I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 61 War
"Young master, we don't take this kind of anger."

Wen Yue thought for a while, then shook his head slightly and said, "No, I agree."

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he was stunned. An Nanbo's family is a family that is full of burdens.

The daughter is blind and cannot marry.

An Nanbo was also afraid of being bullied by her in-laws after marrying off her daughter, so she kept her in her boudoir.

The son is stupid and can only be kept by his side all the time, there is no way to let him out.

He also counted on his stupid son to carry on the family line, and the other Annan Bo could not count on it either.

This time when he came to the Hou Mansion, An Nanbo came alone, only hoping to find a good home for his daughter.

So there is no matchmaker.

The Xungui family valued face the most, and if they could come alone, they would lose their old face a long time ago.

The former Wen Yue was naturally a modest gentleman and had a very high evaluation.He didn't go to the brothel to listen to music, nor did he see the domineering attitude, but once met him from a distance, An Nanbo always felt that he was someone he could trust.

With good character and personal morality, and a bright future, he is simply the wishful husband of countless girls in Liangdu.

It turned out that such a handsome person had no chance at all in their family.

Who would have thought that Wen Yue would be seriously injured during a hunt for a sneaky man, and it is said that his leg would cause trouble.

There is no need to think about the position of the son, and there is no future in the future.

Originally the second room was more hopeful, but hearing that the second room in the Hou's mansion died suddenly, then even if the old Hou Ye didn't like the lame Wen Yue, he had to save his life.

At least Wen Yue can't fall down until Wen Yue's brothers grow up.

Even if you really want to withstand the pressure in the end, it is better to have a lame Hou Ye than to die.

Wen Yue was quite relieved, because his father would still ask him for his opinion on such a life-long event.

"My lord, are you confused? The young lady of Annanbo's family is blind."

Wen Yue looked at his legs: "It's such a time, why don't I still pick other people's reasons?"

"Let's go and answer."

Wen Yue didn't explain too much to Chu Jiu.

With his current appearance, if someone comes to marry him, he must pay more attention to his character.

Sending charcoal in the snow made him feel hopeful.

Coincidentally, Wen Yue has also seen clearly the warmth and coldness of human feelings after going through a disheartened heart and three months of dormancy.

He doesn't need to rely on marriage to get anything, someone who doesn't hold him back, and who can fully support him is the best choice.

Unexpectedly, Annanbo appeared.

The reputation of Annenberg's family is good.

Some ailments can be tolerated.

Tu Shanjun basically understood.

That is, the daughter of Uncle Annan's family is blind and came to propose marriage.

Tu Shanjun didn't say anything, the choice of Banzhu is a personal matter, and this kind of private matter doesn't need his help to make suggestions.

The living room of the Hou Mansion is elegant and elegant.

Carved railings made of jade.

The servants have already been dispersed.

Although An Nanbo had planned to get rid of this old face, the Hou Mansion had to make people lose face without knowing the etiquette.

Therefore, only the old Marquis and the old butler who was waiting in the middle hall to be called by the Marquis of Jing'an were left in the hall.

Ever since he resisted Xiang Hu's knife a month ago, Old Hou Ye felt powerless, and his body that had not healed from the serious injury was weak.

Maybe it's because of old age, the injury is not healing well, and it is an internal injury, so it can only be raised.

Relying on a breath of pure inner energy, he can still support his body, but he can no longer fight with others.

How can I say that he was also a master who stepped into the viscera refining realm back then, and even if his qi and blood are declining now, he is far stronger than ordinary people.

Old Master Hou coughed twice, and said in a deep voice, "I still have to talk to Quanzi about Brother Song and Qianqian Ling."

In fact, he tended to agree directly. Although An Nanbo's daughter was blind, his own daughter had a broken leg now. No matter how good she was before, it had all been wiped out.

If it wasn't for the Erfang's being beaten to death, there would be no news of Wen Yue in the Hou Mansion.

An Nanbo Song Hao wore a flat sky crown and a civil and military robe. He was tall and tall with a full beard.

An embarrassment flashed across An Nanbo's face when he heard what Jing Anhou said.

He also really has no choice.

My own daughter can't sell it at all.

Seeing that the age is getting older, it is impossible to cultivate an old girl.

To be poked in the spine.

If only her younger brother was normal, she could still take care of her sister when they passed away.

God's will is unpredictable, this son is so stupid, let alone take care of his sister, he can't even take care of himself.

