Chapter VIII Recruitment
With such a flamboyant posture, there will be no one else except for the god of war of their Yunyue Country, King Chen.
At the beginning, Jian Yanchen was seriously injured in the war, and the emperor felt that there was nothing to reward, so he gave Jian Yanchen almost the same standard of treatment as the emperor, just like a traveling sedan chair, and actually allowed him to be carried by sixteen people.
The car curtain was slightly opened, and a strong smell of medicine rushed straight to the nose, and Dream raised her eyebrows, wondering in her heart, which one is this?
I saw a fair, almost skinny hand stretched out, and a few rapid coughs seemed to float out irrepressibly, Jian Yanchen's lips were pale, and he had a sense of returning to the west.
Although he looked sick and weak, the momentum on his body still could not be ignored by others.
Jian Yanchen spoke slowly, suppressed his cough unhurriedly, and laughed at Meng'er.
"This king has come to give a dowry."
He said lightly, but in the crowd of onlookers next to him threw a big stone to set off a thousand waves, they originally thought that King Chen did not want to marry such a gentleman woman, the holy decree has been issued, he at most behaved, unexpectedly, is not like this?
Jian Yanchen swept over everyone with different expressions, and said softly, "Ling Feng, read." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a black power suit appeared out of nowhere, holding a gift slip in his hand, and said word by word, "Two hundred catties of gold, ten thousand taels of silver, sixty horses, one gold tea tube, and ...... silver tea tube."
The words were round, and they all fell into everyone's ears, and the original chatter and cooing gradually became quiet, and without exception turned into shock.
So much? This is just a dowry, King Chen is crazy.
Mengtian also pushed the door out at this moment, he just listened to it, the number of this dowry is really a lot, and he was also puzzled in his heart, originally he thought that King Chen was unwilling, so he would take advantage of the situation and conspire, but he didn't expect that the direction of things was completely different.
Mengtian saluted Jian Yanchen, polite and courteous, and said calmly, "I don't know what the prince means?" ”
If you don't want to marry, you don't have to do this fake look at all, this dowry is full of weight, and it is really confusing.
"This king once saw the phantom when he was young, fell in love at first sight, and was very happy, and now the saint gives marriage, just as I want, and I come to ask for marriage, hoping that the prime minister will agree with me, and accept the dowry." Jian Yanchen smiled lightly, and continued, "I will treat her well, and I will live up to it in this life." ”
Mengtian listened to this beautifully, glanced at his daughter, saw that her eyes were full of smiles, and sighed secretly in her heart, when did this forced buying and selling become a love match, and it was like a godsend.
Meng'er just stood aside, didn't speak, just smiled, so beautiful that she was dazzling, she really didn't expect Jian Yanchen to make such a play, and she didn't know what kind of medicine was used, and she made herself look like she was terminally ill and dying overnight.
Dreamy just thought it was fun, but she didn't expect her father to look like an ignorant girl who fell in love.
"Why don't you enter the mansion, let's talk about it again?" Mengtian said politely, although the dowry is precious, but Jian Yanchen's appearance is undoubtedly ill, if he really marries Phantom, it is really hard to say what the situation will be in a few years.
Others felt that the right prime minister's house did not know what to do, and repeatedly refused to say anything when he received the order, and now he refused to accept such a heavy gift in front of him.