Chapter 172: Colorful clothes entertain relatives

Mo Wenqi hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Mo Wenqing shook his head and said: "Third brother, the imperial brother is going to give you a wake-up call, this is already the New Year, this Third Miss Shen is also going to be thirteen, our big Mo Dynasty, the woman is almost so old." ”

"It's too early for the imperial brother to propose marriage, right?" Mo Wenqi looked embarrassed, and when he remembered her cold appearance every time he saw Miss Shen San, he felt bottomless in his heart.

"Early? Don't you know that since the epidemic, how many people want to marry Miss Shen Jiasan? ”

As soon as Mo Wenqing's words fell, Mo Wenqi became nervous.

"Is that true?"

"Brother Huang, do I need to lie to you? Brother Huang is worried about you to tell you this. ”

"So, what should I do? Brother Huang, give me an idea. Mo Wenqi panicked all of a sudden. For some reason, when he heard that so many people wanted to marry the Shen family, he was inexplicably upset.

In the past, I only felt that if I could marry Miss Shen San as my wife, my little life would definitely be very interesting.

As a result, now when he heard that the imperial brother said that Miss Shen San was very likely to marry someone else, he was very uncomfortable.

No, absolutely not, she can't marry someone else.

When Mo Wenqing saw Mo Wenqi's appearance, he knew that he was moved by his true feelings.

Naturally, I have to help him, but also help myself.

"Third brother, don't worry, you forgot, you have a big advantage over those people."

"What advantages?" Mo Wenqi was puzzled.

"Your status as a prince?" Mo Wenqi nodded.

"The Prince? What's wrong with the identity of the prince, does the royal brother want the younger brother to oppress people with power? Mo Wenqi was a little apprehensive. Although it is true that he is a prince, he is a prince who has no power and no power to rely on, let him use his power to suppress people, can he do it?

"Yes and no." Mo Wenqing smiled mysteriously.

"Okay, okay, brother Huang, let's talk about it, you know that my brain is not as fast as yours, so don't sell it." Mo Wenqi's head is a little big.

"Well, it's not yours to use power to overwhelm others. It's the father. ”

"Father?" Mo Wenqi thought about it for a moment and figured it out.

"Brother Huang means to ask my father to give him a marriage." Mo Wenqi suddenly realized.

"That's right, it's to ask your father for marriage, and you have rarely asked your father for anything. You're also old enough to get married. Miss Shen San has a very good impression of her father, presumably if you ask, your father will agree. "Mo Wenqing's analysis is very good, if it was before, Mo Wenqi made this request. I'm afraid that Emperor Mo Qing would really agree after a little consideration, but now it's different.

Mo Ziyi had already asked Emperor Mo Qing to treat Bi Yan well, so even he, the emperor, would not dare to make decisions about her marriage, so he had to ask Mo Ziyi what he meant.

"Then Brother Huang, according to your meaning, when will I make a request to my father?" Mo Wenqi has no idea of his own at all now.

"As a brother, today is a good day."

"Today, now?" Mo Wenqi was surprised, his voice was a little higher for a while, and several people nearby looked at it.

He quickly relented. He asked in a low voice, "Brother Huang, do you want me to mention it to my father now?" "He's not mentally prepared yet, he's going to play rashly, and he's still very nervous.

"That's right, it's now, today is a family banquet, my father is in a good mood, and the atmosphere is just right, isn't it the best time to raise this matter?"

Mo Wenqi thought about it.

He doesn't see his father much on weekdays, and now it's the New Year. There is no political trouble, and it is really the best time to bring up this matter.

"Okay, then I'll ask my father for it now." Mo Wenqi was about to leave his seat.

Mo Wenqing hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait, wait, hey. Why are you so reckless, isn't it too abrupt to bring it up so rashly? ”

"Brother Huang, didn't you say that now is the best time for me to say, why are you reckless again.

It's really bothering to have such a younger brother who doesn't like to use his brains, Mo Wenqing had a headache and said: "I will find an opportunity to ask my father to ask you to perform a show to help the fun, and the performance is over." Father will definitely reward you, and I will mention it when the time comes. ”

"I see, okay, I'll listen to the royal brother." Mo Wenqi sat down again.

In the center of the main hall, after a dance, the dancers left one after another.

Before the next performer was on the stage, Mo Wenqing suddenly got up and said to Emperor Mo Qing: "Father, today, on this festive day, why not come to some other programs to help the fun?" ”

Emperor Mo Qing was interested: "Oh? Does Wen Qing have any ideas? Let's hear it. ”

Everyone else looked at it.

Qian Guifei didn't know what her son wanted to do, but Mo Wenqing had always had a lot of ideas and never worried her.

"The third brother recently learned a sword dance, and he was looking for an opportunity to perform to his father, but the son thought that today was a family banquet, and it was a good time to perform."

Mo Wenqi hurriedly got up and said, "Brother Huang is right, this sword dance of Erchen is being performed for my father and emperor." ”

"It's rare that you have filial piety, then let's perform, and let me see how you learn this sword dance, if you dance well, I will be rewarded."

"Yes, Father."

Mo Wenqi walked to the musician's side, whispered a few words, asked for a sword from the guard, and walked to the center of the hall.

The passionate music played, and Mo Wenqi danced slowly to the rhythm of the music.

Dancing with a sword, the movements are coherent and chic, and they are elegantly flying.

It looks like it's not interesting.

Everyone was attracted by Mo Wenqi's wonderful performance.

Mo Wenqing smiled confidently.

He dared to say this, naturally there was some honor.

Mo Wenqi's sword dance was indeed not long learned, and when he first learned it, he rushed to Qingwangfu to perform for him.

The music became more and more exciting, and Mo Wenqi's movements became faster and faster.

Finally, the music stopped abruptly, and Mo Wenqi also stopped holding his sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The whole performance is called a hearty one.

At the end of the performance, Emperor Mo Qing took the lead in applauding.

"Good, good, good." said three good things in a row, which also showed his happy mood at the moment.

I'm used to seeing the same performances of the dancers, and it's really pleasing to the eye to suddenly see such a moving sword dance.

Queen Wang said at the right time: "Wen Qi's sword dance performance is so good, Your Majesty's dragon heart is very happy, but I have to give this child a good reward." ”

"What the queen said is reasonable, Wen Qi, what reward do you want, I am allowed to say it yourself."

These words really fulfilled Mo Wenqi's wish.

Mo Wenqi was a little shy, then knelt down and looked at Emperor Mo Qing word by word: "Erchen wants to get married." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and even Concubine Sun didn't expect that Mo Wenqi would ask for marriage at this time. (To be continued.) )