As soon as the drama ended, the two still maintained their current movements, and neither of them wanted to let go of each other.

When it was warm, there was a sudden commotion outside, and someone shouted and jumped on the stage, arresting the female dans who had not yet closed the curtain on the stage.

The woman screamed and begged for mercy, but I don't know if she was beaten, and she screamed very miserably.

Guo Wenying stood up and looked out, only to see Zhong Ling standing downstairs, pinching his waist and scolding others. She suddenly laughed, looked back at Feng Jingting and said, "Jun An is waiting for the prince here, should we take revenge?"

Feng Jingting laughed, "He offended you?"

Guo Wenying squinted her eyes, of course she offended her, these swingers in Beijing, what she hates the most is Feng Jingqing, followed by Zhong Ling, one of these two people let the dog bite her, and the other takes advantage of her, which is not a good thing.

Feng Jingting saw her enthusiastic appearance, and couldn't help but smile dotingly, "Then you will bully him, and I will bear it for you if something happens." ”

Guo Wenying was almost moved to tears, this is what she called her man, and he had to stand behind her at a critical time. She is okay today, so let's play with this prince.

Feng Jingting naturally didn't come forward, so he waited for her in the private room, but with him, Guo Wenying was also enough, and his footsteps were extremely loud when he went downstairs.

At this moment, Zhong Ling is scolding a boy in brocade, who is rolling up his arms and sleeves to fight with others, and that boy is not a good stubble, jumping on his feet and scolding him shamelessly, "It's obviously the person you like the master, you dare to rob the master?"

Zhong Ling smiled gloomily, "Who do you dare to be the master with?"

When he turned his head and saw Guo Wenying, he immediately left the man and ran over, "So Jiaojiao, you haven't shown up for a long time, I miss you." ”

When the people on the second floor heard this, their eyes couldn't help narrowing, he knew why Guo Wenying was so sensitive to the word "Jiaojiao", this person was so bold, he actually dared to think about his woman.

Jiaojiao? Hmph, can anyone call this name?

He glanced at Xu Mao, Xu Mao understood, and whispered a few words to a few guards in the micro-clothes outside. He also knew that Zhong Shizi had committed the taboo of his master today, and a good fight was inevitable, but he just took it easy and didn't beat him to death, this was the only single seedling left in the Zhong family.

As soon as Guo Wenying heard these two words, she immediately became angry, "Jiaojiao" and "Jiaojiao", where is she Jiaojiao?

She squinted her eyes and smiled at Zhong Ling, "Zhong Shizi is idle, what are you doing here? Why don't you fight without doing anything?" The two of them grinded and chirped for a long time, but they just scolded each other.

Zhong Ling grinned, "Grab a scene with a kid, that kid is also shameless, and he doesn't ask who the master is, but he dares to be a strong man with the master." But when I see you, I don't want him, and I don't care if you're a woman or a man, anyway, I just don't want you. As he spoke, he reached out to touch Guo Wenying's face.

In the private room on the second floor, there was a "click", and a pair of chopsticks were folded. Outside, Xu Mao couldn't help but sigh, secretly thinking that he didn't know whether to send a letter to the Hou Mansion, he was really going to die in a while, and it was good that someone would collect the body, right?

Zhong Ling still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, pestering Guo Wenying endlessly, and the swinger who was thrown aside by him stopped doing it at this moment.

The kid shouted: "Hey, stinky boy, you provoked the master, and you still dare to run away? Do you know who the master is? Let me tell you, even if the master killed you today, no one dares to care." "This is also a lack of discipline, he is usually spoiled too much by the family, and he didn't inquire about Zhong Ling's identity clearly, so he really commanded his subordinates to beat Zhong Ling.

He waved his hand, "Come on, beat this kid to the master, whether he lives or dies." ”

As soon as his words fell, a few tall Tsing Yi people appeared out of nowhere, punching and kicking Zhong Ling. Zhong Ling also had countless servants when he went out, and he immediately surrounded him to protect the little master.

But these people in Tsing Yi are all masters, and they were kicked down with three punches and two kicks, and there were not a few thugs in one place who were disabled, and there were constant wails for a while. Jun Anhou has always loved his son, knowing that his son is causing trouble outside, and all the thugs who are matched are very powerful. It's just that I didn't expect that these many thugs were not the opponents of these Tsing Yi people at all, and Zhong Ling's own kung fu was not weak, but so many people beat him, and he couldn't resist it, but a stick of incense made people overturn it three times, his face was swollen, and his nose bleeded. He was so angry that he scolded his mother, and just shouted twice, and three teeth were knocked out.

The arrogant boy also looked a little stupid, and said where did these people come from?

He didn't remember that he had such subordinates, but if people avenged him, how could he be unhappy? ”

But he is not a fool, seeing that there are so many people under Zhong Ling's hands, he knows that what he encountered today is hard stubble, if no one helps, he may not know how miserable he is. He didn't dare to stay longer, taking advantage of the lively fight over there, he ran away with the two or three people under his hands.

Guo Wenying saw Zhong Ling being beaten, but she was also very happy, squinted and watched for a while, saw the figure on the second floor shaking, knew that Feng Jingting was leaving, and hurriedly restrained her thoughts to watch the excitement and followed.

Feng Jingting stepped out of the theater, stood up outside, and saw Guo Wenying chasing after him, with a groaning smile on the corner of his mouth, "Jiaojiao is still enjoying watching today?"

Guo Wenying's body trembled, she hadn't recovered from his "Jiaojiao" for a long time, damn, no matter how many times she heard it, she still didn't feel like she was used to it. She sighed, "Master, I'm tired after a day of shopping, let's go home." ”

Feng Jingting nodded, took her hand and walked back, and the two of them got out of the theater and got into the carriage. He suddenly spoke: "Tomorrow, the official media will open the printing day, and you and I will get married by the way." ”

The officials of the Southern Qi Dynasty, the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month "sealed", after the fifteenth day of the first month "open the seal", although there is nothing to do during the New Year's holiday, but they still have to deal with some official business from time to time. Especially in places like the official media, the more the New Year is celebrated, the more people there are. In essence, it is equivalent to the marriage registry office of later generations, which is not only to introduce the marriage contract, but also to register the marriage contract, that is, to conclude the marriage certificate on behalf of the people.

In ancient times, marriage books were divided into formal and separate papers, the main books were the marriage letters of the man's family requesting marriage and the marriage letters promised by the woman's family, and the content was mostly false words and polite words; the other paper was the main body of the marriage book, which recorded the real situation of both men and women. Once the marriage certificate is concluded, it is not only recognized by the people, but also has legal effect.

Whoever marries a daughter-in-law, first drafts a post, the two families allow it, and then starts a detailed post, and the name of the three generations is prefaced, and the relatives have official positions such as serving the pro-field property. The marriage certificate is in accordance with the format of the man's left and the woman's right, and the names of the men and women, the eight characters of birth, the place of origin, and the names of the three generations of ancestors are written respectively.