In the past few days, the spring has been beautiful and the scenery along the way has been pleasant.
However, Ji Lianbino was not idle while sitting in the carriage. He reviewed the letters that were coming in all the time. Before setting off, he deployed his manpower and paid attention to the court's movements. He was mainly worried about Ji Lianxuanwu's affairs, fearing that the princes would be in trouble.
Make a fuss.
Unexpectedly, after the great victory at Chuyun Border Pass that day, they were invaded by the Lingguo Alliance on the frontier. They conquered Xiushan, Jiangchu, Jinyang, Gengzuo and other cities all the way, and approached Kyoto, causing shock to the government and the public.
, where is the time to deal with Ji Lianxuanwu’s trivial matter?
"Nuo," Yan Wei'er saw Ji Lianbie Nuo's brows furrowed and her face became more and more worried: "What big thing happened? Are you coming to arrest Xuan Wu?"
Jilianbino shook his head and said: "Feng Chuyun has no combat experience and was defeated all the way. Now he is guarding Tongdu City. Once this natural barrier is lost again, Kyoto may be in danger."
"I don't know how many people are displaced." Yan Wei'er murmured to herself, and then said angrily: "Feng Chuyang has the strength to assassinate us, why doesn't he defend the city?"
"Silly girl, the more chaotic it is, the greater the opportunity will be for Feng Chuyang." Jilian Bino put a stack of letters from the past few days in a unique small box: "It turns out that Feng Chuyun still has a chance to compete with him.
He has great power, but his sharp edge is too obvious and he is eager for quick success. Even if he returns to the court alive now, he will not be able to regain his former power."
Yan Wei'er stopped answering and actually had a look of guilt. Many families had been destroyed, but she was happily preparing for the wedding. She looked outside the carriage and saw the leisurely spring scenery and lush green scenery, and suddenly sighed softly.
"Wei'er," Ji Lianbienuo took her delicate white hands and said, "I won't let you suffer, don't worry."
Yan Wei'er looked deeply at Jilian Bino with clear eyes: "No, I hope the wedding can be simpler. Is that okay?"
Jilian Bino gently stroked Wei'er's young and beautiful face with his hand: "I said I would like to marry you into Jilian's family."
"I can get married to you, Bienuo. It's already a perfect marriage." Yan Wei'er insisted: "The war broke out, so many people were displaced, and their families were destroyed. How can we still have a luxurious wedding? The money saved can be used to provide relief for refugees.
victims."
Ji Lianbino couldn't help but put his big hand in Yan Wei'er's arms and said, "Wei'er is such a good girl."
He knew she was good, but he didn't know she was so good. Which woman doesn't want to be glorious when she gets married? But she made the opposite request.
Jilian Bino's heart suddenly became warm and soft, and he gently kissed the beauty's mouth in his arms: "Everything depends on you."
Yan Wei'er's cheeks were flushed, and she leaned into his broad and warm arms, with a happy smile emerging from the corners of her mouth.
After leaving Weishanguan, the number of guards doubled again.
When we arrived at the Morlie Grassland, we naturally had to get together with Babagus.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the sun shines brightly on the green grass, and there are herds of cattle and sheep, a scene of prosperity.
In the "Afraid of Chita'er" tribe, a banquet had already been held in the open air, and the wine was fragrant. After some greetings between Babagus and Ji Lian Mobei, he invited everyone to take a seat.
Babagus sat at the front seat with a smile. There were two men sitting on the left and right. One was wearing a goose-yellow robe and had a thin face; the other was slightly fatter and wore dark blue clothes. As I just introduced, these two men are him.
A nephew from afar.
"Uncle Babagus, where are your sons and daughters?" Jilianbino asked casually. In the past, his children were always sitting beside him, but this time he didn't even see them.
"Haha, they have gone to work." Babagus's voice was a little hoarse and he smiled: "I won't talk about them anymore. Come, let's drink! This first bowl of wine is to celebrate the wedding of the distinguished Young Master Ji Lian!"
Ji Lian Mobei and his wife, Ji Lian Bino's brother and sister, Yan Wei'er, Qin San Gongzi, as well as the "Eighteen Knights" headed by Hua Yi, and several military leaders were all present, and they all picked up the wine bowls in front of them.
, prepare to drink it all in one gulp.
Yan Weier actually heard a hint of inexplicable danger in Babagus' last urgent tone.
It is an indescribable intuition, inexplicable, and innate sensitivity.
Babagus's face was clearly filled with a hospitable smile. But in Yan Wei'er's eyes, that smile was filled with a hint of sadness and helplessness.
Yan Wei'er was startled and looked at the busy clan members of the "Wei Chi Ta'er" tribe. All of their faces looked nervous. There was a girl who was pouring wine, her lips were bitten, and she stood in the corner, motionless.
Just as everyone was about to drink in response to Babagus's blessing, Yan Wei'er shouted loudly: "Wait!"
For a moment, everyone looked at the future young master and his wife, and the raised bowl was slowly put down again.
Yan Wei'er walked out of her seat, saluted to Babagus and said: "Thanks to Uncle Babagus for his blessing, Wei'er went to Jipal Ranch with her fiancée to worship her ancestors. She wanted to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha here, and use this first bowl of wine to pay homage.
Ancestor of the Ji Lian family."
She took the lead and poured the wine in the bowl at her feet with a wonderful gesture, which aroused everyone's surprise, but they all followed suit and poured the wine at their feet.
You know, what Yan Weier did was very unethical.
The elders of Ji Lian's family did not say anything here, and the young master was also sitting among them, but a girl who had not yet entered the house stood out from the crowd and made her own decision. It was really against the dignity of the family.
