Qiu Qiu closed her eyes and enjoyed the wolf kiss intoxicatedly. It wasn't until Xiang Xiaoqiang pulled his tongue out from between her lips that Qiu Qiu let out a soft "squeak" and still leaned forward with her lips and teeth half-opened.
Her face is crimson, her eyes are slightly closed, and her searching look is particularly touching.
…
"Ahem...knock...kaka..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the open mouths and staring eyes around him, coughed and winked, finally waking up Xiao Nizi from her semi-psychedelic state.
Oh my God, I'm kidding, this is the Ming Dynasty. Although it's the 20th century, he doesn't know if there is an article in the royal law that says "public places are indecent."
"powerful……"
"Ah? Haha, what are you doing?"
"I...I was born in 1915, the year of Yi Mao, and my zodiac sign is Rabbit..."
"Ah, hehe, is that right..."
"and yours?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled confusedly:
"My what?"
"Really...it's the birth date..."
"Why do you need your birth date?"
Qiu Qiu blushed with embarrassment and said angrily:
"You...what did you say you were doing?"
"Oh...ah, ah...," Xiang Xiaoqiang understood, thinking that she was indeed a girl from the Ming Dynasty. Once she broke the window paper, she would go straight to the wedding and pay attention to her horoscopes and so on. "I am 198...
Ahem, what, you were born in 1915, right, then I should be born in 191...the second year of my life, haha, what is it? Let me think about it, this..."
Qiu Qiu had already calculated it for him, thinking that he was deliberately causing trouble. He stared at him with both anger and joy. After waiting for him to murmur for a long time, he still couldn't come out. He couldn't wait any longer, so he opened his mouth and said:
"He's a rat!"
"Ah? Ah, yes, he is a rat!"
It just so happens that in a nest of rabbits and mice, they are all rodents.
"powerful……"
Qiu Qiu murmured again, her eyebrows full of coquettishness.
"Haha, what are you doing?"
"My...father...is daddy...he lives in Nanjing..."
"oh."
"Well... have you recently... um... been free... um... to visit him and have... a cup of tea..."
"..."
Qiu Qiu was startled and said anxiously:
"how?"
"Oh, ah!" Xiang Xiaoqiang quickly pretended to be sad, "Goddess of luck, what did I do to Xiaoqiang to deserve the happiness you gave me!"
"Be happy." Qiu Qiu lowered his eyebrows and said coquettishly, "Well, what if he asks you...asks you...well, just asks you..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"Asked me what?"
"Um...well," Qiu Qiu lowered her head, pinched the corner of her clothes, and peeked at him from the corner of her eyes from time to time. Finally, she suppressed her face until her face turned red, then he hesitated, "I want to ask how many...wives you are going to marry...in the end...
Woolen cloth?"
…
"ha?!"
No way, my father-in-law would ask his son-in-law like this?
…
After asking Xiaoqiang for a while, Qiu Qiu hesitated and explained like he was squeezing out toothpaste. It turns out that the rules of the Ming Dynasty are as follows:
First, due to the serious imbalance in the ratio of men to women, even though the society is quite advanced and civilized, the law not only allows but also encourages men to marry more wives. Otherwise, a large number of women will not have the opportunity to get married.
Second, what is different from ancient times is that although polygamy is now practiced, there is no distinction between wives and concubines. According to the laws enacted during the Ming Dynasty’s reform in the second half of the 19th century, all spouses of a man have the same legal status. This is also
Take care of women and try to move closer to a place like Western civilized society.
Third, the society looks down on men who only marry one or two wives, thinking that such men have no money, no ability, and unsuccessful careers. Even his one or two wives themselves will feel very inferior and feel
It's like someone else's husband is a high-ranking official and rich, and his wife is a laid-off worker, repairing cars and setting up a cigarette stall on the roadside.
Fourth, don’t think that if you have a wife who is not yet married, you will have an advantage when seeking marriage. The woman’s parents generally hope that their daughter will marry someone with a successful career. In this society, singles, including those who have only married one or two
The wife is either a young boy who has just entered the society, or a loser who has accomplished nothing. Besides, now is no different than in the past. There is no distinction between wives and concubines. The first one to marry is not a big woman. Not only does it have no advantage, but it will be the first.
She is an old and beautiful person who has become a yellow-faced woman. In other words, this rule is very detrimental to Xiaoqiang.
Fifth, the son-in-law comes to propose marriage. Although the father-in-law is very happy that his daughter can get married, he still has to ask how many wives the son-in-law plans to marry in the future besides his own daughters. What if the man says he will only marry your daughter?
