Huan Wen is a special person.

He is not a scribe who leans on the moon and a sword, nor is he a vulgar martial artist with a sword, but an existence in between.

The lineage of the scholar clan gives him an innate elegance, and the loss of his father as a child and the revenge of murder as a teenager also make his body exude an iron-blooded temperament.

He was a nobleman and a soldier, but he was not a Confucian general.

He is one of the few people in Chinese history who has a posthumous and independent temperament, closer to the knights of the West.

It's just that he, a knight, is not loyal to the imperial monarch, but has huge ambitions.

Life is like a torrent that sweeps the heavens and the earth.

This is what he yearns for, and it is also his fate.

Xie Xiaoman knew his temperament, and he also knew that if history had not changed, after many years, Huan Wen would look at a tree planted by his own hands and grow into a forest and pound cover, so he let out a sigh of "The big husband can't be immortal, and he will be left stinking for thousands of years".

This is a sentence that will be more widely spread than Huan Wen's name in later generations, and it is also his fate and his majesty.

It's a pity that no matter how much people set off the monstrous waves, they will eventually turn into dry bones, and they will be forgotten in the torrent of history.

The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind.

It's a sigh and a helplessness. It's just that for Huan Wen's fate, there is a touch of generosity and tragedy.

Of course, up to now, Huan Wen still didn't know his fate, he just turned over and dismounted, looked at the red-makeup bride coming down in the carriage, and thought to himself that Xie Xiaoman, that little girl, once dressed up, was also a cowardly little look.

The bride wore a red hijab, only her figure revealed the slight shame of her daughter's family, and at this time she was supported by someone, and delicately stepped through the threshold of the corner gate of Huan Mansion and walked towards the house.

Huan Wen was satisfied, smiled heroically and clenched his fists to relatives and friends around him, and strode into the door.

Although it is only a concubine, it is a woman from a high-ranking family, and all the etiquette is not simple, but it is not much different from marrying a wife.

Relatives and friends made a fuss, and even surrounded the Huan Mansion, Xi Chao should undertake it before and after, and be half the host, although there are many people, but it is also handy.

He was born in Vanity Fair, and only at such times can he show his demeanor.

Just a few words, everyone feels like a spring breeze. This is Xi Chao's power.

"Brother guest, Pegatron's sentence of 'he is the first class among flowers' was amazing for a while, and he was really a tiger father without a dog."

Xi Changshuo's poem describing osmanthus has long been circulated, and some people naturally praise it at this time.

When he mentioned this matter, Xi Chao was always a little embarrassed in his heart. He knew that the poem was written by Xie Xiaoman, but it was just a matter of using some immortal methods to reach his son's ears and be written by him.

What he thought in his heart naturally couldn't be revealed, Xi Chao just smiled and said: "It's just a little bit of a small way, it's not worth mentioning." Young people should still be based on Confucius and Mencius and Lao Zhuang, and those things that are not elegant should be less good, and you should not be too uplifting. ”

When the people heard this, they naturally said something like "why be too humble."

Some also mentioned the song "Water Tune Song Head" that Fang had just sung on the street, and they couldn't help but ask Xi Chaolai about it.

Xi Chao didn't know the reason, although he guessed in his heart that the ten ** was also made by Xie Xiaoman, but at this time he didn't dare to admit it, and only said some praises such as "the Xie family's ingenuity", and beckoned everyone to go to the banquet in the house.

Up and down the Huan Mansion, there is Xi Chao to take care of the outside, and the inner courtyard is run by Princess Nankang.

She still has a light appearance, and at this time she also changed into red makeup, which means a little festive.

Princess Nankang is notoriously cold in the circle of the noble ladies of the Jiankang City family, and she usually doesn't like to associate with other ladies.

It's just that the family has the rules of the family, and on such days, they don't want to come and need to come. Even if it wasn't for the face of Huanfu and Princess Nankang, he still had to come to say hello to the word "Xie family".

But Princess Nankang does not have the ability and willingness to dance with long sleeves, and the atmosphere in the inner courtyard is a little embarrassing. Everyone stepped forward to say congratulations, and Nan Kang only accepted coldly, which couldn't help but make people feel a little suspicious, thinking that this lady of the Xie family who had just started was afraid that the future would not be easy.

The wife has a straight face, where will the concubine have a good life?

"Your Highness, if there is anything wrong with my sister in the future, I will look at Haihan."

A voice that was neither humble nor arrogant nor too much laughter sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw that Princess Nankang returned the salute slightly, and looked at the person who came and responded lightly: "The high-ranking family of the Xie family of Chenjun, the women who came out are also characters with heads and faces, dignified character, and atmospheric behavior, where will there be anything wrong." ”

There is nothing wrong with this when you think about it, but it just adds to the blockage when you hear it. The person who came was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "Your Highness is cold-hearted and hot-hearted, and straightforward." Although I haven't had much contact with this sister, I have heard that the words of people are similar to those of His Highness, and I think the two will be able to reconcile with each other. ”

"'If the catkins rise because of the wind', your sister's talent is similar to yours." Princess Nankang said lightly.

