Along the way, Di Tu kept recalling the days with Zhong Xi in Qiongtai Palace, and came to Shenhou's palace unconsciously. Wei Hou's carriage and horses happened to have arrived. The two looked at each other and smiled, bowing to each other.

"Shenhou has a banquet, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Wei Hou thought about it, and said nervously, "I'm afraid it has something to do with you, right?" ”

"Me?"

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, the old man laughed, and without explaining, he followed the official into the palace.

Once the guest of honor was seated, the elaborate and lengthy toasting began again. Di Tu hurriedly went back and asked Xian Zhu carefully, and he couldn't wait to change his mobile phone to send WeChat to him, so he kept being perfunctory at the meeting. But the more this happens, the more I feel that time flies so slowly. He couldn't help but complain about Ji Yijiu in his heart, thinking that this person knew that Zhang Luo ate and drank all day long, no wonder he was fat and fat.

At this time, it was the height of summer, and although the hall was full of ice jams, it was still unbearable. The steaming heat mixed with the smell of sweat, alcohol, and meat was disgusting. Therefore, although on the board in front of him, pork was replaced by mutton, mutton was replaced by beef, and finally all minced into minced meat, he could not arouse his appetite. Just when he was restless, a trace of dark incense suddenly wafted out, penetrating the heavy foul smell, making people unconsciously quiet.

"Uncle Zheng, please use wine."

The digging protrusion couldn't help but stand up in both ears. This voice is as gentle as water, but it is not as goosebumps as Lin Chiling, which is very pleasant to the ear. He looked up, and in front of him stood a slim girl. The high bun reflects the delicate face, the narrow waist supports the plump body, and the wide and gorgeous back hem really looks like Lin Chiling who crossed directly from the red carpet of the Golden Horse Awards.

She gently held the back of her deep robe, knelt down on the feast, scooped out the wine from the bronze statue, and served it into the wine. Then, the white jade-like hands carefully held up the wine jue, held it high above his head, and handed it to the digger.

In all fairness, a peerless beauty who has reached the level of praise is pleasing to the eye for a man. What's more, the beauties are all waiting in front of them, how can they not let the hearts of the diggers who are still virgins ripple in their hearts. However, when he thought of Zhong Xi, his guilt came back to him, so he had to quickly take the wine jue, trying to control his gaze from wandering indiscriminately on the beauty.

Shen Hou on the opposite side has been secretly observing, and when he saw the embarrassment of digging out, he naturally guessed in his heart. He deliberately provoked the topic and joked: "Uncle Zheng is strong-blooded, and he seems to be a little nervous when he sees a beauty!" ”

Everyone laughed, and Dig Tu quickly defended that it was not. But his young man's expression was written on his face, and the old men present understood it at a glance and smiled even more vigorously.

"Uncle Zheng, don't be embarrassed." Shenhou felt that it had come to fruition, so he matched, "This is the widow's youngest daughter, Ji Jiang." Since Lang has a mistress, you might as well recognize me as an old man. ”

Di Tu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Shenhou's intention to hold a banquet. Unexpectedly, he unconsciously looked at Ji Jiang. I saw that the beauty had shy eyes, and it seemed that she also fell in love with the handsome and dashing son in front of her, and retreated to the hall with half of her face covered.

Although the relationship between men and women is beautiful, it can be changed when it is mixed with political purposes.

Dutu had no intention of betraying Zhong Ji in the first place. He is a terminally ill Lolita, and no matter how much he appreciates mature beauties like Bao Xi and Ji Jiang, he can't compare to his love for Xiao Zhongxi. Now that the relationship between politics and politics has been clarified, his favorability towards Ji Jiang has declined. It's a pity that Shenhou didn't know how to be interested, and he came to toast in a hurry.

How can you say no without hurting your feelings?

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly remembered the joke in front of the palace just now, and thought to himself, could it be that the old fox had already guessed it? Shenhou married his daughter in order to win over Zheng Bo to deal with Weihou together, so the old man should naturally actively stir up. So he turned his head to Wei Hou and cast a look for help, but the other party didn't even look at him as if he was nothing.

Shenhou's old face had already come to him, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move out of his father again: "The widow has not been filial to his father for three years, how dare he talk about marriage?" ”

Zheng Boxiao moved the sky. Duke Huan, if you know that you are married to the Son of Heaven's family, how can you disagree? ”

"Dai filial piety marrying a wife, it is not in accordance with the law of etiquette, it is not in accordance with the law of etiquette, and it is not in accordance with the law of etiquette......"

