"Yeah!" Lan Xiwen saw Lan Xishu's eyes were red, and he responded obediently, muttered his nose and whispered: "I don't believe them! I know they said that on purpose and wanted to send me away to get married.

, bam! There is no way!”

As he spoke, Lan Xiwen smiled, wiped away the tears with his sleeves, and said with a somewhat arrogant expression: "In the end, I moved my aunt out, and they became mute."

"Aunt?" Lan Xishu frowned.

"Auntie told me a while ago about the origin of this rosary?" Lan Xiwen suddenly felt a little unhappy again. Lan Xishu was moved and touched Lan Xiwen's sleeve. The rosary never left his body.

The rosary beads touched her hands and heart. This rosary connected her aunt and Buddhism. Lan Xishu seriously disliked it and had never liked it.

"My aunt said that my mother passed away when I was born. A monk told my father that I had a hard life and could control my father, mother and family. I had to enter Buddhism early to avoid disasters. It was my brother who cried and made a fuss and refused. My father was half-convinced. I

I was not sent to the nunnery. Later, my frail and sick brother passed away, and my father believed it. At that time, my aunt happened to be a nun, so she asked an eminent monk to donate this rosary to me. Later, my father also left, and everyone

I think it was because my father didn’t send me to become a monk that the family was ruined.”

Lan Xiwen lowered her eyelashes and recounted the past in a weary manner. She had been sad for too long, and the feeling of guilt made her breathless: "Later, I stayed with my aunt in the nunnery until my father and you came together.

I’ll take it home!”

It was not clear before, but later Lan Xishu understood very well that it was the Lan family with a Jinyiwei family background that the old man had painstakingly found for him. He recognized the girl Lan Xiwen and became the Lan family of a hereditary military household, and successfully became a member of the Lan family.

Named Jin Yiwei, Jin Yiwei had just been reactivated by Emperor Yongle at that time. It was easy to get Lan Xiwen's recognition. Lan Xiwen's brother, who fell in love at first sight, was the same as his brother. It was much harder to convince Lan Xiwen's aunt. The Lan family

Ding Shanbo, the only two people left were the aunt and nephew. The old man spent a lot of effort and finally rekindled some old feelings before he got the aunt's approval. The aunt agreed and the aunt agreed. The rules said that there is no need to leave the Lan family.

His face must not disgrace the lintel of the Lan family, what a stand-up man his brother Lan Hailong is, etc.

Who would have thought that he would fall in love with Lan Xiwen at the first sight, and that the imposter, Lan Xishu, the only male member of the Lan family, would turn out to be a perfect match. Everything fell into place and it was fate!

"Only fools believe that!" Lan Xishu has no faith, his only faith is himself! Or there is the old man who he doesn't admit.

"Your marriage has nothing to do with them!" Lan Xishu said something rude and laughed when he saw Lan Xiwen pouting.

"I just told you, my aunt said that I am not suitable for marriage because I am destined to be a Buddhist!" Lan Xiwen raised his face and said proudly: "They were speechless."

Lan Xishu was speechless and felt as if he was stuffed with a ball of cotton.

"Isn't this a good excuse?" Lan Xiwen asked Lan Xishu in a vague voice while shouting wonton stew. Lan Xishu just nodded. People who believe in Buddhism, monsters and gods can't explain it clearly to them.

Lan Xishu lowered his head and ate the wontons in the bowl, leaving only a bowl of soup.

The third bowl came. Lan Xiwen removed Lan Xishu's bowl of wonton soup. The third bowl of wontons was pushed in front of Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu shook his head. Lan Xiwen leaned forward and whispered: "Eat more."

Only then can I have the strength to protect the house!"

"I haven't eaten for three days and I still have the strength to protect the house!" Lan Xishu smiled. With such a house in the world, he felt that God was treating him well. He has no father, no mother, no relatives, and no reason. Since he had a house, he has never been

No longer thinking like this, the world has become full of expectations and ambition.

The old woman who was no longer busy was leaning shoulder to shoulder with the old man, looking at Lan Xishu and Lan Xiwen's kind smile. Lan Xiwen bit her chopsticks and stretched out her legs shyly from under the table, touching Lan Xishu with her toes. Lan Xishu thought

Lan Xiwen warned, pretending to be nervous and shaking his head back and forth, while Zhang Song across from him was still pretending to eat sesame seed cakes. It seemed that the sesame seed cakes were not to his liking, so he was reluctant to eat them!

