grandfather married

Chapter 396
At the beginning of the new dynasty, the empress acted swiftly and resolutely, and invited high-ranking officials and nobles above the second rank in the capital from the Yanshan Army, and threw the smuggled books of Ningbo Mansion in front of them.

After these dignitaries saw the ledger, some of them suppressed other petty thoughts.They all knew that this was Ji Fushou's last warning to them. She knew about the smuggling. Now that the new dynasty had been established, she could let go of the past. As for what to do, she believed that these people knew all about it.

It's a pity that Ji Fushou's idea of ​​establishing a new dynasty smoothly could not be realized after all.

More than two months later, Ji Sibo led Wu Xiang's army, broke down doors and ransacked homes in the capital, many people were added to the sky prison, and many people were exiled in southern Xinjiang.

Ji Sibo has been busy for more than three months, and the evil spirit in his whole body has become more and more intense.

He asked Ji Fushou puzzledly, "Auntie, these people don't want to be high-ranking officials and earn a lot of money, why do they always think about it?"

Ji Fushou's expression was flat, "Because they don't want to be stepped on by a woman."

Regarding this point, Ji Sibo shrugged, anyway, he was taught by his aunt, and he didn't feel ashamed that his aunt was above him.

There were a large number of missing dignitaries in the capital, and the scene that many people expected that the new dynasty would collapse suddenly did not appear. Ji Sibo led his people out of the last family of dignitaries, stretched himself, "Finally, we can rest."

The lieutenant general of the Wu Xiang Army who was following him smiled, "General, our general has already returned to the capital."

Ji Sibo's eyes lit up, "Song'er returned to the capital?" He looked at him dissatisfied, "You just told me now! You take the things back to the treasury, and I'll go to Xiao's house!"

Without waiting for the lieutenant to speak, he stepped on the horse and walked away.

The deputy general looked at his back as he went away, and touched his nose, "General, you can't enter Xiao's house right now, if you had told you that our commander-in-chief is back, how would you discuss the wedding date?"

Just as the lieutenant general said, Ji Sibo rushed to Xiao's house and got a rejection.

Ji Sibo hadn't seen Xiao Fansong for more than a year. The young man had an affair, and he didn't think much about it when he was busy. Now that he learned that Xiao Fansong had returned to the capital, he refused to open the door for him. His heart felt aggrieved He rushed forward, and wanted to see him if he wasn't allowed to see him. As soon as his brain became hot, this fool jumped over the wall.

Uncle Lian, who just closed the door and refused Ji Sibo's entry and was walking back, looked at Ji Sibo who suddenly fell in front of him from the sky: "..."

Ji Sibo: "..." He seems to have turned over the wrong wall.

Uncle Lian was angry and funny, and in the end he pushed Ji Sibo out of the door even though he pushed and leaned on him. Uncle Lian was afraid that he would climb over the wall again, so he dispatched the Wu Xiang army to surround Xiao's mansion, unless Ji Sibo had a place to stay or someone like Dou Body skills, otherwise you won't be able to hide from Wu Xiangjun's eyes.

Uncle Lian went to Xiao Fansong's yard, and when he talked about this with her, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Sibo still wants to climb over the wall to see you. We have an engagement date, so we can't meet before we get married."

Xiao Fansong was embroidering a wedding dress at this time, he was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at Uncle Lian, "Sibo is here?"

Uncle Lian looked at the wedding dress in her hand with emotion on his face, "Well, I drove him away. There are still ten days until the wedding day, and you can see each other every day in the future, so there is no rush right now."

Xiao Fansong's face became hot, and he shouted in embarrassment, "Uncle Lian!"

Uncle Lian quickly raised his hand, "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore. You embroider your wedding dress, and Uncle Lian will go and count the dowry for you."

Ji Sibo returned home full of depression, his unhappiness was written all over his face, Zhou asked with concern, "Sibo, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Sibo was sullen, "Song'er has returned to the capital, and Uncle Lian refuses to let me see her. I'm her serious fiancé-in-law, so there's no way I can beat a mandarin duck."

