Chapter Thirty-One
"Trouble you, think about my feelings, ask, when did you see a newly-married mother who has just turned 13 years old? If you want to set a precedent, take into account other people's thoughts. Also, every word and deed of our Gongsun Mansion was taken by the people. Concerned, Dad and Gongsun Weiming are even more inspired by their role models. Are they not afraid that they will follow suit and learn to marry their eleven-year-old dolls? This will hurt many innocent civilian girls. What is your conscience? ? "
She mentioned the seriousness of the matter to the level of ethics and morality, so she did not believe that they are model people who have read poems since childhood, and who have been swaying goodness and morality, really did such a desolate thing. Unfortunately, I still Wrong abacus!
Of course, Gongsun Weiming knew the little Jiujiu in his daughter's heart, and gave her a glance. "That's it, then forget it. Weiming is already nineteen this year. It's time to marry a wife and have a child. Otherwise, we promised Zhang Taiyi. Matter, marry Miss Zhang into the door. "
Qin looked at the person who was not calm at first, and his eyes laughed without a gap. He said deliberately: "Ms. Zhang is not bad, she is good, and she is worthy of Weiming. If Yuner doesn't agree, she will have to."
"No!" Gongsun Yun'er shouted immediately. If Zhang Shuier was allowed to enter the door, her efforts would not be in vain. She hurried to Gongsun Weiming and said, "Qigong, are you so busy, can you wait for two years? "
He shook his head. Since Gongsun is invincible, they are trying to make it happen, and they agree with him, he is willing to cooperate. "Sister Yun'er, it's not that I don't want to wait, it's because father and mother don't let me wait."
She immediately fell into a chair, and the second lady was a little worried that her daughter would not be able to withstand the blow. She smiled and said, "Yuner, you just settle the marriage, but you don't want you to immediately set a candle, is it as serious as you say?"
"That's it!" Qin finally returned to normal, and his curved eyes looked as beautiful as they were then. She slowly walked over and held her hand and said, "Yuner, you can now worship the married couple, we can do it according to the customs on the frontier. You can choose a good day and a round house after three years!"
Is there such a custom in the border areas, why has she never heard of it? It looks like they made it up again! Gradually speechless, these people are really invincible, so bad tricks are used, but in order to keep Gongsun Weiming by her side, she also does not pursue.
"After three years, you are not young anymore, you can be a wife at fifteen!" Gongsun Wudi looked at her still a rhythm of flat people, he placed the tea cup on the table, and lowered his face and said: "This way I ca n't do that, and I 'm not satisfied. What do you want? "
What else can I do not accept the fact that I have become a wife at such a young age? However, I do not want to refute it. The more troublesome they are, the more they want to think of some wonderful ways, either they are now married to Gongsun Weiming, or Zhang Shuier enters the door, preferring the former.
"Daddy and mother, now that you have all said so, what can I do, only accept me!"
She sighed bitterly, fucking, who said that the woman was going to fight from the four virtues, dragged out and killed. After living for more than ten years, I couldn't even control my marriage.
After listening to the three old guys, they have long forgotten the image, and the heartless and talented people will always smile so brazenly. The old guys with good schemes pushed Gongsun Weiming in front of her, and an ambiguous smile would disappear as if they were in a hurry to give birth.
Gongsun Weiming pulled her up and yelled, and said gently: "Sister Yuner, don't be angry, I don't know if my father and mother would be so obtrusive, if you knew I wouldn't accompany them to act, it would hurt Yuner sister You cried so much that I wanted to be cut. "
Going home for two days, I was teased three times, my stomach was full of gas long ago, I have no energy to care about them, and now I only think of one word: I will accept it! Otherwise, they can only be killed by their lives.
"Well, you don't need to comfort me, they are for me, I won't blame them. On the contrary, don't think that you have stated your position here with me today, and I will not hold you, those rotten peach blossoms, you will not clean me up, I I promise not to kill you, but I will kill you! "
He joked: "Sister Yuner, are you sure you can beat me?"
"Manly husband, do you have the heart to hurt me, a weak woman with no chickens in my hands? I am so beautiful, so why are you down?"
After provocatively speaking, he replied lightly: "How can I not bear it? In today's world, the weak and strong eat the survival of the fittest, and I can only win if I can't win. Unless I have a fever and do not want you, I will win you and take others Go high and fly high. "
Limara dropped his face and waited for him, and then he threw out a more angry sentence: "But don't worry, you won't wait until that day because you can only belong to me, and I can only be you. . "
Even if he pretended to lose, he felt guilty. A mighty man was forced by me to be so unmotivated. It seems that in the future, he will not only have to be resigned, but also learn what is gentle and considerate, otherwise he will be too sturdy It was clear that a tiger was picked up by me as a cat.
"No, I still hope you beat me, or else people don't know if their martial arts have improved?"
She pretended to be tender and considerate, and said in a sigh of sigh that she unknowingly got a goosebump. She clearly felt his body tremble slightly, and seemed very uncomfortable.
He was indeed uncomfortable listening. Sister Yun'er's soft words meant her own life, and the sticky voice would evoke the impulse he should not have. "Sister Yuner, in fact, you don't really need to be so gentle, I promise you it. You can see my hair in such a way, are you uncomfortable looking at me?"
She hurriedly waved her hand, and immediately changed back to the prototype, and began to teach him: "Okay, let's make it this way, you can't lose to me later, or not only will I lose face, your dignity will be wiped out. Why don't I say more? "
He nodded with a smile and sent her to his room, where he sat and left. She was a little sleepy, yawning and asked, "Aren't you going back to rest? The emperor has nothing to look for you tomorrow?"
"Why would he let us as courtiers idle?" He stood up and said bitterly, "He wants us all over the street to find him his son. The prince, Leng Sheng, made a lot of broken things all day, and ran on both ends. It's hard to please them! "
Being an official is also a hard work. It is not as easy as Mr. Meige's storyteller, who dare to make money from the emperor's affairs! Thinking about it, she suddenly asked: "Why don't you go to Mr. Storyteller of Meige, it is said that he knows many secrets!"
"I've found him several times, but he didn't know anything except repeating what he said every day. When he was annoyed, he picked up the broom and stabbed people. After Leng Sheng knew, he sent someone to follow him all day It's as if he's hiding some secret that is unknown, but it's ridiculous that he is sometimes sober and crazy, even if there is a secret, it is only the bridge of his storytelling! "
"Oh!" Disappointed, "I didn't think this little prince was really frustrating enough. So many people tried hard to find him. He didn't even risk a bubble. Do you think he is dead?"
"No, he must be alive!" He said confidently.
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