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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Mending the Sky Chapter 9: The Wedding (9)

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    On March 28th, the seventh year of Xuanhe in the Song Dynasty, three years had passed since Xiao Yan came to this era.  [][].[23][wx].[] To be short-lived, three years is indeed not a long time.  It can even be said that it is just a blink of an eye.  In three years, Xiao Yan went from a lonely ghost wandering in time and space on the side of Baigou River to the leader of a powerful army, the conqueror of Yanjing, and the most powerful King of Yan in the Song Dynasty.  This little time was like a dream.  People born in this era, no matter how ambitious they are, in their most arrogant dreams, would not dare to expect to achieve this level in just three years!  But three years is a long time.  Almost every day, Xiao Yan spent his time in a forest of swords, intrigues, and enemies everywhere.  Every day seems so long, every day seems so heart-wrenching!  In a daze, his temples were stained.  And Xiao Yan is only twenty-nine years old.  In the bronze mirror polished by countless master craftsmen in the Song Dynasty, a face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes is reflected. The lines on the face are sharp, and a pair of black and ferocious eyes. Waiting for anyone to come into contact with these eyes, they can't help but want to  Xinhan avoided his gaze.  There is no other reason. What kind of mountains of corpses and seas of blood have these eyes witnessed?  And if the owner of these eyes gives an order, there are not only thousands of tigers under his command who will kill him?  The owner of these eyes almost broke the back of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, who everyone thought was solid and unshakable!  Xiao Yan looked at his own image in the bronze mirror in silence, trying to find some trace of the original young reporter on it, but he could no longer find it.  I tried hard to think about my life in another era three years ago, but the memory was as pale as a book that had been left for a thousand years and the handwriting was already unclear.  Once again, he was in a trance.  It seemed as if I saw the frustrated little reporter appearing in the bronze mirror.  There was a careless smile on his face.  Still holding half a bottle of Heineken in his hand, he raised the bottle towards himself and took a sip, then gave a thumbs up and turned around.  After walking far, he stretched out his hand and shook it above his head to signal that he would never leave again.  There were soft footsteps outside the door. Xiao Yan turned his head and saw the little mute wearing a goose-yellow skirt.  Light blue beard.  Her forehead and temples were carefully covered with flowers, and she came in with several maids from the palace.  In three years, the little mute has grown up, becoming a young girl with a light body and a pretty face.  But the eyes are still so clear and flawless, falling on his face, as if they are really flowing like water waves.  The little mute smiled lightly and said nothing to Xiao Yan.  He signaled the maid to come forward and dress Xiao Yan.  Today, Xiao Yan is dressed in the official groom¡¯s attire.  Red satin robe.  Covered with gauze.  Wearing a long-legged tutu with a gauze hat on top, and hairpins on the temples.  When the maid wrapped the jade belt around Xiao Yan, she tightened it tightly according to King Yan's habit.  It became increasingly clear that Xiao Yan's back was as straight as a sword.  There is a name for this, called Yanwang Belt, and it is now the most popular waist-cinching method in Bianliang.  The little mute walked around to Xiao Yan, stood on tiptoes and pursed his lips, looking at him carefully.  For a while, he smoothed Xiao Yan's robe, and for a while, he stretched out his hand to pluck out some stray hairs between Xiao Yan's eyebrows.  Finally, the hand stopped at Xiao Yan's temples, lightly touching the gray hair on his temples, unwilling to move away for a long time.  The several personal maids were all awakened spirits. Seeing the mistress like this, they quietly left without saying a word.  Xiao Yan held the little mute's hand and said with a smile: "What? Don't you like it? Then find someone to dye it." The little mute shook his head, his eyes just fell on Xiao Yan's white hair on the temples with infinite tenderness: "  Don't do it. Always remind me how difficult it is for your brother to go through this journey, so that I can always be a good wife to Brother Xiao Three years ago, we met in a deserted village. Brother Xiao was dressed in a weird costume.  I still remember the embarrassment of the Yue family brothers as they looked at him. Who would have thought that today Brother Xiao would marry the empress of the Song Dynasty" Xiao Yan still smiled and gently held the little mute's hand.  