After all, he was a little lost, and when Mu Sanqian returned to the inn, he suddenly thought of Old Man Ning's sword that had rusted off and remained in Shudi, so he deliberately asked. After confirming once again that Old Man Ning's sword was Tsing Yi Futu, Mu Sanqian also told Old Man Ning that the Tsing Yi Futu was cast by the old man Tang Lu of the Tang family.

Unable to wait to see how Old Man Ning reacted, Mu Sanqian went back to his room to rest.

In the past two days, I have been really tired.

The next day, after the wind and snow dissipated, the sky was clear, Xiangyang City was covered with a thick layer of snow, and occasionally saw the exposed black roof, and the birds and birds occasionally fell on the branches of the trees, and the stars were extremely beautiful in black and white.

Early in the morning, people can be heard playing on the street outside the window, some children are excited to play when they see the first snow, and more people are cleaning in front of their homes, except for a few words of conversation from time to time, only the sound of snow removal is left.

The morning after the snow is always so peaceful.

Mu Sanqian handed over the matter of preparing congratulatory gifts for the marriage of the two Shi Zuo families to Mu Guiyun.

"Lord Xiaomu, aren't you embarrassed?"

Seeing that Mu Sanqian asked him to prepare a congratulatory gift, Mu Guiyun immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"We are a poor errand, and the salary for a year is only three melons and two dates, and the two families in Shizuo are big families in Xiangyang City, and this congratulatory gift is too shabby, but the face of Lord Xiaomu is not. ”

Let Mu Guiyun fight, he has no words, let him take out the silver, it will be more uncomfortable than killing him. This gentleman's temperament does not conform to ordinary people's impression of the army at all.

"Look at how you are so stingy as a seven-foot man, since you want to send it, you must not be able to deal with it casually, as for what to send-"

Mu Sanqian also knew that the silver they brought with them this trip was not much, and the usual expenses were enough, and it would be overstretched to buy some eye-catching congratulatory gifts.

"Hey, by the way, General Mu, I seem to remember that when we were in Xishu, the little emperor of the Eastern Royal Dynasty didn't take you to drink, you said, as a landlord, he didn't give you any greeting gifts?"

"This, this—"

Mu Guiyun looked down on Mu Sanqian at first, and felt that letting himself be a dignified general to escort a hairy boy was simply overkill, and it was a knife used to kill chickens.

But later, in Shudi, I saw with my own eyes that it was Mu Sanqian who was like a Shura killing god, rushing to the Sword Sect and killing countless people, and fighting Lingjiao in Taihu Lake to break the mystery.

Is he really a seventeen-year-old boy?

Now Mu Guiyun really doesn't dare to think so.

"Donghuang Jiulin is not a stingy lord, how about General Mu, you will selflessly dedicate yourself?"

The brighter Mu Sanqian's smile became, the more insidious Mu Guiyun felt. In an important position in the army, you can't accept it at will, let alone something given by the prince of another country.

If no one makes a noise, this matter will pass, who would have thought that coming to Xiangyang would be able to catch up with a wedding banquet.

"Hey! It's all up to Lord Kogi. ”

Mu Guiyun bit his back molars and felt pain before he let go and agreed, it was a pair of Hetian jade wrenches with excellent texture.

"Master Mu, don't be sad, this Xishu and Qiyuan are two countries after all, and it's nothing for the two countries to be friendly now, but what if one day-huh?"

Mu Sanqian used to hold Mu Guiyun's shoulder, still following the temptation.

"I've solved a problem for adults. It's a big deal, how about I give another big gift to adults in the future?"

The words have all been said about this, and Mu Guiyun can't be allowed not to agree. It's just that no matter how powerful Mu Sanqian Xiuwei is, he is still a small herald, and he is inferior to himself in terms of Yulu, what big gift can he give?

Mu Guiyun cried with a sad face, and secretly scarred his belly.

