"Proposal of marriage...you don't have to find a matchmaker yourself? How can anyone do this for you?"
"Uh... it's... it's... it's... it's the old man put away his fan, nodded, and then began to ponder again...
"You're here... I'll go back..."
"Okay! Don't forget to scratch your beard! There are also clothes! Don't forget to change your clothes to order them!"
"You talk too much? You can make you smart everywhere!" The old man gave Yan Bing a blank look, then moved the lounge chair back to the house... When he came out again, he had already turned into a handsome boy!!
"How...? Can you still tell my husband's age?"
"...It's this outfit again... You won't just be this decent piece of clothing...?? And you have to change this tone. How can you call yourself a man? It's wrong when you hear it!"
"But I've been used to it for so many years... Then should I call myself..."
"You claim to be here! Or a little student! Or 'I', 'I', I', I'll do it!" Yan Bing inadvertently mentioned a few titles, but it evoked the old man's long-standing memories, and slowly looked up at the sky...
"I... this is good... Hahaha... the last time I called myself this king... it should be your age..."
Looking at the old man's deep and distant gaze, Yan Bing was instantly aroused of intense curiosity! He quickly asked with a smile: "Speaking of it, Master, you are not good at the prince, why should you learn martial arts?"
"Why do you learn martial arts... Haha... It's also a bit funny..." The old man slowly lowered his head and looked at Yan Bing...
"I was the thinnest among the princes at that time. I have been bullied by my brothers since I was a child. The last time... I remember that there was a time when Qiu Di, several princes insisted on organizing a wrestling competition. I... Haha... at the bottom... I haven't even fallen my younger brother... I was so angry at that time! But now... I have separated forever... This man has passed away..."
While speaking, a few tears flashed in the old man's eyes. Yan Bing felt a little heart-wrenching, and he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "Master, I always feel a little regretful in life, and this is inevitable..."
"Repent? I am not regretful at all? After all, I have achieved success in martial arts. I went down the mountain to beat them all! They were so beaten up so much that they cried and called for their mother! Their faces were full of peach blossoms! It's so satisfying!! I never left regrets for myself!! Hahahahaha..." The old man stroked his beard with a smug look, and then he remembered that his chin had been shaved. He had to cough lightly and put away his right hand with an awkward look...
Yan Bing's face was covered in black... speechless...
With such character... Master, you were blind back then!? He was chosen as the leader!?
"Okay, let's go out..."
"We?" Yan Bing was slightly stunned by the old man's words, and quickly pointed at himself and asked softly: "You propose marriage! You still want me to follow me?"
"Why? You don't follow me... who pays for me?? Ask a matchmaker... to buy a bride price... it all costs silver!! Didn't you agree at the beginning..."
"Okay, okay! I didn't say it!!" Yan Bing put his hand into his arms without waiting for the old man to finish speaking. He was about to pull out a few silver notes and hand it to the old man, but after a moment of thinking, he shrank his hand back...
Just the old man is so stingy... he will definitely be stingy when buying a bride price, so won’t the marriage be ruined!??
Forget it... I'll just stare at him...
Thinking of this, Yan Bing bowed directly, and made a "please" gesture at the gate of the courtyard, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please ask first, and the disciple will follow..."
The old man who had originally thought about how to "report the bill" saw Yan Bing and actually followed him, and instantly showed a look of disappointment... He even said "bang" softly...