Lan Xishu's eyelids suddenly twitched. From the corner of his eye, he happened to glance at a rouge and gouache stall not far away. Xiao An was holding up a small mirror and looking around, followed by Sister Zhen who was paying. Lan Xishu made a mistake.

Eyeballs, Ding Ya's figure further away disappeared.

"The house is in trouble! Xiao An is out, let's leave quickly!" Lan Xishu didn't want to cause trouble.

"Oh!" Lan Xiwen lowered his head and shoveled the wontons into his mouth. Lan Xishu stood up to pay the bill: "I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent!"

With a mouth full of wontons, Lan Xiwen followed Lan Xishu and hurriedly left the wonton shop in response to the old lady's greetings. Lan Xiwen took the horse and pulled her hard into the crowd.

Zhang Song stopped nibbling the half piece of sesame cake and followed him out of the sesame cake shop.

"Xiao An is going back!" Lan Xiwen pretended to be surprised and looked around, surprising Zhang Song who was following behind. He was either stopping in front of this stall or choosing in front of that stall.

Oh! Lan Xishu breathed a sigh of relief. I don’t know if Ding Ya found his horse or Sister Zhen found it. At least he coaxed Xiao An back. He took the reins of the horse from Lan Xiwen’s hand and walked further south, passing by the busy city.

Now, the crowds are sparse. In front of Huanxi Grain Store, there are market cart pushers selling grain. Wan Sanjin directs the boys and grain sellers to move their bags inside, shouting to be careful all the way, put them against the wall, and turn around.

Seeing Lan Xishu, he was startled for a moment, and immediately struck up a conversation with a businessman's signature smile: "Sir, take a look, the good rice and white noodles! The price is negotiable!"

"Really!" Lan Xishu bent down and reached into a bag of rice that had just been opened: "I will meet you later. Remember there is a man in blue robe who followed me in. Ding Ya will follow, so that

He pays attention to this person, and when he has time, he kills him! When he doesn’t have time, he stares at him!"

The smile on Wan Sanjin's face did not diminish, and he kept saying "um".

"I'll call for someone later!" Lan Xishu said hello and turned into the Xixiangfeng Car Shop. Two stable mule carriages covered with tarpaulins were driving out of the Xixiangfeng Car Shop.

The shopkeeper was giving instructions to the driver and saying goodbye to the customers. When he turned around and saw Lan Xishu holding a strong horse against the wall, he quickly greeted: "This little brother, please come in quickly!"

A waiter took the reins of the horse. Lan Xishu patted the horse's head and followed the shopkeeper inside. Another small donkey cart had just unloaded its goods and rushed out. The handlebar type was a novice, and he was sweating profusely.

As he ran after the donkey, he kept shouting and shouting, and the shopkeeper shouted angrily: "I say Sheng'er! Slow down and give the donkey its bit! Ouch! You can't even shake the little donkey."

An old farmer caught up from behind, grabbed the donkey's reins, and gave him a slap in the face. The donkey cart slowed down and said, "Shopkeeper! Don't worry about me!"

The shopkeeper showed smile lines, patted his short brown hair with both hands and looked at Lan Xishu apologetically: "I'm so busy that I don't have to worry about everything! The little brother comes to take care of us, and the upper room is reserved by the regular patrons, so

Right! There is another room in the backyard that was originally booked by a regular customer. He just happened to go back to purchase goods. The regular customer is easy to talk to, so I made the decision. Why don’t you stay here first? "

"That's great! Thank you shopkeeper for your kindness!" Lan Xishu thanked him again and again. As he walked through the courtyard, Lan Xishu's movements prompted Ge Tinggang to open the window and watch. This guy had just met with Zhang Bingqian. Zhang Bingqian listened.

In return, he ordered him to stay put. He only said that he had a mission recently, but did not explain specifically what he was doing. He only told him that Zhang Song would contact him. Ge Tinggang was unsure. The rat had not come back yet. Ge Tinggang couldn't calm down.

He was lying in the room with his thoughts like a motherless child. He heard Lan Xishu's movements especially. When he pushed the window, it turned out to be Lan Xishu and Lan Xiwen. The shopkeeper led them to the backyard and looked at them.
Chapter completed!