When Hou Xuanyan was busy with the wedding, Qian Sule was even busier than him. The mastermind of Prince Yue’s photo was Duke Wei, and the matchmakers on both sides could not be too bad.

Hou Xuanyan chose Yang Zhan, the Duke of Shu who came to Beijing in a special way. Only a few dukes of the Ming Dynasty were dragged away by Hou Xuanyan, so Qian Sule had to beat Xia Yunyi.

When Xia Yunyi heard this, she was just right. Last time she was the boss of Hou Xuanyan, she acted appropriately, and she really hoped that she would come to see her again this time. However, after waiting for a long time, she fell on Zhu Dadian. Xia Yunyi didn't know how much her cumbersome and old-fashioned destruction the groom was, and she felt good about herself. She felt that she was hosting the most flawless wedding. Hou Xuanyan no longer asked her to take care of her, because she was afraid that she would work too much and would be embarrassed to bother herself.

Well, that must be the case.

Xia Yunyi, who felt good about himself, happily agreed when he heard Qian Sule coming to find him.

Hou Xuanyan followed the big matchmaker Yang Zhan and came to Hangzhou to give the betrothal gifts. Even the concubine gave Qian Sule enough face. Rather than saying that this was the marriage between Hou Xuanyan and Qian Wei, it was better to say that this was the marriage between Jiangsu and Zhejiang Group and Hou Xuanyan. After this ceremony of enlistment, Qian Wei was a member of the Hou family and was temporarily resting in her parents' home.

In the lobby of the Qian family, Qian Sule brought three younger brothers in casual clothes and happily welcomed them into the mansion. Qian Sule's three younger brothers were also heroes of the Qing Dynasty who died for their country in the history of later generations, known in history as the "Four Loyals of Qian Family".

Qian Wei took her young brother Qian Shinian to hide in the inner room. The siblings secretly looked out, and Hou Xuanyan was talking in the hall.

When he reached his position, there was naturally no distinction between host and guest. He was always in office places wherever he went, which was very disgusting. At this time, he was criticizing that the road in Hangzhou was not as well as Suzhou and Jinling, and even worse than Yangzhou.

Qian Sule looked strange and laughed dryly from time to time while pinching her beard. Only then did she realize that she was most afraid of her son-in-law being her immediate boss, which was really embarrassing.

Qian Shinian raised his head and said enviously, "Sister, your husband is so majestic. Even Dad has to listen to him."

Qian Wei's face turned red, she reached out and gently slapped his head, saying, "You're just talking too much."

Qian Shinian covered her head and shouted, and the Qian Zhang who came in was heard by him. He came over to grab his ear and slid aside, "Your sister, look at your husband, why are you joining in here?"

Qian Shinian looked at her pretty and blushed sister and made a face at her. Qian Wei started chasing her.

Qian Yang, who was not far behind, looked at the brother and brother, felt a warm feeling in his heart, and told him, "Don't run away, be careful to trip. You can't run around during this period, stay at home well. You, you have a lot to learn."

"Xingle, I know." Qian Wei smiled indifferently and responded, and took her brother back to the inner courtyard. Qian Yangshi muttered and cursed a few times, and turned around to see outside the mansion. The team carrying the betrothal gifts was not finished yet.

"It seems that Prince Yue will love Weier. After giving so many things, it means that he still cares a lot in his heart."

Hou Xuanyan in the lobby has already talked about the old story of pretending to be Sun Jiaji here, planning to earn national treasures, and persuading Wu Shengzhao to surrender. He set up an ambush in Hangzhou and shot and killed Ji Xiha and killed Zhang Cunren. Now, he thinks he is really terrifying and dangerous. If he is not careful, he will be crushed to pieces.

People, including Qian Sule, were fascinated by the sound of hearing this and asked, "Where did the prince get the courage to come to attack Hangzhou with thousands of people? You must know that Hong Chengchou's army was approaching Suzhou City at that time."

Hou Xuanyan sighed and said, "What else can I do? I am guarding an isolated city in Suzhou, and I will definitely not be able to stop attacking from all directions. At that time, the world was in chaos, and the Tartars went south like a stalemate. Shi Kefa lost Yangzhou in one day, and Jinling did not even resist, so he was surrendered by Zhao Zhilong. The whole Ming Dynasty was cold, and the old things in the Yuan Dynasty were about to happen again. I thought at that time that it was impossible to be a man of the Qing Dynasty. Anyway, it was a death, so it would be better to fight. Hehe, who knew, I succeeded by chance now."

Everyone in the hall had experienced that darkest time. At that time, most of the world were desperate. It was Hou Xuanyan's sudden appearance that restored the Han Dynasty.

