Chapter 248 I Call You Uncle but You Want to Be My Father-in-Law

What will happen next, the Donghai government has no intention or ability to manage.

In a sense, Langtao Village is the second Bihai City.

The difference is that they got a prefecture city and hundreds of thousands of people for free, which is the difference caused by the different situation.

Just after sending the two martial masters out of the city, watching them leave with most of the garrison, Boss Lang was so excited and nervous that he could not help himself.

From this moment on, he, Boss Lang, is also the master of a prefecture.

When he was over fifty, he suddenly realized the "great wish" he made when he was young, and the taste was extremely complicated.

What? Wang Xiaomai is the biggest? Haha, that's the owner of Langda Village, oh no, it's the character of Langda Mansion Master, who wins people over with virtue.

Now even if he offers this position of Mansion Master, his family will not want it.

With this idea, how can he sit safely in the position of the owner of the village for more than 20 years?

Besides, according to the convention of Dawu, few martial masters are willing to serve as Mansion Masters. There are too many worries, and excessive work will definitely delay cultivation.

Therefore, Wuzong usually serves as a garrison commander and is only responsible for combat. Daily training is done by deputy generals and counselors.

The rest is nothing more than enjoying the resources provided by Fuzun and practicing martial arts with peace of mind.

Fuzun is in charge of a region, and his main responsibility is to provide Wuzong with sufficient resources on a regular basis and maintain local stability as much as possible.

It sounds like a tool man, but it is also held by the sons of aristocratic families who have decent martial arts talents but no hope of the third round.

Isn't Boss Lang the second round and sixth turn? Everything is just right.

Moreover, the county where the prefecture city is located is also under the jurisdiction of Fuzun, who is definitely second to none in this county.

The Donghai Kingdom is shrinking its defense line, so naturally it doesn't care about this county with a radius of thousands of miles, so it is also assigned to Langtao Village.

It turns out that there are two large villages in Langtao Village in this county.

Boss Lang and Langtao Village can be said to be a snake swallowing an elephant this time, eating until they are full.

Since yesterday, the brothers of the old village have begun to take over important places in various parts of the prefecture city.

After sending off the two Wuzong who were in a hurry to be transferred, Boss Lang did not return to the government office to enjoy the pleasure of the government giving orders, but turned around and found Lao Li Li Lin.

He pulled Lao Li to a secluded place with an affectionate demeanor, and Boss Lang said: "Brother Dalin, Qingmiao is not young anymore, isn't it too few to have only one son?"

Lao Li was at a loss: "Ah???"

Boss Lang coughed lightly, but his voice was unconsciously lowered: "Brother Dalin and his sister-in-law are in love, which makes us envious. But Qingmiao, the child, carries the blood of your Lao Li family, but only married one wife and gave birth to one son. Isn't this too much? Your family is not short of this little food, right?"

Lao Li didn't know how to answer for a while: "This..."

He loved and respected his wife Wang Xiaomai, and never thought of finding more children, but... it is absolutely a great righteousness to continue the blood of Lao Li.

The more children you have, the more you can ensure the continuation of the family. This is the order and good customs of Dawu, and even the basic moral requirements.

Otherwise, how did the saying "There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the greatest is to have no descendants" come from the previous life?

Old Li can choose not to find a wife, and Wang Xiaomai can choose not to let him find one, after all, he has Li Qingmiao as his son.

But if Wang Xiaomai doesn't want Li Qingmiao to marry more wives, and would rather have only one grandson for this, this is absolutely impossible.

It's just that Li Qingmiao is cheerful, keen on practicing martial arts and doing things, but he doesn't have much preference for women.

His wife is a beautiful girl with good looks and personality.

Even if Wang Xiaomai, the old woman of Wuzong, is not counted, Li Qingmiao himself is also a second-round master.

Assuming that the average appearance of the wife of a second-round master is 10, his wife is at most between 5 and 6.

In Dawu, where martial arts is heaven and strength can enjoy everything, there is no other explanation except that he is not fond of women.

Like Boss Lang, who has found nearly 10 wives, it is not called lustful, but can only be regarded as mediocre-because several of them are of the nature of marriage.

Da Wu's martial arts system is not like the self-cultivation of the previous life. There is also a magical energy called soul source between heaven and earth.

A second-round master can recover from a fracture in more than ten days with adequate nutrition.

In comparison, the little loss of men and women is nothing.

As long as you are not addicted to it and have no intention of practicing martial arts, it is not bad for male martial artists to have many children.

It is precisely because he has considered the relationship clearly that Boss Lang will talk about this topic.

Seeing Lao Li's expression, he was happy: there is a chance! Lao Li obviously doesn't mind having more grandchildren.

