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Chapter 277: The Daughter of the Criminal Minister 24

The huge force made the concierge fall to the ground.

Looking at the Jinyiwei, who was wearing a red flying fish suit holding the embroidered spring knife, strode in, his lips trembling: "What do you want to do?"

Could it be that the house is being searched again?

Zhang Zhong stood at the door with his head raised and his chest raised, holding the Xiuchundao in his hand: "The deputy Qianhu of the Beizhen Fushi Department, the deputy governor of the Beizhen Fushi Department, has given a betrothal gift to Gu Wanxin, the eldest daughter of the Gu family. Come on, carry the betrothal gift in!"

Matchmaker Zhao covered her face outside the door. Oh my God, this media really has no way to say it. Don’t blame me, I was forced too!

The Jinyiwei of the Beizhen Fushi Department was tall and strong, with four boxes of gold and four boxes of silver. The two carried one box, and soon they took it off the ox cart, moved it to and piled it in the inner courtyard.

The old lady who heard the news was supported by Musk and was ready by then!

Zhang Zhong clasped his fists at him: "Old lady, the betrothal gift is here, I'm going to report my life!" After that, he turned around and took the people away.

"Colle the gift list, I'll talk about it later!" Matchmaker Zhao quickly stuffed the prepared gift list to the gatekeeper, and followed the Jinyiwei away like a runaway.

"Don't leave, this..." The concierge held the gift list and shouted without any use.

The old lady looked at the red painted boxes piled in the yard with red cloth, staring at her eyes and tongue-in-off.

"Ba~" Gu Tingrui was called back. After hearing this, he was so angry that he slapped the table and flipped through the teacup on the table.

Musk in the old lady's room quickly took other maids to go up and sort them out.

Gu Tingrui was so angry that his beard kept shaking, and pointed at the direction outside the door and scolded: "What a Xu Mian, it's too rampant! I will go to court to study for him tomorrow. If the emperor lets him rob the marriage, I will just follow my father's example and hit him on the dragon pillar in the court!"

After the man and woman reach an engagement, the man must give the woman some property as a betrothal gift to the woman to show the man's sincerity. At the same time, it is also superficial: "If you accept my betrothal gift, you will be my family." If you refuse, it is a breaking of the contract.

Women who tear up their engagement often become the handle of their in-laws, and they will be brought up and ridiculed if they have any problems.

Xining walked over and picked up the big red gift list and looked at it: "Twenty thousand taels of silver, one thousand taels of gold for horse hooves."

The Beizhen Fushi really has money! Even if you give a betrothal gift to the Shangshu family, it is only 5,000 taels of silver, and 10,000 taels of sincerity is enough to hire the elders of the cabinet and the daughter of the prince.

Gu Tingrui glared: "Xin'er, do you really want to marry? Beizhen Fushi is a place where people eat and don't spit bones."

In fact, when he reaches this point, he has to marry. Could it be that he will really go to Longzhu tomorrow morning? Even if he has his father and the courage, he is not as stupid as his father.

The old lady almost grabbed the thing and threw it on her eldest son's head: "What nonsense, I will naturally not marry you!"

The eldest lady was embarrassed: "What should I do if these betrothal gifts?"

Xining thought about it, covered her mouth with a round slap and laughed: "Isn't there still that matchmaker Zhao..."

Matchmaker Zhao sat in the media hall, her eyelids were constantly jumping, and she always felt something had happened.

A carriage stopped at the door, then several strong men dressed in servants jumped off, lifted the boxes on the car, and carried them into the media hall.

"You, are you?" Zhao Matchmaker saw that this was the betrothal gift sent to the Gu family in the morning, and immediately sweated: "Why are you carrying it to me? If you want to carry it, you should carry it to the Beizhen Fushi."

Nonsense, can the Beizhen Fushi dare to carry it? He didn't even dare to go. Gu Quan snorted coldly and fortified the gift list to matchmaker Zhao.

Matchmaker Zhao dared not take it, but Gu Quan slapped the gift list on the stacked box: "Come on, don't mention the Gu family to hold it down. Tell Lord Xu Tongzhi that my eldest lady is weak and sick and cannot serve Lord Xu. Please choose another suitable daughter from a famous family as her wife and say goodbye!"

Matchmaker Zhao wanted to stop him, but was pushed away by Gu Quan. Gu Quan jumped into the carriage and followed him away.

Seeing the crowd waiting to leave, Zhao looked at the eight boxes of gold and silver in the media hall, fell to the ground, and howled: "What should I do if I call you? What should I do?"

People around were watching, was this house robbed and cried so sadly?

The thing was returned, and Gu Tingrui felt proud. The old lady asked a few people to eat in the house.

Halfway through the meal, someone ran in and gasped: "No, it's not good, the master is not good..."

Gu Tingrui said unhappily: "Master, I'm very good. What's the matter? I'm in a panic?"

"Tongzhi of the Northern Fushi Department, Lord Xu is here!"

Gu Tingrui's hand shook and his chopsticks fell to the ground.

Xining sighed, and the ones who should come will come, so she put down her chopsticks, stood up, and took the round fan handed over by Furong: "I'll go see him."

For a moment, there was no sound in the room. The old lady's face turned pale, and Gu Tingrui even had beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead and nose.

Even if he stood in the court, even if he liked to hit the pillars, a censor who was proud of his advice, he would not dare to show any magnanimity when he met Xu Mian. Gu Tingrui just closed the door and shouted a few words!

Xining walked slowly on the road, as if she was muttering to herself: "Do you want to marry him? I've thought about it..."

Furong next to him sniffed: "Of course you can't marry. That Xu Mian is so terrible. The Beizhen Fushi is the Hall of the King of Hell, and Xu Mian is the Living King of Hell. If you marry him, the monsters and monsters will walk around all day long."

Xining smiled.

Furong was anxious: "Miss, you are still laughing. The master and the old lady should have tried to take this matter. Why are you going out? That's the Jinyiwei, who has many tricks."

"I understand, don't talk too much." Xining curled her smile and accelerated her pace.

Seeing that the lady seemed angry, Furong quickly stopped talking and just lowered her head to follow her. She laughed for a while and then raised her face. Was the lady driven crazy by Xu Mian?

When you walk into the living room, it will be chilly even in summer.

Xu Mian sat there in an domineering orange flying fish suit, and even Zhang Zhong, who was wearing a red flying fish suit, could only stand behind him.

After Xining walked in, she saluted: "Sir!"

Xu Mian did not stand up, and slowly spit out word by word, as calm as if there was no turmoil: "Miss Gu!"

It was said hello, but she got goosebumps all over her body.

Xining left the main seat, sat opposite her, and ordered: "Give tea."

The maid who served in the living room brought the plate up with her hands tremblingly. In the cup of tea in the plate, half of the tea was almost shook out.

Zhang Zhong stepped forward, took off the tea lid, and used the silver needle for a while. Seeing that it had not changed color, he made a nasal sound: "Yes!"

The poor maid tried hard to keep it, but her fingers still couldn't stop trembling.

Xining was frightened and said, "Don't spill it." If Xu Mian's official uniform is wet, it will be a big trouble! It's really not a good idea to serve tea, so pay attention next time.

Fortunately, the tea cup fell on the table, and the maid immediately took the plate and quickly left the living room like she was raising her head and fleeing.

What's this? Fortunately, Furong beside him was a little brave. I felt something was wrong. I turned my head and saw Furong standing beside him, with her feet trembling.
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