There was a bang, a crash, and a commotion. Neighbors were rushing around with pots and buckets to put out the fire. The white mist was billowing and the smell of smoke was pungent, but the fire was not big, probably because the burning objects were not moist enough and dry enough. Weighing the importance, Han
Sha'er urged him to pass quickly, but Agate refused. After leaving the palace compound, he didn't see enough of the excitement outside, so he asked me to help him. Today's No. 1 golden branch and jade leaf can't tolerate any mistakes, so Han Sha'er ordered Er Ying to flank him.
Protect him and drive his horse forward. Agate begged politely, saying that we will not take risks, but we will watch from a distance and wait until the fire is extinguished before leaving. Can we treat it as a private visit incognito, a private visit incognito——
But listen: "Don't come up! If you come up I'll wipe your neck!" Tong Xinyuan's voice said. One person said: "Sister, what can't you think about? You have a child with you." One person said: "An ant still cherishes his life, no matter how hard it is.
No matter how difficult it is, you have to live well, right? Come down quickly, and when the fire breaks out, I can't save you even if I try to save you." Tong Xinyuan was irritated: "What good life is there? My father killed me, my husband abandoned me, and the world hates me -" she muttered like she was dreaming.
"What kind of flesh-and-blood love is nothing compared to honor and fame! What kind of oaths of friendship are all in vain in the end! What sins have I done in my previous life? God is so unfair to me!" The flames grew stronger and peeled off. The little beggar said:
"Mom, it's hot. I'll go downstairs to find daddy." Tong Xinyuan coaxed, "Good boy, it won't be hot in a while! Your dad doesn't want us anymore. Mom will take you to heaven. There are delicious food and fun things in heaven.
No one will bully you anymore, everyone loves you and loves you." A middle-aged male voice said: "You don't want to live, so why bother taking the child with you? If the fire spreads and affects the neighbors, isn't it an evil act? Don't be afraid of her wiping her neck, everyone.
Come with me, put out the fire and save people!" Tong Xinyuan, her hair disheveled, waved her sword: "Who dares to come up? I will kill anyone who comes up!" A young male voice said: "Is this woman crazy?" An old man sighed:
"You are doing evil, you are doing evil! Please help the people on both sides pour more water!"
Agate turned from sympathy to hatred, and said: "There must be something hateful about this poor person, let her die! Silly brother, let's go!" Flames burst out of Lao Gao, and Han Silly picked off two leaves casually, and in the firelight
Seeing it clearly, he shot towards Tong Xinyuan's wrist holding the sword and the numb point on his waist...
Messy things are often done in the dark; grand things are mostly shown in the sun. On a new day, the whole city of Yangzhou is decorated with red, and all the lively festivals, including the Dragon Boat Race on the Lantern Festival, can hardly catch up with the princess.
During the grand wedding, there were also many small families getting married in a happy mood, and the vendors selling festive supplies naturally made a lot of money. The Xiao family's house invited celebrities from all walks of life, including retired high-ranking officials and business giants, to
A large and gorgeous team was sent to pick up the bride, and the song and dance troupes from Jinling, Suzhou, and Hangzhou all came... At noon, the broad street leading to the Xiao Mansion from the Guest House was filled with crowds of spectators, with hundreds of Xiao family members in costumes on both sides.
Leading the way, the groom Xiao Yunjian rode a tall horse in the middle, followed by the royal guard of honor, Agate sitting in an eight-carriage sedan, Er Ying as a close guard, maids holding bouquets, and the dowry float followed closely, Han Shaer, Governor Cai, and Baheng
Leading the elite troops in brocade attire, they advanced slowly and with great force.
As the bride-seeing procession passed by, 7,000 rebels were escorted from Nanda Camp. The envoys knelt beside the road. The bride's entrance was marked with a salute of soul-seeking cannons. The soldiers acted as executioners, swinging their swords to chop off the heads on the red prison uniforms. The ten-mile long street