Fu Zhen also came not long after, holding and hugging, and brought the two children in the family, and her aunt Yan Mo also came.

Fu Cong and Fu Zhen are the head of the same house, although they are different from each other, in the end, Fu Zhen is also the eldest sister, and the younger brother's wedding needs to be attended.

Fu Jun pulled Fu Zhen to talk for a while, and Brother Bao also came up to see the little brother and sister, although Wang Zhao didn't talk much, he didn't have a cold face, and several people talked quite happily.

After a while, a little maid came to say that the bride had entered the house, Wang Zhao led Bao Ge'er to Frost Wind Mengxiaoxuan, and Fu Jun accompanied Fu Zhen to the cave room with the two children, and happily watched the scene of the bride fanning and the groom chanting poetry, pretending to be a lively family member.

Not to mention the red candles and laughter in the cave room, but to say that the big flower hall in front of the Pingnan Hou Mansion was also noisy at this time, and the congratulatory guests crowded the courtyard.

When Shanqiao walked into the flower hall, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead.

There were really a lot of guests who came today, so even he was called in to help entertain the guests, but now he was instructed by Fu Geng to find someone to talk to the front. It's just that there are a lot of people sitting in this flower hall, and Shanqiao raised his eyes and patrolled for a long time before he found the one he was looking for.

He paused for a while, and saw a greeting guest wearing a royal blue shirt come up and talk to the man, and he walked to the man in three steps and two steps, and said respectfully: "Our lord just said that there is something, please go to the lake in front of you to talk." ”

When he said these words, Shanqiao always bowed slightly, and everywhere he could see was a corner of the crimson robe sleeves, and the dark cloud-digging leather boots on the man's feet.

At this time, I saw that the sleeves of the crimson robe moved slightly, and a flat voice sounded: "I know." Go now, go down first. ”

Shanqiao said no more, bowed again, and quietly retreated.

The man chatted with the guest for a few more words, walked out of the flower hall, and walked towards the lake without hurrying.

The wind was blowing in the late spring, but the sun was just right. Thinly like a layer of broken gold. Spread out in the eaves in front of the porch. A few trees are planted on the side of the bluestone road, and the moist fragrance comes with the wind, and there are several pear trees not far away. At this time, there are a few white flowers on the branches, and the fragrance is also quiet.

Turn the bluestone road, and there are two forks in front of you, both of which lead to the front lake. One of the roads needs to go around the Pinzao Hall and pass through the hall several times, and the other road needs to pass through the Jiangtian Xueji Pavilion. On the way, you will pass through a small garden.

The man paused for a moment at the junction, as if hesitating which way to go, when he saw a figure dangling at the end of each of the two forks.

The man was slightly stunned.

These two backs are not only similar in size. Even the clothes on his body are so similar that they are almost indistinguishable from a distance, and most importantly, most importantly. The figures of these two people look very similar to Fu Geng.

The man stood at the intersection and looked left and right for a moment. Some couldn't decide which one was the one he was looking for.

In the few breaths he hesitated, the two figures disappeared at the intersection, leaving only the shade of the trees and the fragrance of flowers.

The man smiled helplessly, and swung his sleeves. After all, Fu Geng made an appointment with him to meet in Qianhu, so he went directly to Qianhu to find someone.

Thinking like this, he walked on the road on the left, and soon, this crimson figure also disappeared into the warm breeze and the fragrance of flowers......

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Under the jagged blue brick wall, a thin spring flower poked out.

Lu You sat in front of the stone steps, staring at the green and tender yellow flower branches for a long time, with a little sadness between his eyebrows.

This whole courtyard can only be seen in this small area.

She shifted her body and pulled her legs up the next stone step, leaning against the pillars.

The vermilion lacquer pillars are now no longer visible in their original color, only the mottled dark red and the original brown of the rotten wood, like dried blood stains on the dead wood.

Lu You felt that there was a smell of rust in the wind.

Many years ago, on that suffocatingly cold winter night, the rusty smell filled her nose.

She curled up, and a deep fear rose in her sunken eyes, which was then replaced by sorrow and desolation, which was so deep that it soon infected her whole body. At that moment, she was like the bush of spring in the corner of the wall, with a weak, dying atmosphere.

"Yo, what are you looking at here?" A cold voice sounded, and then, a pair of lake-blue embroidered shoes embroidered with delicate luan bird patterns came into Lu You's sight.

Lu You's body shook violently, and the mournful aura on his body instantly cooled and turned into deep fear.

She turned her body and crawled to the ground, her whole face almost pressed against the stone steps, and said in a trembling voice: "The maid has seen Princess Mingzhu." ”

"Get up." Xiao Hongzhu seemed to be in a good mood, and her tone was a little happy, and as she spoke, she kicked aside the crutches leaning against the pillar, making a loud noise.

"This thing is so in the way, I said, have you forgotten jì, in front of me, you can't use crutches." Xiao Hongzhu's voice sounded again, and her voice was cold to the bone, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"The servant doesn't dare, the servant knows it's wrong." Lu You's voice contained fear, his hands propped up his body, and his eyes still fell on the stone steps,

The lake-blue embroidered shoes stopped in front of her eyes. The shoes were inlaid with beads the size of grains of rice, but the color of the beads was not good, gray and bare, without a trace of brilliance.

Xiao Hongzhu was also looking down at her feet, and there was a hint of displeasure hidden under the arch of her high eyebrows.

She absolutely disdained to wear this kind of shoes in the past, the embroidery was poor, and the pearls were so small, where could she be worthy of the honor of a princess of a country? But now, she doesn't even have a few pairs of such embroidered shoes.

Xiao Hongzhu's face became gloomy.

Since she fled, she has not lived in peace for a few days, but fortunately, before escaping, she listened to An Guoshi's advice and plundered a lot of gold and silver from Zhongwang's mansion in advance.

Because of this money as the principal, they were able to leave Jinling all the way in the name of merchants, hide at the border between the Yue Chang Kingdom and the Jiaozhi State, and sell goods between the two countries to start a business, which can be regarded as settling down.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and I don't know what's going on recently, business is getting more and more difficult to do, Xiao Hongzhu has no choice but to secretly take on some shady business, killing people and stealing goods, smuggling and robbing, and doing whatever money comes quickly, and now it is also famous on the border between the two countries.

However, this is not a long-term solution. First, it is easy to attract the attention of the government and attract the encirclement and suppression of officers and soldiers of the two countries; Second, the black-armored army under her command is only a few hundred, and there is always a consumption of killing people and goods, and the casualties have exceeded 20% in the past year. What's even more hateful is that the Khan Khanate was beaten so badly by the Han Dynasty, and the national border shrank back thousands of miles, making Xiao Hongzhu's return to his homeland even more difficult. (To be continued.) )

ps:The author wants to apologize to everyone here.,The manuscript has been sold out.,There may be no more additions to the next.,Tears,It may be that the end of the article is imminent.,Burnout has risen inexplicably.,The speed of code words has been extremely slow recently.,So I'm sorry everyone.,Double changes every day can still be guaranteed.,No matter how many authors you have, you're really powerless.,Top pot lid to accept everyone's contempt............