Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue's marriage, under the vigorous promotion of Xiao Feng, finally set a date.

An Sizheng and his wife took the yellow calendar to compare paintings, and it was always difficult to find a particularly good auspicious day for the zodiac before the year, and finally Xiao Feng stretched out his hand.

"It's a good day."

An Sizheng was puzzled: "My lord, this day is just a good day, how can it be a good way?"

Xiao Feng said: "This day is a day off, marriage has to be lively, you pick a duty day, how can everyone follow the ceremony?"

An Sizheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again, Mrs. An was not very satisfied: "But after all, it is not an auspicious day, or wait for the next year to ......."

Xiao Feng waved his hand: "With the momentum of Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue, not to mention the day when it is acceptable, even on an ordinary day, the ghosts and gods have to retreat, and everything is fine."

If you still don't think it's auspicious enough, I'll ask Banzai to write a happy word and hang it, and it will be very lucky."

An Sizheng and his wife were overjoyed, and after sending Xiao Feng away, Mrs. An asked her husband strangely.

"Master, how do I feel that Lord Xiao is more anxious than us, it is only a matter of a month to get married before and after the year, how much difference can it be......

Indeed, Chinese New Year's Eve is getting closer and closer, and families are celebrating the New Year. In this festive atmosphere, people also unconsciously become jubilant.

Only Yan Song's mansion was deserted, Yan Song's body was just a little better, so he forced himself to go to the court, he had to perform actively and fight for time to regain blood.

The servants in Yan Shifan's mansion were all silent, just burying their heads and working, like a group of silent ants, faithfully carrying out the queen's orders.

Around Yan's Mansion, there were a lot more hidden piles in Jinyiwei than usual, and after gradually discovering it, he told Yan Shifan, and Yan Shifan just sneered.

"Lu Bing is a cautious person, I have planted such a big head this time, he will naturally think that I may make a move. But no matter what he thinks, he can't think of what I'm going to do!"

Yan Mansion quietly lived in many people in the granges and private houses inside and outside the capital, but it was not noticeable.

Because around the end of the year, there will be many troupes, artists, businessmen, and even beggars who come to the capital and beggars to earn food.

During the Chinese New Year, the curfew in the capital will also be relaxed a lot, and the night market can no longer be limited to officials on the streets, and the night market can also last for a long time, and some days can even stay overnight.

Zhang Wuxin's wedding was finally held, Zhang Wuxin did not settle down in the capital, and Xiao Mansion became the home of the wedding.

Zhang Wuxin rode the big black horse given to him by Xiao Feng, followed the sedan chair to the door of Anfu, and the door pretended to block it, accepted the red envelope, and opened the door.

Xiao Feng followed behind the team and took a look, this man's face was full of wrinkles, and he didn't have a few teeth, it seemed that An Sizheng had really learned and arranged the young and strong guy to do other work.

According to custom, when the bride leaves the house, she should cry goodbye to her parents, one to show shyness, and the other to show that the kindness of her parents cannot be forgotten.

But An Qingyue was ecstatic, and she was not married far away, she could go home at any time, so she really couldn't cry.

In desperation, he could only pinch himself hard, and the crying voice was particularly miserable, and the onlookers nodded one after another, indicating that this was a filial daughter.

When the welcoming procession arrived at Xiaofu, the banquet had been prepared, and the people who accompanied the salute were all in place.

Jiajing gave Xiao Feng a lot of face, and deliberately asked Xiao Chunzi to take the word "Xi" from the palace to the wedding to give the word, and everyone naturally couldn't help but envy it.

Liu Tong muttered in a low voice, "When Xue'er got married, she didn't even give a word! Xiao Feng, this kid, is so concerned about other people's affairs."

Mrs. Liu glared at him: "Xiao Feng was still lying in the coffin when Xue'er got married, and you can still find Banzai to ask for words, and if you want to give words at that time, you will have to faint."

Liu Tong was very unconvinced: "Long live the word is a great glory, why should I faint?"

Mrs. Liu pouted, "Don't you know when I do? On the day Cher got married, you cried like a child, and you still talked in your sleep when you fell asleep.

Say what you have in your hand

There is Xiao Feng's divorce letter, and when Xue'er can't stand it anymore, she will take it out and let Xue'er remarry.

