Wenren's house, the rockery and weeping willows in the courtyard, the green path is quiet.

Under the corridor pavilion, Wenren Jinping waved ink on the rice paper with a soft hand, and the personal maid on the side was sitting upright and caressing the yaoqin.

The rhythm of the piano is melodious, slow and urgent, but Wen Jinping, who is holding the pen, was stunned and said softly: "Wrong!" ”

The waitress stopped the sound of the piano and chuckled, "I'm just a little anxious, but let the young lady hear it, the young lady's ears are really not what mortals should have." ”

"The sound rhythm of this "Good Night Night" is elegant, quiet, and silently melancholy, and if you are in a hurry, the artistic conception will be ruined." Wenren Jinping said slowly.

"What Miss said is, I'll just play it again." The maid said with a smile, it could be seen that she was close to Wenren Jinping, and it was very natural to get along.

And just as the maid was about to play the harp again, there was a burst of laughter in the courtyard.

"What's wrong, I heard that Huanxi piano skills are excellent, but Jinping is too demanding."

A fat figure walked along the corridor towards here, and the maid hurriedly got up from the stone bench when she saw this, and Wen Ren Jinping also put down the soft hair in her hand.

"Daddy."

"Sir!"

Wen Ren Yunzhi smiled at the maid Huanxi: "I think Huanxi's piano skills are no less than those violinists outside." ”

Huanxi was a little embarrassed when she heard this: "The master is too famous, and it is all good for the young lady." ”

Wenren Jinping was dressed in a white Liuxian dress, with elegant demeanor, and said with a smile: "Huanxi piano skills are indeed excellent, but if you are wrong, you are wrong, and this "Good Night Night" was created by your friend Mr. He Ruobofu, Daddy, why didn't Daddy hear it." ”

Wen Renyun said: "Even if Bo Fu comes to play, there is no guarantee that it will be perfect every time, it's Jinping that you are too nitpicky." ”

Wenren Jinping stopped arguing with his father, and stood there laughing without saying a word.

Wen Ren Yun Ji turned his gaze to the calligraphy on the stone table at this time, and said lightly: "Xiaomeng follows the bell and floats into the clouds......

After only reading one sentence, he smiled and said: "It's Shen Rongkne's poem again." ”

Wen Renjinping's eyes also turned to the poems on the stone table, and said softly: "This poem is not famous in the works of the South Window Layman, and my father even knows it." ”

Wen Ren Yun Zhi laughed out loud: "You also underestimate your father, you should ask her if Shen Nanzhuang recognizes me Wen Ren Yun Zhi." ”

Wenren Jinping looked disgusted: "You are one of the three heroes of martial arts, everyone in the world knows your father well, but the Nanzhuang monk is not a high-ranking official and noblewoman, and he is not worse than his father." ”

Wude is the name of the first emperor, and now it is the seventh year of Yongchang.

Wen Renyun smiled and said: "You have such a preference for the South Window layman, if you let him know, you will definitely feel that you have a bosom friend in the world." ”

Wenren Jinping sighed lightly and said, "If the South Window Layman really knows my name, it would be good." ”

These words made Wen Renyun groan, and he walked in the pavilion for a long time and said: "Your marriage is imminent, and your father can hold a poetry meeting before that, and invite the monks from the south window to come to the divine capital, so that you can meet her." ”

Wenren Jinping was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on his originally graceful and quiet face: "What Daddy said is true? ”

Wen Ren Yun smiled and said: "What are you doing for your father, but Yunzhou is far away, and her well-known pure temperament of Shen Rongkne, she may not give her father this face." ”

He paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said: "Let's wait for the reply from the monk of the south window first, if she is willing to come, then hold this poetry meeting, if she is not willing, forget it, for the father is too lazy to toss with those scribes." ”

Wenren Jinping couldn't help but instruct: "When the father sends someone, don't be rude...... Why don't my daughter fix the book herself...... Forget it, it's better for Daddy to write it. ”

Although she is known as a talented girl in Luoyang, it is also the daughter of outsiders who see her from a noble family and is a well-known woman, and she is not famous when she comes out of Luoyang.

Wen Renyun comforted: "Don't worry, if you have a fate with her, you will meet each other one day." ”

“…… That's what Daddy said. Wenren Jinping quickly calmed down and said softly.

Wen Renyun thought about it for a while, looked at his daughter and said, "Your marriage is ......"

Wenren Jinping took the initiative to take over his words and said quietly: "Daddy will not harm his daughter, and the marriage arranged must be for the good of his daughter." ”

“…… If you can think so, that's for the best. ”

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An An's marriage is being prepared in an orderly manner.

The wedding dress also rushed out, and let An Yan try it on.

