason why Ye Chen pretended to be dumbfounded was because he probably guessed the purpose of Wei Yanran waiting for him today.

The two of them looked at each other quietly, and no one spoke first.

After all, Ye Chen has been a human being for two generations, and his face is so thick that ordinary people cannot compare. At this time, he is like an old monk in meditation, his eyes are watching his nose, his nose is watching his ears, and his ears are watching his heart, without any embarrassment at all.

On the contrary, Wei Yanran was a young girl in her twenties after all. She was still not as calm as the former, so she still said:

"Husband, don't you think that the job at the academy is a bit unfair?"

Ye Chen still likes this job very much. Not to mention the leisure time, he is very comfortable just talking about poetry and telling some myths and strange stories with the fifteen or sixteen-year-old children every day.

"Ye Chen doesn't have much talent, so why should he be so talented?" Ye Chen replied calmly.

""When Will the Bright Moon Come" has already spread throughout Jizhou, do you think your husband and Yanran still need to hide their clumsiness?" Wei Yanran looked at Ye Chen with burning eyes and said

In the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival over the years, the top three poems are the most widely circulated. But this year's poem "When Will the Bright Moon Come" by Ye Chen is more popular than any previous poem by a leader.

In the streets and alleys, children and old people, the entire Jizhou is singing the praises of this amazing poem, and some even have listed this poem as a must-know poem for many singing girls.

When Wei Yanran heard the emotion revealed in the words for the first time, she was extremely shocked.

"I met a gentleman in my dream, named Dongpo, who gave me this poem. He just borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha."

Ye Chen's words are indeed true. Even with three times his talent, he couldn't write such a poem. It would be easier to explain it by using Mr. Dongpo's name.

Hearing Ye Chen's explanation, Wei Yanran smiled incredulously, just thinking it was Ye Chen's self-effacement.

Back to business, Wei Yanran said seriously

"No matter what, my husband is so talented that he cannot be reduced to a small teacher. I have already informed my grandfather and found a good job for you at the Wei family's silk and satin shop."

When the word "good job" was mentioned, Wei Yanran smiled and carefully observed Ye Chen's reaction.

As Ye Chen expected, the former would no longer agree to let him continue to be an uncontested teacher. The act of pretending to be dumb just now was nothing more than Ye Chen's implicit rejection.

But now it seems that Wei Yanran has already decided to kill first and then show off, and she cannot allow herself to refuse anymore.

"I still can't escape this kind of fight," Ye Chen murmured.

"My husband is also aware of the Wei family's situation now. Yanran is really alone and exhausted, and her mind is haggard. Is it possible that my husband is so hard-hearted and unwilling to share Yanran's worries?"

After Chu Chu's pitiful words, Wei Yanran gently covered her beautiful hands in front of her face and shrugged her shoulders as if she was sobbing. If the former's appearance was seen by other men in Jizhou, I don't know how much of a sensation it would cause.

At that time, I am afraid that a large number of people will come to kill the Wei family, and it will be impossible to cut Ye Chen into pieces.

"Okay, okay, I promise you," Ye Chen said helplessly, looking at the former who couldn't stop sobbing. His heart is also made of flesh, and even though his wife in name looks like this, it is really too much for him to insist on not helping.

"Really?"

"Really, I swear," Ye Chen made an oath gesture with his hands and vowed.

After the former's assurance, Wei Yanran raised her head, but there was no trace of crying on the former's face, instead it was full of cunning.

Seeing that he was being tricked by this woman, Ye Chen could only smile bitterly at this time. A man must keep his word, and now he can't take it back even if he wants to.

"Where is the silk and satin shop?" Seeing that the matter had been confirmed, Ye Chen began to interrogate his new job situation.

"He's the one who caused trouble last time in Wangcang and the others." Looking at Ye Chen who had become serious in front of him, Wei Yanran also stopped laughing like before.

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but be startled. If he remembered correctly, this was the silk and satin shop that Wei Yanran mainly managed. Didn't he go there just to assist Wei Yanran?

"Husband, do you have any questions?" Wei Yanran said softly

Ye Chen smiled and shook his head. The combination of men and women would make the work less tiring. Since this was Wei Yanran's idea, of course he would not interfere.

He must do his best to do what he promised. This has always been his code of conduct.

After talking about some work matters, Ye Chen changed the topic and said doubtfully

"The management of the Wei family is decided by family meetings, isn't it? Although grandpa has verbally agreed, your uncles must have opinions."

There is no precedent for any family in Jizhou to involve a son-in-law in family affairs.

The reason is very simple. The son-in-law is not only of low status, but also an important figure in the marriage. His position in the woman's family is very delicate. Once he controls the family power, he is naturally a threat.

To put it bluntly, even if there were no such concerns, with the complicated relationship of the Wei family, Wei Yanran's uncles would definitely not be able to let Ye Chen take power.

As if she had anticipated Ye Chen's doubts, Wei Yanran chuckled and said, "It depends on your husband's ability."

"My skill?"

Wei Yanran nodded slightly, "The appointment of stewards of the Wei family does need to be decided by a family meeting, but the final result is often a vote. If your husband can convince those people and get half of the support, it will not be difficult to become a steward."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel refreshed. There are many factions in the Wei family. Although there are many people in Wei Zhongwu's house, they are only part of the Wei family. Moreover, Wei Zhongwen's side still maintains a neutral trend.

In this way, there are some opportunities.