"What do you say in front of your ancestors?" Nan Xiang reddened his ears and avoided Zheng Xiao's gaze and whispered.

Zheng Xiao stared at Nan Xiang obsessively, not at all embarrassed.

That's what he thinks in his heart, he has to be honest in front of his ancestors.

Nanxiang coughed, and waited for the heat of his ears to go down, and then silently confessed to the tombstone, father and mother, I'm sorry, I brought my daughter-in-law back without saying hello, I hope you don't blame him for being rude, he really loves me, and I'm also...

Zheng Xiao inexplicably watched Nan Xiang whisper to himself to the tombstone, and then his ears turned even redder.

When the sunset was in the sky, Nan Xiang and Zheng Xiao kowtowed in front of the tombstone, and then returned to the carriage and slowly drove towards the city.

"Anan," Zheng Xiao drove the car, glanced back at the tombstone stretched by the sunset, and asked, "Is it your relatives in the grave?" ”

Nan Xiang lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, and he said softly: "Ah Xiao, forgive me, I'll sue you later." ”

"Hmm." Zheng Xiao nodded obediently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Anan, I will wait for the day when you tell me the secret hidden in your heart.

After the spring worship of ancestors, it is a three-day rest day, and the gorgeous and delicate carriages on the street are rushing back and forth, and the crackling sound of the horseman's whip can be heard from time to time.

Feng Yaxuan is crowded with rare holidays of dignitaries, romantic talents, everyone in their arms holding all kinds of beauties, pushing cups for lamps, wandering wreckage, some talented people threw down the empty wine glass, shook their heads and chanted a splendid poem, which attracted a burst of applause, and more Jiao Niang's admiration of the soft words and warm words, coaxing everyone to get drunk, I don't know what night it is, where the door is open.

Feng Yaxuan's cabinet, the guard Azan stood in front of the door with strong arms, and Nan Xiang and Langzhu sat at the table in the house, dealing with a pile of account books on the table.

"Prince, this month's wine shops, inns, money houses, and brothels in the whole country are all here, please take a look."

Nan Xiang glanced at it, and the account book on the table was much thicker than last month, thinking that business was good.

Picked up the top account book, page after page slowly turned over, soon, an account book was turned over, slender fingers buckled the account book, pushed it aside, Nan Xiang picked up the second account book, and began to slowly turn it again.

Langzhu looked at Nan Xiang's expression with even more reverence, the most correct thing he did in his life was to save his prince.

Remember more than ten years ago, after that nightmare,

He carried the five-year-old prince in his arms, and he was frightened to mix in the bandits who slaughtered the Snow Country, and could not speak Mandarin, so he had to pretend that his tongue was injured, and followed behind the people in front of him half-guessing and half-ignorance, watching them drink celebratory wine, pretending to be happy and toasting with them, and his heart was obviously dripping with hatred, but he had to smile brightly.

At night, there was no tent for him at all, so he had to secretly nest in the grass and feed the prince a little food in the night.

Although he was only five years old, the prince did not cry or make a fuss, but looked at him with clear eyes, and gently held his fingers when he was in grief and could not bear it anymore, and wiped away his tears for him.

When he came to Pingliu City, he asked the master to teach the prince poetry, books, etiquette and music, and the prince was all shocking and unforgettable, and the talent of a teacher was only enough for the prince to learn for a few months, and soon the teacher changed more and more, and the prince's height became higher and higher.

When the prince was nine years old, the last master of Pingliu City, who was famous for his talents, sighed that this son was so talented that he could not teach him in old age, and he really realized that the prince's astonishing talent was brilliant and rare in the world.

The prince found him for the first time, and told him about the destruction of the snowy country.

"This revenge is as deep as a sea of blood, it cannot be washed away without blood, I vow that I will avenge this revenge within twenty years and re-establish the snow country,"

Words can't describe how agitated his mood was at that time, all these years have passed like a lost dog, every moment of missing his homeland, the prince's words gave him hope, only to follow the prince, can return to the beautiful homeland defended by the wind and snow.

When the prince was ten years old, he established Feng Yaxuan, and gradually accumulated capital to do business all over the country.

After flipping through the last account book, Nan Xiang picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and his slender and white fingertips crossed the cyan cover of the account book.

"Tongzhou is close to the snow country, and it has been a transportation fortress in recent years, but it is much richer."

Langzhu felt uncomfortable in his heart, the damned robbers, day after day, year after year, mining gold in the Snow Country, transporting truckloads from Tongzhou to Pingliu City, Tongzhou was fed by the blood of the Snow Country.

"Prince, the news from Tongzhou says that the gold and silver escorted are 100,000 yuan per month, and the officials in the past have plucked their feathers, especially Xu Dakai, the prefect of Tongzhou who recently returned to Beijing to report on his work, and twenty percent of the gold transported to Pingliu City has gone into his pocket."

Nan Xiang put down the teacup, sneered, and said, "Such a fool, when we return to China, we will slowly clean him up." ”

At this moment, there was a sound of wings flapping, and a gray-feathered carrier pigeon landed on the window lattice, tilting its head and "cooing."

Coo" and looked at them.

Langvzup stepped forward, untied the secret letter from his feet, fed it a few grains, and the carrier pigeon flapped its wings, and flew away satisfied.

Open MeSign, there is only one line of words on the short note,

"When tomorrow is ugly, Jinglan Yuan, the only daughter of the military department Shangshu Fang Yulan."

