Yuan Qi'er wore a big red silk unicorn phoenix pattern round-necked through-sleeve robe, with a plain silver belt around her waist and an elegant and generous green horse-faced skirt below. Her hair was combed high and adorned with precious headdresses such as golden hairpins and jewels. It seems that the whole person is bejeweled, and the jade body is shining.

She stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself dressed as a bride, very satisfied.

"I didn't expect the Han bride's dress to be so gorgeous and beautiful," Yuan Qi'er said secretly in her heart: "It's much more beautiful than the dress on the grassland." ”

"Girl," the rich woman walked in, "the auspicious time is almost coming, shall it pass now?" ”

"Well," Yuan Qi'er bowed slightly, "you help me bring the phoenix crown and put on the xia veil now, so that I can take a good look at myself." ”

"Yes, girl." The rich mother-in-law respectfully held the phoenix crown decorated with pearls and colored jade on the table with both hands, and carefully helped Yuan Qi'er put it on her head.

Yuan Qi'er straightened the phoenix crown in front of the bronze mirror, put on a xia veil, and asked, "Is Yang Muyun also dressed up?" ”

"Young Master Yang has already dressed and is waiting for the girl?" The rich woman said with a smile: "I don't know how happy I am to be able to marry a girl like a fairy!" ”

Yuan Qi'er smiled brightly and let out a long sigh, "If he doesn't scold me in his heart, I will already be very happy." ”

"How so?" The rich mother-in-law was slightly stunned when she heard this.

......

The gongs and drums in the courtyard are noisy, and the firecrackers are ringing in unison.

Yang Muyun was dressed in a groom's crown dress, with colorful silk and saffron on his chest, and was hugged out of the house like a puppet, and walked to the main hall with Yuan Qi'er, who was dressed in a bride's auspicious dress and covered with a gold hijab.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife worship each other"

Yang Muyun was dragged by life to complete this series of actions, and he couldn't help himself at all. His face was blank, looking at Yuan Qi'er who Ying Ying worshipped him, he was not happy at all, his eyes were a little hollow, as if he had become numb to everything in front of him.

"Sent to the Cave Room"

With the wedding master of ceremonies singing, he and Yuan Qi'er were happily embraced into a new room by a group of people.

"Okay," said the rich man and the rich mother-in-law, who had temporarily acted as a high hall, to the people who were crowding into the new house and making a noise, "This hall is also worshipped, and the new house is also noisy, so please invite the big guys to eat and drink outside, and don't disturb the newlyweds to rest." ”

"But the bride and groom haven't drunk a glass of wine yet!" A young man laughed.

"Monkey cub," the rich woman scolded with a smile, "you can even drink a glass of wine, so it's enough to lock you up here alone." ”

There was a burst of laughter from the people around.

The young man stuck out his tongue, "I don't dare, the bride won't cut me off with a sword." ”

His words sparked another burst of laughter.

"All go out, all go out," the rich man raised his arms and shouted, "The banquet outside is ready, and whoever doesn't go out again will eat this happy wine." ”

The crowd shouted, like the ebb tide of the sea, and they walked away in an instant.

"Girl, son, a good day and auspicious day are rare, please rest early." After the rich man and the rich woman finished speaking, they retreated respectfully.

Only the bride and groom were left in the room. The flames of the dragon and phoenix candles on the table danced gently, illuminating the warm and peaceful atmosphere in the room.

Yuan Qi'er sat quietly on the wedding bed with a red pin and gold hijab on her head, and the big red joy quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water on the bed was shining in the candlelight.

Yang Muyun seemed to be stunned, and stood there motionless.

"No matter what, we've already bowed to the church," Yuan Qi'er under the hijab said softly, "Are the officials going to stand here all the time?" ”

Yang Muyun didn't react as if he hadn't heard what she said, his eyes were empty and blank.

"If you keep standing here and pretending to be demented, then it's up to you," Yuan Qi'er sighed softly, "Don't forget, your emperor is still in the white pagoda of Wan'an Temple, time is pressing, and your only chance to turn the tables is to rescue the emperor before all the ministers and ministers in the court rush there, instead of pretending to be stupid here." ”

Yang Muyun's figure moved slightly, and his eyes regained some brilliance, "Could it be."