Zhou and Ji Hongzhuo looked at each other, they all smiled, and Ji Qiongzhi also smiled and explained to him, "Brother, father and mother have already arranged a date for you to get married with Uncle Lian, so naturally Uncle Lian won't let you see Songer."

Ji Sibo was taken aback for a moment, then jumped three feet high, and shouted, "The date of marriage has been fixed? When? Why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing that he was suddenly frizzy, Ji Hongzhuo said angrily, "Aren't you still doing things for your aunt? How can you delay the business due to personal matters?"

Ji Sibo froze, "Father, do you still want to hug your grandson?"

Ji Hongzhuo snorted, "I'm just waiting for you to give birth to a son like you. You can taste the anger I've been angry with for more than ten years."

Ji Sibo: "..."

The mother and daughter Zhou and Ji Qiongzhi laughed so hard that they burst into tears. They finally stopped laughing, and Zhou said, "Your father went to the palace to ask your aunt, and he knows that your official duties can be done in at most two days. Only then did you choose a date ten days later to get married."

Ji Sibo "hissed" several times, "Ten days later!!"

He suddenly felt restless, and pulled his clothes, "Where is my wedding dress? Oh, I have to find out who has a good literary talent, so I can handle it when I come to welcome the bride. Ah, and Also, has my yard been rearranged?"

Ji Qiongzhi sighed, and whispered to her parents, "It's the first time I've seen brother like this. It seems that someone will be able to cure brother in the future."

Ji Hongzhuo felt very satisfied, "When my daughter-in-law comes in, she will take care of her, so Sibo won't be out of tune."

Ji Sibo never felt that ten days would be as uncomfortable as years. Finally, when the day came, he put on his wedding clothes refreshed and rode on a tall horse, with Chi Jiashi and Chu Lingjun on his left and right. Wu accompanied him to welcome the bride, behind him were Ji Cheng and other clansmen, beating gongs and drums, and the whole journey was very lively, which also diluted the chilling atmosphere in the capital for more than three months.

A group of people came to the gate of Xiao's house, Ji Sibo and others got off their horses, Ji Sibo waved his hand, and hundreds of strong and strong men shouted together: "Come to welcome the bride, open the door!"

Deafening!
The corner doors and side doors of nearby houses were all open, and many servants crowded together to watch the excitement.

When the door of Xiao's house was opened from the inside, Ji Sibo subconsciously straightened his body. As a result, including him, all the people who greeted the relatives were stunned and stared at the heavily armed Wu Xiangjun behind the door.

With a smile on his face, Uncle Lian stretched out his hand to signal, "If you want to welcome a bride, you have to pass three tests. For the first test, you can do it for ten times. Officer groom, please!"

Chu Lingjun, a literati, secretly swallowed his throat, and Chi Jiashi patted Ji Sibo's shoulder sympathetically, "Brother, you can do it, go ahead."

After speaking, he pushed Ji Sibo.

The corner of Ji Sibo's mouth twitched as he looked at the ten Wu Xiangjun in armor. He was very familiar with the faces of these people. They were all elite Wu Xiangjun, and they had been together for half a year. His gaze was intense.

"On the big day, wouldn't it be good to use a knife and a gun?" When my uncle came to marry my aunt, he wasn't so tricky.

Uncle Lian raised his eyebrows, "Song Er is the commander-in-chief of the Wu Xiang Army. I don't care about other people getting married, but Song Er has to follow the rules of the Wu Xiang Army when she gets married. If you can't pass the three tests, how can the Wu Xiang Army trust her? you?"

Ji Sibo moved his hands and feet, with a look of certainty on his face, "Success, it's getting late, come on!"

Ji Sibo went up to meet him, and Ji Cheng and the others shouted loudly, waving the flag and cheering for him.

After a cup of tea, Ji Sibo bowed his hands to the ten Wu Xiangjun lying on the ground, "Accepted."

Uncle Lian was not surprised and clapped his hands, "The second level."

