Chapter 1377: 682 talk

Nangong looked at Mrs. Qiao calmly and calmly, and said, "The matter of my aunt, father and king, naturally we ca n’t be our junior masters. Ai and I never stopped the father to continue the string, but this continued string was not satisfied. Alas, always follow the rules. "
Nan Gongxi smiled slightly and said pointedly: "It is so-called, marrying a wife as a wise man, and a wife is not good for three generations. The nephew reminded the father to inquire about the character of the girl at home, what is wrong? Which household did not go to check each other ’s house style and character before talking about marriage?
She looked at Mrs. Qiao intently, and asked,
Is n’t this the case in my aunt ’s house?

As soon as Mrs. Qiao's pupils shrank, she was about to speak, and she heard Nan Gongxi sigh again and said, "It's no wonder that the aunt in the aunt's house is not a wife, the wife is not a wife, the son is not a son, the aunt is not a wife."
Madam Qiao was suffocated in her chest, remembering the endless horrible things in her house, and just felt that Nangong's words were poking her heart. She looked angrily at King Zhennan and wanted to sue: "Brother, look at the concubine ..."
Who would have thought, King Zhennan waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Sister, Shi Zifei makes sense, but it's not Chongxi. The marriage was not in a hurry, but it came slowly and securely."
King Zhennan's face had disappeared, and his brows frowned tightly.
Settle down ... Whether you really want to marry the niece, or don't make plans, you should investigate it yourself. Lest Xiaofang's old things repeat themselves!
Mrs. Qiao was dumbfounded when she heard what she said. Her younger brother was actually slain by her concubine. What the concubine said he should have done.
The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she was, but when she talked to her, she persuaded herself that even if Xiao Yi and Nangong Yan wanted to delay, they couldn't stop the brother from continuing the string, and the brother's impression of the girl at home was really good, otherwise I won't be touched by myself ... just wait for a while.
Mrs. Qiao took a deep breath and finally put up with it.
After coming to Japan, when the younger brother married Ansan, and his wife will blow on the pillows in the future, his ears will naturally soften. By then, Rao is the concubine of this world, no matter how evil, and do n’t want to continue to do good in the palace. !!
Soon after, Xiao Yi pulled Nangong to resign, leaving Zhennan Wang and his brothers in the study.
The couple gradually walked away until they reached an uninhabited path, Xiao Yi suddenly said, "Leave a little Fangshi, and another Anshi. Father Wang will have to eat more losses. It ’s painful. "
Xiao Yi shook his head with a sigh. He seemed to be breaking his heart for his father, but the smile on his face betrayed his true thoughts.
Anjia really couldn't sit still. This is to find a way out for his family. However, when they wanted to get started with Baiyue and even sold their country for this purpose, they should be aware of it.
I thought it would be a hundred once tied to the Zhennan Palace, but I can only say that it was too naive!
The king of Zhennan can easily abandon even Xiao Fangshi. When he finds out the "truth" in person, what will happen to his family and the elder sister who has always caused him trouble ...
The two looked at each other and smiled. Xiao Yi blinked and said with a smile: "Ama, you can watch the show when we return."
Looking at the slyness in his eyes, Nan Gongxi silently wept a sympathetic tear for King Zhennan and Madam Qiao.
After this time, I am afraid that the king of Zhennan will not be afraid to renew his heart. After all, the servants were able to give up, and the wives ... hadn't heard of any mansion that would be abandoned and violently killed a wife.
This is so good. Anyway, Ai and she will not allow anyone to occupy the place of the mother-in-law's princess.
The two quickly forgot about this topic, and continued to talk about preparations for tomorrow's trip, their hearts were full of expectations ...
In the early morning of the next day, heaven is a beautiful day, and it is a suitable day to travel.
When the sun was rising halfway, the two horses sped out from the East Street gate of Bixiaotang, and Xiao Yan and several girls from Baihui went to Dongyimen to give them away. Both Xiao Yun and Bai Hui looked dignified. Xiao Yan glared at Xiao Yi from the beginning to the end. The look seemed to warn him that if he did not take good care of his wife, then do n’t came back.
If it wasn't for watching Nangong Yan's enthusiasm and not wanting to wipe her off, Xiao Yan really wanted to persuade her to think again.
After the two high-headed horses came out of the East Street gate, the sound of horseshoes gradually drifted away, and the East Street gate was closed again, blocking those stubbornness and reluctance.
After a short period of reluctance, Nangong Yu quickly fluttered along with her horseshoes.