Langzhu handed the note to Nan Xiang and sneered: "These three princes have opened their minds and started the idea of military power." ”

In addition to the army in charge of the Tang family in the border pass, the rest is the 10,000 Iron Guards who defend Pingliu City, and the Iron Guards are in charge of Fang Heng, the secretary of the military department, this Fang Yulan is his only daughter, and the hearts of the three princes can be said to be obvious.

Nan Xiang read the secret letter, opened the lid of the incense burner, put the note in it, and waited for the note to burn to ashes before closing the lid.

He said lightly: "The two dogs have to be evenly matched in order to lose both, it seems that I am going to go out." ”

Langzhu frowned, "Do you have to go in person?" The subordinates are a little worried, just in case,"

"There is no case," Nan Xiang looked at his subordinates with a smile, "The prince's promise is worth it for me to try it myself, as long as I can seize the hope of returning to the country, I will not hesitate to pay a price." ”

When Langzhu heard this, he could only suppress his worries in his heart, but Langzhu clasped his hands and brewed for a long time before he cautiously asked: "Then what should I do if your little lover is jealous, prince?" ”

The smile on Nan Xiang's face disappeared suddenly.

Langzhu sighed in his heart, hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a dry smile: "Haha, there is no such thing, your little lover must know and reason, and he will not care about this little thing." ”

After being silent for a long time, the smile on Langzhu's face became dry,

Nan Xiangcai softened his face and said with a light smile: "He believes in me." ”

Langzhu, who had never been in love, believed it, and he said with peace of mind: "That's good, as long as your backyard doesn't catch fire." ”

The next day, the spring is bright, the green willows are like grass, and the famous flower-viewing place Jinglan Garden in Pingliu City is even more beautiful, and all kinds of flowers bloom in the most beautiful posture, intertwined into a gorgeous picture.

The family members of the dignitaries and dignitaries held each other in pairs, and the transparent round fans embroidered with flowers and butterflies covered the smiling red lips, and the beautiful faces of the women added more brilliance to the spring color of the garden.

Zheng Xiao was in the middle of a bunch of ladies, opened his mouth to catch the citrus fed by this lady, and after swallowing it, he and another lady admired the cuckoo, really busy with his feet.

He didn't want to come to this errand of appreciating the flowers, he had spare time, he would rather play with Nanxiang his out-of-tune lyre, Guanglingsan's fingering he remembered, but the strength was always uncertain, Nanxiang listened to him play a few times, and said don't poison my ears.

Shaking his fingers and touching his fingers, it finally improved a little, Zheng Xiao couldn't wait to get closer to him, so when Nan Xiang let go of him, the sound of the piano immediately returned to its original state.

Looking at Nan Xiang's helpless face, Zheng Xiao was happy in his heart, telling you not to be close to me except in bed, and he had no choice but to create his own chance.

Nanxiang went out early in the morning today, and he was bored when he received a post from his wife inviting him to enjoy the flowers, so he simply came over.

Zheng Xiao was surrounded among the ladies, but he was greedy for those famous ladies, these ladies are all illustrious, if they take a fancy to them and get married, it is really a great thing.

But who knows, the ladies don't look at them at all, they always stare at a half-sized child.

The ladies were teasing and playing among the flowers, half loudly, but did not attract a trace of attention, so they were bored and scattered.

Jinglan Yuan also came to a lot of famous sons today, the most eye-catching is the third prince, I saw him dressed in red, Xuanwen cloud sleeves, a purple and gold crown on his head, on the collar around his neck, the long dragon carved in gold spit a huge snow-white pearl, the whole doll's round face is delicate and abnormal, revealing full aura, when talking to the beautiful woman next to him, the smile is innocent, and a glance can make people have a full good impression.

"Magnolia is really a good quality orchid, very intelligent, and can make such poems at the age of thirteen." The third prince looked intently at the shy woman in front of him, and the smile on his face was extremely sincere.

It turned out that the woman beside him was the daughter of the Shangshu of the military department of the dynasty, Fang Yulan, many of the woman's poems were transmitted to the people, and she was known as a talented woman.

"Where can you afford such praise from Your Highness, Yulan is ashamed." He said modest words in his mouth, but there was a shallow look of pride in his eyes.

The sarcasm in the eyes of the third prince flashed, and when the woman looked over, he was full of admiration and admiration, he pointed to the azalea bushes that were blooming in the distance, and smiled and hugged Fang Yulan and said: "The azaleas are blooming well there, let's go and enjoy it." ”

Fang Yulan didn't obey, and walked towards the flowers with the three princes, and there were several beautiful women standing next to the azaleas, and when they saw the three princes coming, they were all happy.

Several people had moving smiles on their faces, as if they were laughing and talking with other people, and the most beautiful smiles all rushed to the third prince.

As she got closer and closer to everyone, Fang Yulan's hand holding the round fan tightened, what were these foxes doing, she couldn't let the third prince be snatched by others in front of her.

"Ah~" With a coquettish groan, Fang Yulan's body fell into the arms of the third prince softly, and the third prince hurriedly hugged Fang Yulan without expectations, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Yulan, what's wrong with you?" But uncomfortable? ”

Fang Yulan raised her eyes shallowly, and said movingly: "I think it's because I've been exposed to too much sun, and I'm a little dizzy, just ask His Highness to send me to a cool place." ”

The only shade of Jinglan Garden is in the willow pavilion in the north, where away from the garden, a pond of clear spring surrounded by layers of weeping willows, and in the middle of the spring is a pavilion made of willow wood, which is a good place to cool off in summer.

"Okay, you hold on for a while." Although he didn't believe it at all, he suffered from heat stroke on this refreshing spring day, but the third prince still held great patience, wrapped his arms around the woman, and helped her slowly walk towards the willow pavilion.