Who is Kalayang Jin? She is the youngest daughter of the Dharma King.
Although she is not a legitimate daughter, she is still the Dharma King's biological daughter.
She is not very old either, only about fifteen this year.
Not only is she young, but she is also a beautiful Gesanghua.
After all, Han people are well-matched, and Tubo is even more particular about being well-matched. Chaba can only marry Chaba, nobles can only marry nobles, and Langsheng can only marry Langsheng.
The housekeeper swallowed his saliva and raised his head with difficulty: "Butler, you are wrong. We are Langsheng, and our marriage should be Langsheng."
"By the way, from now on, you are not Lang Sheng, but Chaba." Zhuoga Bai Niang scolded the three servants, "Don't open their anklets yet."
In order to prevent Langson from escaping, the nobles put anklets or shackles on them.
Although it is not made of iron, it is made of green steel tree, which is not much worse than iron.
After hearing the butler's instructions, these servants looked jealous and only used the keys to open the anklets of the Fang family members.
Just now they were still condescending and looking down on the Fang family.
Now not only is the Fang family no longer a Langsheng family, but they are also favored by the Dharma King's youngest daughter, who will soon become their master.
The housekeeper moved his hands and feet, led his family, and bowed to the housekeeper: "Thank you, housekeeper. I wonder why we are no longer Langsheng?"
He just said that they had committed sins in their previous lives and had come to repay their debts in this life. They had already accepted their fate and were prepared to die in hiding.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he would no longer be Langsheng.
"You're welcome, because you are Han people. From now on, Han people are no longer Langsheng." Zhuoga Bai Niang was not only polite, but also bowed in return.
Fang’s father and his family looked at each other in confusion. Aren’t the Han people the lowest status? When did the Han people’s status rise to such a high level?
They had been staying in the palace, unaware that earth-shaking changes had taken place outside.
Seeing that the always aloof housekeeper actually bowed to his family, the Fang family felt like they were in a dream, with their mouths wide open enough to stuff a fish in.
The house father couldn't believe it was true. He pinched it hard with his nails until he felt pain, and then he believed it was true.
The house father swallowed hard, bowed to the housekeeper, and said in a loud voice: "Butler, we are just Chabas now, and we still can't match the young lady of the Dharma King's family. Please arrange a place for us in Chaba's house. Little lady."
"It's simple. I will marry you, and you will be given thousands of dollars of family property, a hundred acres of land, and a villa. Your family will become nobles, right?" Zhuoga Bai Niang shook her head and looked at the family with a smile on her face.
The house's father shook his head and pinched his thigh again: "Butler, I must be dreaming."
"Of course this is not a dream, but a fact." Bai Niang Zhuoga said extremely seriously, "As long as you promise me to marry you."
After saying that, her originally gloomy eyes suddenly became energetic, and she looked at the Fang family members with vigour.
The father of the house thought for a while, bowed to the white lady Zhuoga, and asked puzzledly: "Obviously our two families are in the sky and under the ground. We have the wrong door and the wrong household. Why does the young lady want to marry the eldest man?"
"Forget it, let me make things clear to you. Miss Yang Jin likes your elder brother." Bai Niang Zhuoga didn't hide anything, "Do you agree now?"
"I agree." Seeing that Fang's father was still hesitating, Fang's mother with a smile couldn't wait to agree.
Seeing the house mother agree, Zhuoga Bai Niang felt like she was trembling.
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it." He said to his father: "Today is an auspicious day, so let's get married!"
"So fast?" Fang's mother and house father couldn't believe their ears and looked at each other. Fang's mother asked.
The father of the house thought for a while and asked naa na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na without going through the process of nacai, asking for auspiciousness, najia, nazheng, asking for an appointment, and personally welcoming him?
From the perspective of Fang's father and Fang's mother, the other party was the daughter of the current Dharma King, with overwhelming power. She had to go through these procedures no matter what, and it would be difficult to complete them in less than a month.
Zhuoga Bai Niang patted her withered old hand, and a Taoist priest came out.
