This proves that Master really loves himself, but his actions are really outrageous.
In order to become his son-in-law, he sent his daughter to become a nun, and then made her the adopted daughter of Wu Zhizhong, just because he once made fun of Wu Zhizhong, an 80-year-old veteran in the palace...
After entering the house and listening to his parents' story, Gao Zhang, who understood the cause and effect, greeted his parents and left quickly.
Naturally, I have to go see Miss Fang Baihua first. After all, if something like this happens, as a pure man, I have to take responsibility.
Seeing her son walking away quickly, Huang couldn't help but look at her husband with some worry.
"Don't worry, what kind of brain does Dalang have? He will find a way to handle it."
"Let's wait for him to come back first before discussing his marriage in detail. After all, we are already sixteen years old and it's time to get married."
These words made Mr. Huang deeply convinced. Who he marries and how many he marries is his son's business. Zhang'er has been smart since he was a child and has his own opinion on things. He will definitely handle it properly.
They are still responsible for doing the logistical work and trying to make the wedding a beautiful affair so that no one can make mistakes.
Gao Zhang hurried out of the mansion and rushed directly to Fang Mansion diagonally opposite.
At this moment, in the Fang Mansion, Miss Fang Baihua caressed the very tall and elegant Dawan horse with a joyful expression on her face, and led it to walk in the backyard to cultivate affection.
The two young men on the side, Fang Hao and Zhao Zhongtong, had envious expressions on their faces.
Such a good horse from Dawan is extremely rare even in Bianliang, Tokyo. Even among the imperial horses of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, there are probably only a few of them.
"This horse is so beautiful. It would be great if my uncle also gave me one..."
Fang Hao couldn't help but murmured in a low voice. Before he finished speaking, he heard his uncle's voice coming from beside him.
"Okay, when you get a wife, I will give you one."
Fang Hao turned around and saw his uncle Gao Zhang, who was a few years older than him, looking at his aunt with a smile.
"Uncle?!"
"I want my uncle to keep his word and disappear as soon as possible. Don't interfere with my uncle's in-depth communication with your aunt."
Gao Zhang said these words without looking back, and walked straight towards Miss Fang Baihua, who was holding the horse and standing there blankly, looking at him with surprise on her face.
"Uncle, don't worry. My nephew will hold the door for you. Not even a fly can fly in. Zhongtong, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you get out quickly."
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Fang Baihua looked with surprise on her face as the young man she had been thinking about so much, actually appeared in front of her.
Seeing him striding towards her, he even forgot to correct the words he just said that were obviously a bit inappropriate.
He just stared at the other person blankly, watching him stand in front of him with a smile on his face, and then stretched out his hand in a thick-skinned manner.
"Little sister, my husband is already sixteen years old. Why don't we find a secluded place to talk about our life events..."
Looking at the young man who was leaning forward with saliva on his face, he was in a complicated mood just now, but was instantly disturbed by him and felt a mixture of shame and joy.
"You just returned to Beijing, and now you have many things to do..."
"That's right, so why don't I come over quickly and decide on our marriage first, so as to avoid long nights and dreams."
Gao Zhang held the little sister's slender hand with one hand in a manly manner, and quickly wrapped his arms around the little sister's slim waist like a leopard.
Then I really want to be a domineering CEO, Fang Ze. Then...then the young lady bit her sexy beady lips and stood on tiptoes.
Gao Zhang, a veteran driver who still had a disadvantage in terms of height, suddenly felt extremely evil and could only bury his head...
"...Xiao Langjun, we haven't gotten married yet."
I secretly cursed my little enemy, but my hands took the initiative to hug this beloved person who I thought about so much and worried about.
With Gao Zhang's actual actions, Miss Fang Baihua's chaotic and complicated thoughts these days finally died down.
I just want to hug my little husband like this until the end of the world.
Gao Zhang felt over and over again in his heart that his child would be blessed in the future and would not be hungry, but would only be supported.
Holding Fang Baihua's hand, the two of them just leaned in front of the porch and watched the great Dawan horse roaming freely in the courtyard.
The sun gradually slanted towards the west and shone on the horse, making the horse's hair seem to be dyed with light gold.
The two of them were holding hands and fingers together, leaning against each other quietly, neither willing to speak and ruin the warm and charming atmosphere in front of them.
Gao Zhang, who is already sixteen years old, has been holding back a lot of flirty words and tricks.
But at this moment, he wisely remained silent and gently stroked the young lady's soft black hair with his big hands.
I traveled to this era, where I had parents before, then a master, and friends, and then a younger brother.
Now that I have a wife, it won’t be long before children may be born in this era.
He has changed the Song Dynasty a lot, but it is not enough. Xixia is still dragging down the Song Dynasty's energy.
Nuzhi tribes have begun to show their ferocious fangs, and the nomadic tribes who still don’t know what they are called.
I don’t know when it will rise up and paint this chaotic and difficult world with a touch of bloody tragedy.
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Fang Baihua, who was on the side, looked at the Ai Lang who she had watched grow up with longing eyes.
From such a tiny little man, he has now become a majestic, handsome and elegant young man.
I also saw that his face, which was originally full of warmth, gradually became solemn, and even his eyes that could make people tremble were only sharp and cold.
"Xiao Langjun..."
Gao Zhang, who was busy worrying about the country and the people, suddenly heard the sweet and intoxicating voice of the young lady in his ears. He couldn't help but feel dizzy and became angry.
"From today on, you are not allowed to use small characters. Otherwise, I will use my family's methods to let you know what a great man is."
Fang Baihua blushed and spat at the man who was habitually full of inappropriate adjectives and metaphors, but she thought about what she would do if this little pervert came.
But this is a very good point. You should remember it and look back at how Xiao Langjun uses his methods...
Shaking his head and throwing away those improper thoughts, Fang Baihua grabbed the other party's increasingly dishonest hand and spoke softly.
"...Lang Jun, let's talk about serious matters, shall we? Lang Jun, what were you thinking about just now? Why is your expression so solemn?"
"I'm just thinking that no matter what, we will never let our children live in the chaos of war."
"Husband..." Fang Baihua looked intently at the young man who stood up in the gentle evening breeze and looked so heroic, and couldn't help but be fascinated...
(End of chapter)