Long live if you really give the word, you can withdraw from the marriage if you want to? That's a marriage! Do you still dare to deceive the king?"

Liu Tong's old face flushed: "This ...... It's all the old calendar, what are you doing with this, it's really ......."

Liu Peng, who was stealing balls with Qiaoqiao, chewed in his mouth and participated vaguely.

"Later, Xiaofu was besieged by assassins, and on the night that Dad Lan and Zhang Dazhan died, Dad went home and took out the divorce letter and read it......

Liu Tong was furious and wanted to beat Liu Peng, but Liu Peng ran away with Qiaoqiao, as fast as the ball that fell to the ground and rolled.

Gu Xuzi, the head of Wudang Mountain, and several of his senior disciples traveled day and night after receiving the wedding notice, and finally entered Beijing the night before the wedding.

At this time, Gu Xuzi's breath was not even clear, so he sat in the position of the man's parent, stroked his beard, and was very relieved.

These two are his most proud disciples, they have been in love in Wudang Mountain Martial Arts Vocational and Technical College, and now they have finally achieved positive results.

When An Sizheng sent An Qingyue to Wudang Mountain, he saw that this girl was a good material for practicing martial arts, and he was very conflicted in his heart.

Don't teach it well, I'm sorry for An Qingyue's talent, and I'm even more sorry for Anji's double tuition.

If you teach each other, but the girl will get married in the future after all, and it is likely to marry someone who knows martial arts.

Other sects are just that, if you marry someone from the Shaolin department like Yu Dayou, won't your efforts at the bottom of the box be stolen by the Shaolin department? How will you compete in the future?

Therefore, there is only one way, which can not only protect his professional ethics as a master, but also keep the exclusive secret recipe of Wudang Mountain from being stolen by competitors.

That is, fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders! An Qingyue's future husband must be produced among my Wudang Mountain graduates!

For this goal, Gu Xuzi turned a blind eye to other classmates' early love, and when he arrived at An Qingyue's side, he not only closed his eyes, but even wanted to close both eyes.

Every day before going to bed, Gu Xuzi prayed to Zhang Sanfeng's portrait: "Master, you must bless An Qingyue to fall in love with Wudang disciple, because the disciple has fallen deeper and deeper, and I can't turn back, and today I taught her a trick!"

When An Qingyue began to discharge electricity to Zhang Wuxin, Gu Xuzi was so happy that he almost laughed three times, but before he could laugh out loud, he was depressed and found that Zhang Wuxin was a piece of wood!

This guy would rather hide in the library and drool over the illustrations secretly, rather than accompany the young, beautiful, tall and long-legged little sister to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers!

Gu Xuozi was so angry that he even pulled off his beard, and he made a decisive move to cut off Zhang Wuxin's bad habit of being studious.

"Wuxin, it's good that you're obsessed with martial arts, but the way of civil and martial arts is relaxed one by one, you can't be too tight, moderate relaxation will get twice the result with half the effort!"

"Yes, Master, I don't want to go to sleep."

"No, no, no, I mean to relax your mind, not your body."

"Yes, Master, I don't want to go to the sword mound and sleep."

"No, no, no, I mean to let you have more contact with other people to get mental relaxation, and you can't always hold it alone."

"Yes, Master, I don't want to take my junior disciples to sleep in the sword mound."

"Bastard! You take An Qingyue to climb the mountain and watch the sun go out for me!"

It's not easy, Gu Xuzi remembered his good intentions over the years, and couldn't help sighing, and he was so moved that tears came out.

After worshipping heaven and earth, everyone began to drink, find acquaintances to clink glasses with each other, and it was a mess.

Xiao Feng drank a few glasses of wine with everyone, and Qiaoqiao suddenly ran over and pulled his sleeve, mysteriously led him to the back garden, and then stood at the Moon Gate, looking like a husband.

Xiao Feng saw Wang Yingxiang sitting at the stone table at a glance, her head down, her face was red, her eyes were red, it seemed that she had just cried, and her face was much thinner than before.

Xiao Feng sighed secretly, he had long known that there would be this

One day, this day, the sooner it comes, the better it is for Wang Yingxiang.

Xiao Feng sat opposite Wang Yingxiang and looked at her with a smile across the stone table, his smile warm and bright.

