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Looking at Su Tan'er's smiling eyes, Ning Yi's heart was full of tenderness and emotion.

He pulled Su Tan'er's hand into his arms, chuckled and said, "Don't worry."

After saying that, Ning Yi and Su Tan'er stopped talking and just stood under the eaves, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

A moment later, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Geng Huyuan stepped forward and opened the door, and saw Chen Fan running into the courtyard happily.

Su Tan'er saw this and shook Ning Yi's hand, then turned and walked into the door.

Ning Yi smiled and greeted him: "Why are you here?"

Chen Fan laughed loudly and said, "Of course I'm here to report to you!"

After Bao Daoyi died, Liu Xigua went to see Fang La. The next day, Fang La summoned all the officials of Yongle Dynasty.

As a disciple of Fang Qifu and the commander in charge of public security in Hangzhou, Chen Fan also had to meet with the ministers.

"I'm convinced." Chen Fan chuckled and said, "The reactions of the Holy Duke and the officials are basically consistent with your expectations. Your three brothers chose the right time to take action. If it were later, wait. When the imperial army arrives, and if an important figure like Bao Daoyi dies, I’m afraid we won’t be able to handle him as lightly as we do now!”

"Now, Bao Dao Yi died in vain. Under your arrangement, his forces were basically divided up. Shenggong just scolded Liu Xigua in the palace, and then stopped caring about it."

"I originally thought that Li Shuai would be troubled by what happened yesterday, but I didn't expect that he didn't say a word..."

"The Holy Gong learned about you from those who accepted Bao Dao Yi's influence. He originally wanted to summon you, but Xigua said that your three brothers might also accompany him, so the Holy Gong stopped mentioning the matter. …”

Chen Fan kept talking about everything that happened in the palace today.

Although the words are not very coherent, it is enough for Ning Yi.

As Chen Fan told it, Ning Yi gradually outlined the current situation of the Yongle court in his mind.

Whether it was their reaction to Bao Daoyi's death or Fang La's fear of letting Zuo Yu and the others get close, it all showed one thing -

That's because they are afraid...

This is probably multi-faceted and multi-dimensional, not only worrying about the imperial army, but also about the future of the rebels.

Even Fang La, who was regarded as a saint, did not have enough confidence in his future.

"People's hearts are wandering. I'm afraid that the Yongle Dynasty is running out of time..."

Ning Yi thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it in front of Chen Fan.

As Chen Fan was talking, he suddenly stopped, looked at Ning Yi and said hesitantly: "However, Shenggong was trying to persuade Liu Xigua and me to persuade the three masters to serve for the rebels... Do you think it's funny? ?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Of course it's the truth!"

Chen Fan said without hesitation.

Ning Yi shook his head: "No chance."

Chen Fan sighed: "I think so... If I could have such unparalleled martial arts skills and not be tied down by worldly affairs, I would definitely travel around the world. If I encountered injustice on the road, I would draw my sword and kill them. How could that be true? Not happy!"

Ning Yi smiled and said: "Zhao Ke is wearing a tassel, Wu Gou is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. Kill a person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When the matter is over, you brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame... …”

"Yes, yes, that's what it feels like!"

Chen Fan nodded repeatedly, with a look of fascination on his face.

At this moment, Su Tan'er's cough came from the room behind Ning Yi.

Chen Fan came back to his senses and said awkwardly: "Oh, it's getting late. You and your siblings should have a rest early. Liu Xigua has been stayed by the master. When she returns to camp tomorrow, we will hold a banquet at Ba Dao Camp to welcome her siblings. Wash off the dust!”

After saying that, Chen Fan winked behind Ning Yi, then turned and left.

It was indeed getting late, but it was still impossible to rest immediately.

While Ning Yi was talking to Chen Fan, Su Tan'er was also talking privately to Xiaochan.

From Xiaochan, whose cheeks were as red as a monkey's butt, Su Tan'er had already learned that she and Ning Yi were actually married.

It just so happened that Su Tan'er and Xiao Chan grew up together and were like sisters. When they were in Jiangning, they often joked that if Ning Yi wanted to take a concubine, he would take Xiao Chan into his house.

Now that Ning Yi and Xiao Chan are married, Su Tan'er proposed to hold a concubinage ceremony for them.

Originally, there were only two witnesses to this private ceremony, Su Tan'er and maid Juan'er, but Su Tan'er felt that this was a bit of a slight to Chan'er, so she thought of asking Ning Yi to invite Zuo Yu and the others.

Ning Yi asked in surprise: "Why do you invite them?"

Su Tan'er smiled and said: "Aren't they the brothers of our husband? The elder brother is like the father. Isn't it inappropriate to invite the three brothers and fathers here?"

Ning Yi rolled his eyes: "Don't you still know whether they came to Hangzhou with you, real brothers or fake brothers?"

