The night was falling, but the movement on the shore was getting louder and louder.

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers Ding Zhuang married on the same day, and the Shuai Mansion naturally had to do a big job. The leaders of the Shimayi tribe were also invited to observe the ceremony, and the prisoner camp meals were rarely added to the meat dishes and rice wine of the late night. The treatment of defeated tribes and captives was brutal and has been uneasy these days. Today, I suddenly received preferential treatment, and I learned the reason in a panic, and everyone was in a complicated mood, some people were angry, and most people were secretly relieved. After all, the two sides are married, and blood is thicker than water, which doesn't look like they want to be killed.

All the battalions on the shore put on a feast, crackling firecrackers were set off for half an hour, and hundreds of gong and drum teams, suona teams, drum feet and cheeks to play a hundred birds and a phoenix, step by step, eight tones of harmony, a hundred charming, carrying a sedan chair and other wedding music. Because it is a Hanyi marriage, most of the parents of the man and the woman cannot attend the wedding, all the red tape is simplified, the kowtow is also canceled, and in the festive drum music, a couple of newlyweds walk in front of the battalion official and the patriarch to salute. The Daoyi patriarch's face was tight, but the Han battalion officer smiled and nodded slightly. After the newlyweds entered the cave room, the guests began to drink wine in large bowls, eat meat, and guess the sound of fist orders became louder and louder.

The drumming never stopped, and a few hilarious tunes were repeated and spread far away to the surface of the sea.

On the upper floor of the handsome ship of the Han army, Han Ningshuang stared at the flickering lights in the distance, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was hesitating and worrying about something. Beside her, Zhao Xingde explained in a low voice: "The whirlpool of party struggle is getting deeper and deeper, although Chen Shaoyang has temporarily suppressed it, but there is an undercurrent surging underneath, and sooner or later there will be another accident." I brought Zhao Huan to Yangzhou because I wanted her to stay away from the land of right and wrong in Ezhou, and that's what I thought......" Zhao Xingde said with some sneer, "Although I don't have a clear conscience, but Zhao Huan and I are just ....."

"Just what?" Han Ningshuang's eyes flashed, and she whispered, "You still live in a separate room with her in Ezhou, and you live together all the way..... is it just a ......, and only Sister Li and I believe in you." The sea breeze blew her hair slightly, and her cheeks flushed slightly like jade. She turned around, looked at Zhao Xingde, and said in a low voice: "But I am still jealous of Zhao Huan in my heart, she has lived with you for so long." But didn't you really touch her? Han Ningshuang bit her lip and stared at Zhao Xingde's eyes.

"I don't know if I'm ashamed in my heart, Ningshuang, I don't know why, even if I make up my mind, even if I live in the same room in the cabin, I always feel that someone is watching behind me, sometimes, it seems that your eyes are looking at us, sometimes on the boat, I sleep in the inner room, I sleep in the outer room, I will dream of Ruoxue and the child ......" Zhao Xingde slowly narrated, and smiled awkwardly, "The ghosts and gods are in the dark, thinking about themselves, probably because I am ashamed." His tone was a little timid, but there was not the slightest hint of falsification.

Han Ningshuang looked at him like this, feeling Zhao Xingde's heartbeat with her palm, she knew that these words were not said to coax her, but more of a long-accumulated catharsis, gradually, she was a little annoyed, even more ashamed, and lowered her head in the moonlight, as if she was ashamed of what he had done wrong. She held his hand, her palms gradually sweated, remembering that when he was in Liaodong, he had also blamed himself like this, remembering that on the farewell deck, he asked him, "Are you tempted?" "That moment of spark.

The sound of gongs and drums on the shore gradually faded, the evening breeze caressed the sea, and the tide beat the side of the ship.

At this moment, the woman's cheeks floated with a shallow flush. "Stay, don't go back." Zhao Xingde was stunned for a moment, she gritted her teeth and looked up into his eyes. "You keep saying that you are sorry for us, but have you ever thought that if you continue to be entangled in such a difficult situation, we will all be old. I don't care about Zhao Huan's affairs. Sister Li agrees to our business. The bracelet my sister gave me was a dowry on your behalf. Don't you disadmit it..... Da Shi is thousands of miles away, you go, I don't know when I will return to the Central Plains, I want a child, me and your child. ”

"Frost ......" Zhao Xingde muttered, looking at the woman's slightly red cheeks, her eyes were clear and charming.

The study room was where Han Ningshuang acted for the official letter, and in front of it was the White Tiger Hall where the generals were deliberating, and he carried her into the bedroom at the back.

Han Ningshuang looked at Zhao Xingde quietly, and then closed her eyes. Everything seemed to be predestined, and the moonlight shone dimly on the sea. The half-light and half-darkness of the light and the shadow of the water shook slightly, the two of them hugged and kissed, gasping, she gritted her teeth and endured, buried her head in front of his broad chest, he felt the softness, smelled her familiar breath, the breath was staggered, love. The desire is endless. The bedroom is full of beams and pillars, the caisson bucket arch is full of countless reliefs, the general's travel map, cloud pattern, peony, lotus, but the most striking is hundreds of boy statues, the boy or riding a unicorn, or holding a lotus, or playing with a goldfish, or holding a pen, or holding a book, or holding an ingot, or sitting and laughing, or clapping and cheering, all boys and girls are innocently wide-eyed.

