Chapter 7 Ask the uncle to ask questions through the wall
The next morning.
Overnight, the beauty lost a little bit of its beauty and became so beautiful that I felt pity for her.
"What should I do if Uncle Qiang doesn't come to propose marriage?"
In front of the bronze mirror, Qin Keqing was wearing a bright red skirt. Only such a stunning beauty could resist the bright red color.
A crested hairpin is used to tie up the green silk ribbons in a fairy bun. The golden steps are pinned between the temples, and the silver necklace hangs down, which further sets off the person's grace, luxury and beauty.
But her brows are slightly furrowed, and her throbbing heart is full of melancholy and uneasiness. A girl's feelings are always poetry, and sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's heartfelt love or a kind of youthful longing.
If Jia Qiang doesn't come, I really don't know what my fate will be. If I lose my reputation, do I really want to marry Jia Rong?
The terrifying dream of Tianxiang Tower made her avoid Jia Rong like a snake or a scorpion.
"My good girl, Uncle Qiang's eyes are straight when he looks at you. As long as he is not blind, he will definitely come to propose marriage!" Ruizhu looked at the frowning Keqing and explained.
If you ask the right question, you will accept this marriage; if you ask the wrong question, you will not accept it!"
After all, what a treasure-level literary masterpiece?!
Qin Ye picked up the manuscript and took a look at it. He was deeply attracted. He read the opening chapter several times and marveled at Jia Qiang's fantastic ideas.
The Mongolian scimitar was slung around his waist, adding a wild and domineering air.
Encourage all sentient beings to look up to the Supreme Benevolence and discover that all things will be good.
Jia Qiang took a deep breath, thought for a moment, cleared her throat, and shamelessly read out a tampered verse from the famous poet Pushkin.
This is ancient times?! How can you be willing to have a private meeting if you don't comply?
Qin Ye and Jia Lian all looked at Jia Qiang in shock.
"If I join the military, I may not be able to save the country. If I am poor, I will be alone. I just want to keep my family safe."
Chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, vast and indistinct, no one can see it.
I recall that wonderful moment,
You suddenly appeared before me,
Like a fleeting phantom,
"Come on, let's eavesdrop!" Qin Keqing smiled slyly and walked to the side hall with the two girls. They crowded together and looked toward the hall.
[Qin Keqing’s admiration for the host: original 20, +10, +10, +10, now 50]
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Baozhu took Jia Qiang through a section of the corridor and came to a side room.
Jia Qiang took out the manuscript of the first twenty chapters of "Journey to the West". She originally planned to go to the bookstore to discuss printing and publishing matters after the marriage proposal was over, which happened to be an eye-opener for this veteran scholar.
Hearing this, Baozhu beside him couldn't help holding the silk handkerchief, covering his face and smiling.
"What impression did you have when you saw my girl yesterday?" Ruizhudai Keqing asked in the room.
"Ahem..."
"Girl, someone from the Jia family has come, and Uncle Jia Qiang has also come in person, bringing a matchmaker to propose marriage!"
“The winters these years have been extremely cold, which should be a worldwide cooling disaster!
Qin Keqing's figure was greatly shaken, and the haze in his heart was instantly dispelled by the sunshine.
"Qin Shibo wins the prize! My nephew has also conceived several books in his mind and will continue to write them in his spare time!" Jia Qiang climbed up the pole and had no mental pressure on the matter of plagiarism.
Qin Ye unknowingly changed his title to "nephew", sighed softly, and said:
The elegant and elegant Jia Lian, the number one foreign affairs officer in the Jia family, came forward to propose marriage, and the scene was lively and lively.
"Brother Qiang, let's go. I'll just confirm the wedding date and other details." Jia Lian winked, looking like he was sure of victory.
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The countries on the border are like giant beasts, spreading their fangs, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Dagan at any time, and then eat this weak beast."
"master……"
"Ke'er, if I answer well, can I come out and meet you?" Jia Qiang asked in a soft voice without waiting for Ke Qing to ask.
"I wonder if she is on the way to propose marriage right now?!" Bao Zhu combed her hair and said with a smile.
At this moment, Baozhu ran in happily, cheering in a low voice.
Qin Ye stood up and looked at the young man who was not suitable for his age again, "Well... very sharp, very similar to Monkey Sun in "Journey to the West", upright, not afraid of power, not afraid of evil forces.
Once the southern Japanese and northern captives faced famine and starved to death, they would inevitably plunder, and war would inevitably break out.
As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes, but his smile was as bright as a flower.
I began to suffer from melancholy, because from then on, Keer’s image haunted me in my dreams.
"Writing books is just for Ke'er's entertainment in my spare time. I will pursue literature in prosperous times and martial arts in troubled times. I plan to pursue martial arts." Jia Qiang looked calm and calm.
Qin Ye looked at the young man with both civil and military skills with satisfaction, and with a face filled with relief, he stroked his beard and said, "Your marriage to Ke'er, I..."
