"Uncle Mo, is Jiu Zi now fifteen years old? She is ready to get married. My father's intention is to take advantage of her fervent filial piety to arrange our marriage. Otherwise, we will have to wait another three years, and our Meng family cannot afford to wait...
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Meng Xiaohou said the purpose of his trip without saying anything shocking.
According to the customs of this continent, unless the marriage is held during the period of intense mourning, one has to wait for the other party to observe mourning for three years before discussing the marriage again.
Wu Jiuzi raised her eyebrows in surprise. Is her body engaged to this big rooster-like marquis?
Isn’t it?!
Mo Chenggui also stiffened for a moment, widened his eyes in surprise, and said: "This - where did the young marquis start talking about this? Didn't your house break off the engagement five years ago?"
It turns out that the marriage between Mo Jiuzi and the young Marquis was decided by Grandpa Mo Jiuzi and the old Marquis when he was the master of Mojia Fort.
At that time, Mo Chenggui had just gotten married. In order to gain the support of Mojiabao, the old Marquis arranged the marriage.
Mo Chengzhi said that if a boy is born, the two children will be sworn brothers, and if a girl is born, they will become in-laws.
It can be said that they were a good match, but later something happened to Mo Jiuzi's grandfather, and his family fell into ruin. So when Mo Jiuzi was ten years old, someone from the Marquis's Mansion came to induce the marriage to end with threats and benefits...
But I didn't expect that this noble young prince would actually take this opportunity to propose marriage.
Meng Xiaohouye glanced at Wu Jiuzi again, and then said seriously: "Uncle Mo didn't know that it was not my father who canceled this marriage. It was the aunt who was in charge of the house who disliked being poor and loved being rich. She did so without telling my father.
When my father found out, he was furious and punished my aunt, and specially ordered his son-in-law to come and ask for her hand in marriage."
"This..." Mo Chenggui was not good at words in the first place, and his temper was a little softer. He did not dare to offend the people in the Marquis's house, and he was speechless for a moment.
Mr. Meng Xiaohou struck while the iron was hot: "Uncle Mo, our two families have been friends for generations. After Jiuzi and I got married, we became even more intimate. From now on, my house will protect your family, and no one will dare to bully you anymore...
"
The blueprint he drew is very good and tempting, but——
Mo Chenggui paused for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to say another sentence: "But - but I heard that the young Marquis got married last year. He married a young lady from the General's Palace..."
They are actually already married!
So he is asking for marriage now because he wants to marry her as a concubine?!
Wu Jiuzi narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the flirtatious young prince, feeling that things were getting more and more interesting.
Of course she won't marry this young marquis, but it's good to watch the excitement.
Meng Xiaohou choked for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged: "I have indeed married a wife, but who among the real men does not have three wives and four concubines? Don't worry, I will not let Jiu Zi become my concubine if I marry her.
She can be my noble wife, as good as the lady of the general's palace..."
It turns out that Meng Xiaohou wanted to enjoy the blessings of everyone, and this plan was really perfect!
Mo Chenggui looked at Wu Jiuzi and then at Lord Meng Xiaohou: "This - thank you for your kindness, but this marriage has been canceled after all. It would be too sudden to bring it up again..."
Meng Xiaohouye's face turned cold: "Is it possible that Uncle Mo thinks that the Marquis's house is not worthy of your daughter?" His voice was solemn.