Hand: "Are you jealous? Little mute, I promised you. This Maode Diji was brought back as a bride and kept there. In the inner palace of King Yan, she can't even do a word or do anything.  I can't intervene. Isn't it at your mercy? Besides, she is the Emperor Ji, so why are you not the Emperor Ji?  And I just want to be Brother Xiao¡¯s little mute.¡± The little mute looked at Xiao Yan, bit his lip, and finally said: ¡°Brother Xiao, if Emperor Maode comes in, she has other thoughts.  Treat her well. She was the one you asked to marry, and she walked in obediently. Even if something happens in the future, it won't affect her. But as a woman, how can you not live in fear?  Why did I hide in a deserted village and almost die? Let's give her a way to live Besides, you are still childless, and the Maode Emperor has such a plump figure, she seems to be a good child, and she has a child.  It can be said that with the blood of the Zhao family, it will also be helpful to Brother Xiao's great cause in the future."Benefit" What the little mute said was serious. Xiao Yan dared to pat his chest and promise that as long as it helps his career, the little mute would be happy to find 10,000 women. But when it comes to Maode Diji  With a good figure, the little mute couldn't help but show his jealousy towards his daughter. Who made it difficult for the little mute to grow to a height of 1.62 meters, but her breasts were still blooming, and Guo Rong had an A cup.  It was a moment of enlightenment. It is natural for flat-chested girls to be jealous of big-breasted girls, even if the little mute is so smart, Xiao Yan finally laughed and rubbed the little mute's head: "My Prince Yan must be jealous.  You gave birth to it.  It has nothing to do with Emperor Maode.  " Even though the little mute wanted to get into Brother Xiao's bed as soon as possible, he couldn't help but blush when he heard Xiao Yan finally talking about this topic. Then he snorted again. Who knows if Brother Xiao was just paying lip service to him again?  It was not true. After pouting his tender face and sulking for about two seconds, the little mute said a little shyly: "If this prince lets the Guo sisters take the lead, I don't have any objection  " When Guo Rong was mentioned, Xiao Yan's heart tightened. Who knew that thousands of miles away from the Great Wall, when Yingzhou fell, Guo Rong would survive now! Xiao Yan simply didn't want to think too much about this issue.  The little mute knew he was wrong as soon as he said the words. He quickly helped Xiao Yan put on his last clothes and pushed Xiao Yan out: "Brother Xiao.  It's almost time.  Hurry up and become a guest of Tianjia.  Guo's sister, Jiren, has her own destiny.  Maybe he will appear in front of us in a while, right, Brother Xiao?  " Xiao Yan was pushed out of the door by the little mute until he was outside the middle door. He was caught by the guards of the Prince of Yan who were all dressed in brocade and also had hairpins on their temples. Hundreds of guards in brocade robes embraced Xiao Yan, who was a guest of the Tian family today, out of the Prince of Yan's Mansion.  Outside the main gate, Jun Rongzhi came here and played various musical instruments. The bride-grooming procession composed of hundreds of mink-hatted men suddenly cheered in unison outside Prince Yan's Mansion!  Barriers covered the road, and the trees on both sides were wrapped in colorful satin, and brocade flowers hung low. A procession of four people carrying gift boxes spread out two miles away. The porters were also wearing brocade clothes, and they didn't know where they came from.  They were all of average height. When they saw Xiao Yan coming out, the athletes cheered and immediately paid homage to him in unison! It goes without saying that he must be a military commander under Xiao Yan's command.  These thousands of soldiers were carefully selected as porters. Two hundred men with sable hats and one hundred guardsmen of the King of Yan were all mounted on horses of the same color. They stood upright in two rows, their colors were colorful and dazzling.  Eye-catching. In the middle is a white horse with a shoulder height of 1.7 meters and an upward direction. The white horse's mane is neatly trimmed. It wears a red tassel on its head and a colorful tassel hanging from its tail. The reins are made of Shu brocade and the saddle is padded with lychee gold.  The eunuchs were made of velvet and made of pure gold. They were all accompanied by eunuchs from the distant county, waiting for Xiao Yan to mount their horses!  Like Xiao Yan, Shang Diji's consort prince's beard has turned white, and he doesn't know which generation of emperor concubine Shang is. Such pampered prince consort has enjoyed a lifetime of happiness, looking at hundreds of wolves and tigers in brocade clothes.  The athlete came out with the murderous King Yan Xiao Yan in his arms, and cheers suddenly rang out. His legs were so majestic that for a moment, he couldn't care about the etiquette of getting married and getting on the horse, so he subconsciously followed the eight wives.  