"You? You want to be my father?"
Hearing him say that, Xiao Yi Hao was a little shocked. This person didn't have much interaction with his mother on a daily basis, so why did he want to be his father?
"You?"
At the same time, Bai Li Meng Ran was also shocked. This person was like a venomous snake. If he really married Gu Qian Ying, would Gu Qian Ying still have a chance to live?
"No, Xiao Yi Hao, his, his family isn't very good."
Bai Li Meng Ran blurted out, completely forgetting that Song Wu Ji was the son of the King of the Western Regions and the future heir to the Western Regions. Even the Bai Li family, which was as rich as a nation, could not compare.
"My family?"
Song Wu Ji pondered for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yi Hao and said, "Xiao Yi Hao, my name is Song Wu Ji. I am the young master of the Western Regions City. Does your mother like those rare and precious medicinal herbs?"
Song Wu Ji briefly introduced himself, wanting to lead him step by step. Seeing the innocent and naive faces of Xiao Yi Hao and Bai Li Meng Ran with a hint of confusion, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"Yes, yes! My mother loves those precious medicinal herbs the most. She cherishes them more than her own life."
Xiao Yi Hao nodded heavily, then looked at Song Wu Ji with confusion, asking a little puzzled, "Do you have many precious medicinal herbs?"
Song Wu Ji was very good at catering to his preferences. Gu Qian Ying was a physician, so she naturally liked these herbs more. He was determined to win Gu Qian Ying over, no matter the cost.
So Song Wu Ji nodded.
"And then? My mother said that she can get the herbs herself. A gentleman does not accept charity. Although my mother is a woman, she has always considered herself a gentleman."
Xiao Yi Hao spoke eloquently. Although many of these things Gu Qian Ying had never said, and many things were made up by Xiao Yi Hao, after all, this matter was about finding a good husband for his mother. If this husband couldn't satisfy his mother, then it would be terrible.
"But my family has more than just precious medicinal herbs, we also have many, many weapons. Yesterday, I gave a fine sword to the second young master of the Bai Li family."
Song Wu Ji was very smart. Gu Qian Ying was a physician, and also a physician who knew martial arts, so she was naturally extraordinary. Moreover, her two friends were not ordinary people. Over time, through interaction, Xiao Yi Hao would naturally not be ordinary either. Ordinary things might not catch their eyes.
Song Wu Ji knew this well and understood that simple herbs and weapons might not be enough to win over Gu Qian Ying. At this moment, he was a little worried.
"Weapons? But my mother's sword is already a fine weapon, something people would fight tooth and nail to get. So if your weapons are not as good as my mother's, my mother won't be interested."
"But my family is very rich. I can buy any fine weapon or precious herb. Moreover, I am the son of the King of the Western Regions. In the words of you people from the Central Plains, I am like the son of an emperor. If your mother marries me, no one will dare to bully her."
Song Wu Ji's identity was his biggest trump card, something Bai Li Jing Xuan could not compare to. Moreover, he was clearly more approachable and gentle than Bai Li Jing Xuan. Mother said she liked gentle men the most, and she liked money. It seemed that this Song Wu Ji was more suitable to be his father.
Xiao Yi Hao thought about it again, looked at Song Wu Ji a few times. This man looked quite refined and handsome, worthy of his beautiful mother. Naturally, there was no problem.
"Okay, I promise you."
Hearing this, Bai Li Meng Ran was a little unhappy. She liked Gu Qian Ying very much, liked her appearance, and liked her gentle personality, although she spoke a little less. But it didn't matter, her elder brother was talkative, and the two of them were complementary.
Bai Li Meng Ran was unhappy in her heart, feeling that her elder brother and Gu Qian Ying were a perfect match.
"Then, then, does your mother have anything she likes?"
Song Wu Ji seized the opportunity, wanting to find out Gu Qian Ying's background thoroughly. It would benefit both of them, and then his great undertaking would be successful.
"My mother likes sweet things and dislikes bitter things. Uncle said that mother has suffered too much in the past. Mother especially likes to eat Furong cakes. Oh, and my mother likes to practice sword fighting. A master said that my mother is a rare genius, so she instructed my mother to study sword skills. In short, my mother is very powerful. Mother also likes to spar with people... Do you know martial arts?"
Xiao Yi Hao told Song Wu Ji about many of Gu Qian Ying's hobbies, and Song Wu Ji remembered them all. Only the last question caught him off guard: he didn't know martial arts.
The younger generation of their Song family, apart from him, the other children were all spoiled by their father and didn't understand martial arts or strategy at all.
The reason they wanted to obtain that secret manual was to revive the Song family. Otherwise, the Song family would soon be completely replaced by others. To put it bluntly, Song Wu Ji was just a pawn for Song Gang's grand ambition.
It wasn't that Song Wu Ji didn't like Gu Qian Ying, but compared to the family's grand ambition, Gu Qian Ying was far less important.
Seeing that he didn't get an answer for a long time, Xiao Yi Hao became a little angry. He looked at Song Wu Ji and asked again.
Unexpectedly, Song Wu Ji just sneered and said, "I am willing to learn."
This sentence greatly pleased Xiao Yi Hao. His mother liked people who were willing to learn.
It seemed he hadn't made a mistake this time and had found his mother's beloved.
"Then come here. I have a small plan. If you do as I say, your mother will definitely agree to your pursuit."
Xiao Yi Hao beckoned Song Wu Ji over, and Song Wu Ji obediently leaned closer.
"Mother likes to eat Furong cakes, but what you did before was terrible, and my mother wasn't very happy. So you have a prejudice against you. Therefore, the first step is to first gain my mother's favor. Sending Furong cakes is definitely the right choice. After sending the Furong cakes, you need to show yourself around my mother more often. My mother has a bit of face blindness and sometimes can't remember your face."
Xiao Yi Hao finished explaining his plan and puffed out his little chest with pride, his face full of pride.
Song Wu Ji actually found him quite cute and wanted to laugh for a moment, but thinking of his current identity, he could only hold back his laughter and nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood.
Xiao Yi Hao's face showed a satisfied smile. He was looking at Song Wu Ji with more and more satisfaction. This person was quite good.
On the side, Bai Li Meng Ran drooped her little head, increasingly feeling that her elder brother was a blockhead, no wonder their father always said he couldn't find a wife.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Bai Li Jing Xuan, who had received a new weapon, was practicing martial arts in his courtyard. He was very satisfied with the sword sent by Song Wu Ji. He sneezed and rubbed his nose, finding it strange, not knowing who was scolding him behind his back.