Songhai City, Little Sage Village.

Yan Hong worked hard and finally settled the women around him. This sudden incident caused by Tianming also subsided, but of course a very serious problem followed. Who is the eldest woman?

For this, although Yan Hong felt a headache, he finally said it absolutely openly and honestly, and fulfilled the promise he made to Nian Duan at that time, no matter how many women there were, Duanmu Rong will always be the first, and the children of the two of them will always be the elders.

Although the minds of the women are a little gloomy, they have to accept that the pre-Qin period in ancient times was not a feminist society, not to mention that aristocrats like Yan Hong, in the period when the patriarchal system was not completely eliminated, male power was even more stable than when Confucianism ruled China.

The next day, everyone dispersed and put every part of Yan Hong's plan in place, while Yan Hong took Duanmu Rong to Little Sage Village.

There, Qilu Sanjie was waiting for him, and more importantly, as a disciple, it was necessary for Yan Hong to visit the teacher Xunfuzi.

Now, when the wind is tight, Yan Hong and Duanmu Rong visited, and naturally there was no way to open the door and swagger in.

Carefully avoiding the patrols of the Qin army, Yan Hong took Duanmu Rong's hand and came to the Little Sage Village, although there was still a little irrepressible joy in his heart, but Duanmu Rong's thinking remained calm, looked back at the lover beside him, and looked at the gate of the towering Little Sage Village, and said with some relief.

"Zihong, don't you want to be a gentleman on the beam once?"

"Gentleman on the beam...... Rong'er, you think I'm the thief, and only he likes to do this business, if you want your husband and me to do such a thing, wouldn't it be a bargain. ”

"Stinky beauty, who are you!" Duanmu Rong rolled her eyes and shook off her hand.

"Hey...... I said Rong'er, what do you call this? Yesterday I said that I wanted to get married, and you agreed, and you returned my wife, so you won't regret the marriage when you turn your face, right? ”

Looking at Yan Hong's hippie smiling face, Duanmu Rong felt that she was holding her breath in her heart, can't you coax me?

Marrying you with so many women, sharing you with so many women, I really don't feel uncomfortable at all?

It's really wood, and I don't understand the charm at all.

If the Great Priest or Chi Lian is here, these words in the heart may still be able to say it. Even the Snow Girl can express it euphemistically in these words, but unfortunately it is Duanmu Rong who came out today, who is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, but has a somewhat stubborn temperament, how do you want her to say such a heartfelt word.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Duanmu Rong turned her head and walked back, without looking at Yan Hong.

"Hey, Rong'er, don't. I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I shouldn't tease you, I should coax you. I'm wrong, okay, if you have something to do today, you should be magnanimous? ”

"Hum ......" was still such a simple response, but it couldn't take a step. Because there was a warm big hand on his waist, with a lot of effort, his body had involuntarily leaned into Yan Hong's brokenness. That humming sounded more like a coquettish moan to a lover at this time, groaning, Duanmu Rong only felt panicked on her face, and her heartbeat was a few beats faster for a while.

I didn't take a breath, but I felt that my body had been vacated, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it had already landed on the back of the big purple bird, soaring up, disappearing into the clouds, and heading towards the depths of the Little Sage Village.

"This is the last time it was a sacred bird?!" Duanmu Rong asked in surprise.

"Right...... I gave him a name, Ling Xiao. ”

"The divine bird is in the sky, it's so-so, it hasn't insulted this divine bird,"

"Boom!" With a crisp chirp, the Phoenix Divine Bird seemed to agree with Duanmu Rong's statement, and its purple wings were folded, as if it was about to fall.

After the initial nervousness, Duanmu Rong was no longer afraid, but just looked at the divine bird curiously, "I didn't expect you to be the same as the white phoenix, and there are so many others who can win the favor of the phoenix clan." ”

"What do you mean to be the same as the white phoenix...... If it weren't for your husband and me, he Baifeng would be so comfortable now, and he could fly in the sky with treasure pigeons every day, not that I despise him, this is really a waste of the divine bird. ”

"What if it weren't for you? How to say this! Duanmu Rong was also curious and asked.

"It's time to land, I'll have a chance to tell you about this later."

"Hmm."

The divine bird fell, and disappeared into the invisible in an instant, this is the unique bloodline advantage of the divine beast, integrated into nature, close to heaven and earth, and this side of the world has no barrier, the Tao is natural, and the escape one.

The breeze gusts, the spring color renders, the whole yard looks extremely elegant, quiet, occasionally into the ears of the crisp birdsong but for this quiet place to add a trace of smart vitality, with gentle footsteps stepping on the soft fallen leaves and smelling the breeze mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, this place is refreshing.

Quietly, the two stood side by side, looking at this slightly old firewood, Yan Hong smiled, smiled very warmly, reminiscing about the past, when he was a child, he read the four books in this door, learned the Five Classics, learned the seven languages, and read the customs of the world; At this time, Confucianism was much more open than Dong Zhongshu's later, and all kinds of classics were dabbled in here, and some of the only books in the small sage village you may not be able to find in the library, but in the small courtyard of Xun Fuzi, you can often see one or two.

"Here, is Master Xun's other courtyard?" Duanmu Rong's expression was solemn, with respect in her eyes.

As a world-famous master, as a junior, Duanmu Rong has reverence for Master Xun, especially as Yan Hong's fiancée, Duanmu Rong still has a little apprehension in her heart about this teacher she has never met.

"Don't be nervous, although Master Xun is a bit stereotypical, he also loves his disciples, especially you, the apprentice daughter-in-law who has not passed the door, maybe there will be a gift later."

Careful thinking that was seen through, Duanmu Rong's face was embarrassed, but she still refused to let go, "You can't be serious, Master Xun was also a benefactor who repaired my injuries that day, and he was your mentor, shouldn't I have a correct attitude?" ”

"Yes...... It should be, it should be, it's time to get there."

Yan Hong was about to knock on the door, but a boy in cloth had already opened the door.

"Dare to ask if this is Master Zihong?" (Yan Hong and Zhang Liang are the same generation, and they should be called Shigong.) ）

"Exactly."

"Patriarch Xun has already ordered, if the master comes back, you don't have to report it, please!" The little boy bowed and saluted and welcomed Yan Hong and the others in.

"The disciple is leaving, and the master is invited to enter by himself."

"Okay."

The little boy retreated, and Yan Hong led Duanmu Rong to the front of the house with a solemn expression, and saluted solemnly.

"Disciple Yan Hong, bring Neizi Duanmu Rong and ask to see the teacher." (To be continued......)