What a familiar scene, what a familiar newcomer...
Wang Gui suddenly seemed to have seen something. He was startled and stood up directly, leaning against the wall with his single eye staring at the newlyweds through the gap.
To be precise, it was focused on the groom. Although the bride was also tall, she was wearing a phoenix crown and a veil. Even her neck was covered tightly, and not even a trace of flesh could be seen.
Although the groom's face cannot be seen clearly due to the distance, the unusually tall figure, the noble and fitting crimson dress, and the body and temperament of every move, how can Wang Gui, who has been born and raised together for 20 years, recognize him? Not coming out.
"Er...Erlang!"
Wang Gui stared at the tall figure in a crimson dress and exhaled unconsciously.
Yes, the groom on the stage was exactly the second man of the Wang family he was looking for, Wang Zhi.
The time, the attire, and what the young man in the village just said were all correct. Who else could he be if he wasn't his second son!
Although he didn't know what Erlang experienced after leaving the city, based on the known information and a moment of thinking, Wang Gui made a basic judgment in his mind.
It seems that he was chased into the mountains by Tong Guan's soldiers, met the master of Langya Village, and was rescued. The master of Langya Village took a fancy to Erlang and wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law, but Erlang was unable to refuse, so he accepted. Wait for the opportunity to get out of trouble.
The life and death of his father and brother were unknown. Wang Gui did not believe that Erlang would be willing to become a copycat son-in-law. He must have been unable to control himself.
Seeing the groom's right arm hanging still, Wang Gui understood.
Erlang was seriously injured and has not recovered.
"I won't ask you your past name, or who your enemies are. As long as you treat Shu'er well in the future, even if you offend the emperor, I will bear the burden for you. Do you understand?"
The old man on the stage is nearly fifty years old, but his voice is still as loud as a bell. Sitting on the chair with a big horse and a golden sword, he does not look at all old. It is Wenfeng, the leader of Langya Village.
"My son-in-law will remember my father-in-law's teachings and invite him to tea."
Wang Zhi lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head to serve tea. He did not dare to say that the person he offended was the emperor.
This little bandit village could be wiped out eight hundred times by the emperor even if he plucked a hair from it. Even if the old man made such a big statement in front of his younger generation, Wang Erlang was not stupid enough to take it seriously.
"Um."
Wenfeng took a sip of his son-in-law's new tea, put it aside, and then looked at his daughter.
"Dad, please have some tea."
The bride wearing a veil also bowed to serve tea, her voice was soft and soft, her face could not be seen, and her sorrow and joy could not be heard.
"Daughter..." The old village leader sighed softly and took the tea cup, with tears hidden in his eyes, "Don't blame dad for making his own decisions. Your mother left early, and dad has always cared about your marriage. Dad's wish There is only one thing, and that is to see you get married and start a family. If you get married today, you can fulfill your father's wish. A hundred years later, you will be able to have the honor to meet your mother."
"Dad, my daughter understands."
The bride's voice trembled and she was slightly emotional.
Wang Erlang watched quietly from the side, without any empathy, as if he was an outsider.
"Couple greetings!"
Seeing the old village leader drinking the bride's tea, the master of ceremonies sang loudly on the side.
Wang Zhi turned sideways, looked at the bride he had never met before, and bowed.
To him, it doesn't matter whether the bride is ugly or beautiful, or even human or ghost. He has only one wife, and that is Miss Cao.
As for this, the thief has done too many evil things, and this is not the least of them.
"It's done!"
As the emcee sang loudly, the village suddenly became lively, with younger guys blowing whistles and making noises about having a wedding ceremony.
The bride was led down by her personal maid. Wang Zhi accepted everyone's congratulations and toasts with a smile. His eyes accidentally caught sight of something, but he was so shocked that he almost spit out the wine he had just poured into his mouth.
"Hahahaha...Brother, look what a treasure I got."
After a wild laugh, the tall and sturdy second master walked up to the stage and handed over a Zhangba silver spear that was like a dragon.
Although the sun has set, the silver gun still shines brightly, which makes the old village leader unable to take his eyes away when he sees the gun.
He is a person who knows the goods. He took the dragon pattern gun and looked at it for a while and then solemnly asked: "This gun is not an ordinary gun. Where did the second brother get it?"
The second master replied truthfully: "It's a one-eyed stutterer who said he came from Tokyo to look for someone. I can't believe he's lying. Moreover, this person is good at martial arts and is not weaker than me. I intend to recruit him, but he doesn't want to. I am I wanted to kill him, but I also thought that today is my niece’s happy day and I wouldn’t want to see blood, so I captured her.”
The old village leader nodded, pushed back the dragon pattern gun and said: "Since he is not from Centipede Village and he is a good man, why bother to harm his life? Let him go tomorrow."
"Brother, we can't just let him go!" the second leader said anxiously, "Even if we don't kill him, we still want this kid to be used by our village. Now Centipede Village has received strong support from nowhere, causing us trouble everywhere and seizing our territory. , seized our fertile farmland, and injured many of our brothers. If we can't regain our position, I'm afraid they will invade the village. This stutterer is a good player. Let the third child try it tomorrow. With the old man San’s talk might be able to convince him.”
