Before Magistrate Song could speak, Song Yuner raised her hand and shouted, "No! Our house has no place!" She said while winking his father.

After experiencing the disasters of these few days, the county magistrate Song had already become a little scared. Seeing his daughter winking, although he didn't know why Yin De was not allowed to live in his home, his daughter had been with Yang Qiuchi these days. Maybe it was Yang Qiuchi's idea. He turned his head and looked at Yang Qiuchi. Seeing him smiling and shook his head slightly, he immediately felt a little clear in his heart and said, "Yin, Young Master Yin is willing to leave his back as a guest. That, of course, is a welcome..."

Yin De showed joy and was about to thank him, but unexpectedly, Magistrate Song continued: "However, Mrs. Zun, Mrs. Zun already has Bai. Mr. Bai Qianxian should be taken care of by all means. Young Master Yin should take care of the two old men Ling Zun and Ling Ci at home. They are old and need someone to take care of them."

Yang Qiuchi laughed secretly. He couldn't say anything about this old fox, carrying Yin De's old parents out.

Sure enough, Yin De opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer. As he was hesitating, Mr. Bai Qian patted Yin De on the shoulder: "Yin'er, Lord Song is right, you are still taking care of the two old people at home. There are my mother-in-law and my husband, and Mr. Yang, and a capable man like Miss Song, so there should be no problem." He gently praised Yang Qiuchi, which was also due to his gratitude.

Speaking of this, Yin De had no choice but to give in: "Children's obedience!" He put down his hand, sat down and stood up again, looking anxious, wondering what was wrong with him today.

Mr. Bai Qian said to County Magistrate Song: "By the way, there is another thing. Lord Song, can I get my little girl's body back? I want to bury her and temporarily store it in Bao'en Temple on Yunya Mountain outside the city. When these things are done, I will take her back to her ancestral home for burial."

County Magistrate Song said: "Of course, the investigation has been completed and the main murderer has been brought to justice. Lord Qian Zong can bury Ling's body at any time."

At this moment, the inner yamen ran in: "Master, Yang Guanjian's wife came to ask him to go back, saying that there was something important."

After these days of changes, the county magistrate Song was a little bit full of soldiers and asked in surprise: "What is the important thing?" Then he remembered that this important thing was someone else's family's business. He ignored his affairs and looked at Yang Qiuchi awkwardly.

The disciple replied: "It seems that the matchmaker brought a woman to Yang Guanshang's house to talk about the matchmaker's concubine."

Ah! Yang Qiuchi was surprised, happy and a little embarrassed. He turned to look at everyone and saw them looking at him with a smile, except for Song Yuner who pretended to be cool.

Mr. Bai Qian said, "Congratulations to Mr. Yang!" After a pause, he said sadly: "I originally wanted to ask for a wedding wine, but I was helpless. My daughter was newly destroyed and I was inconvenient to participate. I would like to congratulate Mr. Yang on his reconciliation for a hundred years and a concerted relationship!"

Yang Qiuchi quickly stood up and bowed to thank him.

County Magistrate Song smiled and said, "I congratulate you on my nephew. For such an important matter, Mr. Yang, please go back and have a look. We are still waiting for the wedding banquet. Hahaha."

Yang Qiuchi's face turned red. He had also been introduced to him to see his girlfriend before, but in ancient times, the matchmaker brought him to a blind date, but he had never had the chance to see him. He couldn't help but feel excited and curious.

Gong bowed and left the inner yard. After walking a few steps, he saw Feng Xiaoxue standing far away under a locust tree waiting for him. The breeze blew by and the belt was floating, which was particularly charming.

Seeing Yang Qiuchi come out, Feng Xiaoxue took a few steps and said, "Husband, go quickly, the matchmaker and the others have been waiting for a while."

In ancient times, there were rules for blind dates. Of course, the original wife had to go through six rituals, but taking a concubine was much simpler. In "The Literature of Zhou. Inner Rules", there is a saying that "If you hire, you will be a wife, if you run, you will be a concubine". Therefore, there is no matchmaker in the process of taking a concubine. Of course, matchmakers can voluntarily provide services as intermediaries, but compared with formal marriage, it is not a legally necessary procedure, and it is a self-selected project.

Yang Qiuchi really wanted to ask the matchmaker what the woman who brought the blind date looked like, but when he saw Feng Xiaoxue's expression was a little jealous, he knew that she was a little jealous. If he wanted to ask, she would definitely say it, but this seemed a bit unkind. Yang Qiuchi reached out and held her hand gently. Feng Xiaoxue raised her head and looked at Yang Qiuchi, then lowered her head and said softly: "Husband, let's go, don't let them wait for a long time."

When the two returned home and walked into the yard, Yang Qiuchi's heart began to beating like a small drum.

The living room door was open, and laughter was heard from a distance: "Mother-in-law, look at this girl, her figure, this pelvis, will surely be born for a son in one lifetime! Huh!" A hen lays an egg laugh, "Your son will be one hundred of you to be assured that you will be able to hold your grandson at this time next year! Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yang Qiuchi entered the room and shouted: "Mom! I'm back." But his eyes were staring at a girl next to Yang's mother, and he could no longer move.

I saw the little girl who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a pink long skirt, graceful figure, with willow-leaved eyebrows tilted up, a melon-shaped face, a swaying pink face, big black eyes, and a shy look that makes people love her. She turned out to be a very beautiful beauty.

But for some reason, Yang Qiuchi felt a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

Could this be my future concubine?

The small drum in Yang Qiuchi's heart turned into a war drum, and it started to knock around in a while. He stood foolishly at the door, a little at a loss.

Yang's mother smiled and waved to Yang Qiuchi: "Son, you are back, come quickly and sit next to you."

When the girl heard the talk, she knew that the person who was on the blind date had come. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Yang Qiuchi. She just happened to meet Yang Qiuchi's gaze. She lowered her head in panic, and two reds flew on her face.

Yang Qiuchi agreed, and when he saw the girl shy, he felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and walked to the chair beside Yang's mother. Feng Xiaoxue also sat down next to Yang Qiuchi.

Only then did Yang Qiuchi see clearly that there were two people in the room, a chubby middle-aged woman and a thin old man.

Yang's mother introduced: "Son, this is Grandma Wang, a kind-hearted person who specializes in helping the People's Insurance matchmaker. She has said that it has become a lot of marriages."

Matchmaker Wang smiled and said, "My mother-in-law is right. After the marriage introduced by me, there are not a thousand or eight hundred. This is the only one who is Yang?" Xizhi looked up and down at Yang Qiuchi, as if he was admiring an antique treasure from the Shang Dynasty. He patted the old man beside her on the shoulder, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, in-laws, look, Young Master Yang is a talent, this way, not to mention that the white-robed young general Luo Cheng, it is no problem to compare with Zhao Zilong of Changshan! Your daughter gave her such a family, so you are more than a hundred and feel free to be assured!"

Ah? Yang Qiuchi didn't expect that someone would compare himself to Luo Cheng and Zhao Zilong, but someone praised him and was still very happy.
Chapter completed!