This Taoist priest is about forty, has three long beards, a rosy complexion, and a bit of an immortal spirit.
Behind the Taoist priest was a young Taoist priest, about fifteen years old.
"Show Da Lang's horoscope to the poor Taoist." The Taoist priest said solemnly to the father of the house while holding the Fuchen and stroking his beard.
When the father of the house saw that he was a Taoist priest with a somewhat immortal spirit, he said nothing.
He took out the birth date of Fang Da from his chest and handed it to the Taoist Master respectfully.
Zhuoga Bai Niang also nodded, took out the little lady's birth date from her sleeve, and gave it to the Taoist Master.
The Taoist priest took the two people's birthdays and horoscopes, sat down in front of the desk, and began to tell fortunes.
About a cup of tea, the Taoist priest stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Housekeeper, uncle, the young lady and the old man are a perfect match. Not only do their horoscopes match, but today is an auspicious time."
When Fang's father and mother saw that the Taoist priest had said this, they were immediately overjoyed and saluted to the Taoist priest one after another: "Thank you, Taoist priest."
"Why are you still standing there? You haven't set up the wedding hall and the wedding banquet yet." Zhuoga Bai Niang's wrinkled old face suddenly showed a rare brilliance and gave orders to a group of subordinates.
At this time, Xiniang had already come over, surrounded the Fang family, and went to the house to change clothes.
At the same time, red lanterns began to be hung up, firecrackers burst out, gongs and drums were loud, and the entire Dharma King's palace was filled with joy.
It seemed that the voice in the palace was a bit monotonous, and another voice came from outside.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, the sound of cavalry running came from outside the palace.
As soon as they ran to the door of Fa Wang's palace, the sound of firecrackers suddenly came from the palace. There were also two big red lanterns hanging on the door of the palace.
Zhuoga Bai Niang was preparing for a happy event when a palace guard stumbled in.
"How can you be so rude in a hurry?" Zhuoga Bai Niang looked at the crowd who were playing and scolded her angrily.
One of her men stepped forward and kicked the palace guard to the ground.
The guard did not dare to raise his head, so he knelt on the ground and pointed outside, panting and saying: "Tell the housekeeper, it's coming, it's coming."
"What's coming? What are you doing? I can't explain clearly." Zhuoga Bai Niang's subordinate kicked him again, and the guard fell to the ground with a bang.
The guard simply fell to the ground and still pointed outside and said: "Tell the housekeeper that the Han people are here."
"The Han people are here, what kind of Han people are they?" Zhuoga Bai Niang looked down at the guard and asked as calmly as possible.
The guard did not dare to raise his head and looked at the ground and replied: "Tell the steward that they are Han cavalry."
"Approximately how many are there?" Zhuoga Bai Niang's expression changed and she asked impatiently.
The guard thought for a moment before replying: "It is estimated that there are hundreds of people."
"Steward, what should we do now? The Han cavalry is coming in soon?" When the deputy steward Tsering Wangmo heard this, he couldn't help but tremble.
She is about forty years old, has a little white hair, and a lot of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Zhuoga Bai Niang's face was extremely ugly, and her face was as gloomy as water.
The wedding has not yet taken place here, but the Han cavalry has already arrived there.
He kept circling the table, like an ant on a hot pot.
She drank the butter tea in the bowl in one gulp and was about to throw the bowl to the ground.
But looking at the lively performance among the crowd, she sighed, and then gently placed the tea bowl on the table.
This is a happy event, how can we allow something that would disgrace the scenery to happen?
Thinking of this, Zhuoga Bai Niang waved to the deputy housekeeper Tsering Wangmo: "The wedding is going on, I'll go out and take a look."
Wu Chun had just been promoted to squad leader and was sent to ransack his home.
When Wu Ren, the captain of the guardsmen, looked at the red lantern hung in the palace, he could stuff a duck egg in his mouth: "What a coincidence. Did you know that your house was going to be ransacked, so you held a happy event?"