The person who came smiled and said: "On the way here, I heard the lyrics outside." "I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together", if this word is made by the sister, Dao Yun can only bow down. ”

It turned out that this person was Xie Daoyun, whom Xie Xiaoman had always wanted to see, but had never met.

After chatting, Princess Nankang didn't say more, Xie Daoyun smiled slightly, and then also sat down.

She didn't come on behalf of Xie Fu, but as Wang Ningzhi's wife. At this time, Xie Yun, who had already entered the table, saw her from a distance and hurriedly greeted her.

"Sister Dao Yun, I haven't seen you for a long time, you're doing well!" Xie Yun looked at each other with his hands and looked at it carefully.

Xie Daoyun smiled, didn't answer, only asked: "I heard that you were sick a few days ago, but now that I see it, I have really lost a few points." You're about to get married, so don't you take advantage of the time you are in your mother's house to give birth to a child. ”

Xie Yun's face turned red when she heard this, but she heard the meaning of Xie Daoyun's words, and knew that her residence in the Wang family was not very smooth, and she couldn't help but sigh slightly for a while: "It is said that the Xie family is a big family, and as women, it is just like that." Xiaoman didn't want to marry Huan Wen at that time, let alone be a concubine, but it's not ...... now."

Xie Daoyun patted Xie Yun's hand and said with a smile: "Individuals have their own lives, what can you and I mortals do." ”

"Actually, I am more or less responsible for this matter, if I hadn't taken Xiaoman to play in the painting boat that day, how could things happen today." Xie Wan blamed himself.

Xie Daoyun didn't know the fate of it, and after listening to Xie Yun's detailed explanation, he comforted: "Why do you blame yourself, the destiny is like this, where can a person be disturbed?" You, it's still this problem, why do you have to take the responsibility for things on yourself! ”

Xie Yun and Xie Daoyun have had a very good relationship since childhood, and at this time, listening to her explain a few words, I also understood a little more.

The two of them wanted to say something close to themselves, but the ladies of other houses came to say hello and chat, so they had to smile and agree.

The family seems to be prosperous and vigorous. I'm afraid that if you are in the middle of it, you can know what it means to be involuntarily!

The ladies chatted one after another, and they all curiously asked about the origin of the bride today. There are even some women who don't deal with Princess Nankang on weekdays, saying congratulations, but they can't help but smile in their hearts, thinking that even if you Nankang is a princess, there are times when you are old and decrepit, and your husband is not happy.

Now the lady of the Xie family deigns to be a concubine, which inevitably makes you uncomfortable. People have such a big background, even if you are a princess, what can you do?

Looking at Princess Nankang's faint expression, everyone's thoughts became more and more intense.

There is wine during the banquet, and you have to hand over a glass.

As the colorful glow on the horizon gradually converged, the banquet had already begun, and the number of concubines was gradually unfolded.

After all, it is just a concubine, and this kind of etiquette is actually a bit arrogant, but now, because of the woman's identity, naturally no one will come to disturb without opening their eyes.

Huan Wen looked at the red hijab that was close at hand, thinking that Xie Xiaoman inside didn't know what kind of mood he was in now, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud for a while.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the palm of my hand.

Huan Wen thought so.

He thought that today's things would not go so smoothly, with Xie Xiaoman's temper, even if he was threatened with poison, maybe he would do something to make his face unbearable, but he didn't expect that from the time he welcomed his relatives to the present, everything was calm.

After all, a woman is a woman, and once she gets married, she will accept her fate.

At this thought, Huan Wen smiled proudly.

The firecrackers are crisp, the etiquette is complete, and the newcomer enters the cave room.

Huan Wen lived up to expectations and drank a bowl of wine in one go, and left in a cheer.

**A moment is worth a thousand gold, although the other party is a Xie Xiaoman who looks and has a very average figure, Huan Wen will inevitably have some different thoughts.

When the door was opened, the maids who were waiting inside hurriedly retreated and closed the door.

Huan Wen looked at the bride who was obediently sitting on the bed, looked at the latter's hands folded because of nervousness, and smiled in a low voice.

He couldn't help but say in his heart, don't look at Xie Xiaoman's perverse temperament, but the warm fragrant nephrite jade that is born on both hands, thinking about it, the touch of the skin on his body must be good. And now this little daughter's posture is also really moving.

"It's a big circle, and you're still in my hands?" Huan Wen smiled teasingly, in a good mood, stepped forward and lifted the red hijab.

"Husband." The bride raised her head delicately, nervous in her heart, and a small face with a big slap was red and glamorous.

Huan Wen was suddenly startled, and his face changed: "Who are you?" Xie Xiaoman! ”

The bride was taken aback, almost burst into tears, a little coquettish, and I felt more and more pity: "What is the husband talking about?" The concubine's name is Wen Xiu, Xie was born, and she is twenty-eight years old, doesn't her husband like it? (To be continued.) )