"It's been a long time, I heard that Xiaoxue asked people to pick you up twice, and your mother said that you are not in good health, and you have cultivated more at home, and it looks like you have lost a lot of weight."

Wang Yingxiang raised her head, and the tears that had been stopped flowed out uncontrollably. She looked at Xiao Feng, who seemed to be suddenly far away in front of her, and choked up.

"Brother Xiao, am I a bad woman?"

Xiao Feng smiled at each other: "How come? Why do you think that?"

Wang Yingxiang bit her lip: "Brother Xiao, I'm ...... I was ...... Originally, it was a hi ...... I like you!"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Yingxiang's face turned even redder, although it was a well-known thing, but this was the first time she said it directly.

Xiao Feng's smile never changed, just like looking at his ignorant little sister: "I know."

Wang Yingxiang raised her head suddenly, looking at the smile on Xiao Feng's face, for some reason, the originally heavy feeling in her heart became much lighter.

"Brother Xiao, I used to really like you, I kept thinking about it, waiting.

I want to marry you with Yunqing. But then, then I ......."

"Later, you fell in love with Zhan Feiyun, and then you felt like a bad woman.

Because a good woman shouldn't change her mind, if she likes someone, she has to start from the beginning, and she can't empathize with her, right?"

Xiao Feng's voice was relaxed and soft, Wang Yingxiang looked at him blankly, her tears flowed even more, and she choked up and nodded.

Xiao Feng looked at her with a smile: "Then what do you think, do I like you?"

This is too straightforward, Wang Yingxiang's face is as red as an apple, and she feels that nodding or shaking her head is not, just crying constantly.

"Yingxiang, let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time there was a well, and there lived in the well where a little frog lived, and because the well was so deep that it couldn't climb out, it lived in the well all the time.

One day, another frog fell into the well, and it had company. This frog has seen the world and knows a lot because it fell in from the outside.

This little frog thinks that he likes the new frog so much, and even thinks that he should be with this frog for the rest of his life.

Then one day it rained heavily, and the well was filled with rainwater, and the two frogs took the opportunity to climb out of the mouth of the well and swim down the water into the pond.

When I got to the pond, the little frog realized that the frog that fell into the well was actually not special, and it was similar to the frog outside.

But the little frog still thinks that he should like the original frog, because otherwise, it doesn't seem right.

Although it is good to have another frog, it also teaches the baby frog a lot of skills to survive in the pond. But the little frog still stubbornly felt that he liked the original frog.

Then one day, a snake crawled into the pond to eat a baby frog. The original frog was gone, and the little frog was about to be eaten.

Another frog jumped up and chased away the viper, and was bitten and almost died. The little frog suddenly realized that he actually liked this frog more.

You say, 'Is there anything wrong with this little frog?'"

Wang Yingxiang looked at Xiao Feng's smiling face, tears flowed down, she didn't know why, why she felt so wronged and so uncomfortable.

"But, but the little frog is in the well, and I am not in the well......

Xiao Feng smiled, looking at her with sympathy and pity in his eyes.

"You're in the well. Not only are you in the well, but Zhang Yunqing is also in the well, and the vast majority of women are in the well.

It's just that for thousands of years, women have been used to staying in the well, and they feel that there is nothing wrong with the well. Indeed, there are benefits in the well, warmth, and safety in the well.

If you are willing to stay in the well for the rest of your life, it is also a kind of happiness, but it must not be said that when you go to the pond, you must live as if you were in the well."

Wang Yingxiang looked at Xiao Feng blankly: "But Zhang Yunqing is also like me, learning kung fu with him, why hasn't she changed her mind?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile: "Between people, fate is important. There's no problem that Zhang Yunqing doesn't like him, and there's nothing wrong with you liking him.

What's more, he is desperate to save you, how can Zhang Yunqing feel the same as you?"

Wang Yingxiang wiped her tears and asked in a muffled voice, "Brother Xiao, you tell the truth, I don't come these days, do you think about it in your heart...... Blame me?"

Xiao Feng thought about it for a while and decided to tell the truth, "Yingxiang, do you remember, which younger men have been in our yard?"

Wang Yingxiang was stunned for a moment: "Qi Jiguang, Zhanyu, the two princes, Zhan Feiyun, Lu Gongzi, Zhang Juzheng, and many Jinyiwei, Dali Temple, and Shuntianfu catchers, can't name them."

