Du Huan originally wanted to ask Li Linfu to help dissolve the marriage contract between Ma Lan and Yang's daughter, but he swallowed the words again. He is Ma Lan's staff, and this can only be said by Ma Lan himself, and it must not be said by him.

Leaving Li Linfu's mansion, Du Huan only felt top-heavy, and he didn't know how to get to the previous Qinglou.

Pingkangfang is the most famous fireworks place in Chang'an, and Du Huan's choice of this place is also very famous in Pingkangfang. The scribes had finished their rejoicing, and had already gone back to their respective homes. Du Huan called over a round and jade woman, and went directly behind the curtain.

If he doesn't vent the fear in his heart, he is only afraid that he will go crazy immediately.

The golden knife is chaotic! Yang Guozhong wants to rebel!

Li Linfu's words were like thunder, roaring in his head all the time. It's a pity that he's just a small Lantian county, where can he stand this.

After venting, Du Huan didn't know how he walked back to Yankangfang. When he arrived outside the mansion of Fufeng Hou, he saw a luxurious carriage under the moonlight, and several slaves stood around the carriage. When passers-by saw this carriage, they all hurriedly made a detour, and did not dare to approach at all.

The carriage was blocking the door of the mansion, and before Du Huan could speak when he walked to the carriage, he heard someone in the carriage say angrily: "Fight!" Hit hard! ”

The voice was a woman, and it was very familiar. Du Huan's heart moved, and before he could speak, the two slaves walked up to him, pressed him to the ground without saying a word, and the other two slaves took the whip and whipped it up.

Poor Du Huan is just a weak scholar, where is the opponent of these rich slaves, and they are restrained without waiting for resistance. He held his head tightly in his hands, and craned his neck to look at the curtain of the carriage, trying to see the figure inside, but he couldn't see it at all.

He is also a dignified Lantian county, a person with status, but people don't care about it at all, the power on the whip is extremely heavy, and soon his back is drenched in blood. Thanks to his physical strength in the Anxi army over the years, if it was the original Du Huan, I am afraid that he would have been sucked to death by these powerful slaves.

"Mrs. Korea, is that you?" Du Huan suddenly shouted.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted a small slit, and a woman behind her whispered a soft "huh".

"Stop!"

Hearing the words of the people in the carriage, the slave with the whip stopped, but Du Huan was still pressed to the ground.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the beautiful face of a woman. The woman seemed to be quite old, but she was so well maintained that her skin was like that of a baby, and it was impossible to see her true age at all. The woman's makeup was extremely exquisite, and she looked at Du Huan and frowned: "It turns out that the newly sealed Lantian County of the Son of Heaven is you, the disciple." ”

"Madame remembers me!" Du Huan's expression was extremely excited, "Since I saw my wife reprimanded by my wife on the first day of the previous year, I went to Anxi to seek fame, and now I have finally achieved a little success." Fang returned to Chang'an today, but I didn't expect to see my wife so soon......"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Han's face was slightly cold, and she interrupted Du Huan's words, "What nonsense are you kid talking about!" It's just a small Lantian county, how can he be qualified to talk to Mrs. Ben like this! ”

Du Huan felt that the two slaves pressed harder, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he closed his mouth knowingly.

A woman's snickering came from inside the carriage, and the voice was very young. The woman snorted, and said coldly with a straight face: "Lantian County, why am I here today, you should know it in your heart!" You go back to Anxi and tell that Ma Lan to play less of these ghosts! I have also heard the gossip between him and the Goguryeo woman. Let him stop being delusional, and it is serious to prepare to marry my young lady! ”

"The Son of Heaven gave marriage, Chrysostom said, my Yang family will never disobey. Fufeng Hou is already in the same boat with the Yang family, and if he wants to humiliate the Yang family, he is humiliating himself! Today's matter is over for the time being, for the sake of the first offense, I will spare you dog minions, if there is such a thing again, be careful that Mrs. Ben will beat you all to death! ”

Saying that, Mrs. Han pulled down the curtain and shouted: "Go!" The two slaves let Du Huan go. The carriage started moving forward, and the slaves followed the carriage and left quickly.

Du Huan stood up and smiled miserably. His back was covered with whip marks, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

The encounter in Chang'an City that day, although it was only a spring breeze, made him unforgettable. It was then that he fell in love with such a round and beautiful woman.

When I returned to Chang'an, I wanted to find an opportunity to see it again from afar, but I didn't expect to meet so soon, and I didn't expect to meet like this.

What if he has become a son of Lantian County? She is still the lady of the country in high spirits. The spring breeze at the beginning was just that she couldn't bear the loneliness. There are many rumors about the Yang family sisters in Chang'an City, and he is not the only one who has had such a dewy marriage with her.

Although I understand it in my heart, I can't let go of it after all. Even though he went away to Anxi, it was still the same.