The old village leader was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
When a middle-aged man next to him heard this, he put down the food and wine in his hands and continued: "Okay, I will go meet that boy tomorrow. The second brother is right. Today is different from the past. Centipede Village bullies people too much. The two villages are indispensable. Having done it once, the more fighting power we have, the more chance we have of winning."
The third master said as he stood up and pulled the two masters over, "Come, brothers, sit down and have a drink. We are very happy today. Don't talk about those unlucky things. We will have enough to eat and drink. We will do their work tomorrow."
"Well... uncle, come and offer your second uncle a bowl of wine."
Wang Zhi came back to his senses, looked at the third master who waved to him, and walked over with a wine bowl, "I have met the second uncle, and my nephew respects the second uncle."
Wang Erlang leaned slightly and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, hahahaha... What a good boy, I'm so lucky to have a son-in-law like this."
When the second master saw Wang Erlang, who was as tall as a god general, he was also very happy, and he also picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"My nephew just heard from my second uncle that he captured a strong man with good martial arts. I wonder where he is now?"
As if he was afraid of misunderstanding, Wang Zhi added: "I don't know, but my nephew is also good at wielding swords and spears. Seeing that this spear is very good, I think the master must be good at marksmanship. If there is a chance, I should ask him for advice." .”
"Haha... Okay!" The second master patted his shoulder and smiled, "Young people should have more exchanges and exchanges, so that they can improve their martial arts. That man is in the woodshed and has not yet joined the stronghold. Wait until your third uncle convinces him to join the stronghold. , there are plenty of opportunities, if he doesn’t want to, my second uncle will accompany you to discuss.”
"Thank you very much, uncle."
Wang Zhi responded with a smile and then changed the subject. He toasted with Zhuo, a group of elders, and gradually approached the woodshed without leaving a trace.
Seeing his back, the third master ordered the two black boys who were drinking in the village. The two boys nodded in agreement and followed Wang Zhi.
The Third Master, who returned to his seat, turned sideways and said softly: "Brother, I see that your son-in-law has an extraordinary bearing and an unknown origin. He doesn't look like he can live in the village for a long time. Are you sure?"
The leader of the village shook his head, "I don't care where he comes from, and I don't want to control him. As long as he can leave Shu'er with a son and a half, so that Shu'er can have a companion in the future, I will let him go and stay if he can." It's best. If he can't stay, don't force him. As long as he still has some conscience, and because I saved his life, he can come back to visit their mother and son from time to time, that's enough."
"I'm getting old and I can't stay with Shu'er for much longer. Her eldest brother doesn't like her either. If there are no more children, who will take care of her in the future?"
The third master was silent for a long time after hearing this. He just poured two bowls of wine and drank them all with the village master.
Wang Erlang, who was walking crookedly, turned around and looked at the two big black men. He smelled of alcohol when he spoke, "I've already married... your little lady, why are you still following me?"
Erheixin said bluntly: "Uncle, it's not enough to get married, you still have to live."
Dahei slapped him, scolded him for talking too much, and then said: "There are many traps around the village. My uncle is not familiar with the terrain, so he needs someone to follow him."
Wang Erlang pursed his lips and did not refute. He thought of his sneaking away the night before and fell into a pit before leaving the stronghold.
"Uncle, where are you going?"
"pee."
Behind the woodshed, the sound of rushing water sounded quickly. Wang Erlang looked up at the moonlight and asked, "What do you think is the most important thing in a person's life?"
Erhei replied: "It's money. With money, you can buy food, go to the brothels in the city every day, and eat well in restaurants every day."
"No, it's a right." Dahei expressed his objection.
Wang Erlang looked at him in surprise.
"When you have power, a lot of people will come to give you money."
Wang Erlang withdrew his gaze and stared at the wall of the demolished house, wanting to see what was going on inside.
But he couldn't see anything and could only sigh: "It's life, and there is hope when you are alive."
He shook the objects in his hands and pulled up his pants, "If you live, you will have money and rights, so you must live."
In the dark woodshed, Wang Gui nodded lightly.
He thought that Erlang must have known that he was coming, so he came to remind him to stay alive.
It's just that he didn't dare to respond aloud. It's better not to recognize each other at this time. With twenty thousand taels of silver and a son-in-law, there is no need to guess any choice.
People here probably only saw the wanted notice from the court, and only knew that Erlang killed Tong Guan and fled, but they didn't know the details, because the people of Bianjing who knew the details were no longer able to leave the city.
Otherwise, if we knew that Erlang escaped on his wedding day and was seriously injured and was chased by soldiers, then there would be no need to guess the identity of this cheap man.
"Let's go. One day, I will take you out of the mountains and get a lot of money and absolute rights."
"Okay!"
"What's wrong? My uncle wants to run away again..."
In a boudoir filled with the delicate fragrance of women, the bride wearing a veil sat quietly on the bed, her hands clenched unconsciously, showing that the owner's mind was actually not quiet.
Messy footsteps approached, and the bride clenched her fists tighter.
The door was opened, and a man smelling of alcohol came in.
