Not only did Wen Jing of the Wen family succeed in his studies in the Chori Sect, he went down the mountain to visit his relatives, but he also brought his fiancée the news that he planned to choose a date to get married in the Zhongding Mansion, almost on the first day Wen Jing returned home It spread throughout Zhongding Prefecture within two days.

The people in Zhongding Mansion were all cheering, running to tell each other, and the sound of gongs and drums, it seemed that the whole Zhongding Mansion was boiling because of this.

Sitting in the best restaurant and the highest private room in Zhongding Prefecture, Mo Yandong couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw this scene, and said, "I never thought that Fellow Daoist Wen was so supported in his hometown!"

Chen Zichuan, who was sitting on the other side of the round table, looked downstairs following Mo Yandong's eyes, showed a clear look, and said with a smile: "That's not the case. The Zhongding Mansion will be so lively, I think it's because of the news of friends from the secular world. Identity."

"I heard about the secular status of Fellow Daoist?" Mo Yandong asked curiously.

Xu Xinxiu played with the jade talisman in her hand boredly, wondering why Ye Lingshu was so crazy when he forced the jade talisman into her, while listening to the two chatting, after hearing Mo Yandong's words, she couldn't help but say: "Only you, a drunkard, don't know-poetry and book heirs, two dynasties elders, three generations of ministers, peaches and plums all over the world, books handed down to the world...how can those people be unhappy when the young son of such a prominent family is getting married? ?”

Mo Yandong still didn't understand, and wondered: "No matter how prominent Wen Daoyou's family is, it's Wen's business, so what does it have to do with them?"

"Tsk!" Xu Xinxiu changed the phrase, "Let's put it this way, if one day the son of your master Shenwu Peak—"

Mo Yandong said innocently: "The suzerain has no son."

"It's all said if! Listen to me!" Xu Xinxiu said impatiently, "If one day, the son of your suzerain Shenwufeng gets married, then your suzerain will be happy and say that the books in Zangshu Pavilion are up to you to read. You can take the stones as you please, and you will have a big feast for guests within three days, eat and drink whatever you want, and turn a blind eye to things that you are not allowed to do at ordinary times-in this way, are you happy? "

Mo Yandong: "...Oh! I understand!"

Now, Mo Yandong has finally understood the key point: If Mo Yandong, one of the true disciples of Shenwu Peak, is compared to one of the students of Yu Kingdom, then after replacing him, the status of Wen Jing's grandfather is equivalent to that of Shenwu. Feng's Supreme Elder!In this way, it is conceivable that Wen Jing holds a prominent position in Yu Country.

Thinking of this, Mo Yandong actually had a little respect for the Wen family in his heart: No matter if it is a monk or an ordinary person, as long as they reach the peak that they can reach in their lives and stand still, they are all worthy of admiration.

And since Wen Jing's family background is prominent and his status is extraordinary, no matter whether he intends to show off or not, his every move in Yu Kingdom is destined to have a profound impact on many people, especially for such a big event as getting married. .Just like the simple example Xu Xinxiu said, if the son of the lord of Shenwu Peak wants to get married, even if this matter has nothing to do with the disciples of Shenwu Peak, the disciples of Shenwu Peak will also benefit from it.

It's like when Wen Jing wants to get married, he needs to buy new clothes, prepare running water, entertain guests, decorate a new house, etc. No matter which item is expensive, merchants, craftsmen and farmers will definitely benefit from it.

It is precisely because of these tangible benefits that the people in the Zhongding Mansion are so elated.

Mo Yandong thought so, but Chen Zichuan thought more.

"I heard...the largest silver building in Henan Province, Lan Zhen Pavilion, did not take over the job of buying Wen family's gold wares." Chen Zichuan muttered to himself, thinking a lot.

Lanzhen Pavilion is a silver building dedicated to dignitaries in Henan. It has been imperial merchants for generations, and all the items in it are unique, and it is exclusively for the royal family and dignitaries.However, this time, they used the reason that the caravan was far away in Feihe City and hadn't turned around for the good job of buying gold wares for Wen's family's wedding. That's why this job was divided among the other silver houses in Zhongding Mansion. The craftsmen in the entire Zhongdingfu turned around.

Chen Zichuan didn't care about such things at first, but some two key words in this news made Chen Zichuan subconsciously take this matter to heart, and those two key words were "Lanzhen Pavilion" And "Flying Valley City"!

Chen Zichuan remembered that the few of them met Wen Jing and Miss Xiaoran just outside Feihe City, and that Miss Qin Feiqin arrived in Feihe City with the caravan from Lanzhen Pavilion...but that What about the caravan?