But Boss Lang's expression didn't change much, instead he lowered his voice a little: "Brother Dalin, Qingmiao is young and ambitious, so he always wants to practice martial arts. But you are his father, you have to consider more for your own incense, right?"

Old Li raised his eyes and stared at him: "Brother Lang, you have never been a talkative person. You are talking about this today, so there must be something. But I am stupid, why don't you just say it directly?"

Boss Lang was not surprised, the people in the old Li family are honest, but not stupid.

He nodded decisively: "I want to marry my eldest daughter Wanwan to Qingmiao, how about it?"

Old Li was shocked: "Ah? This, this, this, it's not allowed, it's not allowed."

Boss Lang grabbed Old Li's arm, stared at him closely, and said firmly: "Yes, it must be allowed."

Seeing the determined expression of the big village owner, Old Li opened his mouth and was speechless for a while: Damn, even if you want to marry your daughter, you don't have to have such a life-and-death expression, right?

If someone doesn’t know, they might think that it was Lao Li who threatened Boss Lang to sell his daughter.

Boss Lang didn't let Old Li think about it, and stated the reason straightforwardly: "My sister-in-law is now the number one master in the village and the only martial arts sect in Mingzhou Fucheng. If our two families are not related, someone will always be careful."

Lao Li: "But there's no need..."

Boss Lang shook his head and interrupted: "Brother Dalin, this city now belongs to our village, but the hundreds of thousands of people in the city and the surrounding counties and villages will not listen to the government on everything. Even if we, Xinzhai, had heard What did the government say?”

Old Li was speechless.

He started out as a salt smuggler in Langtao Village, and this business has never stopped.

If this is considered "obedient", then those who are disobedient can only raise the flag of rebellion.

Boss Lang continued: "My sister-in-law is a member of the Wuzong family, and she doesn't like worldly affairs and socializing. Should she be allowed to do it every day?" "Brothers from Laozhai know what my sister-in-law is like, but these people in Mingzhou know?" "

"After all the people from the Donghai government have withdrawn, we have to rely on ourselves for everything. No matter how unstable the people are at this time, the heavy people can still concentrate on dealing with the monsters. Are we going to let the brothers and sisters-in-law of Laozhai fight desperately every time in the future?"

"Brother Dalin, for the sake of our village and the people of this house, we must decide this matter as soon as possible."

Lao Li didn't quite understand the logic of this, but he was greatly shocked.

After a while, he returned home with confusion and worry.

After confirming that his son was not there, he found Wang Maimai who was weaving.

After hearing her husband repeat the general meaning of Mr. Lang, she fell into deep thought.

Lao Li waited for a cup of tea and couldn't help but asked: "Wheat, is this matter... really so important?"

Wang Maimai came back to his senses, nodded and then shook his head: "It's true, but it's actually not that serious."

Seeing her husband's confused expression, she explained casually: "For Qingmiao to marry his Wanwan family, it will be of great benefit to Boss Lang, the village, and the city of Mingzhou. But it will not take a day or two to make it useful to the people in the city. ”

"So this matter is very important, but there is no rush." ​​At this point, she paused: "When Qingmiao comes back, I will test his tone. If you don't hate Wanwan, then I will accept it."

What his daughter-in-law said was reasonable, and Lao Li had no objection, but he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart: God bless him, and his family must be blessed with many children!

He didn't know that Wang Maimai had similar thoughts in his mind.

Boss Lang's move can be described as a conspiracy.

It is impossible for Lao Li to say to Wang Maimai, "I want to find more wives to spread my business," but Wang Maimai will never ask Du Miao's son to "stick to it till the end."

The key is that Li Qingmiao and his wife are not strong enough, and they have only given birth to a son in so many years.

Now that monsters are attacking in large numbers, there is not even a chance to spread the risk - where else can I send this man?

Li Qingmiao was young and didn't care about it.

Wang Maimai has a kind personality and does not anger his daughter-in-law.

A mother-in-law in an ordinary family would have been sarcastic and sarcastic every day.

There were needs both internally and externally, so this marriage was a natural fit.

Anyway, Boss Lang's eldest daughter Wanwan was also raised by Wang Xiaomai. She has good looks and good health, and she is somewhat interesting to Li Qingmiao.

Mr. Lang doesn't have many children, so he might not have any plans to find a suitable son-in-law.

Now that I have changed my mind, it is not a loss, and it is not wronging my daughter.

After learning the result, Boss Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that he had built a good reputation in Laozhai over the years, otherwise Wang Xiaomai would not have agreed to the marriage so quickly.

The next step is to follow the wedding rules, which can be quick but not simple.

After much back and forth, Li Qingmiao's wedding was scheduled for September 29th, which is a good time for traveling, meeting relatives and friends, getting married, migrating, collecting money, and bringing in animals.

