Chapter 353 Congratulations to Great Qin! Congratulations to the Eighth Young Master!

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Xianyang City.

Eighth Young Master's Mansion!

There are still three days until the wedding day.

The royal family and the imperial court have united, and preparations have been made for the Eighth Young Master's Mansion, as well as the Bai Mansion, Lu Mansion, and Yin Yang Family.

Various things needed to get married, as well as dowry documents, etc.

Just wait until the time comes.

Ying Ziye, Bai Ying, Lu Pheasant, Lu Su, and Shao Siming can get married without having to worry about anything.

"The Eighth Young Master will get married in three days!"

On the streets of Xianyang Chengdong District, a young man with a wooden sword on his waist heard the government propaganda.

Suddenly curious, he stopped and listened.

Ying Ziye invented the method of purifying salt, papermaking, and the bending plow. He also cracked down on corrupt officials, destroyed the Nanguo Kingdom, and killed the King of Nanyue.

It can be said that he is both civil and military, and now he has become the object of worship and admiration of all men and women in the entire Great Qin.

Countless people admire him, and he is what the people want!

At this moment, it caused an enthusiastic response from the people.

"The royal family is about to welcome a new member of the family. It seems that His Majesty the First Emperor will have a grandson soon."

"The Eighth Young Master is a good man who works for the empire and the people of Li!"

"We should do something for Hachi Gongzi and celebrate Hachi Gongzi!"

"That's right, let's hang red lanterns at the door of our house to add some joy to the Eighth Young Master!"

"Congratulations to the Great Qin, congratulations to His Majesty, and congratulations to the Eighth Young Master!"

The young man discussed excitedly with a group of people, and after cheering, he ran home with a smile on his face and shouted to his parents: "Dad, mother, the eldest brother is serving in the army, and he got the eighth son a few days ago. Reward, I’m afraid I’ll be promoted to a noble rank soon!”

"I heard from the government that the Eighth Young Master will be very happy in three days. We must do something for the Eighth Young Master!"

My father couldn't help but smile and said, "Whatever the Eighth Young Master needs for his marriage has been prepared by the royal family and the court. If he doesn't need anything, we can't even prepare gifts to send him."

The young man frowned when he heard this and asked, "Then what if I go to the Eighth Young Master's Mansion to help?"

The mother shook her head, pointed her finger at the young man's forehead, and said with a smile: "There are servants and even people in the palace doing the work, so why would they want you?"

"well……"

The young man sighed helplessly and said, "Then how about we hang a red lantern in front of the courtyard gate to add some joy to the Eighth Young Master?"

"This is acceptable!"

Hearing this, the parents nodded, took out a lot of money and handed it to the young man.

"Then I'll get ready!"

The young man took the money and ran out happily.

I immediately found a shop and bought red lanterns, red candles, red satin, etc.

And there are many teenagers, girls, and even adults and old people like him.

All of a sudden.

Throughout Xianyang City, red lanterns, red candles, red cloth, etc. were sold out and sold out.

At dawn, people and even shops and restaurants spontaneously put up lanterns and streamers, and at the same time, drinks and meals were greatly discounted.

The streets and alleys were busy discussing Ying Ziye's marriage.

The Eighth Young Master's Mansion was also filled with joy and bustle.

"Sister, we will marry the young master in three days. Why are you dressed so nicely now?"

Lu Pheasant looked at Lu Su who was dressing up in the mirror and adjusting her clothes and said with a smile.

"Where is it?"

Lu Suning's fair and fair face suddenly turned red.

At the moment, she is wearing a pink half-sleeved one-piece chest-length undershirt with a sweet bow-tie hairstyle, which is particularly cute.

"quibble!"

Lu Pheasant stepped forward, her skirt swaying.

Wearing a coquettish yet dignified red dress with a waistband, she is hot yet cold.

The two sisters were arguing, and Lu Pheasant pinched Lu Su's soft face with both hands.

