The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

The time when Xuanyuan intervened in this world was very critical. It was the time when the special examination that Chen Lansheng participated in had just ended, but the results had not yet been announced. Although the results had not been announced, the noble families always had ways to know some information about the rankings in advance. They might not be able to get an accurate ranking, but at least they knew who was talented and on the list.

At this time, Xie's father had already begun to examine the scholars who had emerged in this special examination, hoping to choose a talented man from them to be his son-in-law, to give his daughter Xie Tian a happy future, and to resolve a big regret in his heart.

At this time, there was more than one candidate who caught Xie's father's eye, and Chen Lansheng was just one of them. Although his outstanding talent and appearance added a lot of points to him, his poor background and the death of his parents still reduced a lot of points for him, so at this time he was not directly selected by Xie's father, but was only being examined.

Xie Zhan is a son of an aristocratic family. In addition to studying, he also exercises diligently. After all, archery is one of the six arts of a gentleman. The sons carefully nurtured by the aristocratic family are definitely not weak scholars who can't even tie a chicken. Xie Zhan is extremely self-disciplined and serious, and his work and rest are very regular. He gets up at the hour of Mao every morning to practice swordsmanship and exercise in Xie's father's bamboo forest, regardless of wind or rain.

In the depths of the bamboo forest covered with morning dew, under the rising sun of this day, the dewdrops dotted on the green bamboo leaves like swords refracted light under the sunlight, making the entire bamboo forest look like a fairyland, which is extremely elegant. The long sword hummed softly, and the sword wind rose up, blowing up the jade-like bamboo leaves, and the wind sent the bamboo leaves, weaving a green bamboo shadow net in the wind.

Xuan Yuan held a sharp long sword in his hand, moved and rotated his feet, and used the long sword in his hand to pick, stab, slash, and slash. Each move was powerful. The sword moved like a flying dragon, and the long sword was as light as flying. The sword light splashed and danced like a startled wild goose and a flying dragon. He was wearing a white Confucian robe, dancing with the sword like a dragon in the bamboo forest, with an amazing momentum, forcing a green bamboo shadow to fly in the bamboo forest.

It was the end of the Mao hour, when Xie Zhan usually finished practicing sword. Xuan Yuan shook his wrist holding the sword lightly, and the bright sword light flashed in the green forest. When he looked again, the original bright long sword had already returned to the sheath. Xuan Yuan held the long sword in his right hand, stood in the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, his back straight, and the long sword pointed upwards. He was really tall and graceful, bright and clear.

Looking up at the sky, Xuan Yuan came out of the bamboo forest with the long sword in his hand, which Xie Zhan used to practice martial arts and exercise his body. This bamboo forest is located in a corner of the backyard of the Xie Mansion, far away from the main courtyard where the owner of the mansion lives. It is specially opened up for the children of the Xie family to practice martial arts in the morning. Xie Zhan has many related places in his memory.

"Hello, young master." Just after leaving the bamboo forest, a long-servant wearing a brown cotton coat who was waiting outside the bamboo forest came up to him. He had an ordinary face and a medium stature, but his expression was extremely respectful. After bowing to Xuanyuan, he continued, "Master, please go and discuss something with me."

Xuanyuan was not surprised, because today was the day when the results of this special examination were announced. I think what Xie's father wanted to discuss with him was to choose a good man as a son-in-law for Xie Tian from this special examination, so that Xie Tian would not live in seclusion in the boudoir and no one was willing to marry her, and she could only be depressed.

In fact, Prime Minister Xie had made great contributions to Daning and was a good minister. In the Xie family, he was also a good husband and a good father. Whether it was Xie Zhan or Xie Tian, ​​he treated them equally and loved them equally. As for his only daughter Xie Tian, ​​he did not become cold to her because she was criticized as a "widow with a promising family". Instead, he was determined to find a good husband for her. His love for his daughter was evident to all.

Unfortunately, Xie's father loved his daughter and hoped to choose a good husband as Xie Tian's husband, so that she could take good care of her in the future and not worry about him. However, although Xie's father was quick-witted and extremely capable, he could not see through people's hearts. He thought that Chen Lansheng was a gentleman who could be entrusted with his daughter, but he did not know that he was actually an unfaithful and unjust man.

Since he had to fulfill Xie Zhan's wish, Xuanyuan believed that he had to stop Xie's father from choosing Chen Lansheng as Xie Tian's future husband no matter what - Chen Lansheng was ungrateful and unfaithful, so how could he be qualified to marry Xie Tian, ​​who was gentle, dignified and kind? How could he be qualified to be the son-in-law of the Xie family?

After Xuanyuan returned to Xie Zhan's courtyard and changed his clothes that were slightly wet by the dew, he took the long-servant in a brown cotton robe to the main courtyard where Xie's father and mother lived. Because the Xie family had few heirs in this life, only Xie Zhan and Xie Tian, ​​many unused courtyards were sealed. The courtyards of the four Xie family members were very close to each other, and they arrived in just a moment.

When Xuanyuan entered the main hall of the main courtyard, he was led by the Xie family's housekeeper to another room. As soon as he entered, he saw a mahogany round table in the middle. Xie's father and mother sat at the table, but Xie Tian was not seen. Because Xie's father only took care of Xie's mother, their family had fewer inner house fights. They were not strict about eating on weekdays, and it was common for the family of four to eat together.

