Three days later, the Qin sent by Zhongli Fengyi to deal with the aftermath arrived, and Qian Qian left Du Jinruo in Qianzhou and returned to Beijing with the team.

Qianzhou and his entourage, Qian Qian came and went for a total of 15 days, and was successfully escorted back to Ping'an, and also bought one and gave one away from a private barracks. Exceeding the task so perfectly and showing such a big face, Qian Qian didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Zhongli Fengyi really had a great Sacred Heart, and praised Qian Qian fiercely in the early court, and also said that he would give Qian Qian a reward. As a result, this so-called reward is to let Qin Tianjian hurry up and watch the days, and choose the nearest good day after the year to marry Qian Qian.

As soon as Zhongli Fengyi's words came out, not only Qian Qian was stupid, but the Ministry of Rites was also dumbfounded. King Wucheng is a prince! The procedures for the prince to marry a husband are extremely cumbersome, under normal circumstances, it is normal to prepare for more than half a year, if you want to prepare well, one year or two is not considered to be a lot of time, how can there be such a thing, Your Majesty will set a good day to marry after the next year? ! Do they want to live?!

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu lowered her head and thought about it, feeling that the cliff could not agree to such an unreliable request from Her Majesty, so she took a step forward and wanted to play to express her opposition. Unexpectedly, as soon as she wanted to open her mouth, Zhongli Fengyi glanced at her with slanted eyes. The Ministry of Rites Shangshu instantly felt a little weak in her heart, she thought for a second in embarrassment, and then turned her head to look at Prime Minister Mu Cheng for help.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu thought, time is tight, and it should be too late for Prime Minister Mu's family to prepare for his son's marriage, right?! Not to mention anything else, it has only been less than twenty days since the Holy God gave the marriage, and Mu Dagongzi's needlework should not be done in time.

It's a pity that she was disappointed, Prime Minister Mu Cheng stood there honestly with his eyes down, and he didn't mean to object at all, as if it wasn't her son who was going to marry in the next year.

Prime Minister Mu actually saw the pitiful eyes of the Ministry of Rites, but in fact, she was also annoyed! Time is in such a hurry, and it's the New Year, what kind of chaos does the family have to be busy?! However, she couldn't object, Her Majesty didn't mean to ask for the advice of her subordinates at all, and her son had to marry if he didn't have time to do so. Second, when the stupid son of his own family was not idle during the day for Wu Cheng and Wang Cheng, he simply married early.

Seeing that Prime Minister Mu Cheng had no intention of helping, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu had to withdraw his gaze with a sad face, but fortunately, an unexpected person jumped out to help her speak at this time.

It's the Wind Master!

Master Feng smiled kindly, and bent down respectfully to play: "Your Majesty, according to the old minister's humble opinion, King Wucheng's marriage does not need to be in a hurry. Second, His Royal Highness King Wucheng has not yet left the palace to open the palace, and it is not in accordance with the etiquette system to hold a marriage in the palace. ”

"I'm too worried." Zhongli Fengyi smiled more kindly than Master Feng: "It's not that I let Xiao Wu marry on the second day after the New Year, it's always too late to catch up, I believe in the ability of the Ministry of Rites." As for the opening of the mansion, there is no need to worry, I am already optimistic about a mansion on Suzaku Street, and let the Ministry of Industry rush to repair it, everything is ready-made, and it won't take much effort. ”

"But......" Master Feng opened his mouth and wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Zhongli Fengyi with a smile.

"Taishi!" Zhongli Fengyi had something to say: "The marriage between Xiao Wu and the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family will definitely not change, it is better to do it earlier, you say, right?" ”

Qian Qian's marriage was hastily decided on the first day she returned to Beijing. However, because she was already determined to be a good wife, it didn't make much difference whether she was early or late, and Qian Qian accepted this fact after being awkward for a while.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Qian Qian stood on the steps of the main hall and looked back at the empty hall behind the dispersal dynasty, and could no longer strengthen his weight in Zhongli Fengyi's heart. Qianzhou and his party bought one get one free, Qian Qian knew that Zhong Li Fengyi was really satisfied with her. During this time, she must weaken her sense of existence and let the heroine Zhong Liluan shine alone.

She thought about it seriously and decided to go and see her fiancé, Qian Qian planned to spend some effort to get acquainted with Mu Junchao during this time, otherwise it would be too awkward to get married like this. She understands the difficulties of this face man, so she will definitely be a good wife! Qian Qian told himself.

Mu Junchao has returned to Beijing. As usual, he sat quietly in the room reading a book, as if he had never followed Qian Qian out of Beijing for a long trip.

Hearing that the attendant came to report that Qian Qian was coming, Mu Junchao put down the book, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "This time I am obedient, I will know that I will come as soon as I return to Beijing." ”

Qian Qian came to Prime Minister Mu Cheng's mansion, carrying a small package in her hand, and Han Xing behind her helped her hold a wrapped cloth. These were the ones she brought back from Qianzhou. She is a novice as a wife and has no experience, but it doesn't matter, when she was the wife of the family before, her husband Han Muqing was a good husband who was praised by each other, and even her daughter-in-law expressed envy. Qian Qian had already decided, in this life, he would definitely be a good wife if he looked like a cat and a tiger like Han Muqing, right? !

So when Qian Qian left Qianzhou, he didn't forget to bring a gift to Mu Junchao. Qian Qian remembered that when Han Muqing went out before, he would never go home empty-handed.

"What did you bring?" When Mu Junchao saw Qian Qian, he naturally greeted him and took the small package in her hand.

"It's nothing." Qian Qian replied honestly: "When I go to Qianzhou, I always have to bring you something." I asked Xu Zhoumu, she said that Qianzhou is rich in weaving gold brocade, but this kind of brocade is beautiful but the texture is very hard, and few people use it to make clothes, so I bought one for you, and I don't know what to use. Because this gift is so useless, I bought some special snacks in Qianzhou and came back to you. ”

After listening to Qian Qian's words, Mu Junchao couldn't help but smile and looked at her twice, and finally said as if praising him: "It's hard for you." ”

Qian Qian didn't know whether Mu Junchao was happy or unhappy in this sentence, but her useless gift seemed to be really unreliable, so she stood there with a little weakness and laughed.

"Why are you stunned?" Mu Junchao glanced at Qian Qian strangely: "Hurry up!" The weather is so cold, I have warm cold warming soup on the tea stove, hurry over and drink it. ”

Hearing that Mu Junchao's tone was so natural, Qian Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, reflected on his slightly hypocritical behavior, and honestly followed his fiancé into the door to drink soup.

From that day on, Qian Qian, who aspires to be a good wife, reported to Prime Minister Mu Cheng's house every day rain or shine, and even the New Year did not fall, and they got along for nearly a month.

Qian Qian circled around Mu Junchao all day long, and there was one person who was so anxious that he couldn't do it, this person was none other than Zhong Liluan, the Seventh Emperor Daughter. Zhong Liluan was really too congested recently, she found that her Fifth Emperor Sister was shrinking back again, she kept silent when she went to the court, and she ran faster than a rabbit when she scattered, if it goes on like this, how will the princess's pot be thrown on the head of the Fifth Emperor Sister!! Stumble!