Chapter 433: decree to

Chapter 433: decree to

  Chapter 433 Imperial Decree Arrives

  As Yang Zize left without looking back, only Feng Zhao and Ning Xi were left.

  Gu Qingqiu looked at the two of them without speaking.

Ning Xi glanced at Feng Zhao at the side, took a step forward, and smiled slightly at Gu Qingqiu, "Auntie, forgive me, I'm afraid Ning Xi will fail the gift of the gods." She bent slightly as she spoke, with guilt in her gentle eyes .

  Seeing this, Gu Qingqiu felt a little headache.

  Of the five sons, only Ling Jin chose the wife-leader, and she seemed to have no intention of marrying his wife-leader. Of the remaining four, two had already left, and Ning Xi gave up again. Now there is only one Feng Zhao left.

  Thinking of Feng Zhao, Gu Qingqiu felt even more headache.

  Fengzhao’s insistence on becoming a monk more than a year ago has become a storm all over the city, and there are endless versions about the reasons for his becoming a monk. In short, in the past year, Fengzhao's reputation in Liucheng has been completely ruined.

  If it wasn't for Ning Xi's insistence on making Feng Zhao one of the five priests, Gu Qingqiu would never have chosen him anyway.

   Now let him choose a wife, I am afraid that no woman is willing, right?

   Of course, some special cases are not excluded. For example, the family is poor or the kind of person who is addicted to male sex...

  Thinking of this, Gu Qingqiu looked up at Feng Zhao, and said in a faint voice, "Master Feng, you..."

  Gu Qingqiu hesitated for a while, and was about to continue, but Feng Zhao suddenly said, "Master Taishou, can you wait for a while?" He said, looking anxiously towards the audience.

   Seeing this, Gu Qingqiu seemed to understand something and stopped talking.

  Suddenly there was no movement on the platform for offering sacrifices to the gods, causing a commotion from the crowd below the stage.

  Especially when it was known that Mr. Ning Xi had given up choosing the wife-lord, all the people were excited.

   You know, eight out of ten of the people here today came for Mr. Ning Xi. Now that Mr. Ning Xi doesn't choose his wife, what's the point of them coming here?

  Especially when seeing Feng Zhao on the stage besides Mr. Ning Xi. Everyone present lost interest in an instant.

   Feng Zhaomei is beautiful, but what happened a year ago, no one in Liucheng didn't know him. As for the various gossips that were circulating, everyone present had heard some of them. Therefore, there is some disdain for Feng Zhao.

  Under the moon, a private meeting with a lover, an attempt to elope and make a monk...

  Thinking of this, the disdain in the eyes of the women present became more obvious. Nearly half of the women left immediately, unwilling to stay here for a while.

   Seeing this, Gu Qingqiu couldn't help but glance at Feng Zhao. But seeing that there was no strange expression on his face, he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

   This Feng Zhao did not seem to be as rumored.

  Time passed little by little, and there was still no movement on the platform for worshiping the gods. This made some people who were waiting under the stage shake their heads slightly, then turned around and left one after another.

   Seeing fewer and fewer people in the audience, Gu Qingqiu was not surprised at all. But I still couldn't help shaking my head in my heart. This time, it was probably the worst failure in choosing a wife-lord in history.

   In less than half an hour, the lively scene that was originally crowded with people slowly returned to silence, and the number of people continued to decrease.

   Another quarter of an hour passed, and Feng Zhao, who was standing restlessly, suddenly straightened his back, and looked at the figure in the distance with a little excitement in his eyes, the figure approaching the roof of the sacrifice.

  The eyes of the two seem to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, passed through many obstacles, and finally intertwined.

   Feng Zhao couldn't help chuckling, after a year, he finally arrived!

  This time, people in the family will never object to them being together again!

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face, and kept imagining the future he was looking forward to in his mind. Seeing her approaching him little by little, Feng Zhao couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward a few steps.

  The person who came was dressed in blue and white clothes, with a flush on his face, and he was panting heavily, which should be the reason why he came running quickly.

  There was a hint of heroism on his ordinary face, he looked up at the man on the roof of the **** worship in front of him, and couldn't help grinning, "Young Master Feng Zhao, are you willing to marry me as your husband?"

   With a slightly apprehensive voice, she spit out from the woman's mouth. With a smile between her brows and eyes, she just stood and looked at the man in front of her uneasily.

  Feng Zhao had a look of relief on his face. Fortunately, she came...

  Looking at the woman, Feng Zhao slowly walked down the platform to worship the gods, stood in front of the woman, and just looked at her quietly.

   After a long time, he suddenly bent his lips into a smile, and said in a clear voice, "Okay..."

The words    echoed softly in the silent field, and those women who hadn't left looked at Feng Zhao's smile, and couldn't help being a little dazed for a while.

  Hearing this, the woman showed surprise on her face, and opened her hands, as if she wanted to take Feng Zhao into her arms. But it was full of confusion.

   Seeing this, Feng Zhao smiled lightly, and suddenly threw himself into the woman's arms, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

  In the corner, Junli and Su Yunqing looked at Yuchipin who was held tightly by Ling Jin not far away, and Feng Zhao, who was hugging each other, couldn't help showing a faint smile on the corners of their lips.

   "It seems that I'm going to be old next month this time." Jun Li pursed his lips, and hugged Su Yunqing tightly in his arms.

   Probably, this is happiness.

  Su Yunqing raised her head, looked at the two embracing each other, and murmured softly, "They will be happy."

  Hearing this, Junli nodded with a smile, "We will be happy too."

Everything that happened in the early morning quickly spread in Liucheng, especially about Ling Jin who voluntarily ran to pester a woman, and Feng Zhao embraced a woman in public, which spread even more. .

  The people in Liucheng probably knew something about Feng Zhao, so they only deepened their contempt for him hugging a woman in public, without saying too much.

   But Ling Jin is different. The gentle and elegant Mr. Pianpian, a handsome man who has never had anything to do with any woman, has always been the best husband candidate in the hearts of Liucheng women, and he is also a figure they can't reach.

  So when the news spread that Ling Jin had gone to pester a woman in public, everyone felt disbelief and suspicion.

  However, when the women who came back from the rooftop of worshiping the gods proved the authenticity of this matter, the suspicion disappeared.

Just when the whole Liucheng was boiling with these few news, Gu Qingqiu suddenly brought some officials to the Feng Mansion, and under the puzzled eyes of the head of the Feng family, he calmly took a bright imperial decree from the guard at the side .

  The head of the Feng family is just a merchant, and he has no contact with Gu Qingqiu on weekdays, mainly because he cannot climb up to Gu Qingqiu. So when I saw Gu Qingqiu coming with the imperial edict, I was completely taken aback.

  (end of this chapter)