The day after returning to Fengtian, an unexpected person came to the door.

"Haha, Brother Yuan, why don't you know when you return to Fengtian? I have to go to the station to greet you." A hearty laughter came, and Shuai Shuai's delicate face appeared in front of him again.

Yuan Pengfei smiled and greeted him, but he didn't dare to really treat himself as a character. He said politely: "You are polite, you should be visiting Da Zheng, please come in there."

Shuai Zhang didn't be polite to him, and smiled and signaled to walk inside first.

The two have different status today. After meeting President Yuan, he expressed his support for Suzheng's throne. After Yuan became emperor, he was also named Viscount, General Sheng Wu, supervised Fengtian military affairs and inspector.

The inspector is a high-ranking official, but he just changed his name. He supervised Fengtian military affairs, which is equivalent to the commander of the provincial military region. He has no tens of thousands of troops under his command, and no one believes him if he says it.

Yuan Pengfei was so low-key that he almost fell into the dust. He became a guard, and he was not even a little bit different from Lao Zhang.

If the two of them were on par, would Lao Zhang feel comfortable? He wouldn't say anything on his face, but he would have to mutter to him behind his back, maybe when would he throw a pair of shoes on him?

Yuan Pengfei's attitude is not very respectful, but he is definitely very polite. Congratulations on saying thank you for not having any money, so that Marshal Zhang can't find any fault.

But, Zhang Dashuai was not here to talk to him today, nor did he show off his identity to him, demonstrating the life philosophy of Hedong and Hexi in 0 years.

He came with a purpose today, and he asked, "Brother, I heard that I haven't gotten married yet, right?"

Yuan Pengfei raised his eyebrows and thought that this was wrong, so why did he look like a matchmaker's words?

"Master, your information is a bit behind. If you have a second wife, you will still be the first princess. I will call you to see it." He didn't dare to give Master Zhang a chance, so he quickly ordered the servant to call the article.

If Fengtian’s intelligence system doesn’t even understand the matter on his own, it will be a real bargain.

Marshal Zhang had already received the news in advance, and he was not surprised that the article appeared in front of him.

"My sister-in-law is worthy of being a princess. She looks gentle and quiet, and she is enough to be a wife." Zhang Dashuai smiled and held her back, but turned her face but asked with confidence: "But brother, you have never married a wife yet!"

Yuan Pengfei looked at this smiling face, but he didn't dare to make up lies any longer. It's okay to make up lies and deceive ordinary people, but it's not that easy to deceive a warlord leader.

If Lao Zhang really had this idea, he would definitely find a way to investigate. He also had the ability to investigate clearly. If he made up lies, he would offend people and would offend them to death.

He could only give another excuse, "Master, you don't know anything. Although my wife has never married her at a big banquet, it was also a childhood sweetheart who entered the bridal chamber.

But that person came to Guandong with me, and called the same godfather and godmother like me, and was barely considered my godson. It sounds bad if it is spread."

Mr. Zhang nodded suddenly, but the reason was barely reasonable. However, he didn't want to give up so easily.

Yuan Pengfei was really good at leading troops to fight. The bandits in Sanjiangkou were all suppressed, and the thousands of troops in his hands were very elite, and they were a big helper to him in military terms.

What's more, there are more than 20 factories in Fengtian City alone, and a business in Northeast China and East China, with tens of millions of wealth on the surface.

The combined effect of the two cannot be underestimated. Mr. Zhang was determined to tie him to the warship, so how could he let him go easily?

"Xiao Yuan, let me tell you this. I have a daughter, Nian Fang, who is at the age of getting married. My mother and I thought it was the most suitable for you.

He is handsome, maturing, steady, extraordinary ability, and an absolute standout talent. My daughter also likes you very much. I have sent someone to pick you up with my father-in-law and mother-in-law. When someone arrives, I will arrange for you to get married soon.

You are not young anymore, so you should consider the elderly. If you are not a virtuous person, you will be the best. Get married at the beginning of the year and try to hold a fat boy at the end of the year. I am anxious to have a grandson."

Mr. Zhang arranged everything for him without any objection, just needing to enter the bridal chamber, and I will wait for an answer now.

The room was so quiet that it was so panicky that Yuan Pengfei met Lao Zhang's eyes, so panicked.

He was originally called brothers, but now he wants to be his father-in-law. This is not enough brotherly loyalty!

Now, he understood President Yuan’s mood in the face of the Twenty-One Japanese articles. This was not a second choice. If Lao Zhang felt that he had lost face, he might not be able to walk out of Fengtian City in anger.

But he refused tactfully without hurting others. He didn't learn this skill, and Lao Zhang didn't give him a chance. He finished talking all the time in one breath, just waiting for him to confirm whether it was.

After that, he suffered a little grievance and was married to a political marriage. Lao Zhang happily brought a powerful help.

If he doesn't work, then his life will be difficult. He can wear small shoes in front of him and iron shoes in the future, unless he runs south of the Yangtze River.

But at that place, he ran over with a fat pig, wasn’t he slaughtered?

No matter what, he had to struggle. Yuan Pengfei passed by twice in his mind and shirked: "Master, I am all thirty years old. Except for my wife, I have never married many women, and I have all had seven or eight concubines.

Your daughter is a golden branch and a jade leaf. It is so aggrieved to marry me. It is better to choose a young talent. My third brother has never married a martial arts man. He is a talented man who is both literary and martial, and is much better than me. I'll call you now."

"No need, I'll look at you Xiao Yuan. My daughter is just right for you, a young talent, to see!" Zhang Dashuai stared at him with his eyes tightly, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

The ten family rules of the Dashui Mansion were formulated by Zhang Dashui himself. One of them is: the children’s marriage cannot be independent, and they must be the one who takes charge of it.

Not to mention that Yuan Pengfei is older and more women, no matter how many problems he has, it will not be a problem. For the sake of his Jiang Dashang, he is even a fool, so he has to marry.

This made Yuan Pengfei suffer. He enjoyed the treatment of Tang Monk for a while. The female witch had to take the initiative to entice her to sacrifice herself. He was still a little unhappy.

"Master, you are too anxious. This is already the Republic of China, and free love is popular. No matter how you say it, you have to let me meet people, right?"

Mr. Zhang was also a little moved, and Yuan Pengfei simply tried harder for him and promised: "Mr. Marshal, if I really could see him, a coal mine, a power plant, a gold mountain, and a silver mountain as a betrothal gift."

Money is a good thing, and Zhang Dashuai cannot avoid the vulgarity.

"A word is determined, and I will come to my house to meet people tomorrow."
Chapter completed!