As soon as Xie Lang's words came out, the choked voice of the woman in the room became more and more sad, and then, Ji Ji saw Xie Jing and another part, one by one, dragging the two beauties and throwing them out of the door!

When the two beauties landed in embarrassment, they saw Ji Ji who was watching coldly, and a trace of resentment flashed in their eyes.

Ji Ji was indeed watching coldly, and she still had a smile in her eyes.

At this time, she was thinking that Xie Lang and others had experienced too much, and their minds had long matured enough to know what they wanted and what they didn't want.

She suddenly felt that this was wonderful.

It's really great.

In her memory, it is a character like her younger brother Xiao Daocheng, who is always softened by the tears of weak women again and again. He really did not have a deep understanding of beauty after the age of forty.

She thought again, there are always many outstanding men in this world, there are always many women who follow one after another, and the one who can really be always clear is not recognized in the memory of her previous life!

She also thought that countless sisters-in-law had heard men's sweet words when they were young, but if she was a little sober, she would be able to find that sweet words to beautiful sisters-in-law were actually just men's nature, and they didn't mean anything at all. If she can't see through this, she will have endless troubles in the future.

So Ji Ji really felt that a man like Xie Lang, who had read all the prosperity of the world, felt really good when he made up his mind to hold a woman's hand.

Although the two women were thrown out by Xie Lang's people, they lost face greatly. But this northern land is not as harsh as the southern land, and the Xie people have never been talkative. So, when the two women left, the figure looked quite comfortable.

After Xie Lang stayed in Chenjun for ten days, the team continued to set off and set sail towards Yangxia.

This place in Yangxia is the ancestral land of the Xie clan of Chenjun, where this temple is located, countless heroes of the Xie clan of Chenjun once buried their bones here after death.

But. Xie Lang is back this time. But it is the descendant of the famous Chen Jun Xie family, and he has returned to his hometown for the first time in nearly 50 years.

I don't know if the heavens and the earth are also sad, when the sun and summer are gradually in sight, the sky is overcast. And then. The sky was covered with snow.

In the snowflakes flying in the sky. When he was still more than ten miles away from Yangxia City, Xie Lang got out of the carriage.

Still dressed in white, Xie Lang walked in the snow like this. Step by step towards his hometown.

Sensing his unusual seriousness, Ji Ji also got out of the carriage, she habitually came behind Xie Lang as before, and then followed step by step—this position, like a friend and a servant, was the position she was used to standing.

Because, there are countless heroic spirits of the Xie clan of Chenjun here, and the air here echoes with the voices and smiles of the supreme and greatest figures in the world, so Ji Ji does not dare to be abrupt.

Just when Ji Ji came behind Xie Lang and stood in the same position as Xie Guang and the others. Suddenly, her hand warmed, but it was Xie Lang who took her hand.

Then, in Ji Ji's shock, when Xie Guang and the others looked back, Xie Lang gently took Ji Ji's hand and pulled her to his right side.

He asked Ji Ji to stand side by side with him.

At this time, the old men who had been standing outside Yangxia City early to greet each other greeted each other solemnly one by one.

More than a dozen white-haired old men appeared in the middle of the road, and after they greeted Xie Lang silently, an old man turned to Ji Ji, raised his eyebrows and said, "This, is it Eighteen Lang's wife's room?" ”

In the silence, Xie Lang lowered his eyes, and saw that he replied in a warm voice without blinking: "Yes!" ”

He said, "Yes!" ”

He actually said, "Yes!" ”

For so many years, she had lived and died with him, and also shared a bed with him, she had fantasized about everything, but she never thought about it once, one day Xie Lang would ask the world if she was his wife, he would answer "Yes!" ”

For a moment, Ji Ji burst into tears. Afraid that she would lose her temper, she quickly turned her head, and with the flying snowflakes, she looked at the mountains in the distance, and thought in her heart: In fact, in my life, with his sentence, it is not in vain......

Hearing Xie Lang's answer, more than a dozen elders immediately changed their expressions, they looked at Ji Ji enthusiastically, and one of them immediately asked, "May I ask if it is the daughter of the Langya Wang?" Or is it the daughter of the Chen Jun Xie family? ”

As soon as the white-haired old man's words came out, the smile on Ji Ji's face slowly receded, she lowered her head, and held her breath and couldn't move.

At this moment, she heard Xie Lang's extremely gentle voice coming, "Haven't a few elders received Xie Eighteen's flying pigeon message?" ”

As soon as Xie Lang's words came out, the old people were stunned, and at this time, a rush of footsteps came, and in a blink of an eye, a middle-aged man who seemed to be quite prestigious in the local area walked over.

