February, Hezhou.

This green city on the grassland of Hexi is magnificent and vast.

Its pattern is like the capital of the empire, the tall and thick four walls are like a chessboard symmetrical square market, regular and square, there is a straight avenue up to 100 steps wide on the symmetrical line of east and west, north and south, east and west are called Yongding, north and south are said to be Anhe, the two avenues cross the intersection of the state city center, and there is the grand Hexi Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.

On the Yongding Avenue leading from the middle gate of the East City to the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, the streets and buildings along the way are covered with bright colored silks, forcing back the cold spring in February.

A thousand Hexi military sons and daughters in scarlet clothes and armor were lined up on both sides of Yongding Avenue with lances, and the cold light of the spears made the people who watched the excitement behind them dare not squeeze forward, so they had to stand on tiptoe and try to stretch their necks to look east.

The procession set out from Wuxing, south of the Great River, and took more than five months to arrive in Hezhou, the seat of Hexi Province in the western part of the empire. Yesterday afternoon, arrived at the East Gate Station, according to the custom of the Tang Gate Lords and scholars to have a wedding in the morning, the welcoming team first rested in the post house for a night, and only entered the city from the Yongding Gate this morning.

All the way to the drum music, a hundred strong and sturdy Hexi Army Mingguang armor rode in front to open the way.

Behind is a procession of four or five hundred people, like a long dragon, and the red petals are thrown from the flower basket of the maidservant, flying all over the sky.

The people of Hexi were amazed.

"What a show!"

"Of course, the marriage of the Lanling Xiao clan and the Wuxing Shen clan can not be big?!"

"I heard that it was Shen Wuniang who made an agreement with the Xiao family, how could it be that Shen Seventeen Niangzi was married?"

"Hey, you are behind in the news, I heard that Shen Wuniang suddenly got a strange illness and died, and Shen Yuanjun only had such a marriageable daughter, so he had to marry seventeen daughters as a last resort."

"Tsk, the concubine marries the eldest son of Liang Guogong as his wife, that is really a great blessing!"

"Hey, what's the blessing of marrying a sick seedling?"

Who didn't know that Xiao Cong, the eldest son of Liang Guogong, was born weak and couldn't leave the bed all year round.

"Be quiet......"

"Phew, what do you know, the Lanling Xiao family is a five-hundred-year-old valve reading family, although the Wuxing Shen family is also a first-class valve reading family in Jiangdong, but compared with the Xiao family, the door is more than one level worse. Besides, Xiao Guogong is the governor of Hexi Province, commanding the military of 14 states, and has jurisdiction over 100,000 Hexi soldiers and horses. Besides, Shen Seventeen's wife married the eldest son of Xiao Guogong's wife, so the eldest daughter of the Shen family may not marry more noble than her after she recovers from her illness. ”

"My brother is right, marry a girl and marry a family."

"Shen Seventeen Lady is really a good life!"

……

In the wedding car with a green silk brocade curtain, a woman wearing a dark crimson dress with large sleeves smiled coldly, two ice-like fingers lifted the tassel in front of the luan crown, and a pair of eyes were cold, and the cold gaze seemed to penetrate the curtain embroidered with green luan.

Although she couldn't hear the talk outside, she also knew that the covenant was about her good life......

The corners of the cool lips hooked up a cold arc, and the pair of cold eyes that were penetrating were hidden behind the Luan Guan tassel.

In front of the bride's green silk chariot is a young man riding a red horse.

It stands to reason that the groom Xiao Cong should welcome his relatives, but the "sick seedling" groom "can't leave the bed", so according to the rules, the groom's younger brother Xiao Cheng went to Wuxing to welcome his relatives.

The young man on the horse was wearing a red gauze single coat and a white inner skirt, his figure was as tall as the little poplar by the Yongling River, his two eyebrows flew up, his chin was raised, and the lines were powerful, revealing the arrogance in his bones, and under his eyebrows was a pair of phoenix eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. Hearing the whispering of the onlookers, the corners of his mouth lifted up, and this disdainful and mocking expression looked like a handsome and haughty smile.

The onlookers were amazed, and some enthusiastically waved Luopa, and laughed loudly with Tiele Orchid, "Yulangjun, laugh again!" ”

Yulangjun is the name of the beautiful Langjun.

The boy raised his eyebrows and raised his chin higher.

***

Beicheng, Lanlingfang.

Lanling Fang, formerly known as Yongfu Fang, is a Li Fang in the north of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, living in Hexi Xiao, that is, the Jiankang branch of Lanling Xiao Family, moved from Jiankang to Hezhou more than 170 years ago, the head of the Xiao family hereditary Hexi Metropolitan Governor, guarding Hexi, Yongfu Fang was renamed Lanling Fang.

