Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue's marriage was finally set on a date with Xiao Feng's vigorous promotion.
An Sizheng and his wife compared the drawings with the almanac, but they still couldn't find a particularly good zodiac day before the year. Finally, Xiao Feng raised his finger.
"This is a good day."
An Sizheng was puzzled: "Sir, this day is just a passable day, how can it be wrong?"
Xiao Feng said sternly: "This day is a holiday, and weddings must be lively. If you choose a day to be on duty, how will everyone follow the ceremony?"
An Sizheng's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. Mrs. An was not satisfied: "But it is not an auspicious day after all. Why don't we wait until after the new year..."
Xiao Feng waved his hand: "With the momentum of Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue, let alone a normal day, the ghosts and gods will retreat and everything will be fine.
If you still think it's not auspicious enough, I'll ask Long Live to write a happy word and hang it up, and it will naturally be auspicious. "
An Sizheng and his wife were overjoyed. After sending Xiao Feng away, Mrs. An asked her husband strangely.
"Sir, why do I feel that Mr. Xiao is more anxious than us? It will only be one month between the wedding before the year and the wedding after the year. How much difference can there be..."
Indeed, New Year's Eve is getting closer day by day, and every family is preparing to celebrate the New Year. In this festive atmosphere, people became beaming without knowing it.
Only Yan's mansion was deserted. Yan Song had just recovered enough to go to court. He had to perform actively and gain time to regain his health.
The servants in Yan Shifan's house were all silent, just working with their heads down, like a group of silent ants, faithfully executing the queen's orders.
Around the Yan Mansion, there were a lot more hidden stakes of Jinyiwei than usual. After gradually discovering it, he told Yan Shifan, but Yan Shifan just sneered.
"Lu Bing is a cautious person. When I stumbled so hard this time, he would naturally think that I might do something. But no matter what he thought, he couldn't imagine what I was going to do!"
Many people quietly lived in Yan Mansion's farms and private residences inside and outside the capital, but they did not attract anyone's attention.
Because around the New Year, there will be many opera troupes, entertainers, businessmen, and even beggars coming to and from the capital to earn a living.
During the Chinese New Year, the curfew in Beijing will also be relaxed a lot. Officials are no longer the only ones allowed to go out on the streets at night, and night markets can last for a long time, and on some days they can even last all night.
Zhang Wuxin's wedding was finally held. Zhang Wuxin did not have a home in the capital, so Xiao Mansion became the venue for the wedding.
Zhang Wuxin rode the big black horse given to him by Xiao Feng and followed the wedding sedan to the gate of An Mansion. The gatekeeper pretended to block it, accepted the red envelope, and opened the gate.
Xiao Feng followed the team and took a look. This guy's face was full of wrinkles and he didn't have many teeth. It seemed that An Sizheng had really learned the lesson and assigned the young and strong guy to do other jobs.
According to custom, the bride should cry goodbye to her parents when leaving home, firstly to show shyness, and secondly to show that the kindness of her parents cannot be forgotten.
But An Qingyue was ecstatic, and since she was not married far away and could go home at any time, she really couldn't cry.
In desperation, she could only pinch herself hard, and her crying voice was extremely painful. The surrounding neighbors nodded one after another, indicating that she was a filial daughter.
When the wedding team arrived at Xiao Mansion, the banquet had been prepared and everyone attending the ceremony was in place.
Jiajing was very proud of Xiao Feng and specially asked Xiao Chunzi to bring the Chinese character "囍" from the palace to the wedding ceremony. Naturally, everyone was envious of it.
Liu Tong muttered in a low voice: "When Xue'er got married, she didn't even give her the word "Long Live"! Xiao Feng, this kid, is so concerned about other people's affairs."
Mrs. Liu glared at him: "Xiao Feng was still lying in the coffin when Xue'er got married. He could still ask for a word from Long Live. Besides, if Long Live wanted to actually give him a word at that time, you would have fainted."
Liu Tong was very unconvinced: "Giving the word "Long Live" is a great honor. Why should I faint?"
Mrs. Liu pouted: "Do you think I don't know? On the day Xueer got married, you cried like a child and even talked in your sleep when you fell asleep.
What do you mean you still have in your hand?
There is Xiao Feng's letter of divorce, and when one day Xue'er can't bear it anymore, he will take it out and ask Xue'er to remarry.
