Chapter 9 Yuan Shen and Song Mo 9
The next day, Song Mo went to his uncle Jiang Meisun's place to borrow books.
"Don't you usually prefer reading military books? Why are you looking at Han Dynasty history books today?"
Song Mo flipped through Yuan Shen's biography and then glanced at Huo Buyi's biography as well.
"Uncle, what do you think of General Huo Buyi of the Han Dynasty?"
Jiang Meisun felt that her nephew was acting strangely today, so she sat opposite Song Mo and responded with a smile.
"Huo Buyi is also a young general. His military strategy is unparalleled. He is extremely talented in military affairs. His troop deployment is like a stroke of genius. He can often defeat the enemy by surprise."
His strict military discipline and unwavering obedience to orders led to repeated victories on the battlefield, earning him widespread renown.
However, his life was full of twists and turns. He suffered a family tragedy in his childhood, but fortunately he was very resolute and finally managed to kill his enemies and avenge his family.
Although historical records offer differing opinions, with some praising his great achievements and others criticizing his conduct, there are also those who have reservations about his style of doing things.
However, there is no denying that Huo Buyi was a loyal and capable general, and he should be remembered by posterity.
Song Mo knew his uncle's assessment was quite objective, but he still felt a little sour inside.
When we talked about the past yesterday, Ayu mentioned Huo Buyi and his wife, and then told him about his dark history.
This past event made him feel very embarrassed, especially since Ayu had a very high opinion of Huo Buyi, and even said that Huo Buyi was very handsome.
"Does Uncle know Yuan Shen? He was a minister in the Han Dynasty who became one of the Three Dukes."
Jiang Meisun was a typical military general, so his focus was naturally on military strategy and tactics. His interest in history books was naturally in those military generals, so he honestly shook his head.
"I don't know, even if I've seen it, I've forgotten it. Is there something wrong with this person?"
Song Mo spoke with a long face.
"No problem, it's just that I suddenly felt that I should start thinking about marriage at my age."
These words instantly brought a smile to Jiang Meisun's face.
"Yantang, have you taken a fancy to some young lady? Tell me quickly, and your uncle will try to get you an imperial decree to grant you a marriage, so your father won't interfere with your marriage!"
Jiang Meisun knew Song Yichun quite well; he was an extremely biased father.
He had watched his nephew grow up, so he would absolutely not allow Song Yichun to cause trouble in the marriage.
"Uncle, I feel like I can only marry into the family and get a wife in this lifetime."
Song Mo actually wanted to get married as soon as possible, but he wasn't stupid.
The woman she likes is secretly up to something big, having connections with businessmen and officials. She's not exactly a woman who does business honestly.
Of course, Song Mo did not require his wife to be obedient and virtuous, nor did he have such thoughts in his mind.
But according to current social norms, if he were to marry, he would have to bring her to the Duke of England's mansion, and then his wife would be subject to her parents' discipline.
Although his mother was gentle and loving, his father could never have been good to his wife!
So Song Mo was too embarrassed to propose, and instead worried about how to resolve the issue.
"How can a grown man marry into another family? What is the status of that young lady you've taken a fancy to? How can you, the heir apparent of the Duke of England, have such thoughts!"
Jiang Meisun's first reaction was naturally, "Is there any woman in the world that my nephew is not good enough for? He actually needs to marry into the family to have any hope!"
“Uncle, if I marry, my father will use filial piety to pressure my wife to stay in the Duke’s mansion, and she may suffer all kinds of grievances.”
"Marrying into the family is a good thing for me. My father's favored younger brother, Han, will inherit the Duke's mansion as the heir. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"
As Song Mo finished speaking, he suddenly realized that this method was perfect.
Ayu is not one to swallow her anger.
If she really marries into the Duke of England's family, her father might die the very next day.
To avoid conflict, let him marry into the family.
At least at this point, Song Mo did not feel that his father's favoritism needed to reach the level of life-and-death hatred.
Distance is fine; you can't possibly kill your father over this.
A normal person would not have such a thought.
Jiang Meisun kicked her own nephew.
"What a loser! He's thinking of marrying into the family over something so trivial!"
Song Mo simply smiled and lowered his head; marrying into the family was a minor issue.
The key issue is that Ayu intends to rebel in the future, and he can stand firmly on his wife's side. How should he deal with his uncle, mother, and friends? Should they become opposing forces on the battlefield?
It seems a bit difficult to handle.
Song Mo didn't actually ask Tang Yu what she was going to do in the future, but he could guess some of the things.
In this matter, Song Mo discovered that he was also a biased person. When others thought this way, his first reaction was that they were traitors.
