Martial Sage

Weiguo Gongfu.

Li Wanqing stood quietly at the door of the side room, looking at the closed door.

Thoughts seemed to return to that quiet night.

He took the chicken soup in his hand and sent it to this house carefully.

Recalling the slightly surprised eyes of the Jishu figure at the desk, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The scenes of the past, as if they happened yesterday, are very clear.

It seems that at this moment, everything is back to the past.

With a touch of joy, Li Wanqing reached out and touched the rough door and pushed it open.

Through the dust flying in the sun, his eyes fell on the desk in the house.

The scattered scrolls are still there, but the figure who is struggling with the writing is no longer visible.

When people go to the empty building, Li Wanqing suddenly falls back to reality.

The smile on his face suddenly solidified in the next second, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

With a touch of bitterness, Li Wanqing walked in slowly.

His bare hands were lightly placed on the neatly arranged scrolls, searching for traces that Tang Hao had left.

Looking at the folded quilt on the bed, Li Wanqing sighed softly.

"After all, he... is gone."

Around the house, Li Wanqing slowly sat down on the side of the case. This was Tang Hao's favorite place to sit when he was practicing calligraphy.

Lightly twisting the scattered scrolls on the desk, blowing away the thin floating dust, the vigorous handwriting came into view.

When I first saw the scene of the country boy, my mind came to mind clearly again.

"From now on, outside, you and I will be a husband and wife, and we will respect each other as a husband and wife."

"Inside, you and I will live freely without interfering with each other. When our parents are a hundred years old, it will be the time when I and you are separated."

A word and a word, very clear, reflected in the mind, pierced in the heart.

Li Wanqing burst into tears unconsciously, and the tears slid down her delicate face, dripping onto the scroll in her hand.

At this moment, Li Wanqing hated her coldly speaking.

If there weren't these cold words, if someone unarmed this young man at the time, if he wasn't so stubborn at the time...

Perhaps, it will not be reduced to where it is today.

But there is a backtracking principle in this world.

I don't know that after a long time, Li Wanqing, who cried silently into tears, slowly recovered.

Looking at the scroll soaked in tears, I wiped it hard, as if I wanted to preserve the only thought.

The vowed threats at the time, this northern march was the last time to accompany Tang Hao.

But until now, Li Wanqing realized how unwilling she was when the parting really came.

"Wan'er...Father brings back good news!"

The excitement was mixed in the rush, and came from outside the door.

Li Wanqing hurriedly wiped away the tears and greeted her.

...

Marquis Mansion.

After listening to the old woman's babblings, it was already two hours later.

The tedious wedding etiquette of the ancients refreshed Tang Hao's imagination.

As soon as the old woman left forefoot, several old friends from the barracks followed one after another.

Tang Hao, who was still sorting out the order of etiquette, could hear the shouts of the front yard of the mansion while sitting in the North Room.

"Brother Tang! Your son Yanfu is not shallow."

"I don't even tell my brothers in advance of this happy event!"

"That's right, let's get along in the army day and night."

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Hao was overjoyed. When he walked out of the yard, he saw three excited family elder brothers rushing in.

Chang Sun Chong, Cheng Chumo, Su Qingjie.

As soon as they met, the three brothers poked Tang Hao in the chest.

Cheng Chu silently pointed at Tang Hao, and said with a smile.

"You kid is not loyal enough, this kind of big joy is hidden deep enough."

"All the way to the north, we don't know it at all."

Tang Hao patted his arm raised three days ago, and said.

"I just heard about it, and I think it's rushed."

Chang Sun rushed to get on Tang Hao's shoulder, shook it, and said with a smile.

"Come on, don't you guys get cheap and sell well."

"These two Celestial Immortals, that one is not a dragon and a phoenix among people?"

Su Qingjie also put on Tang Hao's other shoulder and said.

"By the way, you have offended many disciples from aristocratic families. I'm afraid that many people will be hated because of jealousy."

Listening to what you said and what I said, Tang Hao stretched out his hand and waved, said.

"Come on! Don't make fun of me the three of you."

"I'm still busy with a lot of things for the bridesmaid."

After hearing what Tang Hao said, the three of them patted their chests at the same time and said in unison.

"We are here!"

Looking at the three people in front of him, Tang Hao's heart suddenly brightened.

The younger generation he has made in Chang'an City is actually not that many, and the three in front of him can't be more familiar.

The three people in front of them are definitely more familiar with the marriage process than they are, and they can be a helper.

Now, the best man is the best man in the next generation.

Although these three brothers are concubines, they are not ill and want to get married. Marrying the wives of the main house is suitable for this task.

Seeing that Tang Hao was a little hesitant, Zhang Sun patted Tang Hao on the shoulder and said.

"You don't have to worry about this, kid."

"For the bridesmaid, I'm sure you get together, no matter what, I can pull you enough for six people, don't worry!"

After all, pushing Tang Hao, said.

"Go back to the house and talk about it!"

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