On the corner of the gold-inlaid Rui pattern tile eaves, a small bird with a bright color rests.

The bird's beak is short, its body is plump, and there is a small white feather on its full chest that is slightly bulging, which is matched with its rather elegant posture, which shows a sense of self-pride.

It blinked its dark eyes, and its layered brown wings fluttered a few times, raising the yellow sand and gravel on the eaves—perhaps because of the small wings of the birds, or because the family would often clean the eaves, but it only raised less than a teaspoon of flying sand.

The flying sand flew down, fell three or five feet, and landed on the disc ring covered with a big red velvet carpet.

In front of the ring, there are people buzzing, there are red flowers, and the liveliness is not much inferior to the morning market in the city.

The bird did not like to be lively, it shook its brown feathers, flapped its wings, fell from the eaves, and flew into the open window.

A few rays of the morning sun shone from the clouds.

In the flower window, there are antique end chairs and silver mirrors.

I saw that on the chair and in front of the silver mirror, there was a graceful woman, with red makeup and a phoenix crown.

The red veil covered her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, only a faint smile could be discerned.

The bird fluttered its slightly fat wings and landed on her shoulder, bouncing lightly twice.

She raised her snow-white left hand and scratched the bird's head with a smile.

'Do-'

Suddenly, the door of the house opened lightly.

Looking sideways, a man in a fine robe pushed the door open and walked into the house.

The man's facial features were ordinary, his appearance was old, but he had no white sideburns and wrinkles, and he looked about the age between not being confused and knowing the destiny of heaven, but his slightly arched back and the brown robe he wore on his body made him look five or six years older.

Seeing the man enter the house, the woman under the red hijab immediately showed a smile of joy and called out "Dad" sweetly.

The man smiled, and there was just a little joy in his flat expression, but he was quickly squeezed down by the quietly frowning eyebrows.

"Girl. Although the man's voice was a little deep, it was not so hoarse that it could be called vicissitudes. I saw him looking at the woman in the mirror, frowning, his hands unnaturally behind his back, kneading tightly, and hesitantly speaking: "Can you ...... Really made a decision? This competition to recruit relatives, my father still thinks ......."

"Dad, I've really decided. Although I can't see the woman's expression clearly because of the red hijab that covers her face, if you just listen to her tone, it is different from the man in front of her, and it is a comfortable tone, "I'm eighteen years old this year, and I haven't been able to talk about a family affair yet-if it's put on other girls, maybe there will be babies at this age." ”

As soon as the man heard this, he immediately waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Hey, girl, you are not the daughter of another family, you are the daughter of our Qin family." What is our Qin family? Our Qin family is the number one in this Zhenhuang City! Although it is not as famous as the Zhou family, nor is it as rich as the Lin family, but it is not so bad that it can't afford to raise you girl...... As long as you don't shout to eat a Lingshan matsutake every day in the future, Dad is confident that there will be no problem in raising you to the old pearl yellow. ”

The woman covered her mouth and giggled twice, then pretended to be angry and said angrily: "Dad!

The man blinked, and immediately raised his hand and patted his mouth: "Bah, it's Dad who said it wrong." The girl will not be old, even if the girl is old, she is also a half-old. ”

"Daddy!"

The girl was coquettish, in exchange for a few faint laughs from the man.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the man in the bronze mirror, and saw that his eyebrows had finally stretched slightly.

The bird on its shoulder chirped softly and jumped twice.

"Girl. The man sighed lightly, wiped his face with his palm, and said softly: "Even if you want to get married, I can also tell you a family business, why do you want to use such an unreliable way as 'recruiting relatives by competition'? If you want to marry a strange man with good skills, then I can also let your brother, Lu'er, go and find a wishful husband for you." Although this competition to recruit relatives is a custom in our Western Regions since ancient times, it is hard to guarantee that it will attract any strange people...... Handed over the girl to them, Dad is really a little worried. ”

"Dad, don't worry. ”

"No, Dad is not at ease. ”

The girl turned to the side slightly, looked at the man with a sad face next to the door through the red hijab, and suddenly laughed: "Dad, you are so worried, but isn't the ring downstairs already set?"

