Liu Dafu stood on the side of the road a few steps away from Han Yong, his eyes flashing a little, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Uncle, you have checked all these umbrellas. There is no problem, you can leave." Han Yong said to a middle-aged vendor carrying more than a dozen umbrellas, and made way out with the other party's gratitude.

Liu Dafu took this opportunity and quickly walked to Han Yong, grabbed the boy's arm with a smile and said, "Nephew, please take a break for a while. Uncle, I have something to discuss with you..."

"Uncle Liu, I'm still busy now, don't wait a while..." Before Han Yong finished speaking, another black-armored sergeant had already come over, pushed Han Yong away with a smile, and stood in Han Yong's position to check the vendor's goods.

Han Yong's eyebrows moved easily, and glanced at Feng Yi not far away from the corner of his eyes. He saw his boss leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes narrowed and he couldn't see any clues. He couldn't help but skip a beat in his heart, feeling that things might be a little bit unsimple.

"Isn't someone checking you for the time being? Come on, let's talk there." Liu Dafu said with a smile, and then pulled Han Yong very diligently to the eaves of a silk shop.

In fact, although Liu Dafu is a little snobbish, his heart is not bad. He can barely be considered a family friend of the Han family. Even his name is related to his father Han Dagui. He is a wealthy person! When Han Yong was still young, this fat man visited the Han family a lot and often held Han Yong on his shoulder to play. Speaking of which, the relationship between the two is quite familiar.

However, after Han Dagui passed away, it was extremely inconvenient for Aunt Han to meet people. Liu Dafu seemed to avoid suspicion and rarely went to the Han family again. In addition, a few years later, Liu Dafu had a distant cousin who was staying in his family. For some reason, he was attracted by the nobles in the capital. Not long after, he married to the marquis of the capital and became a concubine of unknown family. From then on, the relationship between the two families became even weaker.

Han Yong patiently followed Liu Dafu to the eaves and stood under the corridor. As a junior, he had to ask first: "Uncle Liu, you are...hehe, you are so mysterious, what do you have to say to your nephew? If you want to talk about Ying'er, you can let me go, okay?"

"What do you say, are you looking for a fight? My Ying'er is not good at all. She has a thick waist and a big butt. You can tell at a glance that she is a good-for-birth look. How many generations of your Han family have passed on, shouldn't you marry a good-for-birth one and have a good-for-birth one to make your Han family grow up..." Liu Dafu couldn't help but blew his beard and stared at him, and the fat on his face trembled a few times. He expressed strong dissatisfaction and contempt for Han Yong's behavior that only cares about appearance and disregards the substance.

Speaking of this, Liu Dafu saw Han Yong begging for mercy and knew that this matter was too urgent, so he had to stop selling his daughter and said in a deep thought: "Don't worry, boy, because you had urinated on my shoulders when you were a child, I would not force anyone to do anything. But today there is a difficult thing, and I was entrusted by someone and couldn't help but discuss it with you..."

Speaking of this, Liu Dafu seemed a little difficult to speak. He grinned, took a breath from his teeth, and then continued: "This matter is really difficult. I really don't know what to say. Although I rarely go to your house after the death of my brother Dagui, the friendship between our two families is still there. Cuicui is also the girl I grew up, just like my own daughter..."

"Uncle Liu, are you saying that the matter is related to Cuicui?" Han Yong's face narrowed, and he glanced at Feng Yi lightly and said, "My little sister is still young and has never left Lianshan Town. How could there be something to get involved with her?"

Then, without waiting for Liu Dafu to speak, he showed a look of guilt on his face: "It's really shameful to say that my mother is already a little old. I am not able to be filial to my son, and I rely on my younger sister to stay by my side so that my mother will not be too lonely.

It’s ridiculous that I often sigh that if my younger sister can find a local husband from Lianshan Town, she can be happy to be married and fulfill her filial piety, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds? What I am most worried about is that my younger sister marrying into the Marquis’s family, which is really ‘the Marquis’ family is as deep as the sea’. In the future, it may not be easy for my mother to see her younger sister, but what should I do? My nephew’s idea of ​​being unreliable can’t be the elegant hall. I believe you will also make a joke, hahahahaha…”

Liu Dafu looked at Han Yong with a slap on his face and was shocked.

