When he heard Feng Jin's hint, Feng Zhen's first reaction was to look at the sun outside-

The sun is coming out of the west today, right?

Feng Jin actually wants to be in-laws with him?

Isn't this man the most disgusted with his style?

Feng Zhen's heart was dangerous, but on the surface, he showed a flattered look.

If Feng Jin didn't mention it to him, he would have forgotten that Feng Yi would be eleven years old this year, and it would only be a matter of the past two years. is busy fighting by himself, and there is no female dependent in the house, and no one can choose a wife for Feng Yi. Feng Jin took the initiative to bump into him, and he couldn't ask for it.

Feng Zhen had no objection to this, and even wanted to raise his hands and feet in favor.

Feng Jin was born in the Feng family, and the Feng woman's tutor needs to be questioned?

He has also seen Changsheng's girl, cute and lively and not rude, he wants to steal home several times to be a daughter.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he knows very well that not all children can play with Fengyi, let alone being a sister and daughter for so long.

Now that the relationship is so good, it is better to respect each other when you grow up in the future, which is better than blind marriage and dumb marriage.

Feng Zhen agreed too happily, but Feng Jin hesitated.

The gentleman said that the horse was difficult to chase, and he couldn't take back his original words if he wanted to.

But he didn't say anything to death, just said that the relationship between the two families is good, and the two children can play well, if they like each other when they grow up, it would be good for the two families to be in-laws. Of course, if the child is not suitable when he grows up, the two families will marry separately and have nothing to do with each other.

On this day, Feng Zhen was full of smiles, as if he had picked up hundreds of taels of gold.

When I returned to the mansion, I inadvertently saw Wan Xiu'er picking up the cotton with the maid in the courtyard, and I was in a better mood.

The beauty is eye-catching, and the good mood is like being added to a magnifying glass, bubbling out exponentially.

However, Feng Zhen still knew how to avoid it, so he went to the main hall after two glances, and did not deliberately bother.

When Feng Yi came back from school, Feng Zhen pointed out his homework while saying beautifully, "My father found a family business for you today." ”

Feng Yi stopped writing, looked at Feng Zhen expressionlessly, and asked for a while, "Father drank again today?"

"It's just two cups. Feng Zhen slipped away, and when he came back to his senses, he said with a little shame, "Do you think that your father is such an unobtrusive person? How can a few glasses of wine order you out at will? You are also eleven years old, and it is not too early to discuss marriage." The family affair set for you today must be the best. After this village, there is no such shop, and the daughters of the important ministers under the lord's account are too few of the right age—"

Feng Yi frowned and thought about it, and asked tentatively.

"But the Jinghui of Uncle Qiguan's family?"

Combined with temperament, family background and age, the eldest daughter of the Qi Guan Rang family, Qi Guan Jinghui, is the most suitable.

"So you like the Qi Guan's family?"

Feng Yi said mercilessly, "Uncle Qiguan's background is not high, and our family can be regarded as a middle school, and the gap is not very big in terms of family background." In terms of age, Jinghui is only four years younger than me. Speaking of temperament, only Uncle Qiguan can tolerate his father's dissolute behavior, and he can look up to our family. If there is really a candidate, the possibility of Jinghui is very high. Why, isn't it Jinghui?"

There are clouds in the Book of Rites: Those who faint will merge the two surnames, go up to the temple, and help future generations.

This is a very serious matter, and there are many conditions to consider when getting married.

Don't look at Feng Yi is only eleven years old, but he doesn't just think about liking or hating things.

Feng Zhen was speechless by his son.

"Not really—"

"Who is that?" Feng Yi asked.

"All day with the little tail behind you, the baby bump of the Feng Jin family. Feng Zhen said, "Feng Jin and his wife are both good-looking, and Changsheng's girl is also smart and cute. When she grows up, she will inevitably be a beautiful woman. She has a good relationship with you, and after she gets married, she ......"

"Is there an exchange of tokens?" Feng Yi asked.

"Not yet. ”

Feng Yi continued to say coldly, "Since this is the case, it is a verbal covenant, and it may not be able to be counted. It is true that Changsheng is still young, but her reputation should not be underestimated because of this. As for the marriage contract, let's wait until it is really finalized before we talk about it. If you say it at this time, it will damage your reputation. ”

Toyojin: "......"

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Was he taught a lesson by his own son?

Feng Yi really didn't take this matter to heart.

Changsheng is still young, and this group of adults who are not in tune are busy working blindly, and they really don't know what to do.

Invisibly, Feng Jin and Feng Zhen both felt like they had been hit by an arrow in their knees.

The words are divided into two ends.

Feng Zhen's father and son scolded each other, and Qin Gong, the junior lieutenant in another place, was also in a worried mood, going up and down.

Now that the weather is hot, the mountain roads are dry, and several official roads run through various places, it took him just three days to reach the capital of Shangjing.

After some briefing, he was finally summoned by Jiang Pengji to meet the only female prince rumored - Liu Xi!

Qin Gong didn't dare to raise his head to look directly, but instead respectfully took out the cylinder bag that Xu Fei handed him.

Wei Ci took the bag and passed it to Jiang Pengji.

violently ripped off the tether, and Jiang Pengji took out the first two volumes of secret letters.

The audience in the live broadcast room was so idle that they wanted to catch lice, but they never expected that a little brother with a strange face would come out of the live broadcast room.

Qin Gong's appearance is naturally excellent, otherwise it would not be possible to be proposed by so many young ladies.

Coincidentally, Qin Gong's appearance is still the sunny-type healthy boy that many people like.

debuted and stirred up a thousand waves.

[Fairy Queen's Crimson]: Wow, cry out, finally have a newcomer little brother, and he looks so clean and temperamental.

[Moon Witch]: Born from the heart, his temperament is indeed clean, as if he has seen a little sun, different from those with black bellies-

[Shuang Xiyang]: Is the little brother married, is there a lack of hostesses, I can steal Li Zeyan's black card to raise you!

[]: Tsk, upstairs, I can smash the pot and sell iron to support my little brother, don't rob my husband with me!

Jiang Pengji was in no mood to pay attention to those teasing, she wrung her eyebrows and looked at the two blood letters made of cinnabar, and didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Gong's mood gradually sank with her indifference.

After a while, Jiang Pengji put down the two letters.

"What's your name?"

Qin Gong sat upright and respectfully replied, "Under Qin Gong, the word is respectful." ”

Jiang Pengji said, "Respectful, respectful; Who came up with this word for you?"

Qin Gong looked at Lian Nen, and estimated that he was not weak yet.

"The deceased father of the family took it. ”

Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, frowned and handed over one of the blood letters to Qin Gong.

"Your father-in-law wrote two letters of blood, one for me and the other for you. Take a look and give me the answer later. ”

Qin Gong didn't know why, his pure eyes were full of incomprehension and doubt.

What is the lord doing when he has nothing to do with giving him some blood letters?

Why didn't you give it to him in person, but let him send it to Liuzhou Mu?

Qin Gong picked up the blood letter with doubts and slowly rolled up the bamboo slip.

He read it word by word, and his bloody face immediately became as white as paper.

"This, this—"

Qin Gong's hands trembled, and his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.