The middle-aged man strode over, he came to the old people's side, and said softly: "This matter is my negligence, Eighteen Lang's flying pigeon biography arrived last night, elders, I haven't had time to say it yet." ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man turned to the old men, and said slowly with a serious face: "That's the case, Xie Eighteen said that he was separated from his sweetheart Ji when it was cold last year. At the time of separation, Ji had just followed Xie Eighteen not long ago. Xie Shibai used a lot of effort to find out that she was alone and fell into the Northern Wei Dynasty. At that time, he begged people everywhere to find him, but he was always nowhere to be heard. ”

After a slight pause, the middle-aged man continued: "Xie 18 said that at that moment, he looked at the mountains and snow, thinking about his woman when the weather was freezing on this cold day, I don't know whether she has become a pile of white bones in the valley, or has become food in the mouths of the homeless, and suddenly his heart is full of sadness. He thought that she might be pregnant, and that the woman was carrying his child, and that she had suffered the pain and panic of the world far from her homeland, but he could do nothing. When she was by his side, he never promised her a name, he never gave her a place to live, but if she died, her soul would have nowhere to go. She has never been married but is no longer innocent, the ancestors of her Ji clan will not allow her soul to return to her hometown, she followed him Xie Eighteen but did not even have a name, and the heroic spirit of his Chen County Xie clan could not tolerate such lonely souls and wild ghosts. If she is pregnant. The child in his arms is still his eldest son Xie 18, poor his dignified Xie 18 eldest son, but after his death, there is no one who knows his existence, although he has a father and ancestors, although he has a ancestry, but he is helpless, although his soul is there, but it is floating with the wind. ”

Speaking of this slowly, the middle-aged man said in a low voice: "At that time, thinking about all kinds of things, Xie Shibai hated it deeply. So he made up his mind at that time. Once the daughter of the Ji clan is found, they take her to the ancestral land and marry before the ancestors of the Xie clan of Chenjun! ”

I have to say, the middle-aged man's words. It's shocking. Don't say anything else. Just Xie Lang's behavior. It's shocking, and no one has ever heard of it from ancient times to the present!

However, even a dozen old people were the most stunned. As the relatives of the Chen Jun Xie family, they are not qualified to ask.

In the silence of the old man, the middle-aged man took a step towards Xie Lang.

Seeing him coming, Xie Lang took Ji Ji's hand, turned to the north and knelt down.

As soon as he knelt on the ground, the middle-aged man shouted: "Xie Lang, tell me to this world, how is your wife and children, is she worthy of the century-old name of the Xie family of Chenjun?" ”

Xie Lang knelt on the snow, and after kowtowing heavily to the north, he said in a deep voice: "My wife is the daughter of the Guiji clan eight hundred years after the Yellow Emperor. She has a noble bloodline and is talented, and there is no woman to compare! ”

Hearing this, those old people seemed to understand that Ji Ji was Ji's family. The surname Ji may not be very good in the south, but it is a noble surname in the north, and for a while, the old people who were still a little dissatisfied immediately smiled.

After the middle-aged man drank those words, he chucked slightly, and he took a step back.

So, Xie Lang stood up slowly, he took Ji Ji by the hand, and continued to walk forward.

When the two walked less than a mile, Lu Ziyou, who had wide sleeves and a high crown, appeared, and he bowed his head to Xie Lang solemnly. After walking to the side and cleaning his hands, Lu Ziyou walked to Xie Lang, who knelt down towards the south, and shouted: "Xie Lang, you should tell your ancestors and heroes who are kings in the south, in your life, are you ashamed of the Xie clan of Chenjun, but you are ashamed of your own heart?" ”

Xie Lang kowtowed heavily to the snow, and replied in the same loud voice: "None! ”

This "nothing", he really said it frankly, and it was a glorious moon. For a moment, the people watching around didn't know what they thought, and they knelt on the ground in unison.

