C43 Runaway marriage(3)

"Father, how confident are you in proposing marriage?" Ling Xiaotian asked a question that he had wanted to ask for a long time, and this question had been buried within his heart for several days.

"Eighty percent!" Ling Daiyan said indifferently.

Ling Xiaotian could tell that Ling Daiyan's words were forced, and most likely, there was not even half of the possibility of it happening. He knew that his father said this in order to give him a peace of mind pill, and at the same time, give him a peace of mind pill.

Looking at Ling Daiyan's calm expression, Ling Xiaotian nodded his head.

Ling Daiyan was very satisfied with Ling Xiaotian's performance. In his own words, if he worked hard, there might not be a result, but if he did not work hard, there would definitely be no end to it.

The same applied to the nobles as well. The difference between a noble and a Count was like that of a viscount, but Duke Gongsun's house was much more luxurious than the Ling family's. This could be seen from their imposing manner!

There were two marble pillars with a diameter of over sixty centimeters. The patterns engraved on them were very detailed. The one meter tall red lacquer door had ninety-nine eighty-one large copper nails on it, reflecting a dazzling light under the sun's rays.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of Gongsun family's gate.

Ling Fang jumped down from the carriage and said to the person looking at the door: "My master is Viscount Ling Daiyan, and he brought Young Master Ling Xiaotian to pay a visit to Countess Gongsun!"

The door looked at the carriage with disdain, "Just you wait, I'll go inform my master!"

They were always the type of people who relied on others the most, when they saw that the person who came was more respected than their master, they immediately bowed and bowed, and if they were not as noble as their master, they would change their expression to one of disdain, which was something Ling Daiyan had seen many times, so he did not care about it at all.

Two weeks ago, Ling Daiyan had already set a date to come visit Count Gongsun and have someone deliver the news beforehand.

"Welcome, welcome! Viscount Ling, welcome to our humble mansion!" A voice came from outside the car.

It was not Duke Gongsun's voice, but Ling Daiyan's first impression of him. Ling Daiyan was very familiar with his voice, he pulled open the curtain and as expected, it was not the voice, but the main butler of the Gongsun Clan, Gongsun Wuchang.

"Greetings, Viscount Ling!" Gongsun Wuchang smiled as he saluted towards Ling Daiyan. "My master has been waiting for you in the inner hall for a long time. Please follow me!"

Ling Xiaotian looked at him and nodded slightly.

Ling Daiyan was very satisfied with his son's performance. Ever since he woke up from his coma, he understood a lot of things. He did not know that the current Ling Xiaotian was no longer the Ling Xiaotian before him.

"Then I'll be troubling Housekeeper Gongsun!" Ling Daiyan jumped off the car and said.

With Ling Fang's support, Ling Xiaotian got off the car. This action made Gongsun Wuchang smile, and like a few guards, he had a disdainful expression on his face.

"Please!" Gongsun Wuchang immediately turned back into a welcoming smile as he led the way in front.

There were pavilions, pavilions, buildings, and pillars carved on the ground. Every three steps, every five steps, every one of them looked at each other, and every single step was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and every single path was serene and serene. This was Ling Xiaotian's evaluation of the Gongsun Family.

After walking for a few minutes, they finally reached the inner hall. Ling Xiaotian knew that the road they were walking on was only a quarter of the Gongsun Clan's path, but it was already much larger than the Ling Family Manor.

If one wasn't in Shenzhen, they wouldn't know about money. If one wasn't in Beijing, they wouldn't know about the government's age.

Originally, he felt that the Ling family mansion was already very big, and it would take a long time to walk around. Looking at this place again, it was practically a park, and it wouldn't even take half an hour for you to walk around.

Servants were everywhere. The Gongsun family was truly rich.

"Please!" Gongsun Wuchang stood at the entrance of the inner hall and made a gesture of invitation towards the father and son.

As the butler of a great noble, it was impossible for him to not be able to do such a commonly used posture. The only explanation was that he did not want to do it properly, and from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on the Ling father and son.

"Hahaha, Brother Ling is here!" A candid voice came out, and then a middle-aged man, whose height was shorter than Ling Daiyan, stood up from the main seat in the inner hall. He had a face full of smiles, but Ling Xiaotian felt that his smile was abnormal.

This was the head of the Gongsun family, Count Gongsun Jingcheng of the Empire, the deputy commander of the garrison at the southern route of the Empire. This garrison was stationed at Beirut City.

"Greetings, Count Gongsun!" Although they were good friends who had grown up together, there was no lack of etiquette between nobles. Ling Dai bowed and said, "My apologies for coming to visit. Please forgive me!"

"Is there a need to be so courteous between us?" Gongsun Jingcheng walked over and patted Grandmaster Ling's shoulder and said with a smile, "It has been more than three years since we last met. Hahaha, I really miss our time together!"

They had been friends since childhood, and together, they had served under Ling Xiaotian's grandfather's command. Gongsun Jingcheng had gained a lot from this service, and that was the main reason why the Gongsun Clan was trying to curry favor with the Ling Family. After all, the Ling Family had an Imperial Marshal, who was his son's superior.

It could be said that Gongsun Jingcheng was raised up by Ling Xiaotian's grandfather, but now, it could be said that was the one who gained first, his predecessors!

"This is Xiao Tian, right? Haha, it's been almost ten years. I remember the last time Uncle came to your house, you were only five years old. Time flies!" Gongsun Jingcheng looked at Ling Xiaotian amiably and said.

Ling Xiaotian very politely bowed: "This nephew greets Count Gongsun!"

Honestly speaking, Gongsun Jingcheng had a good first impression of Ling Xiaotian. He was polite and had the bearing of a great family, thinking to himself, how could he be someone with mediocre talent?

"Alright, alright, alright. Xiao Tian has grown up. Hur Hur!" Gongsun Jingcheng said with a smile.

Just like Ling Xiaotian, she had already awakened his warrior power when he was only four years old. At the age of twelve, he had reached Level 10 Warrior Power, and now, he had reached a terrifying level 19 Martial Spirit. If he had another level, he could become a Martial Spirit.

To be able to advance to the Martial Spirit before the age of twenty was already considered a genius above the Mystic Cloud Continent, not to mention Gongsun Qingwen who was the same age as Ling Xiaotian, a mere fifteen years old was already enough for him to advance.

Gongsun Qingwen actually did not appear here. Logically speaking, she was the target of a proposal, she should have appeared here instead.