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428. Jiang Ziya's wedding

Song Yiren beside him was frightened. What kind of friends did his brother Jiang Ziya know? He would kill the king, kill the prince, and burn the palace if he had a disagreement.

If it weren't for the fact that the former brother Jiang Ziya was standing in front of him, Song Yiren would have probably fainted.

Jiang Ziya also noticed this and hurriedly comforted him: "Brother Yes, my junior brother has been practicing in the mountains. He doesn't understand the worldly rules and speaks a little more indulgently. Don't take it to heart. In fact, his heart is still very kind."

Shen Gongbao - Kindness, Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao with a strange look. The word kindness is mocking the kindness on Shen Gongbao.

Clinker, Shen Gongbao, who was passionate just now, said with a loyal smile: "I am kind."

Well, Chu Feng once again saw Shen Gongbao's lower limit. This is a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, and a person who is separated from low-level interests.

"He is kind?"

Song Yiren was suspicious and uncertain, and quickly slapped Shen Gongbao in the face.

"I'm kind"

Shen Gongbao popped out a word in one mouthful, as if he was biting something.

Song Yiren, a ruthless man who made his slaves rich, frightened his neck.

...

The next day, Jiang Ziya's home, three thatched huts thatched huts were about to fall, and a yard with a fence.

Chu Feng and Jiang Ziya sat on the ground regardless of the dust on the ground, playing chess, and looked focused.

Shen Gongbao watched the battle with his hands behind his back.

A man who responded to the disaster, two old enemies, actually got along so harmoniously. Yuanshi Tianzun from Yuxu Palace must be very surprised to see it.

"Ziya, I didn't expect your chess skills to be so good!"

Chu Feng said with a smile.

"After I went to Yuxu Palace, for some reason, my master kept not letting me study immortal techniques, but only let me learn military books and strategies for governing the country. When I was free, I studied chess games. After decades, I had some experience."

Jiang Ziya said modestly.

At this time, the fence in the middle of the fence was pushed open, and several short and strong young people walked in, each of them carrying things.

An old man followed behind him, Jiang Ziya's sworn brother Song Yiren.

"Brother Yes, are you?"

Jiang Ziya quickly stood up from the ground and greeted her.

Song Yiren smiled and said, "Ziya, these are the mountain goods and daily necessities I have prepared for you, enough for you to spend a month. By the way, I almost forgot that some of them are betrothal gifts."

Chu Feng knew the betrothal gift in his heart, and the next Miss Ma was about to appear.

"Slowly, brother-in-law, what did you say, the betrothal gift? When will I get married?"

Jiang Ziya was shocked. He, a boy who has been with the Tao for more than 70 years, never thought of getting married and having children.

Song Yiren frowned, took out his brother's airs and scolded Jiang Ziya.

"Ziya, it's not my brother who is my brother who said you. We grew up together. You were so confused that you went up the mountain to learn Taoism. Now, I have eight or nine great-grandchildren. You are still alone. How can you be worthy of your parents in the Nine Springs after you die? Today, you must listen to my brother."

Jiang Ziya was not good at Fu Ni who cared about his righteous brother, so he turned his attention to Chu Feng and Shen Gongbao, hoping that these two people who had a good time would help persuade him.

Shen Gongbao wanted his cheap senior brother to make a fool of himself, and added fuel to the fire: "Senior Brother, your righteous brother has kindness, don't refuse, so as not to hurt your brother's affection. What your righteous brother said is right. You have not left behind your descendants yet. Don't look at my young junior brother, I have already left a descendant at the foot of the mountain. Senior brother, if you don't ask questions, are you still going to be with me?"

"So you are not?" Jiang Ziya made a surprised expression, as if the one in question was Shen Gongbao.

This made Shen Gongbao, who wanted to see Jiang Ziya joke, feel a sluggish expression.

"We monks, we have spent our entire life to pursue the footsteps of the way of heaven. It doesn't matter what we don't do!"

Chu Feng interrupted the conversation between the two of them with a little shame.

Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao turned his head and looked at Chu Feng with suspicious eyes.

"Master, are you too?"

"Shen Gongbao, do you want to die?"

Chu Feng secretly transmitted a sound, and his voice was measured.

Shen Gongbao immediately shut up. With his cultivation level, he started to use his hands, which was not enough for Chu Feng to slap him.

On this side, Song Yiren persuaded again: "Ziya, you are over 70 years old this year, and it is impossible to pass on your family line. I marry you because I want you to find a companion. There are people taking care of you on weekdays. I have a cousin from afar, who is only eight years old, and it is just right for you."

Jiang Ziya frowned and said, "Your cousin is only forty-eight years old. I am over seventy years old. If it is spread, it is only a joke."

Song Yiren shook his head.

"Not forty-eight years old, but sixty-eight years old."

When Jiang Ziya heard that she was a 68-year-old woman, she breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"If you just be your company, you will have the righteous brother to make the decision!"

Seeing Jiang Ziya agreeing, Song Yiren was overjoyed and turned around and walked outside.

"Ziya, wait for good news for my brother."

Song Yiren and several young people walked away, Chu Feng bowed and said, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Jiang, you are going to be the groom."

"Congratulations to senior brother, I want to be a son"

Shen Gongbao had a teasing expression on his face.

Suddenly, a strong wind came. Shen Gongbao, who had no idea who took action, screamed and flew into the sky, getting smaller and smaller, and disappeared after a few breaths.

"Everything said, it doesn't matter whether you are in the same place or not."

On the one hand, Chu Feng patted the dust on his hands and walked out of the yard, with his back a little desolate.

"Brother Taoist's words are very consistent with my heart."

Jiang Ziya nodded deeply in agreement.

...

Three days later, an old man named Jiang Shang got married (Jiang Ziya was wanted and can't be used for the time being). The person he got was a famous local area who was difficult to get married and was settled, and Miss Ma.

Miss Ma is only 68 years old, she is born with beautiful appearance (fifty years ago), skin is better than snow (fifty years ago), tall (fifty years ago), waist is as simple as silk (fifty years ago), and gentle temperament (that's what Song Yiren said).

In the yard of Lao Jiang's house, there were incense tables, and the villagers were standing full of people, carrying big red flowers on their bodies, and Jiang Ziya, who was wearing groom's uniform, had a stiff expression.

If Chu Feng hadn't suggested it repeatedly, he wouldn't have worn such shameful clothes, and was watched and married like a monkey.

"Worship in heaven and earth"

Shen Gongbao, who was bandaged, had a hoarse voice. Three days ago, he was slapped by Chu Feng, which was terrible. There was no good piece of meat on his body. When Chu Feng found it, his soul was almost destroyed.

"Bride, groom, worship!"

The onlookers had never seen such a novel way of getting married and urged them one after another.

Jiang Ziya bowed to the Xiang table with a dark face, and Miss Ma bowed to the Xiang table at the same time.

"Two worships the high hall"

Shen Gongbao's voice increased a little.

Jiang Ziya and Miss Ma turned around and bowed to Chu Feng and Song Yiren sitting in front of the hut.
Chapter completed!
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