The interior of the entire Dagan is like rotten wood, maintaining the lush foliage that finally appears on the surface, and the group is drunk and dreaming, starting the building's final carnival.
"To, Kerr
Like a pure and beautiful spirit.
Within Daqian, it was a taboo for the country to have the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor sit side by side in the dynasty.
Beautiful girl, did you dream about me last night?"
Jia Qiang laughed in her heart, but Qing was clearly more and more enamored of her, but she still wanted to maintain her final reserve.
Although Qin Ye was cautious and prudent, after all, he had been immersed in officialdom for decades and was still aware of the court's trends and various secrets.
"What are Qiang'er's ambitions? Are you planning to write a book based on literature?" Qin Ye closed the manuscript and looked at Jia Rong, "In my opinion, writing a book for Qiang'er may be a good way out!"
Qin Ye was stunned and looked at Jia Lian and the matchmaker. The matchmaker nodded with a smile.
In recent years, due to floods and droughts, crops have not been harvested, and rats and thieves have emerged in droves. They are simply robbing fields and land. Rats and dogs steal, making the people uneasy. Therefore, officers and soldiers hunt down people, making it difficult for them to settle down.
"Don't call me Ke'er, just call me Miss Qin!" A coquettish voice came from the inner room, like the tinkling of spring water, containing a hint of sweetness and charm, which was refreshing.
I saw Jia Qiang's head tied up with a jade lin bun, her eyebrows tied with green jade to wipe her forehead, and she was simply wearing a milky white cloud pattern brocade robe. Her body was like a long willow, her face was like a sculpture, her eyes were clear and deep, as if Can penetrate the soul.
After Jia Qiang finished reading, she only heard a "pop" sound in the inner room.
Being among the civil servants, she is surrounded by hypocrites who are pretending to be vain and arrogant. Although Jia Qiang is not in the court and goes to a high-level building to analyze the overall environment, she is straightforward and brings a wave of impact to Qin Ye and Jia Lian!
"My dear nephew, remember that if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them. When a hurricane passes, only the fallen grass will survive."
Regardless of family background, military achievements, appearance, and the bad relationship with his daughter, Qin Ye is extremely satisfied with this son-in-law. In addition to caring about the past, he is more concerned about future plans.
With Jia Qiang's self-confidence, this book was completely shocking even to Qin Ye.
Although the words were short, Jia Qiang's penetrating analysis and simple vows sounded like spring thunder in several people's ears.
"I wonder how my good nephew will settle down and live in the future?!"
"I really can't believe this was written by a sixteen-year-old boy. The good nephew is unconstrained and unrestrained."
When she said "Uncle," Qin Keqing immediately felt her cheeks burning hot, her elegant and white gooseneck turning pink, and she gently squeezed Baozhu's little hand.
Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng, he opened up the distinction between purity and turbidity.
If you want to know about the Yuan Gong of Good Fortune, you must read the Journey to the West: The Legend of Shie.
As the saying goes, the cicada is a prophet before the autumn insects move.
He hurriedly stood up and was about to go out, but stopped abruptly, straightened his clothes, and nervously said to the two girls: "Can you help me see if my clothes are appropriate? Is my hair style messy?"
"I wrote a storybook, and I just asked Uncle Shi to help me control my eyes?!"
"Ruizhu, go to the main hall and see if the guests are here?!" Qin Keqing said.
"The opening chapter has a grand layout, lofty intentions, and extremely high literary foundation."
He was originally a well-rounded person, and in the scene, he was even more skillful in dancing, with a lotus-like tongue, and he praised Jia Qiang so much that no one had ever seen her before, and no one would ever see her again.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and Baozhu came over gracefully, "Sir, my girl asked Uncle Qiang to ask her questions across the wall.
"Girl, Uncle Qiang is here, let's start questioning him!" Bao Zhu said crisply.
The global disaster will bring about food disasters and a significant reduction in livestock production. How can the eggs be completed when the nest is overturned?
"???"
Daqian had been comfortable for several years, emphasizing culture and suppressing military affairs, but everyone in the court felt that the storm was coming and the building was about to collapse.
"Okay, Ke'er, just ask!"
"My good girl, you can't see my uncle!"
"Oh? Isn't it a prosperous time now?"
Qin Keqing looked at Junlang dreamingly, and felt the deer in her heart start to gallop and have fun.
"Knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is knowledge!"
Qin Keqing had never heard of such bold, straightforward, and charming love words? What was even more shocking was that the scene of Jia Qiang's dream last night flashed in his mind, and his whole body went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
My little heart couldn't stop pounding, and there seemed to be a little deer in my heart, and it started to have fun.
[Qin Keqing’s admiration for the host: original 50, +5, current 55]
"My girl asked, how did you know her nickname was Ke'er? Why did she say you were her one and only?" Ruizhu said crisply.