Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, opened the conversation, and naturally the others were not far behind.
"I also have a little girl in my family, she is eighteen years old, beautiful and intelligent."
"My little girl is beautiful, and she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
"A talented man and a beautiful woman, a man of letters and a woman of martial arts, are a match made in heaven.
My little daughter has been extremely powerful since she was a child, and she is proficient in horseback riding and archery."
Everyone is trying their best to promote their daughter with every word they say to me.
Qin Jianan and Er Niang finally understood that they were here to propose marriage.
Unexpectedly, Feng'er has become so popular in Fengtian City?
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"Wait a moment, everyone, wait a moment, everyone." Father Qin hurriedly interrupted everyone's words.
After everyone looked at him, Qin Jian'an continued: "You adults have not forgotten that my Feng'er has married a daughter of the Liu family. I would like to express my gratitude to Feng'er for your kindness."
Hearing this, Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, smiled and waved his hands and said, "I thought you were going to say something. Your master's talent and Liu Jianli are a perfect match. We all know it."
"Then you still?"
"Hey, isn't it common for a real man to have three wives and four concubines? It's not the case for anyone like us.
If your son is so good, it is normal for him to marry more than one."
Father Qin was stunned when he heard this. Er Niang raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and stretched out her hand to pinch. Father Qin felt a pain in his waist and he immediately came back to his senses: "But with your status, the daughter of the daughter of a millionaire can only marry into the Qin family.
Concubine, can you bear it in your heart?"
"My son's future is limitless, and my daughter will certainly be blessed if she can marry him.
What's more, succumbing to Liu Jianli is not an ugly thing.
In this world, there are very few women who can rival Liu Jianli."
These words are true, the country is beautiful and the world is beautiful, the youngest third-grade sword god in history, no matter which title he is, Liu Jianli can surpass most women in the world.
If Liu Jianli hadn't married Qin Feng, there would have been an endless stream of people coming to ask for marriage.
Father Qin and Er Niang looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
Just at this time, someone else came to visit Qin Mansion.
And this time it was a heavyweight, the current Wuming Hou Lieying!
All the officials in the hall looked shocked when they heard this. He was a second-grade military attache, second only to Liu Tianlu and General Liu Shenhou!
"Why is he here?" Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Etiquette, swallowed his saliva, stood up in a hurry and said, "I've been bothering you for a long time today, so I'll take my leave first.
As for my little daughter, Master Qin might as well think more about it."
The other officials also bowed and said goodbye. They were obviously afraid of the Marquis Wu Ming!
A group of officials hurriedly left the lobby and rushed towards the gate of the Qin Mansion. A tall and powerful middle-aged man with black beard walked towards them, it was Wuming Hou Lieying.
"General Lie." Everyone greeted him bravely, and then left as if running away.
Lieying raised his eyebrows but didn't pay much attention to him. Under the leadership of the Qin family's concierge, he walked towards the lobby.
"This must be General Lie, I wonder why you are here?" Qin Qin said respectfully, cupping his fists.
Lieying looked around and asked directly: "Where is that boy of yours?"
Father Qin and Er Niang, who were looking for Feng'er again, looked at each other. Could it be that the other party also came to propose marriage?
Then Lieying spoke again: "I went out to fight against demons some time ago, and when I came back, I heard people talk about academic disputes.
I don't care what happens to that weakling scholar in the Imperial College.
But I am very itchy about the art of war revealed on the hundred-soldier exercise disk, and I came here today just to ask for the rest of the art of war from that boy of yours."
Fortunately, she was not asking for marriage. Er Niang breathed a sigh of relief, and Father Qin said: "At this moment, Feng'er should have gone to teach at Taiping Academy. It is estimated that he will not come back until sunset."
"Taiping Academy? Teach?" Lieying cursed and said: "Such a master of military arts should lead troops to fight and kill those monsters and bandits. How can he go to some bullshit academy and do such poor things? I didn't say that.
Will you teach your son?"
Father Qin's forehead was so angry that veins were pulsing. I didn't teach such an outstanding son to you. Could it be that you taught him?
"How to educate is my Qin family's business, so I won't bother the general." Qin Jian'an said solemnly.
Er Niang also had a strange look on her face when she came to visit her. She didn't know the proper etiquette and spoke in such a vulgar manner. She really was a vulgar warrior!
Lieying realized later, scratched his head and said, "I just say whatever comes to my mind. I've always been like this, so don't blame me."
As soon as these words came out, Qin's father felt a little calmer. The generals fighting on the front line were used to seeing killings, so it was reasonable to have a straighter temper.
After all, to a certain extent, he has been through this before.
But what Wu Minghou said next made Qin Jianan angry again.
"After all, looking at you like this, it doesn't seem like you can teach such outstanding generals."
"you!"
"Master, don't be angry and have a sip of tea." Erniang said hurriedly.
"Since your boy won't be back until evening, I'll just wait here. There won't be much to do when I go home anyway." Lieying said this and found a seat at random to sit down.
He saw the empty teacup on the table, grabbed it with one hand, shook it and asked, "Is there any wine?"
The atmosphere in the lobby was very awkward. Looking at the heroic hero who was drinking and eating meat not far away, he did not regard himself as an outsider at all.
Father Qin also vaguely understood why those officials left in a hurry when they heard the name of Marquis Wu Ming.
After he was full of wine and meat, Lieying wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and asked: "Those people who came to your house before were also for the art of war?"
Qin Jianan didn't want to answer at first, but out of courtesy, he still spoke briefly.
"Ask for marriage?" Wu Minghou stood up excitedly and patted his head: "Why didn't I think that if the two families were to get married, wouldn't it be easy to get that kid to serve as a staff officer in our Wuhou Army?
Speaking of which, my daughter is almost six years old, so I can just arrange a baby wedding for her."
Father Qin and Er Niang both opened their mouths in disbelief.
This person dares to say it openly no matter what he really says.
Father Qin naturally refused this.
Lieying snorted coldly: "You don't look down on my Lie family?"
As the words fell, the aura of those who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round was unintentionally revealed, pressing towards Qin Jian'an.
When Lieying saw this, he thought to himself, "How can ordinary people tolerate his murderous spirit?"
But the next result was far beyond his expectation. Faced with his astonishing momentum, the seemingly ordinary head of the Qin family actually picked up a cup of tea as if nothing had happened!
"What are you doing?" Wu Minghou's eyes widened.
At this time, the concierge came again to report: "Sir, the head of the Liu family is here to visit."
"The in-laws are here?" Er Niang asked in surprise.