In Wenren Mansion, there are rockeries and weeping willows in the courtyard, and the green paths are quiet.
Under the gallery pavilion, Wenren Jinping was waving ink on rice paper with a soft brush in his hand, while the maid beside him was sitting upright and caressing the Yaoqin.
The melody was melodious and the pace was measured, but Wenren Jinping, who was writing the pen, suddenly paused and said softly: "Wrong!"
The waitress stopped playing the piano, nodded and said with a chuckle: "I was just a little anxious, but the young lady heard it. The young lady's ears are really not what a mortal should have."
"The melody of "Good Night in the Clear Night" is elegant, quiet, and melancholy. If it were too hasty, it would spoil the mood." Wenren Jinping said slowly.
"What the lady said is, I'll just play it again." The maid said with a smile. It could be seen that she was close to Wen Ren Jinping and they got along very naturally.
And just when the maid was about to play the piano again, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the courtyard.
"What's wrong? I heard that Huanxi's piano skills are excellent, but it's Jinping that your demands are too high."
A fat figure walked towards here along the corridor. Seeing this, the maid quickly stood up from the stone bench, and Wenren Jinping also put down the soft hair in her hand.
"Daddy."
"master!"
Wenren Yunjian smiled at the maid Huanxi and said, "I think Huanxi's piano skills are no less than those of the piano masters outside."
Huanxi felt a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Master, you are exaggerating. It's all because of the young lady's training."
Wenren Jinping was dressed in a white fairy dress, elegant in manners, and said with a smile: "Huanxi piano art is indeed excellent, but if it is wrong, it is wrong. Besides, this "Qing Ye Good Night" was created by your friend Mr. He Ruobofu, dad. Why didn’t you hear it?”
Wen Renyun admonished, "Even if Bo Fu comes to play, there is no guarantee that it will be perfect every time. It's Jin Ping that you are too picky."
Wenren Jinping stopped arguing with his father and stood there smiling without saying a word.
At this time, Wenren Yunjian turned his eyes to the copybook on the stone table and whispered: "The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and the clouds are floating in the sky..."
After reading only one sentence, he smiled and said, "It's Shen Rongxi's poem again."
Wenren Jinping's eyes also turned to the poem on the stone table, and said softly: "This poem is not famous among the works of layman Nan Chuang, but dad actually knows it."
Wenren Yunjian burst out laughing: "You underestimate your father too much. You should ask Shen Nanchuang if she knows me, Wenren Yunjian."
Wenren Jinping's eyes showed a look of anger: "You are one of the three outstanding figures of martial arts. Everyone in the world knows my father well, but Nanchuang layman is not a high-ranking official, but she amazes the world with her literary talents. She is no worse than my father."
Wude is the reign name of the late emperor, and it is now the seventh year of Yongchang.
Wenren Yunjian heard the words and said with a smile: "You are so partial to the layman Nanchuang. If you let him know, he will definitely feel that you have a close friend in the world."
Wenren Jinping sighed softly and said, "It would be great if Master Nanchuang really knew my name."
These words made Wenren Yunjian ponder, and he walked in the pavilion for a long time and said: "Your marriage is coming soon. My father can hold a poetry gathering before that and invite the layman Nanchuang to come to the capital of God so that you can meet her." "
Wenren Jinping was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on his originally graceful and peaceful face: "Is what dad said true?"
Wenren Yun admonished her and laughed and said, "Why did my father lie to you? However, the road to Yunzhou is far away, and Shen Rong's well-known aloof temperament may not give her this face to her father."
He paused for a moment, then thought for a moment and then said: "Let's wait for the reply from Nanchuang layman first. If she is willing to come, we can hold this poetry meeting. If she is not willing, forget it. My father is too lazy to talk to those scribes. They toss."
Wenren Jinping couldn't help but told him: "When dad sends people there, don't lose etiquette... Why don't my daughter edit the book herself... Forget it, let dad write it."
Although she was known as a talented woman in Luoyang, it was because outsiders praised her because she came from a noble family and was well-advised by others. She was not well-known outside Luoyang.
Wenren advised and comforted her: "Don't be impatient. If you are destined to meet her, we will meet one day."
"...That's what dad said." Wenren Jinping quickly calmed down and said softly.
Wenren Yunjian thought for a while, looked at his daughter and said: "Your marriage..."
Wenren Jinping took the initiative to take over his words and said quietly: "Dad will not harm his daughter, and the marriage he arranges must be for his daughter's good."
"...If you really think so, that would be the best."
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An Yan's marriage is being prepared in an orderly manner.
Wedding clothes also came out for An Yan to try on.
The wedding attire of the Xuantang Dynasty was about red for men and green for women. The bright red dress worn by Anyan was bright and festive, complicated and expensive.
