Zhao Xuan rubbed his temples, and was just about to get up and go to the cubicle to rest, when he suddenly remembered a knock outside the door.
The knock on the door was chaotic, but not urgent, not a fatal urgency.
Don't think about it, dare to knock on his door directly at this time, without asking for instructions first, there is no one else except Zhao Ying.
"Come in."
Zhao Ying pushed the door into the room and said confidently: "Father, father, now I want to talk to you about something." ” "What do you want to talk about?
Here's what it looks like.
King Fengyang leaned on the chair and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"One thing, my daughter's marriage."
Zhao Ying sat opposite King Fengyang, "Let's get straight to the point!"
” "Well, see the mountain."
"My father married me to someone else, just to use the power of my husband's family, yes or no?"
Zhao Xuan said briskly: "Yes." ” "But my daughter doesn't want to get married!"
"You are not a woman in the boudoir, you have seen the world, you have been on the battlefield, this kind of words are not like coming out of your mouth."
Zhao Ying said: "My daughter is not ignorant. ” "You can't lose for a father, you lose......
Alas, there is nothing left, and there is no turning back from the bow.
Zhao Xuan said calmly.
He rarely confides in his daughter, and it is rare for him to tell the truth today.
"I'll look for a better husband."
Zhao Ying was very sure, "Ye Feng's disciple, how is it?"
” "The one you caught me, that one......
What is Song?
” "Song Changgeng."
Zhao Ying emphasized.
"That's right, it's called Song Changgeng.
Nailed it?
” What do you mean by "done"?
Zhao Ying was a little dissatisfied, "Anyway, he's in love with me now." ” She knew that her behavior was similar to "getting it done", starting with deception and sustaining it by deception, like a bubble, like a dream, easy to burst.
Zhao Xuan said: "You want to marry him?"
” "No, he's going to get involved."
When Zhao Ying said this to her father, she couldn't hide the pride in her heart.
She was deflated by Mu Fan repeatedly, and Song Changgeng's obsession with her told her that she was a very attractive woman.
"Money?"
Zhao Xuan smiled: "It's really better than you getting married." ” "Father, do you think it's still necessary for me to marry someone else?"
"No need."
These things can't be hidden from Zhao Xuan, he is the driving force behind everything, and even sent someone to monitor his daughter for this reason.
There have been a lot of things going on lately, and I don't know much about the specific situation.
Originally, he wanted Zhao Ying and Mu Fan to combine, but in his opinion, Mu Fan was more compatible with his daughter.
At first, he proposed to Ye Feng that the two sides should become in-laws, and they would not hesitate to take the treasured books, cultivation methods, and Danshu from the palace...... to exchange.
It's a pity that Ye Feng didn't agree, he retreated and made a small means to let Zhao Ying take the initiative to contact Mu Fan, but he never expected that the beauty plan was useless, and Mu Fan refused to intervene.
In the end, Zhao Ying could only contact Song Changgeng, and Song Changgeng's resistance in the face of beauties was weaker after all.
Zhao Xuan also felt that his methods were disgraceful, but the situation was stronger than others, so he couldn't help but play some obscene means, and even his own daughter had to take advantage of it.
Zhao Ying saw that his father agreed, and said with a smile: "Then forget about what I promised to others." ” "No problem.
When are you going to let Song ......
Song Changgeng is in the red. ” "This ......
Don't be in such a hurry.
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Zhao Ying frowned and said, "It's too fast." ” "Now that you're going to get him involved, it's almost time to start thinking about it."
Zhao Ying said forcefully: "Okay, I'll discuss it with him." ” She was sure that Song Changgeng would definitely agree.
This matter is very difficult to do, and you can't get married to Song Changgeng in a hurry just to avoid getting married.
If you do, you won't dig a pit and jump into it yourself.
Zhao Ying bit her lip, "My daughter retreated first, and my father rested." ” "Hmm."
Zhao Xuan waved his hand, "Stand down." ” Zhao Ying fled back in a hurry, faster than when he came.
When she was far away, Zhao Xuan restored the majesty of King Fengyang, "Tell me what happened to Ying'er and Song Changgeng during this time." ” A man in black appeared beside him and said respectfully, "Lord Wang." ” "Say."
"The county lord got on the line with Song Changgeng on the grounds that he didn't listen to your orders and was imprisoned by you in the underground palace.
The two had a lot of contact during this time, but they didn't do anything out of the ordinary. ” Zhao Xuan said again: "Pay attention to that Song Changgeng, who has no willpower for women, how can he be my son-in-law." ” "Yes."
"Also, what is Ying'er's attitude towards that Song Changgeng?"
"Average, tepid."
"Keep an eye on me."
Zhao Xuanjian raised his eyebrows, "Once you find out that the relationship between the two has changed, and there are bad signs, you will immediately snuff it out for me!"
” "Keep in mind your subordinates."
The man in black understands what "bad signs" mean, nothing more than acting to being in love.
"Alright, you can go down."
The figure in black faded and disappeared.
Zhao Xuan got up from the chair, stretched, and walked into the cubicle to rest.
The evening breeze outside the window is weak, and the terrain of Fengyang City, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, blocks most of the wind and sand, and the formation of the palace further weakens the strong wind, controlling the wind to a suitable size, and it is best for people to stay in it comfortably.
The terrain of Fengyang City is good, the formation in the city is exquisite, and living in Fengyang City is the best choice in the northwest.
There is no such condition in other places, and when encountering a windy day, the wind roars angrily, and the sand and rocks are flying.
Xiang Jia walked in the wasteland, different from his previous costume, he wore a cloak, but he did not bring a hat.
The white moonlight poured down on the wasteland, covering the dust of the wasteland with a cold veil that spread from nowhere, and did not know where it would spread.
Xiang Jia's hometown revisited, and his mood was completely different.
When the Chinese New Year's Eve is beautiful and famous all over the world, it is not only the Xuanmen family that has set up branches in the world, but also branches in many states and counties.
Xuanmen is open, and the night is quiet.
In the first battle of Hanhai, Yedu suffered heavy losses, Yejin had no choice but to fake his death, and the small and medium-sized branches of Yedu were almost destroyed.
In the former wasteland, there was a small city, and most of the people in the city were merchants.
Everyone rests in the small town, and the city becomes angry when there are more people.
The city came to life and grew up slowly, and the city that grew up attracted more people, and the people who died of the night followed, and a small branch was established.
The end of the night has been hit hard, and the Xuanmen is bent on cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, like the end of the night, a force with strong vitality, can be regenerated without the spring breeze blowing, and how can it be done without thunder!
After more than ten years of continuous action, anyone who found that he worshiped the night brocade or had dealings with the night was beheaded and displayed to the public.
It has to be said that this kind of violent and harsh decree is indeed effective.
The power of the night end was greatly reduced, although the night brocade was not dead, but the serious injury was not healed, and the huge night end group of dragons was leaderless, and they failed to organize a rebellion at the first time.
In the northwest wasteland, the Xuanmen fiercely established its second power, and the branch of the night in the small city was gone, and the people in the city either died in the city or fled elsewhere.
The people were gone, and the town disappeared into the wasteland, leaving only a few ruins.
Before the night end was hit hard, Xiang Jia was mainly in charge of the northwest boundary, and the establishment of the night end branch in the small city was approved by him.
Now the people of the branch are buried in the wasteland, and they are one with the land, regardless of each other.