Chapter 87

"Yes." He Lianzheng looked at her, and thought that the woman's face was yellow, her eyebrows drooped, and she was not very ugly. Moreover, he just liked her calm, but in fact everything was arrogant. He could not help thinking more and more happily. He waved his hand, "Ba Biao!"

The eight valiant guards who made the gold colored whip come forward.

"Betrothal gift!"

Each of the eight took out a small yellow cloth bag from his arms and presented it with a treasure and a heavy one.

What rare treasure?

Mrs. Feng was angry again. She was about to trample on these cloth bags, but she received a look of disapproval from Feng Zhiwei. She held back her anger and took a step back.

"The most precious betrothal gift of my family to my woman." He Lianzheng said in a high voice, "just as the eagle can't leave the sky, the sheep can't leave the grassland, and all the warriors of the twelve tribes of huzhuo can't do without it!"

Eight Biao action consistent, Shua opened the yellow cloth.

A pile of fine white powder, shining snow.

Salt.

The yard was full of laughter. Mrs. Feng's eyes widened. Feng knew that she was not laughing or crying. Andaniang shrank behind the water tank and was shaking with laughter: "salt Betrothal gifts and salt... "

However, he Lianzheng raised his head and frowned. He was not surprised by the people's laughter at all. He looked arrogant and said, "the women in the central plains are ignorant!"

"It's really a precious betrothal gift." Fengzhi smiles and nods, "the huzhuo tribe is located in the north of Xinjiang, far away from the coastline. Salt is an indispensable thing for people's livelihood. Without silk and satin, you can wear cattle and sheep's skin, you can eat mutton and milk without chicken, duck and fish, and you can eat mutton and milk without salt. If you don't have salt, the warriors of huzhuo Department won't have the strength to gallop on the battlefield. Son of God, in this way, tell me that I can't Is it a substitute? "

He Lianzheng's eyes brightened and he said with a smile, "I knew you were not a vulgar woman who only saw gold and silver jewelry!"

"I'm so unique." Feng Zhiwei always stood still, looking down at he Lianzheng, "then when it's your turn to be a princess, what betrothal gifts should you use to express her uniqueness and precious?"

He Lianzheng thought seriously for a while and answered, "Salt Bowl!"

What a salt King

Feng Zhiwei looks at a bowl of salt and marries a woman from all over the world, and instantly feels that huzhuo Wang Ting is really saving money

She looked with a faint smile in her eyes. From the angle that he Lianzheng looked up slightly, she was looking into her eyes. The smile was a little shallow, helpless and melancholy. It was like countless small sparks flashing in the sky of the dark blue night filled with mist. It was remote, ethereal, beautiful and unpredictable.

Such eyes, coupled with the open and open look between the eyebrows, trance between the face is not yellow, eyebrows are not drooping, between a smile, there is a dignified and romantic attitude, such as the clouds flying in the sky, silent cover, bathed under the people, feel high, feel far, but also feel gentle.

He Lianzheng didn't like looking up at anyone. Somehow, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this posture at the moment. It seemed that she was leaning over and standing like that, and he was born to look up in the corridor.

In a faint trance, I suddenly heard the woman from the head, smiling and smiling: "when I heard that the grassland man asked to marry a woman, I would show my force and show my Eagle like majesty and courage. Would you like to show your grace in front of me?"

When he Lianzheng heard the words of the concubine's body, he Shua thought of the beautiful tent, the bright red candle, the bride with the corolla on her head, and her skin like blood clotting At once, he said, "yes! Only a successful man deserves to marry the best woman

"That's good." Feng Zhiwei's "weak and delicate" tactfully sat down and said, "I don't know martial arts, and I can't really let you fight with the guards of Autumn House. I have a very close maid, and I've always admired the elegant demeanor of grassland eagles. Would you mind giving me some advice?"

"Your intimate servant girl?" He Lianzheng laughed, "I don't fight with women, but since it's your 'intimate' servant girl, I don't mind conquering her for your enjoyment."

He will be close to the body and conquer the two words, bite very heavy, Feng Zhiwei interesting looking at him, waved, said: "clothes, someone wants to conquer you.".

Gorgeous blue sky water, gorgeous beautiful soft silk veil, gorgeous Li spit out half a small walnut and so on. Gu maid, who was already very impatient, came forward slowly.

Young master Gu is gorgeous and elegant, and his clothes are fashionable. In addition to being a little too tall, it is a small defect. In fact, he has a certain charm. In the eyes of the people in the Central Plains, he thinks that the woman is too tall and the pace is too loose. In the eyes of he Lianzheng and Ba Biao, his eyes are bright.

"The Central Plains women also have such a tall stature!" He Lianzheng turned back and said with a smile, "higher than my sister Wang."

"Princess Jessie is the most beautiful Nightingale on the grassland. No one can match it." "But this woman looks good too," said a man with indigo on his face

"Is sanfalcon in love with her?" He Lianzheng laughed, "then you go. If you win, I will reward you with clothes."

"Thank you The strong man named sanfalcon, with great interest, took off his coat and showed his strong tendons. He Lianzheng also chased after him and told him, "be gentle, don't hurt the beautiful girl.""It's OK." Three falcons wave his whip carelessly, "I will love my wife."

Feng Zhiwei peeled the walnut slowly, listening to the several people talking to themselves, he said leisurely: "son of the world, we people in the Central Plains speak more implicitly. You know, although it is a point, it can be regarded as a martial arts contest. There is always a win or loss in this contest. Do we want to win a lottery?"

"Colorful head?" He Lianzheng opened his eyes in disbelief, "do you think you still have a chance to win?"

"It's always fun to have a good head." Feng Zhiwei carefully peeled off the skin on the walnut, "since you are absolutely sure of the victory, you will give my clothes a compliment without asking my opinion. Don't you dare to be a colorful one?"

"Yours is mine, and your servant girl is also mine." He Lianzheng squinted, "what opinions do you need to ask? Well, if you want to gamble and lose yourself, don't blame me. "

"Take the gamble and admit defeat." Feng know smile chant, "who will pay, from then on down climb out of the capital."

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