Chapter 1377 Chapter 682

Nangong Yue looked at Madam Qiao calmly, and said, "Aunt, it's not our turn to be the master of the younger generation, and Ayi and I have never stopped our father to continue, but this continuation is not acceptable. Concubine, always follow the rules."

Nangong Yue smiled slightly, and said in a meaningful way: "As the saying goes, marry a virtuous wife, and a virtuous wife will bring disaster to three generations. My niece reminded the father and the king to inquire about the character of the An family girl, why is it wrong? Which one? Which family doesn't go to check the other's family status, character and reputation before talking about marriage?" She looked at Madam Qiao intently, and asked deliberately, "Could it be that this is not the case in my aunt's house?"

Madam Qiao's pupils shrank, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Nangong Yue sigh and say again: "It's no wonder that the concubine in the aunt's house is not a concubine, a wife is not a wife, a son is not a son, and a daughter-in-law is not a daughter-in-law." The sarcasm in her tone was beyond words.

Madam Qiao was so angry that she was stuck in her chest. Thinking of the endless troubles in her house, she only felt that every word of Nangong Yue was poking her heart. She looked at King Zhennan angrily and wanted to complain: "Brother, look at the princess..."

Who would have thought, King Zhennan waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Eldest sister, Concubine Shizi is right, and it's not a rush to celebrate. This marriage is not in a hurry, it's still safe and sound."

King Zhennan's face no longer had the happy look he had just now, and his brows were furrowed tightly.

The An family... Really want to marry his daughter to him, or not, and I should really investigate it myself. So as not to repeat the old story of Xiao Fang's!

Madam Qiao was dumbfounded when she heard the words. Her younger brother was indeed bewitched by the Concubine Shizi. What the Concubine Shizi said, he actually responded.

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, but when the words came to her mouth, she persuaded herself that even if Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue wanted to delay, they couldn't stop her brother from continuing, and his brother's impression of the An family girl was really good, otherwise, I won't be persuaded by my own three words... that is, just wait a little longer.

Madam Qiao took a deep breath and finally endured it.

It will take a long time to come to Japan. When his younger brother marries Miss Ansan, and his wife will blow the pillow wind more in the future, his ears will naturally soften. At that time, even if the concubine of this world is evil and evil, don't think about continuing to make a fortune in the palace. !

Not long after, Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue to leave, leaving Zhennan Wang and his brother in the study.

The young couple gradually walked away, until they came to an uninhabited path, Xiao Yi suddenly said: "Leave a small Fang, and come another An. Father Wang will suffer a few more losses. It will hurt my heart."

Xiao Yi sighed and shook his head, his voice seemed to be broken for his father, but the smile on his face betrayed his true thoughts.

An Jia really couldn't sit still, because he wanted to find a way out for his family. It's just that back then, since they wanted to rely on Baiyue to start a business, and even sold their own country for it, they should be enlightened.

I thought that once I was tied to the Zhennan Palace, I could do it a hundred times. I can only say that it is too naive!

King Zhennan can easily give up even Xiao Fang. When he finds out the "truth", what will happen to An Jia and this eldest sister who has been causing him trouble...

The two looked at each other and smiled, Xiao Yi blinked and said with a big smile, "Ayue, we can watch the show when we come back."

Looking at the slyness in his eyes, Nangong Yue silently shed tears of sympathy for King Zhennan and Madam Qiao.

After this time, King Zhennan may be afraid to renew his heart so easily. After all, the concubine can give up, and the direct wife... I haven't heard of any mansion that abandons and violently kills a direct wife.

It's so good, anyway, neither Yi nor she will allow anyone to occupy the position of Princess Zhennan as the mother-in-law.

The two quickly put the topic behind them and continued to talk about the preparations for tomorrow's trip, filled with anticipation...

The next morning, the sky is beautiful, it is a suitable day to travel.

When the rising sun was halfway up, two horses galloped out from the gate of the East Street of Bixiaotang, and Xiao Fei and Baihui went to Dongyi Gate to see them off in person. Whether it was Xiao Fei or Baihui, their expressions were solemn. Xiao Fei stared at Xiao Yi "ruthlessly" from beginning to end, and his eyes seemed to warn him that if he didn't take good care of his sister-in-law, then there was no need to do so. came back.

If not looking at Nangongyue's high spirits and not wanting to spoil her, Xiao Fei really wants to persuade her to think again.

After the two high-headed horses left the gate of East Street, the sound of the hooves gradually faded away, and the gate of East Street was closed again, isolating those melancholy and reluctance inside the door.

