After listening to Yang Lingjun's words, Zheng Feng was shocked, and the hair on his body stood up. His little friend was really scared to tears at this time!
At first, he thought that Leader Yang would bring out some granddaughter, grandniece, cousin, or even a great-granddaughter, at least a woman of the 'grandson' generation, but he never expected that it would be a 'son' generation.
!
Isn't Marshal Yang playing tricks on him? His daughter?!
Heaven and earth, Marshal Yang is now over seventy. Even his little daughter must be close to fifty now, right?
You want him to take home a woman who is more than worthy of being his mother as his wife?!
Oh, cake seller! Sister Yatou will definitely go crazy when she finds out!
He is not so hungry that he is not selective about food, so please spare him!!!
The adoptive father would definitely refuse, Zheng Feng firmly believed.
But fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel~
I saw Mr. Fan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Since he is Marshal Yang's daughter, and he is so highly praised by Marshal Yang, there must be something special about him. I also met Ling's daughter a few years ago.
, very satisfied with her. In a few years, Feng'er will indeed reach the age of starting a family and starting a business, and it will be time to plan a marriage for him. Now that Marshal Yang is interested, of course I will not refuse. Taking advantage of my birthday tonight, all the distinguished guests present will do it.
Witness, this marriage is settled!"
All the guests present were so surprised that they could not say a word. They had never thought that such an important marriage would really be decided with just a few words.
The marriage of the Fan and Yang families is definitely a sensational event in the empire. I believe that after tonight, the news will definitely spread throughout the Tianlong Empire and become the hottest topic.
Both Fan Lao and Yang Lingjun looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.
Zheng Feng, who was on the side, was completely dumbfounded at this moment. Now there were only four words in his mind: How is this possible?!
Did the adoptive father really agree?
Does he really want to marry a woman who is more than capable of being his mother?
What about the girl and sister?
But not to marry? My adoptive father has already announced this in front of all the guests present, and even His Majesty is present. If he regrets the marriage in the future, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor!
Even if His Majesty does not pursue the case, the foster father has broken his trust with the nobles of the imperial capital, and his whole reputation has been completely ruined!
I would like to ask, under such circumstances, does he still have room for not marrying?
Unless he wants to offend the world and be an unfaithful, unjust and unfilial person...
As if he noticed Zheng Feng's lost look, Mr. Fan smiled at him and winked. Having followed Zheng Feng for many years, he naturally understood what his adoptive father meant. After the centenary banquet was over, his adoptive father would take care of him.
Explain clearly.
Only then did he come back to his senses a little. Up to now, the adoptive father had already decided on this marriage in front of all the guests present, and it was impossible to change it.
Only after everything is over can we ask our adoptive father clearly what his real intentions are!
Leader Yang's seat was only half a step lower than Mr. Fan's. In terms of official positions, one of them had been in charge of the imperial civil servants, and the other had been in charge of the imperial military attachés. They were of the same level.
But in terms of qualifications, there was no way that Leader Yang could compare with Mr. Fan, a veteran of three dynasties, and he had no qualms about this position in the first place.
After taking their seats, Yang Chengjun, who followed Yang's army, was not a quiet person and finally retreated into the crowd.
The seats here are only reserved for those who are truly in power, and those who come with them will not be eligible to sit.
Yang Chengjun could stay, but he could only stand behind Leader Yang like Zheng Feng, not even qualified to interrupt. This kind of treatment was extremely uncomfortable for a proud and arrogant person.
He would rather go to the lower level venue to get his head tied than stay on the first step to be a phoenix tail...
Seeing Yang Chengjun's performance, Yang Lingjun smiled bitterly and said: "Chengjun is quite satisfactory to me in other aspects, but he is too impetuous in terms of character. If he can have half of your son's character cultivation, I will feel more at ease with him."
"It is inevitable for young people to be arrogant and arrogant. After a few years of proper training, the arrogance can be washed away." Fan Laowei smiled and said: "When Feng'er was young, he was also arrogant and arrogant. He always thought that he was the best in the world.
one……"
Hearing Mr. Fan talk about Zheng Feng's recent entry into the mansion, several big shots present couldn't help but smile.