Ji Lianbeino knew very well that Yan Weier was not a willful woman, and there must be a deep meaning in her actions, but for the moment he was not sure of her intentions. Ji Lian and Mobei looked at each other and said nothing.
The wine in the bowl was filled again by the tribesmen.
Yan Wei'er smiled and raised the bowl that was filled with wine again and said: "I am the daughter of the Yan Clan in Kyoto. I can marry Young Master Ji Lian and have no regrets in this life. So I want to stay in the beautiful Morlie Prairie.
I want to dance a song to pay tribute to the ancestors of the Ji Lian family and to thank Uncle Babagus for his warm hospitality."
She naturally put the wine back on the table and took a deep look at Jilianbino.
Although Jilianbino was shocked, his expression remained normal. It was clear that Yan Weier once lived in Cangning, but she insisted on calling her "Yanmen of Kyoto". When he heard this, he understood that he could not drink wine.
Uncle Babagus did not speak, but the nephew in blue clothes behind him held up the wine bowl and said: "Everyone has had a hard time on the road, why not enjoy the beautiful dance of the young master and his wife while drinking."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the bowl, drank it, and showed the bowl to everyone present.
Jilenbino nodded, walked to Yan Wei'er with a smile, and said to Babagus: "Uncle, you still remember that when we came here two months ago, we were in time to pray to God, and Wei'er danced a dance at that time.
Did he really bless his tribe later on?"
Babagus closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Madam, Madam, we did not suffer any disasters during the winter and got through it safely."
When he talked about the disaster, his voice trembled, which made Jilian Bino and Yan Weier even more aware of it.
Jilianbino smiled and said: "Uncle, we have brought you a big gift this time. I guarantee you will like it." He turned around and ordered: "Hua Yi, take someone to the carriage to bring the gift to uncle."
Hua Yi didn't know what gifts he could get, but after hearing Jilianbino's instructions, he immediately got up and left the table.
"Wait!" The goose-yellow robe suddenly stood up: "My friends who have come from afar, please eat and drink first, and then go get the gifts later. You are not in a hurry. Are you right, uncle?"
Uncle Babagus nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, first of all, please let me show my friendship as a landlord..."
It was such a mess, they were rambling, they either forgot about drinking or dancing, everyone was making their own plans.
Ji Lian Mobei smiled gently: "Babagus, why do we still pay attention to these etiquettes between us? Hua Yi, go ahead and bring the gift. Wei'er's filial piety can be learned from heaven and earth, so let's dance a song. Wait for the gift to be brought
, after enjoying the dance, wouldn’t it be nice to drink wine and eat meat again?”
After receiving the order, Hua Yi immediately led the crowd away. When Chief Ji Lian spoke, who dared to stop him?
At this moment, Hua Yi knew in his mind that the gift he received was fake, but that he led people to search the tribe was real. There must be something wrong here, otherwise the young master and his wife would not have behaved so strangely.
On the other side of the room, the man in the goose-yellow shirt also left the table with an excuse, but saw that Qin San Gongzi used Qinggong steps lightly and blocked his way without showing any signs.
The third young master of Qin held a jade flute in his hand and said with a smile: "Weier, my brother will accompany you." After saying that, Xiaosha played "The Song of the Bamboo Horse". This song was played by Weier on the zheng at that time. He hoped that the music of the old days could be heard.
It can evoke Wei'er's memory.
The sound of the flute lingers and spreads melodiously on the grassland...the cattle and sheep are so joyful, the grass is so shiny...it is quiet and far away...
In desperation, Yan Wei'er came up with the idea of dancing to delay time, but her mind went blank and she didn't know how to dance.
Along with the sound of the flute, the ups and downs of the tune rolled in her ears. For a moment, she was stunned, and she didn't even know where to start the tune. She just stood there until the third clear sound, like the call of an oriole, pulled her away.
Entering a certain scene, it seemed that at that time, she was playing the zither, brother Qin San was playing the flute, and they were sitting in the cabin...
Yan Wei'er stepped on the first note and slowly danced to the sound of the flute. She raised her wrist slightly and rotated with the music. Her pink and white flowing clothes fluttered with her dancing posture.
Slowly awakening, dance steps, and the memory of a certain moment. The crackle of the campfire, a strange musical instrument, the bounce of the bullet, rising and falling.
It's still in the grassland, but withered grass meets the gray sky. It's nothing like this time, when the air carries the pleasant smell of green grass.
Her skillful dance steps gradually began to revive... With a calm smile on her face, spring flowers seemed to bloom wherever her eyes glanced.
Startled every step of the way.
It's easy to hide with open swords, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Along the way, the killers sent by Feng Chuyang were lurking secretly. Unexpectedly, even Uncle Babagus was caught in the attack.
Yan Wei'er thought about it, and her dancing posture actually brought out some indescribable perseverance and unyieldingness, as well as a sudden surge of strong confidence. With Ji Lianbienuo here, what should she be afraid of?
It was full of tenderness, as if the dance in my memory was performed so freely and wantonly because of my deep love for him.
The Third Young Master of Qin, dressed in white, played the jade flute gracefully. The tune of "The Song of the Bamboo Horse" changed completely and seamlessly to "Drunk on the Battlefield" to match Yan Wei'er's increasingly tough dance moves.
This girl with pink and white clothes, light figure, and beauty like a snowdrop danced a blood-sobbing dance that only happens on the battlefield.
What a strange picture.
Weeping and complaining, displaced, no longer attached to hometown... Everyone was dumbfounded...