Chapter 347: Adoptive surprise (1)

Chapter 347 Adoption Sudden Change (1)
Ouyang Shaohao's mouth bends a beautiful arc, gently pinching her bright face: it is stupid, still not recognized! The little stupid girl has lived for fourteen years at the age of fourteen. In the next six months, she will be married and she will be married.
In the confusion, Murong Xue heard the sound of the birds singing, the voice of the next person, the voice of the voice, she gently picked up the eyebrows, the sky is already bright...
Suddenly, one hand reached over and touched her hair with interest, pinching her small face, faintly scented with bamboo and bamboo, and Murong Xue’s bright face was slightly gloomy, and suddenly reached out to push the person in front of him. The person in front of him was lying still, but she went straight back, plopped, fell to the hard ground, slammed and shivered, and stared at Venus...
"Genius is just bright, why are you so anxious to get up?" Ouyang Shaosheng sat down slowly, and the snow-colored cloak reflected his ink-like hair, the noble, Tsinghua.
Looking at Murong Xue's clothes, he was half-open, his hair was messy, and his blackstone-like eyes flashed a touch of incomprehensible laughter...
Murong Xue stood up slowly and screamed at Ouyang Shaohao: Which of his eyes saw her rushing to get out of bed? She wants to push him open, okay...
"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, clutching Murong Xue's wrist and pulling her back to the bed.
"I am not sleepy, don't sleep, sleep, sleep on your own." Murong Xue said with a sigh of relief, clutching the fingers of Ouyang Shaohao, one by one, forcefully open...
Looking at her angry face, Ouyang Shaohao ink eyebrows picked and picked: "You force again, the wound on the shoulder will be cracked."
"You lie to me less, my wounds are clearly scarred, and after a few hours, it will be restored as before..." Murong Xue disdain and slammed his hand and continued to force his hand...
"Shizi, Wu'an Houfu sent it please post!" The hurricane suddenly appeared outside the window, holding a gorgeous sticker in his hand.
Murong Xue’s action was awkward, and the cold eyes narrowed up. Wu’an Houfu’s post:
What have you written?

"Wu'an Hou Song Tian asked to choose a child in the tribe as a heir, GF to please post, please go to witness!" Hurricane low back.
Murong Xue’s mouth was slightly curved. Yesterday, Murong Jian sent people to laugh at Song Tian’s question as an eunuch. Today he publicly chooses to continue. The speed is really fast enough:
What requirements can he have for the children he chooses?

"He wants children under the age of four, smart, strong and strong..." The hurricane screamed back.
Murong Xue's mouth bends a beautiful arc: children under the age of four are almost not remembered. Song Tian asked to choose such a child as a heir. It is really hard work...
"Can you know when he started picking?"
"Today's time (9:00 am to 11:00 am), all the people who are willing to pass the children will arrive at the Song Dynasty with their children before the time of the squatting, for Song Tian to ask for selection." The hurricane replied softly.
Murong Xue nodded in understanding, although Wu Anhou is a second-rate marquis, but also a court prince, there are many people yearning for it!
She turned her head and looked at Ouyang Shaohao with a gaze: "Shizi, let's go to the Song Dynasty to see the excitement."
Xiaoyao Wangfu is a product of Wangfu. The capital of the capital city of the capital has a happy event. Basically, it will be posted to the Xiaoyao Wangfu to show respect. If the owner of the palace goes to the banquet, they will feel honored. If the master of the palace does not go, they will not complain……
"Do you think Wu'an Houfu has a lively look?" Ouyang Shaohao raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue.
"There will be nine out of ten." Murong Xue's eyes are faint: Song Tian asked Guangfa to post, the heir to the election, but he is the brother of his brother, Song Qian, who wants his own son to inherit the position...
"Song Tianwen is a wise man, Wu'an Houfu is in his control, Wu'an Houfu is not very likely to be lively..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, a lack of interest.
Murong Xue Liumei picked and picked, and said: "Let's take a long look. If there is no excitement, come back immediately..."
Ouyang Shaohao Shen Shen for a moment, faintly said: "Wu'an Houfu is a little far from here, one after another, a lot of time wasted..."
"But you have nothing to do in the Snowfall Court... Go, let's go, just take a walk..." Murong Xue said lowly, turned over and got out of bed, clutching Ouyang's arm, and forced outward. Hey.
Looking at her gleaming eyes, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of laughter and nodded. "Well, I will accompany you to Wu'an Houfu."
When he was, Murong Xue came to the front door of Wu'an Houfu, handed in a post, and stepped into the Wu'an Houfu. He saw the row of rows in the government station full of guards, and the entire Houfu protection was impenetrable.
The door of the ancestral hall was wide open. Song Tian asked to stand in the ancestral hall. On the ancestral plaque, he took a three-column incense, slowly walked out, stood on the high steps, and looked at the pair standing in front of the ancestral hall. The couple, and the one in their arms, the one-year-old, two-year-old, three-year-old, and four-year-old, are proud of their voice.
"No filial son Song Tian asked, innocent disaster, can no longer have a child, now intends to pass a child from the tribe, you come here, is willing to pass the child, as long as I Song Tian asked a child, he is my child Song Tian asked His name will immediately write the genealogy and write down to my name, Song Tian. From now on, there will be no connection with the biological parents. Are you willing?"
The tribes looked at each other and nodded gently: "Nature is willing."
Children are their own, and they are not willing to let him recognize others as fathers. However, Wu’an Houfu is rich and Wu’an Hou is also a very good official position. If the children become Wu’an Hou, they are the courtiers of the people, than follow them. It is much harder to be a civilian.
"The adults are the cards, you can not regret it in the future." Song Tian asked low and said, glanced at the left rear, where there were dozens of courtiers dressed in official uniforms and majestic faces.
"Do not regret, never repent." The tribes jumped and smirked, and promised again and again.
"That's good, Ben now starts to pick children, please hold your children." Song Tian asked faintly, slowly descended from the high platform and went to the tribe...
Murong Xue smiled, threatened, threatened, moved out of the official suppression, Song Tian asked the means, but also brilliant, after all, people have selfishness, if the child grows up, can have the ability, his biological parents come to find the child, he is not a bamboo basket The water has been empty, and all the hard work of the years has been put to the east...
Song Tianwen explained the interests before the children were selected, so that the ethnic groups have to take care of them, no matter how good the children are, at least in his lifetime, the children’s biological parents will not come to disturb...
(End of this chapter)