The incident happened suddenly, and Yan Bing was in a hurry and unprepared...
He had to arrange the guards first and ask them to deliver wedding invitations to the houses of major wealthy businessmen to explain the fifth uncle's appointment as Ding Grandmaster. Then he ordered someone to book the entire Mingyue Tower, and anyone who wanted to congratulate them could attend the banquet. !Finally, he arranged for Lu Liang and Wen Sheng to greet the King of Chu and his entourage, while he rushed towards Yingxian Academy to supervise the firecrackers...
"You must use black powder! But you must not put yellow powder in! Otherwise, the happy event will turn into a funeral!!" Yan Bing briefly described the method of making firecrackers and walked out of the room, but he still felt a little uneasy. , I gave a few more instructions before leaving... Bayi Chinese website
Upon hearing this, Lao Fang quickly raised his hands and said yes, and said a bunch of congratulations. However, before he finished speaking these congratulations, Yan Bing had already disappeared...
I still need to write a letter to inform my grandfather. Now is a good time to form a martial arts alliance!
On the way back, I ran into Tongshun Camp again, wrote a letter, and gave it to Sun Wu at Xingtian Camp, and then hurried back to the Princess Mansion...
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man leaning back on the recliner and drinking tea leisurely. I instantly became angry...
I'm so busy running around and working so hard, but you're better off, living a better life than anyone else! And you're cheating your own apprentice out of money!? Don't you have a bad conscience?
Yan Bing was still complaining in his heart, but when the old man looked at him, he quickly put on a smiling face...
"Master! The disciples have made all the arrangements! This grand celebration banquet will definitely satisfy the master's wife!!"
"Well..." The old man nodded slightly, picked up the teapot in his hand, took a sip slowly, shook his fan, and said lazily: "Next time you scold me as a teacher in your heart, remember to hide the expression on your face. Hide it... so that you don't even know why you get beaten up..."
"Ah?? Where did Master start talking about this...?? Disciple can't understand it at all!??"
"It's okay if you don't understand! Anyway, I told you..." The old man put his hands on his hands as he spoke, stood up, waved his fan and walked up to Yan Bing... he squinted at her...
"After all... Is there anything else I can do for you, so that you don't have to scold me for being lazy..."
After the old man finished speaking, Yan Bing was stunned...
After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of anything suitable for the old man to do...
"Look... you have done all the work yourself, but you blame me... how can you be such an apprentice? Alas... I am... despised by others..."
"Hey! If you want to say that! That disciple really has something for you to do!"
"What!??" As soon as the old man heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He completely lost his senile look just now. He raised his fan and knocked on Yan Bing's head. While doing so, he cursed: "You You little bastard! I’m just going to be polite to you! You really dare to boss me around? How come you’re not tired of being me? You run around all day long! I’m always following you and protecting you. !You won’t say anything about this!?Ah??You little heartless person..."
"No! Master! You really have to handle this matter yourself! I can't do it for you even if I want to!!" Yan Bing protected his head with both hands while shouting...
The old man was also slightly stunned, and then he stopped banging on his hands, frowned and asked: "Why do you need me to do it personally?"
"Proposing a marriage...you are not allowed to find a matchmaker yourself? How can anyone else do this for you?"
"Uh... yes... also..." The old man put away his fan, nodded, and then began to ponder again...
"You wait here...I'll be back when I go..."
"Okay! Don't forget to shave your beard! And clothes! Don't forget to change your clothes too!"
"Are you talking too much? You have to look smart everywhere!" The old man rolled his eyes at Yan Bing, then moved the recliner back to the house... When he came out again, he had transformed into a handsome young man!!
"How...? Can you still tell my age?"
"...It's this outfit again...You won't just wear this decent dress, will you...?? You also need to change your tone. With this look, how can someone call himself me? Something doesn't sound right!"
"But I've gotten used to it over the years... So what should I call myself now...?"
"I call myself my subordinate! Or Xiaosheng! Or 'I', 'I', my king! It all works!" Yan Bing mentioned a few titles inadvertently like this, but it brought back the old man's long-lasting memories. He slowly raised his head and looked up.
Towards the sky...
"I... this king is so good... hehehe... the last time I called myself the king... I should have been around your age..."
Looking at the old man's deep and distant gaze, Yan Bing was instantly aroused with strong curiosity! He quickly asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, Master, if you don't do anything like a good prince, why do you want to learn martial arts?"
"Why learn martial arts... Haha... It's a bit funny to say it..." The old man slowly lowered his head and looked at Yan Bing...
"Back then, I was the weakest among the princes. I was bullied by my brothers since I was a child. The last time... I remember it was one autumn day, when some of the princes insisted on holding a wrestling competition.
I...hehe...we are at the bottom...even my younger brother has not fallen...I was so angry at that time!! But now...we are separated forever...this person has passed away..."
As he spoke, a few tears flashed faintly in the old man's eyes, which made Yan Bing's heart twitch. He quickly stepped forward to comfort him: "My condolences, Master. There will always be some regrets in life. This is inevitable..."
"Regret? I'm not sorry at all. After all, I became successful in learning martial arts. I even went down the mountain and beat them all up! The beating made them cry for father and mother! Their faces were full of peach blossoms! It relieved their anger!!
I never leave any regrets to myself!! Hahahahaha..." The old man stroked his beard proudly, then remembered that his chin had been shaved clean, so he coughed lightly and put away his right hand with an embarrassed look.
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Li Bing's face was filled with black lines... speechless...
With such a character...Master, were you blind back then!? That's why you chose him as the leader!?
"Okay, without further ado, let's go out..."
"We??" Yan Bing was slightly stunned by the old man's words. He quickly pointed to himself and asked softly: "You propose marriage! Do you want me to follow??"
"What? If you don't follow me... who will pay for me? Ask a matchmaker... to buy gifts... this all requires silver! Didn't you agree to it in the first place..."
"Okay, okay! Pretend I didn't say it!!" Yan Bing didn't even wait for the old man to finish speaking, he put his hand into his arms, and was about to pull out a few banknotes and hand them to the old man, but after thinking about it, he retracted his hand.
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As for the old man’s stingy behavior... he would definitely be stingy when buying betrothal gifts, so wouldn’t this marriage have to be dirty!??
Forget it... I'll just keep an eye on him...
Thinking of this, Yan Bing immediately cupped his hands, made a "please" gesture towards the courtyard door, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please go first, and the disciple will follow closely..."
But the old man who had originally thought about how to "pay the bill" saw that Yan Bing actually followed him, and instantly showed a disappointed look on his face... and even made a soft "poof" in his mouth...
