Yue Linglong will stand in front of the Red King's Mansion every night.

No matter how much snow was falling outside, it came as promised.

"It's all like this......"

Erniang thought in her heart, this is a family affair promised by the emperor, the marriage between the two countries, you can't refuse, no matter whether Yue Linglong is a wife or a concubine in the end, she is a member of the Zheng family after all, and it is Zheng Xiu who suffers if she is frozen, so Erniang repeatedly took the initiative to invite Yue Linglong to enter the Red Palace.

At first, Yue Linglong refused, and politely said that she could just wait at the door, and the Red King had not yet forgiven her.

When Erniang talked about it.

Zheng Xiu just smiled faintly: "It's a good move to retreat." ”

Erniang began to pinch Zheng Xiu's ears again: "People are just over sixteen this year, and when my father died, the little girl had not yet been born. ”

"So what?"

"You!"

Erniang was so angry by Zheng Xiu's casual attitude.

Finally let Erniang let go of her hand, Zheng Xiu rubbed her red and swollen ears, and secretly said that Yue Linglong looks more like your brother now, but she said: "I said Erniang, do you know that now in the whole world, only you can pinch the ears of the prince, you are really more awesome than the emperor." ”

"Humph! Even if you become the emperor, we are also the emperor's sister, and we are a generation older than you. ”

Erniang was easily diverted from the topic.

"Ah, be quiet, if this kind of rebellious words get out, it will be raided."

Erniang didn't dare to talk nonsense for a while, but she still wanted to persuade Zheng Xiu to be better to Yue Linglong.

Zheng Xiu didn't agree.

In fact, he didn't want to pay attention to Yue Linglong at all, no love or hate, in his eyes, no matter how beautiful Yue Linglong looked and how special her identity was, she was just a passerby, not as good as Fengbeixiang.

Since Gu Qiutang found the third day of the "Hundred Ghost March".

Zheng Xiu would take the initiative to contact Gu Qiutang every day.

Gu Qiutang said that day that he was not sure whether the word "Zheng" was written on the flag of the Hundred Ghost Army.

If it is the word "Zheng", how should it be interpreted?

Twenty years ago, Zheng Jiajun's resentment was undying, wandering in the wasteland?

If Zheng Xiuding scoffed at this statement before he glimpsed the way and learned the secrets of the world, but now, it is said that it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.

If yes, inside...... Will there be a daddy?

What is the true face of the Hundred Ghost March?

To see the march of the hundred ghosts, specific conditions are required.

According to what Gu Qiutang said, one is "the night of the full moon", and the other is "heavy snow".

The night of the full moon is not difficult, and so on; Heavy snow is not difficult, and it often falls in the northern wilderness. However, when it snows, dark clouds cover the moon, and these two conditions must be met at the same time...... It's really hard. No wonder the rumor of the "Hundred Ghosts March" has been rumored for several months, but very few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

That is, Gu Qiutang, who believed Zheng Xiu's nonsense, found a snowy mountain, squatted for two months, motionless like a stone in the ice and snow, and his eyes did not blink, only then did he happen to see that bizarre scene.

This matter was held in Zheng Xiu's heart at first, and he didn't say anything about it.

And Feng Bei deserved to be a partner connected to the window of his soul, and it didn't take long for her to notice Zheng Xiu's thoughts.

When his ears and temples were grinding, Feng Bei listened and listened secretly.

Zheng Xiu's troubles are obviously related to "Zheng Haoran".

But you have to ask, "What happened to your father...... It's all hanging in the mourning hall, what else can happen?

So after the clouds and rain, Fengbei lay on Zheng Xiu's body, stretched out his finger and drew a circle on Zheng Xiu's chest, and asked meaningfully: "If, I said if, your father is still alive, will he like me to be the daughter-in-law of the Zheng family." ”

Fengbei would never mention "Zheng Haoran" in front of Zheng Xiu, just as Zheng Xiu would not mention "Fengnantian" in front of Fengbei.

