When everyone left the palace, it was already evening, and the red glow filled the sky, blooming with the last glory before the night.

Xie Yun was injured, and he didn't dare to ride a horse again, so he sat in the carriage prepared in the palace under the protection of the guards.

Xie Qi said to the entourage beside him, "Let the thirteenth and fourteenth protect the second brother, and Ah San and Ah Si will also call over to protect their master."

The carriage slowly moved down the wide main street, Xie Yun lifted the curtain and looked at the two people riding on the horse in front of him, he hadn't looked at them for a long time. The two of them rode leisurely on their horses, walking on the stone road spread out by the afterglow of the setting sun, leisurely as if they were stepping on spring, as if they had just robbed people in the execution ground, and the people who shouted grievances in front of the temple were not them. These are the two best people in the Xie family's generation, Xie Yunhe thought with honor.

The young man was dressed in blue, clean and neat, with a handsome face, with the sword eyebrows and starry eyes inherited by the Xie family, and a gentle temperament, as if exuding the breath of a book, but with the power of peace of mind. This is the young head of the Xie family's generation. The head of the Xie family is different from other families, he doesn't care whether he is the eldest or the elder, but chooses someone who is interested in the position of the head of the family and has talents.

It is said that there should be endless fights in this way, but the Xie family is different, everyone has what they want to do, and they work hard for it, which can be regarded as a thorough implementation of the family rules left by the ancestor Xie Xuan. Over the past few generations, the Xie family has people who like to read, like to be officials, like to do business, and so on. and there was no struggle in his own house. When it comes to Xie Yun Xie Ling's generation, Xie Ling is willing to take on the responsibility of the head of the family, and he has the talent and ability, which is the most suitable.

The sister was dressed in white, fluttering like a cloud, and free. Carrying a sword on his back, with a purple bamboo hole flute pinned to his waist, he rode idly on a horse, always making people forget that the sword had just killed a few people. The face still has the golden mask that I don't know when I started wearing, the mask covers the forehead to the nose, only half of it, the exposed chin has a beautiful curve, and the complexion is also quite good, especially the big eyes, which are leisurely, but they exude a charming look from time to time. A man's black hair is tied up with a jade crown like a man. If it is a man, I am afraid that I don't know how many women I will harm, Xie Yun is also infected by them at the moment, thinking of such idle things, if Xiao Jiu knows that he thinks like this, he doesn't know how to trick him.

Xie Xuan's youngest great-grandson, Xie Xian, is the seventh grandfather of Xie Yun and others, and is the only one they have ever seen the Xie family who has also seen Mrs. Xie Xuan create that splendid era. When these juniors went to visit him, he commented: "Among today's grandchildren, Zhong Ling (Xie Ling) is the most like his great-grandfather in talent and ambition, and Xiao Jiu (sister) is the most like his grandfather in his ideal temperament. But it is different, it should be the most talented child of the Xie family in a hundred years. “

looked at the two people chatting in front of them. Later, the path chosen by the two was exactly what the seventh grandfather expected. Xie Yun said silently in his heart again.

Walking to the bustling Suzaku Street, a vendor selling sugar gourds stood on the side of the road, and her sister Yan took a stack of sugar gourds from the vendor, and before the hawker shouted, her chin was raised to her seventh brother, "Give money, your sister and nephews and nieces want to eat sugar." Mei Zizi walked away, Xie Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "You are still a child, you want to eat sugar."

Saying that, in the hawker's resentful eyes, he took out a piece of silver from the money bag and handed it to the vendor, "No need to look for it" The hawker took the silver, and the haystack was gone, "These rich people are really strange, they have to rob if they have money, but now it's okay, you can buy a mung bean cake for your mother-in-law and Niuniu." When Xie Ling heard this, he really didn't know how to behave.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yun thought again, "The old man is honest and doesn't deceive me, it's really different, the old ancestor won't rob other people's sugar gourds." ’