At Wang Maimai's insistence, the marriage was only notified to the Laozhai family, and Boss Lang made a big deal of it, and his idea of ​​taking the opportunity to build momentum could not be fully realized.

But it is enough for the people in Laozhai to know. It is not difficult for Xinzhai and those who come after to find out.

It's a pity that God was not kind to us. It was cloudy and rainy that day, which made people feel gloomy.

People in Laozhai don't care much.

Since the great changes in the world a few months ago, the sky in Dawu has become a bit more gloomy, and there is also a bit of haziness and crimson brought by the fog.

Life has to go on, so these days everyone has learned to ignore these visions.

During the playing, Li Qingmiao, wearing a bright red groom's robe and riding a maroon horse, went to the government office with the wedding team.

Boss Lang's home is in the mansion behind the government office, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

If he couldn't make a big deal out of it, couldn't he let interested people notice Li Qingmiao's wedding?

Someone with the strength to make the effort will naturally find out that this is the private residence of the previous Palace Master, and now of course it belongs to him, the new Palace Master.

Ordinary people in the city did not dare to come to the government office to watch. There was definitely no need to disturb the people.

As the groom's official, Li Qingmiao was not in a bad mood.

The eldest daughter of the Lang family, Wanwan, and him... well, they were not childhood sweethearts, just childhood sweethearts.

There is a ten-year age difference between the two of them, so he said they were almost the same since he watched the girl grow up.

However, the two families knew each other well and didn't hate each other, so having multiple wives was really not a big deal to him.

However, from now on he can no longer be called Uncle Lang, but must be called father-in-law, which makes him feel a little more complicated: he is indeed a smart person who I remind him to be careful.

I treat you as my uncle, but you want to be my father-in-law?

It's not that I'm disgusted, I just admire my father-in-law for not being strong enough but for having the brains to do it.

(A certain father-in-law: Are you polite?)

The wedding party went around the area where the brothers of the old village lived, accepting everyone's onlookers and congratulations. It took almost an hour to reach the two streets outside the Lang family mansion.

Suddenly, a long and low horn sounded in the city.

With the sound of the horn, bursts of noise came from all over the city.

Groups of civilian warriors rushed out of their homes and headed straight for the nearest defense formation node.

They had to rush there, and then obey the orders of the garrison personnel, and be ready to provide blood and qi at any time to maintain the formation.

The garrison, mainly the warriors of Langtao Village, began to surge to the top of the city in large numbers, operate the city defense equipment, and enter combat status.

Li Qingmiao and the wedding party were stunned, and then many people cursed: "Fuck, are they here to make trouble just because we are having a wedding in our village?"

"Monsters should be killed."

"Let's go, kill them and give them as gifts to Brother Qingmiao."

"Yes, go and collect the gifts."

A large number of brothers from the old village broke away from the wedding party and headed straight for the city wall.

They are all close to the old Li family, and their strength is in the second round. Many of them hold important positions in the garrison.

If it weren't for Li Qingmiao's wedding, these people would not have all been present. Who would have known that they would encounter this.

Li Qingmiao was not annoyed at all. He patted his hands on the horse's back and floated towards the city wall: "Let's go together. Today I want to see which monster dares to offend our Langtao, um, our Fucheng."

Seeing this, a group of people were angry and amused: "You kid threw the bride in the bridal chamber, aren't you afraid that you can't get in tonight?"

"Don't kill monsters until your legs are weak. When you come back at night, you can't report to Sister Wanwan."

Amid the chaotic laughter, a group of people dispersed and ran to their own defense areas.

The few people who had arrived at the East Gate with Li Qingmiao had just landed and gasped: "My goodness, do the monsters want to stop living?"

"Nonsense, they obviously don't want us to live anymore."

"No wonder the Donghai government ran so fast, probably because they expected something bad to happen?"

"Not good, you loved to be lazy when you were studying, this is called delivering to the door."

"Brother Qingmiao, it seems that you are really going to go to the bridal chamber with weak legs."

"Get out! You still want to take the exam for the scholar, you are full of jingles, check the weapons and precious medicines quickly, you will be busy this time."

On the east side of the city, a large number of monsters approached and walked into the uncovered farmland.

Looking from the city wall, there are already hundreds of them, and they are still increasing.

This is only the east side, and there are also long and short horn sounds from the north and south sides, and there are hundreds of monsters on each side.

Finally, someone asked in confusion: "With so many monsters gathered in one place, aren't they afraid of the arrival of the immortal mountain?"

Another person snorted coldly: "There are so many cities in Dawu, we may not be the most dangerous one. Ancestor Shennong is kind-hearted, we can't ask him for help when we encounter problems, otherwise our martial arts training will be in vain."