If you want to really give the word "Long Live", you can break off the engagement if you want to? That’s considered a gift of marriage! Do you still dare to deceive the emperor? "
Liu Tong's old face turned red: "This...this is the old calendar. Why are you bringing this up? Really..."
Liu Peng, who was stealing meatballs with Qiaoqiao, chewed them and joined in vaguely.
"Later, the Xiao Mansion was besieged by assassins, and on the night when Dad Lan and Zhang died in the battle, Dad came home and took out the divorce document and read it over..."
Liu Tong was furious and wanted to beat Liu Peng, but Liu Peng followed Qiaoqiao and ran away as fast as a ball rolling on the ground.
Wudang Mountain leader Gu Xuzi and several of his disciples traveled day and night after receiving the wedding notice, and finally arrived in Beijing the night before the wedding.
At this time, Gu Xuzi was still breathing, and was sitting in the seat of the male parent, stroking his beard, feeling very happy.
These two are his most proud disciples. They had a puppy love in Wudang Mountain Martial Arts Vocational and Technical College, and now they have finally achieved success.
When An Si was sending An Qingyue to Wudang Mountain, he saw that this girl was a good material for martial arts training, and he felt very conflicted in his heart.
If you don't teach well, you will not only be sorry for An Qingyue's talent, but also sorry for An Si Zhengjiao's double tuition.
If only I could give it to you, but the girl will get married after all, and there is a high probability that she will marry someone who knows martial arts.
That’s all for other sects. If you marry a Shaolin disciple like Yu Dayou, won’t your skills of being a top performer be stolen by the Shaolin disciple? How can we compete in the future?
Therefore, there is only one way to not only maintain his professional ethics as a master, but also protect Wudang Mountain’s exclusive secret recipe from being stolen by competitors.
That means the wealth does not flow to outsiders! An Qingyue's future husband must be born among my Wudang Mountain graduates!
For this goal, Gu Xuzi always turned a blind eye to the puppy love of other classmates. When it came to An Qingyue, he not only turned a blind eye, but even wished to close both eyes.
Every day before going to bed, Gu Xuzi prays to Zhang Sanfeng's portrait: "Master, you must protect An Qingyue from falling in love with a Wudang disciple, because I have fallen deeper and deeper into a disciple, and I can't turn back. I taught you again today." She has a unique skill!"
When An Qingyue started to show off to Zhang Wuxin, Gu Xuzi was so happy that he almost laughed three times. But before he could laugh out loud, he was depressed to discover that Zhang Wuxin was just a piece of wood!
This guy would rather hide in the library, secretly looking at the illustrations and drooling, than accompany the young, beautiful, tall and long-legged junior sister to go sightseeing!
Gu Xuzi was so angry that he almost broke his beard. He took action decisively to cut off Zhang Wuxin's bad habit of being eager to learn.
"Wu Xin, it's good that you are obsessed with martial arts, but the way of civil and martial arts can be relaxed. You can't be too tight. Relaxing appropriately will get twice the result with half the effort!"
"Yes, Master, Wu Xin is going to take a nap right now."
"No, no, no, I'm telling you to relax your mind, not your body."
"Yes, Master, Wu Xin will go to the Sword Tomb to sleep now."
"No, no, no, I want you to have more contact with others to gain mental relaxation. You can't hold it in alone all the time."
"Yes, Master, Wu Xin will take the junior brothers to the sword tomb to sleep."
"You bastard! Take An Qingyue up the mountain to watch the sunrise!"
It's not easy. Gu Xuzi couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his good intentions over the years. He was so moved that he burst into tears.
After worshiping heaven and earth, everyone began to drink and clink glasses with acquaintances to exchange greetings. It was a lively mess.
Xiao Feng drank a few glasses of wine with everyone, and Qiaoqiao suddenly ran over and tugged on his sleeves, mysteriously leading him to the back garden, and then stopped at the Moon Gate, as if one man was in charge.
Xiao Feng saw Wang Yingxiang sitting at the stone table at a glance, with his head lowered, his face flushed, and his eyes red. It seemed that he had just cried, and his face was much thinner than before.
Xiao Feng sighed secretly. He had known for a long time that there would be something like this
One day, this day, the earlier it comes, the better for Wang Yingxiang.