"You're eavesdropping again." Zheng Xiu sighed lightly: "It's not that you are forced to walk two ways, and the two conflict, if you don't handle it well, you will become like a monk, your heart is crazy, and you can't distinguish yourself." ”

Feng Bei didn't care about this, he had already seen it, and smiled slightly: "I can't tell the difference." Aren't you happy? ”

"Uh......"

Zheng Xiu was speechless.

The two pleasures sound pleasant, but they are not. Ever since Fengbei showed another personality from time to time, Zheng Xiu had been worried about Fengbei's mental health. He would rather Fengbei's "abnormality" be temporary, a kind of disease, the kind that can heal on its own after a long time, or after the door is smooth.

By Zheng Xiu's side, except for himself, Fengbei, and the monk, he had never met anyone who dared to enter other doors as a stranger. The current situation of the monk Zheng Xiu is obvious to all, but the monk seems to be able to "live in peace" with other personalities and tend to be stable, and Fengbei's current state is not particularly optimistic.

Talking about Zheng Haoran, the words have been spoken, Zheng Xiu did not hide it, and simply told Fengbei the truth about Gu Qiutang's discovery.

When Feng Bei heard this, he sat up from the quilt suddenly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Should it be...... Is it a ghost? ”

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, Fengbei's reminder made Zheng Xiu like thunder, and it exploded.

He remembered the rumors that circulated among the people many years ago, saying that Zheng Haoran was on the battlefield, his blood was rolling, rising to the sky, and the flesh and blood in the sky turned into a body of flesh and blood, making him like a ghost and god, killing the barbarians without leaving a piece of armor.

When I was a child, when I heard this kind of words, it was purely a folk tale formed by the people after adding oil and vinegar. Now think about it......

"Twenty years ago!"

"Will it be ......?"

"My dad is ...... The third human pillar twenty years ago? ”

"You, Wei Chen, and ...... My Dad! ”

"Bastard!" Zheng Xiu smashed out a punch and was about to collapse the bed, but Feng Bei stretched out a palm lightly and took it halfway.

The two of them collided with each other and set off a terrible wave of qi, whistling through the room, blowing out the candles, and the paper windows swaying and resounding.

Therefore, many people in the Red King's Mansion heard the sound and called the Red King with a strange talent, and the movement was really big.

A few pieces of the roof tiles were blown away.

Syllable!

The orange cat was lying down well in the nest, and just as a tile spun and fell, it smashed on the top of the orange cat's head.

The orange cat's skull quickly swollen with a large bag.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The orange cat was furious, stretched out its claws, and raised its hand to the house not far away.

Flesh-like balls of light silently burst out.

Syllable.

Thundered......

The mountains shook for a while.

The Red King's bedroom collapsed.

Yue Linglong left before dawn, quietly, leaving no trace.

Qing 13 joked that this girl was like a cat at night, unable to see the sun.

Early the next morning, Yan Jiji came to repair the collapsed house with a toolbox.

"Master, when I heard that this house collapsed, you happened to be ...... inside?"

Yan Jiji heard a lot of rumors along the way, and when he learned that the movement of the landslide was actually made up like this, he couldn't help but gasp a lot on the road, and he was shocked and secretly admired at the same time, worthy of being a young man and having momentum.

Zheng Xiu still doesn't know why the orange cat went crazy for no reason and bombed his bedroom, but now he is so speechless, who let him and Fengbei happen to be in it?

The house collapsed, who to explain?

The people from the government didn't believe it when they came.

Helplessly, Zheng Xiu could only smile wryly, watching Yan Jiji knock down nails in the yard and start the "Jixiang Workshop".

Within the scope of the "workshop", all the "buildings" will turn into blocks, which can be manipulated by Yan Jiji and rebuilt into the appearance of houses.

Yan Jiji's ability is generally not used by outsiders, watching Yan Jiji knock on one square after another with a sledgehammer, Zheng Xiu holding the cat in his arms, watching quietly, Yan Jiji's every movement is calm, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, sir, there is one thing that I would like to mention to you by the way."

