After Xu Ying became a mother herself, her heart had already been tied to her beloved daughter, and she didn't care about the affairs of the court and what Zhu Quan did in the army, and she didn't know anything, and she knew last night that Feng Xuan was ordered by her father to marry Zhu Quan, and she couldn't sleep for a night. Listening to the master tell that he has been regarded as a big brother since he was a child, the Duke of Liangguo Lanyu, the Duke of Yingguo Fu Youde, the Marquis of Dingyuan Wang Bi and many heroes who forgot to die for the Ming Dynasty and made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty all died tragically in the hands of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, and they couldn't help but be chaotic in their hearts, and it was difficult to help themselves.

At dusk, Zhu Quan, who was training military horses in the military camp outside the city, returned to the palace with a tired face.

Walking into the bedroom, seeing his daughter sleeping peacefully on the bed, Zhu Quan showed a satisfied smile on his face, and walked outside, seeing Xu Ying sitting at the table, thinking about Feng Xuan's affairs, what he wanted to say in his mouth, he always felt weak and difficult to speak.

After Xu Ying heard her master tell Lan Yu, Fu Youde, Wang Bi and other generals in the army that all suffered misfortunes, she had already vaguely understood that Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, had made such a hasty move to marry a daughter out of a loving father's heart, thinking that if the old general Feng Sheng returned to Beijing this time and encountered an accident, it would be a tragedy of family ruin, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy. Seeing Zhu Quan staring at the flickering candle flame on the table like a bird, without saying a word, Fang Xin couldn't help but step on him under the table in annoyance. ”“

Zhu Quan was stunned and turned his head to look at his puffing beloved wife, thinking about her temperament, he immediately reached out and hugged her waist, and whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, I have something to ask for." ”

Xu Ying saw that her husband had completely lost the posture of the commander of the army and the prince, and her heart was very comfortable, and she couldn't help but glance at him, and she still didn't speak after snorting coldly in her nose.

Zhu Quan's mind turned sharply, and he still couldn't find any high-sounding words for himself to marry Feng Xuan as a side room, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In today's world, there is a huge disparity between the status of the main wife and the side room. Marrying a side room and a concubine must be approved by the wife before conforming to the etiquette law, although it has long existed in name only in many official and rich families, there is still a saying. Xu Ying saw that although Zhu Quan was unclear about this matter, the color of pleading was still overflowing, and she didn't care about herself as soon as her heart softened, and after hesitating, she still bit her lips and said, "It's like this, I have to cheapen you bastard." ”

Zhu Quan was busy pointing to the sky and vowed: "Don't make an example, never do it again." ”

Xu Ying heard that he actually spit out something like this, and reached out to twist his ears in disgust.

Zhu Quan held her in his arms, stretched out his mouth to kiss lightly on his pink cheeks, and said with a low smile: "I knew that my senior sister was a person with a tofu heart. ”

Xu Ying saw that he looked cheap and obedient, and the villain was victorious, and said with hatred: "Since this is the case, I will let you try my fast knife." After that, he opened his mouth and a snow-white tooth bit down the side of Zhu Quan's neck, making him grin in pain.

Feng Xuan sat quietly on the side of the window, Qianqian's ten fingers brushed the strings, recalling his father's hasty marriage to King Ning under a letter, the sadness of self-injury in his chest was unbearable, and the piano skills were even better than in the past, and the birds looking for food in the flowers and treetops in the backyard fluttered their wings and flew into the air, and they didn't seem to want to hear such a sad song.

Zhu Quan walked along the gravel road in the courtyard, heard the sound of the piano in his ears, and involuntarily slowed down his steps, stopped and listened and vaguely recognized this song when he was boating on the Qinhuai River in the past, he heard Feng Xuan's "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji", looked up at the birds that fluttered their wings in the air, and couldn't help frowning and secretly wondering: Although Sister Ying has already agreed to this matter, must she be grateful for this matter? General Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, was ordered to return to Yingtian this time, and it was unpredictable, I don't know if she ever knew? If so, how should I answer? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel heavy, and I hesitated and turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

At the end of the song, Feng Xuan stopped at the side of the window, and saw the back of a man wearing armor behind the shadows and flowers of the trees not far away, vaguely it was Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, and he felt sad and lonely.

In Yingtian City under the cover of night, an old man wearing a red official uniform and white hair walked on the royal road inside the Hongwu Gate of the Forbidden City, and after stepping out of the Forbidden City, he turned over and stepped on a horse, and under the escort of a group of personal soldiers, he walked along the dark long street towards his mansion and the Mansion of the Song Kingdom.

