The Village Doctress Chapter 964: A beautiful girl

Meng Bufan looked at Old Prime Minister Meng indifferently, and Old Prime Minister Meng became even more angry.

Just before he got angry again, Meng Bufan nodded, "Okay, this year is the limit, I will marry a regular wife."

"Ah?" Old Prime Minister Meng was stunned, staring blankly at his very elegant son, "What you said is true?"

Meng Bufan sighed, "It's true."

Old Prime Minister Meng still couldn't believe it, "You...why did you suddenly agree again? Could it be to make your father happy?"

Old Prime Minister Meng's attitude has changed a lot, and he has changed his self-proclaimed father from "Lao Tzu".

It's just that he really couldn't believe it. After all, he urged him for so many years before, and this son didn't agree. Why did he suddenly agree easily today?

Meng Bufan looked at him, with a mocking arc on his lips, "Father, the son said that he would find someone his son likes to marry."

"How do you like it? You can't find someone like you used to like." Originally, the old Prime Minister Meng still had a glimmer of expectation in his heart, but after hearing Meng Bufan repeating this sentence, he was very angry again. Call one.

His words silenced Meng Bufan instantly.

"Son knows." After a while, Meng Bufan said softly, "But at least find a wife who my son doesn't hate."

Old Prime Minister Meng had much anger in his heart, but after seeing his son's quiet eyes, the anger disappeared.

He has seen his son's suffering all these years, and it hurts in his heart.

"For my father, she also hopes that you can have a family and have children, and live a safe life." Old Prime Minister Meng reached out and patted his son gently, "You know her best, and you know her best as a father. She is a kind and beautiful woman, even if she doesn't say it well to you, but she sees that you have been unwilling to get married, how uncomfortable she feels in her heart, you have to think about it."

Meng Bufan took a deep breath.

"Father, I've told you a long time ago, and I've seen it through. It's not her fault, it's my fault." Meng Bufan knew that what his old father said was right, and he understood everything in his heart.

But still denied that it was because of her.

He didn't want his old father to blame her for his affairs, and his mother complained more and more to her these years, which he didn't want to see.

But he knows that Gospel is doing well now, and she respects him, really like a brother.

What my father said was right. Although she didn't say it in front of his face, he could feel that she wanted him to live a good life for the rest of his life.

Since it was her wish, what else could he say?

"If you really decide, you can rest assured as a father. Although it is difficult to find a woman you like, there will always be one you don't dislike." Old Prime Minister Meng sighed, "Then how about it?" , I’ll go talk to your mother and let her take care of you. I won’t force you as a father, as long as you are willing to marry a real wife and come back.”

Meng Bufan nodded in agreement.

"Just one thing, don't make Weifu and your mother wait too long, we are all people whose necks are buried in the loess, how long can we wait?" Old Prime Minister Meng said quite sadly.

Poor parents all over the world.

Looking at his old father's graying hair and aging face, Meng Bufan's heart sank.

"Don't worry, father, and mother, when will the son stop talking?"

"That's good." Old Prime Minister Meng was finally relieved, and his son said this, which meant that he had also made up his mind.

"Just one thing, don't let my mother look after me, I don't want to marry those noble girls in the capital." Meng Bufan said forcefully.

Old Prime Minister Meng was taken aback, "You haven't seen many of those noble girls..."

The eldest son of the Meng family married a wife, even though he was old, but at least he was the prime minister of a country, and he had never married a wife, and there was not even a housemaid around him.

With such a man, how many of the noble girls in Dawei do not want to marry?

Old Prime Minister Meng was not worried that no one would marry a daughter to their Meng family. He thought that he could choose from among those noble girls and there would always be a suitable one, but he did not expect Meng Bufan to make such a request again.

At first I wanted to get angry again, but after thinking about it, I suppressed my anger.

"Even if you don't want the noble girls in the capital, there is still a way. There are always suitable girls in the families of the feudal officials in various places." Old Prime Minister Meng said the next best thing.

Meng Bufan nodded this time.

Old Prime Minister Meng frowned.

In his eyes, he actually really looked down on the daughters of those feudal officials' families.

Even if they are the big officials in the frontiers of a country, there are not many family backgrounds that can compare with these noble women in the capital.

"It's just that we don't know so much about the daughters of those feudal officials' families." Old Prime Minister Meng frowned again.

Meng Bufan is actually just perfunctory to the old Prime Minister Meng, and he has never seen the daughters of those feudal officials' families...

"This is the son's own business, you and the mother just wait for the new wife to come in." Meng Bufan frowned.

Even if he does marry a wife, he still has his own considerations.

It's not true that there are no good girls in the capital, it's just that the power of their families is not bad.