There was also the matter of ancestor worship during the process. An Yan heard Yu Jingtang say that Yanzhou was in chaos and it was not easy to go back and ask for a memorial tablet. With An Yan's consent, Yu Jingtang An ancestral tablet was re-erected for An Yan.
But there was only his "father" An Guanglie. Even so, An Yan performed an extremely complicated kowtow ceremony in the direction of Yanzhou under the warning of the etiquette officer.
In the name of the An family, every interaction that Yu Jingtang had with the Wen family followed etiquette.
Nacai, asking for names, Naji, Nazheng, and asking for dates.
The date of the wedding has also been decided. Next month, which is the 25th of July, is the time for marriage and sacrifice.
It was already the end of June, and the wedding was less than a month away. This was already much faster than the normal process.
In Luoyang City, it was also reported that Wenren Yunjian, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, was getting married to Yu Jingtang, the Duke of Wei, the internal history of Feng Pavilion and his left servant.
But it was just a rumor. Many people thought that Yu Huanting, the son of Yu Jingtang, and Wen Ren Jinping were getting married. Only those who knew the real news understood that the person Wen Ren Jinping was marrying was just one of Yu Jingtang's children. A distant nephew.
Yu Huanzhang came to see Anyan once and took Anyan out to play. He said he came to congratulate her, but Anyan could feel that he was deeply worried.
An Yan can figure out what's on his mind at a glance, so he won't try to expose it.
Master Xuanyi has not been here during this time, but Chaojin and Lukui come every night as a routine matter.
The two women would report to Anyan every day about the current situation of Master Xuanyi, and at Anyan's request, they taught Anyan a lot of knowledge about cultivation.
An Yan learned a piece of information from them, that is, Master Xuanyi was practicing with the things taken from him, but doing so seemed to have some side effects. Every time he finished practicing, his skin would turn red, as if it had been cooked. .
This made An Yan instantly think of the scene when the maid Xiang Yun was affected.
Is it possible that Master Xuanyi will be influenced by him again? !
An Yan had this thought in his mind. Master Xuanyi was clearly a spiritual monk, wasn't he? There should be a huge gap between the Qi realm and the spiritual realm.
His thoughts were turbulent, and he finally came to an uncertain conclusion. Maybe Xuanyi would also be affected by him, but her cultivation was so advanced that she could suppress this power that confused people's hearts!
Otherwise, Master Xuanyi had tried so many times before, and he should have bowed to him like Chaojin and Lukui.
This gave An Yan a clearer understanding of his own physique.
Master Xuanyi may not be waiting for a suitable opportunity to pick off her Yuanyang, but she may not be able to bear it completely!
The Dual Cultivation Technique she gave herself was probably to help her relieve some stress when she thought of that step.
The more An Yan thought about it, the more it seemed possible. If this were not the case, Master Xuanyi would not need to put so much thought into himself. He would just throw away a furnace after using it.
Time passed day by day, An Yan never saw Yu Nian at home, and even if he asked the maid and servants, they didn't know.
"The eldest lady is always elusive. Sometimes it is normal not to return to the house for a month." The maids replied.
July.
An Yan heard the news: The Queen of Heaven has returned to Luoyang from Chang'an!
Outside the gate of Luoyang City.
There were originally a lot of refugees here, but they had been driven elsewhere by the sergeants, and the ground had been specially cleaned.
All the officials, led by Yu Jingtang and Shen Tuying, were waiting here. The ceremonial guards were neat and solemn, with the hundred-meter-high city gate tower at their backs. It was a solemn scene!
Xuanjiawei rode on the gear war horse Fengxingju and galloped on the main road, returning from time to time.
"The Holy Queen of Heaven is twenty miles away from Luoyang!"
"Fifteen miles!"
"Ten miles!"
Yu Jingtang, wearing purple court uniform, stood in front of the officials, looking towards the end of the road.
The many officials behind him were all dressed formally, and they gathered around and whispered.
Everyone could see a dark shadow from a distance, and the ceremonial officer immediately ordered the music to be played, and the majestic ceremonial music instantly resounded throughout the area.
"The Queen of Heaven has taken care of the matter of going to Beijing." Wenren Yunjian came to Yu Jingtang's side and said.
Hearing this, Yu Jingtang glanced sideways at Shentu Ying who was standing aside, and responded lightly.
Shentu Ying did not wear court clothes like other officials, but wore a large brown robe. His body shape was stronger and fatter than Wenren Yunjian looked, and he was a head taller than ordinary people. His hair was just combed casually. At the back of his head, his beard seemed to be unkempt, his eyes were sunken, and his gaze was cold and stern.
Wenren Yunjian's fatness made him look kind and friendly, but Shentu Ying's fatness made him look even more vicious.
