That year, Feng Yu was thinking, what is the use of a great hero?
Do they know that their daughter fell into a tiger's mouth and narrowly escaped death? She died in the wilderness and was devoured by wild beasts. Will they be sad?
In those two years, when the new emperor came to the throne, there were internal and external troubles. Yanyang and the Northern Barbarians were fighting to the death. The defense line was breached several times in the battleground. People were panicked. Blood flowed on the front line. Refugees fled from north to south. Only the young and thin girl returned to Ning.
state.
She relied on herself to escape from the tiger's mouth step by step and traveled home through mountains and rivers. She heard that her father and mother had never returned home in the past two years, and the corpses of the fighting were everywhere, and it was difficult to send letters.
When she staggered into Ningzhou territory covered with scars, she met her sister who had been looking for her. Her life was hanging by a thread when she was brought home. She was carefully cared for for half a year before her health improved.
The mother hugged her and shed tears of regret, feeling sorry for her being left out and suffering. Feng Yu's heart was calm and indifferent, and the late mother's love was worthless than grass.
She doesn't want it anymore!
Does she complain?
Of course she is resentful, but what's the use of resentment? As soon as the order comes, her parents still have to leave. At a young age, she knows that in this life, she can't rely on anyone but herself.
If it weren't for her grandmother and sister, Feng Yu thought...she would have died long ago.
Her sister was obviously only three years older than her, but during the two years when she disappeared, she led the soldiers to search for her from Ningzhou to Kyoto, and traveled across twelve states.
Feng Yu's mood was difficult to calm down. She was obviously extremely sleepy, but she could not fall asleep.
Zhenbeihou Mansion, Xie Jue returns home.
The Zhenbei Hou Mansion looked at the three beautiful ladies and the beautiful sons, and was filled with excitement and joy. Ningzhou was pacified, the northern barbarians sought peace, and there was no more war. His children enjoyed peace, and the family was reunited.
Nothing could be warmer or more proud than this moment.
If the eldest daughter is at home, it will be more complete.
Xie Zhang and Xie Xun accompanied the Marquis of Zhenbei to drink. The three of them drank a lot. They drank the daughter red that the ladies had buried for several years. No one talked about the war. The ladies all talked happily with their husbands and sons about the events in the mansion over the years.
Interesting anecdotes, interesting anecdotes in Beijing. Marquis of Zhenbei has been a promiscuous person since he was a child. Although Mrs. Hou’s rules are strict, she can’t control him.
The Marquis Mansion does not have as many rules as those of high-ranking families, and there are no restrictions on not talking when eating or talking when sleeping. After the Marquis returned home, the whole house was filled with laughter and laughter during the meal, and they lingered for a long time.
Xie Zhang and Xie Xun were very talkative and could chat with several ladies about anything. Although Xie Jue did not say more than three sentences in the whole process, he listened attentively.
The Marquis of Zhenbei was more patient than his sons and was not as decisive and tough as the military commander. He listened cheerfully to Mrs. Hou's lectures. The most talked about thing in the family these days was the marriage between Xie Zhang and Feng Shu.
Mrs. Hou also blamed the Zhenbei Hou Mansion for sending Feng Changqing and his wife to suppress the bandits, fearing that the bandits would not return for half a year and delay the wedding. After hearing that Feng Changqing and his wife returned to the city, Mrs. Hou could not wait to go to the government to discuss the wedding date and the ceremony.
Everything is ready.
Xie Zhang said calmly and generously, "Shu'er and I want to set the wedding date in late April."
Mrs. Lan was astonished, and Mrs. Hou was also surprised, "It's already early April, how can we make it in time for a wedding in late April? Our preferred wedding date is June."
"No." Xie Zhang shook his head and said, "It will be April."
Mrs. Peony was stunned and blurted out, "Are you so anxious that Shu'er is pregnant?"
Everyone, "..."
Xie Xun spat out a mouthful of wine. Xie Jue was quick-sighted and quickly avoided it to avoid Xie Xun dirtying his sleeves and robes. The Marquis of Zhenbei looked at his eldest son Zhilan Yushu reproachfully, with an irritable expression as if he wanted to break his legs.
Xie Zhang rarely blushed, and hurriedly argued, "Shu'er and I are in love and not polite, so how could we do such an unethical thing?"
The Marquis and several ladies were relieved. Xie Zhang almost stayed with Feng Shu after returning to the city, and occasionally spent the night in the village. Mrs. Lan also secretly told Xie Zhang to restrain herself and observe etiquette. In fact, she really needed to have sex before marriage.
They didn't mind that she was pregnant. In their hearts, Feng Shu had already been the eldest daughter-in-law of the Hou family, and there was only one wedding left.
Mrs. Lan frowned, "Then why are you in such a hurry? How can you have time to hold a wedding in April? The eldest daughter of the Feng family is getting married in April, so there is no time to prepare for the second wedding."
Mrs. Hou also said, "One month is too late to prepare. June is the best. The sixth day of June is a good day. We are all optimistic about the auspicious day. Do you have any reason to get married in April?"
Xie Zhang still wanted to fight for it, but the Marquis of Zhenbei said, "Listen to your mother, and that's it."
Mrs. Peony said happily, "There has been no happy event in the Hou Mansion for many years, so it will definitely be organized and lively."
Xie Zhang was a little regretful that he did not manage to hold the wedding in April.
After getting a son, the three ladies looked straight at Xie Jue and Xie Xun.
With a dull face, he looked back as calm as water.
Forget it, this plan is to live alone forever, there is no hope.
The three ladies were defeated and looked at Xie Xun eagerly.
"The elders and the younger are in order!" Xie Xun knew what they were saying. A dead Taoist friend would never die a poor Taoist. "Second brother's life-long affairs have been resolved. It's my turn now."
Mrs. Peony said with a smile, "Zhixu, do you have any favorite woman?"
Xie Xun drank without changing his expression, pretending not to understand, hesitating whether to tell the truth to his family, and fearing the embarrassment of Feng Yu coming to the door again.
Xie Zhang and Xie Jue looked at each other and poured Xie Xun a glass of wine. "Brother wants to know too."
Xie Xun also put on the same ice cube face as Xie Jue.
"Don't imitate your second brother, you are nineteen years old." Mrs. Hou said, "It's time to get engaged."
Xie Xun thought about the three-year agreement with Feng Yu and said calmly, "There is no need to get engaged. I will get married directly after three years."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him, including the Marquis of Zhenbei. Xie Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who are you privately dating for life?"
"Whose daughter have you harmed?" The Marquis of Zhenbei looked at Xie Xun's face. He must have been superficial and fell in love with his beauty. If not, given his reputation in Kyoto, who would be willing to marry him?
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Xie Jue had no expression on his face and snorted coldly. Mrs. Mudan turned around and asked, "Tingfeng, do you know who it is?"
"I don't know."
Marquis Zhenbei thought about what Emperor Jianming said, and his heart sank. Emperor Jianming had always hoped to marry Princess Huazhen to Xie Xun. She was of similar age, and the princess would not marry him other than Xie Xun. But his eldest daughter was already a noble concubine, and the princess married Xie Xun.
, what kind of system is it? The hierarchy of generations is confusing.
Is it possible that a strong man is afraid of stalking a woman, and Xie Xun is really shaken?
"As long as we get engaged, any girl can do it?" Xie Xun asked tentatively while twirling his wine glass.
Everyone was silent. The three ladies who were familiar with Mr. Xiao Hou's temperament were very cautious. The two brothers who suspected that he was having an affair with Feng Yu were silent.
Only the Marquis of Zhenbei said in the strange silence, "What sweet dream do you have? Of course not!"
