When he arrived at the inner hall, he saw the Ming Cult's parents Murong Baiyun and Ouyang Zhu standing in the hall. Murong Baiyun was in his forties and fifties, with a slender figure, thin face, and a handsome middle-aged Confucian scholar. Ouyang Zhu looked in her thirties and was even more beautiful. No wonder such a perfect match was the best beauty in the Ming Cult.

I greeted the two of them, and I met my uncle and aunt.

Ouyang Zhu came over and took my hand and said that you are Qin Sanguan that Aqiu often mentioned. Come here quickly. Mingjiao was standing by, smiling, sitting next to Murong Baiyun, and rubbing Murong Baiyun's back and acting cute. Ouyang Zhu chatted with me and kept asking questions.

How old is this year? Where do you work now? How much does it earn every month? Do you buy a house in Beijing? Do you have a carriage at home? So I wonder where the head of Murong Villa is here. This is simply the aunt of the neighborhood committee. Murong Baiyun didn't say a word, and he talked to Mingjiao for some time.

After chatting for more than half an hour, it was noon. Murong Baiyun arranged a table of meals in the villa. The four of us were all over the table, including sea cucumber, abalone, bird's nest and shark fin. It was estimated that we would have eaten at least ten taels of silver for a meal. Mingjiao didn't eat much and kept picking up food for me, but I seemed a little restrained.

After lunch, we came out together. Mingjiao and I were walking in Jinling City. The day after tomorrow it was Mingjiao’s birthday. I said I would give Mingjiao a birthday gift and asked her what she wanted. Mingjiao said that I had to think about it carefully and I would tell you after I thought about it.

There are still ten days before the martial arts conference, and nothing happened in the past few days. After returning to the office, Jiang Chong called me to play mahjong with Liu Qingfeng. My skills were average and I lost hundreds of documents. I asked Jiang Chong what customs there are in Jinling to propose marriage. Jiang Chong asked me who do you want to propose marriage to? I looked at Liu Qingfeng. It was rare that he was quite strict in this matter, so he said nothing, I just asked.

Jiang Chong took a sip of tea and said, the customs in Jiangnan are simple, such as bride gifts, three golds, etc., there is no need to say that. Here, marrying a wife here proposes marriage to the woman's family, paying attention to the colorful and green ones, and still not moving.

I said in surprise, what should I say?

There are thousands of purples and green, ten thousand purples and ten thousand reds, a total of 155,500, which is equivalent to 150,500 silver taels. As for the fact that there is no movement, it is movable property. It requires a double-wheeled four-wheeled carriage, and real estate is a house. As for the wealthy families in Jiangnan, it is even more precious to marry a wife. Without ten thousand taels of silver, it is impossible to do it.

When I heard this, I hesitated. How could this be a marriage to my daughter? This is simply a robbery. Where did I get so much money?

Liu Qingfeng looked at me gloatingly. I had a way, I don’t know if you want to listen.

I say something and say something, and say something.

Liu Qingfeng said, I have read an article by Yu Hua before, called "Xu Sanguan's Blood Selling Record". Coincidentally, that person is also called Sanguan. He relies on selling blood to make a fortune, win the white and rich beauty, and become CEO.

I said a few hundred taels of silver, brother, can you say something reliable? I am Qin Sanguan, not Tang Sanzang, and not Chen Changsheng. No one wants my blood!

Liu Qingfeng said, if you don’t sell blood, then just rob. It’s harder to marry the Ming Cult to the heavens with your meager salary.

Although the Mingjiao parents did not mention the betrothal gifts during the meal, the first family in the martial arts world married their daughter, and they were the most beautiful woman in the world. The money they had to spend must be like flowing water. No one wanted to be wronged by their own girl, right? I used to think that being with Mingjiao was purely because of love, and having enough water to drink, and having a good life, but when I was faced with the big event of life such as marriage, my belief began to shake.

While chatting, Murong Baiyun came to the escort agency office. I hurriedly saluted Murong Baiyun and let him into the living room. Jiang Chong's mouth was as open as walnuts. He was the number one in the martial arts world in Jiangnan. He was a small figure like a river and lake in the world who could not look up to him on weekdays. He actually came to a small place like the Central Plains escort agency and made tea by himself.

I wonder what the hell is for Uncle Murong to come here?

Murong Baiyun said, it's okay, I passed by you and happened to see the situation on your side. Manager Jiang, I had something to say to these two little brothers... Jiang Chong was not ignorant, so he quickly refused to say goodbye if he had something to do, and Liu Qingfeng and I were left in the room.

Murong Baiyun said, last year, my Qiushui ran away from home and lived in the Central Plains Escort Agency for a while. My daughter is a bit willful and willful on weekdays, thanks to the care of both of them. Liu Qingfeng nodded, yes, she has taken good care of us, and I am not as beaten in my life as last year.

I said, uncle, you are kind to you. We are all colleagues and good friends. What are the words?

Murong Baiyun said, when I was young, I fell in love with a maid from Lingshu Palace. At that time, I ignored my family's opposition and wanted to marry that woman. What is the name of the first family and the future head of the Murong family. I didn't care at all, I just wanted to live with her and live forever. Later...

Liu Qingfeng said, that woman is Mrs. Ouyang.

Murong Baiyun shook his head, as if he remembered some past events. Later, in order to make me change my mind, the family killed the maid.

Liu Qingfeng said, your story is too turning point, so I can't keep up with my thoughts.

But I heard a trace of ominousness in my heart. What was he hinting about this story? Sure enough, Murong Baiyun stared at me, and I was not showing any weakness. Looking back at him, this stalemate for a quarter of an hour. Murong Baiyun smiled, you kid was very stubborn. As he said that, he took out a silver note from his arms.

This is a 10,000 taels of silver bills, you leave Murong Qiushui.

I suddenly felt that the true energy in my body seemed to have been hollowed out, and took a deep breath. Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly.

Liu Qingfeng was also silent, 10,000 taels of silver. If he had never wanted to persuade me to accept it on weekdays, but this time he also looked down.

Qiushui is with you, but our parents disagree. You can accept this 10,000 taels of silver, go back to the capital to buy a house, buy some industries, find a good girl, get married and have children, which is enough.

I was silent for a quarter of an hour, my mind was buzzing, and finally I raised my head, my voice was hoarse, and I asked, why?

Murong Baiyun looked at me and said, "You are just a little escort in the Central Plains Escort Agency. Your martial arts are only six or seven ranks. Your monthly income is less than five taels of silver. How do you rely on to support her? Qiushui is the pearl in our family. She has been accustomed to being arrogant since she was a child. She spends several hundred taels a month on weekdays. When she was a child, she wanted the stars in the sky, and I had to work hard to pick them off. What about you, you can't afford it! Do you want us to marry your daughter to you and live an ordinary life? Young people, I have been young, and I have been obsessed with someone like you, but love is love, and life is life. If I were you, I would take this ten thousand taels of silver to fight, struggle, and earn a dignified life, instead of always thinking about marrying into a wealthy family and living a life that is despised.

I breathed hard, and my mind was in chaos. How could I rely on to support the Ming Cult? Let her be home with me and wander around the world? When the Ming Cult was in the past, Murong Baiyun and his wife looked very kind, but they looked down on me in their hearts. For some reason, my heart began to shake, but when I think of the Ming Cult's every frown and smile, even if it was cold, I immediately understood what I wanted.
Chapter completed!