Tide order

To say that the world is in trouble, livelihood is not easy, and doing anything is not easy, especially marrying a daughter-in-law, let alone marrying a beautiful daughter-in-law.

This is what Yan Qingyi came up with after watching the excitement for a long time, and instantly felt that his ideological consciousness had improved a bit.

But this kind of triumphant sense of pride didn't last long before it was interrupted by the sound of fanning next to him.

"No, you are a good young man, you don't talk about grabbing guns with others, what are you doing around me every day?" Yan Qingyi turned his head and pushed Song Liting impatiently, full of disgust.

"Why don't you snatch the kiss?"

"You brat, if you ask me, you should still ask me. Do you think I look like someone who can get married? Not to mention wasting the good time, why not jump into the fire pit by yourself when you get married early."

"It's reasonable, the slave family thinks so too." Song Liting nodded.

"Pull it down. Don't think I don't remember. When I went to Guiyun Valley, there was another seat next to your seat. You can't sit on two seats, right? Who is it for? The future little lady?"

Song Liting's expression changed, and then he said nonchalantly, "If you're willing to sit, it's for you."

"Don't dare, I'm not going to die if I snatch the position of Mrs. Gu in the future."

In stark contrast to the two chattering like old men at the entrance of the village, the new generation of young people in the rivers and lakes are fighting endlessly to recruit relatives.

It can be said that if you have a daughter, you don't have to worry about marrying, and a hundred families ask for a good daughter.

Murong Xin is a good girl among good girls, with a beautiful appearance and a prominent family, but the key is that she is a woman capable of writing and martial arts, who can kill the other party in minutes with a flick of her red sleeves.It is conceivable how harsh the Murong family's selection rules were for recruiting her relatives.

The recruitment of relatives is divided into three parts. The first part is text, and some mountain and field villagers who have nothing to do with force will naturally be rejected. The second part is martial arts. Those present will have to fight each other, and finally five future flowers will be selected. Enter the final round; the last round is the face, that is, Murong Xin chooses the candidate by herself, and whoever takes her fancy will be the one.

"It's really not easy. If you don't know, you might think you're picking a son-in-law for the princess." Yan Qingyi sarcastically said beside him.

"Actually, the key point is still the last part. If you don't have face, everything is useless." Song Liting also continued his words.

"Fortunately, I didn't participate, otherwise Murong Xin would cry and want to marry me as soon as she saw me, and she wouldn't have to participate in the first two rounds. This would make the other contestants feel unbalanced."

"...dream?" Song Liting gave him a slanted look.

"You don't understand, this is to have a correct positioning of self-worth. Hey, what about my brother, I haven't seen him much since he came in, and he's recruiting relatives?" Yan Qingyi finally remembered that there is such a person as Chu Weihui.

"He said to walk around to see if he could hear any news related to Chao Sheng Ling, and just let us wait for him here."

"Look at my elder brother, who is devoted to his work, and look at a certain dear friend, I have never seen Yangchun Sanyue fan."

Before Song Liting could speak, a teacup was thrown over him suddenly.

"You two, if you don't do anything now, do you want to reap the benefits of the fisherman?" A big man with round eyes rushed over.

"We won't participate..." Yan Qingyi hadn't finished speaking.

"Why don't you come here? Stop talking nonsense." Then he rushed forward, ready to compete.

"Master Chu, quickly ask Murong Xin to come out to see your appearance, and see if you can avoid this martial arts fight." Song Liting spoke without pain in his back.

"..." Yan Qingyi suddenly understood what it meant to be a man sitting at home while his daughter-in-law came from heaven.

After the messy scene was over, both Yan Qingyi and Song Liting entered the next level inexplicably, just like those who came out of the middle and walked through the back door, and they were about to meet Murong Xin.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, what if you get selected?" Those who didn't know thought Yan Qingyi was in a hurry.

"Where did you get your confidence?"

"You're blind, look at the remaining three people besides you, one with a scar face, one with a middle-aged man, and one, eh? Han Xicheng?" Yan Qingyi discovered that Han Xicheng had also reached the final level.

"Brother Chu? Didn't you say you won't participate?"

"Don't talk about it, the child has no mother, it's a long story. But if you invite relatives, what about Qiushui?"

"I've already given up my mind. My father just asked me to participate in the marriage recruitment. He said that the dowry this time is very rich, so I want to marry Miss Murong no matter what."

"It's just right, then you will cheer later, and I will wave the flag to cheer for you."

After finishing speaking, a strange thought flashed through Yan Qingyi's mind, is the dowry rich?It can't be gold and silver treasures.The Divine Operator and Master Kongzhi were also there for these vulgar things, but they hadn't seen them fighting just now, so why did they come here?

