The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Both of Qi Jun's parents died, and he lived with his uncle and aunt who was the postman. His family background can be considered poor.

But he is very capable, and at a young age he is a general under his father's command.

In the previous life, he was self-reliant and took the position of third-rank general, but it was a pity that he was beheaded by the Song family in the end.

When he died, he was still alone.

Looking at it this way, Qi Jun is really a good choice for a sister-in-law.

Song Zhao immediately sat up straight, lay down under the bead curtain, and asked casually, "General Qi, are you already weak this year? Are you married~"

Qi Jun's eyelids twitched, and he quickly took a peek at the gentle and quiet Song Yao, his palms were sweating, a blush appeared on his handsome face, and he stammered, "Back to the second girl, I have been following General Song wholeheartedly to protect my family and country. I thought about getting married."

Song Zhao noticed that when Qi Jun said this, the corners of Song Yao's lips twitched slightly.

There is a show!

Song Zhao came back from his seat, leaned into Song Yao's ear, and said intentionally, "Young general Qi is a talented young man with a deep chest, but it's a pity that he has no father and no mother, and he has never studied, otherwise he would be able to match his sister."

Song Yao pinched the veil and glared at his sister, "You can't say that. If a general Qi has no father or mother and no knowledge, how many men can achieve this achievement? Besides, didn't Zhaozhao say before that, Does marriage depend on the character of the other person, how can you be picky based on family background?"

Song Zhao cupped his cheeks to relax, "It seems that my sister is very satisfied with General Qi? Anyway, if you want to see your husband today, you can consider General Qi."

Song Yao was stunned.

It seemed that clouds flew into her cheeks, showing an intoxicating crimson color.

She put down the bead curtain and whispered unspeakably, "Little sister, you are not old enough yet, so you are not ashamed to discuss your husband's affairs with me like this."

"It's my sister who said that it's a girl's duty to marry someone." Song Zhao propped his chin and said casually, "If sister doesn't want to miss a good match, you might as well try it out if you find an opportunity later."

Song Yao bit his lip, distracted.

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Soon, the carriages and horses arrived at their destination.

The orchid exhibition is set in a huge courtyard, surrounded by rockery on all sides, with corridors and pavilions, and the scenery is excellent.

As the family stepped into the threshold, Song Zhao looked around generously.

Spring is in full bloom, and there are countless orchids growing in the garden.

Orchids wait for the spring breeze, and the deep forest contains fragrance.

Different varieties of orchids have different flower colors, and clusters are piled up on both sides of the road, colorful and fragrant.

There is a luxurious and spacious gazebo in the garden, which can accommodate more than a hundred people. It is separated by a carved white jade barrier. Half of the male relatives sit and half of the female relatives sit.

There are several Eight Immortals tables outside the gazebo, with tea, fresh fruits and exquisite snacks on them.

There were about 20 young talents who came to the banquet, and all of them walked on the path outside the pavilion, all of them were handsome and knowledgeable.

Song Yao put on the only hat, so that he could observe in an open and honest manner.

All the young people are well aware of the intention of the Song family to set up an exhibition here today.

They are all talents who participated in the imperial examination this year, and they all came from poor families. They were very excited when they learned that the Song family was going to choose a husband for Miss Song from among them. .

The old lady Song had bad legs and feet, so Song Yao helped her to sit in the gazebo.

Song Ti and Yun Shi were in charge of chatting with the talented scholars, planning to analyze each other's character from the conversation first.

Song Jinfu followed Song Zhao every step of the way, lest Si Yu get close to his sister.

Si Yu didn't think so.

No matter how much you defend yourself, your sister will still be infatuated with him.

He felt a little sympathetic to Song Jinfu. If he knew what the little girl thought about him in the future, would he vomit three liters of blood?

"Zhao Zhao!" Suddenly, a vigorous shout came.

The dainty girl in the pink wishful skirt ran towards Song Zhao like a butterfly!

"Nuonuo!" Song Zhao dropped the orchid in his hand, and embraced the handkerchief.

Song Jinfu stared at Wen Nuo thoughtfully. This was the Wen Nuo whose younger sister used an excuse to go to a friend's house for a dinner three years ago.