The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Shen Yifan took the red post with bronzing letters in one hand, opened it to read, and handed it to Mrs. Shen for a closer look.

Mrs. Shen is also literate. Seeing that the name written on the invitation card is Shen Xinsu's, but the date of birth next to the name is Shen Qingchuan's, and she carefully read Shang Xiaolou's date of birth. Fire and water are incompatible, obviously not mutually exclusive.

Mrs. Shen has always written letters with the horoscope of birth date, and she also has a superficial understanding of these.

I couldn't help but get angry when I saw it. This is a red post approved by a half-hearted matchmaker. The birthdays don't match, and they don't match each other. But Fire Fate, not to mention anything else, just say that this attribute is incompatible, and it must be a life-and-death situation.

Young Marshal Shang was being fooled by someone, Mrs. Shen couldn't point it out directly, these soldiers are always unreasonable, if they tell the truth, Young Marshal Shang will be furious, and it will be difficult to do this if he insists on it.

Mrs. Shen stood next to Master Shen, touched his arm, motioned him to read the post, and then smiled warmly, "The officials must have some misunderstanding, why don't you sit down and talk slowly, go inside and have a drink?" Cup of hot tea."

"Don't dare, Mrs. Shen, please be polite." The adjutant waved his hands quickly, with a very respectful attitude, as if the Shen family was now the in-laws of Marshal Shang.

"It's inconvenient now, and it won't be too late to have a few more glasses of wine at the banquet. Young Marshal Shang will definitely come to marry Miss Fourth." The adjutant said with his hands in his hands, this was extremely polite, and he did enough to save face.

Mr. Shen didn't make false promises to the adjutant, and said bluntly, "This matter can't be done, I object. My daughter has already betrothed to someone else, please tell this matter to Young Marshal Shang."

Suddenly, a cold voice broke in.

"I am married to Third Young Master Shen."

Everyone looked in the direction of the gate, and saw a tall and straight young man in dark green army/clothes, standing against the light, his black leather shoes were shining brightly, his waist was tied with a belt, and he had two wooden warehouse poles. Wearing white gloves.

A young man between a teenager and a young man, but his chilling and ruthless aura made everyone dare not underestimate him. The autumn wind blowing over him seemed to carry a faint smell of blood.

When he approached, everyone realized that this was a young man with an extremely delicate appearance, so delicate that it was almost sharp, as if it could cut the glass in the palm of his hand.

Crow-black hair, pale ghostly complexion like a paper man made of paper, extremely dark pupils, without a trace of light, gloomy, thin lips scarlet like drinking blood, slightly raised like a harvest The sickle of human life, with a face that looks like a woman but has a ferocious face.

——Like an evil spirit crawling out of the abyss and hell, wanting to eat human flesh and drink blood.

The team moved out of a wide road in an orderly manner, and Shang Xiaolou walked up to Master Shen, his eyes revealed that he was determined to win this matter, and he repeated, "Master Shen, I am destined to marry."

"Absurd! Absurd! What are you talking about?" Hearing these words, Master Shen almost couldn't hold his crutches. He even scolded twice, regardless of Shang Xiaolou's identity.He was about to fall backwards, and the two brothers and sisters Shen Yifan and Shen Xinsu hurried forward to support him.

Mr. Shen was so angry that his blood pressure soared and he was about to have a heart attack. He said earlier that he wanted to marry his youngest daughter, and then he said that he wanted to marry his third son. Could it be that two brothers and sisters from the Shen family should serve one husband together? Where will his reputation be placed, and how will he face the ancestors of the Shen family.

Master Shen swayed and felt dizzy.

"dad!"

"master!"

The two brothers and sisters of the Shen family spoke at the same time, and the servants were in a mess. Mrs. Shen hurriedly called someone to fetch Baoxin Pills for Mr. Shen to take before he breathed a sigh of relief.

The adjutant came out to smooth things over, and said with a smile on his eyes, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Our Marshal Shang married Fourth Miss."

"Young Marshal, what he said just now is that I would like to thank Third Young Master Shen for being the bridge and matchmaking, so that the Young Marshal's admiration can be fulfilled." The adjutant secretly looked at Miss Shen Fourth again, her appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Third Young Master Shen, It's just that Miss Shen Fourth has a more demure and elegant demeanor, while Third Young Master Shen is...

The adjutant recalled the scene where Third Young Master Shen was pressed by the bedside by Shang Xiaolou and poured medicine with his mouth. When the curtain fell, he secretly saw that Third Young Master Shen's eyebrows and eyes were as bright as mountains and snow, and he was astonishingly beautiful, more beautiful than a woman. Beautiful, although she is not feminine, but has a seductive meaning unintentionally revealed from the bottom of her bones.

Alas, if Fourth Miss Shen, whom Shaoshuai Shang likes, can make up for it and put the dowry in Shen's residence today, this matter will be easy to handle, and he doesn't have to work hard to talk things over here.

It's a pity, Marshal Shang already has a deep affection for Third Young Master Shen, so it must be him.

Shen Yifan noticed the adjutant's gaze, he took a step forward and covered his younger sister Shen Xinsu behind him, as if he took the adjutant's gaze as malicious.

"This has something to do with him?" Old Master Shen had a hint of anger on his face.

"Master Shen, let Third Young Master Shen take a look at the invitation, and he will know, so he won't bother your house today, and fourth Miss Shen, please prepare well. When the auspicious day comes, our young commander will definitely give you a good look." The big sedan chair comes to marry you."

