Nangong Yue looked at Mrs. Qiao calmly, and said, "Auntie, naturally it is not up to us to be the masters of the younger generation. A Yi and I have never stopped my father from continuing, but this sequel is not Nanny. Concubine, always follow the rules."
Nangong Yue smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "As the saying goes, marrying a wife should marry a virtuous wife, and a wife who is not a virtuous wife will be a disaster for three generations. What's wrong with reminding the father and the king to inquire about the character of the An family girl? Which one? Before discussing marriage, which family didn't first check the other party's family status and character and reputation?" She looked at Mrs. Qiao intently, and asked deliberately, "Could it be that this is not the case in the aunt's house?"
Mrs. Qiao shrank her pupils and was about to speak when she heard Nangong Yue sigh and say again: "It's no wonder that the concubine in the aunt's house is not a concubine, the wife is not a wife, the son is not a son, and the daughter-in-law is not a daughter-in-law." The sarcasm in her tone was beyond words.
Mrs. Qiao was so angry that her breath was stuck in her chest. Thinking of the endless troubles in her house, she felt that every word of Nangong Yue was poking her heart. She looked at King Zhennan angrily, and wanted to sue: "Brother, look at the concubine Shizi..."
Unexpectedly, King Zhennan waved his hand impatiently, and said: "Eldest sister, what the concubine Shizi said is reasonable, and it's not for joy. This marriage is not in a hurry, it's better to take it slowly."
Zhennan Wang's face had lost the joy just now, and his brows were tightly knit together.
The An family...whether he really wants to marry his daughter-in-law to him, or if he has other plans, he should really investigate it himself. So that what happened to Xiao Fang's happened again!
Mrs. Qiao was dumbfounded when she heard the words. Her younger brother was indeed bewitched by the imperial concubine. He actually responded to what the imperial concubine said.
The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, but when the words came to her lips, she persuaded herself that even if Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue wanted to delay, they couldn't stop her younger brother from continuing, and her younger brother's impression of Miss An's was indeed very good, otherwise she would I won't be moved by my own few words... that is, just wait a little longer.
Mrs. Qiao took a deep breath and finally endured it.
The future will be long, when my younger brother marries Miss An San, his sweet wife will blow the pillow more in the future, and his ears will naturally soften. At that time, no matter how evil the concubine is in this world, she will not be able to continue to dominate the palace !
Not long after, Xiao Yi pulled Nangong Yue to leave, leaving Zhennan Wang and his brother in the study.
The young couple gradually walked away until they came to an uninhabited path, Xiao Yi suddenly said: "Leaving a small Fang family, another An family came. The father will suffer a few more times. It will be heartbreaking.”
Xiao Yi sighed and shook his head, his tone seemed to be that he was worried about his father, but the smile on his face betrayed his true thoughts.
As expected, the An family couldn't sit still anymore, and wanted to find a way out for their family. However, since they wanted to rely on Baiyue to make a fortune back then, and even sold their own country for it, they should have some awareness.
I thought that once I was tied to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, everything would be settled, but I can only say that it is too naive!
Zhennan Wang could easily give up even the Xiaofang family. After he personally found out the "truth", what would happen to Anjia and this eldest sister who had been causing trouble for him...
The two looked at each other and smiled, Xiao Yi blinked, and said with a smile on his face: "Ah Yue, we can watch a good show when we come back."
Nangong Yue looked at the cunning in his eyes, and silently shed tears of sympathy for King Zhennan and Mrs. Qiao.
After this time, the King of Zhennan might be too scared to renew his heart easily. After all, the concubine can give up, but the first wife... I haven't heard of any mansion that would abandon and kill a first wife every now and then.
It's so good, anyway, neither Ayi nor she will allow anyone to occupy the position of the concubine Zhennan.
The two quickly put this topic behind them, and continued to talk about the preparations for tomorrow's trip, their hearts filled with anticipation...
The next morning, the weather was beautiful and it was a suitable day for traveling.
Halfway through the rising sun, two steeds galloped out from the gate of Bixiaotang's East Street, and Xiao Fei and Baihui went to the East Gate to see them off in person. Whether it is Xiao Fei or Baihui, all of them have solemn expressions, Xiao Fei stared at Xiao Yi "seriously" from the beginning to the end, his eyes seemed to warn, if he didn't take good care of his sister-in-law, then there is no need came back.
If it wasn't for seeing Nangong Yue in high spirits and not wanting to spoil her interest, Xiao Fei really wanted to persuade her to think again.
After the two tall horses left the East Street gate, the sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and the East Street gate closed again, isolating those melancholy and reluctance inside the door.