Can I still turn the tables? ”

"Why not?" Yuan Qi'er's head was covered with a big red pin gold hijab trembling, "You don't even dare to move the hijab on my head, do you dare to face the treacherous Wan'an Temple?" ”

"You're talking about the perilla girl from Luoyuan?" Hearing Gejie's report, Shakya Gyaltsen's solemn expression seemed to be a little loose.

Gejie glanced at him strangely, "Yes, National Teacher. ”

"What is she doing with me at this time?" Shakya Gyaltsen said and glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting opposite.

"She said that she had been a little unsettled lately and wanted to hear the national teacher talk about the Dharma," Gejie said: "I said that the national teacher is in retreat, and other teachers in the monastery can help her with doubts, but this female bodhisattva said that she must not be a national teacher...... He also said that as soon as her name is mentioned, the national teacher will definitely see her......"

"Ahem......" Shakya Gyaltsen interrupted him with a light cough, a hint of embarrassment on his face, "Since the female bodhisattva said so, then you can bring her in here." ”

"Obey the instructions of the national teacher." A strange color flashed across Gejie's face.

Seeing that Gejie had retreated, Zhu Qizhen smiled at Shakya Gyaltsen and said, "Isn't this female bodhisattva your confidante the national teacher?" Why do you have to point out that you are solving her questions? ”

"Zhu Gongzi smiled," Shakya Gyaltsen clasped his hands together, barely squeezing out a smile on his face, "In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no difference between men and women, and all beings have no appearance. He proclaimed the Buddha's name, slowly closed his eyes, and began to recite the scriptures silently.

"This monk, who is young, looks a few years older than me, can he really suppress the seven emotions and six desires in his heart? Is it a Buddha? Zhu Qizhen shook his head slowly, because he clearly saw that fine beads of sweat had appeared on Shakya Gyaltsen's forehead.

......

The "national teacher" Shiso did not come in full costume, but wore a moon-white soft robe decorated with a blue plum pattern, with a beautiful hair spread out of the temples, loosely held with a jade-colored ribbon, just like in the boudoir, lazy comb head, green silk half pulled, wrists like lotus roots, starry eyes half-closed, a beauty mole in the center of the eyebrows is natural, more and more eye-catching. The peerless delicate face is lined with a lazy style, which is even more intoxicating. Although a maid behind her was also beautiful, she was dimmed by her peerless elegance.

Zhu Qizhen was dazzled by the sidelines, and his heart shook, "No wonder this monk can't help but want to see her, such a character is something I've never seen before, the beauty of the harem, who can compare to this stunner?" Glancing at Shakya Gyaltsen, "What did this monk say that all beings have no appearance, I see that the Bodhi mirror in your heart has turned into powder, right?" ”

"Female Bodhisattva ......" Shakya Gyaltsen opened his eyes slightly closed, folded his hands and bowed slightly.

"Disturb the national teacher Qing Xiu, the little woman is here to make amends to you first." Shisu pinned her hands to her waist, her delicate body lowered slightly, and the maid behind her also bowed with her.

"Female bodhisattvas don't have to be polite, please take a seat!" Shakya Gyaltsen's gaze glanced over the futon on his right.

"Xie Guoshi!" Zi Su smiled, and the charm was so full that Shakya Gyaltsen's eyes did not dare to linger on her for a moment.

Shisu sat down on the futon, and the maid stood behind her.

"National teacher," Zi Su didn't glance at Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the left side of Shakya Gyaltsen, and said to herself: "The little woman got together with her husband today, and when it came to all kinds of affairs since she parted, her words couldn't help but be a little more intense, who knew that he actually wrote a letter of harmony and departure with me, and then brushed his sleeves away...... "The circles in his eyes were red, and he lowered his head, as if he was speechless and choked, and I felt pity."

Zhu Qizhen's heart sank immediately, and he secretly said in his heart that it was a pity that such a beauty was married...... A soft sigh came out of his mouth.

Zi Su took out the letter of harmony written by Yang Muyun from his sleeve and handed it to Shakya Gyaltsen, "The little woman did not sign on it, please ask the national teacher to guide me through the maze, this letter and the letter of departure, will the little woman accept it?" ”

Shakya Gyaltsen's expression moved slightly, he didn't look at the letter and the book, but he was extremely embarrassed in his heart, he was a dignified national teacher, but he went to break a matter of children's affection, and he really regarded himself as a housekeeper in the streets and alleys.

