At this moment, Mrs. Gu wanted to finish the matter quickly.

She must not give the two siblings the chance to cause trouble.

Mrs. Gu hugged the tablet tightly, as if she was holding her life, and she refused to let go for a moment.

Gu Yanfei's quiet gaze lingered on the tablet for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve curled slightly.

From the moment the Taima lost her composure to take this tablet, Gu Yanfei guessed that the "substitute talisman" with "the Taoist talisman is in his life" was in the tablet.

Gu Yanfei once had the idea of ​​taking away the tablet, but for a moment, she felt a faint soul aura in this tablet.

The scent was very weak, because it had been worshipped by incense for many years, and there was a glimmer of hope.

At that moment, Gu Yanfei figured out who the soul in this tablet was.

That was her and her elder brother's biological grandmother.

That "stand-in" who doesn't even have a name.

There was a slight sourness in the corners of Gu Yanfei's eyes, and his pink cherry lips pursed.

Any "stand-in-one technique" involved will never be a beautiful story.

She didn't know why the "superman" who should have been destroyed had a breath of souls.

However, this talisman cannot be destroyed!

After experiencing two rebirths and practicing in the Yaoling Realm for two hundred years, Gu Yanfei knows more than anyone in this world that the scattered soul means completely disappearing between heaven and earth, and there is no reincarnation again.

Once the soul disappears, her own grandmother will be extinguished!

Not only can this talisman in the tablet not be destroyed, it must also be kept in this ancestral hall and be nurtured by the incense of its descendants.

Only in this way can the "stand-in" get a little chance to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

A dazzling cold light burst out from Gu Yanfei's eyes and flashed away.

When she turned around and looked at Madam Li who was a few steps away, her mood had calmed down and said in a faint voice: "Did you hear it? Go and pass the message. The Gu family will not marry their daughter today."

The golden candlelight splashed on her black and plump hair and skin, placing a warm halo on her, but instead made her eyes clearer and colder.

Madam Li couldn't help but shuddered, almost daring to look directly at Gu Yanfei's eyes, and subconsciously responded.

Gu Yanfei didn't say much, and pulled Gu Yunzhen's hand up and pulled her out, "Big sister, let's go."

Faced with the rapid development, Gu Yunzhen still felt like he was in a dream, and his mind was not changed: Did his grandfather really appear?

When she was in the ancestral hall yesterday, she told her grandfather about her marriage to the Murong family, and said that she didn't want to marry, so her grandfather showed up to help her?

Before Gu Yunzhen could figure it out, Gu Yanfei pulled her towards the front hall, and his steps were steady. Gu Yunzhen was still confused and obediently followed her, making her feel a little floating.

Gu Yuan was like Gu Yanfei's little follower, and immediately followed him.

When he turned around, his cold eyes gently swept over the tablet in Mrs. Gu's arms again.

In fact, he still has many things he hasn't figured out, and he plans to ask his sister carefully later.

Yan did not stay either, and he walked away quickly.

After Gu Yanfei and the other four left, the sacrificial hall was silent for a moment.

Everyone else stood there, their moods and expressions were so complicated that they were difficult to describe. I didn’t know whether to leave or stay.

Mr. Gu Si and Mr. Gu Wu and his wife winked at each other.

Gu Yun is really a person in the game. The authorities are confused. They are bystanders and bystanders are clear.

No one is stupid. Except for the young children, almost everyone else can see that the old Marquis' tablet is strange.

But no one knows what is weird...

Gu Yun'er stood there blankly, looking at Mrs. Gu who was in a daze in front of him.

She felt a little sorry for the eldest lady, but she had just been scolded by the eldest lady in public, and now she couldn't bear to see her face.

Moreover, anyone could see that the Madam was still angry. If she was vented again... then she would be unable to move in this marquis' mansion.

Thinking of this, Gu Yunhao was stunned for a moment, a wry smile appeared on Mingli's face, her feather eyelashes slightly lowered, covering the slight fluctuations in her eyes.

When did she have to rely on the little favor of the lady to survive in the mansion?

Gu Yunhao was immersed in his thoughts and suddenly felt enlightened.

"Mom." Gu Jian shouted carefully, and at the same time, he walked closer to Mrs. Gu.

His movement touched the wound on his right shoulder and his face grinned.

Mrs. Gu, who lowered her eyes, suddenly raised her head, and a fierce shadow flashed in her turbid and old eyes, as if she was hiding a ferocious beast that could only open her mouth, fierce and gloomy.

The look at that moment shocked Gu Jian.

Gu Jian could no longer say what he said later, and closed his mouth awkwardly, feeling his shoulders hurt even more.

Mrs. Gu glanced at her eyes and said lightly: "Go."

These two words were said to Mama Li.

"Yes, Madam." Madam Li said silly, and bowed her knees and went out quickly.

Outside the ancestral hall, the doorman who came to pass the message was waiting there. When he saw Madam Li coming, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Madam Li, my eldest son-in-law has arrived at the Waiyi Gate."

What?!Madam Li's expression changed slightly.