After a short period of reluctance, Nangong Yue soon became happy with the horse's hooves.
The young couple left Luoyue City and headed south all the way, without a plan, and did everything according to their whims.
They went to the seaside, saw the vastness of the sea, watched the sun rise slowly on the sea, and went out with the fishermen to catch fish;
They went to Hanlu Mountain again, where the majestic waterfall seemed to be galloping, making Nangong Yue amazed;
They also went to the most ordinary villages and towns, staying overnight in the villagers' houses, wandering around in the temple fair, eating and drinking, it was very pleasant;
They also went down the river with ordinary people on the bamboo rafts. If they missed the station, they would use the sky as their seat and the earth as their quilt...
Probably only when she traveled and practiced medicine with her grandfather in her previous life, did Nangong Yue enjoy this kind of life of going with the situation. Although there are inconveniences, it also makes people feel very carefree and carefree.
This is probably the feeling of "wielding the sword and traveling around the world".
They walked slowly for six or seven days before arriving in Nanliang territory.
Nanjiang and Wangdu are already far apart, but it was only at this moment that Nangong Yue realized that Nanjiang was still Dayu after all. The feeling exuded in his bones made people feel deeply that he was in the territory of Dayu, while Nangong Liang is another country.
Whether it is the customs, or the appearance, language, and clothing of the people... they are all completely different from them.
The young couple put on Nanliang's costumes when they entered the country. However, Nanliang people have darker skin than Dayu people, and their facial features are more profound. Although they wore Nanliang clothes, they knew that they were not from Nanliang. Wherever they passed, it inevitably attracted a lot of curious eyes, and those Nanliang people secretly speculated whether they were Dayu people.
Now that Nanliang was captured by the Southern Border Army, the defenders of the Nanliang cities had long been replaced by Dayu's Southern Border Army soldiers, so the people of Nanliang were already familiar with the appearance of the Dayu people.
Xiao Yi never cared about other people's stares. In other words, when he was in Dayu, he was often looked at by others. The two continued to travel south leisurely, and arrived at a town called Old Lake City two days later.
Old Lake City is a large city in the north of Nanliang, extending in all directions and very prosperous.
If this is an uninformed person, it is impossible to see that this place is under the control of the enemy country.
On the lively street, the two were strolling casually with their horses, and Nangong Yue was immediately attracted by some small stalls selling garlands on the side of the road.
Nanliang’s wreaths are beautifully made. They are made of jasmine, magnolia, calendula, rose, lily of the valley and other flowers to form strings of flowers. They are not only beautiful, but also full of fragrance. If it is not for the flowers, it is not easy to preserve. Nangong Yue really wanted to buy a few strings and take them back to Southern Xinjiang as gifts for Xiao Fei and the others.
After a while, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi wore several strings of garlands on their necks and wrists. Although Xiao Yi was a man, he had an outstanding appearance and was not shy. The appearance of wearing garlands was quite natural. Attracting more amazing gazes, Nangong Yue couldn't help but look at him from time to time, showing a bright smile.
Of course Xiao Yi knew what she was laughing at, but he still let her "dress up" him.
Sometimes, he thinks Ah Yue is really weird.
Obviously she is such a confident person, but why does she always feel that others are looking at him
Doesn't she know that she is the most dazzling one
It made him wish to stick his eyes on her forever, and he had to vigilantly release a warning gaze, announcing that his stinky girl has long since found a woman!
There are small stalls lined up on both sides of the wide street, in addition to selling flowers, they also sell some gadgets, snacks and other things. In Nangong Yue's eyes, everything is very novel, and she stops at almost every stall. When they saw fresh and interesting gadgets, they bought them all. They only walked half a street, and their horses were already heavily burdened.
Xiao Yi joked with a smile: "Ah Yue, let's buy a carriage later!"
Nangong Yue looked at the miscellaneous things on the two horses, with a trace of embarrassment on her small face, she changed the subject and said, "A Yi, I'm tired, let's find a place to rest."
Xiao Yi is as good as others.
Nangong Yue casually glanced around for half a circle, and her eyes were attracted by a restaurant on the front right. Looking at the facade of this restaurant and the way it welcomed customers, it seemed that the business was not bad.
"Ayi, let's go there."
She pointed to the restaurant, of course the restaurant has a signboard, but to Nangong Yue, Nanliang's writing is no different from the heavenly scriptures.
Fortunately, Xiao Yi knew some characters of Nanliang, and could also understand Nanliang dialect. Although it was a bit jerky to speak, it was more than enough to communicate with Nanliang people.
