Manifest Marriage I

A man who is not married at twenty, chases thousands of miles.This is the iron law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the royal family and nobles must not violate it.

Spring is a good time to talk about love, day scenery can no longer be alone!

Song Gongzi drank to strengthen his courage: "Ah Jing, don't think I'm long-winded. I'm 19 years old, I'm not young, and I'll be twenty in a year. If you say we're friends, can I see you going the wrong way?"

"Yeah..." Mr. Zheng's family also persuaded, "If you are not married at [-], you will be assigned to the frontier. A Jing, are you willing to let us friends? Even if you are willing, we can't bear your face. Go to the frontier , How much suffering do you have to suffer under the sun and rain? Even if you don’t want to marry a wife, at least you have to try to fall in love. For a friend, you can choose my younger sister, what do you think?”

Day Jing drank the wine casually, with a charming look at the end of his eyes, he sneered: "Your sister is so pitiful."

"It's not pitiful, what's pitiful? They all like you, and I'm here today to ask you to be my brother-in-law!"

"I like Ah Jing? You like Ah Jing's face! Zheng Er, you are so insidious. Who knows that your sisters are good at wielding knives and swords. Can you bear Ah Jing's small body? You want to exhaust him to death!"

"What do you know, my sister loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and Ah Jing marries my sister, so I promise you will not lose money!"

"No loss? I think it's a big loss!" Unconvinced, Song Lian glared at him, turned his head and smiled apologetically: "Ah Jing, don't listen to his nonsense, with your nature, you should find someone who is older and will love others .My elder sister, who happens to be six months older than you, dignified and virtuous, suitable for an IKEA family, but why is she so tall and unwilling to marry early, you two are a natural couple! Don't you think about it?"

"No, no, Ah Jing, don't listen to him fooling around, Miss Song is born weak..."

"Nonsense! My sister's body has been raised long ago! It's not a problem to hug the two in three years!!"

Talking all over the place, the more you talk, the more outrageous it is.

The wine cup hit the table and made a dull sound, and everyone who was chattering silently looked at her: "Ah Jing, what do you think?"

The young head of the family rubbed his aching head: "I have a fiancee..."

"..." The air was stagnant.

Song Lian didn't miss any chance to please his future brother-in-law, and glared at everyone angrily: "Look at what you urged, Ah Jing is starting to talk nonsense! Are you going to drive him crazy?"

Second Young Master Zheng patted his heavy head: "Ah Jing, I drank too much, bring me some hangover soup!"

In a hurry, people's shadows overlapped, the hangover soup was fed to his lips by the maid, and Zhou Jing reluctantly turned his head away: "I really have a fiancee."

Compiled like the real thing.

Everyone was embarrassed to expose her and asked, "Who is that person?"

"Ning Lianzhou, eighteen years old, oval face, big eyes, shallow dimples, gentle and beautiful, from Jiangnan."

It has a nose and an eye, and it can bluff people at first glance.Holding the wine cup, Zhou Jing was half drunk and half awake, and proudly raised the corners of his lips: "Are you envious?"

The acting skills are so good that a lot of family members are dubious. Song Lian deliberately acts as a matchmaker for his sister, trying to expose her friend's drunkenness.

He took two steps forward: "I'll just ask directly, whether the skin is fair or not, whether the breasts are big or not, and whether the lips are soft or not, are you a treasure in the golden house?"

The people present took a breath, and gave thumbs up to Song San warrior in unison.

Supported by the maidservant, Zhou Jing stood up staggeringly, with fluttering clothes and flying black hair. He stared at Song Lian with his amorous eyes, and threw out a punch unceremoniously, hitting the narrow and long Danfeng eyes of the third son of Song.

Zhou Jing supported his waist with one hand: "You are so shameless!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Song Xiaosan is shameless, well done!" Zheng Er waved his fist and echoed loudly.

The "faceless and skinless" Song Lian covered his eyes and complained endlessly, even at this juncture, he still did his best for his sister: "Ah Jing, don't lie, where did you get your fiancée from? Don't think that you can escape the marriage urge, how much?" People worry about your marriage, why don't you think about it, you will be twenty next year!"

If she had known that the outing festival would turn into a "marriage reminder festival" for her alone, the day scene would be as good as petting cats at home.

The spring breeze blows the fresh and tender wicker, Chunhe Jingming, listening to the roundabout urging in her ears, she kneels and sits on the soft futon in boredom, with a low wine table in front of her, and pours a few more glasses of wine into her throat with her thoughts on her mind.

The daytime scene is the best when you are slightly drunk, with flirtatious eyebrows and eyes, indescribably sensual, with your head slightly tilted, your phoenix eyes are blurred, your arms are propped on one side, your slender fingers are holding the cup and drinking slowly, and the sake spilled inadvertently flows down the corners of your lips It spreads over the soft and beautiful jaw, and it can stay on the collarbone.

Like fish in a pond gathering tail after tail, the fish wag their tails, and the water droplets splash away, splashing on people's hearts, splashing out a beautiful scene.

Four years back, when the master of the day family was seriously ill, the loyal servant was ordered to send ten

The five-year-old Zhou Jing was brought back from the mountains, waiting to succeed him as the head of the family.

The power of the aristocratic family has been handed over, and no one is optimistic about this child who has lived in the mountains for a long time and has never met.

Unexpectedly, the next day, the old patriarch with a sick face almost proudly showed off his eldest son who was born out of nowhere to his family friends.

At the flower viewing banquet, a group of heroes sat at their seats, and the young master smiled and closed his head beside his biological father. With just a smile, he sat firmly on the throne of the most beautiful "man" in Kyushu.

Similarly, by virtue of his talent and excessive popularity, he is the head of the family.The Zhou family is like the sky in her hands.There are more handsome men and women who want to dance a sexy dance on the palms and collarbones of the day scene than the drizzle that falls in spring.

As the spring breeze blew, her brows were stained with drunkenness, the corners of her eyes were tinged with red, and her temper also came up with the drunkenness: "Nagging, annoying!"

She is not the only one who is annoying, but everyone else is also annoying. Such a wicked evildoer who neither wants to break his sleeves nor wants to marry a wife, what can he do?

Zhou Jing doesn't want to make trouble, she is an out-and-out unmarried, and believes that "love is not as good as a glass of wine".

Seeing that she is getting older, the friends around her and the daughter of the family who secretly promised her have no choice but to embark on the road of urging her marriage for the sake of her life.

After three days outing, at Taihe Restaurant, Song Lian's eyes were still black, and his brows were frowning: "Why do you think Ah Jing can't think about marrying a wife, my sister is such a good person."

"Who said no? Isn't my sister bad? He doesn't want to marry a wife, and he still fools us, thinking we are stupid and can't see his intentions clearly?"

Zheng Er drank a glass of wine directly and leaned against the window, "You can choose the beauty as you like, and you can open the conditions as you like. With Ah Jing's face, several highnesses in the palace want to condescend to marry, but look at his perfunctory attitude." !

No wonder the Holy Majesty secretly issued a marriage urging order with the aristocratic family, Ah Jing did not marry a wife, and the good girl in Xunyang City waited hard, wouldn't she be delayed?You said he-"

He suddenly stopped, and Song Lian raised his eyes: "What is he?"

Second Master Zheng rubbed his eyes: "Odd, look what I saw!"

Before he had time to think about it, he trotted downstairs.

Curiosity was aroused, Song Lian put down his teacup and followed.

The long street was full of people, and when he reached the stall selling bean curd, Zheng Er looked left and right and widened his eyes: "Where is the person! Where is the little beauty with the oval face, big eyes, and shallow dimples?"