When the sky was getting slightly brighter, Song Chengxuan slowly woke up, and the scene when she huddled in his arms and rode together appeared in his mind.
A faint fragrance fell into his nose, diluting the smell of alcohol and making him gradually lose his clarity.
He only remembered holding her tightly until he walked into the military tent.
She vaguely woke up halfway through, but I can't quite remember what she said or what she did, but she knew clearly in her heart that he stretched out his hand and held her.
The sound of morning rising from the military camp came from outside. Song Chengxuan opened his eyes, but there was only him and a quilt on the bed. Xu Qinghuan was nowhere to be seen. He opened the quilt and saw a teacup falling there.
What happened?
The young Master Song tasted the taste of drunkenness for the first time. His eyes became darker and darker, and he frowned tightly.
"Yong Ye." Song Chengxuan's voice was low and hoarse.
Yong Ye walked in quickly.
The atmosphere in the military tent was a little breathless. Yongye swallowed unconsciously. The young master had already gotten out of bed, resting his elbows on his legs, and returned to his usual majestic appearance.
"Where are the people?" Song Chengxuan asked.
Yong Ye licked his lips. When Miss Xu left last night, he knew that his good days were coming. However, if he thought about it carefully, he could only secretly escort someone who even the young master could not stop. How could he still do it?
Is it possible to reach out and grab someone? If he really reaches out his hand, he will only be able to study the one-armed sword technique in the days to come.
"Back to the Xu family," Yong Ye bowed and said, "The Xu family came to pick them up in a carriage, but the eldest lady refused to stay. Young Master, you..." At this time, he wanted to kindly remind him that only the young master and the eldest lady were alone in the military tent at that time.
, he knew what happened in the military tent.
The young master failed to keep anyone, who should I blame?
After saying these words, Yong Ye couldn't help but tremble all over, and a murderous aura flashed in the young master's eyes.
Yongye stepped back subconsciously. At this time, he should show his sincerity. At least he was thinking about the young master wholeheartedly. For this reason, the young master forgot everything about today.
Thinking of doing it immediately, Yong Ye said: "Sir, you have never been defeated in a battle. The whole Quanzhou, no, even Changzhou now knows that you are very heroic. In the Great Zhou Dynasty... there is no other unparalleled hero like you.
If you charge into battle, if you are second, no one will dare to claim to be first, not those soft-footed shrimps. You will not be defeated without a fight, let alone be defeated."
As he praised and praised, the young master's face seemed to become more and more ugly. Yong Ye felt that if he knew the current affairs, he should disappear from the young master's presence immediately.
"However, the second master of the family said it once, I wonder if you remember it, young master," Yong Ye squeezed his hand, "You are majestic outside, but you know nothing about other things, you may be disliked by others in the future.
Young Master, you are not being disliked by others, are you? Then why not make some preparations in advance to avoid failure in the marriage negotiation today..."
Master Zhang was eavesdropping outside the military tent. Yong Ye's voice suddenly stopped. Master Zhang's heart was alarmed. He turned around and wanted to leave. As soon as his legs moved, he felt a cold light flash in front of him. The sharp sword tip passed through the military tent.
arrived in front of him.
Then came Song Chengxuan's cold voice: "Come in."
Master Zhang immediately calmed down all his thoughts and walked in politely: "Sir, Mrs. Zheng sent someone to see the old lady. It seems that she has something to say to the old lady.
There is a banquet at our house today to discuss the marriage, and the Zheng family must know that Mrs. Zheng’s move is probably for this marriage."
After the thrill just now, Zhang Zhenren did not dare to say anything else. He could only tell the news about the Zheng family in one breath. Did the Zheng family understand the current situation? They were doing something at this time. How could the young master let that person go?
Mr. Zheng.
Zhang Zhenren said: "If not, the young master will ask the old lady to see what the Zheng family has to say."
"They won't say anything now," Song Chengxuan said calmly, "They are threatening the Anyihou Mansion. If the Anyihou Mansion refuses to help Zheng Er, they will be ready to take action."
What are the Zheng family planning to use as blackmail?