Nangong Yue is not a person who does everything by herself, but in the past, whether she was in the capital or in southern Xinjiang, she has always been used to knowing everything in her heart, but now in Nanliang, even small things like eating, drinking, tea and shopping bother Xiao Yi At first, she was not used to it, but soon she calmly enjoyed the feeling of leaning on Xiao Yi, and also learned another language - gesturing.
Xiao Yi told Nangong Yue that the restaurant was called Jinri Restaurant.
The restaurant was overcrowded, Xiao Yi chatted with the waiter who greeted the guests, and then told Nangong Yue: "Ah Yue, the private seats upstairs are full..."
Nangong Yue smiled nonchalantly: "Then sit in the lobby on the first floor."
After all, going out is not as convenient as being in Luoyue City, and it is enough to have some lunch and a little rest.
Xiao Yi naturally complied, and ordered the mistress to lead them the way.
Xiao Er led them inside with a smile on his face. This restaurant is bigger than it looks from the outside, except for the lobby outside, separated by a bead curtain, there is also a lobby inside, which is also full of drinkers and diners .
They walked all the way in, until they stopped at a table against the wall.
Xiao Er enthusiastically invited the two to sit down, Xiao Yi directly ordered him to serve a table of specialty dishes, Xiao Er suddenly smiled more attentively, first served tea and wine for the two of them, and then left first.
Nangong Yue looked at the surrounding environment curiously. The restaurant was full of seats, and it looked very lively. The guests were all talking, not only the guests at the same table, but even the people at the next table were answering the conversation from time to time. .
While Nangong Yue was looking around, Xiao Yi, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, was also looking around. Nangong Yue could only rely on looking, but he could get more information from listening.
A middle-aged man with a big beard at the next table was talking to his friend at the same table indignantly: "...the son of the Prince of Zhennan committed perverse acts in our Nanliang, and his crimes are serious. I am afraid that the heavens will soon send disasters. "
A young man at the other table asked nervously, "Brother, is what you said true?"
"Of course it's true." An old man with a goatee in the corner patted the table and said with a hideous expression, "Aliman Muchan said it himself! Black dead insects will sweep across our Lagoon City at noon today , hurt plants, eat domestic animals, and even people, and then the entire Old Lake City will be swallowed! Next, the pest plague will spread to other towns until the entire Nanliang is swallowed up!"
When they heard the black death bug, there was a commotion all around, and the diners whispered to each other, and their emotions became more and more excited.
Although Nangong Yue couldn't understand Nanliang language, she kept paying attention to the movement in the lobby. She raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling weird.
After she came to Nanliang, she found that the folk customs here are obviously much stronger than Dayu, and Nanjiang is far behind. But even so, there is still a clear boundary between people, especially between strangers. The atmosphere like now is not so much lively as it is more noisy, no, or passionate.
She squinted suspiciously.
At this time, Xiao Er happened to bring some cold dishes to the table first, so Xiao Yi pretended to be casual and asked in Nanliang dialect: "Xiao Er, I heard what they were talking about about black dead insects, what is this black dead insects?" thing?"
Xiao Er's complexion was not very good-looking, and after swallowing, he explained that the black dead bug was the "God of Disaster"! The pattern on its back looks like a skull, which is an unknown insect. The black death insects will appear every ten years, ranging from destroying mountains and villages to sweeping thousands of miles like a plague. No one has ever survived the attack of insects. There are countless such cases recorded in the annals of history. For example, more than a hundred years ago, Nanliang at that time ushered in an earth-shattering earth-dragon turnaround, and tens of thousands of black dead insects descended afterwards, gnawing the earth until there was no grass left. , floating corpses for thousands of miles, almost half of the country was destroyed...
Xiao Er sighed, wanting to vomit bitterness, but thinking that the guest in front of him was from a foreign country, he left without saying anything.
At the same time, the atmosphere in the lobby became more and more agitated. The middle-aged man with a beard suddenly stood up and said to the others: "At noon today, Alimanmu Zen will open an altar to cast spells, and use my century-old cultivation base to pray God, take back the disaster!"
"Mu Chan is worthy of being Mu Chan, with a benevolent heart for all people." An old woman sighed with emotion.
The other diners also agreed one after another, with a look of sympathy.
At this time, a square-faced young man by the window suddenly said: "Actually, after the Southern Border Army entered our Nanliang, they neither massacred people nor burned, killed, looted..."
"Shut up!" The goatee old man interrupted the square-faced young man sharply, pointing at him and scolding, "Foreign enemies are foreign enemies, and you, as a Nanliang native, speak for the Dayu people who invaded our Nanliang land. You are not worthy of being my Nanliang people!"