For a while, Du Huan felt that he was not interested, and it turned out to be boring. Looking at the tall Fufeng Hou Mansion in front of him, he felt that all his efforts were meaningless, and sat down under the steps outside the Hou Mansion and was silent for a long time.

He no longer wanted to see his fiefdom in Lantian County, nor did he want to boast about his exploits to his old friends, he only wanted to leave Chang'an as soon as possible and escape as far away as possible.

……

The delicate carriage crushed the bluestone avenue of Yankangfang, and slowly walked forward under the escort of several wealthy slaves. Inside the carriage, Mrs. Han had a strange expression, and a beautiful girl sat on each side.

The girl on the left is Cui Shi, the concubine of Li Jiao, the king of Guangping, although she is dressed as a girl, she has actually been married to Li Li for some time. Cui Shi looked at Mrs. Han and said with a smile: "Mother, I have also seen this Lantian County, and I remember him when I hear him speak." ”

Mrs. Han showed a look of cowardice on her face, and snorted: "Girl, are you making fun of your mother?" The young lady is here, you don't talk nonsense. ”

"Where did I talk nonsense, I really remembered him. I haven't seen him for a few years, but this Du Huan is much stronger. Cui Shi laughed.

Mrs. Han glared at her daughter, looked at the girl on the right, and coughed lightly: "Young lady, if you don't want to marry this Ma Lan, just tell your aunt." Although it is said that it is the Son of Heaven to marry, but you really don't want to marry, we have a way not to marry. The left and right are just a martial artist, what kind of good match, men and women always have to be happy in their hearts, but don't wronged yourself. ”

"Yes, young lady, with your identity, it is easy to marry a prince. If you don't want to marry this soldier, just go to the palace and tell your aunt. Cui Shi also said with a smile.

The girl had a thin body and a childish face, which was very different from the plump of the Korean lady's mother and daughter. Listening to Mrs. Han's words, the girl shook her head lightly and said coldly: "Aunt, sister, you don't know anything. The marriage was not decided by my aunt and father, but I went to the palace to ask my aunt for this matter. Now let me go into the palace again to beg my aunt, where do I still have this face. ”

"Ma Lan humiliated our family like this today, is that really it?" Cui Shi said coquettishly.

"He's a great general, but he may not be able to win me as a little woman. I've heard of his reputation in the Jingshi Ranger. Such a husband, I am married! He doesn't want me, how can it be so easy? The girl's eyes shone slightly, and she bit her lip and said, "Didn't he send dozens of concubines to the mansion?" Anyway, this will be my house in the future, and I will move to the Hou Mansion tomorrow, and I want to see what tricks his subordinates can play in front of me! ”

"Looks like you're really hard-hearted! Whatever you think, let it be. The woman of our Yang family, you are an outlier. Mrs. Han sighed.

The girl stopped talking, and turned her head to look out of the carriage, a light shining in her starry eyes.

……

After sitting outside the gate of the mansion for a long time, Du Huan calmed down. When he entered the mansion, he had already made up his mind, and after completing the task assigned by the general, he would immediately leave Chang'an and return to Anxi, and walk as fast as possible.

Unexpectedly, early the next morning, before I went out of the gate, I saw Mrs. Han again. Next to Mrs. Korea, there stood a beautiful girl with a thin figure.

Du Huan looked at Mrs. Han and was speechless, and the little girl pursed her lips with disdain. Mrs. Han glared at Du Huan fiercely and said, "This is my niece and nephew, the future Mrs. Junhou." Anyway, Fufeng Hou will not return to Chang'an for the time being, and the Son of Heaven has not determined the date of marriage, my niece and nephew want to do something for her husband's family as soon as possible, and she will start to take charge of the family business here from today. In the future, as long as you are in Chang'an, you will have to listen to her, understand? ”

Du Huan was stunned for a moment, nodded hurriedly, looked at the bright little girl, and sighed in his heart.

The plan to make the Yang family regret their marriage has failed, so it has automatically entered the second plan. He didn't know what the general's arrangements were, but he knew that this girl was destined to live long.

According to Ma Lu and him, as long as the first plan fails, things will automatically get out of his control. He just needs to complete the task and return to Anxi, and other things will naturally be carried out.

Yang Guozhong's mother is Zhang Yizhi's younger sister, and the daughter she gave birth to is naturally not bad, which Du Huan has long expected. However, seeing this little girl with his own eyes, this girl's appearance still shocked him greatly.

It's really the best in the world, and it's a pity that such a woman is cut off like this.

After announcing the matter, Mrs. Han glared at Du Huan again and left directly. And a large number of slaves and maids from the Yang family directly took over the entire Hou Mansion under the order of the little girl.

Living in her husband's house before you have passed the door is indeed a rare thing in Chang'an City, but Du Huan knows that the women of the Yang family have always acted unexpectedly, so it is not surprising.

After handing over the caravan to Yang Youniang, Du Huan hurriedly went out to find a skilled craftsman who was willing to go to Anxi. This is a matter of military affairs, so naturally she can't know about it.