Hou Xuanyan sighed and said that the past was a little heavy. The tragic massacres all over the south of the Yangtze River surged into his heart again. Every time he thought of this, his hatred for the officials of the Southern Ming who harmed the country and the people became deeper.

"I made a wish in the army that one day I would restore the Central Plains and build a foolish and disaster building, put Shi Kefa, He Tengjiao and others on the shelf so that future descendants of the Han family will also know their 'destiny'! Now it's time for the country to be peaceful and peaceful, and it's time to take action." Hou Xuanyan said gritting his teeth.

Qian Sule and Yang Zhan and others were shocked. This move was too poisonous. The people invited to the building would be infamous for thousands of years. If this building was really built, it would definitely be even wider than Lingyun Pavilion. After all, the Li Tang Dynasty was defeated from the Sui Dynasty. After all, it was a matter of the Han people. This matter almost destroyed the country and the world, and was nailed to such a pillar of shame. It is not difficult to imagine how badly it would be scolded.

In the past, literati and poets, who visited mountains and rivers, climbed this building and that pavilion, expressed their praise and yearning for old friends. If this "stupid and incompetent building" was built, one person would write a poem to scold him in the future. When he met a good person, he would spread the word to the world. This trick was simply too cruel.

I don’t know who was “fortunate” to be invited to this stairs, but the people present have begun to shed tears of sympathy for them.

After Hou Xuanyan gave the betrothal gift, he and Yang Zhan went to the Qian Mansion and said with a smile, "Yu Liang has been in Sichuan and Sichuan for a long time, so I guess he hasn't seen the scenery of West Lake yet?"

Yang Zhan nodded and said, "I have heard of his name for a long time, and I can't long for it. Today I can visit the prince's blessing."

Since Hou Xuanyan came to the Ming Dynasty, he has never visited West Lake. He has come to Hangzhou several times in a hurry and leaves when he comes. He happened to take Yang Zhan and a few of his relatives to visit the lake. Because today they are recruited, they are wearing casual clothes, and the guards also transform into the crowd to protect them secretly. The soldiers secretly hold sharp blades in their arms, look around vigilantly, and quietly gesture to each other, indicating that everything is undoubtedly.

In West Lake in August, the sun is not fierce, and the sunny weather is particularly suitable for lake visits. There is a row of weeping willows on the shore, with roots in the lake, reflecting on the smooth lake surface, just like a landscape painting splashed ink in everyone's painting.

Hou Xuanyan walked forward with great enthusiasm and saw many small boats tied to the willow tree, each with a boatman.

After casually touching an old boatman, Hou Xuanyan asked, "How much does it cost to visit the lake?"

The old boatman is old and those who travel to the lake have recently looked for young boatman. His business is not very good. He had already discussed with his wife a few days ago and stopped working for one month. After hearing Hou Xuanyan's words, he couldn't help but smile and said, "How many are you, this young man?"

Hou Xuan spoke with a finger at Yang Zhan and said, "We two."

When the old boatman heard that there were only two people, he was a little disappointed, and he smiled and said, "Two people have thirty words."

Hou Xuanyan touched her arms and didn't bring any money. Yang Zhan next to her spread his hands and didn't bring any. Hou Xuanyan shook his head and was about to call his personal soldiers over. A young man on the boat next to him said, "Cruiseman, we have helped these two people with money." After saying that, he threw a string of money, which seemed to be far more than thirty cents.

Hou Xuanyan looked to the boat next to him and saw a group of young young people gathered on the boat. They looked like they were coming to West Lake for the first time, and their faces were very excited. Including the one who paid for them, everyone was wearing all the black and blue shirts, and the word "martial arts" was faintly embroidered on their left chest.

Hou Xuanyan said with interest, "Haha, I'll thank this guy."

The young man who paid the money looked quite heroic, with a slightly dark skin, a high nose bridge and a starry eyebrow. He smiled and said, "I see, you two have calloused hands, which are clearly caused by riding a horse and pulling the reins. They should be seniors of the Northern Expedition Army, right?"

Hou Xuan was stunned for a moment and said, "That's right."

When the young people on the boat opposite heard this, they were very friendly and clasped their fists and said, "Since they are seniors in the Northern Expedition Army, it is better to come here with them. Let's go to the lake and talk about the war together. Wouldn't it be nice?"

Hou Xuanyan and Yang Zhan looked at each other, and both smiled a little, saying, "Okay, let's go with these young people."

When the old boatman heard this, he had to return the ship fee. Hou Xuanyan waved his hand and said, "No need, it's not easy to come out to do a job at an age. Today I will take us and go home early."

The old boatman smiled and said, "What this official said is that our Regent Prince opened the sea and gave my boys a way out. The old man was about to go home to take care of his old age." After that, he happily tied the boat, asked the people next to him to help him watch the boat, and then landed on the shore and went home.

