The queen is tea-smooth and charming, and she wins the house fight by lying down

Chapter 11: Luxurious Bride Gift
"If you really have the ability to marry the eldest daughter of Yong'an Marquis Mansion, I will be..."

Before Master Xiao finished his sarcastic words, Xiao Yan had already turned his head to the Duke of Weiguo beside him:
"Grandpa, you heard what my father said. Please be a witness. When she enters the house in the future, no matter what happens, no one can bully her."

Duke Weiguo had a vague feeling that this kid was up to something bad, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment. Besides, Miss Yue did have a good reputation, and if he could really snatch her away... ahem, marry her as his grandson's wife, that would not be a loss.

So he nodded: "Yes, I heard it. If you are really capable of marrying her, I will support you."

This sentence made the boy's eyes light up, and even his tone seemed to be more lively: "You said this yourself! Then I'll go first!"

After saying that, he rushed out like a gust of wind.

The Duke and his son who were left behind looked at each other with similar suspicion on their faces: "Is this kid serious?"

Jiang, who was standing by, was about to mention the news she had received today, that there seemed to be something fishy about the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yong'an's background, which would be exposed soon, but she suddenly shut up.

She just suddenly realized that what she had been most afraid of all along was that Xiao Yan would marry a good wife, gain the support of his wife's family, and let his already biased father-in-law ask for the title of Grandson of the Duke of Weiguo for him?
The eldest wife of the Yong'an Marquisate died early, the second wife is incompetent, and the younger generation cannot support the family for the time being, so the family is already on the decline.

In this situation, marrying into the Duke's Mansion is already too high a marriage. If the identity of Miss Yue that Xiao Yan wants to marry is questionable...

Jiang made a decision almost immediately:
Not only should I not stop it, I should strongly support it!
"I think this kid is just ignorant. He would rather marry a playboy than the son of the prime minister? You are dreaming..."

"I think it would be a good thing if this marriage could be accomplished."

Jiang interrupted Master Xiao's "casting" in time:
"The second young master is very picky. He has found countless noble ladies for him before, but he didn't like any of them. This is the first time he has taken the initiative to ask for marriage. Your husband should support him even more."

Master Xiao subconsciously wanted to retort, "I don't support anything," but he received a cold look.

The courage that had just emerged in his heart shrank back in an instant:
"You are right. If he can get married soon, it will be worthy of his mother's spirit in heaven. I won't stop him..."

At this time, Master Xiao, who was pretending to be his father, had no idea how big a hole his unfilial son had dug for himself.

When the truth comes out, I will be so angry that I will be fuming.

At this time, the unfilial son, who had been dedicated to pissing him off to death since birth, had already swaggered into Cuixian Tower a few streets away.

"Wu Chengzhi."

A cold but familiar male voice suddenly sounded from behind. Wu Chengzhi, who was eating melon seeds and listening to music, turned around subconsciously.

When he saw who the person was, his eyes lit up: "Xiao Yan, why are you here? Come and sit down." As he spoke, he reached out and pulled a stool for Xiao Yan.

The servant on the side did not come forward, because he knew very well that in front of the Second Young Master Xiao, his master was always a lackey, and it was not their turn to be served, so he finished the work himself.

As expected, after Wu Chengzhi pulled the stool, he personally took a glass and poured wine for Xiao Yan, with a look of flattery on his face:
"Didn't you say you would stay at home these few days to cultivate your character? Are you here to see me today?"

The attitude is too flattering and it is unbearable to look at.

But this is not Wu Chengzhi's fault. Although they are also playboys, Xiao Yan is better than them. When it comes to cockfighting, running errands, eating, drinking and having fun, he, the Second Young Master Xiao, is second to none and no one dares to claim to be first.

To be honest, for these dandy young men who enjoy the protection of their family, surrounded by servants and with beauties in their arms, they may not necessarily look down on the top scholar or the prince.

On the contrary, someone like Xiao Yan, who is proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun, and has never lost in anything he has played, is really amazing!

It can be said that among the group of dandies in the capital, Xiao Yan is the leader. In addition to the reasons mentioned above, there is another most important one... Second Young Master Xiao is rich and generous!
"You came at the right time. There is a new group of people coming to Piaoxiangyuan recently. It's a good opportunity for us to..."

Xiao Yan raised his hand to block Wu Chengzhi's toast: "I remember that you borrowed a hundred strings of cash from me last time at the gambling house."

Wu Chengzhi's smile froze: "Huh?"

"So, do you have money now?" The young man looked calm, but Wu Chengzhi felt as if he had seen hell.

His face fell instantly: "No, I don't have money. I really don't have money recently. My father was credit card......"

"You don't have to pay it back." Xiao Yan finished his words calmly: "I just need you to do one thing."

"What, what's going on?"

Wu Chengzhi slowly lowered his raised buttocks: "Let me make it clear first, I won't kill anyone or do anything else, but everything else is fine. Otherwise, my father will beat me to death..."

"Yes, I want your father."

As Wu Chengzhi was shocked, Xiao Yan spoke word by word: "I want your father to propose marriage on my behalf."

"Eh?"

Wu Chengzhi's eyes widened, he was really dumbfounded this time.

Wu Chengzhi, a useless playboy in the capital, is not good at studying and has no knowledge of civil or military affairs. But that doesn't stop him from having a good father - the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty!
As Wu Chengzhi was filled with shock and disbelief, Xiao Yan drank slowly, his long eyelashes drooping slightly to hide the dark color surging in his eyes...
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"Miss, outside, outside..."

Yunzhi opened and closed her mouth, but she didn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. However, the expression of excitement and shock on her face remained the same.

Yue Hua had just finished writing the last word and looked at her with a faint smile: "What's going on outside?"

"Outside, the Second Young Master Xiao has sent someone to propose marriage!"

Yunzhi used up almost all of his strength to say this, and his voice was so loud that it hurt his throat.

The smile on Yue Huahua's face finally changed: "What..."

"It's true." Yunzhi, who was finally able to speak, rushed over and danced with excitement:

"You don't know, the betrothal gifts were carried in one after another, like a stream of water. Everyone in the front yard was frightened, and the news spread only then!"

The little girl's face was flushed, but her tone was a little confused: "Miss, this doesn't look like you are joking."

Yue Xianhua didn't say anything, but the ink in her hand dripped onto the paper, leaving a dark blob of ink. She seemed to be still in a trance...
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Also shocked was Wu, who "personally" received the betrothal gift.

He was not shocked by the betrothal gifts that almost filled up the yard, but he couldn't understand why Lord Wu, the Minister of Rites, would act as a matchmaker to help the bastard and dissolute Second Young Master Xiao get married?
The movement of delivering the betrothal gifts in the front yard was so loud that even the old marquis, who had been turning a blind eye, was alarmed.

He already knew that Wu was up to no good and was planning to sell Xiao Xihua to a merchant as a concubine, and his face looked very ugly.

(End of this chapter)