The couple left Luo Yuecheng and headed south all the way. There was no plan, everything was random.
They went to the seaside to see the vast expanse of the sea, to see the rising sun slowly rising above the sea, and to go out to fish with the fishermen;
They went to Hanlu Mountain again, and the waterfall there was majestic and magnificent, which made Nangong stunned;
They also went to the most ordinary villages and towns, stayed in the villagers' houses, and walked around the temple fairs to see what to eat and eat.
They also went down the bamboo raft along with ordinary people. If they missed the station, they would take the heaven as their seat and the earth as their bedding ...
Probably only when the previous life and grandfather traveled to practice medicine, Nangong Yu enjoyed such a life of ease, although there are inconveniences, but it also makes people feel very wanty.
This is probably the feeling of "fighting swords, rivers, lakes and rivers".
They walked slowly for six or seven days before arriving in Nanliang.
South Xinjiang and Wang are already the difference between the north and the south, but until this moment Nangong Yu realized that South Xinjiang is still Dayu after all. The feeling emanating from the bones makes people deeply feel that it is in Dayu's territory, and South Liang is another country.
Whether it is the local customs, the people's appearance, language, clothing ... are very different from them.
The couple put on Nanliang costumes as they entered the country. However, the Nanliang people have darker skin and deeper facial features than the Dayu people. Although they wear Nanliang costumes, when they look at the appearance, they know that they are not Nanliang people. Wherever they went, they inevitably attracted a lot of curious eyes, and the people of Nanliang secretly speculated whether they were Dayu people.
Today, Nanliang was captured by the Southern Army. The guards in the cities of Nanliang have long been replaced by soldiers of the Southern Army of Dayu. Therefore, the people of Nanliang are already familiar with the appearance of the Dayu people.
Xiao Yi has always paid no attention to the eyes of others, or in other words, when he was in Dayu, he was not seen too much, and the two of them continued southbound leisurely. They arrived in a town called Lihu City two days later.
Lihu City is a big city on the north side of Nanliang City.
If these people are not aware, they simply cannot see that they are under the control of the enemy country.
On the lively street, the two strolled around with their horses at random, and Nangong was suddenly attracted by some small stalls selling garlands on the roadside.
Nanliang's garland is very beautiful. The flowers of jasmine, white magnolia, calendula, rose, lily of the valley, etc. are bunched into a string of flowers, which is not only beautiful, but also overflowing with fragrance. If it is not easy to save the flowers, Nangong I really want to buy some bunches and bring them back to South Xinjiang to make gifts for them.
After a while, Nangong Yan and Xiao Yi wore several wreaths on their necks and wrists. Although Xiao Yi was a man, he was outstanding in appearance and did not twiddle. The appearance of wearing a wreath was quite natural. Attracted more stunning eyes, caused Nangong Yun to endure Jun Jun, looking at him from time to time, showing a bright smile.
Xiao Yi, of course, knew what she was laughing at, but still allowed her to "dress up" herself.
Sometimes, he thinks Grandma is really weird.
Obviously she is such a confident person, but why do you always think that the eyes of others are looking at him?
Doesn't she know that she is the most dazzling one?
It made him anxious to stick her eyes on her forever, and he had to release the warning eyes alertly, announcing that his stinky girl had already become famous!
There are small stalls lined up on both sides of the wide street. In addition to selling flowers, they also sell some gadgets, snacks and other things. In Nangong Yu's eyes, everything is very novel, and they stop at almost every stall. When I saw fresh and interesting gadgets, I bought them all, and then I walked half a street, and they were already burdened immediately.
Xiao Yi teased with a smile: "Ama, we will buy a carriage later!"
Nangong Yan looked at the two miscellaneous things immediately, a little stun appeared on his face, and switched the topic: "Ai, I'm tired, let's find a place to rest."
Xiao Yi is good at everything.
Nangong Nian casually glanced around for half a circle, his eyes were attracted by a restaurant in the front right, and looking at the restaurant's facade and the appearance of welcoming guests, it seemed that the business was good.
"Ai, let's go there."
She pointed to the restaurant road. Of course, the restaurant has a signboard, but for Nan Gongyu, Nanliang's words are just like Tianshu.
Fortunately, Xiao Yi understands some Nanliang texts and can understand Nanliang words. Although a little bit jerky, it is more than enough to communicate with Nanliang people.
Nan Gongyu is not a personal person, but in the past, it was okay in Wangdu, and in Nanjiang, she has always been used to knowing everything, and now in Nanliang, even the small things of eating, drinking, tea and shopping must bother Xiao Yi At first, she was a little accustomed to it, but soon she enjoyed the feeling of leaning on Xiao Yi calmly, and also learned another language—rather than painting by hand.