After arriving at Feihe City, Chen Zichuan walked around Feihe City a few times, but he didn't notice any powerful caravan... Chen Zichuan heard that the caravan bought something for King Huaijian before he went to Feihe City. Then why did the caravan disappear after arriving at Feihe City?

Chen Zichuan had a strange intuition and a bad premonition, but just at this time, he saw a familiar figure flashing past the corner of the street.

That is--

Chen Zichuan's expression sank, his heart skipped a beat, he didn't have time to say a few more words, he just hurriedly confessed to Xu Xinxiu and Mo Yandong, and went downstairs to catch up.

"Who did Fellow Daoist Chen meet?"

Mo Yandong was puzzled, and after a few more glances, Xu Xinxiu didn't take it seriously, but wondered whether Ye Lingshu had a hole in his brain or simply lost his mind, so Mo Yandong muttered in a low voice, bored: " Speaking of which, I heard that you are getting married in three days... I don't know what is going on with you..."

How is it now?

For Lu Xiuze to say it, there are only two words: not good.

If I had to add an attribute, it would be "very bad"!

With a sullen face, Lu Xiuze looked at another set of gold jewelry presented in front of him, and waved his hand, indicating that he could pass the test, and another set of gold jewelry was presented in front of him.

Lu Xiuze: "..."

This was indeed a situation that Lu Xiuze had never imagined.

Except for the people of the Wen family who were too excited when they first saw Wen Jing and put him aside, they almost recovered immediately after they came to their senses—especially after learning that he was Wen Jing's Taoist couple. —— She cared for him so much, asked him how he was, and when she saw that he seemed to have an eye disease, she was even more considerate, so enthusiastic that Lu Xiuze couldn't help it, so he had to explain that his vision was not actually affected by his eyes.

Lu Xiuze thought that after explaining, he would be relieved, but sadly, this was the beginning of another nightmare.

——Who can tell him that it's just getting married, why there are so many things to do?

Forget about the style of the wedding dress, this thing has its own style, as long as the tailor comes to tailor the clothes for him, but the layout of the new house requires him to pay attention to everything, from the small patterns to the large tables and chairs. Everything I had was handed over to him, lest he feel the slightest bit unhappy.

In fact, it is not that Lu Xiuze has never experienced this kind of hospitality. However, this kind of hospitality is not out of flattery, waiting to ask for rewards in the future, but just the enthusiasm and concern from the heart, but it makes Lu Xiuze feel very strange, at a loss, and bears it. If he didn't come, he almost wanted to run away, so he regretted even more why he told Wen Jia that he could actually see it.

Yes, just as Lu Xiuze once thought, Wen Jing's parents are indeed very good people, otherwise they would not be able to teach Wen Jing such a lovely temperament, but for Lu Xiuze, he is rarely like this. With the experience of getting along with people, it is difficult to resist such enthusiasm and concern, and even more troubled by those trivial matters, I almost regret coming to the door as a woman.

If he came here as Lu Xiuze... No, he can't do this.

Lu Xiuze was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously put his hands on his hollow eye sockets.

No... he... must not do that!

"What can't be done?"

Lu Xiuze's overly revealing thoughts set off too much reverberation in his sea of ​​thoughts, making the system hear clearly.The system that captured Lu Xiuze's thoughts so clearly for the first time felt a little excited, and couldn't wait to say: "Host, what can't you do? What are you going to do? Kill and set fire? Kill, burn and loot? Hey, there's nothing you can't do, come on come on!"

Lu Xiuze remained silent, and just when the system became more and more excited, thinking that the host was about to open up to it, and thus embarked on the cool road of killing a person in ten steps and never leaving a thousand miles behind, Lu Xiuze said flatly, "Shut up."

system:? ? ?

After thinking about feelings for so long, you have come to such a conclusion!

System: Spicy chicken host! !

The system sank into the deepest part of his thoughts angrily, and didn't want to talk to Lu Xiuze, the hot host, but Lu Xiuze fell silent again for some reason.

He sat by the window, silent, and the light and shadow cast unidentified shadows on his face, making people look at him from afar, only to feel that his face was as bright as the light, and as dark as the darkness on one side, as if the whole person was going to be in the dark. Melting in this kind of light and shadow, instead of rising as light, it will turn into ashes and fall.

The mortals around were all captured by this appearance, speechless, and at the same time apprehensive, intuiting that something bad was happening, but they couldn't move their bodies, they could only watch all this helplessly .

Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and Lu Xiuze, who was sitting quietly by the window, changed little by little in such an infinitely long time, until the strong wind suddenly blew, violently shaking the shadow of the tree, driving the last ray of light away from Lu Xiuze's body Then, Lu Xiuze suddenly got up.

The atmosphere seemed to be tense to the extreme at this moment, as if the next moment, it would collapse like a mountain, causing a terrifying collapse.But at this moment, a brisk voice sounded.

