Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

The red letter of Double Happiness hangs high.

A couple enters the bridal chamber.

Lu Mingfei's face was reddish, his alcohol capacity was not bad, but today was a day of great joy, everyone who came here got a glass of wine from the champion, even ordinary people, it was the same.

They probably don't even dare to think about it. There will be such a day when the majestic Lord Hou will toast himself.

The betrothal gifts sent by civil servants and military generals have been placed on eight streets, and the young men who sang yelled from dawn to dusk. No one has ever seen such a scene. They only think that the champion of color is worthy of being a champion. Such a scene is infinite, really like a girl It is said that today's Erika is the happiest woman in the world.

The most important gift list is the emperor, which is natural, as His Majesty today, even if he only recites a feather, it is the most prominent gift today.

But the center of more people's private discussions is still the mighty Marquis. The real identity of the Champion Marquis is not a secret in the upper circles of the capital today. The legitimate son who separated from the family years ago.

However, the Champion Hou returned to Beijing for ten days, leading a battalion of soldiers in the capital, and he can be regarded as the powerful Marquis Wu, but for some reason, every time the Champion Hou and Wei Wuhou meet each other, they are strangers. Not even comparable to the rest of the princes who are ministers in the same palace, and more strangers than strangers.

If it's acting, it's too much.

So everyone guessed in private, and they didn't know what gift the Mighty Marquis would give to the Champion Hou's wedding.

It's better to be like strangers, after all, father and son love, at least face should be taken care of.

But I really didn't expect it.

Marriage of the champion Hou, Li Dan sang from dawn to dusk, until night fell. From one end to the other, everyone came, even the captain guarding the city gate, but he was missing, Mighty Marquis.

At the wedding banquet, cups of wine were mixed, everyone was smiling, but they occasionally exchanged a look, and thousands of words were all met in this look.

Lords, these two, Mighty Marquis and Champion Marquis, aren't they real?

Who knows?

"Master Hou, the mighty Hou He..."

"Oh, didn't you come?"

The soldiers who followed Lu Mingfei down from the battlefield whispered in his ear.

Hearing the news that Marquis Wuwu hadn't arrived, Lu Mingfei just raised his eyebrows slightly, and the man's resolute face naturally appeared in front of his eyes, and it was only for a moment. Lu Mingfei came back to his senses, and his expression did not change at all.

He nodded, indicating that he knew it, and he just asked the soldiers to retreat.

On this side, Lu Mingfei continued to clink glasses with others, and the laughter spread far and wide.

With so much alcohol to drink, even a hard-nosed person has to have a three-pointer.

"Master Hou, be careful."

Scary wanted to help Lu Mingfei.

It was opened by him.

"Need not."

Lu Mingfei looked at the starry sky, and let out a breath, which was full of the strong smell of alcohol.

He froze for a moment, calling out scary.

"Bring sour plum soup."

Rinsing his mouth and hangover, Lu Mingfei sat by the lotus pond for a long time, waiting for the smell of alcohol to dissipate from his body. This was his bridal chamber with Hui Liyi, so it's not proper to be drunk.

Looking at the full moon reflected in the lotus pond, Lu Mingfei was lost in thought. He thought of the evening many, many years ago, how many years ago was the evening?Lu Mingfei couldn't remember clearly anymore. Human beings are animals that are good at forgetting, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

But it should not be placed on Lu Mingfei. The world only knows that the champion Hou Tian was born with supernatural powers and bravely won the three armies. Words like supernatural power and photographic memory are not enough to describe. To give an example, he can even remember the appearance of his parents when he opened his eyes when he was just born.

This kind of thing even feels unbelievable to Lu Mingfei himself, he doesn't know what's wrong with him, the little Lu Mingfei doesn't have the slightest pride and complacency in his heart, he just hesitates, even panics.

Lu Mingfei likes to listen to books, and he is always fascinated by the bizarre stories told by the storytellers in teahouses.

But also in this storyteller, he heard a sentence.

"Being different from ordinary people is a demon."

That day, the young master was depressed, and he didn't think about eating and drinking for several months. He entered the Weiwuhou mansion one by one like flowing water. He tried all kinds of methods, but in the end he couldn't even tell the reason. , The mighty Marquis didn't show it on his face, probably only these Lang Zhong knew that they had walked before the gate of hell.

