At this time, the prime minister of Western Xinjiang, Turjiapo Sun Zheng, took a step forward and spoke to the person surnamed Yi Luo in front of the family.

He first looked at the newly placed seat next to the second seat, and the unsmiling little boy of the Yi Min Luo clan who was sitting quietly.

Then, he turned his head to look at Ilvara Daifan, and said with a straight smile:

"It is said that the old man and the father of the person with the surname are the same generation, and now I want to be cheeky and drag it out, and call you a 'virtuous niece', I don't know if it is offended."

Ilho Dai Fan is just cold, but she is not unreasonable and sophisticated, otherwise she would not be the head of the nine high-caste clans.

Although she didn't know what Turga's grandmother sang this play for, as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person.

After all, the Turjia clan is the head of the hundred officials and scholars in Western Xinjiang, and it is really unwise to easily exonerate for no reason.

So, Igro Daifan smiled faintly and said gently:

"It's okay, Lord Turga is an elder, so it's good to call it whatever you want."

Turga's grandmother was overjoyed.

In fact, he wanted to say goodbye to his daughter Turgadayi, who had just turned sixteen, and the Yi Luo clan had practiced medicine for generations, and was very noble in Western Xinjiang, and the younger brother of the person in charge of the surname, Yi Min Luo Shura, was only eighteen years old, which was a good age for engagement.

This young man is the medical law of this generation of Western Xinjiang who controls poison arts, and it will naturally be unspeakably expensive in the future.

Although it looks a little cold and arrogant, it doesn't look like a considerate and thoughtful husband. But what capable young man is not young and vigorous?

These are harmless.

In Western Xinjiang, strength is the right to speak.

Generally speaking, Turga's grandmother is still very satisfied with the young man Igra Shura as his future son-in-law.

He smiled when he heard this: "Virtuous niece, the old man will not go around in circles with you." That's the case, the old man has a daughter, whose name is Dayi, and her appearance and talent are all well-known in Muskton City. Now she is sixteen years old, and she is just right for Brother Ling, I don't know."

The rest of the words, he did not continue.

But the implication is simply not too clear!

Who wouldn't understand?

Imira Shura was so close, so naturally he heard it, and the "person involved" was stunned on the spot.

Xie Zhao ate melons nearby and watched the play, and when he saw this, he lowered his head and smiled.

After laughing, Baden, who still owed Baden, secretly tilted his head and looked at the face of Ikhara Shura with his eyes.

Then he lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Little boy, it seems that it is really the right time to come to Western Xinjiang for this trip."

You may be able to observe a wedding with local customs, but I don't know what kind of wedding banquet is for the high-caste nobles in your country. ”

With a crying and laughing expression on his face, he helplessly lowered his voice and explained to Xie Zhao:

"Xie Yilu, then you may be disappointed, my sister will not nod.

She said that the Yi Luo clan does not need marriage to strengthen the power of the clan, my marriage is up to me, and she will never let me marry blindly with a woman I don't know. ”

Xie Zhao laughed when he heard this.

In fact, she had already guessed it.

She had already discovered in the past few days in the Yi Min Luo clan guest house that this pair of Yi Min Luo sisters and brothers are very characterful, not like the kind of people who will tend to profit and force themselves to marry.

It's just that Xie Zhao made an "old mistake" for a while, and he couldn't help but want to tease this child.

I didn't expect the little boy of Imiro to explain so seriously, but it made her a little embarrassed, and secretly reflected on whether she was too "disrespectful to the old"?

It's funny to say that Xie Zhao's real age is actually only nineteen years old, and it will take another month to reach the crown, and now although he can barely be counted as about to be twenty years old, it is also a virtual age.

Of course, she was still pretending to be tender in front of Ling He and Han Changsheng, and she lied that she was one year younger than them, but in fact, the birthdays of the three of them were not far apart.

One in October, one in November, and one in the first month of the following year.

Even if he said that he was older, Xie Zhao was actually only two years older than Imira Shura.

However, this can't stop this person from playing junior!

"Chitose Sword Immortal" became famous too early when he was young, and his elegance was too prosperous.

She has always been respected as a senior in the rivers and lakes, so much so that Xie Zhao still has the illusion that people of the same age around her are "little friends".

This old problem, I really can't fix it for a while.

Sure enough, Imira Shura expected it to be good.

A few feet away, after listening to the words of Turga's grandmother, the faint smile on her lips paused slightly.

In the next moment, she smiled unabated, but the temperature under her eyes decreased a little, and she replied very politely:

"Lord Turga is so loving, and Shura and I are naturally very grateful. It's just."

She said apologetically and disappointed:

"Unfortunately, Shura has few ambitions, and once made a blood oath, and he is bound to practice a hand-me-down poison prescription that is no less rare than the 'Sad Flower and Broken Moon' in the past.

This child has no seriousness, he has sworn that he will never become a family until the poison prescription is successful. But Miss Turga's flowering is imminent, and it's always not good to delay Miss. Please forgive me. ”

That's a beautiful statement!

Even the most famous and solemn blood oath in Western Xinjiang has been moved out to block the arrows, which is not to be believed by others.

In fact, this matter is indeed well-founded, and Imira Shura has indeed sworn that in the future, he must refine a strange poison to make the high-ranking castes in Western Xinjiang look sideways.

But when is the poison recipe that is enough to be passed on to future generations, and what level of poison can be considered to achieve the goal, then it is not a matter of their Yi Min Luo clan in the future?

In this way, if Imira Shura meets the person he likes in the high caste one day, and wants to get married, then it is not possible at any time.

What?

At that time, you said that you did not believe that this poison was enough to last for a hundred years?

Okay, since you are skeptical, are you willing to test the poison?

Turga was stunned.

He didn't expect that Imira Daifan would come up with such a set and refuse him with the same rhetoric.

However, the person surnamed Yi Min Luo has a kind attitude, and the reason is quite sufficient, and he does not lose face, so he has no reason to have a seizure.

Although Prime Minister Turga was a little unhappy when he first heard this set of words, he thought about it again, no!

Since Igro Daifan used this blood oath as a reason to reject their Turga clan, it was also equivalent to rejecting all the high-caste clans who were interested in marrying here.

In this case, at least in the short term, the "cheapness" of Ilgen Roche will not be touched by any of them.

If there is no vested interest, then it seems that no one suffers.