When it was about to be completed, Yan Jiji stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said while doing the finishing work: "Do you know what 'dark iron' is?" ”

Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I haven't heard it, why did Boss Yan say this?" ”

Yan Jiji put the towel to wipe his sweat around his neck, looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he came to Zheng Xiu's side and said in a low voice: "Do you remember not long ago, the emperor asked us to make a batch of strange things?" ”

"You mean, siege engines?"

Yan Jiji nodded: "Later, the military department transported a black iron embryo, and asked us to use the iron embryo to make another batch." The black iron embryo is completely different from ordinary iron ore, it is completely different, it took a few days and nights to melt it into molten iron, and it almost destroyed the furnace in our workshop. ”

Seeing Zheng Xiu frowning, Yan Jiji said again: "Boss Yan, I asked a friend, that person used to be an errand in Yeweiyang when he was young, and he said very firmly that that kind of iron embryo is called 'dark iron', which is often born in the underground around the ghost dragon, and the production is scarce. Yes, the boxes used to raise cats on the backs of the stars in Weiyang on the eve were made of that thing. ”

In Lao Yan's opinion, he was also afraid that Zheng Xiumeng would be in the dark about this matter, so he mentioned it in passing. Now that Zheng Xiu is the prince, his property does things for the emperor, which is a matter of course, and the money is enough. You can't stop doing it! It's a big deal, it doesn't take so much effort.

Take Yan Jiji as an example, when he does things for the emperor, he uses the forging skills of returning to the basics, and never uses the "auspicious workshop".

"If it weren't for the lord, you would have become the prince, and I wouldn't have done any of these official jobs, no matter how much money I was given! In the past, if there was such work, it was all life money, and once the work was completed, in order to keep it secret, there was a chance that people would kill people. ”

Yan Jiji finally said a joke half-jokingly and half-seriously.

He only dared to say this kind of thing in front of Zheng Xiu, and in front of others, he didn't say a word.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "It's hard work, boss." ”

Looking at the new house that is equivalent to renovating again, I wanted to say that it was just this time, but after thinking about it, he was not sure, so he said embarrassedly: "If there is a next time, it may have to be ...... Ahem! Thank you Uncle Yan. ”

When leaving, Zheng Xiu asked Yan Jiji to carry a heavy bag of silver.

For convenience, he will always prepare some real money in the house to smash people.

Yan Jiji hummed a song and left, and when he left, he didn't forget to sigh: "It's good to be young." ”

A misunderstanding was eliminated invisibly, Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and stared at the innocent orange cat in his arms, as soon as he raised his palm, the orange cat cocked his belly, Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and put it down, this time he resolutely did not reward it.

"Look at what you've done!"

The orange cat pointed aggrievedly at the bag on his head.

Zheng Xiu lifted the hair on the cat's head and looked at it, and smiled angrily: "It's thanks to you that you said it early, otherwise the swollen bags should have disappeared!" ”

The orange cat was furious and raised his slap again at the newly repaired house.

Zheng Xiu was in a hurry, and the reward of a storm fell.

This time, the orange cat was finally satisfied, urinated on Zheng Xiu again, and ran away with a meow.

After returning to the room to change clothes, Zheng Xiu found Fengbei who was enjoying the snow in the garden and asked about the "dark iron".

Feng Bei thought for a while and nodded: "There is such a thing, although the black box is usually used to hold the soul attraction lamp, but in the past, when that person was still in power, many people knew that if they encountered something that must be brought back, they could be put back in the black box." ”

"Referring to 'weird things'?"

"It should be."

"What's the use of dark iron?"

"The man never mentioned it at the time, but I guess it's nothing more than to isolate the filth."

After communicating with Fengbei, the question in Zheng Xiu's heart was not fully answered. Even if it is used to isolate filthy gas, what does the emperor use this material to make siege equipment?

It can't be into Changyanli, right?

This speculation seems reasonable, but it is outrageous.

Even the former Night Lord was very taboo about Chang Yan, treating him as a snake and scorpion beast, Wei Yangzun is now on a stable throne, how could he do such a stupid thing.