Hou Xuanyan and Yang Zhan walked onto the big ship next to him, and the young people inside stood up one after another and asked them to sit at the top.

"Two seniors, don't know which battalion they belong to?"

Hou Xuanyan casually said, "I've been there for a few days."

Yang Zhan was very interesting and smiled and said, "I am from Sichuan Barracks."

"My name is Zhang Xiaoyuan. My father is from Qianxiang Camp, and this is Zhao Geng's father, so are these people. These are Liu Qingshan, Song Yiqing, and Zhang Leya's fathers are all from the Liehuo Camp." Zhang Xiaoyuan pointed at his brothers and introduced them to Hou Xuanyan one by one.

"Good luck to meet," Hou Xuanyan clasped his fists and said that these second-generation Northern Expedition seemed to suit his appetite. They did not have the arrogant and indulgent nature of the second-generation X. They were a group of very sunny and motivated young people. From their sightseeing of the lake, they could see that the simple cooked beef on the table did not serve wine, nor did they recruit prostitutes to travel together, which was much better than the scholars in the academy before.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was very interested in Hou Xuanyan's experience of staying in any camp, and asked, "Senior, you have stayed in every camp, so you must have very important tasks!"

Hou Xuanyan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's right?"

"Then have you ever met the Governor?"

"Supervisor?"

"It's the prince! I heard from my father that he is called that in the Northern Expedition Army."

Hou Xuanyan shook his head and said, "It's not entirely true. People like Lee Ho-hyun and Hu Bawan call him "Master"."

When several people heard these familiar names, they were immediately excited and asked with earnest eyes, "You have also met Shuai Li, General Hu!"

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "I am quite familiar with them, and they are nothing great. You work hard and make achievements in the future, so you can be a minister with them. Maybe you can drink together."

Several people were in awe of their respect, but did not ask about their names rashly. Zhang Xiaoyuan sighed, "It's not easy. The Northern Expedition has ended, and it's difficult to establish the achievements of my father. My greatest wish now is to be able to catch up with the victory of Liao and be assigned to Peking."

"If you make contributions in the Liaozhong, you may see the commander in person!"

Hou Xuanyan wiped his sweat and muttered, "What do you do when you see him?"

Zhang Leya, who looked the whitest and quietest, suddenly had a hint of pride on her face, and she stared at her and said, "My father said that the commander often ate the same pot of rice with everyone in the camp, and he and the commander were eating around a bonfire."

"I will be a general in the future, and I will do this too!"

"Yes! That's the case."

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand and said angrily, "The conditions did not allow it at that time, otherwise who would not want to have a small meal as a general?"

Several young men glared at him, looking at him, not because he was a senior of the Northern Expedition Army, and had long driven off the ship who had been disrespectful to the commander-in-chief.

Seeing this, Yang Zhan did not say anything, but watched the fun with a smile. It was obvious that Hou Xuanyan's status in the martial arts hall. The fathers of this group of people were following him to fight the country and join the army in the future. It seemed that the prince's absolute control over the army would not be limited to this group of Northern Expedition Army. Thinking of this, Yang Zhan couldn't help but feel moved.

Hou Xuanyan's expression moved and began to lead the topic to the Liao Dynasty, secretly examining the ability of several people.

Hou Xuanyan has led the army for many years and is experienced. These 14- or 15-year-old boys who have been mobilizing their interest in just a few words have increased greatly.

They set up formations and draw pictures on the tables in the boat. The terrain of Liaodong seemed to be their focus of learning, and everyone was familiar with it. Moreover, they had unique insights when it came to the big and small matters of the Liao Dynasty. For example, the seemingly taciturn Song Yiqing knew the internal structure of the Eight Banners and the habits of the people, and even knew the combat style of the subordinates of each Banner.

Hou Xuanyan and Yang Zhan looked at each other and saw the relief and joy in each other's eyes, and there were successors!

If the martial arts lecture halls have such qualities, why worry about the lack of generals in the country within the next hundred years?

Next, Hou Xuanyan traveled to West Lake with these young people in the martial arts lecture hall, and the pleasure in his heart was much greater than that of traveling with beauty.

Yang Zhan, like him, seemed to be ten years younger. After a while, a few people came from the boat to sing the Northern Expedition Song "

In the tenth day of the day, the blood in Yangzhou had not dried up, and the wolf smoke was slaughtered in Jiading three times.

The remaining people's tears are gone in the dust, and the man's knees are beautiful.

He smiled at the rat's tail and stroking his palm to show off his clothes.

Today, 30 million people gathered to kill all the Tartars and traitors.

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