kill the immortal

Chapter 27, Chapter 27

In Wenren Mansion, there are rockery and weeping willows in the courtyard, and the green path is quiet.

Under the pavilion, Wenren Jinping was holding a soft pen and brushing ink on the rice paper, while the personal maid beside him was sitting upright and stroking the Yaoqin.

The melody of the piano was melodious, and the urgency was measured, but Wen Ren Jinping, who wrote the pen, suddenly paused and said softly: "Wrong!"

The maid stopped playing the piano, nodded her head and said with a light smile: "I was only a little anxious, but the young lady realized that the ears of the young lady are really not what a mortal should have."

"The melody of "A Bright Night" is elegant, quiet, and silently melancholy, and the artistic conception will be ruined if you rush it." Wenren Jinping said slowly.

"Miss is right, I'll just play it again." The maid said with a smile, it was obvious that she and Wenren Jinping had a close relationship, and getting along was very natural.

And just as the maid was about to play the piano again, there was a burst of laughter in the courtyard.

"What's wrong, I heard Huanxi's piano skills are excellent, it's Jinping, you are too demanding."

A fat figure walked towards here along the corridor. Seeing this, the maid hurriedly got up from the stone bench, and Wen Ren Jinping also put down the pen in her hand.

"Daddy."

"master!"

Wen Renyun remonstrated with a smile to the maid Huanxi: "I think Huanxi's piano skills are no less than those of the masters outside."

Huanxi was a little embarrassed when he heard the words: "The master is too famous, it's all because of the young lady's training."

Wenren Jinping was dressed in a white fairy dress with an elegant demeanor, and said with a smile: "Huanxi qin art is really good, but if you make a mistake, you are wrong. Besides, this "A Good Night in the Night" was created by your friend Mr. He Ruobofu, Dad. Why didn't you hear it?"

Wen Renyun remonstrated, "Even if Bo Fu comes to play, he can't guarantee it will be perfect every time. It's Jinping, you are too picky."

Wenren Jinping stopped arguing with his father and stood there smiling without saying a word.

Wenren Yunjian turned his eyes to the copybook on the stone table at this time, and said softly: "Xiaomeng follows the clock, and the clouds are floating..."

After reading a sentence, he smiled and said, "It's Shen Rongji's poem again."

Wenren Jinping's eyes also turned to the poem on the stone table, and said softly: "This poem is not well-known among the works of Layman Nanchuang, but Daddy knows it too."

Wenren Yunjian laughed loudly: "You look down on your father too much, you should ask her if Shen Nanchuang recognizes me, Wenren Yunjian."

Wenren Jinping's eyes showed resentment: "You are one of the three masters of martial arts. It is good that all literati in the world know Daddy, but Nanchuang Layman is not a high-ranking official or noble daughter, but he is amazing in literary talent, which is no worse than Daddy."

Wude is the year name of the first emperor, and now it is the seventh year of Yongchang.

Wen Renyun remonstrated with a smile and said, "You have such a preference for Layman Nanchuang, if you let him know, you will feel that you have a bosom friend in this world."

Wenren Jinping sighed softly, and said, "If Layman Nanchuang really knows my name, that would be great."

These words made Wenren Yunjian ponder, and he walked in the pavilion for a long time and said: "Your marriage is coming soon, as a father, you can hold a poetry meeting before that, and invite Layman Nanchuang to come to Shendu, so that you can meet her. "

Wenren Jinping was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on his originally graceful and quiet face: "Is what Dad said true?"

Wenren Yun remonstrated with a chuckle and said, "What did Weifu lie to you, but Yunzhou is far away, and she Shen Rongxi's well-known aloofness may not give Weifu this face."

He paused as he spoke, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Let's wait for Nanchuang Layman's reply first. If she is willing to come, she can hold this poetry meeting again. If she doesn't want to, then forget it. As a father, I don't bother talking to those scribes." We toss."

Wenren Jinping couldn't help but ordered: "Then when daddy sends someone there, don't be rude...how about my daughter writing a book herself...forget it, daddy should write it."

Although she is known as a talented woman in Luoyang, it is because outsiders see her as a noble family and a daughter who is well-known, and she has little reputation outside Luoyang.

Wen Renyun remonstrated and comforted her: "Don't worry, if you are destined to meet her, you will meet her someday."

"...What Daddy said is true." Wenren Jinping quickly calmed down and said softly.

Wenren Yunjian thought for a while, looked at his daughter and said: "Your marriage..."

Wenren Jinping took the initiative to take over his voice, and said quietly: "Daddy will not harm my daughter, and the arranged marriage must be for my daughter's benefit."

"...If you can really think so, that's the best."

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An Yan's marriage is being prepared in an orderly manner.

The wedding dresses were also rushed out, and An Yan was asked to try them on.

