The sun was high, and the Chen family stood outside the city gate, lined up on both sides.
Chen Jianghai was very nervous, pacing back and forth nervously.
"I asked Mr. Chen, can you calm down for a while? People haven't arrived yet. How can you meet your in-laws like this?" He Qingxian was upset by him. It was just a meeting with his in-laws, so that's all.
Chen Jianghai smiled awkwardly, his smile extremely ugly.
"Oh, you have never married a daughter. You don't know that I am very upset right now."
Zhang Qingyuan and Li Qiuran were sitting in the tea shed in front of the city gate, not looking.
In ancient times, the uncle was a distinguished guest at the door.
Because ancient times are different from modern times, there is no such thing as women's rights. The men have always been in charge, and very few women are in charge. This is also because women are more powerful than men.
As for the Chen family and the Wang family, there is no comparison in terms of status or family industry.
As for two such mismatched families being able to get married, there is definitely something going on, but I haven't guessed yet what kind of shocking power there is between them.
Wang Zhuyang was once a prodigal son of the world, and Xiao Xingyue was one of the four great beauties. How earth-shattering must their children have to be to win the title of the No. 1 Young Master in the world?
Zhang Qingyuan drank tea and thought secretly in his heart.
He should not be as good-looking as the second senior brother. The first young master is not only compared with his appearance, but also with family background and other factors.
Only when social status, appearance and other factors are up to standard can he be called the number one son.
Otherwise, the divine son of the Hehuan Sect is said to be very handsome, but he is so unknown in the world that you can't even think of him without thinking carefully.
Hehuan sect,
Son of God?
Isn't it just a walking teddy?
"Qiu Ran, do you think Ling'er will be happy if she marries you?"
Putting down the tea bowl, Zhang Qingyuan leaned into Li Qiuran's ear and whispered a question.
Li Qiuran's thin lips parted slightly, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Oh, it's difficult."
What is the purpose of marrying a young girl from a wealthy family?
Chen Ling'er is eccentric, spoiled by his father, and has no gentle temperament that a lady should have.
And families like the Wang family are very particular about rules. Girls must meet the rigid standards of being able to go to the hall and get to the kitchen.
He Qingxian stood beside Chen Jianghai, and behind him was Chen Ling'er, who was so nervous that her expression could not be controlled.
Wearing a light blue robe, her delicate face forced a smile.
Zhang Qingyuan looked at her and whispered to Li Qiuran: "With this character and this city, how can I compete with my mother-in-law for status in the future?
I have heard about Xiao Xingyue's methods for a long time. After marrying like this, she would not want to take control of the family before her mother-in-law died. If she wanted to go beyond her, she would probably be played to death by her mother-in-law. "
Since ancient times, the opposition between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is like the difference between good and evil.
And this kind of relationship also includes sister-in-law and sister-in-law, both of whom are the initiators of family disputes.
Fortunately, Wang Xiyuan is the only one in the Wang family. If she had another sister, I can't imagine how small her future living space would be.
Hearing this, Li Qiuran frowned slightly and glanced at him sideways.
Zhang Qingyuan grabbed Li Qiuran's soft hair and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about me. In this life, I will only be a master, not even a master wife."
"Huh." The girl rolled her eyes at him and tried to pull her hand back. After trying several times without success, she simply let him do whatever he wanted.
It was okay for Zhang Qingyuan to hold hands in private, but in front of outsiders, Li Qiuran still felt a little embarrassed by such behavior.
"Why?"
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Qingyuan suddenly thought of something and said, "You don't have to worry about having a mother-in-law above you, but we will have to have children in the future. If it is a son and he marries a daughter-in-law, you will still inevitably have family disputes and fights between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."
Li Qiuran was startled. She had never considered this issue before. Now that he reminded her like this, she seemed to be caught off guard.
"Furthermore, you haven't been a righteous daughter-in-law yet, so I'm going to directly let you participate in the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law war as a vicious old woman. You are inexperienced, so don't suffer any disadvantages when the time comes."
Li Qiuran narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something in his mind.
Seeing this, Zhang Qingyuan began to pray for his future son.
I can't understand the hardship of being caught between my wife and my mother. Therefore, future son, you should bear this sin together for your father.
After waiting for a while, a horse team appeared on the distant horizon.
The team was very large, and the leader was Wang Zhuyang, who was dressed in white, as white as snow, and looked very energetic.
On the horse next to him is a beautiful lady in the same white dress. She is so far away, and her noble and elegant temperament can hit her face.
Behind them is a rich man.
The young master is young, only about eighteen or nineteen years old. He has an outstanding temperament. He wears a white shirt, a jade pendant on his waist, and a white hairband on his head that flutters in the wind.
"Hiss, just in terms of appearance, even I feel a little bit threatened."
"Just a trace? Li Qiuran pulled away her hand.
"Yes, just a hint."
Zhang Qingyuan was sure that that boy was definitely not as handsome as him.
Behind them, there were fifteen riders, seven men and eight women.
Each one is wearing white clothes and holding a sword.
"The ostentation is quite grand." Zhang Qingyuan murmured.
Li Qiuran explained to him: "Those male disciples are the seven Immortal Lords of the Immortal Mansion, and the eight female disciples are the Eight Fairies of Yaochi. They are all direct disciples of Wang Zhuyang and Xiao Xingyue.
Six of the seven Immortal Lords have reached the Grandmaster level, and the seven of them together can also use the Seven-Star Beidou Sword Formation, which is infinitely powerful.
