Chapter 357

Ouyang Shaochen corners of the mouth bend up to wipe beautiful radian, gently pinched pinches her bright small face: originally stupid, still don't admit! Half a year has passed since the girl was 14 years old. In another half a year, she will get married with her hairpin

Vaguely, Murong Xue heard the chirping of birds, the sound of walking and talking. She gently picked her eyebrows. It was already light

Suddenly, a hand reached over, touched her hair with great interest, pinched her small face, light ink bamboo fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, Murong Xue's small face was slightly gloomy, suddenly reached out to push the person in front of her, did not want to, the person in front of her lay still, but she went straight back, plopped, fell on the hard ground, fell dizzy, tinnitus, eyes of Venus ...

"Why are you in such a hurry to get up at the dawn of the day?" Ouyang Shaochen slowly sat up, snow colored clothes reflected his hair like ink brocade, unspeakable noble, Tsinghua.

Looking at Murong Xue's dishevelled clothes and disordered hair, a faint smile flashed through his Obsidian eyes

Murong snow slowly stood up and glared at Ouyang Shaochen: which of his eyes saw her anxious to get up and stay? She's trying to push him away

"It's still early. Go to sleep." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, grasping Murong Snow's wrist and pulling her back to the bed.

"I'm not sleepy, I don't sleep. I want to sleep. You can sleep by yourself." Murong Xue said without good breath, holding Ouyang Shaochen's fingers and breaking them open one by one

Looking at her angry face, Ouyang Shaochen's Mo eyebrow picked out: "you exert again, the wound on the shoulder will crack."

"Don't lie to me. My wound is scabby. In a few hours, it will recover as before..." Murong Xue disdained to snort and continued to break his hand

"Prince, please send me the invitation from Wu'an Marquis's house!" Xun Feng suddenly appeared out of the window with a gorgeous invitation in his hand.

Murong snow action suddenly a meal, cold eyes slightly narrowed up, Wu'an Hou Fu's invitation: "what have been written?"

"Song Tianwen, marquis Wu'an, wants to select a child among his people as his successor. He will send out invitation cards and ask his colleagues to witness it." Xun Feng's low return.

Murong Xue's mouth is slightly crooked. Yesterday, Murong Jian sent people to ridicule song Tian for asking that he was a eunuch. Today, he publicly selected successors. The speed is really fast enough: "what is his requirement for the children he chooses?"

"He wants children under four years old, smart and strong..." Xun Feng replied in a deep voice.

Murong Xue's mouth curved with a beautiful radian: almost all children under the age of four do not remember anything. Song Tianwen chose such a child as his successor. It was very kind of him

"Do you know when he will start to choose?"

"It's time today (9:00 a.m. to 11:00 a.m.), all the people who want to adopt their children will arrive at the song mansion with their children before that time for song Tianwen to choose from." Xun Feng answered softly.

Murong Xue nodded. Although Wu'an Marquis was a second-class Marquis, he was also a Marquis of chaotang. Many people yearned for it!

She turned her head and looked at Ouyang Shaochen with twinkling eyes: "son of heaven, let's go to the song mansion to have a look at the excitement."

Xiaoyao palace is a palace of high quality. If there is a happy event in the house of the Minister of civil and military affairs in the capital, he will post to the Xiaoyao palace to show respect. If the master of the mansion goes to the banquet, they will feel honored. If the master of the palace does not go, they will not complain

"Do you think there is something lively to see in Wu'an Marquis's house?" Ouyang Shaochen picks eyebrows and looks at Murong snow.

"Nine out of ten there will be." Murong Xue's eyes are dim: Song Tianwen is the successor of the election. As his own brother, song Qian wants his son to inherit the throne

"Song Tianwen is a smart man, and Wu'an Marquis house is under his control. It is not very likely that Wu'an marquis will be busy..." Ouyang Shaochen says lightly, a pair of interest is short of appearance.

Murong Xue's Willow eyebrow picked a pick and said leisurely, "let's have a look from a distance. If there is no excitement, we will come back immediately..."

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment and said, "the Marquis of Wu'an is a little far away from here. It's a waste of time to come and go..."

"But it's OK for you to stay in the Luoxue Pavilion Let's go, let's take a walk... " Murong Snow says low, turn over to get out of bed, grasp the arm of Ouyang Shaochen, pull out forcefully.

Looking at the twinkling eyes of her eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a clear smile at the bottom of her eyes and nodded reluctantly: "OK, I'll accompany you to go to Wu'an Marquis house."

At that time, Murong Xue came to the gate of Wu'an Marquis's house, handed over the post, and stepped into the house. The house was full of bodyguards, keeping the whole Marquis house airtight.

The door of the ancestral hall was wide open. Song Tianwen stood in the ancestral hall, put three sticks of incense on the memorial tablet of his ancestors, and slowly came out. Standing on the high steps, he looked down at the couple standing in front of the ancestral hall, and the child in their arms, one year old, two-year-old, three-year-old and four-year-old in their arms.

"Song Tianwen, an unfilial descendant of song Tianwen, has suffered a disaster and can't have any more children. Now he plans to adopt a child from his people. When you come here, you are willing to adopt a child. As long as I choose a child, he will be my son. His name will be written in the genealogy immediately and written under my name. From now on, I will never have another child with my parents Would you like to have something to do with itThe people of the clan looked at each other and nodded gently: "naturally willing."

The child is their own, and they are not willing to let him regard others as their father. However, Wu'an marquis is is rich and noble, and Wu'an Hou is also a very good official position. If the child becomes Wu'an Hou, he will be the courtier of the superior, which is much better than following them to suffer and suffer and be a civilian.

"As you can attest, you must not go back on your word in the future." Song Tianwen said in a low voice and glanced at the left rear. There were ten courtiers in official uniform and dignified faces.

"Don't go back on it, never do it." The people of the tribe jumped their eyelids, laughed and promised.

"That's good. I'm going to choose children now. Please hold your children well." Song Tianwen said faintly, and slowly walked down the platform to the clansmen

Mu Rongxue smiles, threatens, intimidates and suppresses by officials. Song Tianwen's means are also clever. After all, people have selfish intentions. If the children grow up and have the ability to find them, will his parents come to look for them, will he not have nothing to do with his efforts over the years

Before choosing a child, song Tianwen explained the interests one by one, so that the people of the clan could take care of it. No matter how good the child is, at least in his lifetime, the child's biological parents will not disturb him

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