After a brief reluctance to part, Nangong Yue's mood soon cheered up with the horse's hooves flying.

The young couple went out of Luoyue City and went all the way to the south.

They went to the seaside to see the vast and boundless sea, the rising sun slowly rising over the sea, and they went out with the fishermen to catch fish;

They went to Hanlu Mountain again, where the waterfalls were majestic and galloping, making Nangongyue breathtaking;

They also went to the ordinary villages and towns, stayed in the villagers' houses, and walked around in the temple fair to see and eat.

They also go down the bamboo rafts with ordinary people. If they miss the post station, they will take the sky as the seat and the earth as the bed...

Probably only when he traveled and practiced medicine with his grandfather in his previous life, did Nangong Yue enjoy this kind of life that was easy and convenient. Although there were some inconveniences, it also made people feel free and happy.

This is probably the feeling of "fighting the sword and traveling around the world".

They walked slowly and leisurely for six or seven days before arriving in the territory of Nanliang.

Nanjiang and Wangdu are already the difference between heaven and earth, but it was not until now that Nangong Yue realized that Nanjiang was still Dayu after all. Ryo is another country.

Whether it is the customs and customs, or the people's appearance, language, clothing... They are completely different from them.

The young couple put on Nanliang clothing as usual when they entered the country. However, Nanliang people have darker skin and deeper facial features than Dayu people. Although they wore Nanliang clothing, they knew that they were not from Nanliang. Wherever they went, it inevitably attracted a lot of curious eyes, and those people in Nanliang secretly speculated whether they were Dayu people.

Today's Nanliang was captured by the Nanjiang Army, and the defenders of the cities in Nanliang had long been replaced by Dayu's Nanjiang Army soldiers, so the people of Nanliang were already familiar with the appearance of the Dayu people.

Xiao Yi has always paid no attention to other people's eyes. In other words, when he was in Dayu, he was not less seen. The two continued their journey south leisurely and arrived at a town called Big Lake City two days later.

Big Lake City is a big city in the north of Nanliang, extending in all directions and very prosperous.

If this is an unknowing person, it is impossible to see that this place is under the control of the enemy country.

On the lively street, the two of them strolled casually holding their horses, and Nangong Yue was immediately attracted by some small stalls selling garlands by the roadside.

The garland of Nanliang is extremely beautiful. The flowers of jasmine, magnolia, calendula, rose, lily of the valley and so on are strung together into strings of flowers. They are not only beautiful, but also fragrant. Yue really wanted to buy a few strings to take back to Nanjiang to make gifts for Xiao Fei and the others.

After a while, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi wore several strings of garlands on their necks and wrists. Although Xiao Yi was a man, his appearance was outstanding and he was not squeamish. The appearance of wearing garlands was quite natural. Attracting more astonishing eyes, Nangong Yue couldn't help laughing, looking at him from time to time with a bright smile.

Of course Xiao Yi knew what she was laughing at, but she still let her "dress up" herself.

Sometimes, he thought Ah Yue was really weird.

She is obviously such a confident person, but why does she always feel that other people's eyes are looking at him?

Doesn't she know that she is the most dazzling one?

It made him want to keep his eyes on her forever, and he had to be alert to release his warning eyes, declaring that his stinky girl had already owned a famous flower!

There are small stalls lined on both sides of the wide street. In addition to selling flowers, they also sell some gadgets, snacks and other things. In Nangong Yue's eyes, everything is very novel, and he stopped at almost every stall. When they saw new and interesting things, they all bought them, and only after walking half a street, their horses were already heavily loaded.

Xiao Yi smiled and joked: "Ayue, we'll buy a carriage later!"

Nangong Yue looked at the miscellaneous things on the two horses, her little face showed a trace of embarrassment, she changed the subject and said, "Ai, I'm tired, let's find a place to rest."

Xiao Yi is very kind.

Nangong Yue glanced around casually for half a circle, and her eyes were attracted by a restaurant in front of her right. Looking at the restaurant's facade and the appearance of welcoming customers, it seemed that the business was not bad.

"Ai, let's go to that house."

She pointed to the restaurant. Of course, the restaurant had a signboard, but for Nangong Yue, Nan Liang's words were no different from heavenly books.

Fortunately, Xiao Yi understands some of Nanliang's words and understands Nanliang's dialect. Although it sounds a little jerky, it is more than enough to communicate with Nanliang people.