If Ayu wanted to rebel, Song Mo's first reaction was that Ayu must have her reasons for doing so.
Since the pirates have been completely quelled, there's nothing major happening in the military camp now.
So Jiang Meisun gave Song Mo a leave of absence, allowing him to return to the capital to visit his family.
So, Song Mo, having recovered from his injuries, came to find Tang Yu.
"You want me to go back to the capital with you?"
“Ayu, in the past ten years or so, I have only been home a few times, and each time it ended badly.”
This time, my father missed a crucial military opportunity, which greatly angered my uncle. So, I expect he'll get a good scolding when he gets home.
In the past, I would bear it all alone, but now I hope someone will be with me.
I'd also like to let my mother meet you; I'm sure she'll like you.
Tang Yu naturally did not refuse; she couldn't bear to see Song Mo suffer alone.
"How about I help you regain your memory?"
Song Mo has read Yuan Shen's biography many times, and now he can even recite it from memory.
When I dream at night, I seem to see some blurry images.
"Not for now. I want to go back to the capital to visit my family first before making a decision."
I have a gut feeling that there's something wrong with my memory.
This made him inexplicably timid and unable to make a decision immediately.
On the way back to the capital, Song Mo did not ride a horse, but sat in a carriage specially made by Tang Yu.
"How did you manage to make your carriage so spacious, comfortable, and shock-absorbing?"
These words made Tang Yu laugh. Of course, it was because of developing the planting industry and cultivating technical talent.
From the moment she came into this world, she began planting rubber trees to the south.
The official roads of the Ming Dynasty were naturally better constructed, so a more luxurious carriage could certainly travel on them.
As long as the external design doesn't violate any laws, nobody cares how the internal design is done.
"In the southernmost part of Yunnan and places like Annam, a type of tree called rubber tree can be planted."
Latex extracted from tree bark can be processed into many things, one of which, when wrapped around wheels, can reduce shock.
If you're willing to come to Sichuan with me sometime, I'll show you many interesting things.
The glass industry in Sichuan is gradually adopting this technology, but Tang Yu has not promoted it to other places.
Because once the news gets out, the royal relatives will try to snatch the business away, and the royal family will demand tributes, which makes Tang Yu feel it's pointless.
In Song Mo's eyes, he only felt that the person he liked was shining brightly.
He slowly reached out and gently placed his hand on Tang Yu's arm. With a slight pull, he drew her into his embrace and let her sit on his lap.
Tang Yu smiled and hooked her arm around the other person's neck.
"What do you want to do? Be serious, we're traveling on the main road right now."
Song Mo gently but firmly wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the person in front of him, raised his head slightly, and whispered a kiss into her ear.
"Why don't you just kidnap me and make me your bandit husband?"
These words made Tang Yu laugh.
"Alright, you'll be my bandit husband. Good for you, you won't lose out. Our children will still have the surname Yuan."
Song Mo felt overjoyed, and his smile deepened.
His eyes seemed to sparkle like stars as he gazed intently at Tang Yu, his slender fingers gently lifting a strand of her hair and playing with it between his fingertips.
"Then my wife must take good care of her husband who was taken from me."
After saying that, his lips slowly moved down her cheek, landing lightly on her neck, like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet carrying a seductive heat.
Tang Yu felt a tingling sensation and her face flushed. Song Mo took the opportunity to pull her closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe, gently nibbling, their breaths warm and lingering.
"I wish tonight were our wedding night."
Tang Yu was speechless. It was Song Mo who insisted on getting married; she didn't care about the matter at all.
He said no, but his body said no; at the last moment, he reluctantly pushed it away himself.
"Good idea, after you regain your memory, you'll definitely realize you've done a lot of stupid things."
Ultimately, it was the Cheng-Zhu school of Neo-Confucianism that was too restrictive in this era.
"Does Ayu dislike me?"
Looking at the person who was hugging her and acting coquettishly, Tang Yu shook her head.
"I hope you'll read the Book of Poetry when you're bored, instead of just reading military books."
After all, back then, if people liked each other, they could just go to the woods and have a fling; people were more open-minded.
In the few scenes featuring the Crown Prince, I noticed that the screenwriter wanted to portray him as a loyal and benevolent ruler who didn't form factions. The screenwriter probably thought they had created a good Crown Prince! Hahaha!
It seems the prototype is Emperor Xiaozong of Ming, the emperor in history who was monogamous. This was the worst period of the Ming Dynasty, with extremely serious corruption because the emperor was too lenient and loved the people, and treated his ministers and relatives of the empress extremely well.
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