Among all the officials, he alone seemed to stand out and be out of place.
This act of not wearing official uniform was not in line with etiquette, but no one dared to say anything. Even Wen Renyun, the Minister of Rites, turned a blind eye to his advice.
The black shadow in the distance was getting closer and closer, and with good eyesight, one could clearly see that it was a massive motorcade.
"All the officials kneel down to welcome you!" the ceremonial officer shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the officials, except for the honor guard who couldn't kneel down, cheered and knelt down, but Shentu Ying's strong and fat figure was the only one who still stood there upright.
At this time, the chief ceremonial officer came to Yu Jingtang's side and whispered: "Master Yu, according to etiquette, you don't have to kneel so early."
Yu Jingtang glanced sideways and said calmly: "Can't I kneel down?"
The ceremonial officer suddenly choked and glanced at Shentu Ying who was standing there. He wanted to say something, but was pulled aside by Wen Ren Yunjian, who indicated that he could leave.
After waiting for a long time, the convoy driver finally arrived outside Luoyang City. Six golden geared horses were in front, pulling together an extremely luxurious dragon chariot.
A female official walked up to the hundred officials and said to Yu Jingtang and Shen Tuying: "The Queen asks Duke Zhen and Duke Wei to pass."
Yu Jingtang then got up from the ground, followed Shen Tuying, and walked towards the dragon chariot.
"I respectfully welcome the Queen of Heaven back to the capital!"
Shen Tuying finally knelt down and did not open the curtain on the dragon chariot. He only knew that there might be someone sitting inside.
"Okay, you two, get up." A majestic female voice came from the dragon chariot, her tone was calm and a little lazy.
"Thank you, Queen!" The two of them responded at the same time, and then stood up from the ground.
"If you still have to go through this kind of trouble when you return to Luoyang, please get up, all the ministers and ministers. The ground is full of stones, and it's hard to kneel down."
The female official on the side immediately went to convey the holy will and ordered all officials to stand up.
"Yu Jingtang, I heard that your nephew is getting married?"
"The Queen of Heaven is the daughter of the Minister of Rites who heard the admonition of others."
"You know how to choose." The man in the dragon chariot chuckled.
"Have the annual tribute matters between the two countries been arranged?"
Yu Jingtang bowed and responded: "Everything is ready. Envoys from the outside world have also entered the pass. Now Lingzhou, which is closest to the Three Realms Pass, is listening to the announcement."
The dragon chariot responded calmly again: "Well, go back."
The female officer outside Luan immediately signaled the chariot to start, and the six-headed mechanical horse pulled the dragon chariot towards Luoyang City.
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An Yan was not interested in the Queen's return to the Capital of Gods, and it had nothing to do with him.
Now that the entire Luoyang City is under martial law, it is not allowed to go out, so An Yan just practices at home.
He faintly heard bursts of music and rituals coming from outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he guessed that the Queen of Heaven's car had already entered the city.
Boom!
A thunderous sound suddenly sounded between the heaven and the earth, awakening An Yan who had been concentrating on cultivation.
Looking out the window, I found that the originally sunny weather outside had suddenly turned into dark clouds.
The wind was blowing loudly, and the branches and leaves in the yard began to sway violently. It seemed like it was going to rain, and the showers seemed to be quite heavy.
But this strange change in the sky made An Yan feel something was wrong.
The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and lower, and the wind was so strong that it blew open the tightly closed windows.
Boom!
There was another thunder that resounded across the sky, and An Yan saw a thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl falling from the black clouds, making the originally darkened world instantly brighten!
This is...someone is going to survive the tribulation?
An Yan was a little surprised. He didn't know if monks in this world needed to survive the tribulation.
But looking at this scene, it seems that there is more than just rain.
Lightning flashed out from the thundercloud, making the atmosphere between heaven and earth extremely depressing. Xiangyun, Zhenniang and Zhang Quan all came to the yard at this moment, looking up in the same direction at the same time.
Suddenly, An Yan heard a dragon roar!
The sound was loud and clear, and it was estimated that the whole of Luoyang might have heard it!
what happened?
An Yan was puzzled. He saw golden light beginning to appear in the black clouds in the sky, like cracks on the surface of a dark thing. The golden light became more and more powerful and dazzling!
Another dragon roar!
An Yan could see clearly now that a huge figure in the distance soared towards the sky, directly defeating all the black clouds.
The clouds are clearing and the sky is bright.
Thousands of golden lights scattered and countless auspicious clouds shrouded it, turning the city of gods into a veritable fairyland!
An Yan was stunned and speechless. He saw clearly what that figure was. It was hovering over the entire Luoyang at the moment!
It's the brass dragon!