Later, Lu Mingfei walked out slowly, but he just left a groan in his heart, and he was firm in his idea that he must never tell others about his extraordinary memory.

Maybe, I'm just a monster.

Lu Mingfei thought.

He began to eat well, and went out again, just wondering where the storyteller in the teahouse went, the new one was a little younger, and the story he told was not as interesting as the previous one.

However, the ruler is short and the inch is long. Young storytellers can't tell old stories, but they can tell current events with wit and humor.

Which brothel in the capital chose the oiran, and whose son spent a lot of money.

The young master of the palace beat the servant girl to death.

The nobleman's daughter eloped with someone.

Those who listened scratched their heads and couldn't stop.

It's just that he couldn't have expected it anyway. Among the people who listened to his Hu Tian, ​​one of them was the son of the mighty Marquis of the dynasty.

It is an interesting anecdote for ordinary people. To Lu Mingfei, this is what happened around him. How could he not hear that this young storyteller is talking nonsense. It's fine for such a thing to appear in a picture book, how could it happen in reality.

However, occasionally, he would tell the truth by mistake. Lu Mingfei asked someone to investigate the little master who killed his maid on a whim, and unexpectedly discovered that there was such a thing.

Are you counting?

A piece of news was confirmed, and Lu Mingfei also thought about it, wondering if the storyteller had some background, or just like in his own story, he was an expert who lived here in seclusion, tired of the life of swords and swords, So he opened a teahouse and told a story to make a living.

It's just that when the storyteller was covered with a sack on a dark and windy night, Lu Mingfei calmed down.

A tall man is definitely not a tall man.

As for his story, Lu Mingfei also wanted to understand.

Probably by mistake.

In the deep walls that seem to be majestic in this year, I don't know how many dirty pasts are hidden. In the eyes of the nobles, what is the difference between ordinary people and those pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep?If you kill them, you will kill them. Is it possible that the government will put them in prison for this?
What a joke.

Oh, it's not right to say that, after all, some animals are much more precious than human life.

Just say that Lu Mingfei has heard that the son of a royal family has a beloved emerald cat, and he likes it so much on weekdays. One day, a servant disturbed the emerald cat's afternoon nap and was beaten to death.

Others just took it as a joke, but to Lu Mingfei's ears, he felt uncomfortable all over. However, in a few days, he found a random excuse and beat up that young man severely. But Lu Mingfei grinned happily when he thought that the man would have to lie down for half a year and he only needed to lie down for two months.

Then added the army stick.

The storyteller is probably because he is young and doesn't know what the truth is or from his mouth. He doesn't know that he can tell stories here with peace of mind every day. There will be an extra corpse of an unknown man.

But on this day, the storyteller slapped the gavel and told a new story.

"The evildoer of the capital."

The people in the hall began to discuss in a low voice, and a few words immediately caught their attention, and they didn't even think about where the capital was, at the foot of the emperor, it was majestic and upright, and there were no monsters and evil spirits.

They chatted lively there, but no one noticed that the smile of a young man here was already stiff.

Seeing that everyone was interested, the storyteller stroked his beard and continued talking on his own.

"But it said that a foreign princess came to the capital."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei's stretched palms loosened, and when he looked at his palms, they were all covered in sweat.

Evil...?

Lu Mingfei was also interested.

He really wanted to know the origin of this foreign princess who was called a monster.

Listening, Lu Mingfei gradually pursed his lips.

The lip line is steep and sharp, like a knife that cuts everything.

There is a difference in birth, and the mouth can't speak.

The body has a strange fragrance, and wherever it passes, the snake can't escape.

Not long after he came into the world, the country was defeated by Zhou. I don't know how many soldiers died on the battlefield. The king of the country also bowed his head to the emperor of Zhou.

So she attributed all the faults to her ominousness.

She grew up in such an environment.

Lu Mingfei listened bit by bit.

There seemed to be a cold girl in front of him.

Her brows and eyes were full of loneliness.

If he hadn't tried every means to hide his differences from ordinary people, maybe what happened to his second daughter would happen to him again.