Xiao Feng smiled: "These people, they are not allowed to go to the backyard, but I never asked you not to come to the front yard, right?"

Wang Yingxiang nodded, and then suddenly understood what Xiao Feng meant, her heavy heart was like removing a stone, and suddenly became very relaxed and relaxed.

"Brother Xiao, you...... Did you do it on purpose? Do you want us to like someone else? You, why are you like this?"

For some reason, Wang Yingxiang suddenly felt very wronged, not only for herself, but also for Zhang Yunqing, and cried even more fiercely on the stone table.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yingxiang heard Xiao Feng's gentle voice, like a spring breeze blowing from a far, far away.

"Yingxiang, I am also a man, and men want many women to like themselves, and they all want to have three wives and four concubines, which is the nature of men.

But that's too selfish. I can accept that you like me, but I can't know that you are all in the well and not even give you a choice.

Many years later, everyone, both men and women, had the right to live in the pond. I can't do it now, I can't give you that opportunity.

But I should at least do my best to give you a chance to lie on the edge of the well and look out. Only in this way will I be able to face your favorite and trusting gaze without feeling guilty.

Only when people have had the opportunity to choose can they know what they really like.

So, Yingxiang, is the little frog wrong?"

Wang Yingxiang lay on the stone table, she didn't know how long she cried, and she didn't know what she was crying about.

She knew that what she liked was Zhan Feiyun, and this was certain. The hurdle she couldn't get over was that she was a bad woman.

Now, Xiao Feng told her that the opportunity for her to change her mind was deliberately created by Xiao Feng, and she was right, her only knot in her heart had also been resolved, and she would not suffer anymore.

But why is it that instead of pain, it is an extremely sour feeling, so sour that you can't stop your tears, and you can't open your mouth?

Is this the pain of growing up? Is this the pain of choice? Is this the pain of the unparalleled Dharma in the world?

Xiao Feng walked out of the moon gate, patted Qiaoqiao's head, and looked at Zhan Feiyun who was standing in the distance. He stood on the periphery of the banquet, holding wine in his hand and a handful of peanuts in his hand, eating deliciously.

Xiao Feng took Qiaoqiao's hand, strode into the banquet, poured a glass of wine, touched a glass with Zhang Wuxin, who had been drunk, and drank it all.

After the spicy is a warm current, after the bitterness is a touch of sweetness, love is also this taste, so it is difficult for people to give up for thousands of years.

Zhang Juzheng, who was sitting at the official's table, also drank a lot and slapped the table to coax.

"Brother Xiao's talent is world-renowned, literary and elegant, today's newcomer's happy day, how can Brother Xiao not chant a poem to congratulate?"

Everyone also shouted, looking at the excitement and not thinking that it was a big deal, Xiao Feng wanted to excuse himself, but Zhang Wuxin also grabbed his arm.

"Yes, Brother Xiao, I just caught up with you last time when you got married, and you weren't there at that time. I'm getting married today, so write one for me!"

As soon as Zhang Wuxin spoke, Liu Xue'er knew that Xiao Feng would definitely not refuse, so she immediately asked Xiaomei to take out the pen and ink, and Zhang Yunqing rushed to grind

Ink.

Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Wuxin's face, that face of a demigod and a half-ghost, there was trust and happiness from the heart, Xiao Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, from now on, you will be a family person, no longer a martial idiot, no longer a prodigal son, no longer a god-killer.

You are a husband, and you will be a father in the future, and Chunyan Tower will have to go less, and you have to remember to go home when you are drunk, no matter how far away your home is, how close Chunyan Tower is."

Everyone laughed, and the drunken Zhang Wuxin also laughed, but no one saw it, and a flash of water flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.

Xiao Feng took the pen, and Liu Xue'er personally smoothed the paper again, looking at Xiao Feng with a smile.

In the distance, Wang Yingxiang walked out of the moon gate, the tears on her face had been wiped away, and she looked at Zhan Feiyun who was desperately squeezing forward to read and write.

"The dragon travels through the clouds and rain and eventually returns to the sea, and the eagle strikes the sky and makes it difficult to hold the sky. The drunkard is reluctant to return home, and the bright moon is thousands of miles away from the mountain."