Definitely not. Firstly, my father-in-law doesn’t believe you and thinks you are hypocritical. Secondly, even if he does believe you, he will think that you are not confident, promising and incompetent. But it’s not good to say too much. It will appear that you are too carefree and make my father-in-law uneasy.
I leave my daughter to you. Therefore, it is wise to grasp this measure. After all, this is the key point.
…
"Ah... ah... what..." Xiang Xiaoqiang was dizzy after hearing this. After digesting it for a long time, while gaining insights, he tentatively asked Qiu Qiu, "Then... how many words do you think... I should say?"
Qiu Qiu lowered his head and hummed:
"This... you have to... decide for yourself, I don't have any opinion..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"real?"
"Um."
"How many of them have no objection?"
"……Um."
"Five?"
"Um."
"Seven?"
"Um."
"Ten?"
"……Um."
God, how virtuous and sensible women are at this time! Praise Li Guanniao and Praise Feifei!
Xiang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and said:
"Twenty?"
Qiu Qiu raised his head and said:
"you……"
"Okay, okay, fifteen, fifteen head offices, right?"
Qiu Qiu glanced at him secretly, murmured for a long time, and said reluctantly:
"……Um."
Haha, very good, very powerful. Xiao Nizi’s bottom line is at least fifteen, which is twice as many as Wei Xiaobao’s and it’s more tortuous.
But having said that, the asking price is sky-high, and the money will be repaid upon landing. With Xiaoqiang’s success in the future and his protagonist-level character, there should be a lot of room for this number to rise. Xiang Xiaoqiang’s ideal goal is to "return to the world."
Ming "twelve dozen", one dozen is twelve, twelve dozen is one hundred and forty-four (sweating)...
Of course, this is just an ideal number, but in everything, you have to seek the top to get the middle, and seek the middle to get the bottom. Work hard according to the standard of "Twelve Dozens of Hui Ming Dynasty", no matter what, in the end, "Twelve Dozens of Hui Ming Dynasty" will be achieved.
"Chai" will never fail, right?
Ahem, low-key, low-key...
…
"Miss Qiu?"
A low male voice came from the side.
Xiang Xiaoqiang and Qiu Qiu raised their heads at the same time, staring at the two figures in front of them in surprise.
Two soldiers, two navy soldiers. Judging from the tassels on their big-brimmed hats, the white gloves on their hands, the white holsters on their waists and the armbands on their arms, Xiang Xiaoqiang judged that they were military police.
The two naval policemen also looked at them briefly, and one of them asked Qiu Qiu:
"Qiu...captain?"
Qiu Qiu's expression quickly returned to normal from her nymphomaniac state. She glanced at the sergeant rank on their shoulders, then nodded slightly with dignity and replied:
"It's me. What's the matter?"
"Excuse me, can you take a look at your ID first?"
Qiu Qiu felt a little strange. He looked at each other and Xiang Xiaoqiang, then looked at them again, lowered his head and took out a small notebook from his handbag.
The navy military policeman took it, looked at it carefully, and handed it back to her. Then the two of them stood at attention and saluted Qiu Qiu:
"Sir."
Qiu Qiu did not stand up, but he saluted in return:
"Well, what do you want?"
The two military policemen looked at Xiaoqiang hesitantly.
"Oh, oh, you say it, you say it," Xiang Xiaoqiang made a show of asking, "If it's confidential, I won't listen."
Xiang Xiaoqiang, who had just been released from Jin Yiwei, said that he didn't want to get involved with them anymore.
"It didn't say it was confidential," a military policeman said, "It's just that, Chief Qiu, please return to the team immediately."
"Return to the team immediately?" Qiu Qiu glanced at Xiang Xiaoqiang reluctantly, "Why?"
Another military policeman looked around at the guests who were looking this way, and said in a low voice:
"Didn't something happen to the 'Grasshopper' submarine you commanded? Didn't the twelve of you just escape from there..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang and Qiu Qiu were shocked when they heard this: This was a high-level secret. How could he, a small military policeman with the rank of non-commissioned officer, know about it? But the next sentence suddenly made them realize:
"Sir Qiu, agents from the Qing Dynasty across the street came over this morning to carry out large-scale activities. It seems that the target is the twelve of you. Now eight or nine people are missing, so the superiors sent us out to look for you..."
"ah!"
"Depend on!"
Even if a thunderbolt struck them, it would not shock them any more.