Chapter nine hundred and eighty-fifth Xiao family begging for marriage
Why doesn't this attract people's attention? Naturally, they want to know clearly who is going to hire Zhao Yuanli and who wants to go to Zhao Yuanli.
Soon, Mrs. Zhao walked out of the Hou Mansion. She was dressed richly and her manners were graceful and luxurious. Even though she was a woman, she felt noble standing on the steps.
Zhao Yuanli did not follow him out, but stood not far away. People outside had no idea that she had arrived.
Countless people are waiting to see this wonderful show, pointing and pointing, their faces more excited than anyone else.
The leader was an old man, about sixty years old. With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and said, "I have seen Mrs. Zhao down below."
Mrs. Zhao glanced around the people present and said with an unkind expression: "It turns out to be Mr. Fang. I wonder why Mr. Fang is here?"
"I was entrusted by General Xiao and came here specifically to propose marriage to the Zhao Mansion." Fang Qian said with a smile. He was a member of the court at the beginning, and he survived under Fu Zixuan's hands through humiliation. After that incident,
I no longer have the face to stay, but today I helped someone say a kiss.
"Asking for marriage? What kind of marriage are you asking for? Our family has not agreed to marry our daughter to anyone. Is Mr. Fang bored now?" Mrs. Zhao said in a deep voice.
Fang Qian was a little embarrassed by her blunt words and smiled awkwardly, "It was the Marquis who agreed in the first place."
Mrs. Zhao frowned. Did the Marquis agree? When would the Marquis agree to such a request? She didn't know anything.
But despite this, there was nothing wrong with the expression on her face. She stood calmly as usual and said: "Since it was decided by the Marquis, it is better to wait until the Marquis comes back. Mr. Fang rarely comes here once, so go in and sit for a while.
Let’s talk.”
It is never a shameful thing to stand outside and be watched by others. No matter how big the problem is, you still need to communicate well first to find out what is going on.
Of course she knew who the so-called 'Master Xiao' was, but she didn't expect that the other party would not come in person, but would instead find an old man.
Fang Qian nodded with a smile and walked in, followed by the boy carrying something behind him.
"Wait a minute." Mrs. Zhao lowered her face, looked at the things the boys were carrying, and said with a smile on her face: "They can't come in."
Fang Qian's face looked a little embarrassed. He stroked his beard, looked back and said to the people behind him: "You go back first, I will communicate with him if anything happens."
Several young men looked at each other, nodded silently, walked through the crowd carrying the engagement items, and disappeared around the corner of the street.
Mrs. Zhao's depressed mood finally improved a little after seeing them leave. She smiled and said: "Master Fang, please come inside."
Zhao Yuanli, who was hiding in the yard, saw someone coming in, and immediately hid in a more secluded place, with a look of confusion on her face.
She watched Fang Qian follow Mrs. Zhao into the hall. The little girls started busy quickly, and she was even more puzzled.
Who came to her to ask for a betrothal? Who was that 'Master Xiao'? She had never seen him before, so why did he come to ask for a betrothal?
In fact, when it comes to reputation, her current reputation is not that good. First she was betrothed to Zhao Changyuan, and then she fainted and had the engagement broken off.
Although she woke up, who can guarantee that she will not faint next time? A normal person would not marry such a woman.
Mrs. Zhao entered the hall. The reason why she did not refuse in person just now was because she had considered so many issues.
If you still talk arrogantly about what you want my daughter to do, and act so picky, no one will dare to marry your own daughter in the future.
Since Zhao Yuanli will no longer be allowed to marry the emperor, if there is another suitable person, she can naturally consider it carefully.
After Mrs. Zhao sat down, she looked at Fang Qian in front of her and said, "When did Mr. Fang actually think of being a matchmaker for other people?"
"Haha, if it were anyone else, I wouldn't do such a thing. The main reason is that that boy is now my godson, and a father must always think about him. Before he left, he asked me to stay with him.
Miss Zhao came to propose marriage after she woke up. I thought today was a good day, so I came," Fang Qian said.
"When did you accept him as your godson?" Mrs. Zhao was slightly surprised, but she didn't expect Xiao Jinhui to move very quickly.
Fang Qian smiled and said, "It doesn't take long."
Mrs. Zhao was silent. She glanced at the sky outside and saw that she had already sent someone to find the master.
Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with her earlier and make a random decision?
"Mrs. Zhao, based on my understanding of Mr. Xiao, he is a good talent, and he is also the apprentice of the Marquis. To become your son-in-law, wouldn't it be more happiness than ever. If I had such a son-in-law,
Even if you dream, you will wake up laughing." Fang Qian said with a smile, his face filled with pride.
Although Xiao Jinhui could not be his son-in-law, he has now become his godson. That is a kind of perfection, isn't it?
Mrs. Zhao smiled dryly and said: "This matter is important and it is not for me to make a decision. It is better to wait for the Marquis to come back and discuss it with you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Zheyuan's figure appeared at the door of the hall. He had just come out of the palace and looked a little tired.
Nowadays, the northern barbarians are rising again, and they are very arrogant and come to Luotian Kingdom's territory to cause trouble wantonly, which is simply challenging the bottom line of their soldiers.
Fortunately, Zhao Zilong is guarding the north, so there won't be any big trouble for the time being. But if I don't teach them a lesson, I can't bear to swallow it.
Zhao Zheyuan himself is a soldier. He sacrificed a lot when Zhao Changyuan got the throne, and is now considered the most prestigious person in the army.
When Fang Qian and Mrs. Zhao saw his return, they stood up one after another. Fang Qian clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Please forgive me for disturbing the Marquis today."
"Mr. Fang, you are too polite. Please sit down." Zhao Zheyuan raised his hand to signal, then turned and glanced at Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao had countless things to say in her heart, and she also wanted to tell Zhao Zheyuan not to say anything casually, lest Yuan Li would be irritated.
But in front of outsiders, some words were really hard to say, so she could only give a look to signal her, then turned and left the hall.
Not long after she walked out, Zhao Yuanli hurriedly appeared in front of her and asked anxiously: "Mom, what's going on? Why do you want to marry me to that Mr. Xiao? I have never even met him.
You don’t know who he is, and you don’t know what he looks like, so you just let me get married like this?”
"Don't get excited yet." Mrs. Zhao held her hand and comforted her softly, and said with a smile: "It's true that you have never seen it, but your father and I have seen it. He was a general beside the emperor at first, and then
I have been studying the art of war with your father, and I am considered your father’s half-apprentice.”
"I'm just a powerful general. Mother, do you really have the heart to marry me to such a person?" Zhao Yuanli pouted and pulled Mrs. Zhao's arm to act coquettishly.
Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said in a low voice: "He has a very talented appearance and extraordinary handsomeness. If it weren't for his bad background, he would be a good son-in-law." (To be continued)