He immediately smiled bitterly. How could Han Dagui, an honest man, give birth to such a son? Before he could even say anything, he just mentioned Han Jincui a little. He had already noticed it and immediately blocked everything. It was hateful that Feng Yi, the second generation ancestor... It was hateful! It was hateful!

But then Liu Dafu's eyes lit up again. A young man like Han Yong, who looks honest but is actually quite smart, isn't he the best choice for his son-in-law? How can the "Ying'er" in the old town mayor be comparable to the "Ying'er" in his family? From what Han Yong said just now, this kid is a filial child. So as long as he convinces Aunt Han, will everything be fine?

But no matter how much I think about it, the things in front of me still need to be solved. Since I want Han Yong to be my son-in-law, I should consider it for the Han family, at least on the surface.

Thinking of this, Liu Dafu put away the smile on his face and pretended to be helpless and whispered: "Nephew, it's not that the old uncle was deliberately looking for trouble. It's because Master Feng over there is too much... Hehe, he is too keen to recognize the beads. Just when I saw that girl Cuicui today, I was obsessed with it, so I wanted to ask my uncle to ask you what you mean..."

Han Yong's pupils flashed slightly, and he stared at Liu Dafu for a few more times. Seeing that the other party was looking at him helplessly, he did not immediately respond. He leaned over and picked up a branch he had just seen from the ground and played with it. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Uncle Liu, you know that Feng Junhou is from a noble family, and my Han family just runs an inn. The gap in his identity is too big. Even if Feng Junhou likes the cuteness of his younger sister, the old man will definitely like this daughter-in-law, right?"

To be fair, Han Yong did not disgust his young boss. After all, the other party must have a good appearance and family background, and his ability is not bad. Although it is a little gloomy, who is a family with some skills, who is not pretending to be like this? If the younger sister can marry successfully, it would be considered a good marriage.

But the problem is that Aunt Han’s father, Han Yong’s grandfather, was a great order from the court, but he was forced to retire and return home because he offended the powerful family and died of depression in Lianshan Town. Due to Aunt Han’s words and deeds, Han Yong did not like those powerful families since he was a child. He could make a name for himself by his military merits, but he did not want his sister to join the Marquis.

Moreover, Han Yong felt very sorry for his sister. Today he happened to see her sister hanging the jade lock on Li Mu's neck. If she dared to agree to Feng Yi's proposal for marriage, how could her sister pass this level in the future? With Han Jincui's lawless personality, I'm afraid she knew that she was betrothed to someone else the day before, and she would dare to elope with Li Mu the next day.

Just as Han Yong was thinking, Liu Dafu's face became even more bitter. Then he gritted his teeth and pretended to be united in the same hatred and said, "Nephew, I know I said that you will definitely be angry. But how can we be more greedy from small families than these powerful families? Master Feng did not want three matchmakers to marry Cuicui, but..."

A "click" sounded, and Han Yong was shocked and crushed the branches in his hand.

After throwing away the broken branches, he reached out to grab Liu Dafu's clothes and picked up the fat man and said, "What did you say? Didn't the three media and six recruits marry the younger sister? Was it because he asked the younger sister to go in through the side door?"

"Nephew, don't worry, please let me go quickly, otherwise it will be bad for Mr. Feng to see it." Liu Dafu was almost out of breath by Han Yong, and his face was flushed and he said in a low voice.

Han Yong glanced at Feng Yi with his eyes slanted. Seeing that he was indeed looking at him with a burning gaze, his heart couldn't help but sink. He immediately put down Liu Dafu, tidied up his clothes for him, and said with a gloomy face: "I'm sorry, Uncle Liu, do you know that I am a little anxious. What you meant just now was that Feng Junhou wanted to let his younger sister be his concubine?"