Xuantang's wedding dress pays attention to male red and female green, and the red dress worn by An is bright and festive, cumbersome and precious.

There is also the process of ancestor worship, An Yi heard Yu Jingtang say that Yanzhou is very chaotic, and it is not easy to go back to ask for a tablet.

But there was only one of his "father" An Guanglie, and even so, An Yan also made an extremely cumbersome bow in the direction of Yanzhou under the admonition of the ceremonial official.

In the name of the An family, Yu Jingtang followed the etiquette process in every interaction with the Wen family.

Nacai, ask for names, Najib, Najib, ask for time.

The period of welcoming is also set, and the next month, that is, the 25th of July, is suitable for marriage and sacrifice.

It's the end of June, and there is less than a month left in the wedding, which is already much faster than the normal process.

In Luoyang City, it was also rumored that the waiter of the Ministry of Rites heard that Yun Zhi and Wei Guogong, Feng Pavilion Neishi and Zuo Servant shot Yu Jingtang to marry.

But it's just a rumor, many people still think that Yu Jingtang's son Yu Huanting and Wenren Jinping are going to get married, only some people who know the real news understand that the person Wenren Jinping is going to marry is just a distant nephew of Yu Jingtang.

Yu Huanzhang came to find An Yan, took An Yan out to play, and said that he was here to congratulate him, but An Yan could feel that he had a very heavy heart.

This is a matter of annoyance, and you can guess it clearly, so you don't go to pierce it.

Xuanyi Zhenren has not been here for a while, but every night Hibiscus and Lu Kui will come for a routine.

The two girls would report to An Yan every day about the current situation of Xuanyi Zhenren, and at An Yan's request, they taught An Yan a lot of knowledge about cultivation.

An Yan learned a message from them, that is, Xuanyi Zhenren was cultivating with the things he had taken from him, but there seemed to be some side effects from doing so, and after each cultivation, his skin would turn red all over his body, as if it had been cooked.

This made An Yan instantly think of the scene when the maidservant Xiangyun was affected.

Could it be that Xuanyi is a real person who will be affected by himself again?!

An Yan had this thought in his heart, Xuanyi Zhenren was obviously a spiritual realm cultivator, isn't it, there should be a huge gap between the qi realm and the spiritual realm.

His thoughts were chaotic in his heart, and he finally came to a conclusion that he couldn't quite determine, maybe Xuanyi Zhenren would also be affected by himself, but her cultivation was profound, and she could suppress this power that confuses people's hearts!

Otherwise, Xuanyi Zhenren had tried so many times before, and he should have bowed to him long ago like Asahi and Lu Kui.

This made An Yan have a clearer understanding of his physique.

Xuanyi Zhenren wants to pick up her own Yuanyang, maybe it's not that she's waiting for a suitable time, but she may not be able to fully bear it!

The double cultivation technique she gave herself may be to let her side help her relieve some pressure when she thinks of that step.

The more An Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, if it weren't for that, Xuanyi Zhenren wouldn't need to spend so much time on himself, a furnace ding, and he would lose it when he ran out.

Time passed day by day, and An Yan never saw Yu Nian at home, and he didn't know when he asked the maid.

"The eldest lady is always uncertain, and sometimes it's normal not to go back to the house for a month." The maidservants replied.

July.

An Yan heard a news: the queen of heaven has returned to Luoyang from Chang'an!

Outside the gate of Luoyang City.

The area was originally full of refugees, but it had been driven away by the sergeants, and the ground had been specially cleaned and cleared.

Hundreds of officials are waiting here headed by Yu Jingtang and Shen Tuying, the honor guard is neat and solemn, backed by the 100-meter-high city gate tower, a solemn scene!

The Xuanjia guard rode on the cogwheel war horse and galloped on the main road, returning from time to time.

"The Queen of Heaven is twenty miles away from Luoyang!"

"Fifteen miles!"

"Ten miles!"

Yu Jingtang was wearing a purple court uniform, standing in front of the hundred officials, looking at the direction at the end of the road.

The many officials behind him were also dressed formally, gathering around and whispering.

Everyone could see a dark shadow from a distance, and the honor guard immediately ordered the music to be played, and the majestic ceremonial music instantly resounded throughout the area.

"The matter of going to Beijing, the queen of heaven has taken care of it." Wen Ren Yun came to Yu Jingtang's side at this time and said.

Hearing this, Yu Jingtang glanced at Shen Tuying on the side, and responded lightly.

Shen Tuying did not wear court clothes like the rest of the officials, but a wide robe dominated by brown, his body was stronger and fatter than Wen Renyun's appearance, a head taller than ordinary people, his hair was only casually combed to the back of his head, his beard did not look often messy, his eye sockets were deep, and his gaze was cold and fierce.

