Chapter 490: Worried about the marriage of the children

"Alright, let's go to Qi to play!"

When the little kingfisher heard this, he regained his spirits: "Never mind Southern Qi and Northern Qi, it's already reached the boundary line, it would be a pity if we didn't go for a stroll."

"The pass is guarded by soldiers, how can we go easily?"

Lin Qingluo denied it with a smile: "It's fine to cross the border line. Let's walk along the border line in Fengqi, travel around the mountains and rivers, explore the terrain, and maybe meet the soldiers guarding the pass."

The little kingfisher's eyes sparkled: "Is the Lin family army stationed in Nanqi's line of defense?"

"Not yet."

Lin Qingluo was sad: "I heard from the fourth brother that the Southern Qi state is relatively weak, and it has lived in peace with Fengqi for decades, and the pressure on border defense is relatively small."

"Most of the generals in the frontier army are the sons of wealthy families, and their families sprinkled a lot of silver, stuffing it into military merits, and glorifying the lintel."

"The empress is stupid, and the soldiers under her are also useless."

Little Kingfisher gave a pertinent comment: "Of course, except for Lin Jiajun."

"Ok, deal."

Lin Qingluo's big eyes sparkled: "Cross the Qilian Mountains and head east."

"Okay, finally we can travel.

The little kingfisher cheered happily: "It's time for this baby to show off its might."

**

Early the next morning, Bamboo House.

Ye Xue'e sat opposite Mrs. Feng, frowning.

Both mothers are worrying about their children's marriage.

"Brother Yu will be eighteen in the new year, and he doesn't even have a girl he likes."

Ye Xue'e rubbed the center of her brows with a headache: "If you delay any longer, all good girls will be picked away by others."

Mrs. Feng sighed: "As soon as I mentioned the matter of engagement to her, I was anxious with me, and I couldn't say a word."

"Miss Feng has a refreshing temper, she doesn't look like a stubborn child."

Ye Xue'e comforted in a soft voice: "Is it because you are pushing too hard, communicate with the child more, ask her what she likes, and then help her choose."

"I asked!"

When Mrs. Feng thought about it, her heart sank: "I have asked dozens of times, but I never gave a good face. I was either impatient, or I just ran out, and I didn't see anyone for a whole day."

"Just like Jinyu, you can't say a word."

Ye Xue'e's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy: "Children nowadays, why are they so difficult to manage, unlike our time, when parents order, matchmaker's words, a bridal sedan chair is carried into the house, and they are husband and wife."

"Not really."

Mrs. Feng is also full of emotion: "Nowadays, the children are all upright and have their own ideas~www..com~ They don't take their parents' words seriously anymore."

"Mother, you're worrying again so early in the morning."

Feng Liu heard the conversation between the two mothers with sharp ears, and complained dissatisfiedly through the bamboo door: "How can anyone talk about their children's marriage every day, are you tired?"

"Listen, I haven't asked her yet, she exploded first, like a firecracker."

Furious, Mrs. Feng pointed out the door and reprimanded him angrily.

"I like Sister Liu's temperament. Be a daughter-in-law for our family."

Mrs. Lin just had breakfast, and was strolling by the bamboo grove to digest her food. When she heard Fengliu's complaint, she spoke with a smile.

"Second Madam, why are you like this? I don't care about you. I'm leaving."

Feng Liuxao's cheeks were flushed, stomping her feet angrily, and ran away like a gust of wind.

"Sisters and sisters, you got up early today! Have you eaten yet?"

Ye Xue'e opened the window, poked her head out to look out, and saw Mrs. Lin, her eyes showed concern.

After Uncle Lin left, Mrs. Lin was overly sad and fell ill. Fortunately, Lin Qingluo took care of her for a while, and her complexion obviously improved a lot.

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