The most spacious building in Lanling Fang is the mansion of the Liang Guogong where the head of the Xiao family lives.

Guogong Mansion occupies one-third of the Lanling Fang, the tall white wall is heavy in the eaves of the Yu, the height is high, looming between the green trees, there are lake bridges and lotus ponds again, the grass is the bank, the willows are planted as the embankment, the pavilions and pavilions are pavilions, the curved corridors are connected, the water of the Jade River is led into the house, the clear stream is surrounded by bamboo, the clusters are lush, although it is in the outline of the grassland in the west of the river, it is like the elegant flow of the Lanling Lane of Jiankang.

There is a garden garden in the northeast corner of Guogong Mansion, named "Jing Yuan", the scenery in the garden is even more beautiful and delicate like the landscape in the south of the Yangtze River, but the location is remote, usually it is very deserted, few people come. On this day, the Guogong Mansion was overjoyed, and the joy inside and outside was noisy, but there was no half of the hustle and bustle penetrating here, as if it was an isolated world.

The main house of Jingyuan is a two-way courtyard with black tiles and white walls, with green ferns climbing on the outer wall, two black-lacquered doors on the granite steps, and the tin rings on the top are also black-lacquered, revealing a quiet and clear atmosphere.

In the southeast corner of the front yard is a plane tree with two people hugging each other, and an ebony horizontal knife is stuck under the tree.

A young man of eleven or twelve, dressed in a short brown kudzu, was crouching and lunging back and forth, holding an ebony horizontal knife in both hands. Raise the knife, step forward, and slash. Raise the knife again, step forward, and slash. It's just one style, but it turns over and over, meticulously wielding the knife without embellishment.

The spring sun in February pokes its head out and gradually moves from the east side of the plane tree to the sky above due north, and from the sky due north to the west. The sun shone on the boy's forehead, and the sweaty sideburns looked even darker.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

The dark door was kicked open.

The young man who had already changed into his wedding uniform and wore a round-necked narrow-sleeved robe woven with gold on the red ground and walked into the courtyard proudly, his chin raised higher than when he was outside, his eyelids turned up, and his arrogant demeanor became more and more unsightly.

"Sluts are stupid!"

He scolded the young man who practiced the knife with both hands behind his back: "Look at your move to cut off the water with a horizontal knife, making it like a dog's claw and shaving waves, it is simply embarrassing Xiao's face!" ”

The short brown boy was stunned, still focused, raised his knife, stepped forward, and slashed.

The young man jumped up, "Xiao Yan, this son's lecture, do you dare to listen!" ”

The short brown boy slashed down with a knife, raised his head, his facial features were as delicate as jade, his black and white eyes were clear and clear, and his ink-colored pupils were like the purest color of jade, black and shiny, "What advice does Brother Fourteen have?" ”

"Phew! Who is your fourteenth brother! ”

Xiao Cheng can't see this face the most!

Every time I see it, I want to step on it and crush it!

It's just a concubine, so how good you look!

Xiao Yan ignored him, raised his knife, stepped forward, and split the knife.

Xiao Cheng's heart was on fire, his steps stepped forward, his right hand skillfully pulled out the wooden knife under the plane tree, his left foot kicked the ground, his body jumped, and his right leg stepped on the trunk of the tree.

The spring breeze in February, like a knife.

The wind of the knife is like the knife.

Xiao Yan kicked his left lunge in front of his blade on his shoulder, as if he had been shaken back by the cold knife qi, and swept backwards. Holding the knife in both hands, he stabbed up diagonally and stabbed at the empty door under Xiao Cheng's right rib that was exposed because of the volley.

Xiao Cheng snorted coldly, the wooden knife was bent from an incredible angle, and the tip of the straight knife stabbed hard at the vein of Xiao Yan's right wrist.

Xiao Yan snorted, knife

When he landed, his left hand covered his right wrist, and he seemed to be throbbing his eyebrows in pain.

Xiao Cheng poked the knife to the ground, tilted his chin and laughed, "How does this boy's trick of the Sky Eagle Beak taste?" ”

Xiao Yan covered his right wrist with his left hand, pursed his lips and said nothing, and his eyes were shining with crystalline light.

