In the Battle of the Longxi Plain, the army of Yan attacked inside and outside, completely annihilating the main army of Zhao State, and became famous in the land of the Warring States in World War I.

On the day of the return of the class teacher, Yang Chengwu led the remaining ironclad army of less than 100 people to walk in front of all the armies, and the blood-stained armor on their bodies never took off for a moment, and there was nothing more than this armor to give them supreme glory.

Outside the city of Yan and Jin, the young new Yan King led hundreds of officials from the Yan Kingdom to greet each other.

Next to the new Yan King stood an old dragon clock, an old man dressed in gorgeous clothes, it was Zhao Qi, the Duke of Yan Jin who looked down on him all his life, and she came with her little daughter Zhao Feiyan, who was like a pearl in her palm.

Yang Chengwu rode his horse until he was more than ten steps away from the crowd before stopping.

The new Yan King stepped forward quickly, supporting Yang Chengwu who was about to kneel, when he put his hand on Yang Chengwu's empty right arm, he suddenly burst into tears, and turned around and glared at Yan Jin Gong Zhao Qi angrily: "The father and son of the Yang family, the father cut off his left arm for my Yan Guo, and the existing son cut off his right arm for my Yan Guo, so humerus, how can you not be worthy of your daughter!"

Yan Jingong, who was already so old, was actually silent under the accusation of the new king, and lowered his head deeply, even Zhao Feiyan, who had always been arrogant and domineering, was hiding behind his old father at this moment and did not dare to come forward.

Today's Yang Chengwu is no longer the Yang Chengwu of the past, where does he care about these irrelevant and nervous people. He lifted his eyes and shoulders to look for the person he had been thinking about in the crowd.

"Yang Chengwu, how do you want the Lone King to reward you, as long as you can say it, the Lone King will definitely satisfy you. You can't expect any reward for your contribution to the Yan Kingdom. King Xinyan said with sincerity on his face.

At this time, a figure in the crowd firmly attracted Yang Chengwu's attention.

A woman in a plain dress and a white dress, with a bamboo flute pinned to her waist and a medicine basket behind her back, was standing not far away and smiling at him, her smile was quiet and beautiful. It was this face, on the iron-blooded battlefield, that gave him the courage to stand up and fight again and again.

The corners of Yang Chengwu's mouth raised slightly, and he knelt down on one knee in front of King Xinyan: "Your Majesty, Yang Chengwu has fulfilled my father's new wishes, and I am now disabled with a broken arm, so I would like to ask your lord to allow Yang Chengwu to withdraw from the army and leave the Iron Clothes Army." ”

Hearing this, the iron-clad soldiers behind Yang Chengwu shouted one after another.

But Yang Chengwu was resolute: "Your Majesty, Yang Chengwu has lived up to his loyalty and filial piety in this life, but he has only lost one person, she has been waiting for me for almost 20 years, and I don't want her to wait even a moment longer." ”

After saying this, Yang Chengwu bowed deeply to King Yan, then got up and walked directly towards Furong.

Twenty years of being outside, Yang Chengwu is no longer the ignorant teenager he was back then, but Furong seems to be a resident of youth, but she is not as young and immature as she was back then.

"I'm back. There are no superfluous words, just these simple and simple four words.

Fleur burst into tears, and suddenly got into Yang Chengwu's arms, and Yang Chengwu hugged her with his left arm: "In the future, I can only use this arm to hold you." ”

Fleur shook her head vigorously: "As long as you can come back alive, nothing else matters. ”

Half a month later, in Yan Jincheng, in the old house of the Yang family, the lights were colorful, and a wedding was about to take place.

Although Yang Chengwu and Furong didn't deliberately make a statement, almost everyone knew that the couple was about to tie the knot.

Neither of them had any relatives alive, but on the wedding day, the people of half of the city came to congratulate them, either these people were either patients who had been treated by Furong for many years and relieved of the torture of the sick, or some of Yang Chengwu's Paoze brothers, who had a good relationship in the army in the old days. Even King Yan sent people to send congratulatory gifts, and the magnates all over the city came to congratulate him.

Yang Chengwu has not seen such a scene, after his father returned to the city, when Yan Mugong gave Yang Mansion, it was also a grand scene, so Yang Chengwu did not have any special feelings about this, and now he can only accommodate one person in his eyes.

The big red sedan chair had already arrived in front of the house, and Yang Chengwu had to come out early, where would he care about the people around him laughing at him for his anxious appearance.

According to the matchmaker's command, Yang Chengwu kicked the sedan chair, lifted the red curtain, and carried the bride out of the sedan chair. Although he broke his right arm, he walked steadily with the bride on his back.

Before entering, you also need to step over a big red brazier, which means that the life of the couple will be prosperous in the future, and the evil will not invade.

"The bride is here, quickly sprinkle the newlyweds with lotus seeds, and wish them an early birth to a noble son. With the matchmaker's shout, peanuts and lotus seeds like rain fell from the sky, smashing on Yang Chengwu and Furong's bodies, startling Furong to exclaim.

Then another group of children came up, and these children chased after the bride, stretched out their palms and slapped them hard on the bride's buttocks, while shouting: "Born early, born early." ”

Furong was in pain and exclaimed constantly, these are the customs of Yan Kingdom to marry. Yang Chengwu was distressed, shouting while dispersing the children: "Don't fight......!

Furong gently patted Yang Chengwu's shoulder, and said very shyly: "Marriage is like this, it's not in the way, just hit it twice." ”

Yang Chengwu snorted and continued: "Hit lightly, don't break my daughter-in-law." ”

"I'm not ashamed, I haven't worshiped heaven and earth yet, but my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law have to scream. Among the people who watched the excitement, some of the girls who did not come out of the cabinet laughed one after another.

Yang Chengwu didn't care about this, and immediately got wind under his feet, and quickly rushed into the auditorium. With his speed, those kids can't catch up with him.

In front of the auditorium is the spirit card of Yang Chengwu's parents, which can be regarded as a high hall.

With a sound of worship of heaven and earth, the deacon officially began to worship heaven and earth.

Yang Chengwu took Furong's hand, turned to the door, and bowed.

After worshipping the high hall for the second time, the two turned around and bowed deeply to the spiritual seat of Yang Chengwu's parents.

The husband and wife bowed to each other, turned around again, and the two faced each other, and bowed again.

At this moment, I didn't know which guy behind Yang Chengwu was bad, so I kicked him hard on the buttocks, and then the relatives came to meet each other.

"Licheng! Send it to the cave room," everyone laughed, and the deacon announced Licheng.

Fleur shrank in Yang Chengwu's arms like a frightened deer, and left the auditorium surrounded by the big guys, and the group went to the cave room again.

When the crowd dispersed, two figures in the courtyard of the Yang family house slowly appeared, and the dream world they perceived was about to collapse, or Yang Chengwu's life in reality was about to end.

"Is this a complete thing for them?" Meng Juntong asked.

Liu Baicong snorted: "It should be counted." ”