The so-called upper room of the Taoist surnamed Lu is actually a small wing room in the view of Our Lady of Houtu, but the wing room is built on the edge of the cliff, the air is fresh, and the environment is beautiful and quiet.

Push open the wooden door in the wing, for a viewing wooden platform, outside the wooden platform, the mountain peak is covered with clouds and snow, majestic and magnificent, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are blue, like the jade dragon suddenly appearing, it is ethereal, it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"This cunning dead priest." After Zhou Fugui scolded with a smile, he hugged Murong Huiying and walked to the wooden platform.

Where do you need to go to the market five miles away to buy fragrant tea, sandalwood and other things? After Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying walked into the wing, the people in the audience served fragrant tea and lit sandalwood. It's just that they want to make more money for incense, and Zhou Fugui doesn't bother with them.

As Zhou Fugui himself said, compared with Murong Huiying, a little money is not worth a single strand of her hair.

"They're trying to make money from you, the rich man." Murong Huiying smiled when she heard this.

On the wooden platform, the mountain wind was strong, so Zhou Fugui smiled, took off his cloak, and wrapped Murong Huiying in it, while Murong Huiying snuggled up to Zhou Fugui tightly. "Yingying..." Zhou Fugui looked at Murong Huiying in his arms affectionately.

"Zhou Lang..." Murong Huiying did the same, putting her head on Zhou Fugui's strong chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

At this moment, the two looked at each other affectionately, as if they could never get enough of it, and at this moment, silence is better than sound.

After a long time, Zhou Fugui asked, "All of you Xianbei people have contempt for us and other Han people, but you, my Yingying, what you said at the time, now in retrospect, are encouraging me."

"Bah, what do you call Xianbei people?" After Murong Huiying took a sip, she tapped Zhou Fugui's forehead with her jade finger and said with a smile: "As a result, you didn't get it, but... Rather... How could I, Ziyue, fall in love with you, a person with a weak heart?"

"Hehe, did I marry you?" Zhou Fugui tightened his arms and said with a smile when he heard this.

"Although the children of the original are not like the Han people, they must also have floats, bride prices, cows, horses, sheep, etc., as well as the consent of their parents, before they can marry." Murong Huiying said with a red face.

"Okay, everything depends on you, you can do whatever you say, go back to Jingshi, everything will be according to your rules." Zhou Fugui smiled when he heard this.

"Back to Kyoshi? Zhou Lang, do you mean we can go back?" Murong Huiying poked her head out of Zhou Fugui's arms when she heard this, looked at him and asked in surprise.

"Why can't you go back?" Zhou Fugui replied: "Zhou is a dignified official from the fourth grade, can't he go back to visit his relatives? Can't you go back to your hometown and marry your family?"

"According to the system of the Great Yan Kingdom, it is possible, but..." Murong Huiying frowned slightly when she heard this, and said worriedly.

"But what? Are you worried about your home?" Zhou Fugui heard this and said, "I said a long time ago that they didn't agree, so I sent troops to surround Zuoxian's mansion to see if they agreed?"

"You're good? Before you passed the door, you sent troops to surround the house of Taishan's father-in-law? Hee-hee..." Murong Huiying couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and after kissing Zhou Fugui's bearded chin, she said, "Zhou Lang, you have gone through thousands of dangers, braved arrows and stones, performed miraculous feats, and won the position of brave general, which proves that I Ziyue has not looked away, proves that I have a unique vision of Ziyue, and Ziyue is very proud of you. But you... But do you have soldiers in your hands now?"

Zhou Fugui really did this, maybe Zuoxian Wangfu would really agree, the reason is that Xianbei people are proud of their martial arts.

"Just because there are no soldiers now does not mean that there will be no soldiers in the future." Zhou Fugui replied with a smile.

Queen Murong Qing and that dead lady, Zhou Fugui planned to find an opportunity to tell Murong Huiying.

"Well, Ziyue believes in you..." Murong Huiying nodded and said with a sad face, "But now that you are an official and a leader, Ziyue doesn't think it's a good thing."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Zhou Fugui asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Zhou Lang..." Murong Huiying leaned on Zhou Fugui and said faintly, "Actually... In fact, the family has no objection, otherwise Eji would not have asked me to come to you

As for Daddy... Ziyue begged for death, and presumably he would agree. Zhou Lang, don't you know what is the biggest obstacle to you and me?"

"The biggest resistance? You mean...?" Zhou Fugui pointed to the sky when he heard this.

"Hmm..." Murong Huiying nodded, "Not only him, but also... And also... You should understand that for a long time, the women of our clan, especially the noble women, can't, can't... You want to change, but it's hard to change."

Worldly concepts cannot be changed by one or two people, not for a while.

"Understood..." Zhou Fugui clenched his fists when he heard this, and said after his eyes showed a fierce light: "The world is unfair, but the knife speaks!"

If Zhou Fugui still wanted to retreat in the past, but after such a long time of lovesickness, Murong Huiying was so affectionate and righteous, Zhou Fugui had already loved Murong Huiying in his bones, so Zhou Fugui at this time would never back down.