Xiao Yi told Nan Gongyu that the restaurant was called Jinri Restaurant.
The restaurant was overcrowded, and Xiao Yi communicated a few words with the welcoming Xiao Erli, and then told Nangong Yan: "Ah, the upstairs seat is full ..."
Nangong Ai smiled indifferently: "Let's sit in the lobby on the first floor."
After all, going out is no more convenient than in Luo Yuecheng. It is enough to have some lunch and take a little rest.
Xiao Yi naturally responded and instructed the second child to lead them.
Xiao Er took them with a smile on his face and walked inside. This restaurant is bigger than the outside. Apart from the lobby outside, there is a bead curtain. There is also a lobby inside, which is also full of alcoholic and diners. .
They walked in all the way until they stopped at a table against the wall.
Xiao Er enthusiastically invited the two to sit down. Xiao Yi directly instructed him to go to a table with a specialty dish. Xiao Er immediately smiled more diligently. After giving them tea and drinks, they retreated first.
Nangong Li curiously looked at the surrounding environment. The restaurant was full, and it looked very lively. Those guests were talking loudly, not only the guests at the same table, but also the people at the next table. .
While Nangong Yu looked around, Xiao Yi, holding a wine glass in his hand, was also looking around. Nangong Yu could only look at it, but he could get more information from listening.
A bearded middle-aged man next door is angrily talking to his friends at the same table: "... The king of the south of the town, perverted in our Nanliang, the crime is deep, and God is afraid that it will soon bring disaster. . "
A young man at the other table asked nervously, "Brother, what are you saying?"
"Of course it is true." An old man with a goatee in the corner took a picture of the desktop, and said in a horrified expression, "This is what Ali Manmu said personally! Today, at noon, the black dead insects will sweep us through Lake Wucheng , Hurt plants, eat domestic animals, even people, and then the entire Laohu City will be swallowed up! Next, the insect disaster will spread to other towns until it swallows up the entire Nanliang! "
When the black dead worm was heard, there was a commotion all around, and the diners were talking one after another, feeling more and more excited.
Although Nangong Yan couldn't understand Nanliang, she kept watching the movement in the lobby. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and had a weird feeling.
When she came to Nanliang, she found that the folk customs here were obviously more sturdy and bold than Dayu, and South Xinjiang was far behind. But even so, there is a clear line between people, especially strangers. The atmosphere like now is not so lively, more noise, no, or anger.
She squinted in doubt.
At this time, Xiao Er happened to be holding a few cold dishes to serve first, so Xiao Yi accidentally asked in Nanliang language: "Small two, I hear what they are saying about the black dead insect, what is this black dead insect? thing?"
Xiao Er's complexion was not very good-looking. After swallowing, he explained that the black dead worm was the "god of disaster"! The pattern on its back looks like a skull, an unknown bug. Black dead insects appear every ten years or so, from destroying mountain slaughter villages to destroying thousands of miles, such as plagues. No one has ever survived the attack. There are countless cases recorded in the annals of history. For example, more than a hundred years ago, Nanliang at that time ushered in an earth-shaking earth dragon turning over, and tens of thousands of black dead insects subsequently descended, and the earth was eaten by grass. A thousand miles away, the country almost destroyed most of the ...
Xiao Er sighed and wanted to spit hardships, but thought that the guest in front of him was a stranger from a foreign country, or left without saying anything.
At the same time, the atmosphere in the lobby was getting more and more exciting. The bearded middle-aged man Huo Di stood up and said to others, "Today at noon, Alimanmu Zen will open an altar to cast spells and pray with his century-old practice. God, take the plague! "
"Mu Chan is indeed Mu Zen, and his heart is for all peoples," said an old woman with a sigh of sigh.
Other diners also echoed one another, with a heart-like look.
At this time, a square-faced young man by the window suddenly said, "In fact, after the Southern Army entered our Nanliang, it neither slaughtered the people nor burned and plundered ..."
"Shut up!" The old man and goatee interrupted the square-faced youth vigorously, pointing at him and rebuked, "Foreign enemies are foreign enemies. As a Nanliang, you speak for the Dayu people who invaded my Nanliang land. Not worthy of my Nanliang people! "
Although the Nanliang people present knew that it was Nanliang who first sent troops to Dayu, but at this moment, who would "straighten" to blame his country, all looking at the young man with indignation and contempt, you said me He accused in a word, so that the young man was flushed with shame, and fled in a short while ...
