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, she is beautiful and smart."
"My little girl is pretty, and she is proficient in playing 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 daughter has been extremely powerful since she was a child, and is proficient in horseback riding and archery. "
Everyone is trying their best to promote their daughter with every word they say.
Qin Jianan and Er Niang finally understood that they were here to propose marriage.
Unexpectedly, Feng'er is already 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 girl from the Liu family. I would like to express my gratitude to Feng'er for your kindness."
Upon hearing this, Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Etiquette, smiled and waved his hands and said, "I thought you were going to say something. Your master's talent is a perfect match for Liu Jianli. We all know it."
"Then you return it?"
"Hey, isn't it common for a real man to have three wives and four concubines? It's not the case for people like us.
The son is so good, it is normal to marry more than one. "
When Father Qin heard this, he was startled. Er Niang raised her eyebrows slightly and stretched out her hand to pinch him. Father Qin felt a pain in his waist and he immediately came back to his senses: "But with your status, the daughter of the apple of your eye can only marry into the Qin family as a mere child." 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, it is not an ugly thing to succumb to Liu Jianli.
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 her hand in marriage.
Father Qin and Er Niang looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
Just at this time, someone came to Qin Mansion to visit.
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 the general of Liu Shenhou!
"Why is he here?" Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Etiquette, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stood up hurriedly and said, "I've been bothering you for a long time today, so I'll take my leave first.
As for my little daughter, the Qin family leader 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 them bravely, and then left as if they were running away.
Lieying raised his eyebrows and didn't pay much attention. 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 was also here 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. I came here today because I want to ask your boy for the rest of the art of war. "
Fortunately, it was not a marriage proposal. 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? Teaching?" 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 miserable 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 Jianan 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 was really a vulgar martial artist!
Lieying realized it 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, Father Qin 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 it all.
But what Wu Minghou said next made Qin Jianan angry again.
"After all, looking at you like this, it doesn't look 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, "Do you have any wine?"
The atmosphere in the lobby was very awkward. Looking at Lieying who was drinking and eating meat not far away, he didn't 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 spoke briefly.
"Asking 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, and 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 inadvertently revealed, pressing towards Qin Jianan.
When Lieying saw this, he secretly thought, "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.