Su Tan'er chuckled lightly and said in a low voice: "Whatever it is, it doesn't matter if it's fake. I think it doesn't matter if it's fake or real. The three brothers have peerless martial arts, and my husband is also a genius with peerless talents." Talented, don’t you deserve to be their brother?”

Ning Yi thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's inappropriate, it's too utilitarian."

Su Tan'er insisted: "I am the daughter of a merchant, and it is natural for merchants to pursue profits. If my husband can't bear this face, let me invite the three brothers. I think they will give me this face."

"..."

Ning Yi was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, he found that Zuo Yu and the others seemed to really agree.

But this has nothing to do with Su Tan'er's face, it's just to join in his fun.

There was no other way. Seeing Su Tan'er's insistence, Ning Yi had no choice but to walk out of the yard and go next door to invite Zuo Yu and the others to watch the ceremony.

After all, a wedding is a wedding, and without guests as witnesses, it is indeed a bit of a slight to Xiaochan.

Although Xiaochan herself doesn't care, Ning Yi is a later generation after all. On the surface, he has taken advantage of ancient times and can be polygamous. But deep down, he still has the soul of a modern person and cannot deal with it calmly like the real ancients.

In his eyes, wives and concubines are all wives, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Sure enough, after hearing Ning Yi's invitation, Zuo Yu and the other three agreed enthusiastically as he expected.

Everyone crowded into the small room in the Xiliu Street courtyard and lit bright red candles. Zuo Yu took out a bright red wedding dress from somewhere and gave it as a gift to Xiaochan, who was about to get married.

Although Xiaochan said she didn't care about the ceremony, she was naturally extremely happy to be able to wear wedding clothes and marry Ning Yi.

Just a wedding dress turned Xiaochan's slight fear towards Zuo Yu and the others into sincere gratitude.

In this way, under the light of the red candle, Xiao Chan shyly paid homage to Ning Yi, then picked up the tea cup and offered tea to the smiling Su Tan'er and the winking Zuo Yu.

Since then, Xiaochan finally married her uncle, whom she had been in love with for a long time.

But when it came to the bridal chamber, things got a little weird.

"...So, you want to sleep in the same courtyard as us tonight?"

Zuo Yu looked at Ning Yi with a strange expression: "What about Xiaochan?"

Ning Yi said helplessly: "Tan'er wanted to whisper something to her, but I was kicked out by them."

Ye Zixun laughed loudly: "Is it you taking a concubine, or is it your younger siblings taking a concubine?"

Ning Yi smiled and said: "I think it was my wife who took a concubine..."

Everyone was chatting and laughing for a while, and Ning Yi suddenly said: "It's almost time for a showdown, right?"

Zuo Yu's expression remained unchanged, and she asked with a smile: "What cards are you showing?"

Ning Yi looked at him steadily and suddenly smiled and said: "You didn't come to Hangzhou to assassinate Fang La, right?"

Zuo Yu and the other two looked at each other and asked with a smile: "Otherwise, what else could it be for?"

Ning Yi smiled and said: "It would be a bit pretentious to say it is for me, but I am very sure that your target is not Fang La."

Zuo Yu had a look of interest on her face and stretched out her hand, indicating for him to continue speaking.

Ning Yi continued: "With the strength and style of the three brothers, if you really came here to assassinate Fang La, you would have found no less than ten excellent assassination opportunities before Bao Daoyi died."

"But you didn't take action even once. Instead, because you saw Bao Dao Yi kidnapping a woman, you brutally killed him on the street. This made Fang La and many high-ranking generals feel at risk and strengthened their own security measures."

"From this incident, I saw your randomness and unscrupulousness, and I also saw that you didn't care about Fang La. The assassination of Fang La was just an excuse for you to sneak into Hangzhou with my wife."

"As for your true purpose..."

Ning Yi did not continue speaking, but looked steadily at Zuo Yu, Li Yun and Ye Zixun.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. Ye Zixun walked forward with a smile, took something out of his arms and stuffed it into Ning Yi's arms.

"Today is your wedding. My brother should give you a gift. Your fire blunderbuss is not very effective, so you should use mine, a well-known brand, handmade, absolutely excellent!"

Ye Zixun gave a thumbs up, then took a step back and observed Ning Yi's reaction with interest.

Ning Yi stared blankly at the thing in his hand, feeling an uncontrollable surge in his heart.

From the moment he took it, he noticed the cold texture and familiar shape.

Now I looked down and saw a classic M1911 shining platinum gold under the moonlight...

What the hell is this? Expand...

Ning Yi felt a sense of absurd confusion in his heart.

After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Ye Zixun and said determinedly: "'Thunder Thunder' Ye Zixun?"

Ye Zixun nodded with a smile, pointed at the pistol in his hand, and said: "Thunder."

After speaking, he pointed at himself and said: "Zi Xun."