Chapter 242: It Turns Out that the Prime Minister in White Clothes in the Hexagram Is Not Me
Han Yanliang was leaning on a short table, her wide sleeves trailing to the ground.
During the day, she heard all the conversation between her brother and Shen Yijue at the door of the dormitory.
That old man had no intention of asking to marry her at all.
She picked up the fallen petals on her skirt and said leisurely: "Da Shen and Xiao Shen are just motivated by sex. When it comes to being hurt by love, he obviously can't get what he wants, so he is worried. Men are used to it. She knows how to talk sweet words, so we women, it’s better not to give yourself up so easily.”
The beauty lowered her curled eyelashes, and there was a sneer on her pretty face.
It seems that he has underestimated feelings.
Nan Baoyi sighed silently in his heart.
She rolled up her sleeves and poured wine for the two of them: "During the trip to Luoyang, my second brother gained the allegiance of a local family, and Boss Han recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan. It is a full harvest to have a brother who loves and protects you. Let's have a drink together. celebrate?"
Han Yanliang took the wine cup.
She didn't drink, but tilted her head and said, "We have gained a lot, what did you get?"
Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows: "I was born with the favor of my grandmother, and I am luckier than my second brother and Boss Han. Over the years, my family has not only become richer, but also has the honor to join the gentry. In the future, all the children in the family will be officials. Han Boss, I am already very satisfied and don’t expect anything more.”
Han Yanliang smiled.
She raised her glass: "Let's go one."
"Eh!"
A soft cry suddenly came from one end of the corridor.
Yin Sui carried snacks filled with flower cakes, tea and fruits, stepped across the floor in her white socks, and squeezed in between Nan Baoyi and Han Yanliang with a smile on her face.
She knelt and sat down, straightened her skirt, and said softly: "You guys didn't call me up when we were talking at night. It's really disrespectful... Look, I brought these delicious foods from the kitchen. Let the three of us eat them." Come on, let’s drink some millet wine and let’s talk and admire the moon. How happy it is! Come on, I’ll fill you up with wine!”
The shadows of flowers dance.
The three girls were laughing and joking.
Verandah corner.
Bamboo curtains hang around the pavilion.
Xiao Yi looked at the little girl not far away through the thin bamboo curtain.
Han Yanliang told a joke, she hugged her belly and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up and rolled on the floor.
Yin Chaozong was displeased: "Did your Highness listen to what I said?"
Xiao Yi looked away and said calmly: "I am listening. From now on, you should pay more attention to Luoyang. As for Mr. Yin, I will protect him."
Yin Chaozong nodded.
Silence fell in the pavilion.
Everything that needs to be explained has been clearly explained, and since they are both men of few words, they fell into a silent embarrassment for a while.
Yin Chaozong racked his brains and finally came up with a topic: "When does His Highness plan to leave?"
Xiao Yi turned the cup around and said, "I heard that you are going to get married to Yin Sui? It won't be too late to leave after attending your wedding. Nan Jiaojiao likes excitement."
When he mentioned Nan Baoyi, his eyebrows would always be gentle.
Yin Chaozong followed his line of sight and looked towards the corridor.
His family's ears are out of tune.
The millet wine looked warm, but in fact it had a lot of stamina. The three girls drank too much and held hands and sang loudly in the middle of the night, frightening the birds that lived in the yard.
His eyes were fixed on Han Yanliang's face.
He said: "My sister is your subordinate, but she is also the daughter of my Yin family. Can you... let her stay in Luoyang from now on? I plan to find a marriage for her nearby, and I will watch it under my nose. As for making her suffer again."
Rough palms opened the bamboo curtain.
Shen Yijue had just come over from sword practice and was about to step into the pavilion.
Hearing this, he stared at Yin Chaozong.
Yin Chaozong did not expect his sudden appearance.
Eyes facing each other.
Yin Chaozong remembered that Han Yanliang had been bullied by the two brothers of the Shen family in the past few years, and felt cold in his heart, so he showed an unyielding attitude.
Xiao Yi smiled slightly.
He leaned back, picked up a glass of wine, and watched the show.
Shen Yijue looked sinister: "I don't agree."
Yin Chaozong: "What do you disagree with?"
"She stayed in Luoyang."
"Who is she, General Shen? In what capacity does he control her?"
"..."
Shen Yijue remained silent.
Yin Chaozong sneered: "Since you have nothing to do with it, why do you want to get involved in her affairs? Even if you are backed by the famous Shen family, she is also backed by the first-class noble family in Luoyang. General Shen is too lenient."
Xiao Yi saw the excitement and said, "It makes sense."
Shen Yijue's eyes were red.
Adi's betrayal and disappearance brought him great pain.
He lost his brother, and now he is about to lose his beauty.
In the past, he was the general of the Jinwu Guard. Everyone respected him and feared him. His life was simple and lonely.
However, Han Yanliang was like a handful of fireworks, breaking into his life with a gorgeous attitude, blooming enthusiastically wherever he saw, bringing him an experience he had never had before.
He loves that kind of passion and romance.
But he couldn't really take that firework as his own.
After a long time, his throat felt stiff: "Although you are her brother, you still have to ask her for her opinion. Maybe, maybe she is not willing to stay in Luoyang?"
Yin Chaozong's attitude was distant: "How to deal with it, I don't need General Shen, an outsider, to worry about it."
Shen Yijue tightened his grip on the long knife and was speechless.
…
Days passed by, and three days after Yin Chaozong and Yin Sui got married, Nan Baoyi and others finally set off to leave Luoyang.
The convoy was loaded with Luoyang specialties and headed west along the official road.
Nan Baoyi was sitting in the carriage, holding the gift list, counting the brocade boxes, and mumbling: "Egg yolk cakes, golden dates, and Mengjin pears for grandma, Dukang wine, walnut cakes, and Hengshui for my second uncle and dad." Braised pork…”
As she thought about it, she salivated.
She closed the gift list helplessly and touched her belly: "I can't read it anymore. If I read it again, I can't help but take a few bites first..."
A chuckle came from outside the carriage.
She rolled up the bamboo curtain curiously, and her second brother was riding on a tall horse with a smile on his thin lips.
She was not convinced: "Why are you laughing?"
The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth raised: "That means Nan Baozhu is not here, otherwise if she instigates you, you will eat those things with her. When you return to Chang'an, I'm afraid there will only be a bunch of empty boxes left."
Nan Baoyi's cheeks were red and she said harshly: "Zhuzhu is not so unbearable..."
After saying that, I really missed my little cousin.
The carriage behind was more spacious.
Xiao Sui sat in the carriage with A Ruian and Pei Chuchu. The two little guys were sleepy and slept soundly on the mattress.
He held a bronze compass in one hand and stared at the stars on the compass.
As the carriage moved forward, the beads on his wrists clinked together, and his frown gradually deepened.
He came to Luoyang not only to help his brother, but also to find Hetu Luoshu.
But after visiting various temples and masters in Luoyang these days, I still found nothing.
The young man raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his brow, feeling a little tired.
The motorcade went further and further along the official road and disappeared among the green mountains and green waters.
Mountain top.
The young gentleman in white clothes is standing against the wind.
The long wind blew his wide sleeves and ribbon, and his hair was not tied up. The black hair hanging down his cheeks was flying wildly, making his appearance look like jade from the mountains. The slightly drooped ends of his eyes gave off a bit of coolness.
Watching the convoy go away, he twitched the corners of his lips and said, "A good bird chooses its wood, and the prime minister in white clothes... It turns out that the prime minister in white clothes in the hexagram back then was not me."
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Oh, see you tomorrow
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