Xuan Tang's wedding dresses are about men's red and women's green, and the bright red dress worn by An Yan is bright and festive, complicated and expensive.

There is also the matter of ancestor worship in the process. An Yan heard Yu Jingtang say that Yanzhou is in chaos, and it is not easy to go back and ask for a memorial tablet. With An Yan's consent, Yu Jingtang Re-established the ancestral tablet for An Yan.

But only his "father" An Guanglie was alone. Even so, under the admonition of the ritual officer, An Yan made an extremely cumbersome prostration ceremony in the direction of Yanzhou.

In the name of An's family, Yu Jingtang followed the etiquette process every time he interacted with Wenren's family.

Nacai, ask the name, Najib, Nazheng, ask for a date.

The date of the personal welcome has also been set, and next month, that is, July 25, is suitable for marriage and sacrifice.

It was the end of June, and there was less than a month left for the wedding, which was already much faster than the normal process.

In Luoyang City, it was also rumored that Wen Ren Yunjian, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, married Wei Guogong, Fengge internal history and left servant She Yu Jingtang.

But it was just a rumor, and many people thought that Yu Huanting, the son of Yu Jingtang, and Wenren Jinping were getting married. Only those who knew the real news would understand that the person Wenren Jinping was going to marry was just one of Yu Jingtang's. A distant nephew.

Yu Huanzhang once came to find An Yan, took An Yan out to play, and said that he was here to congratulate him, but An Yan could feel that he had a heavy heart.

An Yan can figure out what is on his mind, so he doesn't try to expose it.

Master Xuanyi has not been here for a while, but Chaojin and Lukui will come every night as a routine.

These two women would report to An Yan about the recent situation of Daoist Xuanyi every day, and at An Yan's request, taught An Yan a lot of knowledge about cultivation.

An Yan learned a piece of information from them that Master Xuanyi is practicing with the things he took from him, but it seems to have some side effects. .

This made An Yan instantly think of the scene when the maid Xiangyun was affected.

Could it be that Master Xuanyi is also affected by him? !
An Yan had this idea in his mind, Master Xuanyi is obviously a monk in the spiritual realm, isn't he? There should be a huge gap between the spiritual realm and the spiritual realm.

His thoughts were chaotic, and he finally came to an uncertain conclusion. Perhaps Master Xuanyi would also be affected by him, but she has a high level of cultivation and can suppress this confusing power!
If not, Master Xuanyi has tried so many times before, he should have bowed to him long ago like Chao Jin and Lu Kui.

This gave An Yan a clearer understanding of her physique.

Master Xuanyi wants to pick her own Yuanyang, perhaps not because she is waiting for a suitable opportunity, but because she may not be able to bear it completely!

The technique of double cultivation she gave herself may be when she thinks about that step, let me help her relieve some pressure.

The more An Yan thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible. If it wasn't for this, Master Xuanyi didn't need to spend so much time on himself, just throw away a furnace.

Time passed day by day, An Yan never saw Yu Nian at home, even if he asked the servant girl, he didn't know.

"Miss is always on the move, and sometimes it's normal not to return to the house for a month." The maidservants replied.

July.

An Yan heard a piece of news: Tianhou returned to Luoyang from Chang'an!

Outside Luoyang city gate.

There were originally piles of refugees here, but they had been driven elsewhere by the sergeants, and the ground had been cleaned up specially.

All the officials, headed by Yu Jingtang and Shen Tuying, were waiting here. The guard of honor was neat and solemn, with the [-]-meter-high city gate tower at their backs, a majestic scene!
Xuanjiawei galloped on the main road on the geared horse Feng Xingju, returning from time to time.

"Tianhou Shengjia is twenty miles away from Luoyang!"

"Fifteen miles!"

"Ten miles!"

Yu Jingtang was wearing a purple court dress, standing upright in front of all the officials, looking towards the end of the road.

Many officials behind him were also dressed formally, gathered together and whispered.

Everyone could see a black shadow from a distance, and the guard of honor immediately ordered to play music, and the majestic ritual and music resounded through the area instantly.

"The matter of going to Beijing, Tianhou has already taken care of it." Wenren Yunjian came to Yu Jingtang's side and said.

Yu Jingtang glanced sideways at Shentu Ying when he heard the words, and responded lightly.

Shentu Ying didn't wear a court uniform like the other officials, but was dressed in a brown robe. His figure was stronger and fatter than Wenren Yunjian's, and he was a head taller than ordinary people. His hair was just combed casually. At the back of the head, the beard doesn't look very messy, the eye sockets are deep-set, and the eyes shot out are cold and harsh.

Wenren Yunjian's fatness made him look kind and friendly, but Shentu Ying's fatness made him look even more vicious.