The fat of hearing the advice of people makes him look kind and friendly, but Shen Tuying's fat makes him more and more fierce and vicious.

Among the officials, he was the only one who stood out from the crowd.

This act of not wearing an official uniform alone is not in line with etiquette, but no one dares to say anything, even if he is a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, he turns a blind eye.

The dark shadow in the distance was getting closer and closer, and with good eyes, he could already see that it was a huge convoy.

"Hundreds of officials kneel to welcome!" The celebrant shouted.

As soon as the words fell, except for the honor guard who couldn't kneel, all the officials hula knelt down, but only Shen Tuying's strong and fat figure was still standing there upright.

At this time, the celebrant came to Yu Jingtang's side and reminded in a whisper: "Yu Xiangye, according to the etiquette system, you don't have to kneel so early." ”

Yu Jingtang glanced at it and said indifferently: "Can't the old man kneel?" ”

The celebrant choked suddenly, glanced at Shen Tuying who was standing there, and wanted to say something, but was pulled aside by the Wen Ren Yun on the side, signaling that he could go.

After waiting for a long time, the convoy finally arrived outside the city of Luoyang, with six brilliant golden gear steeds in front, pulling an extremely luxurious dragon chariot together.

A female official walked in front of the hundred officials and said to Yu Jingtang and Shen Tuying: "The Queen of Heaven let the Duke of Zhenguo and the Duke of Wei Guo go over." ”

Yu Jingtang got up from the ground, followed behind Shen Tu Ying, and walked towards the dragon chariot.

"Welcome the queen back to the capital!"

Shen Tu Ying finally knelt down, and the curtain on the dragon chariot was not opened, only knowing that there might be someone sitting inside.

"Alright, you two get up." A majestic female voice came from the dragon's chariot, with a calm tone and a little lazy.

"Thank you!" The two of them answered at the same time, and then got up from the ground.

"Go back to Luoyang and toss like this, let all the ministers get up too, the ground is full of stones, and you can panic when you kneel."

The female official on the side immediately went to convey the holy will and made the hundred officials even.

"Yu Jingtang, I heard that you have a nephew who is going to get married?"

"The queen of heaven is the daughter of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites."

"You'll be picky." The man in the dragon chariot let out a chuckle.

"Have the two countries arranged the tribute?"

Yu Jingtang bowed down and responded: "Everything is ready, the envoys from the outside world have also entered the customs, and now the Lingzhou, which is closest to the Three Realms Pass, is listening to the announcement." ”

Long Yuan replied calmly again: "Well, let's go back." ”

The female officer outside Luan's car immediately signaled for the chariot to set off, and the six mechanical steeds pulled the dragon chariot towards the city of Luoyang.

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An Yan is not interested in the return of the Queen of Heaven to the Shendu, and this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

Now that the entire city is under martial law, it is not easy to go out, so An is tired of cultivating at home honestly.

He faintly heard the sound of salute music coming from outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it was estimated that the car of the Queen of Heaven had already entered the city.

Bang!

A thunderous sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, waking up An Wei, who had been concentrating on cultivation.

Looking out the window, I found that the weather outside, which had been sunny and blank, had suddenly become cloudy.

The wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves in the yard began to shake violently, as if it was going to rain, and it was not a small rain.

But this abnormal celestial phenomenon made An Yan feel a little wrong in his heart.

The black clouds in the sky were getting thicker and lower, and the wind was so strong that they blew open the tightly closed windows.

Bang!

There was another thunder that resounded through the sky, and An was tired of seeing a thunderbolt the thickness of a bowl falling from the black clouds, which made the originally dim heaven and earth instantly shake up!

This is...... Someone is going to cross the catastrophe?

An Yan was a little surprised in his heart, and he didn't know if the monks in this world needed to cross the tribulation.

But looking at this scene, it seems that there is more to it than just rain.

The electric light in the thunderclouds continued to emerge, which made the atmosphere between heaven and earth extremely depressed, and Xiangyun, Zhenniang and Zhang Quan all came to the courtyard at this moment, and looked up in the same direction at the same time.

Suddenly, An Yi heard a dragon's groan!

This voice is loud and extremely clear, and I guess the whole Luoyang may have heard it!

What happened?

An was puzzled, he saw that the black clouds above the sky began to appear in the golden light, like a pitch-black thing cracking on the surface, the golden light became more and more abundant, more and more dazzling!

Another dragon groan!

An Yan saw it clearly, and a huge figure in the distance rushed towards the sky, directly defeating all the black clouds.

The clouds open and the sky is bright.

Thousands of golden rays of light were sprinkled, and countless auspicious clouds shrouded them, making the gods a veritable fairyland!

An Yan was speechless, he saw clearly what that figure was, and it was hovering over the entire Luoyang at this moment!

It's the brass dragon!