Chapter 146 Black Robe Magician

"You two, can you sit down?" A black-robed magician and a masked middle-aged man walked to the table of the swordsman.

"Why? Isn't there a seat next to it? Instantly, she was a little unhappy and pointed aside and was stunned. In a short time, there was no place around here. As soon as Shun'er finished saying this, the black-robed magician had already sat down.

"We seem to have seen it somewhere." The swordsman felt that the person in front of them was very familiar and had a sense of déjà vu. However, the sword clan did not expect that the person who made them alert would automatically greet him.

"Really? I also have the same feeling." The masked black-robed mage said.

The swordsman suddenly thought suspiciously. For a moment, all kinds of thoughts came to mind, but they couldn't guess what the guy in front of them wanted to do. The sword clan glanced around casually: "There are so many stalls around. Why did the senior choose to sit with us?"

"The lychee soup here is the best, isn't it?" A bowl of lychee soup was placed in front of the swordsman.

The swordsman really has some disgusting jokes in their hearts. These meaningless words are not interesting at all: "Senior, do you have anything important? If not, the younger generation will leave.

"It's okay to chat before you leave, isn't it?"

The swordsman shook his head: "I'm not familiar with my predecessors, so naturally I have nothing to say." After saying that, the swordsman took Shun'er's hand and walked out of the stall. Shun'er followed the pace of the swordsman and whispered, "Why is this man so annoying? We are not familiar with her. We did run over and say something irrelevant to us."

The sword clan didn't say anything, pulled Shun'er out more than ten arms away, and then said, "Shun'er, do you think he is very familiar with it?"

"I don't remember." Instantly shook her head.

"This is a Chinese man, who is indeed wearing the robe of a magician of the Yi nationality. And he covered his face, as if he was afraid that we would recognize it. The swordsman analyzed.

"Why don't I feel very familiar with him? I just think his dress is very strange, and he must be Chinese. I saw his temples in an instant. They are black."

"We must have met somewhere." The swordsman said affirmatively, and it did mutter in his heart that there were too many people he had seen in the past six years. It was a troublesome thing to think about this. At this time, there was no other stalking behind him, which made the sword clan really relieved.

The two returned to the house and entered the hall. They saw Suo's forehead sitting there and sulking. As for the sword style, I'm afraid they can't see it in this place.

"You two are finally back." Soege flat box picked up a box on the table: "You two come here."

As soon as the swordsmen saw the box, they were shocked. The swordsmen already understood what they were going to do, but they couldn't find a reason to stop it.

"What's wrong with Grandpa?" Shun'er also understood something in her heart, and she really couldn't think of what was in the box.

"This is a pair of dragon and phoenix pendants. Today is the day of the betroth of the two of you. This dragon and phoenix pendant is one for each of you. After saying that, he pushed the box in front of the two people.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Shun'er said very cleverly. Soge finally showed a kind smile.

"Why do you think your grandfather seems to feel very unhappy? Don't you want you to be with Shun'er?" In the aisle, Shun'er held the box in one hand and jumped around the swordsman.

"I guess my grandfather thinks that he should propose the marriage, not my grandfather."

In an instant, he showed a surprised expression: "Is it still like this? Is this so controversial?"

The swordsman smiled flatly: "It's not surprising." After saying that, the swordsman touched Shun'er's shoulder: "I remember that I met you more than two months ago. At that time, you were still a little girl in the art class."

Shun'er smiled cunningly: "Maybe this is called fate."

"Are the Chinese girls in the west of the Qin Empire talking so unrestrained?"

"Brother of the sword clan, have you ever been to the kingdom of Zhao Qiong?"

"I've been there. I even saw a ten-year-old girl marrying a ten-year-old boy."

"Oh" Shun'er hesitated and said, "Isn't it too inexplicable between us?"

The swordsman was obviously dull: "Since the matter of Zen, others have been talking, just,,,,." The swordsman said that he didn't go on here. Shun'er excused, "It has gone to the truth."

"Do you regret it? Marry into Jimo Villa. The swordsman stood in the corridor and looked at the demon fire in the sky.

"I didn't think about it." Instantly shook her head.

The swordsman sighed secretly: "It's good that we have two years to think about this matter."

"Brother Jianzu, what are you worried about?"

The swordsman pushed Shun'er's shoulders: "Let's go. I'll call you at lunch."

"I want to eat ice fruit salad."

"That's not lunch." The swordsman refused without thinking: "For lunch, you should have a regular meal."

"I'm going to eat ice fruit salad."

"I don't know where to buy it."

"Do you think of a way? Doesn't His Royal Highness know you very well?" Shun'er said and opened the cabinet door and walked in.