"Axiu!"

Time seemed to start flowing again, and the stagnant and oppressive atmosphere that was almost suffocating relaxed.When the boulder hanging in their hearts was removed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but after this breath of relief, they became inexplicably puzzled: What were they afraid of just now?

Lu Xiuze turned around and faced the person, with a dazed expression, as if he didn't recognize the person for a moment, and said in a slow tone: "Wen Jing?"

The smile on Wen Jing's face faltered, sensing something was wrong, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lu Xiuze's hand, only to realize that Lu Xiuze's whole body was as cold as a piece of ice!

This is obviously abnormal, and it shouldn't be, because whether it's Lu Xiuze's cultivation method or Lu Xiuze's talent, they are all fire - if the fire is cold, what will be the end?

Wen Jing's face turned pale instantly, but before his anxious voice came out, Lu Xiuze smiled back and held Wen Jing's hand, saying, "Ah Jing, why are you here?"

Lu Xiuze's calm voice concealed joy, his hands were as warm as before, and the smile on his face was not wrong at all... The weird moment just now, and the cold question, seemed to be the illusion of Wenjing.

--illusion?

Is it really an illusion?

Wen Jing was in a daze for a moment, and then he heard Lu Xiuze continue: "I heard from my aunt that you have been taught by your uncle these few days, why don't you have time to come and see me today?" Wen Jing and his father haven't seen each other for many years. Naturally, Aizi was eager, wishing to teach him how to behave in Wen Jing's ear, nagging Wen Jing to the point of suffering, and secretly complained to Lu Xiuze more than once.

Lu Xiuze's expression was too normal, and his words were too normal, which made Wen Jing confused, and he replied in a daze, "I... I see you've been bored at home these days, I'm afraid you won't be happy , so I sneak out to meet you."

Lu Xiuze chuckled: "Aren't you afraid that uncle will be unhappy?"

Wen Jing had a frown for a moment, but soon became righteous again, and said: "If you are not happy, hit me, anyway, it won't hurt!"

Lu Xiuze couldn't help laughing out at Wen Jing's rascal appearance, and walked closer to Wen Jing, hugging him.

Wen Jing became nervous and embarrassed again, and whispered: "Wait...wait, Axiu, they are looking at us..."

Lu Xiuze ignored the weak protest, and just smiled lightly, "Ah Jing."

"Ok?"

"Nice to have you."

Lu Xiuze always likes to touch Wen Jing, because he likes the affection that pours into his heart when he touches A Jing, he likes the temperature of a small sun on A Jing... he likes the feeling of being warmed by A Jing, he likes being turned into a man's self.

——Only at this time, Lu Xiuze likes himself.

and so……

"I like Ah Jing."

The person I like the most is Ah Jing.

Wen Jing's heart beat faster, while he cast aside his own lack of principle, he joyfully hugged Lu Xiuze back, and said, "I like senior brother too."

Lu Xiuze hugged Wen Jing tightly in satisfaction, and chuckled lightly, so he didn't notice that the golden flame in Wen Jing's eyes, which was similar to his, was quietly ignited again at this moment.

That night, some people had a good rest, while others tossed and turned.

As for Wen Jing, he had a long dream—a dream he had seen when he was six years old.

In the dream, he once again read a person's life and experienced the love, pain and regret of a person's life.At the end of the memory, he heard a vague voice saying, "What are you still hesitating about? What do you want?"

"..."

"You know it's impossible."

"..."

"...If so, do you know what price you will pay?"

"..."

"It doesn't matter...Since you have made up your mind, then go."

The picture changed suddenly, and Wen Jing saw his six-year-old self standing in the darkness ignorantly, looking curiously at a man in Tsing Yi with a blurred face.

"Who are you?" Six-year-old Wen Jing asked, "You look so sad."

Tsing Yi said humanely: "I...is your regret."

Six-year-old Wen Jing said: "What is regret?"

Tsing Yi said humanely: "Regrets are things that can never be undone, and people you will never see again."

"It sounds so uncomfortable." Six-year-old Wen Jing muttered.

"Yes." Tsing Yi said humanely, "So...if you don't want to be so sad, you have to work harder."

"How hard?"

"...don't let go."

The first ray of morning light from the sky shone on Wen Jing's body, the voice and words dispersed like mist, and Wen Jing woke up suddenly.

Its daybreak.

Wen Jing dazedly and strangely wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the bright red sun in the sky, and smiled.

Today will be a good weather!

As if aware of Wen Jing's getting up, the servant knocked on the door outside the room and said, "Master, the master said, you sneaked away yesterday, master, so you have to go there early this morning!"

Wen Jing: "..."

Wen Jing: Father, dear father!Let me go please! !

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