The eunuch bowed deeply and bowed, not daring to raise his head. Prince Yan's Mansion was far outside the Nanxun Gate. It was surrounded by camps belonging to the Chinese army, but the residents were all compensated and moved away.  There were people watching, but Xiao Yan's subordinates were waiting for him to mount the horse. Xiao Yan didn't bother to look at the white-bearded prince-in-law and the eight eunuchs, and went to hold the saddle and pick up the stirrups.  The eunuchs finally came to their senses and hurriedly came to help Xiao Yan. Others came to support Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan just frowned and waved away.  Under the gazes of thousands of people, Xiao Yan quickly got on his horse, held the rein in one hand, glanced around, raised his hand and said loudly: "Today, my king is very happy. All my athletes will be rewarded with ten essays and a bottle of wine."  , except for those on duty, there will be a two-day alcohol ban in the camp!  " Thousands of men cheered in unison: "Congratulations to King Yan!  Longevity for King Yan!  " The cheers shook the heaven and the earth, and Jun Rong was worshiping. Even if his mouth was swollen and his hands were bleeding, there was no sound of music amidst such majestic cheers! Xiao Yan stretched out his hand, and there were already personal guards there.  Xiao Yan picked up the riding whip, pointed the whip in the direction of Bianliang City, and took the lead, followed closely by hundreds of Diao Mao Du Jianer and Yan Wangzhi guards.  Led by the officers in charge, Xiao Yan meandered toward Bianliang City, with no trace of joy on his face. From his heart, Xiao Yan felt very sad.?I have never regarded this wedding as a happy occasion.  It was just the beginning of the most difficult battle he had ever faced!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At  Two hours before Xiao Yan set out, it was still in the deepest darkness before dawn.  Emperor Maode had already gotten up early, and the maids and bridesmaids were busy surrounding her like butterflies wearing flowers.  Change clothes and make up, twist your face and twist your hair.  How many pairs of skillful hands were flying around the most beautiful empress of the Tian family.  In the bronze mirror, a beautiful face gradually appeared.  Big eyes with snow-skinned skin, beautiful nose and cherry lips, and green hair like a waterfall.  The crimson bra cannot cover her plump breasts, revealing a deep ravine.  It's really hard to imagine how such a slender and light girl could develop so well.  Even though the beauty in the mirror is unparalleled in China, Princess Maode's face is as cold as ice, or rather, there is nothing more sorrow than death.  Like a wooden man, he was at the mercy of the maids and bridesmaids.  It took more than an hour.  Princess Maode has just finished dressing up.  Finally, a head full of pearls was inserted.  With the support of the wedding maid, she slowly left the boudoir.  In other industries, there is naturally no such thing as the imperial palace.  The people seeing off the bride, including escorting maids, rough messengers, and relatives at home, stood crowded together in the inner courtyard.  There was no joy on everyone's face, they just watched blankly as Emperor Maode Ji was supported out by the maid.  "The outside world doesn't know if they have been subpoenaed.  The Junrong Zhi Ensemble immediately started playing the joyful music of peace and prosperity. In the sound of such music, the inner courtyard, which became increasingly silent, felt a different kind of desolation.  Imperial Concubine Yisu stood at the front holding Emperor Roufu. Huanhuan¡¯s eyes were red, and she had obviously cried countless times.  If Imperial Concubine Yisu hadn't held her tightly, Emperor Roufu might have rushed into Maode's boudoir, dragged her sister over the wall, and then wandered around the world with her little bag on her back.  Seeing her sister come out, little Huanhuan did not continue to cry. Instead, she pursed her lips.  He looked at his sister steadily.  Concubine Yisu¡¯s charming mature face also looked a bit sad at this time, and she led Emperor Roufu forward.  He took his daughter with his own hands and praised with a forced smile: "My daughter is truly the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty today, and the entire people of Bianliang can see it." Maode did not speak.  Imperial Concubine Yisu lowered her voice and said in a sad tone: "Daughter, your father can't bear to see this scene. You know that the saint always cares about you. Today you can only hide in the small room and read the Taoist canon. Saint and empress, right?  But what can you do if you are born as a daughter of the Tian family? You must know that the life of a saint depends on Xiao Ze's thoughts. And your third brother in the prison also wishes that the saint would die soon!  , I hope you can live well with Xiao Thief. Once the saint has a chance to return to the throne, my mother will personally welcome you into the prison. You will be the daughter of the nobles and high-ranking officials in the world. If you like to be quiet as a daughter, my mother will let you.  The saint chooses a county with unique scenery as your resting place, and everything will be yours!" If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people watching in the inner courtyard, and there were two sisters who were married by Zhao Ji to accompany them, it would be impossible to say!  Imperial Concubine Yisu is about to bow to her own daughter.  Maode wanted to say something, but in the end he gritted his teeth.  Just nodded slightly.  Seeing her daughter's silent expression, Imperial Concubine Yisu sighed slightly and sent over Little Roufu who was also gritting her teeth. She also stepped back a few steps to let this little girl, who had been stuck together since childhood, have the best relationship.  The two sisters said a few final words.  Who knows whether the two sisters will meet again in the end?  Looking at her sister, Maode Diji finally showed a smile on her beautiful face.  "Everyone in the courtyard, even if they were all women, felt an unreasonable pain in their hearts when they saw this smile.  Maode opened his red lips lightly: "Huan Huan" Xiao Roufu immediately interrupted his sister and said stiffly: "Escape or not? My sister wants to leave, I will immediately turn around and set fire to it!"  As soon as chaos breaks out, I will lead you and run, I can ride a donkey!" Maode's tears finally fell one by one, gently sliding down his jade-like cheeks. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Shy, a?shy sister, is just following behind this lawless little girl.  What she wants to do is just take her as her follower.  A little loli walked struttingly in front, and a beautiful girl followed closely behind with her head bowed in front of her plump breasts. It was already a familiar sight to the forbidden people.  ¡°How come I haven¡¯t seen Roufu¡¯s so-called ability to ride a donkey?  But at that time, a pure white short-legged donkey happened to be enshrined outside as an auspicious sign. Zhao Ji was not stupid enough to enshrine the donkey as an auspicious sign.  He laughed loudly and put it in the Gen Mountain. Emperor Roufu saw it and wanted to ride it to death.  More than a dozen eunuchs, twoMany maids were waiting on the side as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they helped up the little Lolita who was only nine years old at the time. The donkey was stubborn and twisted and threw the little Roufu down. She cried for a long time. It was a shame.  I took out a set of Jiangnan Huishan dolls and coaxed her over.  It¡¯s just me, I can no longer be this little girl¡¯s follower Maode gently held Roufu Diji¡¯s little face. Roufu Diji suddenly understood at this moment that her sister would never listen to him again.  I can no longer be my follower.  I can no longer get angry by stomping in front of her because she walks slowly.  I can no longer sleep with my sister in my arms at night, and I can no longer cause trouble for my sister to rush to make up for herself.  Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her tears finally fell again.  The pain of a daughter of heaven.  Even if he was kicked out of Yanfu Palace during the palace change, he would settle down in a separate job here.  Roufu is still confused.  At this moment, I realized it for the first time!  "Huan Huan, my sister is gone, you have to be well. Listen to the saints and listen to the empress. If my sister is able to rest in peace, she will definitely come to see you. Okay?" Xiao Roufu just cried, no  say.  She knew Maode was lying to her, but for the first time she didn't want to expose it.  Don't want to lose your temper.  The little girl rushed over and hugged Maode's waist, while Maode bit his lip, tried his best to maintain a gentle smile, and kept stroking the girl's hair.  In the inner courtyard, there was finally a sound of lamentation, and everyone's eyes were red.  I don¡¯t know how many people are gnashing their teeth and hating Xiao Yan right now!  ¡°They don¡¯t know that in real history, two generations of men from the Zhao family and the high-ranking Yanyan princes had a great influence on this country.  After such a nation has done such evil.  The final retribution fell on their daughter's family, and it was cruel.  More than a hundred times a thousand times today?  Precisely because of the tragedy of a Han man being unable to protect his daughter, scars still remain after thousands of years.  Xiao Yancai came through time and gritted his teeth and fought with this thief until his hair turned white!  