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Chapter 1853 Adapting to the Times

"Why isn't it suitable?"
Huang Jitian raised his voice and said solemnly: "I am unmarried, and although my daughter is married, she is now a widow, and the three-year period of filial piety has expired. As long as both parties are willing to do so, it is legal. I will also marry the matchmaker."
, marrying a daughter into the mansion in an eight-carriage sedan chair, who in the world can say even half a word of no?"
Although he knew that Huang Jitian was trying to win his support, it was really difficult for Fu Chahuan to say no in the face of such temptation.
For him, he doesn't care about the struggle for imperial power. He is sure that no matter which elder brother succeeds to the throne, he will be unable to do without his assistance, but his only weakness is his daughter.
Although he knew that this was a political transaction full of risks, and even Fu Chahuan knew very well that as long as he remained impartial and did not favor anyone, no matter who succeeded him in the future, it would not affect him. However,
Huang Jitian put down his body and face and aimed at this entry point, which really moved Fu Chahuan's heart.
Looking at Huang Jitian with a sincere face, Fu Chahuan sighed: "Brother should know that my daughter is a widow."
"Aren't we always talking about this?" Huang Jitian said with a smile.
Fucha Huanzhen frowned slightly and said, "Brother should also know that my little girl's appearance is not outstanding."
It's not like Huang Jitian has never seen Fu Chahuan's daughter. Even if her appearance is not outstanding, it is considered a compliment. Although it is not ugly, the best evaluation is that she is ordinary, harmonious, and beautiful. Words like this are absolute
It does not matter.
But compared to the throne, these are all bullshit.
"As long as two people are in love, looks are just skin. Who will be a skeleton after a hundred years, so what difference does it make? In the eyes of Mr., am I the kind of person who only cares about appearance?"
Huang Jitian solemnly said: "I know why sir is worried, but please rest assured, sir, since your daughter is the official wife of my Ming matchmaker, she is the blessing of the Jin Kingdom. If I am lucky enough to ascend the throne in the future, she will be the queen. If I am not destined to the throne, she will be the queen."
Then she will be a princess, and I will treat her like a treasure and take good care of her, and I will never do anything treacherous."
Huang Jitian has already said this, and if he makes excuses again, it will appear that he doesn't respect each other.
Fucha Huanzhen did not hesitate any longer. He sighed softly and said, "The king may not agree to this matter."
"As long as this battle is won, my father will agree." Huang Jitian seemed to have already thought of a response to this question and immediately answered.
Fu Chahuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Then let's win first and then talk about it. Only if we win can we be qualified to talk about the follow-up."
"Sir, you understand me."
Huang Jitian laughed loudly, got on his horse and said, "Sir, please watch. I will not let you down."
"All troops, speed up! Try to cross another mountain before resting!"
Looking at the back of Huang Jitian riding a horse amidst the torrent of troops, Fucha Huanzhen smiled bitterly and shook his head.
If Huang Jitian had enlightened himself a few years earlier, perhaps the current political ecology of the Jin Kingdom would be completely different. Huang Jitian already possesses all the basic elements of a prince, and all he needs is tempering.
If I had known that a trip to Qin would change Huang Jitian so much, I am afraid that the other elder brothers in the country would not have agreed to Huang Jitian's visit.
Chapter completed!
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