"Zhou Lang, what do you want to do?" Murong Huiying was shocked when she heard this, and said while gently stroking Zhou Fugui's face, "You know, Ziyue would rather die by herself than you want you to be hurt in the slightest."

"Yingying..." Zhou Fugui held Murong Huiying's cold little hand, put it on his cheek, and said with an unusually firm expression: "In the future, don't mention the word death, never mention it, as long as you are here, there is hope, Yingying, you have to believe in me, everything has me, Zhou only believes in one sentence, that is, sincerity is spiritual; Sincerely, the gold and stone are open; Hard-working people, the sky does not pay; Lying on the salary and tasting the gall, breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu..."

"Giggles..." Murong Huiying couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, "How many words are you saying here?"

Murong Huiying's heart suddenly felt greatly relieved.

"Don't care a few words, anyway, it's you, Princess Ziyue of the Great Yan Kingdom, Murong Huiying, Lao Tzu is married, the sky wants to stop me, I turn the sky, the earth wants to stop me, I dig the ground, people block and kill, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!" Zhou Fugui hugged Murong Huiying with both hands and said as swearing.

"Zhou Lang..." Murong Huiying hugged Zhou Fugui's neck with both hands, and said with emotion, "Ziyue is waiting for the day when you marry me, and she will wait forever."

"Don't have to wait long." Zhou Fugui said with a smile.

At present, it is an opportunity to kill Hu Yansheng, seize the command of the border pass of the Great Yan Kingdom, and then force them to compromise with the strong soldiers of the border pass.

In order to marry Murong Huiying, Zhou Fugui has already opened up, he can do anything, no matter what he does, he will not hesitate to do it!

"Hmm..." Murong Huiying nodded silently when she heard this.

Zhou Fugui hugged Murong Huiying in heartache, and the two hugged each other tightly, eager to integrate themselves into each other's bodies.

The heroic and heroic female general in the army back then is now afraid of being like this, and Zhou Fugui thought painfully that she was not worthy of being the person she loved.

So what is Murong Huiying afraid of?

"Zhou Lang..." After a long time, Murong Huiying said to Zhou Fugui, "The situation between the DPRK and China... They now let you be an officer and lead the troops, Ziyue doesn't think it's necessarily a good thing."

"Well, it's cold outside, let's go inside and talk slowly." At this moment, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying had no intention of enjoying any scenery, Zhou Fugui took Murong Huiying's hand back to the house, discussed carefully, and talked about the pain of parting and lovesickness.

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"General, General's wife, all evil, years old Kangning! That's it? Don't stay overnight?"

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying finally walked out of the wing room hand in hand, and after the Taoist surnamed Lu scolded "dog man and woman" in his heart, he asked loudly.

Both of them are full of red light, especially Murong Huiying's face is like a peach blossom, she looks extremely shy, and when she sees it, she guesses in her heart, she must have done something unseemly?

In fact, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying didn't do anything, and the two were elated when they talked about being happy.

"The general, the general's wife, the wise is foolish, the clever is clumsy, the sound is loud, the elephant is invisible..."

The thin Taoist chief was as bad as ever, and he couldn't help but smile at Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying.

"It's not going to stop..." Zhou Fugui asked with a smile after throwing out two small ingots of gold, "Where is the main hall?" I'm tired of the two Taoist leaders to guide the way."

The two Taoist leaders said "General's Wife", but Murong Huiying's new joy bloomed.

"General Xie, the general's wife reward!" The two Dao Masters were so happy that their hearts were about to jump out, and they scratched their ears and cheeks with joy, and thanked them loudly together, making Zhou Fugui shake his head.

Zhou Fugui was really curious about the origins of these two interesting little Taoist priests.

"General, General's wife, please follow the trail." Of course, going to the main hall is to burn incense and worship God, so the two Taoist masters said in unison.

So the two Taoist elders accompanied Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying to the main hall in the Houtu Holy Mother Temple.

The Virgin of Houtu is like a phoenix crown and a quilt, covered with white triangular cloud shoulders, wearing a red winged wide-sleeved phoenix robe, a chest scarf, a bow between the legs, a green skirt reaching the ground, a slightly exposed toe, holding a scarf in her right hand, holding a ring in her left hand and holding her right hand on her chest, leaning on the Sumeru seat.

The statue of Our Lady of Houtu is solemn and solemn, merciful and solemn, so that along the way, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying, who were flirtatious and scolding, stood respectfully and solemnly, and did not dare to blaspheme.

"Poof!" After a while, Zhou Fugui pulled Murong Huiying to kneel on the futon in front of the statue of Our Lady of Houtu, and the two little Taoist priests were driven out of the main hall by Zhou Fugui, but they looked inward at the entrance of the hall, and they were thieves.

[In view of the general environment,

Houtu Our Lady holds yin and yang, nurtures all things, its side is the mother-in-law and the mother-in-law, the folk to be married or newly married, all enter the Houtu Mother of God to worship.