The silent long street was empty, and when he walked forward on horseback, looking up at the flickering stars in the dark sky, Feng Sheng's heart was as difficult to calm as if the river was overturned.

"My ancestors and their descendants have accumulated merit and trust in the third generation of Qin, and there are more than 300,000 generals today, although the prisoner is enough to betray, and those who know that they will die and keep the righteousness do not dare to insult the teachings of the ancestors to forget the ancestors." muttered a passage from "Historical Records? In the Biography of Meng Tian, Meng Tian faced the envoy sent by Qin II to give him death, and his heart was full of bitterness. Recalling that when Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang entertained himself alone tonight, he intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng's subordinates chased the Xiongnu from the north, built the Great Wall, and made great contributions to the Qin State's unification of the world, but committed suicide by poisoning, although Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, was drunk and hot, but in his heart he understood Zhu Yuanzhang's intentions more than before.

More than ten zhang away, two lanterns with the word "Feng" swaying in the wind, which is conspicuous. Seeing that the mansion was not far away, recalling the wife and children in the mansion, Feng Sheng's slightly rickety back suddenly straightened up, and his legs secretly clamped the horse's belly. The horse galloped abruptly and rushed straight towards the gate of the Song Mansion. Seeing that the marshal's mount was suddenly frightened and galloping, a group of soldiers chased forward with shouts and shouts.

Feng Sheng, who was galloping on a horse, was full of vicissitudes and wrinkles at this moment, full of resoluteness, and jumped out suddenly in the gallop, crashing headlong into the stone lion standing quietly at the door of his mansion, as if he was indomitable and fearless when he commanded the army in the bloody battle against the Tartar soldiers.

Blood gushed out from the corners of his forehead, but Feng Sheng, who was lying on his back, didn't feel any pain at all, and recalled in his mind that Feng Yuan, the daughter of Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, who was sent to Daning by himself to marry Zhu Quan, was coquettish in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

At the door of the Song Guogong Mansion, Shi Shi indifferently looked at the cries of the Feng Mansion's relatives and soldiers, indifferent, and the blood on his forehead was shocking.

As the sun set, Feng Xuan was sitting at the table, fiddling with the strings, and there was a sound of pushing the door in her ears.

After the two palace maids put a few dishes on the table and exited the room, Zhu Quan slowly walked to Feng Xuan's side and said in a low voice: "I think you already know what the old general Feng said in the letter of Song Guogong Feng. ”

When Feng Xuan heard this, she let out a "hmm" in her nose, and her voice was almost inaudible like a mosquito.

Zhu Quan sat down beside Feng Xuan, seeing that the other party's ears were red, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and his feeling of being at a loss disappeared immediately, and he boldly said: "Then let's go to the church tomorrow to get married." ”

Feng Xuan was worried about being a concubine in her heart, but when she heard the words, she couldn't help but be stunned, and her fingers fluttered with her heartstrings, and she had already cut the sharp strings like an inch. You must know that in today's world, the etiquette of marrying in the Ming media is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is a etiquette that can only be enjoyed by a wife, Zhu Quan's willful behavior can already be described as a deviant Fang Xinlu knocked down and asked softly: "If Sister Xu knows about this, ......

Zhu Quan bandaged Feng Xuan's fingers and said with a smile: "In the palace, this king is the head of the family. Although she looked full of confidence on her face, she secretly thought: Although Sister Ying has agreed to this matter, she did not agree to such a fanfare marriage, and if she knows about this matter, she doesn't know what kind of turmoil there will be. Secretly turned the topic with a headache and smiled: "As the saying goes, the cave room spends candle nights, and the gold list is inscribed." The title of the gold list has no chance in this life, but the more flowers and candles in this cave room, the better. ”

Feng Xuan's cheeks were frosty when he heard this, and he withdrew his hand from Zhu Quan's hand, and after snorting coldly in his nose, he glared at Zhu Quan hatefully, and said angrily: "I have to look at Shu, and my heart is still insufficient." ”

Zhu Quan was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Every time you slaughter more dogs, most of them are scholars, and this king disdains to learn from those rotten Confucians, who are full of male thieves and prostitutes." ”

Feng Xuan saw that he looked like a real villain who was cheap and well-behaved, and couldn't help but be angry and funny, and sneered at the root of his teeth: "The blessing of Qi people who hug left and right, you are righteous." When he had to say it, he realized that as a woman, it was very inappropriate to say that it was very inappropriate to hug left and right, and he couldn't help but faint his cheeks. Recalling that although Zhu Quan's words were not very popular, it was an irrefutable truth, and he couldn't help but ask: "Every time you slaughter dogs, you are mostly scholars." I've never heard of this, but who said it? ”

"It doesn't matter who he said, I'm just picking people's teeth anyway." Zhu Quan said with a smile.