Xiao Feng sat opposite Wang Yingxiang and looked at her with a warm and bright smile across the stone table.
"Long time no see. I heard that Xiaoxue had people pick you up twice. Your mother said that you are not in good health yet. You need to practice more at home. You do seem to have lost a lot of weight."
Wang Yingxiang raised her head, and the tears that had been stopped flowed out uncontrollably. She looked at Xiao Feng, who suddenly seemed far away in front of her, and spoke with choked sobs.
"Brother Xiao, am I a bad woman?"
Xiao Feng smiled at each other: "How could it be? Why do you have such an idea?"
Wang Yingxiang bit her lip: "Brother Xiao, I...I originally...originally liked...like you!"
Before she finished speaking, Wang Yingxiang's face turned even redder. Although it was something everyone knew, this was the first time she said it outright.
Xiao Feng's smile never changed, just like looking at his ignorant little sister: "I know."
Wang Yingxiang raised her head suddenly and looked at the smile on Xiao Feng's face. For some reason, the heavy feeling in her heart became much lighter.
"Brother Xiao, it turns out that I really like you. I've been thinking about it and waiting.
I want to marry you with Yun Qing. But, later, later I..."
"Later you fell in love with Zhan Feiyun, and then you felt that you were a bad woman.
Because a good woman shouldn't change her heart. If you like someone, you have to stick with him forever. You can't fall in love with someone else, right? "
Xiao Feng's voice was relaxed and soft. Wang Yingxiang looked at him blankly, her tears streaming even more violently, and she nodded while choking.
Xiao Feng looked at her with a smile: "Then do you think I like you?"
These words were too straightforward. Wang Yingxiang's face turned as red as an apple. She felt that nodding or shaking her head meant nothing, she just kept crying.
"Yingxiang, let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time there was a well, and there lived a little frog in the well. Because the well was very deep, it couldn't climb out, so it kept living in the well.
One day, another frog fell into the well, and it had a companion. Because this frog fell in from outside, he has seen the world and knows many things.
This little frog felt that he liked the new frog so much that he even felt that he should be with this frog for the rest of his life.
Then one day it rained heavily and the well was filled with rainwater. Two frogs took the opportunity to crawl out of the well mouth and swam along the water into the pond.
When they got to the pond, the little frog discovered that the frog that fell into the well was actually not special. It was similar to the frogs outside.
But the little frog still felt that he should like the original frog, because otherwise, something seemed wrong.
Although it is also good to have another frog, it also teaches the little frog many skills to survive in the pond. But the little frog still stubbornly felt that he liked the original frog.
Then one day, a snake crawled into the pond and wanted to eat the little frog. The original frog was not there, and the little frog was about to be eaten.
Another frog jumped over and drove away the poisonous snake. He was bitten and almost died. The little frog suddenly discovered that he actually liked this frog more.
What do you think is wrong with this little frog? "
Wang Yingxiang looked at Xiao Feng's smiling face, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know why, why she felt so wronged and uncomfortable.
"But, but the little frog is in the well, I am not in the well..."
Xiao Feng smiled, looking at her with eyes full of sympathy and pity.
"You are in the well. Not only are you in the well, Zhang Yunqing is also in the well, and most women are in the well.
It's just that for thousands of years, women have been used to staying in wells, and there is nothing wrong with them. Indeed, a well has the benefits of a well, warmth and safety.
If you are willing to stay in the well all your life, it is also a kind of happiness, but it cannot be said that when you get to the pond, you must still live like you are in the well. "
Wang Yingxiang looked at Xiao Feng blankly: "But Zhang Yunqing is also learning Kung Fu from him like me. Why hasn't she changed her mind?"
Xiao Feng said with a smile: "Fate is important between people. There is no problem if Zhang Yunqing doesn't like him, and there is no problem if you like him."
What's more, he fought tooth and nail to save you. How could Zhang Yunqing feel the same as you? "
Wang Yingxiang wiped her tears and asked in a muffled voice: "Brother Xiao, tell the truth. If I don't come these days, have you ever thought...blamed me?"
Xiao Feng thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "Yingxiang, do you remember which younger men have been in our yard?"
Wang Yingxiang was stunned for a moment: "Qi Jiguang, Zhan Yu, the two princes, Zhan Feiyun, Mr. Lu, Zhang Juzheng, and many other spies from Jin Yiwei, Dali Temple, and Shuntian Mansion, I can't even name them."