When the two of them are old, the siblings don't even have anyone to rely on, so why should they be wiped out?

So in desperation, An Nanbo ran all over the homes of other nobles.

Some are polite, while others talk about it and don't answer at all.

What's more, he directly closed the door to thank the guests, and disappeared as soon as he heard that An Nanbo had arrived.

Judging by the appearance and attitude of Marquis Jing'an, it is estimated that he is also on the verge of death today.

Asking the attitude of the younger generation is just an excuse.

Who would marry a blind woman with a stupid younger brother.

His title has no real power, and the little military power in his hand is not enough to eat and drink for the whole family, not to mention that there is not much benefit, even if there is a little benefit, it will not be distributed to my uncle.

So Annan Bo sat on pins and needles.

The whole person was restless.

Xu Shi saw An Nanbo's embarrassment, so Jing'an Hou couldn't help but chat about the war in the north.

"The battle of Luohe, I heard that they lost again."

"Defeated, less than [-] of the [-] troops fled back. It is said that Feng Gan took advantage of the Northern Wei's tricks. Both the central army and the rear army fell into it. In the end, the defeated soldiers died."

"However, since Feng Gan is dead, the emperor will understand him."

When talking about the war, Annanbo became very excited, sweeping away the solemn and tense atmosphere just now.

No matter how bad the general is, the emperor will not pursue the people who died in battle and their families.

Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, but Daliang has lost too many in the process of marching and plundering land.

There were originally three families. Back then, the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Liang Dynasty jointly wiped out Dachen. The Northern Wei Dynasty went south to plunder the land and seized the opportunity to drag the defense line to Nanyue Mountain.

The army of Nanliang had a confrontation with the Northern Wei Dynasty.

As a result, Daliang was defeated, and the Northern Wei Dynasty had eroded most of the old territory and resources over the years.

Daliang, as a former ally and a person who made great efforts, was naturally very unhappy about this.

There was no meat, and the remaining soup was really hard to swallow.

Emperor Liang was even more uncomfortable eating soup, and he always wanted to redefine the boundaries between the two parties.

It's a pity that we have been defeated repeatedly.

Now that Daliang wants to withdraw, it is impossible. The Northern Wei Dynasty is growing stronger, and the national power of Nanliang is weakening. He really wants to annex Nanliang and complete the unification.

So even if they retreated steadily, Nanliang could only be forced to fight.

Both Marquis of Jing'an and Uncle Annan were awarded military honors, so they naturally have something in common to talk about.

The situation in the north is indeed corrupt.

If it were ten years ago, Nanliang was strong and strong, and the two sides could wrestle their wrists to see who was stronger.

But now it doesn't work.

With the death of the old emperor and the new emperor's accession to the throne, there were fewer and fewer thoughts about going north to take back the territory.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the entire defense line will be retreated.

Withdrew to Tongshan, blocked the Northern Wei's advance with natural dangers, and defended the southern territory.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the two sighed in unison.

There is no way around this, the emperor doesn't want to fight, and these courtiers can't continue to fight against the emperor.

The civil service group also wants to settle down.

If they want to fight again, they will accuse the nobles of increasing taxes, plundering people's fat, supporting soldiers' self-respect, and drinking soldiers' blood.

As everyone knows, the civil servant group is also a member of the exploitation group.

Up and down dredging, antique calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which one does not require money?

Mansions, high-rise cars, beautiful girls, which one does not need money?

Romance, sex with prostitutes, poetry and literary society, everything is not without money.

Having said so much, An Nanbo felt a little embarrassed. No matter what, his daughter was blind, which was a burden to ordinary people.

It's not good to stay any longer.

An Nanbo cupped his hands and said, "Wen Hou, I will take my leave first."

"master."

At this time, Chu Jiu quickly entered the middle hall: "Master, the young master has agreed to this matter."

An Nanbo had already moved his legs, and looked at Chu Jiu as if he had misheard.

The person who was even more astonished was the Marquis of Jing'an.

He didn't expect that his son who seemed gentle on weekdays, but actually had some pride in his heart, would agree to this marriage.

Then confirm with the ninth day.

The answer was still yes.

At this moment, Marquis Jing'an regained his composure, and looked at An Nanbo with a smile: "Since the dog also agrees, why not find a time to exchange birthdays and make an appointment for this marriage?"

"What do you think, Brother Song?"

An Nanbo cupped his hands: "What Hou Ye said is true."

(End of this chapter)