After a while, Murong Patriarch Murong Yuanshan came out.

Murong Yuanshan is worthy of being the head of the family, and he is also quite famous in the Jianghu. Just by his aura, he can tell that he is not an ordinary person. When he stood there, he was not angry and pretentious, and soon attracted everyone's attention.

"First of all, I would like to thank all the heroes present who value my daughter so much and are willing to come. Finding a husband for my daughter this time is one thing, and I believe everyone knows that the dowry is very rich this time. To be honest, I am getting old, and I gradually have the idea of ​​retiring, but Xiner is a woman and cannot afford such a big house. As long as I can choose a good husband for her, I will treat her like a son. So this The next dowry is Chao Sheng Ling!"

As Murong Yuanshan finished speaking, everyone present exploded.

"Why does he have a tide order?" Yan Qingyi asked Song Liting in a low voice.

"There were no such rumors before. It seems that either it was a fake Chao Sheng Ling, or the secrecy work was done too well."

"Everyone, it's almost noon now, how about this, let's have dinner first, after dinner, we will let everyone know where the little girl belongs to in the afternoon, and the order of Chao Sheng will also be seen by everyone." Murong Yuanshan finished speaking, and continued Walking up to Shen Suanzi and Master Kongzhi, he cupped his hands, "I didn't expect you two to really come, so I'm far away from welcoming you."

"Villa Master Murong has been doing good deeds in Jianghu for many years, this time we ask for help, and we will come."

"Hey, I'm really worried that there are too many heroes present. In case any one suddenly has evil thoughts and tries to steal the Chaosheng Token, the two of you should have someone to take care of you."

"It should be."

Yan Qingyi, who was in the distance, looked at the happy scene of the three people, and suddenly felt a little strange. Could it be that those two people came here just to see Chao Shengling?

And something happened to Chu Weihui who was wandering around Murong Mansion.

"Why didn't you go in to recruit relatives? Could it be that I'm too tall to catch your eye?" Chu Weihui turned around and saw a woman in a red dress walking from a distance.

"You are... Miss Murong?"

"Yes, I am Murong Xin. Everyone in the front hall is fighting to marry me. Why don't you even want to look at me? Could it be that I am ugly?" Murong Xin smiled slightly, Chu Weigui I just feel that the spring light of the whole courtyard will be covered by her brilliance.

"Of course not, it's hard to find another girl in this world with her celestial appearance."

"Then you don't invite relatives, not because I'm ugly, but because you already have a sweetheart?"

For some reason, when Murong Xin mentioned his sweetheart, Chu Weihui first thought of Liu Sisi, and immediately shook his head, "Miss, you are joking, what kind of sweetheart is there for the next reckless man? The only reason why you don't invite relatives is because There is no such idea at the moment, not for other reasons.”

"Then do you know what my dowry is, Chaoshengling?"

Chu Weihui suddenly raised his head, looked at Murong Xin, "But there is no news that Chao Shengling is at Murong's house..."

"Yes, but have you ever wondered where those messages come from?"

"Could it be the Murong family..."

"No, I didn't say anything. It's noon, young man, let's go in and eat. We'll know where Chao Shengling is in the afternoon." Murong Xin smiled gently, turned and left.

As soon as Chu Weihui entered the front hall, he was shocked by the crowds. Just when he was worried about whether he could find Yan Qingyi and the others, he heard a familiar voice, "Here, have another bowl of rice and an ancient corn soup."

That's enough, the most edible one in the audience is Yan Qingyi.

Chu Weihui went to sit next to the refugee, and asked Song Liting suspiciously, "Master Gu, don't you feel ashamed to eat with him? I'm afraid that people will think that we are human traffickers, and it would be the same as not giving him food."

Song Liting looked at Yan Qingyi and smiled, "I should be used to it."

"But you have only known each other for less than a month, you..."

Song Liting just smiled, didn't speak, and backhanded Yan Qingyi with a chicken leg.

"Ah, little lady, you are so kind to the uncle. When the uncle is full, I will kiss you well." Yan Qingyi's face was almost buried in the rice, and he was still not in shape.

"Okay, the servant's house will be waiting for the uncle at night."

Chu Weihui suddenly understood what Song Liting said about getting used to it, is it still a habit?The two of them were carved out of the same mold. If I didn't know that they had only known each other for a month, I would have thought that this pair of dogs had known each other for decades.

But why do you think of the word dog man?

Chu Weihui felt a chill in his heart, quickly stopped his thoughts, and lowered his head to eat.