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Chapter 1109 love is like a gust of wind

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    The Audi a8 led the team, and a convoy of Rolls-Royce and Maybach drove straight into the mountain road. After driving for about ten minutes, the front suddenly opened up, and a piece of antique buildings appeared in front of us.

    This is the old house of the Confucian Mansion in Qufu. It is indeed quite old to say that it is an old house. The main house is a historic site with a long history. As for how long it can be traced back, no one can prove it.  Open, this is the former residence of Confucius. It will only be opened once a year when the ancestors are worshipped.  Maintaining its original appearance, the main house is nothing out of the ordinary and is purely a spiritual symbol, representing the Confucius sage thousands of years ago.

    Surrounding the main house are antique-style buildings scattered around in an orderly manner. Most of these houses are usually empty, because there are actually not many Kong family members in Qufu.  Older people, those who live here for the elderly, a few decades ago, most of the Confucian family members have been scattered all over the country and abroad, especially in Taiwan and the United States. This is the place where the Confucian family members gather most  , Qufu is a kind of remembrance and sustenance for the children of Confucianism, mostly symbolic.

    Today, there are many more Confucian family members in Qufu Confucian Mansion as usual. There are almost dozens of people standing in front of the main house. Among them, Mr. Kong Da is the leader.  , Kong Dejing lowered her head and frowned slightly, she couldn't see any expression on her face, but if you looked carefully, there was a little sadness in it.

    At the foot of the mountain, after Xiang Que got off the taxi, he bypassed the main entrance and climbed up the hillside 100 meters away.  Xiang Que immediately felt a strong aura of wealth.

    "After all, it is a thousand-year-old house. Its background is much worse than that of the Forbidden City, but it is not a little bit better than Tangshan Chen's mansion. It has gathered the popularity of thousands of years As long as it is not the Kong family  It¡¯s not that the disciples are too muddy to support the wall, it¡¯s just that this foundation will not be exhausted after hundreds of years.¡±

    Xiang Que leisurely strolled on the hillside. He came here this time just to see the thousand-year-old family of Confucian Mansion. He didn't have any other ideas. Even if he had any thoughts, he couldn't get up.  It doesn't matter too much, because of the existence of Confucius, the merits and virtues accumulated by the Han people who pay homage to the Confucius family every year already have a majestic momentum. If Xiang Que dares to move the fundamental thoughts of the Confucius family, he will definitely  He was immediately struck to death by a thunderbolt.

    What is a sage? In ancient times, only those who have been certified by the heavens are called sages, and they can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the real man.

    When Xiang Que was walking on the mountainside, the luxury convoy in front of the main house of the Confucian Mansion had already stopped, and a middle-aged man in his fifties and a young man in his thirties walked out of Maybacher.

    There are some similarities in the appearance of these two people. It can be seen from the eyebrows that the two must be immediate relatives.

    After getting out of the car, the middle-aged man in his fifties habitually put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly. This is not an artificial movement, but a habit that has been developed by masters over the years.  The arrogance in his bones has been deeply ingrained. The young man behind the middle-aged man stood very respectfully behind him, less than half a meter away, looking forward with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up exactly the same.

    The young man's eyes passed through the crowd, and finally landed on Kong Dejing.

    A long-looking talent, if Xiang Que were to describe this person, one word would pop out of his head.

    "A dragon and a phoenix among men"

    The doors of Rolls-Royce and Audi A8 were opened at the same time, and a dozen people in Tang suits opened the trunk of the car, and then took out a bunch of things that were not suitable for these luxury cars.

    In the trunk, more than a dozen bamboo baskets were removed, and each bamboo basket was tied with red flowers tied with red cloth. There were eighteen of them on the ground, and eighteen hoofs were placed in the first bamboo basket.  Piao, there are several bundles of silk and satin in the bamboo basket at the back, and then there are all valuable things, fine jade and gold ingots, and bundles of banknotes tied together.

    This is the standard configuration used by big families in the south when proposing marriages, but there is a slight change in one of them. They used to use bank notes. Now these things must not be able to circulate, so they are all replaced by cash.

    This custom can be traced back hundreds of years. During the Ming Dynasty, rich families took the initiative to come to their homes to propose marriage for their children. The bigger the scene, the better. The bigger the scene, the more they valued each other.  Okay, if one party's status is a little worse, the specification of the dowry gift will have to be relatively reduced a lot.

    These eighteenIn addition to the hoofs and silk, the bamboo baskets, jade wares, gold ingots and cash, the total value is exactly 8.88 million.

    In other words, the family who drove a luxury car from Zhejiang to Qufu to propose marriage to the Confucian Mansion, even if their status was not as high as the Confucian Mansion, was not far behind.

    It's right to be right at home!

    The betrothal gifts were laid out in a row, and the middle-aged man and the young man walked forward a few steps to Mr. Kong Da at the same time. The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said, "I have met Deacon Kong Da."

    "Hello, Uncle Kong," the young man bowed ninety degrees to greet him.

    Mr. Kong Da smiled, and said with a very gentle attitude: "Mr. Shen and nephew are polite, come, please come inside."

    Behind Mr. Kong Da, the smiles on the faces of the middle-aged men and women are very obvious. It can be seen that the two people seem to be quite satisfied with the person who proposed the marriage. The middle-aged woman looked back at Kong Dejing behind her, and said softly: "Jing  Son, the Shen family has done a lot of sincerity this time, look at Shen Linfeng, who is also handsome and polite, how about you, you are still satisfied."

    Kong Dejing lowered her head, with a slight smile on her face, and said in a low voice: "Satisfied? Not satisfied? Does it have anything to do with me? This is not my request, but yours. Do I have a choice?"

    The middle-aged woman continued to smile and said: "Although you can't choose your own wedding, Mr. Kong Da and we decided this marriage for you after a long time of deliberation. Who is the Shen family? Although the history is not as good as ours.  The mansion has a long history, but in terms of the current scale, it is not too long. You are well-matched, Jinger, you are much more blessed than other Kong family children."

    "It's just a marriage. No matter how high-sounding the talk is, isn't it still a matter of my life in exchange?" Kong Dejing's words were inexplicably bleak.

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