Early the next morning.

Overnight, the beauty was cleared a little, and I felt sorry for it.

"If Uncle Qiang doesn't come to propose, what should I do?"

Qin Keqing in front of the bronze mirror wore a red Luo skirt, and only such a stunning beauty could suppress this big red.

The crested hairpin takes off the green silk silk bun, the golden step is pinned between the sideburns, and the silver Yingluo hangs down, which sets off the grace and luxury, which is beautiful.

It's just that the brows are slightly frowned, the throbbing heart is full of melancholy and uneasiness, the girl's feelings are always poetry, and sometimes it is difficult to say that it is in love, or a kind of youthful thoughts.

If Jia Qiang doesn't come, I really don't know what fate will be? lost his reputation, do you really want to marry Jia Rong?

The creepy Tianxianglou dream made her avoid Jia Rong like a snake and scorpion.

"My good girl, Uncle Qiang looks straight at you. As long as you are not blind, you will definitely come to propose! Rui Zhu looked at Ke Qing, who was frowning, and explained.

"I can't tell you that people are on the way to propose?!" Baozhu combed her hair and smiled.

"Ruizhu, you go to the main hall to take a look, are the guests here?!" Qin Keqing's six gods have no master.

……

"Girl, someone from Jiafu is here, and Uncle Jia Qiang is also here in person, bringing a matchmaker to propose marriage!"

At that moment, Baozhu ran in in a hurry, and cheered with his voice.

Qin Keqing's body shook violently, and the haze in his heart was instantly dispelled by the sun.

Hurriedly stood up and wanted to go out, but he braked upside down, sorted out his clothes, and said nervously to the second daughter: "You help me see if the clothes are decent?" Is there a mess with the hairstyle? ”

As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes, but his smile was like a flower.

"My good girl, you can't see your uncle!"

With a sound of uncle, Qin Keqing immediately felt that his cheeks were hot, and his elegant white gooseneck turned pink, and he gently pinched the jewel in his little hand.

"Let's go, let's eavesdrop!" Qin Keqing smiled slyly at the corner of his mouth, and came to the side hall with the second daughter, a few heads crowded together, and looked towards the hall.

I saw Jia Qiang tied with a jade bun on her head, her eyebrows were wiped with blue waves and jade, and she was simply wearing a milky white cloud pattern brocade robe on her body, her body was like a long willow, her face was like a carving, and her eyes were clear and secluded, as if she could penetrate her heart.

With a Mongolian scimitar on his waist, he added a wild and domineering spirit.

Qin Keqing looked at Junlang stupidly, and felt that the deer in his heart began to gallop and have fun.

The first foreign affairs person in Jiafu, the suave Jia Lian, came forward to propose marriage, and the scene was lively and enthusiastic.

He was originally an eight-sided and exquisite person, and the things on the scene were even more long-sleeved and good at dancing, and his tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he praised Jia Qiang so much that he had not seen the ancients before, and he had not seen anyone who came after.

"I don't know how the virtuous nephew will settle down in the future?!"

Whether it is family background, military exploits, and appearance, plus the bad relationship with his daughter, Qin Ye is extremely satisfied with this son-in-law, in addition to caring about the past, he cares more about his future plans.

"I wrote a notebook, just in time to ask Shibo to help me palm my eyes?!"

Jia Qiang took out the first twenty manuscripts of "Journey to the West", and originally planned to end the proposal, so she went to the bookstore to discuss printing and publishing matters, which just opened the eyes of this veteran brand.

With Jia Qiang's self-confidence, even for Qin Ye, this book is completely deterrent.

After all, a treasure of literature?!

Qin Ye picked up the manuscript and looked at it, and was deeply attracted, and read it several times just at the beginning, and at the same time marveled at Jia Qiang's whimsy.

"I really don't believe this is written by a sixteen-year-old boy, the virtuous nephew is imaginative and unrestrained."

Qin Ye unconsciously changed his title to "virtuous nephew", sighed lightly, and read:

Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one can see it.

Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity.

Covering the masses of beings to look up to benevolence, inventing all things to be good.

If you want to know the Yuan Gong of the Creation Society, you must watch the Legend of Journey to the West.

"The opening chapter is grand, ambitious, and has a very high literary background."

"Qin Shibo has won the award! In my little nephew's mind, I also conceived a few books, which I will continue to write in my spare time! Jia Qiang climbed up the pole, and there was no ideological pressure on plagiarism.

"What are Qiang'er's aspirations? Is this preparing to write a book from the text? Qin Ye closed the manuscript and then looked at Jia Rong, "In my opinion, Qiang'er writing a book may also be a good way out!" ”

"Writing books is just for Ke'er's pastime in his spare time, he is from literature in prosperous times, martial arts in troubled times, and I plan to learn from martial arts." Jia Qiang looked calm and calm.