Nangong Yue is not someone who does everything by herself, but in the past, whether in the capital or in the southern border, she was always used to knowing everything by heart, but now in Nanliang, even the trivial matters of eating, drinking, tea and shopping would annoy Xiao Yi. , At first, she was not used to it, but soon she calmly enjoyed the feeling of leaning on Xiao Yi, and also learned another language - judging.

Xiao Yi told Nangong Yue that the restaurant was called Jinri Restaurant.

The restaurant was overcrowded, Xiao Yi chatted with the little Er who greeted the guests, and then told Nangong Yue, "Ayue, the seats upstairs are full..."

Nangong Yue smiled disapprovingly: "Then sit in the lobby on the first floor."

After all, going out is not as convenient as in Luoyue City. It is enough to have some lunch and a little rest.

Xiao Yi naturally complied, and ordered the little Er to lead them.

Xiao Er led them inside with a smile on his face. This restaurant is bigger than it looks from the outside. Apart from the lobby outside, there is also a lobby inside, which is also full of drinkers and diners. .

They walked all the way in until they stopped at a table against the wall.

Xiao Er warmly asked the two to sit down, Xiao Yi directly ordered him to serve a table of specialty dishes, Xiao Er smiled more attentively, and after serving tea and drinks for the two of them, he left first.

Nangong Yue looked at the surrounding environment curiously. The restaurant was full of seats and looked very lively. Those guests were all chatting, not only the guests at the same table, but even the people at the next table were answering from time to time. .

While Nangong Yue looked around, Xiao Yi, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, was also looking around. Nangong Yue could only rely on looking, but he could get more information from listening.

A middle-aged man with a bearded face at the next table was indignantly saying to his friend at the same table: "...Then the Prince of Zhennan is doing the wrong thing in our Nanliang, and his sins are heavy, and God is afraid that disaster will befall soon. ."

A young man at the other table asked nervously, "This eldest brother, is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true." An old man with a goatee in the corner patted the table and said with a ferocious expression, "This is what Aliman Muchan said personally! Black dead insects will swept across our Grand Lake City at noon today. , hurt plants, devour livestock, and even people, and then the entire Grand Lake City will be devoured! Next, the plague of insects will spread to other towns until it devours the entire Nanliang!"

When I heard the black dead bug, there was a commotion all around, and the diners whispered and became more and more excited.

Although Nangong Yue didn't understand Nan Liang language, she kept paying attention to the movement in the lobby. She raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling strange.

After she came to Nanliang, she found that the folk customs here are obviously much more sturdy and bold than Dayu, and the southern border is far behind. But even so, there is still a clear line between people, especially strangers. The atmosphere like now is not so lively, but more noisy, no, or indignation.

She squinted suspiciously.

At this time, Xiao Er happened to be serving some cold dishes first, so Xiao Yi casually asked in Nan Liang language: "Xiao Er, I heard what they said about black dead insects, what are these black dead insects? thing?"

Xiao Er's face is not very good-looking, after swallowing his saliva, he explained that the black dead bug is the "God of Disaster"! The pattern on its back looks like a skeleton, an ominous insect. The black death bug will appear every ten years, ranging from destroying mountains and villages, to severe plagues sweeping thousands of miles, and no one has ever been able to survive the plague of insects. There are countless such cases recorded in the annals of history. For example, more than a hundred years ago, Nanliang at that time ushered in an earth-shattering turn of the earth dragon, and tens of thousands of black dead insects descended afterward, gnawing the earth to the point of no grass. , floating corpses for thousands of miles, the country almost destroyed most of...

Xiao Er sighed and wanted to vomit, but thinking that the guest in front of him was a foreigner, he left without saying a word.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the lobby became more and more exciting. The bearded middle-aged man stood up and said to the others, "At noon today, Aliman Muchan will open the altar to cast spells and pray with his century-old cultivation base. God, take back the disaster!"

"Mu Chan is worthy of being Mu Chan, and his kindness is for the people." An old woman sighed with emotion.

The other diners also agreed, with a look of concern.

At this time, a square-faced young man by the window suddenly said: "Actually, after the Southern Border Army entered our Nanliang, they neither slaughtered, nor burned, killed, looted..."

"Shut up!" The old man with the goatee beard interrupted the square-faced young man with a stern expression, pointing at him and scolding, "A foreign enemy is a foreign enemy, as a native of Nanliang, you actually speak for the Dayu people who have invaded our land in Nanliang. Not worthy of being my Nanliang people!"

Although the people in Nanliang who were present knew that Nanliang first sent troops to Da Yu, at this moment, who would be "upright" to accuse their country, they all looked at the young man with righteous indignation and contempt. He rebuked in one sentence, so that the young man blushed with shame and fled in a short while...