Maode suddenly felt a hard and cold little thing being stuffed into his hand, and then he heard Roufu say in a low voice: "Sister, if Thief Xiao bullies you, stab him! Run away, I'll wait for you,  Let's run away together!" After saying this, Roufu seemed to have finished explaining the most important thing, wiped his tears, and retreated decisively.  What the little girl said was not a lie. She had secretly collected eight golden hairpins and a pack of silver beans that were used as prizes in the forbidden fighting cards as a means of traveling to the world in the future.  She even saw clearly where the stables of the soldiers on duty outside were. Although those tall horses looked a little scary, Princess Roufu was still convinced that she would be able to ride on them when the time came!  After Roufu Diji retreated, the hard and cold little thing in Maode's hand had disappeared.  She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and bowed to Concubine Yisu Yingying: "Empress, farewell, daughter." Concubine Yisu had a stiff face, choked up and didn't know what she said, so she could only turn her head away. At this moment,  She was already a little afraid to face her daughter.  However, Emperor Maode stood up as usual and bowed down in the direction of Zhao Ji's dormitory: "Sage, farewell, my daughter." In the inner courtyard, someone finally couldn't hold back his voice anymore and cried out loud.  But one person cried out, and the whole courtyard suddenly burst into mourning.  Maode Di Ji slowly stood up again, and vaguely saw the figure of her eldest brother Zhao Huan on a small building on the edge of this villa. He disappeared by the open window in a flash.  The music outside is ringing, and it is the most joyful time of the year.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~ The man and the woman are in two separate places, two situations.  And in Bianliang City, under the sky of the Song Dynasty, when the wedding ceremony was about to be held, everyone had their own actions.  In the mansion of Prime Minister Cai, Cai Jing was already dressed in royal purple. With the help of his son, Cai Jing went out and got into the sedan chair.  Today he will greet the Emperor Ji first and then the King of Yan in front of Xuande Tower.  After your Majesty Zhao Kai warmly congratulated the beautiful woman, Cai Jing also sent Emperor Yan to Prince Yan's palace to pay tribute in person.  For an old man, today's task is by no means easy.  With the support of his son, Cai Jing glanced at Bianliang City, which had been renovated by so many demobilized soldiers and was shining like diamonds. He lowered his head and got into the sedan chair.  On the official road leading to Shaanxi Province, more than ten knights, tired of their travels, were busy on their way.  An old man with a white beard suddenly reined in his horse and looked back in the direction of Bianliang.  Several knights accompanying him also immediately turned around: "Officer, what's the matter?" The white-bearded old man was none other than Zongze.  He shook his head and motioned to continue on his way.  When no one was paying attention, he murmured to himself: "The sky is about to fall, who can repair it?" Among the high mountains in Yunnei, dozens of emaciated and embarrassed soldiers?, supporting each other, and there were even people who worked hard to carry stretchers, carrying even the seriously injured.  No matter how tired and haggard these people were, they still headed south resolutely.  A thin figure suddenly rushed back from the front and shouted in a low voice to the group of people: "We are about to leave the mountain! I have traveled more than 20 miles and found our camp! General Liu has sent people to come to meet him.  !¡± That thin figure is naturally Thirteen.  Yue Fei, who was becoming more and more like a general, finally breathed a sigh of relief for the first time at this time, and said to the person beside him: "When we get back to the camp, we should send my wife back to Bianliang as soon as possible. It is really hard for my wife to go north."  The person Yue Fei was talking to was naturally Guo Rong.  Her messy short hair showed off her beauty and became thinner.  All the way back south, I didn't ask for any attention from anyone. Instead, I helped from time to time to carry the seriously injured.  Guo Rong said nothing about sending herself back to Bianliang.  After dealing with him for this period of time, I still don¡¯t know that Yue Fei has a hard temper.  It's a big fuss here and everyone looks bad.  Anyway, when the time comes to return to the camp, I will not leave. What can Yue Fei do to this girl?  I promised so many sons that I would avenge them!  That bastard, why don¡¯t you go north?  What on earth was he doing in Bianliang?  This girl is working hard for him, and so many good men are dying for him.  If he, besides being a little mute, dares to flirt with women and doesn't want to go north in this gentle country, I will castrate him myself!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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