The number of people in the second round was doubled, and it took Ji Sibo a quarter of an hour this time.

At the third level, Ji Sibo looked at the battle formation composed of 20 people, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, "Uncle Lian, it's not good to use my Ji family's battle formation to embarrass me?"

Uncle Lian smiled, "The Holy Majesty said that this battle formation will be a battle formation in the army in the future. If that is the case, my Wuxiang army can naturally use it."

Ji Sibo glanced back at Chu Lingjun and Chi Jiashi, his eyes were full of resentment, while the two looked like they were enjoying the show and urged him.

Ji Sibo twisted his neck, and muttered, "Well, when my daughter gets married in the future, she will not only have to put on a martial arts battle, but also a literary battle. All of them must be performed by the groom himself. She has to do six tests. If she can't pass, let that bastard do it by herself." go home."

This time, it took Ji Sibo two quarters of an hour to walk out of the battle formation, his forehead was sweating, he looked at Uncle Lian, and asked, "Uncle Lian, can I pick up Song Er now?" Yet?"

Uncle Lian smiled meaningfully, and Ji Sibo was terrified when he saw it. At this moment, the drum suddenly sounded.

"dong dong dong"

All the noise disappeared in the deafening drumbeat.

Everyone watched Wu Xiang's army beating two big drums, and then Xiao Fansong's uncles also wore armor and walked up to Ji Sibo holding a spiritual tablet in their hands.

Uncle Lian looked at the spirit tablet with emotion, "Sibo, your force is strong enough to protect Song'er, but we still don't feel relieved. Today, in front of our Wu Xiang army, in front of the general's spirit seat, let us rest assured that Song'er I entrust it to you."

Ji Sibo silently looked at General Xiao's spirit seat, lifted his robe, knelt down on his knees, with a very serious expression on his face: "Master Taishan, in this life, I will hold Song'er's hand, grow old together, never leave, if you break the oath , the heaven and the earth cannot tolerate it, and both humans and gods will be punished!"

Uncle Lian yelled, "Okay! There are 20 soldiers in my Wuxiang Army, and I remember your words! Come on, open the second door, and welcome the bride!"

When Ji Sibo took Xiao Fansong's hand, he tightened it tightly, causing Xiao Fansong under the red hood to look sideways at him.

A big smile appeared on Ji Sibo's face, and suddenly his five fingers spread apart, and the fingers of both hands were interlaced, closely connected, just like their life, lingering in love.

Six years later, Ji Sibo came back from the palace and asked his mother, "Where are Song'er and the little brat?"

Mrs. Zhou gave him a blank look, "That's my grandson, what a little bastard. Song'er took him to pack up and salute today, and set off for southern Xinjiang."

Ji Sibo froze, "Going to southern Xinjiang? Why did they go to southern Xinjiang? Why didn't Songer tell me?"

Zhou looked at him suspiciously, "Song'er said you know? Song'er said that Xiaobao is not young, and she wants to take Xiaobao to practice martial arts, and let Xiaobao go to the Wuxiang Army to learn and nurture."

Ji Sibo tried hard to recall, and suddenly remembered that he made a lot of trouble with Xiao Fansong a few days ago, and when he made the noise, Xiao Fansong said he would let him stay alone, he thought it was a joke, now...
His wife actually ran away from home with her son?This is worth it!He doesn't want to sleep alone with the quilt in his arms!

Looking at his mother's eyes, Ji Sibo could only say heartbroken, "Oh, I remembered, Song'er did say it."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and walked out. Mrs. Zhou hurriedly called out, "Where are you going?"

Ji Sibo replied from a distance, "I'll go to the palace and tell my aunt that I'm going to Nanjiang too. That little brat is too naughty, I'm afraid he'll tire Song'er, so I'll teach the little brat how to practice martial arts myself."

Ji*little bastard*bao: ".??"

　Ji*little bastard*bao: Am I not worthy of having a name?

　　Also, Dad, you dumped the blame on a five-year-old child, wouldn't your conscience hurt?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)