However, Ying Ziye appeared behind the two of them at some unknown time, hugged them both, and said with a smile, "Why, Zhi'er, you're bullying Su Su again!"

"Master!"

Lu Pheasant and Lu Su couldn't help but let out a sweet cry when they saw Ying Ziye being hugged into his arms.

Lu Zhi, who was called out by Ying Ziye, smiled sheepishly: "I didn't bully my little sister!"

"snort!"

Lu Su, with a solemn face, hugged Ying Ziye and snuggled into his arms, as if she had found someone to support her. She complained: "Master, my sister is bullying me. Please help me teach my sister a lesson!"

"Little sister, you've learned too much."

Lu Pheasant narrowed his eyes and stared at Lu Su.

Watching this scene, Ying Ziye couldn't help being amused and tickled her armpits.

"Hahahaha, sir, what are you doing, don't, don't..."

Lu Pheasant's flower branches trembled wildly, and he couldn't help laughing, and struggled to push Ying Ziye with his delicate hands.

"Don't bully Susu again!"

Ying Ziye pretended to look solemn and said, "Otherwise, Su Su, just scratch her."

Lu Su had a look of pity on her face, unable to see her sister being bullied, and responded: "Okay!"

"Master!"

Lu Pheasant recovered, glanced at Ying Ziye, and asked, "Do you think Su Su is cuter today?"

Lu Su's pretty face turned red and she glared at her.

"Indeed, he is cuter and easier to bully!"

Ying Ziye looked at it carefully, tugged on Lu Su's bow-tie hairstyle, and pinched her soft little face, which immediately made the girl's face bulge with anger.

"Son..."

Lu Surou's cheek was pinched, her little mouth pursed, but she didn't resist. She just stared at him with clear eyes and asked, "Don't your conscience hurt?"

Ying Ziye smiled and said in a deep voice, "No!"

Say it.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl.

"Sir, this is..."

A cold voice sounded.

Shao Siming's purple-striped, star-moon and silver skirt was flying, looking at this scene with his eyes, he said: "Sir, please continue!"

"Ahem!"

Ying Ziye let go of Lu Su's face and raised his head, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Young Master, what's the matter with you?"

Ying Ziye changed the subject and asked.

"Lord Donghuang has made progress regarding the Phantom Sound Treasure Box and the secret of Canglong Qisu!"

Shao Siming said in a cold voice: "Jing Tianming is Spica, one of the seven Canglong constellations. We only need to find the other six constellations to completely unlock the secrets of the Canglong seven constellations."

"I see!"

When Ying Ziye heard this, he nodded slightly.

He took Lu Pheasant, Lu Su and Shao Siming out of the room.

You can see that throughout the mansion, there are red lanterns hanging in front of the doors, in the hallways and in the corridors, tied with red silk ribbons.

There are countless potted flowers and plants placed on the roadside, exuding fragrance.

With smiles on their faces, Jian Jiu, Hou Qing, Ying Gou and others welcomed the ministers and officials in the mansion who came to visit and give gifts.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, give the Eighth Young Master a pair of mandarin duck jade pendants, a unicorn jade paperweight, and ten East China Sea black beads!"

Several servants were counting the gifts, and the accountant was recording them.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Censor, please give the Eighth Young Master ten prescriptions of foggy pine medicine and ink, ten boxes of silver spirit lotus root sealing mud, and ten pieces of gold, jade, and silkworms!"

"Lord Weiwei, give the Eighth Young Master two purple phoenix and green luan jade bone swords and five blood soul nourishing jade..."

Li Si and other high-ranking court officials sent gifts other than money.

Rather, they are some elegant and precious things, or treasures from heaven and earth.

It's just that Mo Mengtian, who is also a part-time general, and Wang Jian are still in South Vietnam.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, but he didn't know that Ying Ziye was about to get married, so he didn't come to give gifts.

But Wang Li arrived.