Chapter 125

As soon as he thought of the beautiful boy who was powerless, Ning Xibo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although it is a royal family affair, such a weak and impermissible young man, only her daughter is alone, I am afraid it is more than enough.

Thinking about it, Ning Xibo suddenly made a move. After he pulled Mrs. Bo behind him, he looked at Mrs. Qin again.

"Neiko is rude, please don't mind the master." Ning Xibo clenched his fists and bowed his body and said to Qin Taifu.

Hearing his words, Mrs. Qin stroked his beard and laughed twice, and only said, "What did General Qiao say?" Mrs. Qiao, this is the true temperament! ā€

Seeing that Mrs. Qin had said this, Ning Xibo had no choice but to smile wryly.

Chongyuan Hou stood aside, looked at the three people with different expressions in front of him, and couldn't help but step forward and said, "Since General Qiao and Mrs. Qiao are also optimistic about this marriage, then let's ...... Let's change the Geng post! ā€

"Good!" Listening to the words of the Marquis of Chongyuan, Mrs. Qin on the side immediately stroked his hand and said two "good" words, and then saw him take out a piece of paper from his arms. After waiting for him to hand it to Ning Xibo again, he said again: "This is King Chen's eight characters, and I ask General Qiao to put it away." ā€

Seeing that Mrs. Qin handed over the eight characters, Ning Xibo had to reach out to pick it up at the moment.

"Taifu, this ......" Looking down at the red paper in his hand, Ning Xibo couldn't help but wonder.

Is this a figure?

Ning Xibo only held the red paper in his hand, which had already been blurred, and couldn't help but roar in his heart.

Don't say "words", he can't even see "eight" clearly!

Seeing Ning Xibo's face showing a different color, the Marquis of Chongyuan on the side couldn't help but come up.

"General Joe." When he saw the ink on the paper, Chongyuan Hou pulled out the red paper in Ning Xibo's hand. When he turned around and stuffed the red paper to Mrs. Qin, he turned back to him and said, "I'm really sorry, I made a mistake, I made a mistake." ā€

Saying that, the Marquis of Chongyuan called a subordinate in the flower hall to get pen and ink, and then changed a new piece of paper, and then rewrote the eight characters of King Chen's birth date and the three generations of his hometown.

"This is King Chen's eight characters, General Qiao should be carefully put away." As he spoke, Marquis Chongyuan handed the new paper in his hand to Ning Xibo's hand, and then he said: "Now King Chen's eight characters are already there, but I don't know the ...... of Junjun."

The Marquis of Chongyuan dragged his last note, and a pair of shrewd eyes immediately swept to Ning Xibo and his wife.

Looking at the eyes cast by the Marquis of Chongyuan, Ning Xibodang took a step forward. I saw that he picked up the wolf hair on the table, and only sprinkled a large article, and the eight-character origin of the county monarch and the three generations of their Qiao family had already jumped on the paper.

After handing the pen, Ning Xibo picked up the red paper again and blew it. When the handwriting was dry, he handed over the eight characters of the county monarch to the hands of the Marquis of Chongyuan.

Marquis Chongyuan only took a general look at it, and then handed it over to Taifu Qin behind him.

Just looking at the big red paper in his hand, he made the elderly Mrs. Qin feel at ease.

Mrs. Qiao, who was on the side, saw that Mrs. Qin had accepted the eight characters, so she stepped forward impatiently and said, "Since the Geng post has been changed, the wedding date cannot be delayed." ā€

Seeing Mrs. Qiao say this, Mrs. Qin couldn't help but nodded.

"In that case, the wedding date ......" Mrs. Qiao said, and lowered her head to count the days, and after a while, she saw that she raised her head again, and only said to Mrs. Qin: "It's set on the tenth day of the first month, okay?" ā€

The tenth day of the first month is a good day, it is good to get married and travel. What's more, it happened to avoid King Wu Zhao's marriage.

Mrs. Qiao had only calculated the day, but Mrs. Qin was a little disagreeing.

"Nope." Mrs. Qin waved his hand at Mrs. Qiao, and only said, "It's not good for the first ten days." ā€

From now to the tenth day of the new year, this is full of calculations, but there are still two months!

Seeing that Mrs. Qin refused to agree, Ning Xibo thought that his wife was too anxious. I saw him glance at Mrs. Qiao, and then turned his head to look at Mrs. Qin.

"It's Uchiko who is abrupt." Looking at Mrs. Qin, who was dissatisfied, Ning Xibo had to ask with a smile: "Dare to ask Mrs. Qin, what day do you want to set this day?" ā€

Qin Taifu raised his head and looked at Ning Xibo who was smiling in front of him, and he couldn't help but silently count the days in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Mrs. Qiao next to him was a little anxious.

It's no wonder she's anxious, it's just that it depends on the reputation of their family's junjun. If you can't catch this one, then the county monarch is afraid that it will be delayed again.

What's more, if she doesn't set the day more eagerly, just waiting for the prince to find out the temper of the county monarch, can people still forgive this family business?

Mrs. Qiao still thought that Mrs. Chen, who was counting her days, had already clapped her palms.

"Look, how is this November 18th?" Looking at the couple in front of him, Mrs. Qin couldn't help but laugh and said.

November 18?

After listening to Mrs. Qin's words, Mrs. Qiao on the side almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Speaking of which, this is also a good day to get married. But don't you feel too far away these days?

Looking at Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but sigh again.

Although King Chen is also about to weaken the crown, he is really incomparable with the county monarch of their family. But at Junjun's age, it's really hard to wait any longer. After all, who told the girls of South Vietnam to hate to marry early.

Mrs. Qiao was still sighing here, and Ning Xibo, who was beside her, hurriedly opened her mouth first.

"Taifu." Ning Xibo looked at the Qin Taifu in front of him, and couldn't help but say, "Don't you think this day is ...... Is it too late? ā€

As soon as Ning Xibo finished speaking, the Qin Taifu next to him had already widened his eyes.

Late? He's set for November, is it too late?

"General Joe." Mrs. Qin called Ning Xibo, and couldn't help rubbing a pair of old hands, only saying, "If it's early, it won't be very well prepared." ā€

It's been a year out, so what's not to be prepared for?

Ning Xibo and his wife were dissatisfied, but they couldn't say it directly.

No way, who called their daughter a worry-free one. Now that someone is willing to come and propose, they are already very content.

Seeing that Ning Xibo and his wife no longer spoke, Mrs. Qin only took them as a default.

"Since General Qiao and Mrs. Qiao have no objections, then the old man will not bother." As he spoke, Mrs. Qin stood up on crutches. When he reached the door of the flower hall, he suddenly turned around again. looked at Ning Xibo, who was still pulling his face, and only said: "This wedding date is still a little hasty, but please rest assured." Even if it is only a month, only on the day of marriage, the old man will not ask King Chen to neglect your family. ā€

Listening to Mrs. Qin's words, Ning Xibo and his wife were also stunned.