"I'm afraid that's what it means." Liu Dafu sighed lightly, and said with a loneliness on his face, "They are a great family that Da Chu can count. According to my cousin, it seems that there are some direct children in the clan, and they are very close to the current emperor. Look, even my nominal cousin, he has no respect for him?"

Listening to Liu Dafu's shameless words, Han Yong couldn't help but complain, "You are a fucking cousin. Your cousin who is almost impossible to beat is married to Feng Yi's father as the twelfth concubine. You fat man want to be Feng Yi's cheap uncle? If this guy hadn't maintained the style of aristocratic family, he would probably not even look at you."

But no matter how much you curse in your heart, the things in front of you still need to be resolved. Not to mention anything else, if you reject Feng Yi, with the power of the Feng family, you may not know how to die. Han Yong pondered and said, "Uncle Liu, go and reply to Feng Junhou first, just say that this matter is too important and affects the welfare of my younger sister's life. I can't make a decision for a while, and I need to go home to discuss with my mother. I hope he won't be surprised."

"It should be, it should be. This kind of thing will naturally take your mother to decide." Liu Dafu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was even more satisfied with Han Yong. This kid was obviously stunned just now, and he could calm down immediately and not turn against Feng Yi. He was really the example of the young man's mature and the best choice for being a son-in-law.

Then, Liu Dafu said to himself without waiting for Han Yong to continue speaking: "This is the case, you know, I will go and drag Master Feng first, and you can take the time to discuss with your mother carefully..."

Seeing that Han Yong was pondering and not speaking, Liu Dafu nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards Fengyi. He stepped back after not taking a few steps, and whispered to Han Yong: "Actually, I don't think this is a bad thing. Your Han family, like our Liu family, are all small families. Being able to marry into the Marquis' Mansion to be a concubine for their direct children is also a blessing in his previous life. The most important thing is that you are now working under Fengyi's hands. Is this a glory or wealth or eating sand at the border? It's just a matter of his thoughts..."

"Uncle Liu, I understand. Thank you for your care. I will remember it in my heart." Han Yong seemed to have figured it out, and there was no look of resentment on his face again, and he smiled and said softly.

Liu Dafu breathed a sigh of relief, patted Han Yong's strong shoulder, turned around and trotted towards Fengyi.

Seeing Liu Dafu running to Feng Yi, bowing his head and saying something, Feng Yi couldn't help looking at him with a happy look. Han Yong immediately squatted down and pretended to pick up another branch, avoiding Feng Yi's eyes.

At this time, the business trip behind suddenly became in chaos. Before Han Yong could react, a familiar figure had already run to Han Yong, followed by a big black dog. The business trip along the way either knocked over the goods by the figure in front or was caught by the big black dog behind him, and was so scared that he fell over and over.

"Your uncle, Lao Hei, if you dare to chase me, I'm not polite." A familiar voice sounded and scared Han Yong, and Li Mu rushed to Han Yong without realizing it.

In an instant, Han Yong couldn't help but feel moved when he saw the red rope around Li Mu's neck.

He is now fully confident that Li Mu is one of the targets of his team of tiger wing guards to attack. If he can catch Li Mu and then find the treasure that the general wants to find and offer it, it will naturally be a great achievement. He doesn't even need to do it himself, just give it a hint to Fengyi or other tiger wing guards, and it can have the same effect.

Since Li Mu had no background, since he was caught in the Huwing Guard camp, the chance of getting out alive is extremely slim. After he died in the Huwing Guard camp, he took back the jade lock on his neck and returned it to his sister. Even if his sister would be sad for a while at the beginning, as time passed, he might gradually forget it as time passed, right?

In this way, Feng Yi proposed marriage to the Han family...

Just as he thought of this, Li Mu had already run to Han Yong's eyes cursingly. Looking at the familiar and somewhat panicked face, Han Yong's eyes narrowed and he reached out and subconsciously held the hilt of the knife on his waist.

"Han Yong, kill him." Feng Yi looked at the chaotic streets and shouted with a gloomy face.
Chapter completed!