Jiujiu, "...It's the girl who came to pick me up when I went, and I personally sent me off when I left. She is the Princess Chang'an. What do you think of her?"

Zheng Wei'an carefully recalled the appearance of Mo Zhiyuan who was standing beside Jiujiu just now.

It seemed that Miss Mo smiled very well and looked very gentle. Although she was just a quick glance, she gave him the feeling that no other girls did.

Zheng Wei'an gave Jiujiu an answer, "I think she is very good, what's wrong?"

Zheng Wei'an is a straightforward person. If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it.

He said he thought it was good, so naturally he meant it was good.

"A few days ago, I heard from my mother that you are at the age of getting married. She told me that there are so many girls in the capital, and she fell in love with Miss Mo from the Mo family, saying that if you can marry Miss Mo as your wife, she would wake up in a dream. If you like me, I will tell my mother and let her come to propose marriage for you."

Although men can have three wives and four concubines, because General Zheng loved Princess Changping throughout his life, he set a rule that the men of their Zheng family can only marry one person and not take concubines.

Therefore, although Zheng Wei'an is not young, he really knows nothing about men and women.

At this moment, when Jiujiu heard that his mother wanted to come to Miss Mo to propose marriage for him, her face instantly turned red, and even her ears were red.

Because of Jiujiu's on-demand broadcast, Zheng Wei'an couldn't look at Mo Zhiyuan with a normal mind. He carefully recalled Mo Zhiyuan's quiet and beautiful appearance, and then thought of the rough appearance of a big man who could only dance with guns and swords. Thinking that the little girls now like those scholars who can recite poems and express their propositions, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Miss Mo is so nice, I think she doesn't like a rough person like me."

Jiujiu, "What if he could like?"

Seeing his elder brother's love affair, Jiujiu took a sip of water, "I made an appointment with Miss Mo to meet in three days. If the elder brother is interested, you can ask Miss Mo in person. If neither of you have any objections, just exchange the token and ask your mother to propose marriage. What do you think?"

Exchange tokens to propose marriage can be said to be the most popular free love model here.

Zheng Wei'an had a very good impression of Mo Zhiyuan. After hearing Jiujiu's proposal, he nodded in agreement for a moment.

Seeing Zheng Wei'an agreeing, Jiujiu smiled and said, "Brother, since you are going to meet Miss Mo in three days, then you should not go to the martial arts court in the next few days. Find someone to make you a dress and then carefully clean up your face. Although you are so beautiful, you always make yourself look like a martial arts man. Who would like you like this?"

Thinking of Mo Zhiyuan's literary appearance and then his rough appearance, Zheng Wei'an nodded with consent and said, "I understand,"

Just then the food came, Jiujiu said differently to Zheng Wei'an and buried her head in the meal.

After dinner, Jiujiu went directly to find Princess Changping.

Jiujiu said that his mother was watching the girl for Zheng Wei'anxiang. It was really not fake.

And as Jiujiu said, Princess Changping liked Mo Zhiyuan the most. However, Mo Zhiyuan's origin and Mo Zhiyuan was too good. She was worried that Mo Zhiyuan would not look down on Zheng Wei'an, a rough man who likes to dance guns and swords, so she immediately eliminated Mo Zhiyuan.

Jiujiu looked at the portrait of the girl in her mother's room and smiled and leaned over, "Mom, do you really want to marry your elder brother?"

"Yes." Princess Cheng Wanyun of Changping put away the portrait she was holding up, and said, "Your elder brother is not young anymore. When your father is as old as him, I have your elder brother. Your father is busy with the barracks and has no time to care about these things, so I will naturally take a look."

Cheng Wanyun knew about Jiujiu going to attend the Mo Zhiyuan banquet and asked with a smile, "How is today's banquet? But when you meet a suitable young man? If you like it, you will have more contact. When you are in the forefront, your father and I will marry you out."

"No, those young men open their mouths and just shut up are boring. If I want to get married, I must find a real man who is as powerful as my father, so that I will not want those scholars who can do nothing except Zhihu.

However, although I haven't met anyone I like, my elder brother seems to have fallen in love with Miss Mo, the princess of Chang'an."

"What?"

Cheng Wanyun shivered in her hand, and the portraits she had sorted out instantly scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the girls with good smiles on the portrait, Cheng Wanyun didn't have time to pick up the portraits, but just looked at Jiujiu and asked, "What did you say just now?"

"Didn't my elder brother pick me up today? I happened to be in love with Miss Mo, so she gave me her personally. When my elder brother met the girl, his face turned red when he came back. I felt that Miss Mo is good-looking and has a good temperament. I couldn't help but be happy when I saw her, let alone my elder brother. If the elder brother really likes her, it would be good to let her be my sister-in-law. At least, I think Miss Mo and I will definitely get along well."

Cheng Wanyun knew that Mo Zhiyuan was good, but Zheng Yian was fine with Mo Zhiyuan, but what was Mo Zhiyuan's attitude?

"What does Miss Mo mean? Don't be your elder brother is so hot."

Seeing Cheng Wanyun's brows bulging instantly and her face was full of sorrow, Jiujiu smiled, "Miss Mo, I noticed my brother when my brother gave me it. I have made an appointment with her to meet in three days. By then, as long as both of them are willing, we will wait to come to the door to propose marriage with the token."

The good news from Jiujiu made Cheng Wanyun, who thought she would not like Zheng Wei'an, feel happy.

Then, he figured out that Jiujiu's words were all deliberately teasing him.

Cheng Wanyun looked at Jiujiu's smiling face and poked Jiujiu's forehead with anger, "Ghost Spirit."

Jiujiu smiled and helped Cheng Wanyun pinch her shoulders while trying to please her, "Aren't I helping you solve your problems?"

"You're almost scared Wei's mother to death."

"What's so scary about this? My mother is so unconfident in my elder brother?"

"Faith, for my mother, that's right, Miss Mo is so nice. I'm worried that she will not look down on your elder brother. You don't know that girls nowadays like those young men who can recite poems and write right. People like your elder brother who likes to dance guns and swords and go into the barracks of the martial arts are the most unpleasant. If you find a girl of average origins, that's OK, but if you're like Miss Mo, it depends on the girl's meaning."
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