After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 121 Misunderstood him
Duanwangfu, study room.

After returning home for a long time, Chen Tian still couldn't swallow the anger that was suffocating in his heart.

Because of the hard temper, at this moment the already fierce bones showed a lot of vigor, and on the plain skin, the chilling viciousness became a little heavier.

It was obviously different from the usual look when he was with Fu's family.

As King Duan, the feud of the Xie family will never be forgotten from generation to generation.

Liyang County, which was originally the Ansheng of Duan Wangfu, was lost due to Xie Zhen's rebellion, and his grandfather's justice was not recovered. On the contrary, because of Xie's family power, his father was forced to move to Jianping County.

Not to mention the barrenness and turmoil in Jianping County, because it was close to the Great Zhou, and then it was directly occupied by the Great Zhou, the whole family struggled and moved again and again.

Since he was a child, he has seen the sadness of his father who lost his fief many times, and he has also seen his fighting spirit as a soldier in his thirties.

Now that the fief has been regained, he will return to the capital to take up a post. With the convenience of being close to the water, how can he give up in vain and live up to the expectations of his parents?

He wanted to avenge his grandfather, what could be more successful than taking away the most cherished thing of the Patriarch of the Xie family?

Besides, since the first time he saw her, he had a place in his heart.

Does Mo Xiao miss her?
And why not?
Chen Tian lowered his eyes, fixedly staring at a row of delicate sleeve arrows on the desk.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

While Chen Tian was speaking, he swept his wide sleeves, and all the sleeve arrows fell into the pocket of his robe in front of him.

Xu Yi pushed open the door, walked over with strides, handed Chen Tian a stack of letters, and said, "Your Highness, the old prince once had a subordinate named Weng who had six sons, who were divided into Jiang, Weng, Fang, and Hong. Four surnames. And Jiang Qiao is the second son of General Weng. This is the result of the investigation when the subordinates returned to the Baiyue Army."

Chen Tian opened the letter, examined it carefully, recalled it for a long time, and then said: "That's true! It turned out to be him, I have some impressions. This person Jiang Yu, whose father is the eldest son, is also surnamed Jiang?"

Xu Yidao: "That's right, Your Highness read another letter. Jiang Yu's father died young, and General Weng surnamed him because of his military achievements. The recommendation of the Duke of Nanjun did not fall on Jiang Yu's father, but on Jiang Yu's father." on Yu."

After listening, Chen Tian turned the jade finger in his hand and sighed in his heart: there are such strange things in the world.

Satisfied, he put away the letter and put it together with the sleeve arrow.

Just now he was still thinking about how to meet her in private, but now he has a reason.

**
The empty mountain is silent, and the bright moon is in the sky.

The carriage was on the way to the northern suburbs of Jiankang City.

Fu Xuan sipped the dim sum from the first shop in Kyoto, "Yue Xin Tang", and listened to Xie Zhan's eloquent talk about the place she was going to visit today.

"Mr. Nanyue's family was poor when he was young, but he has read a lot of books. Not to mention his solid foundation in Confucian classics, he is proficient in the study of counting, drawing and latitude, and is proficient in arithmetic. He has visited famous Confucian scholars in various states before, and learned from them humbly. Later, he gathered disciples to teach, There are already thousands of disciples, and many gentlemen and girls in Jiankang City have studied under him. Now, over seventy years old, he still studies classics all day long, learns about the six arts, and often reads secretary Weishu, devoting himself to writing In this regard, I have quite a lot in common with Chang Bo..."

When Xie Zhan called Chang Qu "Chang Bo" again, Fu Xuan was taken aback, accidentally choked on a snack, and coughed again and again.

Xie Zhan glanced at her, stopped talking, and poured her a cup of tea considerately.

After covering her mouth and coughing, Fu Xuan took a sip of his tea, thanked her with a flushed face, and said seriously: "Don't call him 'Chang Bo', it's inappropriate."

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhan's expression turned pale, "You and I have a marriage contract, and as a junior, it's not wrong for me to call him that."

After all, he sat with his chest folded, and on his face which was originally cold and calm, the dim light of the oil lamp on the small table was imprinted at this moment, making him look rather intimidating.

He had a cold expression on his face, coupled with the majesty that had penetrated into his bone marrow after being an official for many years, all of his expressions at this moment revealed that the facts he said could not be refuted.

It is true that Xie Zhan did not intend to be so indifferent to Fu Xuan.