Song Chengxuan told Zhenren Zhang: "Go to the guard station and talk to the commander. I will invite him to a gathering tonight."
Master Zhang responded, and immediately the oil on his feet disappeared like a gust of wind.
…
Mrs. Zheng served Master Zheng out the door, and then sat in the room waiting for the news. Whether everything goes smoothly depends on today.
Mrs. Zheng drank water nervously.
"Madam, the people who went to the Song family are back." The mother in charge stepped forward and said.
Mrs. Zheng nodded.
The mother in charge said softly: "Just as the eldest lady ordered, I told the Song family. The eldest lady heard that the Song family and the Xu family were getting married, so she came here to give a gift."
This is enough. Old Mrs. Song and Xu Qinghuan are both so smart. They must know her intentions, because it stands to reason that her gift has been sent to the Xu family. The Zheng family and the Xu family are related by marriage. Even if they have friendship with the Song family in the future, it will be
Because of the Xu family, she went against the grain, so naturally there was a hidden agenda.
Xu Qinghuan would probably come to ask why, so she would just wait. If she couldn't wait for Xu Qinghuan, the Xu family shouldn't blame her for being cruel.
If her own child is not safe, the Xu family will not be able to live well. Not only that, Xu Qinghuan will never marry again in this life.
Mrs. Zheng made up her mind and told her mother in charge: "I hope the affairs of Anshan Temple can be handled more efficiently. In the future..."
The mother in charge whispered: "Don't worry, if we find out, I will bear the blame. Both the eldest wife and the second master are fine. Whatever I do is worth it."
Mrs. Zheng's eyes turned red: "I wouldn't do this unless it was absolutely necessary."
"I know," the mother in charge said, "I followed my wife to the Zheng family, just to help my wife at a time like this. I am happy to be able to do this."
Mrs. Zheng nodded, only if all the people at that time died, that matter would never be revealed again.
…
Anshan Temple.
A woman knelt on a futon and read scriptures.
"Donor, please rest," the little novice monk came over to persuade, "You have been kneeling all night."
The woman shook her head: "Little Master, how long will it take for the sins on my body to be redeemed? I have made so many mistakes, will the Buddha still forgive me?"
"Amitabha," the little novice monk bowed and said, "Buddha saves all sentient beings and will not abandon anyone. As long as the donor sincerely repentes, Buddha will also save the donor from the sea of suffering."
When the woman heard this, she seemed to have made up her mind: "I want to see Master Huijing."
The young novice shook his head: "The master is distributing medicine to the people in the back. Do you have any words that I would like to convey to you?"
The woman kowtowed to the Buddha again in a polite manner, and then said: "Excuse me, young master, please tell the presiding master, I have figured it out, and I want to atone for my sins. Knowing that I have made mistakes, but refusing to repent will only lead to sin."
More profound.”
"Amitabha." The little novice monk sang another Buddha's name.
The woman stood up and walked out of the hall slowly. She was going to the Zheng family and told the master everything that happened that year. Even if she would be sent to prison, she would do it.
She was once called Chunzhi, and she worked as a servant in Master Zheng's home. When her aunt took Uncle Zheng out to watch the lanterns, she served beside him. Later, the uncle "lost" her and left the Zheng family with a sum of money.
, she has moved her family several times in the past few years, and her life is not stable. She has suffered a lot, all because of her heavy sins. Now that Master Huijing is willing to free her, she cannot miss this opportunity, nor can she let Master go to waste.
A lot of hard work.
Haruzhi walked out of the temple. There was still some distance between Anshan Temple and Jiangyin City. She would finish this journey devoutly. It was still early in the day, but there were already pilgrims coming and going on the mountain road.
Haruzhi walked halfway up the mountain in one breath and found a secluded place to rest for a while. However, as soon as she sat down, she noticed a man walking towards her quickly.
The man lowered his head so that no one could see his face. He walked very quickly as if he was going to do something urgent. He was holding something tightly in his hand.
Harue looked over carefully and saw that it was a sharp weapon. She opened her eyes wide and realized the situation in front of her with horror. She stood up and wanted to run away, but the man stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders.