Father Xie looked up at Xuan Yuan, stroked his neatly trimmed beard, and said in a gentle voice: "Zhan'er, you are here, please sit down." Because Xie Zhan is only 18 years old now, and has not yet reached adulthood, naturally he has not been given a courtesy name by his teacher, so Father Xie often calls him by his name instead of his courtesy name.

Prime Minister Xie's facial features are actually 50% similar to Xie Zhan's, but he is not as handsome and elegant as his eyebrows and eyes, but even so, Prime Minister Xie is also an absolutely handsome man, and his mature appearance, gentle and elegant temperament, add a bit of Confucian demeanor, which is impressive.

Mother Xie smiled gently and waved to Xuanyuan, saying, "Come here, Zhan'er. Mother specially asked someone to make your favorite jujube paste cloud cake." Mother Xie is now over 30 years old, but she still has charm and beauty, with a rosy face and gentle cheeks. She has accumulated a lot of calmness over the years and is also soaked in the elegance of a noble lady.

Xuanyuan responded and slowly sat down at the mahogany table. The maids handed over ivory chopsticks and small bowls and plates. There was no need for Xuanyuan to give any instructions. As long as he looked at her, a maid would look at his intention and add snacks to the small plate for him. The movements were fast and elegant, obviously well-trained.

Because of the rule of not talking while eating, Xuanyuan and Xie's father and mother finished breakfast in silence. The three of them were all elegant and slow. After the maids cleared the breakfast on the table, the three of them moved to the inner room and sat down in turn. It was obvious that they had something to discuss, so the maids served tea and then most of them left, leaving only the confidants they could trust.

Xuanyuan lowered his deep eyes and blew out a breath, causing the water in the celadon cup to ripple gently. He lowered his head and sipped a mouthful of sweet and clear tea. After savoring the sweetness of the tea, he put the teacup on the table beside him and asked in a light tone: "Father, are you here to talk to me about the announcement of the results of this special examination?"

"That's right." Father Xie's expression was still gentle, but his brows were slightly frowned. With a bit of worry and helplessness, he sighed in a low voice, "It's because of Tian'er's matter that I want to discuss it with you. Zhan'er, you also know that among the aristocratic families, there are many people like Tian'er who are so young but have no money. How many noble ladies are there who have never married or even been engaged? "

"Tian'er's marriage cannot be delayed. As a father, I plan to choose a suitable candidate from the new Jinshi as Tian'er's husband. With the support of the Xie family, no matter who this person is, they will not dare to look down on Tian'er in the future and will definitely treat her well. In this way, we can rest assured. "

It's not that Xie's father is forcing his daughter to get married. Their Xie family is fully capable of supporting Xie Tian for a lifetime, and he himself is willing to take care of his daughter all the time. He also has the confidence and belief that his son Xie Zhan will take good care of Xie Tian after he is gone. However, no matter how much her family takes care of her, if Xie Tian does not get married for her whole life, the one who suffers the most is not others, but Xie Tian herself.

Xie's father and mother only have a pair of children. Xie Zhan has a cold temperament and is extremely self-disciplined. Although he is filial to his parents, he is not as caring as his daughter. Xie Tian is the apple of Xie's father and mother's eye. No matter what, they don't want her to stay in seclusion in the boudoir, like a flower that has not yet bloomed, withering at the age when it should bloom the most.

Xuanyuan looked up at Xie's father expressionlessly, with a bit of indifference between his extremely handsome eyebrows. He said in a light tone: "It's not that there is no engagement, but the person engaged died of bad luck. This is because he himself does not have this blessing, how can Tian'er be blamed?"

This was the true thought in Xie Zhan's heart that he never spoke to others. He never thought that Xie Tian's fiancé died of illness because he was defeated by Xie Tian, ​​but instead thought that he was not blessed enough to enjoy it. Although Xie Zhan himself looks like a fairy with a clear and bright moon, he is quite protective of his relatives. He will never let others bully his relatives.

Mrs. Xie is gentle by nature. When she heard Xuanyuan's straightforward words, she couldn't help but chuckle and said helplessly: "Zhan'er, this is just our idea. Other families don't think so. You and I both know that it is very difficult for Tian'er to choose a son from a noble family as a son-in-law."

Speaking of this, a hint of obscurity and light sorrow flashed across the eyebrows of the gentle Mrs. Xie. How could she not know what the people in the noble family were thinking? Four years ago, Xie Tian's fiancé died of illness. Mrs. Xie knew that Xie Tian's future marriage would be difficult, so she went back to her parents' home to ask her nephew to get engaged to Xie Tian, ​​but was flatly rejected.

Mrs. Xie's family has such an attitude, let alone other noble families? Since then, Madam Xie has been disheartened and has given up on choosing a son-in-law from the sons of aristocratic families.

"Since father and mother insist, why don't you tell me the candidates you have chosen, and I will check to see if they can be Tian'er's husband." Xuanyuan's starry eyes flashed, and a meaningful expression appeared at the corners of his lips, but he took the initiative to take over the matter.