Although all the Nanliang people present knew that it was Nanliang who sent troops to Dayu first, but at this moment, who would be "upright" to blame their own country? They all looked at the young man with righteous indignation and contempt. With one word of accusation, the young man blushed with shame, and fled away in a short while...
Even if Nangong Yue was still a little uncertain, she is 90% sure now.
"Ah Yi..." Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi inquiringly.
Xiao Yi filled himself up with wine again, then brought it to Nangong Yue's mouth, and said in a coaxing tone: "Ah Yue, this wine is not bad, and it's not too strong, you should try it too?"
The corners of Nangong Yue's eyes twitched feebly, took his hand, took a sip, and raised her eyebrows slightly. Huh? The wine was indeed sweet, so I took another sip and tasted it lightly.
After Xiao Yi withdrew his hand and drank the remaining water and wine in the glass, Nangong Yue suddenly realized that the wine glass just now belonged to Xiao Yi, her pretty face flushed slightly.
Meeting Xiao Yi's eyes full of smiles, she pretended to be calm and urged him with her eyes.
Xiao Yi obediently changed his position, sat next to Nangong Yue, and whispered into her ear what happened just now.
While listening, Nangong Yue casually used cold dishes. Not to mention the main dishes in this restaurant, the cold dishes are really well done, sweet and sour, very appetizing, Nangong Yue unknowingly one chopstick after another She ate most of the plate, until Xiao Yi mentioned the danger of the black dead insect, she stopped the chopsticks, and raised her eyebrows with interest.
This is the first time she has heard of the black death bug, but is it really that evil
Based on her understanding of snakes, insects, rats and ants, these small creatures often have their own instincts to avoid danger in the coming crisis. Is this the same for the black death insect? Or is it…
Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue's hand, and gently hooked her palm. The two of them understood each other's intentions without saying anything.
Next, they put their minds on the food. It is no wonder that this restaurant is full of seats. The drinks and dishes here are all delicious in color, fragrance, and taste. Even Nangong Yue rarely let go of the principle of eating 80% full and ate a few more With a mouthful, Xiao Yi even swept away the remaining dishes.
As noon approached, some diners in the restaurant greeted each other and went outside after paying their bills, saying that they were going to watch Aliman Muchan open the altar.
Xiao Yi casually threw an ingot of silver to Xiao Er, and excitedly dragged Nangong Yue along with the crowd to watch the excitement.
A crowd of Nanliang people rushed towards the city, and many people could be seen walking in the same direction in other streets. The closer to the center of the city, the denser the flow of people.
It was almost noon now, the sun was scorching, and the weather in Nanliang was two points hotter than that in Nanjiang. Xiao Yi randomly found a stall and bought two bamboo hats, and put them on their heads respectively.
Nanliang people have the habit of wearing bamboo hats. Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi's outfits are not only unobtrusive, but at first glance, they look more like Nanliang people.
In the market square in the center of the city, a lot of people had already gathered, and those devout believers had already sat cross-legged there, circled around, layer upon layer, at first glance, there were at least hundreds of people... everyone His eyes were shining brightly, exuding a pious to almost crazy light.
A three-foot-high wooden platform was built in the center of those believers. On the wooden platform, an old man with white beard and white hair was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed. Lai has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is quite immortal.
Many people in Nanliang believe in religion, some believe in Buddhism, some believe in Taoism, some believe in Esoteric Buddhism... and there are also Nanliang's state religion-Qiansi religion.
This Aliman is the Taoist master of the Qiansi Sect, and he is honored as "Mu Chan". Mu Chan has practiced Qingqing for many years and has a very high prestige in Nanliang, with devout believers all over the place.
Recently, he just wandered to the Old Lake City. When he predicted that there would be a disaster here, the compassionate Aliman Muchan couldn't bear it. He stayed in the Old Lake City and chanted scriptures every night to pray for blessings. He hoped that God would show mercy. Altar method!
A lot of devout Nanliang people poured into the square one after another, and the whole square was crowded with people. It seemed that the temperature around them had risen a lot with the high emotions of the people...
"Looking at the sun, it will be noon after another stick of incense?" A skinny young man next to him looked up at the sun, and hesitantly asked the short and fat young man next to him, "Will the black death insect really come?"
The chunky young man looked eagerly at the white-bearded and white-haired old man, clenched his fists and said without doubt: "Since Aliman Muchan said it, it must be true!"
"Mu Chan is more than a hundred years old, but he is still in good spirits. He has cultivated a golden body and opened his eyes!"
The other people around also responded one after another, all with bright faces, and all their earnest and pious eyes were focused on the old man.
Xiao Yi casually looked around, his gaze stayed on the northwest side for a moment, and he curled his lips with interest.
interesting!
It was so much fun!
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