Such thoughts involuntarily appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Maybe that's why.

He can empathize with this foreign princess very much.

It’s weird.

He obviously only heard the story of the storyteller, but in his eyes, it seemed as if he had known this woman for countless years.

The gavel sounded again.

Lu Mingfei was awakened from his fugue like a thunderstorm.

He looked up the hall.

It is seen that the storyteller closes the folding fan and faces the guests in all directions, one by one.

At that time, copper coins fell from the sky like raindrops, and there were bursts of applause from the audience. The storyteller was all smiles, and said auspicious words while bowing, until a silver ingot fell in front of him, piercing his cheek brightly. Eye.

The storyteller was startled. This is just an ordinary teahouse, not a prince's house. The common people also use copper plates and copper coins in their daily life. Where have they seen any silver.

Having said that, those who can afford money are not ordinary people.

The storyteller was thinking secretly, and he did not forget to cast his eyes in the direction where the silver was thrown, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise him, what a handsome young man.

Looking at the young man's eyebrows and eyes, one can tell that he is definitely not a child of an ordinary family. These are eyes that have never been troubled by life. The parents of this young man must have put a lot of thought into raising such eyes.

It's just strange that this little man doesn't have the arrogance that noble people are used to, and the sense of alienation that seems to be born from two worlds can't be found in him.

Seeing the storyteller looking at him, Mr. Xiao Lang said with a smile.

"Let's talk about this story again."

"It's work."

How could the storyteller dare to accept such words, he quickly offered the money with both hands, smiling.

"Yes, yes, just say a paragraph, and it's okay to say a paragraph."

This is the first time Lu Mingfei has heard of the Wai Wang Nu.

By the way, is it called Eri Yi?
Lu Mingfei thought.

What a strange name.

Of course, the storyteller is just a storyteller. It is impossible for Lu Mingfei to believe whatever he said. Afterwards, he also sent someone to inquire about the news and found that it was true. Lu Mingfei was surprised. But it turned out that so many nasty things could happen inside the deep wall. As for this time, the foreign princess just arrived in the capital as a hostage, so where did the storyteller get the news...

The doubts were quickly answered. Within half a day, Lu Mingfei heard the news about the foreign princess from somewhere, and even the servants of their mighty Marquis Mansion were secretly talking about the foreign princess.

It turns out that the whole capital city has been cleared up.

It's just that when Lu Mingfei heard other people talking about ominous disasters and fearful expressions, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

This was the first time that Lu Mingfei got angry with the servants of the Hou Mansion.

Several maidservants stood tremblingly in front of him.

Little Hou Ye's gaze was really scary, it actually made them think of Hou Ye involuntarily.

"Next time, slap your mouth."

"Yes."

After a long while, Lu Mingfei calmed down, feeling strange in his heart, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, what kind of foreign princess, after all, was just a stranger who had never met.

Why did he get so angry because of a strange woman?
For the young master, this feeling of Soviet Russia is really novel.

Speaking of which, this girl must be called Erikai.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

What an odd name.

But being weird is weird, the more Lu Mingfei thinks about Erika and the name, the more familiar he feels.

Erika...Erika...

He frowned.

I seem to have heard of it somewhere.

But it doesn't make sense.

Lu Mingfei can even remember the scenes he saw when he opened his eyes when he was just born. He can't forget all the stories of the storyteller after he hears them. My first and last name, and I forgot where I heard it?
Could it be...

An unreasonable thought broke into Lu Mingfei's mind.

Could it be in the previous life?

In my previous life, I had heard of this name, Eri Yi?

As soon as such an idea appeared, Lu Mingfei laughed it off.

Probably because I have heard too many stories about drawing books.

Lu Mingfei thought.

He could even think of anything from his previous life.

It's ridiculous.

I want to think about it, but the interest in the foreign princess is deeply rooted in Lu Mingfei's heart.

As a result, he wandered outside several times afterwards, and when he was strolling, he came to the vicinity of the Waiwangfu, thinking that he was here anyway, why don't he pay a visit?
But every time I just took a look at it from a distance, seeing a touch of the red dress in my eyes, I also fell into a dream.

Is it the girl in red?
Lu Mingfei thought.

It's getting more and more familiar.