Shangguanyan, who had always remained calm even when the mountain collapsed before him, couldn't help but be surprised. He felt a strong sense of crisis.
Ling Yiran laughed. As expected of Yi Shuihan, he even snatched other people's wives.
The Ninth Prince, General Shangguan, and the new top scholar were all in front of Qianjia's gate. Boxes of betrothal gifts were piled in front of Qianjia's gate. The scene was quite spectacular.
The Qianjia had never dealt with the royal family. Even if the emperor once wanted to let someone from the Qianjia serve as an official in the court, the Qianjia politely refused.
The Qian family also has many daughters who marry into official families, even the royal family, but the Qian family has always believed that a married daughter is like thrown water, and they never ask how the married daughter is doing, whether good is a blessing, or bad is fate.[
Suddenly, three influential people in the imperial city gathered in front of the Qianjia Gate. The boxes of betrothal gifts were obviously for marriage.
At this time, even the heads of the Qian family were alarmed.
The head of the Qianjia family rarely shows up, usually only at important family banquets.
At this moment, the entire Qianjia family was in a stir, especially the young ladies of the Qianjia family who had reached the marriageable age. The three people outside were the husbands of their dreams.
"Shuihan is coming?" Qianxue was worried and happy at the same time. What if it failed? She hoped there would be no more trouble.
But things often backfire.
"Not only the master is here, but the Ninth Prince and General Shangguan are also here to propose marriage." The master of ceremonies frowned. He was puzzled. How could it be such a coincidence? Is the person proposing for marriage also Qianxue?
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"Qianxue, what's wrong?" He had a bad feeling.
"Go out and have a look." Qianxue looked solemn and hurried out.
The courtyard in front of the Qianjia Hall was filled with all the beautifully dressed Qianjia ladies. The direct descendants, concubines, direct descendants, and collateral descendants all came out one after another. Even those who were not looking for a good husband came out to watch the excitement and see a few people in Ningcheng.
figure.
"Hey, Tenth Sister, why are you out here? Haven't you been betrothed to Mr. Lin as a concubine?" A woman with a head full of pearls and gold hairpins and a grand dress said sarcastically, deliberately emphasizing the word "concubine".
Qianxue didn't even look at the woman, just ignored her and strode past her.
With an angry look on her face, the woman stretched out her ring-covered finger and pointed at Qianxue's distant back: "How dare you ignore me? How dare Qianxue, a concubine, ignore me!"
The master of ceremonies followed Qianxue, wanting to slap the woman, but he would not hit her.
The head of the Qianjia family is already waiting for three influential figures in the hall.
Yi Shuihan secretly said, Qianjia is worthy of being the richest man in Ningcheng. This Qianjia mansion is as gorgeous as a palace, but it is less solemn and majestic and royal, and more luxurious and noble.
The head of the Qianjia family is a healthy old man in his fifties, with a very kind and elegant appearance, but his eagle-like eyes faintly reveal viciousness and evil.
Thousands of families have been in business for generations. It is said that without business there is no evil. How can this person who has held the power of thousands of families for more than ten years be so simple?[
Yi Shuihan glanced at the Qianjia Patriarch. The Qianjia Patriarch was the second person who made her feel depressed when she came to this time and space. If the old emperor was a tiger, then this Patriarch was a scorpion, with an evil look all over his body, and his age and
His appearance was not proportional at all. He looked only forty years old, even younger than his brother.
"I've met the Ninth Prince, General Shangguan, and the Number One Scholar. I'm sorry to hear you come from afar." The voice of the head of the Qian family was as gentle as his appearance, but there was no emotion at all.