Even if the original Nangong Yu is still a little uncertain, there is still 90% certainty at this moment.
"Ai ..." Nangong Yan looked at Xiao Yi inquiringly.
Xiao Yi filled himself with wine again, and then delivered it to Nangong Yu's mouth, and said in a seductive tone, "Ah, this wine is not bad, but you can taste it, right?"
Nangong Nian twitched at the corner of his eyes weakly, took his hand, took a sip, and raised his eyebrow slightly. Huh? The wine was indeed sweet, so he took another sip and stopped short.
When Xiao Yi retracted his hand and drank the remaining water and wine in the glass, Nangong Yu suddenly realized that the glass was just Xiao Yi's, and his face turned red.
Meeting Xiao Yi's smiling eyes, she pretended to urge him calmly.
Xiao Yi obediently changed position, sat next to Nangong Yan, and ears quietly repeated what she had just said.
Nangong 玥 was using cold dishes casually while listening. Not to mention the main dish of this restaurant, the cold dishes are really good, sweet and sour, and appetizing. She ate half of the plate, and when Xiao Yi talked about the harm of the black dead insect, she stopped the chopsticks and raised her eyebrows with interest.
This is the first time she has heard of a black dead insect, but is it really so evil?
Based on her understanding of snake worms and ants, these little creatures often have their own instincts to avoid dangers about the coming crisis. Is this also true of the black dead insects? Or is it……
Xiao Yi pulled up Nangong's hand and gave a slight tick in her palm. The two people didn't have to say anything, they already knew each other's intentions.
Next, they put their minds on the food, and it is no wonder that the restaurant is full of seats. The drinks and dishes here are full of flavors and flavors. Even Nangong Rong has rarely put down the principle of fullness and eat a few more. Mouth, Xiao Yi swept away the remaining dishes.
As the noon approached, some diners in the restaurant settled their bills and greeted each other to go outside, saying they were going to see the practice of opening altars by Ali Manmu.
Xiao Yi casually dropped a piece of silver to Xiao Er, and happily pulled Nangong Yu to follow the crowd to watch the fun.
A lot of people in Nanliang rushed in the direction of the city, and other streets could see many people walking in the same direction. The closer to the center of the city, the denser the flow of people.
It was almost noon at this moment, and the scorching sun was on the head, and the weather in Nanliang was two points hotter than that in southern Xinjiang. Xiao Yi randomly found a stall and bought two buckets, and put them on the heads of the two.
Nanliang people originally had the habit of wearing buckets. Nangong and Xiao Yi were not only unobtrusive, but at first glance they looked more like Nanliang people.
In the market square in the center of the city, many people have already gathered. Those devout believers have long sat cross-legged around, circle by circle, layer upon layer. At first glance, there are at least hundreds of people ... Individual eyes are shining, exuding a piety to almost crazy light.
A three-foot-tall wooden platform was built in the center of those believers. On the wooden platform, an old man with white beard and white hair was sitting cross-legged on a futon, wearing a white robe, and falling down like snow-white hair. It's kind of fairy to come and be kind.
Nanliang people believe in many religions, some believe in Buddhism, some believe in religion, some believe in esotericism ... and some Nanliang national religions-pious thinking.
This Aliman is a master of piety, and he is respected as "Mu Zen". "Mu Zen" is a Nanliang language, translated into the Dayu dialect, and Jomo means "reincarnation." Mu Chan has been practicing for many years and has a high prestige in Nanliang, with devout believers all over the place.
Recently, he just swam to Lihu City. When he predicted that there would be disasters, Alimanmu, the compassionate man, could n’t bear it. He stayed in Lihu City to pray and bless the scriptures. He hoped that God would give him compassion. Altar approach!
There are many devout Nanliang people in the square one after another, crowding the whole square crowded, it seems that even the surrounding temperature has risen with the high emotions of everyone ...
"Looking at the sun, it's going to be noon for another incense stick?" A skinny young man looked up at the sun next to him, hesitantly said to the chubby youth next to him, "Will the black dead insect really come?"
The chunky young man looked eagerly at the old man with white beard and white hair, and fisted without doubt, "Since Ali Manmu said, it must be true!"
"Mu Zen is over a hundred years old and still stunned, but he has become a golden body and opened his eyes!"
The others around him also responded one after another, all of them shining on their faces, all eager and religious eyes focused on the old man.
Xiao Yiman looked around casually, his eyes stayed in the northwest for a moment, and he tickled his lips with interest.
interesting!
It's really fun!