Among all the officials, he was the only one who seemed out of place.

It's just that this act of not wearing an official uniform is not in line with the etiquette, but no one dares to say anything, even the admonitions from the people who are the minister of the Ministry of Rites turn a blind eye.

The dark shadows in the distance are getting closer, and with good eyesight, you can already see that it is a majestic convoy.

"Hundreds of officials kneel down to welcome you!" the ceremonial officer shouted.

After the words were finished, all the officials fell to their knees except for the guard of honor who couldn't kneel down, but only Shentu Ying's burly and fat figure stood there upright.

At this time, the ceremonial officer came to Yu Jingtang's side and whispered: "Master Yu, according to the etiquette system, you don't have to kneel so early."

Yu Jingtang glanced sideways, and said calmly: "Can't the old man kneel?"

The ceremonial officer choked suddenly, glanced at Shentu Ying who was standing there, and wanted to say something, but was pulled aside by Wenren Yunjian, signaling that he could leave.

After waiting for a long time, the convoy Luanjia finally arrived outside Luoyang City. Six brilliant golden geared steeds were in front of them, pulling together an extremely luxurious dragon chariot.

A female official walked up to the hundred officials and said to Yu Jingtang and Shentu Ying: "Tianhou let Zhen Guogong and Wei Guogong go over."

Only then did Yu Jingtang get up from the ground, followed behind Shentu Ying, and walked towards the dragon chariot.

"I respectfully welcome the Empress Dowager back to the capital!"

Shentu Ying finally knelt down, and the curtain on the dragon chariot was not lifted, only knowing that there might be someone sitting inside.

"Okay, you two get up." A majestic female voice came from the dragon carriage, with a calm tone and a little slack.

"Thank God!" The two responded at the same time, and then got up from the ground.

"Going back to Luoyang, I still have to make such a toss, let all the ministers and workers get up too, the ground is full of stones, and it hurts to kneel."

The female officer on the side immediately went to convey the holy will, making all the officials calm down.

"Yu Jingtang, I heard that you have a nephew who is getting married?"

"The Queen of Heaven is the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Wen Renyun's remonstrance."

"You can pick." The man in the dragon carriage let out a chuckle.

"Has the matter of the two countries' annual tribute been arranged?"

Yu Jingtang bowed and responded: "Everything is ready, and the envoys from the outside world have also entered the pass. Now Lingzhou, which is the closest to the Three Realms Pass, is listening to the announcement."

There was another calm response from the dragon carriage: "Well, let's go back."

The female officer outside Luan's car immediately signaled for the chariot to start, and the six-headed mechanical gods pulled the dragon chariot towards Luoyang City.

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An Yan was not interested in Tianhou's return to Shendu, which had nothing to do with him.

Now the entire Luoyang city is under martial law, and it is not easy to go out, so An Yan practiced honestly at home.

He faintly heard the sound of ceremony and music coming from outside the prime minister's mansion, and he guessed that Tianhou's car had already entered the city.

Boom!

A thunderous sound suddenly resounded between the sky and the earth, awakening An Yan who had been concentrating on cultivation.

Looking out the window, I found that the weather outside, which was originally a clear day, suddenly became cloudy.

The wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves in the yard began to shake violently. It seemed that it was going to rain, and it seemed that the rain was not small.

But this mutated celestial phenomenon made An Yan feel something was wrong.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and lower, and the wind was so strong that it directly blew open the tightly closed windows.

Boom!

There was another thunderclap that resounded through the sky, and An Yan saw a bowl-thick thunderbolt falling from the black cloud, making the originally dark world instantly brighten!
This is... someone is going to cross the catastrophe?
An Yan was a little surprised, he didn't know if monks in this world needed to cross the catastrophe.

But looking at this scene, it seems that it is more than just raining.

The lightning flashed continuously in the thunder cloud, suppressing the atmosphere between heaven and earth to the extreme. Xiangyun, Zhenniang and Zhang Quan all came to the yard at this moment, and looked up at the same direction at the same time.

Suddenly, An Yan heard the sound of a dragon chant!
The voice was so loud and so clear that the entire Luoyang might have heard it!

what happened?
An Yan was puzzled, he saw streaks of golden light begin to emerge from the black clouds above the sky, like cracks on the surface of a pitch-black thing, the golden light became more and more intense, more and more glaring!
Another dragon chant!
An Yan could see clearly now that a huge figure in the distance charged straight up towards the sky, directly crushing the black cloud.

The clouds opened and the sky dawned.

Thousands of golden lights shone down, and countless auspicious clouds shrouded it, making Shendu a veritable fairyland!
An Yan was speechless, he saw clearly what that figure was, and it was hovering over Luoyang at this moment!
It's that brass dragon!

(End of this chapter)