The east showed a touch of belly white, the curtains were opened, and the fresh sea breeze with golden light poured into the cabin, blowing away the joy of last night. Zhao Xingde opened his eyes, if it weren't for the lingering aroma of the pillow brocade, he would almost think that this was a traceless spring dream, and then he saw Han Ningshuang's long black hair in a blink of an eye. Han Ningshuang was sitting in front of the dresser combing her black hair, looking back and smiling slightly, his heart was at ease. A good woman in this age, no matter how tired she is, will surely get up before her husband. Usually when the man wakes up, the woman has already prepared breakfast, dressed up, etc., and is busy waiting for her husband to get up. Li Ruoxue is like this, Zhao Huan is like this, and Han Ningshuang is like this. Thinking of this, Zhao Xingde felt a little ashamed in his heart, and his eyes refocused on the jade man sitting in front of the dressing table.

"What are you looking at?" Being stared at by him, Han Ningshuang was a little embarrassed, and said, "What's so good?" ”

"It's just pretty." Zhao Xingde smiled, sat up, reached out to hold her Rouyi in his hand, and continued to boldly stare at the beauty's unfading blush. After crossing that line, the man's actions were much more presumptuous, and Han Ningshuang asked with a smile, "Is it comfortable to touch my hands?" Zhao Xingde nodded honestly, and the stunning beauty that was close at hand made him a little dry for a while. His open chest rose and fell slightly, letting the sea breeze lick his sweat lightly. She pulled her hand out and buttoned the buttons of his mid-garment.

"Except for Sister Li and Zhao Huan," Han Ningshuang said softly: "If you touch other women, I will definitely cut off your hands with my own hands." ”

"No," Zhao Xingde smiled embarrassedly: "If that's the case, the sky won't allow ....." Before she finished speaking, her mouth was covered by her.

"People who are going to sea," Han Ningshuang glanced at him, and said hatefully: "What kind of swear do you swear." ”

"If that's the case," she said hatefully, "I don't have to punish you, I want you to regret it." ”

This grand ceremony is the flower candle she prepared for herself. But after everything was a foregone conclusion, her mood was a little messy and a little lost. The sea breeze gently brushed the tips of his hair, Han Ningshuang turned his head to look at Zhao Xingde, his eyes were scorching, for some reason, Han Ningshuang was ashamed in his heart, and said in a low voice: "No!" She glared at him fiercely, and then looked outside again.

It's a quiet morning, with white seabirds soaring across the blue sky, sometimes skimming over the shallow waters, carrying fish and shrimp to the cliffs on the shore. The green mountains and green waters gradually show their beautiful posture in the morning light, and the beach on the shore still retains the mess of last night's feast, and the smell of fireworks wafts in the air.

Last night there was a big drunkenness, and most of the generals of the sailor fell asleep in a hangover, and no one paid attention to whether General Zhao returned to the camp.

Du Fujiao got up early and patrolled around with a group of tooth soldiers to make sure there was no chaos in the camp. Along the way, I received a lot of red eggs from people. Occasionally, when asked about the general, he said in an inscrutable tone: "The general is dealing with important business, and it is strictly forbidden to disturb." "There are countless people who get up late in this bright morning, and the Han Army Marshal's Mansion is sympathetic to the military and the people, and gives all the marrying regiments a ten-day holiday, and the regimental members on duty get a big red envelope, and everyone has a smile on their faces, and there is also a trace of joy in the thin morning haze.

.............

In Luoyang, the marching Sima Zhang Ding went to visit General Zhao's wife, and when he saw a carriage parked outside the mansion, Zhang Ding couldn't help frowning.

This carriage belonged to a bachelor named Zhang Ruzhou, who was a native of Chiyang, who was a tax collector and had written a lot about reviewing account books, and was specially promoted to a university scholar by the bachelor's office. He once talked to Li Ruoxue about the number of techniques, and he was shocked at that time. In order to recruit people from the Kanto region, the Prime Minister specially selected scholars from the bachelor's mansion to come to Luoyang to give lectures, and this Zhang Ruzhou was also one of them. It just so happened that after Li Ruoxue returned to Luoyang for some reason, because the two of them were colleagues in the bachelor's mansion, and this person greeted him everywhere, and he was a little low, Zhang Ruzhou stuck to it like kraft candy, and visited him twice in three days, picking out some topics that Li Ruoxue liked to talk about.

This move made the marching division quite dissatisfied, if it weren't for Zhang Ruzhou's status as a scholar, he would have been taught a lesson a long time ago. Because of the checks and balances between the five governments, and Zhang Ruzhou himself is also very shrewd, under the guise of discussing academics among scholars, he made the marching division a rat trap.

In the flower hall of the Hou Mansion, Li Ruoxue has a green cloth wrap on her head, a plain shirt and cloth skirt, if she wears a white flower, she is almost a widowed woman, and her complexion is cold and has a beautiful and moving temperament. Zhang Ruzhou secretly swallowed a mouthful of salivation, and said with a smile: "Bachelor Li, I finally found this Tang jade pot for my brother, I don't know the authenticity, my junior brother has lived in Luoyang for a long time, and he knows how to learn gold and stone, and I ask you to identify it on your behalf." ”

On the wooden table in the middle of the flower hall, there is a mutton fat white jade pot, which flashes dazzling in the skylight.