Xiao Cheng's heart was happy, his chin was raised, and he was about to taunt a few more words, when he heard the slave outside shouting: "Lang Jun! Pimp! ”

There was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi waiting by the wall outside the door, holding a shakuhachi saber with a green jade handle in both hands, his face was full of urgency, but he didn't dare to step into the door as if he had scruples, and only urged in a panic voice through the wall: "Lang Jun, it's not too early for Chenguang, the newcomer should untie his hair." As soon as the banquet begins, Madame will definitely look for you! ”

After Xiao Cheng welcomed the bride into the mansion for the fourth brother, he sneaked to Jingyuan to find Xiao Yan while changing clothes, and he didn't dare to disappear for too long, otherwise he would have to kneel in the Buddha Hall and recite scriptures after being caught by his mother. At this time, he taught Xiao Yan a lesson, his heart was comfortable, he threw the wooden knife, and snorted with his nose up, "It's cheaper for you!" He turned around and walked out quickly, and yelled at Sheng Fei, "What are you urging!" Hurry up! He took the saber in one hand and tied it to the jade belt. Sheng Fei responded, secretly wiping his sweat and breathing a sigh of relief.

Xiao Cheng glanced back at the courtyard again, and then walked out quickly.

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, Xiao Yan let go of the left hand holding his right wrist.

The place where the tip of the knife poked the right wrist was only black, and there was a faint pain, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones, which was not at all what Xiao Cheng thought would take two or three months to hold the knife again.

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled, closed the courtyard door, turned around and picked up the wooden knife that Xiao Cheng threw on the ground, and still inserted it back under the plane tree.

recalled Fang Cai Shengfei's words.

Newcomer? - Who in the house got married?

Xiao Yan thought about it, and those clear black eyes dimmed.

And who gets married? Anyway, the big happy event has nothing to do with Kiyonyeongwon!

Xiao Yan suddenly felt a wave of depression, and he toe forward, and the falling horizontal knife flew up in his hand. Raise the knife with both hands, step forward, and slash down.

The sword wind broke through the air, and the mud ground was marked with a knife mark that was an inch deep.

This is the horizontal knife to cut off the water!

Xiao Shiv's idiot, I don't know who is stupid? Hum!

Xiao Yan's eyebrows raised, only to feel that the depression in his heart calmed down a little, and remembered that he had learned another trick from Xiao Shishi, "Sky Eagle Beak", and immediately bent his eyebrows and smiled.

Closing his eyes, his mind recalled Xiao Cheng's previous move, over and over again.

It took a while before I opened my eyes.

Kicking the ground with his left foot on tiptoe, his body jumped up suddenly, and the horizontal knife slashed down towards the plane tree.

When the blade was about to fall, the tip of the knife turned at an unusual angle, changing from a chopping knife to a poke knife.

Burst!

The two of them hugged each other, and the thick sycamore trunk was poked an inch by a wooden knife.

Compared to Xiao Cheng's knife, it is not much better.

It's a shame that he has practiced the quenching technique since he was a child, otherwise the knife that was poked by Xiao Shishi would not be just bruising.

"Xiaolang." There was a crisp sound behind him.

A woman wearing a high-waisted skirt and a light green half-arm walked out of the corridor of the inner courtyard, obviously hearing Fang Cai's movement, she frowned, "Fourteen Langjun has come to provoke you again?" ”

Xiao Yan was proud, "I didn't suffer." ”

Qi Niang chuckled lightly and said, "The lady told you to go in." ”

Xiao Yan said "ah", "I forgot the time to practice calligraphy!" ”

They all complain about Xiao Cheng!

"Hey, let's take a bath first." Qi Niang shouted from behind.

"Ah, got it." Xiao Yan inserted the knife and waved his hand without looking back.

***

The doors and windows of the bedroom are closed, and behind the screen is a copper hoop cedar wood bath barrel that can bathe two people, and a hot medicinal soup has been prepared.

Xiao Yan has been bathing her with medicinal soup since she was three years old, and she has not been broken for a day.

This is a medicinal soup for forging the body and invigorating the blood, which is not uncommon in the house of valve reading. Because before the unification of the Tang Dynasty, the north and south of the country experienced more than 200 years of turmoil, and half of the children of the clan were both learned and martial arts, so they collected recipes that were conducive to forging the body and invigorating the blood, which not only eliminated the secret injuries of martial arts, but also promoted the absorption and vitality of blood and qi. Xiao Yan's medicinal soup is prepared by Qi Niang, and it is not a rare recipe, and there is no need to consume expensive medicinal materials, otherwise after so many years of soaking, will the Liang Guo Guild be willing to do it?

Xiao Yan took off his boots and socks, short brown, underwear, and crotch pants, and jumped into the bucket with his hands.

The skin in the water is smooth and delicate, and the muscles under the skin are solid, flexible and elastic, which is the achievement of eight years of wind, frost, rain and snow training.

On the chest, which is as fine as porcelain, two places are slightly bulging, like a crystal delicate bag steamed by Qi Niang.

Xiao Yan touched it and felt that it was not very long.

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