However, he was born with a cold face, and he was already used to being arrogant.If it wasn't forced by the situation, he wouldn't be able to pretend to be as flirtatious as Zhou Yue.

In the final analysis, even if Xie Liulang was moved, he was still Xie Liulang. Although his eyes had changed, his cold temper had not changed.

But with his appearance, how could the little girl who was always treated warmly and warmly by the Fu family like him?

It's just that Fuxuan is a little timid about certain things. If she really wants to rebel, she will not be afraid of even a knife mountain.

Seeing Xie Zhan's indifference and majesty, Fuxuan said seriously: "As a junior, I should call you 'Changgong', not 'Changbo'. My Changbo and your father have never had any friendship, so how can I be worthy of Xie Jiagui's son?" Call him? You and I have a marriage contract, and you know it in your heart. Not everything is gone without a trace. Don't pretend that nothing happened. Even if you can, I can't."

This kind of human heart really doesn't mean to be soft, but it can be easily softened.

If Fu Xuan was full of anticipation and longing for such a talented and good-looking husband at first, then, then, the Xie family, including him Xie Zhan, poured ladles of cold water on her head one after another, giving her It's completely cool.

Now, how can she be expected to pick up her original mood and continue this marriage with him regardless of the past?

After all, the original intention is easy to change, but not easy to get.

Hearing Fuxuan rejecting him so bluntly again, Xie Zhan really realized what it means to be heartbroken.

The same face, the shining satisfaction when I first met him, the sparkling anticipation when I heard Fengyuan talk about dancing for paintings, and the peace of mind that Mingyue Villa relied on him when they were afraid of poison, seemed to happen overnight. The time was gone.

Xie Zhan's heart was full of pain and saltiness, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Fu Xuan and fell into deep thought.

What should I do to impress her...

**
After about a stick of incense, the carriage stopped.

Fu Xuan glanced at the person sitting across from her, from the moment she spoke, he pursed his lips and remained silent, not sure if he listened to her words.

Seeing him not moving, she took a deep breath, put up her skirt and got out of the carriage first.

After Xie Zhan got down from the carriage, Shi Qing stepped forward and knocked on the door of Mr. Nanyue's "One Heart Thatched Cottage".

Seeing that he was a favorite student whom he hadn't seen for several months, after receiving the gift from the two, Mr. Nanyue smiled and said: "Changheng, this is the first time I have seen you as a teacher after Duanyang, but you are still so busy? Duanyang was that day. Is it the same today as the teacher who came here directly from his post?"

Originally, when Mr. Nanyue mentioned the word "Duanyang", Fuxuan listened to it deliberately, and when she heard "coming from Ren", she couldn't help trembling slightly.

Now that I think about the scene of that day carefully, Fuxuan remembered that there was a gazebo in the direction Xie Zhan walked towards. Although I couldn't see the faces of the people clearly, I could tell that there was a crowd of people inside, as if... Among the crowd There was an old man with white hair.

Could it be that the reason why he didn't stop walking towards her that day was because Mr. Nanyue in front of him was waiting for him on the other side of the Qinhuai River?
Could it be that she misunderstood him?

Didn't he go to another girl's appointment that day?

In this room, while Fuxuan's mind was drifting, Xie Zhan had already held his fan and bowed to Mr. Nanyue.

After some narration, Xie Zhan said: "Forgive me sir, the students came here to bother you in the middle of the night, but you have something important to ask."

When he heard that it was an important matter, Mr. Nanyue frowned, "You know it, I don't like to meddle in official affairs."

Xie Zhan quickly said that was not the case, and then he explained that he was looking for Qianbao inkpad.

As soon as he heard Xie Zhan's question, Mr. Nanyue's eyes lit up immediately, "At the beginning of the year, Seventh Girl gave me a can."

　Chapter 47 of the enmity between Duan Wang and Xie's family.

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　　Here is a borrowed little knowledge about the surname "Jiang" (from Baidu):
　　The Jiang surname comes from the Ying surname and Ji surname.

　　From the surname of Ji, it was later named Weng.In the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the descendants of King Zhao's Hungry Branch were enfeoffed in Wengshan (to the east of Dinghai County, Zhejiang Province, or in the east of Wengyuan County, Guangdong Province), and later took the name of the town "Weng" as their family.In the early Song Dynasty, Weng Gandu, a native of Quanzhou, Fujian, had six sons named Hong, Jiang, Weng, Fang, Gong and Wang.

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　　Is there a reader named Jiang?come raise your hand~
　　
　
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