Zuo Qiu Ming and Shi Xiaomei's marriage came as scheduled, and the two mansions were lit up at the same time, which dispelled some of the cold air that came into winter.

Mu Sanqian has lived in Wudang Mountain for so many years, and he is used to being clean and does not like to be noisy, so he has been in the Zuo family's mansion, and the Zuo family does not dare to slack off, so he specially asked Zuo Qiuming's eldest brother Zuo Wen to accompany him.

The two chatted about gossip, nothing more than politeness and mutual praise, but Zuo Wen really thought that it was the herald who made the adults look at the Zuo family with blue eyes, and they felt like digging out their hearts and lungs under the excitement.

Funerals and marriages, regardless of the north and south, there are so many rules and ceremonies that are so complicated that they are torturous, which even the royal family is not exempt from, not to mention the two Shizuo families who have the heart to publicize it.

Before dawn, Zuoqiu Ming packed up, finished eating somen noodles with a group of close friends, and rode a tall horse to pick up people in Shifu. When I arrived at Shifu, I had to go through the gatehouse, pass the boudoir, salute and change my words, and it took a lot of tossing to pick up Shi Xiaomei, who covered her face with red veil, to the sedan chair.

Coming and going different ways, the band was beating and beating in front, and the eight sedan chairs swayed around Xiangyang City for a long time, and finally arrived at the door of the left house.

And by this time, it was already almost noon, which happened to be an auspicious day.

Zuo Jiazhi gave gifts to the bride sitting in the sedan chair twice in advance, and waited for the bride to accept it, so that Zuo Qiu Ming went to press the sedan chair.

took out the bride and crossed the carbon basin, and everyone gathered to the main hall, where the patriarch of the Zuo family and the patriarch's wife were already seated, just waiting for the son and daughter-in-law to serve tea.

The invited guests sat on both sides, and the seating was exquisite. On the left are the local officials of Xiangyang, and on the right are the four families on the left of Tangshi Valley.

Mu Sanqian was not in the order of Xiangyang officialdom, and was arranged to sit next to the second master of the Tang family.

The deacon of the Zuo family read the congratulatory message loudly on the side, and Mu Sanqian inspected up and down, but did not find Tang Qing's figure.

"Second master, why didn't you see Mr. Tang Qing coming?"

Since Shi Xiaomei is Tang Qing's biological daughter, then Shi Xiaomei's wedding Tang Qing will not miss it no matter what she says.

"Oh, my fourth brother went out of the city in a hurry, so he didn't come. ”

The second old man and Mu Sanqian, an old man and a young man got together, and the appearance of the two talking to each other fell into the eyes of others, which became another interpretation.

"In a hurry?"

Mu Sanqian was extremely puzzled, the conversation with Mr. Tang Qing a few days ago was still vivid, he didn't look like a person who would miss his daughter's wedding.

"The two families of Zuo Shi choose an auspicious day, every beautiful day, the guests are full, the good relationship of eternity, the good of Qin and Jin, and the heart of the heart to congratulate——"

"I'm against it!"

The deacon of the Zuo family announced the congratulatory message, for this congratulatory message, Deacon Zuo did not spend a little, and even memorized a rolling melon before the wedding celebration to be complete, but who knew that when he raised his head and read it aloud, a voice suddenly interrupted it, and the "opposition" seemed to carry the momentum and majesty of a king, so frightened that Deacon Zuo was stunned on the spot.

As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to break a marriage, who is this so bold?

That "opposition" sounded, and the second old man, who was sitting next to Mu Sanqian, changed his face greatly, and his two eyebrows were directly twisted into a ball.

"The fourth brother is still here. ”

The second master sighed in his heart.

Everyone got out of the way, and in the courtyard outside the main hall, a man with disheveled clothes and hair appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Mr. Tangqing?"

The qi machine Mu Sanqian in that shock is very familiar, but why is Mr. Tang Qing, who is only half a step away from knowing his fate, so embarrassed?