"Sure enough, there are still red lanterns hanging. I remember that there were no red lanterns in Fawang's Mansion before." Wang Min, the chief clerk, looked at the red lanterns and fell into deep thought.
Wu Chun did not speak, but suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked at the deputy commander Solangdeji: "Solang, has the Dharma King ever hung a red lantern before?"
"Red lantern?" Solangeji thought for a while and finally shook his head, "I have never seen a red lantern hanging in the King's Palace."
Wu Chun couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's such a coincidence that we came here. We didn't meet anyone celebrating a wedding, and there are obviously Han people there."
"What a coincidence." Wang Min also smiled bitterly: "Commander, what should we do about this matter?"
Wu Chun turned around, rode his horse, and came to a scholar.
Wu Chun saluted Xiao Huadong, the miscellaneous secretary of the Jianguo Mansion, and asked: "Master Xiao, you are a civil servant. What should you do about this matter?"
Confiscating a house is a matter for military attaches, and civilian officials are responsible for supervision, so Xiao Huadong also brought two of his men over to supervise.
Xiao Huadong was originally a small official in the capital and had almost never ridden a horse. He didn't start learning to ride a horse until he came to Xixian County. Since he was not familiar with the technique, he naturally ran to the back.
"Ask the housekeeper to ask what happened?" Xiao Huadong thought for a while and decided to ask.
Zhuoga Bai Niang came out and saw that there were indeed hundreds of Han cavalry with weapons in their hands.
They arrived with weapons, obviously to ransack the house.
A few days ago, I heard that King Dharma led an army of 100,000 to attack Qingtang City. Zhuoga and Bai Niang felt that the good days of the Han people were at an end.
After all, there were only more than two thousand Han soldiers and horses in the city, while the Dharma King brought one hundred thousand soldiers and horses outside.
One hundred thousand soldiers and horses attacked Qingtang City, which was defended by only 2,000, which was equivalent to fifty Tibetan warriors attacking one Han.
What's more, I heard that there are still 10,000 Tibetan cavalry in the city who may rebel at any time.
Everyone in the Dharma King's palace unanimously believed that the Dharma King would definitely win.
However, although Bai Niang Zhuoga believed that the Dharma King would eventually win, she remained calm and did not dare to act rashly.
After all, before the King of Dharma captured Qingtang City, the palace was still controlled by the Han people.
What we never expected was that the Dharma King's army of 100,000 men was almost completely wiped out by the Han people in less than half a month.
Now Zhuoga Bai Niang realizes the reality. The Han people are far more powerful than she imagined.
I heard that the Dharma King had lost the battle, and it was obviously inevitable to confiscate his home.
She tapped her teeth up and down and simply bit her tongue.
Feeling her body swaying, she hurriedly held on to the wall and slowly came to the door.
Zhuoga Bai Niang bowed to Xiao Huadong and the others: "I would like to inform the three officials that today is the day when my little lady and the Han people will be happy."
As if she was afraid that the three of them would not be able to hear clearly, she specifically emphasized the word "Han".
"It turns out that Han people are holding a happy event here, which is gratifying." Xiao Huadong thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and turned to look at Wu Chun, "Since it is a Han people holding a happy event, then I won't disturb others."
"That's right, since it's a Han Chinese wedding, let's forget it today. When will it come?" Wu Chun nodded and agreed with Xiao Huadong's suggestion.
Xiao Huadong looked up at the sky and thought for a while: "I can't do it today, let's do it tomorrow. We Han people are very particular about etiquette. Since we have encountered a happy event, should we give you a gift?"
"That's right, confiscating a house and giving gifts are one and the same. Our etiquette must be done politely." After Wu Chun finished speaking, he took out a pick-up card from his pocket.
With Wu Chun taking the lead, he quickly collected fifty pick-up cards and handed them to the gatekeeper Zhuo Gabai Niang.
Zhuoga Bai Niang received the congratulatory gift and looked at Wu Chun's retreating back, feeling at a loss.
Instead of being happy, she was extremely sad.
I have escaped today, what will I do tomorrow?