She originally hoped to stop people before the Murong family's wedding team entered the gate of the Hou Mansion. Now that everyone has entered the door, it will be troublesome.

Madam Li forced herself to suppress her uneasiness, and only said, "I'll go and take a look", and walked straight towards the outer vent door in the cold wind.

The cold wind was biting, and Madam Li was so cold that her fingertips were numb, but Murong Yong was not afraid of the cold at all.

Murong Yong was at the outer ritual gate at this moment. He was wearing a big red groom's robe and a big red silk hydrangea tied to his chest.

The white horse under his crotch was also tied with a big red hydrangea ball, and there was a big red sedan chair next to it. There were two Murong family children who accompanied him to meet him and several servants who were responsible for blowing and carrying the sedan chair. This wedding team with no more than ten people seemed a little shabby.

At the general's house, the groom should have invited relatives, friends and classmates to help him meet the bride. He played and beat the drums and music along the way, and he wished that the whole capital knew that the two families had gotten married.

When a daughter is married to a marquis’ house, the brother-in-law should be blocked by the door first. The groom will pass a "test" before entering.

But because it was a celebration of joy and time was tight, the Murong family and Mrs. Gu had already agreed that the wedding ceremony would be simple.

Murong Yong pulled the tight collar and waited patiently. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his handsome face was full of red light with no joy on his face.

Half an hour ago, he was told by his parents that his grandmother was about to get bad, and that the wedding date must be advanced. Then he put on the groom's wedding uniform and went out to greet the wedding team.

Until now, he was still a little confused when he stood in the Marquis's Mansion.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder after the firecrackers were ignited, and there were a few hazy smoke.

The cold wind was blowing, and the red paper of firecrackers scattered all over the ground, swept by the wind and mixed with the remaining leaves falling from the branches.

Murong Yong pulled the reins on the white horse and let the horse turn half a circle in place. His chin, which was clearly outlined, raised his slightly, and looked at the blue sky with a slightly sharp gaze.

He actually felt a little unbelievable about the so-called joy.

The point is that he doesn't want his grandmother to die at this time.

So, even if there is only three points of hope, he doesn't want to give up.

Murong Yong slowly moved his eyes down and then landed on the vermilion gate of the Hou Mansion. There were thirty golden door nails with seven horizontal and five horizontal lines.

This is a symbol of the Marquis's house.

In Dajing Dynasty, there were only 5525 door nails on the doors of ordinary officials’ mansions.

The Murong family is here.

Compared with the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, the Murong family has a much weaker foundation. From the time of his grandfather to joining the army, until his father Murong Hao's generation, he defeated the Western Rong people with the British Duke in the northwest more than ten years ago and made countless contributions. Only then did he receive the reward from the late emperor to the fourth rank, and his family entered the capital.

The Murong family's family went further, but stopped there.

Since he became sensible, he has been thinking about making the Murong family go a step further, and he has been working hard for it.

If my grandmother went at this time, the Murong family would have to be mourned for three years. After three years, who would recognize the Murong family? There are many men in this army who are passionate and eager to fame and fortune.

He believed that he was no worse than others and was willing to shed blood and sweat for the court, but he needed opportunities and time. The next three years would be too precious!

A burning heat burst out from Murong Yong's eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes made people dare not look directly at it.

Driven the white horse to turn a little, he looked at the direction of the inner courtyard again, and a gentle and dignified figure appeared in his mind, like a clear lotus in the wind, beautiful and elegant.

Originally, he thought he was just marrying a "lady of a family", but Gu Yun was really surprised by him yesterday.

Murong Yong's eyes burned two more minutes later, so bright and so intense, with three points of interest.

The concierge of the Marquis' Mansion greeted him and said politely to Murong Yong: "Sister-in-law, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for a while for the ancestors of the Marquis' Mansion to worship his ancestors this morning."

Murong Yong was clearly the protagonist today, but the corner of the doorman couldn't help but glance at the Shangqing halman wearing a yellow robes not far away.

The Shangqing Zhenren held a silver whisk in his hand, stood in front of the wind, his eyes flashed like morning stars, standing like pine and cypress facing the wind, with extraordinary demeanor.

The concierge's eyes showed reverence.

The Shangqing Zhenren suddenly moved, raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, then calculated his fingers, and said lightly: "Mr. Murong, the time is getting late."

"It's not good to miss the auspicious time."

His voice was neither anxious nor impatient, neither fast nor slow, and was beyond the mortal world.

Murong Yong frowned and swept his gaze at the doorman without anger.

"Son-in-law..." The doorman smiled and was about to say that he would ask someone to go to the ancestral hall to take a look, he saw a familiar voice coming from the northwest.

"It's Madam Li." The doorman was happy and quickly introduced to Murong Yong, "That's Madam Li next to the Grandma."

On the other side of the Waiyi Gate, Madam Li and a few mothers walked towards this side.

She didn't walk fast, and her face, which was always smiling, was a little solemn at this moment, which shocked the concierge to see her.

Madam Li stopped about seven or eight steps away from Murong Yong, and politely blessed her body, and then said:
Chapter completed!