Chapter 1113 – In This World, I Want 100% (12)
When he heard Feng Jin’s hint, Feng Zhen’s first reaction was to look at the sun outside—
Is today’s sun coming out from the west?
Feng Jin actually wants to become related by marriage with him?
Isn’t this the guy who most disapproves of his style?
Feng Zhen’s heart was a stormy sea, but on the surface, he wore a look of astonishment.
If Feng Jin hadn’t brought it up, he would have nearly forgotten that Feng Yi was turning eleven this year, and discussing marriage was just a matter of these two years. He had been busy with battles, and there were no capable women in the household to discuss potential wives for Feng Yi. Feng Jin’s initiative was something he couldn’t wish for more.
Feng Zhen had no objections to this, and he even thought he could raise both hands and feet in agreement.
Feng Jin came from the Feng family; would anyone doubt the upbringing of the women from the Feng family?
He had also seen Changsheng, that girl—cute, lively, and not lacking in manners. He had thought several times about secretly bringing her home to raise as a daughter.
A father knows his child best. He was very clear that not every child could get along with Feng Yi, let alone be cared for like a younger sister for so long.
With their relationship so good now, when they grew up, they could be like a respectful couple. That was far better than a blind marriage.
Feng Zhen agreed so readily that Feng Jin instead hesitated.
The saying goes, a gentleman’s word is hard to retract. He couldn’t take back what he originally said.
However, he didn’t seal the deal either; he simply said that the two families had a good relationship, and the two children got along well. If they liked each other when they grew up, it would be good for their families to unite. Of course, if the children didn’t match well when they grew up, then each family could marry as they pleased, with no strings attached.
That day, Feng Zhen wore a big smile, as if he had found hundreds of taels of gold.
Upon returning to the mansion, he unintentionally spotted Wan Xiuer in the courtyard, helping the maidservant tidy up the cotton, and his mood improved even more.
Beautiful women are pleasing to the eye, and good moods seemed to bubble over like they were under a magnifying glass.
Yet, Feng Zhen also knew to be discreet; he glanced a couple of times and then went to the main hall, not wanting to intrude.
When Feng Yi returned from school, Feng Zhen pointed out his homework while happily saying, “Today, your father has found you a marriage partner.”
Feng Yi paused his writing and looked at Feng Zhen expressionlessly, before finally asking, “Did you drink again today, Father?”
“Just two cups,” Feng Zhen let it slip, and when he came back to his senses, he said, slightly embarrassed, “Do you think your father is such an irresponsible person? How could I casually arrange your marriage just because of a few drinks? You are already eleven; discussing marriage isn’t too early. The marriage I arranged for you is definitely the best. Once this opportunity is lost, it will be hard to find again, especially among the minister’s daughters under our Lord—there are too few of appropriate age.”
Feng Yi furrowed his brows, contemplating, and cautiously asked.
“Is it Qi Guan Jinghui from Uncle Qi Guan’s family?”
Considering her temperament, family background, and age, the eldest daughter of the Qi Guan family, Qi Guan Jinghui, was the best match.
“Oh, so you like the Qi Guan family?”
Feng Yi said without mercy, “Uncle Qi Guan doesn’t come from a high background, and our family is also in decline. In terms of family background, the gap isn’t that big. As for age, Jinghui is only four years younger than me. When it comes to temperament, she is the only one Uncle Qi Guan can tolerate for father’s wild behaviors, so she must see our family’s worth. If there’s anyone suitable, Jinghui is a strong candidate. So, it’s not Jinghui, is it?”
The Book of Rites says: “Marriage rights are to unite the bonds of two surnames, honoring the ancestral temple above and benefiting future generations below.”
This is a very serious matter; marriage should consider multiple conditions.
Don’t think Feng Yi is just eleven; he considers things beyond just likes and dislikes.
Feng Zhen was left speechless by his son.
“It really isn’t—”
“Then who is it?” Feng Yi asked.
“It’s the little tail that follows you around every day, the darling of the Feng family.” Feng Zhen replied, “Feng Jin and his wife both have remarkable appearances, and that girl, Changsheng, is clever and cute. When she grows up, she will definitely be a beauty. She has a good friendship with you; after marriage…”
“Is there an exchange of tokens?” Feng Yi asked.
“Not yet.”
Feng Yi maintained a cold expression, “Since that’s the case, it’s just a verbal agreement, and it may not hold weight. Although Changsheng is indeed still young, we shouldn’t underestimate her reputation. As for marriage arrangements, we should wait until it’s truly confirmed to discuss further. Talking about it now could damage her reputation.”
Feng Zhen: “…”
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Is he being lectured by his own son?
Feng Yi really didn’t take this matter to heart.
Changsheng is still young; these foolish adults are just fussing for no reason, not knowing what they’re after.
Unknowingly, both Feng Jin and Feng Zhen felt an arrow had struck them in the knee.
Meanwhile, at another location, the young commander Qin Gong was also feeling anxious, his heart racing.
The weather was hot, the mountain path dry, and with several official roads connecting various places, he spent just three short days to arrive at the capital prefecture.
After a round of announcements, he finally received a summons from Jiang Pengji, and met the legendary only female warlord—Liu Xi!
Qin Gong didn’t dare raise his head to look directly; instead, he respectfully took out the pouch Xu Fei had given him.
Wei Ci accepted the pouch and passed it on to Jiang Pengji.
Violently tearing apart the ties, Jiang Pengji pulled out two scrolls of secret letters from inside.
The audience was idly picking at their nails, completely unaware that a stranger had just appeared in the live stream.
Qin Gong’s appearance was naturally impressive; otherwise, he wouldn’t be sought after by so many ladies.
He happened to fit the sunny, vibrant young man type many people liked.
His debut stirred up a thousand waves.
[Fairy Queen’s Scarlet]: I cried out wow, finally a new little brother appeared. He looks so clean and has such a good temperament.
[Moon Witch]: Appearance reflects the heart; his aura is indeed pure, like a little sun, unlike those black-bellied ones—
[Dual Practice Sun]: Has the little brother gotten married? Is he missing a lady? I can use Li Zeyan’s black card to support you!
[One Gay]: Tsk, the one above, I can sell everything to support the little brother, don’t steal my husband!
However, Jiang Pengji didn’t have the mood to deal with those clowns. She frowned as she stared at the two scrolls made of a cinnabar mix, not speaking for a long time.
Qin Gong’s heart sank gradually with her indifference.
After a while, Jiang Pengji set down the two scrolls.
“What’s your name?”
Qin Gong sat up straight and respectfully replied, “I’m Qin Gong, courtesy name Fengjing.”
Jiang Pengji said, “Feng means respect, and Jing too; who gave you this name?”
Qin Gong looked young, likely still below twenty.
“It was named by my late father.”
Jiang Pengji was taken aback for a moment, furrowing her brow as she handed one of the letters to Qin Gong.
“Your Lord wrote two letters, one for me and the other for you. Take a look, and then give me your answer.”
Qin Gong was perplexed, his clear eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement.
Why would the Lord have him deliver letters?
Why not give them directly to him but instead send him to Liu Xi?
Holding the letter, Qin Gong slowly unrolled the bamboo slip.
He read through it word for word, and his face, which had just turned a little red, instantly went as white as paper.
“What, this—”
Qin Gong’s hands trembled, and his lips quivered, unable to speak a word.