Away from Gu Qiutang seeing the "Hundred Ghost March", and before the next full moon was about to happen, Zheng Xiu hesitated whether to find a reason to go out and meet Gu Qiutang to investigate the "Hundred Ghost March".

But at this point, in fact, Zheng Xiu himself didn't think clearly, how to find it, and what if he couldn't find it.

If it's really a ghost there, it's going to be played out inside...... Will it be a big fight?

Or the moment when Daddy died?

If he goes in......

For a while, Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and thought of all kinds of possibilities, all kinds of complicated and messy.

Yue Linglong went in and out of the Red King's Mansion from time to time, although it was late at night, but it couldn't hide from the eyes of some people.

In the thirty-third year of Zun'an, on December 13, the sky was thin like mist, and the catkins-like light snow danced and flew, bringing a bit of winter cold.

After nightfall, Yue Linglong arrived as promised, and she first stood at the door for a while, stubbornly waiting for the Red King. Zheng Xiu knew that Yue Linglong was standing at the door, and he didn't plan to meet.

Erniang invited Yue Linglong in and gave her a bowl of hot ginger soup. The little girl was flattered and stayed until midnight.

Tap tap.

Shortly after Yue Linglong stayed overnight, a luxurious carriage came in the snow and stopped at the gate of the Red King's Mansion.

"Phew~"

Zheng Xiu was a little surprised by the person who came, it was Wei Yangzun.

The coachman came a few times, once he was born and twice cooked, he was familiar with the road, knocked on the door, and sat back on the carriage, put his legs on the horse's ass at will, and waited for the Red King with his eyes closed.

Zheng Xiu got into the carriage, the carriage was dim, he hadn't seen him for a while, Wei Yangzun seemed to be a few years older, and the wrinkles were getting deeper. But his two fierce eyes, like two light bulbs in the dark carriage, were chilling.

Wei Yangzun always likes to talk about things in front of the Red King's Mansion, and Zheng Xiu is also used to it. This time, Zheng Xiu did not have a brocade face saint, so he simply wore a robe and entered lightly.

Wei Yangzun smiled: "I am worthy of your wife, have you ever liked it?" ”

"I don't like it."

Zheng Xiu replied without thinking.

"Oh?" Wei Yangzun glanced in the direction of the Red King's Mansion, and seemed to smile: "Can't look at it? ”

Zheng Xiu shook his head again: "I can't look at it." ”

"Hahahaha!" Unexpectedly, Wei Yangzun not only did not blame, but laughed heartily: "Okay! It's good to look at it, it's right to look at it! I really didn't see the wrong person, you seem to be suave and have countless daughters around you, but you are definitely not a person who only thinks about the personal feelings of your children and ignores the hatred of your family and country. ”

Zheng Xiu was silent.

Wei Yangzun laughed happily for a while, and suddenly changed his face, one second he was still smiling like his uncle and elders, but the next second he had a calm face, and said to Zheng Xiu in an undoubted tone: "It's already been discussed." ”

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly, the white mist was like a note, his heart was cold, and he said calmly: "Please speak." ”

"Weddings should be done according to their customs."

"You need to take a trip to the northern wastelands, cross borders, all the way north."

"It is their custom that the daughter of the wolf king ties the knot with someone else and arrives at their holy mountain, Mount Bagnamo."

"In the Baganamo Mountains, legend has it that there lives a 'Great Witch' who has no quarrel with the world."

"The daughter of the wolf king needs to be blessed by the 'Great Heavenly Witch' before she can be considered officially married."

Wei Yangzun was in the dark, suddenly bullied a little closer, and lowered his voice: "I have two things that I entrust to you, and you have to do it." ”

"First, I received the news that Bai Qiuyue is still alive, and now he is in the Northern Wasteland, find him, I want him to live."

"Second, to confirm whether the Great Witch who lives in the Bagmo Mountains is alive."

Zheng Xiu was surprised in his heart, but he didn't ask more, was silent for a moment, nodded, and agreed.

Call~

The invisible pressure on his shoulders disappeared invisibly, and Wei Yangzun smiled happily.

"I have high hopes for you."

(End of chapter)