Sixty-six Recruiting Sons-in-law (Ask for Follow-up!) )

Last time, Li Mu told him that he left before the beginning of spring, but he didn't expect to really leave, and the action was quite fast, at least at present, Fengxian and Nanyang have not fallen.

Chen Mo also found that the guards of the city were no longer those officials in the yamen, all of them were soldiers wearing armor and holding swords, and there were more people patrolling the city.

Chen Mo sold the tiger whip, tiger gall, and tiger heart to the Yi family's pharmacy.

Although the price is not satisfactory, it is higher than the price of other medicines.

The smaller the pharmacy, the more the price is lowered, and it is the pharmacy opened by these scholars that bids higher.

Especially the tiger whip, which was sold for a price that Chen Mo had never thought of, ten taels of silver.

However, just as Chen Mo was about to leave, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy left Chen Mo behind.

Chen Mo frowned, thinking that the other party recognized him, and subconsciously moved his hand to the handle of the Tang knife on his back.

"Don't get me wrong, little friend, I'm not hostile." The shopkeeper knew that Chen Mo had misunderstood, so he quickly explained, and said with a smile: "My lord loves to make friends with heroes and heroes, and young heroes like Xiaoyou, who can kill big insects, my lord loves it the most." ”

Chen Mo's face turned black inexplicably, these words always felt weird, could his master be as good as Longyang.

Just as he was about to push, he saw a middle-aged man, surrounded by a group of servants, walk in from the backyard.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a brocade robe and wore a jade ring, Chen Mo looked at it and found that the middle-aged man had a red number 38 on his head.

"Sir." The shopkeeper of the pharmacy hugged his fists at the middle-aged man, then pointed at Chen Mo and said, "This is the young hero that the old slave asked people to tell you about." ”

"Xiaoyou, this is my master, the current head of the Yi family."

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he was about to look at the middle-aged man, the latter suddenly made a move, his steps were windy, his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed Chen Mo's shoulder.

The shopkeeper was a little frightened by the sudden occurrence.

Looking at the young man again, he didn't dodge or dodge, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

The master's claw skills, even the grinding disc in the courtyard, can catch a few pit marks.

"Ahh

A scream.

"Sure enough... No, how does this sound like a master..."

The shopkeeper opened his eyes and found that the claws that the old man poked out were actually grabbed by the young man, probably pinched too tightly, and the old man cried out in pain.

Seeing this, the servants on the side hurriedly rushed up, but were stopped by the middle-aged man: "Stop for me." ”

Then he looked at Chen Mo and praised: "What a young hero." ”

Chen Mo frowned, knowing that the other party was testing himself and let go of him, but he knew that the consultant was there

Said: "What does this mean?" ”

"Let's see if Xiao Langjun is a martial artist." Yi Qianqi rubbed his wrist, which was a little red, and said it directly, and then said: "I didn't expect Xiao Langjun's strength to surprise me. Introduce yourself, Yi Qianqi, the head of the Yi family, I don't know what Xiao Langjun is called? ”

"Chen Mo." Chen Mo entered the city to register the reason, if a scholar like the Yi family wanted to be poor, it would be easy to get his identity, so Chen Mo did not hide his name.

Hearing this, Yi Qianqi's expression condensed slightly, and then clapped his hands: "Come on, watch the tea." ”

His eyes moved to Chen Mo: "Chen Langjun, please inside." Yu has a good thing to discuss with Chen Langjun. ”

Under the leadership of Yi Qianqi, the two came to the backyard of the pharmacy, passed through the pavilion water pavilion, and came to a private room.

When Chen Mo sat down, the maids of the Yi family came to the table with tea and snacks.

Taking advantage of the gap between the maid's back-checking for Chen Mo, Yi Qianqi groaned and said, "I don't know if Xiao Langjun has a family?" ”

Chen Mo had already guessed something, and said quietly: "No." ”

Hearing this, Yi Qianqi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Chen Langjun is from this county?" ”

"Exactly."

"Where do you live?"

Chen Mo frowned: "Yi Yuan has something to say." ”

Yi Qianqi's eyes lit up a little, and he said with a smile: "There is a little girl who has already performed the ceremony, and she is the most fond of a young hero like Chen Langjun." ”

From Wu Shan before, Chen Mo learned that the Yi family had two lineages.

Among them, the old family head has always inherited the position of the head of the Yi family, but the son of the old family owner died under the paws of the bear blind man, leaving only one daughter.

Originally, the position of the next head of the family was to be the head of Yi Qianchi's father, that is, the younger brother of the old family owner.

But the old family owner recruited Yang Wei as his son-in-law, and later Yang Wei created the Qinghe Gang, after the death of the old family owner, Yang Wei was powerful, so he mastered the Yi family.

Now that Yang Wei is dead, the position of the head of the Yi family will naturally fall to Yi Qianqi's head.

And Yi Qianqi has no children under his knees and only one daughter.

"Isn't Yi Yuanwai trying to recruit me as a son-in-law?"

Chen Mo frowned, in the Great Song Dynasty, the son-in-law had no status, not only could not participate in the imperial examination, but the children born could not have his surname.

As a machismo, he is naturally unacceptable.

"Exactly." Yi Qianqi also knew that his son-in-law had a low status, but the Yi family was also considered a high-ranking family in the local area, and it was nothing to recruit a martial artist's son-in-law, so he said with a straight face:

"Chen Langjun, although the Yi family is not as good as the Wang and Li families now, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, if Chen Langjun agrees, the dowry will not be less, and even invite Chang to attend the wedding banquet. Not only that, after a hundred years, this Qinghe Gang can also be managed by Chen Langjun. ”

"Is Yi Yuanwai looking down on me too much? There is a saying in the book that those who call them sons-in-law should not be in their wife's house, and they are also like people who have a lot of money in their bodies, and they should not be owned. And the warrior has his own arrogance, and the Chen family still has to be inherited by me, if the change of staff is only for this matter, I can't correspond. Chen Mo stood up and was about to leave.

Yi Qianqi was a little surprised when he saw that Chen Mo was talking about the Tao, and said, "Chen Langjun is still a scholar?" ”

"The child of the year before last." Chen Mo said.

Yi Qianqi took a sip of tea from the teacup, and after a while of silence, he said, "Chen Langjun is going to take the road of the imperial examination?" ”

"Nature." Chen Mo said.

"How old is Chen Langjun?"

"The beginning of the month just turned seventeen."

"That's a year older than the little girl." Yi Qianqi tapped the table gently, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and finally sighed, got up and arched his hand at Chen Mo: "I offended Chen Langjun just now, and I hope Chen Langjun doesn't take it to heart." ”

Chen Mo was also a little disappointed in his heart, if he agreed, the Yi family would definitely be able to help him a lot.

Damn self-esteem.

There is a good saying on the Internet that the fastest way to cross social classes is marriage.

This was especially true in the Great Song Dynasty, where the barriers to rise were monopolized by the clans.

If he can marry, Chen Mo will definitely agree to Yi Qianqi without hesitation.

When leaving, Chen Mo suddenly remembered the business of coming to the county seat, and said, "I don't know if I can ask Yi Yuan for another matter?" ”

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