"Line up! Let's go."

The adjutant gave an order, and they came and walked in a mighty way, causing quite a commotion. As soon as they left, the servants in Shen's residence poured out one after another. Whoever has the guts to get close to Mu Cang, if he gets hit by Mu Cang, it will be bad.

"Master, what should we do?" the servant said with a mournful face, fearing that the Shen family's catastrophe would be approaching, but if he could get into the marriage of Young Marshal Shang and make a fortune, it would be a disaster or a blessing, it's not a question.

The servants didn't show their thoughts on their faces, and they all showed expressions of worry for their master.

Mr. Shen leaned on his crutches, picked up his crutches, stomped on the floor, and said loudly, "What can I do! What else can I do? Go and call that incompetent thing, and get out of here quickly."

Old Mrs. Shen saw that Master Shen was angry with Shen Qingchuan and called Shen Qingchuan a fool, so she knew that he was still angry.

Mrs. Shen quickly patted Mr. Shen on the back with her hand to make him calm, and said, "San'er is not the one who came here carelessly. There may be some misunderstanding about this matter. When San'er comes back, ask him one by one. Clearly, it will not be too late for the master to be held accountable."

Old Master Shen calmed down a little, and he instructed a servant, "Go, go and find the third young master, and let him go home quickly."

"Yes, sir."

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Qunfang Song and Dance Hall.

The sun is shining outside, and the lights in this dance hall are flickering, the singing and dancing are peaceful and lively, the singer is wearing a rose red cheongsam, with a fluffy snow-white mink on her arms, standing on the stage and singing, and the people on the dance floor below are in pairs Man dance.

There are booths outside the dance floor, some modern young men in suits and ties are smoking cigars and shaking the foreign wine in their glasses, they are very rich and rich.

In this place where singing, swallows and dancing, among the crowd of men and women, the most eye-catching is the elegant and elegant young man, even if he is not among all the young masters, he is the only one who is like a shining diamond under the light.

Shen Qingchuan's demeanor and speech are very appropriate, calm and easy to make people feel good about.

Young Master Chen from the Rongsheng Newspaper drank the foreign wine in the cup in one gulp, thought for a while and said, "Ms. Shen, you can see that Miss Qingqing's cheeks are pink, and those apricot eyes full of love fell on you!" She couldn't bear to look away from her body, she couldn't tolerate us other people anymore, why don't you do me a favor and ask her to dance a song."

Miss Qingqing is the famous golden voice in the Qunfang Song and Dance Hall, and her singing voice has captivated many princes and wealthy businessmen.

Shen Qingchuan knew that in his profession, he couldn't shirk certain entertainments, but he kept his body clean and guarded his body and mind. He said, "Thanks to Miss Qingqing's wrong love, I already have a lover. If I know that I have stains on me Other people's perfume, I will feel bad if he tastes it."

Young Master Chen sat on the sofa in the deck with his legs crossed, hugging left and right, without his order, a woman in a purple cheongsam next to him picked up a clear grape and fed it to him, Young Master Chen chewed while eating , with the appearance of someone who came here to teach him carefully, he said, "Oh, Third Young Master Shen. It's just a dance, which one of you is so delicious? That's too shameful."

Seeing Shen Qingchuan's picturesque eyebrows, Young Master Chen was looking at each other quietly. Shen Qingchuan was listening to others seriously. The light shone on his eyes, looking bright, as clear as a pool of ink, as if he wanted to suck people in. .

Young Master Chen had drunk a few glasses of wine and got a little excited. He changed the subject again, but he couldn't bear Shen Qingchuan's embarrassment, so he gave him a bad idea and said, "You dance with Miss Qingqing, go back to take a bath and change your clothes, I will take care of yours. The little lover can't see any clues."

"In fact, you are still afraid that he will find out. I don't think everyone here will mind if you pick a man at will."

As soon as Young Master Chen said this, everyone burst into laughter, and the place became a little more lively. The other young masters were a little vulgar, and seeing that Shen Qingchuan was good-looking, outstanding, and prettier than women, they naturally didn't mind.

What's more, he took the opportunity to boo and said, "Master Shen third, which one do you want to pick?"

"Pick me!"

"Hey, you can't dance, you're like a duck stomping, so choose me."

The scene was noisy for a while, Shen Qingchuan smiled, shook his head and waved his hands and said, "No."

"You guys are here to listen to my singing, so don't embarrass Third Young Master Shen." Miss Qingqing couldn't bear Shen Qingchuan's embarrassment, and her heart was slightly sour. Qingjun, with a rich family background, the most important thing is a kind of love.

Qingqing took a peek at Shen Qingchuan's side face, it was as white as jade, like snow on a jagged mountain stream, like the bright moonlight falling on her heart, her temples were also very beautiful, like spring, her heart resisted being rippling by the wind.

"Hey, look, before we did anything to Master Shen, Miss Qingqing became impatient. We help you like this, but you don't appreciate it. Miss Qingqing, you should punish yourself." Young Master Chen couldn't help jokingly said .

"Give me a reward today, and I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine, and this matter should be over." Shen Qingchuan came out to smooth things over and said.

Just after drinking a glass of wine, the bartender with a bow tie came over and whispered something in Shen Qingchuan's ear.

Shen Qingchuan got up to bid farewell, and said, "Young Master Chen, I have something to go back home, let's meet again next time, and talk about cooperation in next year's issue."

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