Now that the little emperor is already in charge, he respects him as a prime minister on the surface, but in fact he is very jealous of him.

He has only worked conscientiously for the Great Wei in his life, so it is okay to say that if he makes a wrong move, the little emperor will definitely not let the Meng family go.

He has to consider the matter of marrying a wife very carefully.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Meng Bufan and his colleagues from the court met at Qingcheng Mountain on the outskirts of the capital to attend a gathering among colleagues.

It's an outing, but it's actually an appointment to talk about the recent political situation and the progress of various major events in the court.

In the past, gatherings like this would be held in the best restaurants and teahouses in the capital, or even at the dance department. It's just that in recent years they prefer to date in places with beautiful scenery.

As long as the venue is cleared, talking about current affairs while enjoying the scenery and drinking tea is the favorite way for officials of the Wei court.

In the past, Meng Bufan would not be bothered to participate in such gatherings. During an inquiry by the little emperor, he found that he should properly participate in these activities among his colleagues.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Too quiet and useless is worrying in the eyes of the little emperor.

After the day's reunion, the others were ready to go back to the city. Because Meng Bufan was depressed, he planned to stay alone for a while, and refused the kindness of his colleagues to meet and leave together.

He drank tea alone in the pavilion, and the guards stood guard outside the pavilion.

"You two are door gods? Why don't you let me into the pavilion? It's not your pavilion..."

Meng Bufan regained his senses from his contemplation, and raised his eyes to look outside the pavilion.

A young woman in a light-yellow plain dress with her hands on her hips glared at his two guards angrily.

The woman is delicate and pretty, although she is not the kind of beauty that can overwhelm the country and city, she is very aura, especially her pair of bright eyes, which are really astonishingly bright.

"Hey! That man sitting inside, don't just look at me, tell me about your men, let me go in and rest my feet, I'm not going out today, I fell and sprained my foot Seeing that the two door gods ignored her, the woman yelled at Meng Bufan who was looking at her.

A very energetic girl.

It's just that Meng Bufan narrowed his eyes when he heard her address him.

"Man"... No one has ever called him such a vulgar title...

"You said you sprained your ankle?" Meng Bufan asked calmly.

"Ah! I sprained my ankle, should I show you?" The girl said loudly to Meng Bufan.

Are women's feet free to show to men?

Meng Bufan's two guards felt that the girl in front of her was either out of her mind or deliberately hooked up with their master.

They hope that their master can order them to drive this inexplicable woman away.

But to their surprise, Meng Bufan had no such plan.

"You are alive and kicking, who would believe you if you sprained your ankle?" Meng Bufan looked at this delicate woman with a half-smile.

"I'm alive and kicking because I'm a martial artist. I can bear the pain, but it doesn't mean I'm not in pain or tired!" The girl was furious.

The character is not very good.

Meng Bufan commented in his heart.

The girl became even angrier when she saw that he was silent, "What are you doing and you are silent? If you don't let me in, then I will be rude!"

Before Meng Bufan could speak, she actually shot at his two guards.

The palm is fierce, the movements are extremely fast, and the figure is like a dragon, he is actually a master!

The look in Meng Bufan's eyes became more serious.

It was difficult for his two guards to deal with that delicate woman at the same time.

Seeing that the two big men were about to be won by an injured little girl, Meng Bufan stopped their fight in time.

"Girl, come and sit down." Meng Bufan had a gentle smile on his refined and handsome face, and pointed to the stone bench opposite.

The delicate woman snorted coldly.

Sure enough, Meng Bufan saw her limping into the pavilion.

It is true that the foot is injured.

Meng Bufan took out a clean empty cup to make tea for her, and asked, "What's your name?"

"What's your last name, man?"

When Meng Bufan heard the name "man" again, his head was full of black lines.

"My surname is Meng." Meng Bufan answered her politely.

The charming woman nodded, this time she finally stopped calling him a man, "So it's Mr. Meng, good luck meeting you!"

Her clasped fist gesture is typical of the style of the sons and daughters of the Jianghu.

Meng Bufan's eyes flashed.

"My surname is Zhuang, and my single name is Rui." The charming woman said her boudoir name carelessly.

Very masculine name.

Meng Bufan guessed that her parents must have hoped that she would be a boy in the womb...

"How did the girl from Zhuang get injured, and she still came to Qingcheng Mountain?" Meng Bufan asked.

As soon as Zhuang Rui mentioned this, he felt furious, and said angrily: "It's not my father, if I insist on marrying a man I don't like, I will run away from marriage... Then, he sent a lot of brothers Come and catch me back, I dodged them and fell in a panic."

"Looking at your kung fu, it doesn't look like you can wrestle..." Meng Bufan looked at her with a half-smile, and he didn't stop talking.