The great teacher didn't look at it, but Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but be curious, poked his head out, and glanced at the chalk paper full of block letters, "The husband of this little lady who looks like a fairy has a good handwriting, and if you don't agree with each other in a few words, you have to be separated from people, which is also wonderful, huh?" ”

His eyes were attracted by the two lines of small words at the end of the paper, "Yang Muyun, September 12, the twelfth year of orthodoxy." ”

Seeing Zhu Qizhen's face showing a different color, Zisu's charming eyes flickered for a few moments, "Does this son recognize my husband?" ”

"I ......" Zhu Qizhen just wanted to say that he knew, and glanced at the great teacher beside him, and then he couldn't help but smile faintly, "I just think that the little lady's husband is very good at writing, and I appreciate it, I take the liberty to ask, the little lady's husband must be a scholar who has taken the test for fame, right?" ”

"This boy is right," Shisu's eyes exchanged glances with the maid behind him, intentionally or unintentionally, and the maid's eyes lit up.

Zi Su and Ning Zu'er had never seen the appearance of the emperor, and before they came, they were afraid that they would not see the emperor after entering the White Pagoda, but who knew that this temptation just now actually attracted the attention of a young prince next to Shakya Gyaltsen, who was so concerned about the name of Yang Muyun on the powder paper, it should be the current emperor. You must know that Yang Muyun is a palace guard officer who guards the emperor.

"Well, although my husband has never entered Enke, he has also taken the Xiucai and Lifting Exams," Zisu's eyes flashed, "It's just that he is now prosperous in official fortune and has a good temper, and the little girl is getting more and more unable to wait for him!" ”

"No wonder this paper says that he is crazy," Zhu Qizhen smiled knowingly, "If this letter of harmony is seen by the current emperor, it will also be unfair for you." ”

The two sang together, but Shakya Gyaltsen was put aside, and the great teacher slowly closed his eyes again, looking like an old monk in a settled position.

Beyond the White Tower, shadows are longing.

"Ehitto, how are you feeling now?" Hailimu's eagle-like gaze scanned the surroundings of the tower, and then rested on the forehead of the person sitting cross-legged.

Eritu let out a sigh, opened his eyes and said slowly: "I'm fine, now that someone kills me, I can also have a big fight with him." ”

Hai Limu smiled, "You can't get the big battle, because the county lord has sent someone to send an order to us to evacuate immediately with everyone?" ”

"Evacuate?" Eritu thought he had heard it wrong, and said, "What about that emperor?" Are we going to take him away? ”

"No," Helimu shook his head slowly, "he has to stay." ”

"What?" Eritu was puzzled: "Just leave him here so easily, let him return to the palace safely?" ”

"Only when he is here will he attract the attention of everyone in the Ming Court," Hai Limu said with a smile: "General Nachar will succeed there, and we can protect the county lord to withdraw from the capital safely." ”

"Isn't that too cheap for him," Eritu said with some anger: "According to me, give that emperor a happy knife and make the entire Ming Dynasty mess up." ”

"Eritu, you are still so impulsive," Hai Limu shook his head slightly, his gaze became deeper, "Sometimes you don't need to use your own knife to kill people......" His eyes narrowed slightly, the dark sky has gradually shrouded the entire capital, the night has quietly come, there seems to be a figure flashing on the wall in the distance, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and a smile is imperceptible, "Using someone else's knife to kill the person we want to kill, the chaos may be even greater......"

Yang Muyun picked up the Jin Ruyi on the table and picked up the big red pin gold hijab on Yuan Qi'er's head, revealing a beautiful and beautiful face, as if the new moon was faint, the flowers and trees were piling up snow, and there were all kinds of charms under the glow of candlelight.

Although Yang Muyun was full of worries, he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart when he saw it.

Yuan Qi'er raised her delicate chin with a happy face, and her eyes were shining.

Looking at her delicate beauty, Yang Muyun couldn't help but take a step back.

Yuan Qi'er stood up with her mouth slightly open, "Why don't the officials advance and retreat, are you afraid that I will eat you?" ”

Yang Muyun took two steps back, a pair of eyes didn't dare to look at her, two hands propped up on the table, and shook it with all his strength, but he couldn't condense a trace of strength, and sighed secretly in his heart: It's still the way of this woman, seeing that she drank the tea and was fine, he let down his guard, and who knew that the medicine was in the teacup. The strength of this medicine has not passed until now, and I still can't store my luck.

"What do you want?" Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask.

"In your heart, I never existed?" Yuan Qi'er looked at his fearful expression, and asked with dark eyes.