"That's not because Dad can't beat you. The man sighed, shook his head and said, "I said that I want to set up this ring during the Double Ninth Festival of the lunar calendar, and my father won't let you put it, so you won't eat or drink, what can my father do? ”

The girl laughed twice and said, "Daddy loves me the most." ”

The man lowered his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Do you know that your father loves you, and you still make such a fuss?"

"It's not a fuss. The girl shook her head briskly and whispered, "Dad, have you forgotten what your husband said to me when he left?"

As soon as these words came out, the man's movements stopped for half a moment.

I saw it slowly walk to the open window.

Looking downstairs, in the courtyard, in front of the disc, there are crowds of people.

"'Chongyang Day, martial arts, meet the true son of heaven'. ”

The man whispered it several times, and finally sighed.

"I hope that Mr. Su, who is familiar with the past and the present, has no nonsense. ”

The bride smiled.

"How could it be. ”

I saw the bird on his shoulder cry softly, fluttered its plump wings, and flew away into the blue sky outside the window.

......

'That's a lot of people!'

This is about the first sentence in Wang Manxiu's mind that could not be calmed down for a long time when he came to the ring of the competition to recruit relatives according to Mr. Xu's instructions.

I saw that under the plaque with the word 'Qin Mansion', there were many martial artists with swords and knives side by side, surrounded by the ring, forming an inner circle; and outside, there were many passers-by who came to join in the fun, and a group of sturdy young men surrounded this circle of martial artists and Xuanshi, forming a middle circle; finally, those 'distinguished guests' who squeezed into the crowd and the girls' who couldn't squeeze in were all surrounded in the outer circle- Although the vision is a little worse, you can move a bench, take some broken mouths, and cook a small cup of tea, which is more comfortable.

There are three circles outside here, which is a bit of the flavor of the [Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Array], but if it is only in terms of the number of people, it will probably be renamed the [Three Hundred and Sixty Heavenly Gang Array].

Then, after the initial amazement at the sea of people, Bai Yi glanced at these martial artists in a little detail, and couldn't help but add another sigh.

'There are so many strange people!'

Let's not talk about whether these martial artists are from all over the world, whether they look rough and inhuman, and whether they shout with different accents in different places, let's just say that their face-covering costumes to prevent flying sand in the city, combined with the big red flower on their chests that are about to prove that they are participating in the ring, there is an indescribable weirdness - about like an assassin who assassinates at night, but he doesn't want night clothes or swords, but he wants to wear bright red, pretending to be a ghost to scare the target to death.

Then, after looking at these Xuanshi martial artists, Wang Manxiu raised his head and looked at the ring, and immediately another sigh arose.

'That's a lot of money!'

On the disc-shaped ring, there is a big gong, two tiger skin drums, four gilt copper row bells, a number of people who beat drums and bells, and 24 people who dance guns and sticks. The gongs and drums were noisy, the dragons were dancing, there was joy in the ring, and after the ring, there was a magnificent mansion - as if to say to these warriors, if you win today's competition, you will be able to enter the mansion tomorrow, and be the head of the house.

Although Wang Manxiu, who was born in Yonghua Kingdom and lived in Pingshui County, has already seen a lot of luxurious and noble pomp - but if it is like this now, although it is not very elegant, but at least it has worked the heroic atmosphere, there are still not many pomp and circumstance.

Bai Yi held his head high and sighed a lot, as if he wanted to blurt out a thousand words in an instant, and spit it out quickly, but suddenly he saw the white dress next to him who was quietly looking at him, and quickly bit the root of his tongue and thought for a while.

"What a martial arts competition. ”

Only a tepid sentence floated faintly between his lips and teeth.