Huo Shuhan stood up, and Shiqiniang and several cousins ​​also stood up.

Seeing Cheng Mo and the other two reaching the honeysuckle tree near the pavilion, Huo Shuhan greeted him, laughing before he could speak, his pretty face shining brightly in the sun, and said, "Wulang is here."

Cheng Mo smiled and took her hand, walked into the pavilion side by side with her, glanced at the girls present, said, "Do you have guests here?" It was as if she didn't know that she had invited her cousins ​​to come and play.

Huo Shuhan introduced one by one that Cheng Mo and the other three had seen the world and were used to pretending. When they heard the name of Shiqi Niang, they pretended not to discuss the marriage. However, when the girls from the Donglu family heard Zhang Qing's name, they looked at him more, which was quite interesting.

Zhang Qing naturally straightened his spine and his figure was as loose as he was, so they looked at it.

As for Wu Kong, they just ignored it.

Shiqi Niang looked at Zhang Qing and looked at Cheng Mo again, which was quite interesting. In fact, Zhang Qing had a very good look in sword-browed eyebrows and starry moon, but she was not as witchy as Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo felt her comparison intention and was displeased. He didn't show any signs on his face. His peach blossom eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Madam is here to be a guest, so we won't disturb you."

Huo Shuhan guessed that they had already read what they should have read and said, "Okay."

Zhang Qing raised his chin high, looking very disdainful to see Shiqi Niang, and turned around and left with Cheng Mo. The three of them left the pavilion and heard a woman's hum from behind: "That Shi Erlang is nothing more than that."

Much worse than Yongchang Hou.

The voices drifted with the wind, and Cheng Mo shook his head secretly. The girl from the Donglu family really couldn't marry her and had no education at all.

Zhang Qing's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He accelerated his pace and rushed to Cheng Mo's study room ahead.

The three of them sat in the study, and Wu Kong sighed, "It's really unsatisfactory to choose my uncle."

Instead of getting married to such a famous family, it is better to choose a family with a small family. As long as a woman has a good character, she is worse than anything else.

Cheng Mo saw Zhang Qing angrily picking up the herbal tea and pouring it down, saying, "What's so angry? If you want to make up your mind to not get this marriage, can you still tie up your uncle and marry you? Besides, we will help you."

The initiative is in your hands, and it depends on how you do it.

Zhang Qing said: "I will go on a hunger strike when I go back."

Cheng Mo smiled and ordered Changfeng: "Go to the kitchen and say, make more snacks, put them in a box, and take them back for the twelve men."

Wu Kong also smiled. Zhang Qing's face cleared a little.

When Zhang Qing returned to his home, he started to make trouble. He first said that if he got married to the Donglu family, he would go to practice immortality, which scared Duke An Guo so much that he lost his soul. Then he would go on a hunger strike and smash all the food sent to the room.

Duke An Guo started to be a child-like temper and advised his wife: "I don't know what kind of wind he is, it will be fine in two days."

Mrs. An Guogong was worried that she would live like a year. She had been living a day after day. It was two days since the second day. Her son had no intention of having a meal yet. She was anxious and hurriedly sent someone to invite Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo took turns in the palace and could not come.

"How is this good?" Hearing another ping-pong sound in the room, Mrs. An Guo could no longer hold back her tears.

After smashing the food dishes and when the servant packed it out, Zhang Qing took out the snacks sent by Cheng Mo and ate them slowly with tea. It was still the fifth brother who thought carefully. Without these boxes of snacks, how could he be so confident to smash the fragrant food?

After dark, his servant Qingyue quietly left the mansion and came to find Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo did not take the turn in the palace, but just wanted to hang the Duke of An Guo and his wife.

"Is your husband okay?" he asked.

Qingyue held back her laughter and said, "It's okay, I sleep in the room every day, and eat a few snacks when I wake up. He said that the rose cakes in the house are well made and asked me to take some back."

This is here to get some snacks.

Cheng Mo laughed and told the chef to make snacks for Zhang Qing immediately.

Three or four days later, Duke An Guo’s wife quarreled with Duke An Guo every day, saying that if he didn’t change his mind, he would immediately leave. Duke An Guo saw that there was no way, so he had to wait at the palace gate and finally waited for Cheng Mo.

"Nephew, then you will listen to you, please persuade him quickly." Duke An Guo said with a flattering look on his face. While speaking, he handed over an exquisite small box, but he didn't know what treasures contained in the box.

Cheng Mo was not willing to accept it, so he pushed the small box back and said, "My uncle has something to say to the car, and it's inconvenient to speak here."

"Yes, yes." Duke An Guo nodded repeatedly and got on the carriage parked in the distance with Cheng Mo.

"You are so wise, I really have no choice. It's been almost ten days. That ruthless son, who doesn't eat or drink, can't get up in bed." Duke An said, his eyes turned red and his voice choked, saying, "You are his close friend, you can't watch him starve to death. You have to persuade him. It's just a wife, who is married and placed in the house. How many beautiful women he likes and how many concubines he wants to take? Don't you follow him?"

In the view of Duke An Guo, marriage with the Donglu clan is extremely important. In this way, Duke An Guo's mansion walked on two legs, which was both honored by nobles and reputation as a noble family.

If Donglu hadn't looked down on the concubine's son, he wouldn't have forced Zhang Qing like this.

After Duke An Guo was talking, he saw Cheng Mo looking at him with a cold face, and his pair of peach blossom eyes had no expression at all. It would be better to stop his mouth embarrassedly.

Cheng Mo then said, "Uncle, can we see a girl from the Donglu family? She looks so beautiful but has a higher eye than the top, and is not a good match for Shi Erlang."

Duke An Guo's heart was cold and said, "So, are you going to choose a good match?"

Without a thousand-year heritage, how can it be considered a noble family? There are only a few in the capital. After careful investigation, he chose this one, and the other ones are not as good as this one.

Cheng Mo said: "If the Twelve Langs are marquises, the princess will still have it. Why not just rush to their Donglu family? What's the point of being humble like this!"

When a man stands in the world, why should he bend his knees for a woman whose eyes are above the top and cannot be satisfied?

Princess Shanglihou, this is the convention after the founding of the country.

Duke An lit up his eyes, slapped his thighs and said, "Yes, why didn't I expect it?"

If Zhang Qing could be granted the title of marquis, as the Duke of Anguo Mansion, and the extraordinary friendship between Cheng Mo and Liu Xun, it would be impossible for Princess Shang to be so why should I ask for the Donglu family?

Duke An Guo was awakened by Cheng Mo's words and said, "The nephew is right, but after all, he must be strong himself. Hasn't the Twelve Langs been granted a marquis yet?"

It means to ask Cheng Mo to come forward and ask Liu for a ban.

Cheng Mo said: "Uncle, don't worry, I'll find a way to do this."

As long as Cheng Mo was willing to agree, it would be done. Duke An Guo bowed and said, "Thank you."

This marriage was abandoned.

Huo Shuhan learned that, he gave Cheng Mo a blank look and said angrily: "Where are you like this? He didn't say that he would help my cousin tell her that the family is so close, but instead broke up the other person's marriage."
Chapter completed!