The eight fairies are also first-class in the world. The last one, I have seen her take action, and her unparalleled swordsmanship is not weak. "
Why do you want to bring so many direct disciples when you are planning to get married?
Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Is it just a matter of ostentation?
Originally, his family background was good, but such a grand event put more pressure on Lao Chen.
You know, Chen Jianghai doesn’t even have an apprentice!
When the cavalry got closer, Chen Jianghai and everyone hurriedly stepped forward to greet them. The old couple were all smiling and looking extremely humble.
When he was still far away, he cupped his fists and raised his hands. Chen Ling'er lowered her head shyly and looked at the noble young master with her peripheral vision.
"The in-laws, father-in-law, and mother-in-law are here. This really makes me, the Chen family, proud!"
Everyone in Wang Zhuyang also got off their horses and came forward to say hello: "Thank you, Master Chen, Mrs. Chen is here to greet you."
"Please forgive me for missing the welcome."
Zhang Qingyuan also stood up at this moment, and those holding banners and gongs and drums behind him also started to move.
Many passers-by stood aside and didn't know what was going on. They stopped and looked around.
"Why are you from the Immortal Mansion here?"
"I don't know. The immortal came here with Sword Master Xiao. What big thing happened here? What did I miss?"
"I don't know either. I thought I was the only one with no information. It seems that you are all the same."
"Hey, look at the banner, it seems that the daughter of the Songjiang Chen family is going to marry into the Immortal Mansion."
"Who is this Chen family? Why has there been no news before?"
Everyone was whispering, and at the city gate, three people who were about to leave the city stopped at this moment.
They were the rich man and two elderly servants who had just calmed down in the teahouse.
"Uncle Huan, is Wang Xiyuan going to take a wife?" The young master also looked confused.
The fat old man on the left shook his head: "I haven't heard of such a thing before."
The young master frowned and looked at Wang Xiyuan who was whispering to Chen Linger affectionately.
"What about Wan'er?"
The fat old man shook his head.
The young master became even more angry and said: "No, I gave Wan'er away. He didn't cherish her, and now he is engaged to another girl. Does he still want to show his respect? Is he worthy of Wan'er?
Damn it, what the hell..."
The young master was so angry that he had liked two women in his life.
One is the goddess in my heart, the eternal Bai Yueguang Murong Qian, and the other is my childhood sweetheart, Lin's sister Xu Muwan.
I won’t mention it anymore, even if there wasn’t that stinky Taoist priest, it wouldn’t be her turn.
But what should Wan'er do?
Just as he was about to step forward to argue, he was stopped by two old men.
The thin old man said hurriedly: "Master, please don't cause trouble. After all, this is other people's business and has nothing to do with you."
"That's not okay. He has eaten up my daughter completely. I can't bear to touch the girl. Why should he abandon her? His father is an immortal, and my father is no worse than his father. Why?
For the sake of brotherhood, I gave him the girl I liked, and he treated me like this? "
The two old servants sighed and held his arms tightly.
Are you letting me?
You haven't snatched it yet...
Although the young master was angry, the martial arts of the two old servants were unfathomable, and they took him away before he could cause any trouble.
Here, everyone exchanged pleasantries, and the spectators dispersed one after another.
There are large melons every year, but this year there are especially many.
The young master of the Immortal Mansion is getting married, and this news is no weaker than the gossip about Murong Qian's cheating.
Chen Ling'er stepped forward to take Wang Xiyuan's hand. Wang Xiyuan took a step back and whispered: "Ling'er, you must pay attention to the impact. There are so many people, I..."
Chen Ling'er's heart was pounding, and she said coquettishly: "Okay, I know you are shy."
Zhang Qingyuan pulled Li Qiuran and looked at his second senior brother.
The three of them nodded at the same time, it was over, this girl was indeed going to be deceived!
Li Qiuran had never seen such rhetoric before, but she could understand it.
Zhang Qingyuan had seen such rhetoric on Douyin in his previous life.
He Qingxian was very familiar with this because he often used such rhetoric when he was talking about those female pilgrims.
This method is commonly known as green tea trick and licking the dog, it can be seen but not touched!
Chen Jianghai led Wang Zhuyang and his wife to Zhang Qingyuan and said with a smile: "Come, come, let me introduce to the in-laws. These two are Zhang Qingyuan, the Zhenwu Taoist who has recently become famous in the world. This is his future wife. The Zhuqing Fairy Li Qiuran has been famous for many years.
This is Qingyuan’s second senior brother. "
"I have admired you for a long time."
"Disrespect, disrespect."
Zhang Qingyuan and Li Qiuran cupped their fists and held their hands, and the other side did the same, not showing too much deliberateness.
The Wang family and his wife have been famous for many years, so it is impossible for them to behave too solemnly towards a junior.
And Zhang Qingyuan has never interacted with them, not to mention that he has seen that they have a conspiracy, so he will not rush to do anything.
Just click till then.
Only He Qingxian stood there awkwardly.
There is a Zhenwu Dao Lord and a Zhuqing Fairy.
Is it enough for him to just say "Senior Brother" to me?
No, why?
Suffering the cold shoulder, the second senior brother turned his head in disappointment and could only use this to cover up his embarrassment.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a rich young man struggling to come out at the city gate, but two old servants were blocking him.
Strangely: "Hey, aren't they from the same family?"