Xiao Feng smiled: "These people are not allowed to go to the backyard, but I never asked you not to come to the front yard, right?"
Wang Yingxiang nodded, and then suddenly understood what Xiao Feng meant. Her heavy heart felt as if a stone had been lifted, and suddenly became very relaxed.
"Brother Xiao, you... did you do this on purpose? Do you want us to fall in love with someone else? You, why are you like this!"
For some reason, Wang Yingxiang suddenly felt very, very wronged, not only for herself, but also for Zhang Yunqing. She lay on the stone table and cried even harder.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yingxiang heard Xiao Feng's gentle voice, like a spring breeze blowing from a far, far away place.
"Yingxiang, I am also a man. Men want many women to like them, and they want three wives and four concubines. This is a man's nature.
But that's too selfish. I can accept that you like me, but I can't know that you are all in the well, but I can't even give you a chance to choose.
Many years later, everyone, regardless of gender, will have the right to live in the pond. I can't do it now and can't give you such an opportunity.
But I should at least try my best to give you a chance to lie on the edge of the well and take a look outside. Only in this way can I face your eyes of love and trust in the future without feeling guilty.
Only when people have the opportunity to choose can they know what they really like.
So, Yingxiang, is the little frog wrong? "
Wang Yingxiang lay on the stone table, crying for who knows how long, and she didn't know what she was crying for.
She knew that she liked Zhan Feiyun, that was for sure. The obstacle that she couldn't get over was that she was a bad woman.
Now, Xiao Feng told her that the opportunity for her to change her heart was deliberately created by Xiao Feng. She was right, and her only knot in her heart was resolved, and she would no longer be in pain.
But why is the pain replaced by an extremely sour feeling, so sour that I can't stop crying, and so astringent that I can't even open my mouth?
Is this growing pains? Is this the pain of choice? Is this the pain of never having a perfect way in the world?
Xiao Feng walked out of the Moon Gate, patted Qiaoqiao's head, and looked at Zhan Feiyun who was standing in the distance. He stood outside the banquet, holding wine and a handful of peanuts in his hand, eating them deliciously.
Xiao Feng took Qiaoqiao's hand, strode into the banquet, filled a glass of wine, touched a glass with Zhang Wuxin, who was already drunk, and drank it all in one gulp. .
After the spiciness, there is a warm current, and after the bitterness, there is a touch of sweetness. This is the taste of love, so it has been difficult for people to let go of it for thousands of years.
Zhang Juzheng, who was sitting at the official table, also drank a lot and slapped the table to make noises.
"Brother Xiao is extremely talented and talented in literature. Today is the wedding day. Why don't Brother Xiao recite a poem as a congratulation?"
Everyone also shouted, with an attitude of just watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously. Xiao Feng wanted to refuse, but Zhang Wuxin also grabbed his arm.
"Yes, Brother Xiao, I happened to catch up with you when you got married last time, but you were not there at that time. I am getting married today, please help me write a song!"
As soon as Zhang Wuxin opened his mouth, Liu Xueer knew that Xiao Feng would definitely not refuse, and immediately asked Xiaomei to take out the pen and ink, while Zhang Yunqing rushed to polish it.
Ink.
Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Wuxin's face. That half-god, half-ghost face showed sincere trust and happiness from the bottom of his heart. Xiao Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother, from now on you will be a family man, no longer a martial arts idiot, no longer a prodigal son, no longer a god of murder.
You are a husband, and you will be a father in the future. You have to go to Chunyan Tower less often, and you have to remember to go home when you are drunk, no matter how far home is or how close Chunyan Tower is. "
Everyone laughed, and the drunk Zhang Wuxin also laughed. No one saw it, and Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with water.
Xiao Feng took the pen, and Liu Xueer smoothed the paper herself again, looking at Xiao Feng with a smile.
In the distance, Wang Yingxiang walked out of the Moon Gate, the tears on her face had been wiped away, and she looked at Zhan Feiyun with a smile, who was pushing forward desperately to read and write.
"The dragon travels through the clouds and rains and finally returns to the sea; the eagle strikes the sky and cannot stay in the sky. The drunkard is reluctant to return home, and the bright moon travels thousands of miles across the mountains."