Even if Nangong Yue was still a little uncertain, she was 90% sure at this moment.

"Ayi..." Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi inquiringly.

Xiao Yi filled himself with wine again, and then brought it to Nangong Yue's mouth, and said in a coaxing tone: "A Yue, this wine is not bad, and it is not too strong. Would you like to try it?"

Nangong Yue weakly twitched the corners of her eyes, took his hand, took a sip, and raised her eyebrows slightly. Huh? The wine was indeed sweet, so I took another sip, and stopped.

When Xiao Yi retracted his hand and drank the remaining water and wine in the glass, Nangong Yue suddenly realized that the glass just now belonged to Xiao Yi, and her pretty face was slightly red.

Meeting Xiao Yi's smiling eyes, she pretended to be calm and urged him with her eyes.

Xiao Yi obediently changed positions, sat beside Nangong Yue, and whispered in her ear what happened just now.

While listening, Nangong Yue casually used cold dishes. Not to mention how the main dish of this restaurant is, this cold dish is really good, sour and sweet, very appetizing. After eating most of the plate, Xiao Yi stopped her chopsticks and raised her eyebrows with interest when Xiao Yi talked about the danger of the black dead insect.

It was the first time she had heard of the black death bug, but was it really that evil?

With her knowledge of snakes, worms, mice and ants, these little creatures often have their own set of instincts to avoid danger in the coming crisis. Is this the same for this black dead worm? Or is it……

Xiao Yi took Nangong Yue's hand and hooked it lightly in her palm. The two already understood each other's feelings without saying anything.

Next, they put their minds on the food. It is no wonder that the restaurant is full of people. The drinks and dishes here are full of colors and flavors. Even Nangong Yue rarely puts down the principle of eating 80% full and eats more. Mouth, Xiao Yi even swept away the rest of the dishes.

As noon approached, some of the diners in the restaurant greeted each other and went outside after paying their bills, saying that they wanted to see the opening of the altar by Aliman Muchan.

Xiao Yi casually threw a piece of silver to Xiao Er, and happily dragged Nangong Yue along with the crowd to watch the fun.

A group of people from Nanliang rushed to the direction of the city, and other streets can also 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 now, the scorching sun was blazing, and the weather in Nanliang was two points hotter than that in southern Xinjiang. Xiao Yi randomly found a stall and bought two bamboo hats, which he put on their heads.

Nanliang people have the habit of wearing bamboo hats. Not only are Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi unobtrusive, but at first glance, they look more like Nanliang people.

In the market square in the center of the city, a lot of people have already gathered. Those devout believers have long been sitting there cross-legged, going around in a circle, layer upon layer. At first glance, there are at least hundreds of people... Every The eyes of each individual are shining brightly, exuding a kind of piety that is almost crazy.

A three-foot-high 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 with his eyes closed. He was wearing a white robe, and his hair was scattered like snow. Come to be kind and kind, very immortal.

Many people in Nanliang believe in religion, some believe in Buddhism, some believe in Taoism, some believe in esotericism...and there is also the state religion of Nanliang - Pith Religion.

This Aliman is the master of the Taoist religion, and is honored as "Mu Chan". "Mu Chan" is a Nanliang dialect, translated into Dayu dialect, and Yuemo means "Reincarnated Venerable". Mu Chan has cultivated for many years, and has a high prestige in Nanliang, with devout believers all over the place.

Recently, he just traveled to Grand Lake City. When he predicted that there would be disasters here, the sympathetic Aliman Muchan couldn't bear it. He stayed in Grand Lake City every night to sing and pray for blessings. He hoped that God would give him mercy. Altar practice!

A lot of devout Nanliang people poured into the square one after another, and the whole square was crowded with people.

"Looking at the sun, it will be noon after another incense stick?" A thin young man next to him looked up at the sun, and hesitantly said to the squat young man beside him, "Will the black dead bug really come?"

The chunky young man looked eagerly at the white-bearded and white-haired old man, clenched his fists without doubt and said, "Since Aliman Muchan said it, it must be true!"

"Mu Chan is over a hundred years old and still in good spirits, but he has cultivated a golden body and opened the eyes of the sky!"

The other people around also responded one after another, all of them with light on their faces, and their eager and pious eyes were all focused on the old man.

Xiao Yiman looked around carelessly, his eyes stayed on the northwest side for a moment, and hooked his lips with interest.

interesting!

What a lot of fun!