Prince Yun Han Mo did not even fancy him, let alone other princes. Han Jiayan did not even bother to ask further. After all, at this point in time, the number of princes who could be of use was very few. Among the short, it was only these two who truly entered the sight of the court officials. As for the other princes, it was not that they had no chance, but rather that they were not worth betting on at the moment.
"Since that is the case, what do you intend to do?" Han Jiayan asked after a long silence.
"To respond to all changes with no change! This young one is merely a Taixuesheng. Focusing on his studies is sufficient. As for other matters, they are truly not things this young one should consider!" Han Mo smiled and looked at the two old foxes. These two old fellows were clearly testing him.
"Indeed, indeed! It seems this old man was worrying for naught!" Han Jiayan nodded with satisfaction.
"After all, he is of the Han family's blood!" Zhe Ke Cun, being from a military family, spoke praise in such a peculiar manner.
"Hahaha, Si Zhang, do you think this child is worthy of your daughter?" Han Jiayan said, looking at Han Mo with great admiration. Han Mo was truly bringing him honor today! With just these few simple words today, he could already see the future prosperity of the Han family. If they could truly reach the level of three Prime Ministers in one family, then even if he were to die, he could do so with a smile.
"Hahaha, I never said I was dissatisfied! That girl is also in Bianliang City now. I think it would be best to find a date for them to finalize this marriage soon!" Zhe Ke Cun said with a smile.
"That is very true! I had the same thought. His mother died early, and his father is serving as an official in another region. I think I will handle this matter!" Han Jiayan's interest was immediately piqued. From the Emperor's attitude today, it could be seen that as long as the war between Song and Liao had not ended, the Zhe family would still receive the court's favor. Coupled with Han Mo's background, as long as he could enter officialdom, it would not be impossible for him to rise rapidly in the future Song-Liao wars!
"Since that is the case, then we have an agreement!" Zhe Ke Cun said, casting another glance at Han Mo.
"May this young one say a word?" Han Mo was stunned. What was going on? How did this matter get onto him after only a few words? He had not even met the bride, and he was going to be married off like this. Although it was normal for men to have three wives and four concubines in this era, he was truly unwilling to marry a woman he had never met so bewilderingly.
"Marriage is a major matter, governed by the parents' will and the matchmaker's words. What are you, a child, doing interfering in these matters? Just focus on your studies. After the Chunwei examination, we will pick a good day and arrange things for you!" Before Han Mo could say anything further, Han Jiayan had already blocked him.
"I..."
"Alright, this matter has already been decided. You just need to focus on your studies. You don't need to worry about other things. Although the Zhe family lives a bit austerely, there is still a vacant house near Taixue. It can serve as a place for you two to start your family in the future. I'll have someone tidy it up, and it will be convenient for you to move in now."
The world says that a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law and likes him more the more she looks. But now, it seemed that a father-in-law looked at his son-in-law and liked him more the more he looked. In just this short while, Han Mo was about to become a successful person with property in Bianliang City.
"This is not necessary. If he finds living in the suburban estate uncomfortable, I have plenty of empty rooms in my mansion. He can just move back and live here!" Before Han Mo could speak, Han Jiayan disagreed. Regardless, they were not yet married, and for the son-in-law to move directly into the father-in-law's house would sound rather unpleasant. If others could afford to lose face, he could not.
"I am a rough person, and I don't have so many complicated thoughts. It's all going to be theirs eventually, so you can decide how to handle it yourselves!" Hearing Han Jiayan's words, Zhe Ke Cun immediately understood that he had spoken out of turn. He immediately cupped his hands towards Han Jiayan and said.
"The suburban estate is quiet and suitable for studying. I will stay at the suburban estate for now!" Han Mo cleared his throat and quickly said.
"Since you say so, then let it be as you wish. After all, studies are still the most important thing. The school will reopen in a couple of days, and the grand examination is approaching. How are your preparations?"
"I am already preparing!" Although Han Mo was still somewhat unwilling in his heart, he also understood that he would have little say in this matter. However, fortunately, there was still some time before the grand examination, so he could only take it one step at a time. He wondered what Zhe family's daughter looked like. To be honest, he had a slight expectation for Miss Zhe's family originally, but after seeing Zhe Ke Cun's face, he was already praying that this girl would not resemble her father.
After chatting with the two old men for a while and returning to the main hall to carefully have a meal with the Emperor, Han Mo finally returned to his own courtyard as evening fell.
"Second Brother, you're back!" As soon as he entered, Han Yan rushed out to greet him.
"Where is Chun Tao? Why don't I see her? It's so late, have you eaten yet?"
"Chun Tao went to that other courtyard. I don't know what she's doing there. She's been gone for half the afternoon and still hasn't returned!" The little girl spoke while her eyes sparkled at the food box in Han Mo's hand. Although in the Song Dynasty, girls of thirteen or fourteen could already prepare to be married, they still had quite a bit of childish nature.
"I brought you some delicious food from that mansion. Go find her, and we can start eating." Han Mo said as he unloaded four large food boxes from the carriage. The meal prepared to host the Emperor today was naturally very sumptuous, and the food packed for Han Mo was also very high-class.
"Then wait for me!" Smelling the aroma of the food, Han Yan turned and walked out.
"From your accent, you should be from Bianliang, right?" After Han Yan left, Han Mo returned to his room. Upon entering, he saw the woman leaning against the bed, her eyes lost in thought, as if contemplating something.
"From your accent, you should be from Bianliang, right?" Han Mo suddenly became interested and asked casually.
"Don't think you can get anything else out of me!" Having interacted with her many times, the woman had begun to develop an inexplicable sense of vigilance towards Han Mo.
"I'm not asking you about those messy things this time. I want to ask you about someone, someone unrelated to your plans, is that okay?" Han Mo asked with a flattering smile.
"Then tell me, but I don't guarantee I'll answer."
"Have you heard that Zhe Ke Cun has a daughter who is also in Bianliang City!" Han Mo blinked his eyes and then asked casually.
"Why are you asking about this?"
"Then have you seen what she looks like?" Hearing this, Han Mo became instantly interested. If she didn't know her, she should have directly answered "I don't know." Since she had asked him in return, it clearly meant she knew!
"I've seen her, but why should I tell you?" The woman spoke while looking at Han Mo with a vigilant expression.
"Stingy! To tell you the truth, she is my future wife. The wedding date is approaching, and I just want to see what my future wife looks like! If she's an ugly monster, wouldn't I be losing out!"
"Then what do you think she should look like?" Strangely enough, they had been at odds for more than a day or two. When it came to this topic, the woman's expression actually became a little shy.
"On my way back, I heard people say that this woman went to the battlefield in her teens and fought with the Western Xia people. It's said she's big and strong, with a broad face, an upturned nose, and small, bean-like eyes..."
"Shameless!" Before Han Mo could finish speaking, a pillow flew directly towards him.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about my fiancée. Why are you getting so excited?" Han Mo quickly caught the pillow and looked at the woman vigilantly.