After a long time, Xi Sui'an put down the wine cup in his hand and said, "When did Yue'er meet the eldest son of the Su family?" His tone was gentle, not at all like a reproach from an elder in the family, but more like an inquiry between friends.

"Actually, Yue'er and Su Changyan don't know each other." Xi Jiangyue gathered her clothes, knelt beside Xi Sui'an's left hand, and explained softly, "But because of Sister Haoyue, I have only met him two or three times before." ”

Xi Sui'an looked at the girl in front of him who was the most satisfied with the nephews of the Xi family, and asked casually: "Have you heard some rumors about this eldest son of the Su family in that month?" ”

"Sister Haoyue has been obsessed with Su Changyan since she was a child, so she has heard a lot of rumors about him." Xijiang Yue's face was gentle and kind, and her intentions were extremely direct, she poured a fragrant tea for Xi Sui'an, and asked with a light smile: "Yue'er doesn't know what rumors the second uncle is talking about?" ”

Seeing Xijiang Yue like this, Xi Sui's thoughts faded by half, smiled heartily, and said, "Yue'er knows Mrs. Xi, the mother of the Su family." Although it was a question, Xi Sui'an's tone was extremely flat.

"I know a little bit about it."

Xi Sui'an picked up a cup of fragrant tea, tasted tea like wine, and drank lightly.

Halfway through the tea, he was a Xuan Ang man who was excellent at cultivating qi and kung fu, but at this moment he looked at the girl in front of him, but he was straight to the point, and said: "What does Yue'er think of the three sons of the Su family?" ”

Xijiang Yuemoyu's eyes turned slightly, as if recalling the biographies of the people of various countries collected by the old demon crane in recent years, "Su Changyan, the son of the Su family, loves to hang the pot to help the world, the second son Su Xin is open to the landscape, and the third son Su Tingliao is most similar to his father Ning Yuan's general Su Yizhi, who acts eclecticly, and is a rare romantic talent." ”

Xi Sui'an drank all the tea in his hand, then put down the teacup, and only said: "Su Changyan is twenty and nine, indifferent to fame and fortune, acting frankly, and he should be the person who is advertised by the world's women and husbands." ”

"Su Xin opened twenty and five, acting in a dissolute manner...... At this time, it's time to call him Su Musha. Xi Sui'an wanted to speak and stopped.

Su curtain cover!

When Xi Jiangyue heard this, the thoughts in her eyes were fleeting, but she was still indifferent.

Xi Sui'an had already changed the topic and continued: "Su Tingliao, last month, Fang performed the gift of a weak crown, his words and deeds were good, Wen Taowu did not lose to his father, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the country is unparalleled. ”

"The word Ting Liao is taken from the "Book of Songs" Night Township Morning, Ting Liao has a bright sentence." It can be seen that Ningyuan's general Su Yizhi has high expectations for this young and middle-aged son.

Xijiangyue's lips pursed slightly, and the second uncle's words were obviously more important than Su Tingliao, the third son of the Su family.

Xijiangyue has passed the age of Xuan, and she naturally knows a thing or two about marriage, but in the past seven years, she has only one thought in her heart - to reverse the muscles and veins of her body, cultivate superior martial arts, and personally slash the enemy to avenge her mother.

Even if you can't practice martial arts, you have to avenge your mother.

As for the future marriage, she never thought about it.

"These should have been told to you by your mother or aunt." Xi Sui'an smiled crampedly, "Now I can only replace my uncle." ”

"It's all up to the second uncle." Xijiang Yue's face was still smiling, without the shyness of a boudoir girl, and she said indifferently: "It's just that Yue'er has three requirements." ”

"Oh?" Xi Sui'an was very curious about what his niece would ask for her future husband.

"First, the time of marriage is determined by me." Before her mother personally killed the murderer, marriage and marriage would hinder her movement.

"Second, this person can't take concubines or prostitutes." She has always been quiet and clean, and if she sees that delicate woman with heavy makeup and light makeup secretly scheming for a man, even if she wins, she will feel insulted by what she has learned on weekdays.

"Third, this person can't be Su Changyan." Su Changyan is Haoyue's beloved, the husband of a friend, and he can't be recovered.

Xijiang Yue stopped speaking, knelt on the ground sideways, and said, "For the rest of the things, I have to trouble the second uncle to plan for Yue'er." ”

Xi Sui's elegant face faded, and he hurriedly picked up the girl in front of him who had a good posture and had been treated as a daughter by him since she was a child.

After a long time, Xi Sui'an's hand patted Xi Jiangyue's thin shoulder, and only said a good word, and the thoughts in his eyes were indescribable.

Xi Sui'an looked out the window at the distant mountains, "Yue'er, you accompany the second uncle out of the city for a walk." ”

"Second uncle, don't you wait for Brother Lang, Xuan'er and Yan'er together?" Xijiangyue counted the hours, and they were about to go down.

"Don't wait for them." Xi Sui'an's robe waved, as if he was full of worries, smiled heartily, and said: "Those laymen will only spoil the good scenery outside the city." After that, he looked at Xijiangyue and smiled.

When the chariots and horses were slowing down the outer city.

Xi Jiangyue lifted the curtain lightly, and happened to see the blind young man covered with white veil walking out of a pawnshop in the bustling market.

He had an extra burden wrapped in a cloth bag on his thin back, and an extra bamboo cane under his hand to explore the way forward.

The blind young man followed the smell to a noodle stall on the side of the road, asked for a bowl of the cheapest somen noodles, knelt down in front of the damaged table, and then carefully placed the burden in front of him.

He held a black pottery bowl in his hand wrapped in rags, and the smoke curled up, and his face was covered by white veil, but he could not see the slightest change in expression.

After he finished eating the noodles silently, he took out two copper coins from his arms, slowly put them on the table, and said something to the stall owner.

The carriage went out of the city, and the speed gradually increased, and from time to time it reached the foot of Qiyun Mountain.

Xi Jiangyue and Xi Sui'an abandoned the car and walked on the stone slabs in the mountains, looking at the mountains that were only gentle compared to Wuling Mountain, but suddenly thought of the timid old man who wandered among the mountain walls all day to collect medicine for her.

The two walked to the pavilion at the top of the mountain.

Xi Sui'an looked at the magnificent scenery in front of him, and his mood was also refreshed, "This situation and this scene can't help but remind me of when I was a frivolous teenager; At that time, your father was still the leader of the family, and he was the best choice to carry the century-old prestige of the Xi family. ”

"Yue'er, do you know how handsome your father was back then!" Xi Sui'an raised his hand and pointed to an ancient sword with only the hilt left on a two-person cliff stone on the cliff at the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Many years ago, on the Shangsi Festival, many noble sons in the imperial capital appraised poems here, and your father won the first place in a poem at that time, which caused a young scholar to be red-eyed, and he wanted to compete with your father. ”

Xi Sui'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know whether he was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of him or the memories in his heart, "Your father didn't say a word at that time, only used the sword as a pen to engrave the poem of winning the championship on the cliff stone, and finally inserted the sword into the cliff stone together, and then said to the scholar who was going to compete with him - the sword is out of harmony, if you can pull out this sword, it will be considered a loss." ”

"But my father still lost." Because from Xijiangyue's memory, she only saw her father use a gun, "But why is this sword still there?" ”

"Do you know who won against your father?" Xi Sui'an looked at the cliff in front of him, the smile on his face became stronger, and without waiting for Xi Jiangyue to answer, he took the initiative to talk about that Fengyue, "It's your mother." ”