The Great Tang: World Martial God

Huh.

The wine goblets collided in the air.

Holding the ceramic cup, Tang Hao drank it all in one fell swoop.

Laughing at the window, the strong man pinched the silver hairpin, stroking it over and over again, and finally took up three layers of oil paper, before he carried it into his arms.

"Heh! This kid."

Hearing Tang Hao's words, the opposing military commander followed his eyes to look at the figure drowning in the crowd, and a smile hung on his reddish cheeks.

"Speaking is not clear, trying to make a good business has become a problem."

Turning his head, Tang Hao put down his cup.

"That's the handsome guard. Earlier I heard him talk about his sister's marriage. I never thought that this legacy would never stop. Vaillant would leave him some time to buy a dowry."

"It's hard to get to Anqing. He must be ecstatic to meet his daughter's family."

"It made the military division laugh."

After listening to this, there was a hint of clarity in the slightly drunk eyes on the opposite side, and his expression went down.

He lowered his head slightly, supported his elbows on the desk, pushed the wine cup and placed it in front of him, and the military commander slowly spoke.

"Good thing! This is a good thing."

"My sister is married, and the eldest brother should prepare a gift."

After a while, the military commander raised his head, with a touch of seriousness on his face.

"Tang Hao, according to your people in the Central Plains, can the dead go to a country where there is no war?"

"There is no tribal conquest, no slaughter of compatriots there, or even a demon who slashes at a child?"

It seemed that at this moment, Tang Hao understood what happened to this person in front of him.

Slowly lifted the hip flask, poured a glass of fermented wine, handed it to the opposite figure, and slowly spoke his sonorous and firm words.

"Why wait until death? Isn't this Anqing city the best evidence right now?"

Hearing this, the figure in front of him suddenly shook.

Turning his head, looking at the idle crowd in the city, his frowning brows slowly stretched, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

"You are right."

"In just seven days, the entire city that had fallen in the flames of war was already thriving."

"People don't have to worry about another army invading, and no longer bear the military service and labor in the city, so they can plant and raise them with peace of mind."

"Here has become a holy place isolated from the world, perhaps the land of heaven as we call it."

Tang Hao heard these words of praise, and looked at the four women who were running counter to Wu Tong, his heart moved slightly.

The figure headed is quite familiar, as if where he met him.

In the dimness, a scene in front of the Koi Pond in the King City flashed in my mind.

There was a hint of doubt in the whisper.

"Is it her?"

"What is she going to do when she comes to Anqing City?"

...

A secluded place in the city.

The town house’s stone lion’s mouth holds a stone ball on both sides of the palace gate, four large pillars of vermilion lacquer support the shady eaves, the red gate and the bronze gate are half hidden, and the gilded plaque is inscribed on the gilded mansion.

Perhaps it was because there was no cleaning for a long time, and the plaque on the black background was covered with a thin layer of gray, so that the two large characters inlaid with gold were not shining brightly.

"This... is this sister's residence?"

The short woman with a hat was slightly surprised, looked at the magnificent mansion gate, and couldn't help asking the last sentence.

The black gauze trembles, and the woman beside her removes her hat from her head and dusts her face with joy.

"Unexpectedly, Sister Sister has such a good place to go."

"I thought that when I arrived in Anqing City, I would hide in Tibet and sleep on the streets. I didn't expect to have a house of this size."

The leading woman did not speak, her eyes slowly moved away from the large characters on the plaque, and she lifted the veil, revealing a slightly sad and delicate face.

Taking a look at the empty door, the woman let out a long sigh of relief, and Lianbu gently moved up. There was no sorrow and joy in her Qing Ruoyunyan's words.

"What you said is true, this house was used by General Tie to stay with me during his lifetime to transfer information."

"The situation is changing, and the sky is unpredictable. I didn't expect this house to become the only thing left for us."

"Now it can be regarded as the original owner, let's go."

The few women behind him were quite amazed, and they didn't think that their bold guesses actually hit seven or eighty-eight.

If you have a place to live, you can settle down again and start a new life.

This house is undoubtedly the first most precious gift given to them by heaven.

Fingers touched the heavy and sturdy door door, and pushed it away with a creaking sound.

The scene in front of her eyes was just as Jin Xiang expected. The utensils that the valuable household could take away were taken away by the servants who took care of the yard. In a messy courtyard, broken rubble and broken pottery pots were scattered everywhere. The cluttered weeds also skyrocketed in the yard. Among the weeds, small thieves such as mice fled, knocking a few tall seedlings and swaying from side to side.

A quiet sigh came, the mess in front of me touched a sorrow in my heart, and Jin Xiang's words carried a deep sorrow.

"The tree fell down and the hoop sans, maybe this is life."

The joy in the hearts of the three women behind was not diluted by the sight in front of them, but a little excited.

The short woman pulled Jin Xiang's arm with one hand, stepped on the porcelain shards, and strode forward. The bracelet holding the hat was pointing to the courtyard for a week, and he opened his mouth happily.

"Sister, don't worry, we are all girls from poor families, and we have suffered."

"This house is cleaned and renovated. It is our new home, and it is a good place for us to settle down."

Family?

Hearing this word, a touch of confusion appeared in Jin Xiang's beautiful eyes, and suddenly remembered the scene of the brawny man buying silver hairpins.

Inexplicably, I felt sore in my heart and sighed lightly.

"Eldest brother, younger sister is now at the age of getting married, do you still remember that there is a younger sister who needs a dowry..."