“……”

When he heard her refusal, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and his heart was gloomy.

He wanted to tell him the secret that Fusang Zhishang had visited Lou Yun in the Quanzhou Buddhist Temple, and even received Lou Luan's Pei Song Sutra money, but the monk had a relationship with Lou Yun, and he had no solid evidence in his hand.

And Lou Luanpei's chanting money to the monk was because a concubine beside him who was originally the Lou family's dowry maid, after giving birth to his son, he vaguely mentioned a few words to him, saying that there was a record in the accounts she had handled for Lou Luanpei.

But he knew that Ji Qingchen couldn't listen to the word concubine.

When he fell in love with him, she also begged him half-truthfully and swore that he would never empathize with others and accept others, he was also a teenager at that time, and he was affectionate with her, of course, he agreed, he still remembered that it was under the moonlit night that day, he had not hesitated, and vowed to stay with her single wife until he grew old.

And that's what happened......

"Young lady! If I had known that the festival in the mountains was not a prostitution, and if I had traveled to the South Seas, and had seen more well, I would have known that it was a group marriage custom of the barbarians—"

He couldn't help it, but still said it.

After all, she and him have been in love for four whole years, and he is unwilling to give up like this-he doesn't think that she will really marry Chen Wenchang in order to introduce Fujian maritime merchants, but he can't help but be afraid of Lou Yun.

"Group-marriage?"

Hearing this word that once appeared in the history textbook, she also raised her silent eyes and looked at him with a slight startle, he saw that she was really interested in these overseas news, just as she was interested in the changes in the Great Song Dynasty and the northwest region, he had been talking to her for four years......

It is impossible for her to forget jì.

“…… It's my shallow knowledge, this time the fleet went to sea, I heard the maritime merchants over there in Fujian occasionally mention that there are thousands of small islands in the depths of the South Sea, and there are many barbarian tribes on the islands, because of the hot weather and the ritual of worshiping the gods, they often hold such group marriage ceremonies on spring and summer nights, and they are not ashamed, which is also a way to reduce tribal strife and achieve alliances......"

In this life, she was not surprised to hear the word "group-marriage" from Wang Shiqiang's mouth.

Wang Shiqiang is such a well-informed maritime businessman, and because he is extremely capable and talented, his views are much more enlightened than the men she has seen in this life.

Otherwise, she would not have been able to make up her mind to leave Tangfang and marry him back to Mingzhou.

And she, because of these years of meditation, recalled that there are only a few words in the history textbook of group marriage, which mentions the marriage system, and remembers that it is an ancient primitive way of male and female copulation.

In her previous life, her understanding of group marriage was still very simple, and she originally thought that it was a group wedding in modern life or completely a walking marriage, just like the marriage method of Fuso aristocratic men in the capital of Heian who went to a woman's house to spend the night and left at dawn, both men and women may have several spouses at the same time.

She didn't expect that this kind of ancient group-wedding ceremony could be expressed in this way in the deep mountains of Zhuma Mountain.

This kind of ritual is a completely incomprehensible kind of fornication in the eyes of modern people, and even in the Song people.

Perhaps Wang Shiqiang has also heard in recent years that the preservation of this old custom in Fusang and the small islands of Nanyang should also be preserved in the deep mountains of the Great Song Dynasty, just like in later generations, she occasionally saw on the Internet that there is a tourist hotspot in Yunnan, where a minority Solon still maintains the living customs of a more ancient matriarchal society.

"Qingniang, in the rules of Tangfang, there used to be a rule that no matter whether it is a cousin or a cousin, blood relatives within three generations are not allowed to marry, which is more elaborate and stricter than the customs of the Great Song Dynasty - I have always found it strange."

Wang Shiqiang's keenness surprised her heart, and he didn't seem to care whether the judgment in his words necessarily made sense, just looked at him directly, relying on his close familiarity with her for four years and the tossing and turning in the past three years, he wanted to find an opportunity to go to the bottom of her heart.

He knew that she liked to hear this, just as she liked that he had heard about the Great Song on the other side of the sea that she had never been to, as if she had really lived on the other side of the sea, and she preferred to hear him say all the wild and uninhibited and wild thoughts in his heart, just like he had finally dedicated himself to the Northern Expedition plan of the Prime Minister's Mansion......

He could see that when he said this, she was dispensable but not impatient,

"Regardless of the family or the scholarly family of the Great Song Dynasty, there are cousins and sisters getting married, I know that the rules of the fang are all made by you, are you because you saw the night of the festival that year, and you were worried that the people of the fang would be assimilated by the barbarians, but the rules of the fang were so strict...... If I had known about these ......"

Of course, she was not worried about being assimilated, let alone the rules that were set by the festival day.

In her previous life, not to mention that she had indeed heard that her cousins and sisters were not registered for marriage in the town, and she had even seen it with her own eyes, and heard her co-workers say that in various remote mountain villages, including her hometown, there were any relatives who did not marry a wife outside, and as a result, her cousins got married, and the children born were not tall and stupid......

As for this custom in the deep mountains of Fusang, whether she knows its ancient origin or not, she knows that this is fornication, just like Wang Shiqiang, no matter what he is for, he still let her be in Tangfang on this side of the East China Sea, and after hearing the news, he was silent for three years.

"Do you understand this knowledge......

What real impact did it have on her and his current outcome?

Or, is it an accident that the Fusang monk told Wang Shiqiang about these things, and what is the difference?

She shook her head.

After all, he has already married Lou Luanpei.

It's his own choice.

She looked at the jade Guanyin on the porch and didn't make a sound, and at some point, he heard her turn around, and her voice sounded, quiet and gentle, completely recovering her usual appearance, calling Ji Hong outside.

"Someone."

The half-hidden courtyard door opened in response, and Ji Hong walked in,

She took out Wang Shiliang's greeting sticker from her sleeve, handed it over, and said, "Please invite Prince Shiliang into the workshop." ”

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