In the kneeling of countless people around, I only heard Xie Lang's clear and gentle voice coming loudly, "I, Xie Lang, in this life, I am worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of living beings, and worthy of my parents and clansmen." ”

This time, as soon as his voice fell, hundreds of Yangxia people bowed their heads in unison and said, "Eighteen Lang is really beautiful and jade!" ”

After the echoes from all sides fell, Lu Ziyou asked in a loud voice again: "Xie Lang, you admit that your life is bright and upright, do you dare to tell your ancestors, why don't you follow the ancestral teachings and insist on marrying the daughter of the Ji family?" ”

After his voice fell, Xie Lang kowtowed heavily to the south again, only to hear his voice reply in a clear and slightly hoarse voice: "In this upside-down and absurd world, Xie Lang does not dare to promise to be able to shelter the woman beside him in his life, if one day her soul returns to Huangquan, she and her son can return to this ancestral land, and I will protect you heroically!" ”

In this era when the whole people believe in ghosts and gods, everyone's obsession with having a return to their souls after death is extremely deep, and it can even be said that this obsession is even deeper than how it was when they were alive. Therefore, Xie Lang said that he was for the sake of Ji Ji and the child born to Ji Ji, and if he could return to Yangxia in Chen County in case of death, he would not be able to be a lonely ghost, so he wanted to marry her in front of the heroic spirit of this ancestral land, this sentence was believed by almost everyone who heard it!

After Xie Lang's voice fell, Lu Ziyou stepped back, and Xie Lang stood up again and led Ji Ji forward.

This time, maybe it was spontaneous, maybe it was some kind of obsession, and the Yangxia people who were kneeling on the two sides of the road were actually kneeling there all the time.

More and more black heads knelt on both sides of the road, and faintly, countless singing voices sounded in the air. Not far away, there was a white-clothed celebrity who shouted loudly: "The ancestors of the Xie clan of Chenjun, your descendant Xie Lang has returned!" The descendants who had been exiled to the Southland, who had not returned to their homeland for fifty years, had returned! ”

Almost as soon as the voice of the celebrity fell, there was a sudden cry all around. Xie Lang's face was full of tears, and after a long time, he said slowly, as if he had exhausted all his strength: "The descendants are not filial, they went south in embarrassment, and today the rats are returning ......" Almost Xie Lang's voice fell, and the crying around him was even louder, even the white-clothed celebrity, along with Lu Ziyou and others, also raised their heads and shed tears one by one, and some even whistled in tears.

After trekking all the way, Xie Lang and his party finally came to the ancestral temple of the Xie family in Chen County.

Outside the ancestral temple, there were also kneeling black, and there were thousands of Yangxia disciples. Among these children, there may be a side branch of the Xie clan of Chenjun, or maybe some of them were servants under Xie An Xie Xuan more than a hundred years ago.

The snow was falling heavier.

In the snow, it was extremely quiet, except for the "zizi" sound made by Xie Lang and Ji Ji when they stepped on the snowflakes when they walked.

Since arriving at the ancestral temple, Xie Lang took Ji Ji by the hand, almost kneeling in three steps, and crawling towards the ancestral temple in nine steps and one kowtow. Although Ji Ji didn't look back, she also knew that Xie Lang must be in tears.

When he came to the ancestral temple, several celebrities invited by Lu Ziyou stood in front of Xie Lang. After they bowed to him, a celebrity asked in a loud voice, "Xie Lang, why are you here?" ”

Xie Lang knelt down and kowtowed heavily, choked up and replied, "I'm homesick." ”

It's obviously a very simple four words, but somehow, almost as soon as the words landed, there was a cry.

After a while, the gentleman let the wind dry the tears from his face and asked again, "How are you in the Southland?" ”

Xie Lang kowtowed his head again, and replied in a dumb voice: "The children and grandchildren are here, and the power of the family still exists!" ”

The celebrity stepped back, and a thin young man in a green coat with wide sleeves stepped forward. The young man asked in a loud voice, "Xie Lang, who is next to you?" Is she worthy of you? ”

Xie Lang turned his head slowly, he looked at Ji Ji gently, and slowly replied: "By my side, the one who is comparable to me is my wife." ”

The young man bowed slightly, he retreated, and stepped forward with a third celebrity, "Xie Lang, you need to remember: the sky is not with me, the time is not with me, save your life and wait for him." ”

What this celebrity said was what a certain ancestor of Xie Lang had warned his descendants. It is intended to warn future generations not to act rashly, and not to ruin the future of the family because of a momentary mood.

Xie Lang kowtowed and replied in a deep voice: "Promise! ”

In the next trip, these foreign names retreated, and Xie Lang took Ji Ji and others into the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors.

The process of worshipping ancestors was extremely complicated, and after the sacrifice, three hours had passed, and the sky was getting dark.

After a full day of snow, the ground was white. Xie Lang took Ji Ji's hand, stood on the high steps, looked at the magnificent rivers and mountains at the end of his vision, and was speechless for a long time.

After a long while, he turned his head to look at Ji Xi, and looked at Ji Ji's beautiful face under the snow, Xie Lang said hoarsely and gently: "Auntie, today is also a big wedding for you and me." (To be continued......)