Chapter 695

After aunt Jing was injured that time, her health was a little worse. Lord Luo was afraid that she would be in a hurry. He helped her walk quickly and comforted her, "don't worry. I look at the servants in the house as usual. It shouldn't be a big deal."

"How could it not be a big deal? It's not that big a messenger will be in such a hurry, quick! Come on! Come on, go faster. "

Fu Bo came over and saw that they were stunned for a moment. He quickly came forward and said, "Lord Luo and Lady Luo, you two are..."

"Uncle Fu, what's the matter in the mansion?"

Fuber was confused when asked, "what does Mrs. Law mean? I don't understand. "

"Oh," said Aunt Jing, sweating anxiously, "qin'er has just sent someone to send me a message saying that something serious has happened in the house!"

Fubo was a little confused, "no, no."

Seeing that he didn't look like a liar, aunt Jing and Lord Luo were also muddled. They took a look at him and said, "what's the matter?"

"The first lady is in her yard. I'll show you two to ask."

They followed him to Fengqin's yard. Without waiting for Fubo to report, aunt Jing had already yelled, "qiner, qiner!"

The door of the house was opened, and Fengqin came out from inside with a happy look on his face. "Aunt Jing, uncle Luo, che'er is getting married."

Three people in the hospital were stunned at the same time.

Xia Xi also followed out, laughing and shouting.

Aunt Jing came back to herself and got excited. "Really? Are they really getting married? "

"It's true. You and uncle Luo, come in quickly. Let's discuss their marriage."

"Good, good, good."

When they came into the room, Fubo was left alone in the courtyard.

Is the Lord getting married? When did it happen? Why doesn't he know?

There was a laugh in the room. Fauber woke up with a start. He went to the door in three or two steps. He knocked on the door regardless of the rules. Without waiting for a reply, he pushed in. His whole body was shaking with excitement. "Miss, is that true? Is the Lord really going to get married

"It's not true. It's true."

"That, that, that..."

Fubo's beard was up in excitement, incoherent, "I, we, Fu, Fu Li..."

"Let's have the inside and outside cleaned up first."

"Yes."

Fubo turned and walked out. He was so excited that he forgot that the door was closed. He banged against the door and staggered.

"Fauber."

The wind is blowing.

Fubo covered his head and turned back happily. "It's OK. It's OK. I'm just so happy. I'm ok."

Said, open the door, went out, gently closed the door, and then, is the sound of running.

Everyone

This time, Fengche came back very quickly. When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw that people were busy inside and outside, wiping. He was also puzzled that Fubo had trotted up with a grin, "Lord."

"What are you doing?"

"The eldest lady said that you are going to get married. Let me clean the house first."

Feng Che

Nodded, "grant marriage edict has been issued, the sixth day."

Fubo nodded, "I know, sixth day of junior high school, old slave..."

In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly stopped, "junior high school, junior high school sixth?"

"Well, the sixth day of junior high school."

Fubo stammered, "Wang, Wang Ye, it's about the fourth day of junior high school."

Wind Che looked at the sky, not black, "from the fourth day early, in time."

Fauber

……

Static aunt several also fried pot, "this is too hurry, there are two days, also nothing ready."

"Yes, it's a combination of eight characters. I haven't made any of the things I'm going to hire or marry."

"I told the emperor that everything should be simple, only people close to us can have a meal together."

"No way!"

Fengqin firmly opposed, "even ordinary people's marriage is not so simple, let alone our zhanwangfu! It must be done in a big way

"That's what I mean, too."

Aunt Jing echoed, "Prince Zhan's mansion hasn't held a wedding event for many years. Taking advantage of the excitement, she also adds joy to the mansion. What do you say, Xi'er?"

"Me?"

Xia Xi sees Feng Che and says with a smile, "how can Feng Che say and how can I do when I get married?"

"Oh..."

Fengqin came forward and said to her, "you are confused. A woman has such a chance to get married in her life. If you marry so muddleheaded, you will regret it later."

"The elder sister is wrong."

Xia Xi stretched out two fingers, "I'm the second time."

"You..."

I didn't expect that she would say that. The wind gave her a pause, and then I twisted her, "is that what I mean? I mean, if you marry like this, you'll be stabbed in the spine and you won't be able to lift your head. "

"Ouch."

Xia Xi Wu is wringing place, intentionally called a, complain, "brother-in-law, you tube your daughter-in-law, start too hard."

Feng Qin blushed and twisted her again.

Marquis Qin waved his hand. "I can't control it. You'd better ask for more happiness."

Aunt Jing covers her mouth and smiles.

After laughing, aunt Jing said, "I'm in charge of this. I'll do it according to what qin'er said. We'll do it and do it in a big way."

……

Half an hour later, father-in-law Zhang led people to send a lot of things, "Prince Zhan, these are all things that the Emperor gave you. The emperor said that you don't have to go to the palace these days. You can be your relatives in peace."

On his way here, father-in-law Zhang made a lot of noise. It was the Spring Festival. Officials were walking back and forth to pay New Year's greetings. Some people saw it and some people asked about it. Half an hour later, the news of Prince Zhan's marriage spread all over the capital.

For a moment, the capital was boiling, but the palace of an Shangshu was dignified.

"Xiong'er, have you thought about it?"

In an Fu's study, an Shangshu sat on the chair and asked an Xiong who was sitting opposite him.

The emperor decreed that Fengche should return to Beijing. An Shangshu was the first to get the news and told an Xiong that although he thought his son would be promising and glorify his ancestors, no one could guarantee that he would be able to come back completely.

"Son, if you think about it, follow."

In the past six months, an Xiong devoted himself to training in the military camp. He was calm and his pride was gone.

An Shangshu nodded, didn't say anything to stop him. "In that case, you can clean up and bring more silver."

"No, my son is going to war, not to enjoy happiness. He doesn't need money."

"Bring some."

An Shangshu was not at ease and advised.

After a pause, he said, "in case...", speaking of this, he was silent again.

"In case the scene that happened many years ago reappears, you may have the fare to return."

"Dad."

An Xiong looked at him. "Don't worry, that scene many years ago won't appear again. I don't have any money. Now that I'm in the army, I'm just like them."

An Shangshu sighed, "Xiong'er, I don't know if it was good or bad for me to let you into the army at the beginning?"

At that time, there was no war. An Xiong was in charge of the military camp. Naturally, he felt that the scenery was beautiful. But when the world was always peaceful, there would always be war.

At this time, he was very happy that Fengche was well enough to lead the soldiers to fight. Otherwise, his son would have to return his body.

"Master."

The housekeeper reported outside the study, "it's spread in Beijing that Prince Zhan got married on the sixth day."