On the wedding day, guests come and go.

Because Yang Zhen usually lives in Ling Han's place, just like the master and servant of ordinary people.

Therefore, his mansion was hastily built a few days ago.

From the appearance point of view, it is very low-key and inconspicuous.

However, despite the ceremony everything is kept simple.

However, no one in Yangzhou would dare to underestimate the marriage ceremony presided over by His Royal Highness the King of Changsha.

Not only the major local families in Lujiang County all sent invitations.

Even as far away as Kuaiji County, the county governor Wang Lang was too busy with government affairs to come in person, so he sent his son to come ahead of time with congratulatory gifts.

"Previously, His Highness was rewarding General Yang for meritorious deeds, and did not reward General Yang. Tsk, there were people who speculated that General Yang had lost his favor that day."

"This is ridiculous. General Zhao and General Yang are the only ones who have the honor of living in His Highness's mansion? General Zhao is His Highness's brother, and he would teach His Highness martial arts on weekdays, as it should be. But General Yang also lives with His Highness, besides His Highness's favor, what reason can there be?"

"The Mi family, a mere merchant's daughter, is so lucky."

"Previously, the Quan clan united with two big clans to suppress the Mi clan's merchants. Now I think they are going to regret it."

……

Although these remarks were all made in private.

But Mi Fang could always hear it from various channels.

He was very happy.

In fact, why wait until the wedding day to be happy?

As soon as the news of His Highness's officiant marriage came out, the Quan family of Yangzhou immediately sent people to sue for peace in desperation.

What do you say, the Quan family and the Mi family are both serving His Highness, and hope that they can watch and help each other on the business road in the future.

Just kidding, who was trying to suppress Mi's goods a few days ago?

His Highness handed over the newly developed white granulated sugar to several major merchants in Yangzhou for sale.

As a result, Dudu Mi's family could not sell it.There must be someone behind it secretly!

Mi Fang originally wanted to sternly reject Quan's proposal for peace, but considering that Mi's family has no foundation in Yangzhou, he finally agreed.

Seeing the scholars who draw a clear line with themselves on weekdays, they came to congratulate one by one today.

While Mi Fang was happy, she only hated that she couldn't go to the Yang Mansion in person to witness His Highness marrying her younger sister.

At the same moment, Yang Mansion.

Ling Han sat in the hall, quietly watching Yang Zhen and Mi Tuo perform the couple's worship ceremony.

Before that, Yang Zhen almost never expressed how much he liked Mi Tu.

It seemed that if he didn't say it, he would never be able to propose marriage.

However, at this moment.

Ling Han could tell that Yang Zhen's eyes were full of light.

When Yang Zhen looked at him, his eyes were also very bright.But that kind of brightness comes from admiration, respect, and careful protection.

And the light that looked at Mi Tuo was full of pity and love.

At this moment, he suddenly felt envious.

This envy originates from Yang Zhen, but it has nothing to do with Yang Zhen in essence.

Ling Han thought to himself.

From the moment I came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, I was destined not to have such light.

He thinks that he may also look at his face, but his temperament and thoughts should be more important.

In this feudal era where etiquette is important, under the background of paying attention to the three obediences and four virtues, even if she is as beautiful as Diao Chan, it is difficult for him to accept spending his life with such a woman.

"Licheng!"

The master of ceremonies let out a long shout, making Ling Han get out of this kind of thoughts.

There was a sound of blessing all around.

Ling Han smiled unconsciously.On the day of rejoicing, why should I feel so much emotion?

Next is toasting.

It wasn't until sunset that Ling Han returned to his mansion.

After waving away the attendants, he stood in front of the patch of roses in the yard.

Traveling to the present, from escaping from the palace to now stationed in Yangzhou for a long time.Yang Zhen is responsible for her daily life.

Now that the other party is married, he must live in his own mansion in the future, and he cannot make the young girl a widow.

No matter how good the relationship is, the subordinates will have their own lives one day.

Ling Han understood this truth very early on, but when it really happened, he was still unaccustomed to it.

Like now.

A gust of evening wind blew past, Ling Han unconsciously shivered, feeling a little cold.

If it had been the past, when Yang Zhen saw him standing outside the courtyard at night, he would definitely be holding his robe in his hand and nagging in his ear.

But none of the other servants in the mansion had the courage to persuade the master to add more clothes.

Hey, Ling Han suddenly felt that he was a little hypocritical.

A man stands in the world and has more things to care about.

As the eldest son of the emperor, he should shoulder the important task of rejuvenating the Han Dynasty; as a time traveler, he should help the people get rid of poverty and become rich.

Of the thirteen states in the world, I have only two.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head and planned to go back to the house.

At this moment, a cloak suddenly appeared on his shoulders.

Ling Han was slightly startled, in the evening wind, he turned his head and saw Zhao Yun's face.

Zhao Yun's eyes were gentle and bright under the night: "It's late autumn, junior brother be careful of catching a cold."

After being stunned for a moment, Ling Han remembered to ask: "Why didn't Senior Brother go to practice martial arts?"

On weekdays, Zhao Yun needs to go to the school field to train soldiers during the day.

Therefore, after sunset, he always practiced martial arts in Xiyuan, which was unshakable and very regular.

Zhao Yun said with a smile: "Brother Yang is getting married today, so I want to take this opportunity to rest for a day."

Ling Han nodded, and pulled the cloak over his shoulders.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

Ling Han raised his head and looked at the night sky, the moonlight was beautiful and the sky was full of stars.

Naturally, I asked: "Brother, do you miss your hometown?"

Zhao Yundao: "I have been away from my hometown for several years, and I do miss it a little bit. However, a man should not be bound by these things in this world."

After a pause, he turned his head to look at Ling Han: "Brother, are you homesick?"

Ling Han hesitantly hummed lightly.

Unlike others, what separates me from my hometown is not distance, but time.

Today people do not see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients.

Probably only the moon in the sky is really the same as my hometown.

The night wind blew again, and the large clusters of roses swayed in the wind.

Ling Han wrapped the cloak subconsciously.

Zhao Yun took a step to the left calmly, his tall body was like a solid wall, blocking most of it in an instant.

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he just whispered: "At least, brother will always be with you."

The author has something to say: Woohoo, I am still tired today. I feel tired after walking around the dormitory and teaching building. If I want to go to bed early, I will code these first, and I will make up for it when my body recovers.

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