Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"Your Highness, word has spread outside! Not only is General Xiao Zhongzhong innocent, but he has also been named the Marquis of Zhenyuan!"

Ergou came in from outside and immediately reported the news to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked panicked on the outside, but actually he was not at all calm inside.

I spent the whole morning walking around the yard, not even taking a bite of the crystal shrimp dumplings delivered by the kitchen.

When I heard the good news, I was relieved.

If Xiao Zhong is fine, it means that the Xiao family is fine, and Xiao Lingxi will be fine too.

And on the way to seize the throne in the future, there will be one more thigh to hold on to.

"Er Gou, tell the chef to cook some more vegetables at noon. I want two drinks at noon."

Ning Fan said excitedly.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid that's not necessary. Butler Wang is already outside the door, saying he is here to invite you to visit the Xiao family."

Ergou pointed at the door, and Ning Fan saw Butler Wang coming in with a red invitation.

The Xiao family is so sensible...

Ning Fan was happy in his heart, but pretended to be calm on his face.

After thinking about it, I went to meet my future father-in-law for the first time, what gift should I bring?

"Your Highness, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, the Grand Sima Xiao Zhong, please come to the house to have a brief introduction."

Butler Wang was very official and presented the invitation with both hands.

Ning Fan opened the invitation and found that the calligraphy on it was murderous with iron paintings and silver hooks. He was worthy of a general who had fought hundreds of battles, and his words were just like his character.

"Steward Wang, please go back and report to Marquis Zhenyuan that your Highness will come as soon as you are ready."

Ning Fan said excitedly.

"Er Gou, go and make a jar of my highly purified liquor! General Xiao loves to drink and prefers spirits. I just want him to drink this wine and not forget it."

Ning Fan ordered.

A jar of wine is not enough as a gift. After all, Xiao Chong's title of Marquis is a big deal.

Ning Fan suddenly thought of the weapons that the blacksmith of the other courtyard had made before, and hurried to the other courtyard.

These are a batch of weapons created using the unique smelting and forging techniques created by Ning Fan. They are so well-made that they cost almost nothing. In addition, in his spare time, the blacksmith even created a piece of Mingguang Armor specifically for Ning Fan.

Although Ning Fan didn't know Xiao Chong's height and shape, it was not too outrageous.

What's more, the armor itself is adjustable, so it's just right to give it to Xiao Chong.

"Your Highness, do you want to give this armor as a gift?"

When they heard that Ning Fan wanted to give away his armor, several blacksmiths were reluctant to part with it.

These weapons and armors are all carefully crafted with less cost than the raw materials and no time for manual work. Not only do their protective capabilities reach the limit, their value is also inestimable.

Ning Fan uses it for himself, so these blacksmiths naturally have nothing to say.

But it’s always a bit reluctant to give it away...

"I can't bear to let my children trap the wolf. Although you have poured your efforts into these things, I promise you that I will buy you more good materials so that you can make better ones!"

Ning Fan laughed.

These weapons are enough to be called the pinnacle of cold weapons!

There is also armor, which can also be called a work of art.

If it were anyone else, Ning Fan might not be willing to give it away.

But this time it was different. Xiao Chong was Ning Fan's future father-in-law, so he couldn't be careless when he came to visit him for the first time.

"This Mo Dao and this piece of armor are all wrapped up!"

In the end, Ning Fan chose Mingguang Armor and Modao.

The heavy gifts surprised the servants of the Xiao family who came to greet them.

Even Xiao Zhong was shocked when he saw Ning Fan taking out the unique Mo Dao.

A pair of eyes seemed to be attracted by magnets and could no longer be moved away.

"Your Highness, what kind of weapon is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Xiao Zhong looked surprised.

"General, you will know the power of this weapon as soon as you use it! It is so sharp that even if the enemy is wearing heavy armor, it can kill him with one blow! Use it to cut down a horse and cut it in two!"

Ning Fan said without exaggeration.

When Ning Fan opened the treasure chest, the light from the Mingguang Armor made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Seeing this unique piece of armor, Xiao Zhong almost went crazy.

It's like a child who gets a toy and forgets everything but wants to try it out on the spot.

……

Xiao Chong was extremely excited, and the eyes he looked at Ning Fan were full of love.

To Ning Fan, that look was simply the way a father-in-law looked at his son-in-law.

"Your Highness is indeed very smart and knows that I like these things."

Xiao Chong was overjoyed.

Ning Fan also laughed and said: "Giving gifts naturally requires the owner to like them."

"I've heard a lot about His Highness in the past few months! Instant noodles, cement... these are all shocking things, and they are of great use to the front line."

Xiao Chong looked at Ning Fan and realized that the rumors were not true at all.

No matter how you look at this ridiculous sixth prince in the legend, he is a handsome, handsome, and impressive person.

The little grudge against Ning Fan that he had before was completely gone after Ning Fan gave him armor and weapons.

"The Marquis of Zhenyuan is so impressed! The frontline soldiers are throwing their heads and blood at the border. I do a little thing, but it's not worth mentioning at all."

Ning Fan acted very modestly.

Soon, sumptuous food and wine were served on the table, and Ning Fan also signaled Ergou to bring up the wine.

Seeing that Ning Fan also brought wine, Xiao Zhong became even more satisfied with Ning Fan.

"I know that Marquis Zhenyuan likes strong liquor, so I specially prepared a jar!"

Ning Fan had a reserved look on his face.

Xiao Chong is a military commander, and he does things in a rough and rough manner.

Wrapping up the wine jar and opening the lid, a scent of wine suddenly spurted out.

goodong...

Smelling the strong aroma of wine, Xiao Zhong took a gulp of saliva.

"What a strong wine!"

After taking a sip of wine, Xiao Chong's expression changed.

Surprised, delighted, even a little unbelievable.

"Your Highness, this wine is refreshing and mellow, and it has won my heart!"

Xiao Zhong looked at Ning Fan expectantly.

"To be honest, Marquis Zhenyuan, this wine was made by His Highness himself. If you drink it smoothly, feel free to ask me for it in the future."

Ning Fan chuckled.

This is what he wants, step by step, to build a good relationship with Zhenyuan Hou.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Xiao Chong is not a hypocritical person.

Although he is a martial artist, he is not stupid.

Xiao Chong was able to guess Ning Fan's thoughts.

"Your Highness, I won't beat around the bush! I invite Your Highness to come here today. The first thing is to thank Your Highness for saving my life! The second thing is to discuss the marriage between you and my daughter."

Xiao Chong drank a bowl of wine and ate a few bites of meat, then put down his chopsticks.

Ning Fan also planned to take advantage of Xiao Zhong's drunkenness to try his luck later. Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhong came straight to talk about marriage...

"Sister Lingxi...what do you mean?"

Although Ning Fan was ecstatic in his heart, his face was very cautious.

"Although I didn't ask, my daughter probably agrees! But what I want to say is that if the daughter of my Xiao family wants to marry, she must marry a prince!"

"Although His Highness is a prince, he currently has no position or title. In my opinion, this marriage cannot be called a match made in heaven for the time being!"

Xiao Zhong put down the wine bowl and said bluntly.

Ning Fan was in ecstasy when Xiao Zhong suddenly poured cold water on him.