After that, he ran out and left a few words from a distance.

"I'm going home. I'll come back when the wedding is over."

Lian Xiaojun smiled and did not try to persuade him to stay. He made another pot of tea and said, "Should we not be relatives? It would be better if we were not relatives. Being relatives would make it inconvenient to do business with the Tian family."

He shouted for someone, and the attendants came in to listen to his orders.

"The expenses incurred in preparing for Madam's wedding are recorded clearly in the account book, and will be given to Madam later."

"Also, go and ask Governor Wu if he needs anything, and we can arrange it for him at a low price."

Is the wedding going to make a fortune? The entourage responded yes. He also heard Lian Xiaoqiang’s words just now, and couldn’t help but ask: "Does the young master still attend the wedding and give gifts?"

Lian Xiaojun smiled and said: "Of course I want to send it. If it weren't for my wife, I wouldn't be where I am today. I have to thank my wife. Of course, this thank you is only for me, not Lian's."

The attendant understood and responded: "I'll be ready right now."

Lian Xiaojun put down the cooked tea, stood up and said, "I'll prepare it myself."

"Young Master, are you a little sad?" the attendant laughed and joked, "Madam still likes Governor Wu the most."

"You are just an ordinary person. Since I like Madam, of course I will be happy for Madam if she finds someone she likes." Lian Xiaojun said, smiling at him again, "What's more, if Madam likes Governor Wu, it doesn't mean she dislikes me.

Already."

He said the favor and left, and his entourage followed him with a smile.

...

...

There are those who are not close but want to be married off, and there are also those who are not close but want to be married off.

There was chaos in Liang Zhen's house far away in Mobei.

There are people loading cars, there are people packing furniture, maids are wandering around, and children are running around grabbing adults and asking, "When we get to the capital, can we watch a opera?" "When we get to the capital, can I still keep ten horses?"

There are soldiers who are tired of the journey, carrying big and small bags, big boxes and small boxes, and they are running through the door, shouting "Congratulations, Sir!" "Congratulations, Sir!" "Sir, you must drink a few more jars of wedding wine for us.

!”

Mrs. Liang's house was even more crowded. The daughters-in-law asked, "Do you still have this?" The ladies in charge asked, "How many more carriages and horses are there?" The stewards shouted, "Someone else is here to congratulate me."

Mrs. Liang's face became even older. She walked here and there with a cane and finally threw the cane away in anger: "Where did the old man die?"

Everyone in the hall became quiet and pointed in one direction, the backyard.

Mrs. Liang stomped towards that side, cursing that the damn old man was still hiding away!

Watching Mrs. Liang walk out, none of the wives, servants and stewards who needed answers to various questions dared to follow her.

"Old Master..." a steward asked in a low voice, "Are you starting to cry again?"

The others nodded silently at him.
Chapter completed!