The next day, Xu Ying heard the noise in the courtyard outside the house, and couldn't help but push the window to look, seeing that a group of maids from the palace were busy under the command of Ma Sanbao, and their feet did not touch the ground, and the cloister garden was full of lights, a joyful atmosphere, and couldn't help but feel annoyed, and closed the window heavily and was depressed alone. She reluctantly agreed to the matter after repairing it under Zhu Quan's soft grinding and hard bubbles yesterday, and at this moment, seeing Ma Sanbao handling the marriage with great fanfare under Zhu Quan's orders, recalling the place where she married Zhu Quan overnight in Yingtian City in the past, she inevitably felt aggrieved in her heart.

At dusk, the wine tables in the garden were lined up with all the places where they could stay, and they were full of Feng Tieling, and the brothers in the army under Fang Jinsong were happily eating and drinking.

Qin Zhuofeng was standing beside a table of eight immortals, drinking bitterly from the wind Tieling, Fang Jinsong and other leaders, seeing Xu Ying walking towards him with a look of grievance, he knew that his lover was quite unhappy, and he had no choice but to pretend not to know and smiled: "Girl, change ** and visit Quan'er once again, and become a parent." We have to set up dozens of hundreds more tables of wine to make it more lively. He is a strange man born in troubled times, and after guessing Feng Xuan's father Feng Sheng's good intentions in hastily marrying his daughter, he inevitably felt compassion, so Zhu Quan was foolish.

Xu Ying saw that the master was drunk and talking nonsense, and turned away with hatred, and was angry and funny in her heart, thinking: The daughters have been born and married in the church, how can there be such a ridiculous thing in the world. I had the heart to hide back in the room, out of sight and out of mind, remembering that although Zhu Quan had engaged in such a big battle, Feng Xuan's gift of giving him tea could not be wasted, and he hated in his heart and said: Okay, if I hide and avoid meeting, I am afraid that the people watching the ceremony will underestimate me as a princess. After making up his mind, he walked slowly towards the hall.

In the cave room, Zhu Quan gently peeled off the red silk covering Feng Xuan's head, saw that the other party's cheeks were flushed, and a pair of big eyes were like a clear spring reflecting the moon, he couldn't help but be stunned, turned around and poured two glasses of wine, sat down on Feng Xuan's side, and drank all the wine in the cup, only to feel that this glass of wine was more intoxicating than the several bowls drunk in the courtyard, and couldn't help but stretch out his arm to gently wrap his arms around the other party's waist, stared at Feng Xuan's eyes and whispered: "I am not the real Ning King Zhu Quan, and the current emperor is not my Laozi." ”

Feng Xuan saw Zhu Quan's drunken appearance, and couldn't help but purse her lips and laughed: "You're drunk." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't believe his words at all, Zhu Quan couldn't help but feel anxious, hugged his hands tighter and said solemnly: "This matter is true, you have to believe me." ”

Feng Xuan saw that the corners of Zhu Quan's forehead were sweating in a hurry, and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, and couldn't bear to brush off her intentions, and said solemnly: "I believe it is." ”

Zhu Quan couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this, and asked with a smile: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Whose words did this poem come from? ”

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man is dark, and the golden wind and jade dew meet each other, and they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge, if the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight. Feng Xuan saw that her husband's poem describing the love of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl complemented each other with the flowers and candles in the cave room under her eyes, and her heart was full of gratitude to Zhu Quan for marrying herself with the gift of a wife who was married in the church. ”

Zhu Quan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why do I only remember these two sentences?" In my opinion, these two sentences refer to other meanings in addition to the two feelings of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. ”

Feng Xuan has been familiar with poetry since childhood, and she understands the meaning of the words quite thoroughly, and at this time, she can't help but be curious when she hears the words, and asks: "What else does the meaning in the words mean?" ”

Zhu Quan said with a wicked smile on his face: "Let the husband teach you." With that, he firmly hugged each other with both hands and threw himself forward.

Half a moon passed in a hurry, in the study of the palace, Zhu Quan, who was sitting alone silently, looked at the pair of yellow silk unfolded on the table, Zhu Yuanzhang wrote it himself, and the secret decree sent to his hands by the brocade guard quickly and whipped down, and his heart was like a heavy lead and frowned deeply.