The swordsman looked at the slowly closing of the cabinet door, shook his head helplessly, and went to find Menghua Xianping for a little ice fruit salad, which was quite speechless. However, it seems that the ice fruit comes from the North Sea. In addition to the palace, this thing may also have drunken red houses. God, the ice fruit of drunken red houses is twenty taels of gold. It seems that we still have to find Meng Hua Xianping for this matter. The swordsman wanted to go to their residence.

"Brother So."

When the swordsman was walking, he heard someone calling behind him and quickly turned around. Who else could come if he was not Wanrong: "What's wrong? Wanrong's sister.

"I heard that you and Shun'er have been married by the emperor."

The swordsman nodded: "Did Shun'er tell you?"

Zhu Jian Wanrong nodded: "Congratulations."

"Thank you very much. I'm still waiting to drink your wedding wine." At this time, the sword clan couldn't help thinking of Menghua Xianping again. Thinking of this, the sword clan said to Zhu Jian Wanrong, "Sister Wanrong, what do you think of this man, Your Highness today?"

Casting Jian Wanrong glanced at the sword clan: "It's just so-so. What's wrong?"

Swordsman Khan, in general, this evaluation is really not very high: "Don't you think His Royal Highness, young and handsome, romantic, thousands of miles of fortune, brave to crown the three armies, very man and very safe?"

Zou Jian Wanrong thought for a moment and shook her head: "Why do I think he is not handsome at all? Not smart at all, not manly at all. Not to mention the super ethereal feeling of security.

"Well, okay, I didn't say that when I was a cousin." The swordsman smiled awkwardly.

"Your Excellency. I don't know what's wrong with me." Liu Fulu is in the hall.

"How good it would be for the swordsman to be with Wanrong." Soege flat box played with the jade beads in his hand.

"I don't know what the adult said. Hasn't the prince already made a marriage with that little girl?"

Soege flat nodded: "Of course I know this, but the little girl's origin is unknown, and even the sword clan itself is not clear. How can my grandson marry such an unknown girl, and she is still so young, and the two are exactly eight years apart." After saying that, the jade beads in his hand began to turn again.

"Isn't there a saying in the world? It's better to demolish a temple than a marriage. My lord, don't worry about who the sword family marries as a daughter-in-law has nothing to do with our So family.

"The sword clan is my grandson. I have no children under my knees. He is only such a grandson. How can he be an outsider?" Suoge flattened and continued, "If it hadn't been for the romantic sword, my eldest daughter would have been used to recruit sons-in-law. Their swordsmen have no good thing among men except my grandson." Soege cursed in a flat room and said, "Besides, my grandson still has the same surname as me."

Liu Fulu sighed: "But I don't think so outside. Everyone is a descendant of the sword clan."

"Nang Xipi was taken advantage of by the sword style. Unexpectedly, the marriage was first said from his mouth. Soege threw the jade beads on the table angrily.

"Father, the conflict between the sword family and the So family is quite serious." Menghua Xianping put a chess piece on the chessboard.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Nothing? One is in the dynasty and the other is in the wild, not to mention that the Suo family has no future. In a few years, there will be nothing wrong with this matter in a few years.

"Why didn't my father send a royal gift to the sword clan?"

"Gifts can only be given to meritorious people, which is the clear reward and punishment." The emperor touched his son and continued, "I will give you an edict to get married. You can choose a gift for them in the treasury."

"Didn't your father just say he wouldn't send it?"

"This is a private relationship, and it's a business to give gifts when the edict is given."

"I understand."

"Xianping, do you think I should borrow it?"

"I'm sorry, my son doesn't understand?" Menghua Xianping did not respond to his father's sudden words for a moment.

"Zhao Guang of Zhao Qiong saw me yesterday. In addition to watching Pingbian Strategy, he also wants to borrow 60 million taels of silver from us.

"So much, plus what I borrowed before, this is 90 million taels of silver."

"Do you think you should borrow it?" The chess pieces in the emperor's hand have not fallen for a long time.

"What did those ministers say?"

"It's all here." Huang* threw a bunch ofzou ben in front of Menghua Xianping: "I gave them the news last night. This is their secret play this morning."

Menghua Xianping opened these secret plays, took a look, and turned over a few more books: "Don't you want to borrow them?"

"What do you think?" The emperor looked meaningfully at the son in front of him

"How much silver is left in the treasury?" Menghua Xianping asked.

The emperor thought for a moment and stretched out three fingers: "Silver alone is 300 million."

"Is the emperor worried that we will not come back after paying the money, or is he worried that the kingdom of Zhao Qiong is too powerful?"

"There are both. The kingdom of Zhao Qiong can't be too strong, but it can't be too strong. That will always be a threat to us. If it's too weak, it won't be able to keep the western gateway of the southern peninsula."

Menghua Xianping quickly came up with an idea: "Then borrow it, discount 50 million taels of silver, and pay in installments. Raising slowly, we will never let Zhao Qiong's kingdom rise at one time.

"Do as you do."