"Then you can also marry first, and then marry when your father's filial piety expires."

"Oops, it's not ......"

"Is that inappropriate?"

came and went, and the two of them were already on the bar. Shenhou also fought hard for this marriage, bypassing the matchmaker to propose marriage by himself, which is good, and he can't get off the stage. Digging is also depressed, just after the news of his sweetheart, he was forced to marry another woman, and the hurdle in his heart really can't be overcome.

Neizai on the side was anxious, for fear of stiffening the relationship between Zheng Guo and the Zhou royal family, so he hurriedly came over to play a round: "My lord is drunk, Shenhou don't care." He just missed his father, so he didn't dare to marry a wife, how could such a marriage be inappropriate......"

"If I say it's not suitable, it's not suitable!" He had long been impatient, and had been exhorting himself to maintain political literacy to suppress his anger. As a result, Nejae intervened in his marriage without consent, which made him angry, and finally let out cruel words in a loud voice.

The atmosphere in the lobby froze instantly, and the silence could even be heard when a needle fell to the ground. Suddenly, Wei Hou let out his demonic smirk again, breaking the embarrassment: "Uncle Zheng is afraid that he is a little cautious, right?" We're all from here, young in our early twenties, and everyone understands that. ”

Hearing this vague remark, Shen Hou, who had just been at a loss, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly got off the donkey: "Yes, yes, young man." Nezai and Ji Yijiu also broke out in a cold sweat, glad that the two sides didn't tear their faces.

Wei Hou said again: "The widow has lived at this age, and he still has to persuade Uncle Zheng. This marriage event is about the right family. Your Zheng father and son have been working for the royal family for a long time, and the Shenhou family has also been in-law with the royal family for generations, and the marriage between the two families is a match made in heaven. Now that Zong Zhou has been decided, the royal family is not stable, and there is no need to be too rigid in etiquette and law in such turmoil, and Duke Huan will be considerate in Tianzi. Whether you are thinking about someone else or have other hidden feelings, you should let go. I would like to be this good matchmaker to match you and Ji Jiang. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Yijiu, Shenhou, Neizai and others were stunned, and they were even more puzzled. The old man not only didn't stir up the situation, but also came forward to be a matchmaker, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

How did everyone know that Wei Hou had already pondered about Zheng Shen's marriage.

The last time he refused to marry, Wei Hou was suspicious, so he sent someone to inquire a little. When he knew that this matter was temporarily organized in the middle of the night, he guessed that the so-called missing father did not dare to make a pretext for marriage. Although he didn't know why he refused, the old man was sure that the reason was important.

At today's meeting, Di Tu once again refused to marry, and his attitude was very insistent, which further confirmed this judgment. In addition, the details of the digging and choking in the inner yard will not be let go of the keen Wei Hou, indicating that the stubbornness of the digging has even caused a rift within Zheng Guo.

Since the twisted melon is not sweet, the old fox naturally has to twist it three times hard. He reacted to the situation on the spot, and turned to vigorously advocate this marriage, anyway, whether it is successful or not, everyone present will not be happy.

Dutu was once again killed by Old Man Wei in a political conspiracy, and looking at the eyes of everyone staring at him, he really wanted to cry without tears. The young Uncle Zheng couldn't show the courage to turn his face with everyone, so he had to be in a hurry and resorted to the most clumsy trick - pretending to be sick. He feigned dizziness, put his hand on his forehead, and fell to the side, knocking over a pile of bronzes.

Nezai was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Seeing that Di Tu seemed to be speechless, he hurriedly apologized: "It's rude and rude, Uncle Zheng is too strong to drink, so everyone laughs." ”

Ji Yijiu saw that the scene was so embarrassing, so she had to push the boat down the river: "Quickly help Uncle Zheng go back to the house to rest, and the marriage will be discussed in the long run." ”

In this way, he took advantage of the chaos to put his arm on the shoulders of the guards and fled.

Before going out, a flash flashed out of the corner of his eye, and he caught a glimpse of the beautiful Ji Jiang. She was hiding behind a pillar, her big eyes full of grief. The long eyelashes are covered with crystal teardrops, reflecting the sunlight like an awl. The stabbed digging protrusion was faintly distressed.