"Oh? Isn't it a prosperous time? ”

Although Qin Ye is cautious, after all, he has been immersed in officialdom for decades, and he still knows the direction of the imperial court and all kinds of secrets.

"The winters of these years are particularly cold, and it should be a worldwide cooling disaster!

A global catastrophe will bring about food disasters and a drastic reduction in livestock production.

In recent years, there has been no harvest due to floods and droughts, and rat thieves have swarmed, which is nothing more than grabbing land and grabbing land, rats stealing and dogs stealing, and the people are not able to make a living.

As the so-called autumn insects did not move the cicada prophet.

Within the Great Qian, it is a taboo for the country to establish the emperor and the emperor together.

The entire interior of the Great Dry is like rotten wood, maintaining the last branches and leaves that float on the surface, and the group is drunk and dreaming of death, opening the last carnival of the building.

Once the southern and northern captives faced famine and starvation, they would inevitably plunder, and war would inevitably break out.

Like a giant beast, the border countries are opening their fangs, giving Da Qian a fatal blow at any time, and then eating this weak giant beast. ”

“？？？”

Qin Ye, including Jia Lian, all looked at Jia Qiang with a shocked expression.

"The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article!"

Qin Ye got up and looked at the young man who didn't match his age again, "Okay...... is very sharp, very similar to Sun Monkey in "Journey to the West", upright, not afraid of power, and not afraid of evil forces.

"If I am in the military, I may not be able to save the country, but if I am poor, I will be left alone, just to keep my family safe."

Although the words were short, Jia Qiang's penetrating analysis and simple oath exploded in the ears of several people like spring thunder.

Daqian has been comfortable for a few years, emphasizing literature and suppressing martial arts, but the court can feel that the mountain rain is coming, and the building will fall.

In the midst of civil officials, surrounded by hypocrites who are false and void, void and wrong, although Jia Qiang is not in the court, he went to a high house to analyze the overall environment, but he was straightforward, bringing a wave of impact to Qin Ye and Jia Lian!

"Remember that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. The hurricane passed the post, and the grass remained. ”

Qin Ye looked at the young man with both civil and military satisfaction with satisfaction, and with a face full of relief, he brushed his beard and said, "Your marriage with Ke'er, old man ......"

"Old man......"

Before the words fell, he was interrupted, and Baozhu rushed over, "Master, my girl asks Uncle Qiang to ask her heart across the wall."

If you ask the right question, you will rely on this marriage, and if you don't ask the right question, you will not follow it! ”

Qin Ye was stunned and looked at Jia Lian and the matchmaker, and the matchmaker smiled and bowed.

This is ancient?! If people don't follow, can they be willing to have a private meeting?

"Brother Qiang, go ahead. I'm just waiting to finalize the details of the wedding date and so on. Jia Lian squeezed his eyes, looking like he was winning.

[Qin Keqing's admiration for the host: original 20, +10, +10, +10, now 50]

Jia Qiang laughed inwardly, but Qing clearly became more and more obsessed, but she wanted to maintain the last reserve.

……

Baozhu took Jia Qiang to a side room through a corridor of copying hands.

"Girl, Uncle Qiang is here, let's start asking your heart!" The orb is brittle.

"Ke'er, if I answer well, can I come out and meet?" Without waiting for Keqing to ask, Jia Qiang asked in a soft voice.

"Don't call me Ke'er, just call me Miss Qin!" The sound of coquettishness came from the inner room, like the tinkling of spring water, containing a hint of sweetness and coquettishness, refreshing people's hearts.

"Okay, Kerr, you ask!"

Hearing this, the jewel beside him couldn't help but hold a silk handkerchief and hide his face and smile.

"Yesterday, when you saw my girl, what was your impression?" Ruizhu Dai Keqing in the room asked.

"Ahem......"

Jia Qiang took a deep breath, thought a little, cleared her throat, and read out the verses of the famous poet Pushkin with a very thick face.

"To, Kerr

I remember that wonderful moment,

Thou hast struck a stunt before me,

Like a short-lived phantom,

Like a pure and beautiful spirit.

I began to be melancholy and tormented, because from then on, my soul was haunted by the shadow of Kerr.

Beautiful girl, did you dream of me last night? ”

After Jia Qiang finished reading, she only heard a "pop" in the inner room.

Where has Qin Keqing heard such bold and straightforward love words, and some charming and flirtatious? What's even more shocking is that the picture of dreaming of Jia Qiang last night really flashed in his mind, and he suddenly went soft and almost fell to the ground.

Be careful that the liver can't stop thumping, and there seems to be a deer in my heart, and I start to have fun.

[Qin Keqing's admiration for the host: original 50, +5, now 55]

"My girl asked, how do you know her nickname is Ke'er? Why do you say that you are her true son? "Ruizhu is crisp.