Zheng Feng was expressionless and didn't care at all. He just stood quietly, as if what Mr. Fan said at this time had nothing to do with him.
Yang Chengjun is twenty-six years old. He is dressed in a dark gold-trimmed military uniform. He is luxurious and mighty. The strength of a low-ranking warrior makes him look proud of most people of his age.
No matter where he goes, he will always become the center of attention. Standing tall and tall among his peers, he stands out from the crowd and exudes an air of superiority. Unfortunately, the protagonist tonight is not destined to be him.
Seeing Yang Chengjun approaching, the people around him either took the initiative to move away or stepped forward to show their goodwill, because he was the grandnephew of Marshal Yang of the Tianlong Empire and the grandson of Marshal Yang's eldest brother.
The Yang family of Tianlong has been a soldier for generations, and the male members of the family must join the army when they reach adulthood.
The Tianhei War more than ten years ago caused the Yang family, which was originally prosperous, to wither. More than 80% of the men in the family died in the battle. The only male in the family who survived to the end was Yang, who led the army.
Apart from his youngest son, there are only children who have just been born or are underage.
As for Yang's eldest brother, almost all of them died in the battle, leaving only one underage grandson.
Therefore, although Yang Chengjun is not Yang Lingjun's biological grandson, Yang Lingjun regards his eldest brother, the only orphan, as more important than his own grandson.
Just look at the person who will accompany him tonight. You will know that he would rather bring Yang Chengjun, his grandnephew, than his own grandson. This is definitely a clear difference in treatment.
Yang Chengjun was still chatting with other nobles, but he accidentally discovered the dazzling 'thousand-story tower' in the corner of the banquet...
The Thousand-Story Tower, which is more than ten meters high, is particularly dazzling in a crowded venue, and it’s hard not to see it.
Yang Chengjun suddenly frowned. Another noble boy next to him wanted to remind him, but before he could speak, he had already taken steps towards the 'thousand-story tower'.
After breaking through the crowd, he finally discovered that there were three girls, big and small, standing under this 'thousand-story tower', a maid with cat ears, a girl in kimono, and a loli nun. It was so weird!
The girl in the kimono was quite quiet, just watching the other two girls eating. The loli nun actually took out a mouse and ate with the mouse.
Although Yang Chengjun saw that it was a spirit rat, it was too unsightly to have such a thing in the venue of Mr. Fan's centenary banquet.
What made him even more speechless was that the cat-eared maid looked innocent and cute, but the way she wolfed down her food was really unflattering, so she just grabbed it with her hands. Sometimes, she didn't even use her hands, she just leaned over and ate it.
Picking it up with his mouth, the more he looked at it, the more intense his frown became.
There are more and more people at the banquet. In this kind of banquet where only upper-class nobles come and go, there are always people who feel superior. What they like most is to impose their own ideas on others. Their self-awareness is too strong and they can't stand it.
Everything he dislikes is unlucky. Unfortunately, Yang Chengjun is exactly this kind of person.
"Master Yang, wait..." Someone next to him tried to hold Yang Chengjun, but it was a step too late.
At this time, Yang Chengjun pointed to his teeth and asked: "Who are you? Who brought you in, and who allowed you to do this? Didn't your master teach you the etiquette you should abide by? It's so embarrassing and conspicuous
!”
Ya stopped eating, looked left and right, swallowed the steak in his throat with a 'Gulu', then licked his jade hand to clean the grease on it, tilted his head and asked: "You
Are you talking to Tooth, meow?"
Yang Chengjun saw Ya actually licking his fingers in front of him as if nothing had happened. Especially with his casual tone, it seemed that he was just an insignificant little character.
Growing up, he was not the center of attention wherever he went, but today after arriving at Mr. Fan's 100th birthday banquet, he discovered that the young person who attracted the most attention here was not him, but the silver-haired man with facial paralysis.
What made him even more angry was that his grandfather actually betrothed his little aunt to that man with facial paralysis. Why did that guy do it?
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