Taoist Quick Wear

The title of this banquet was to celebrate Si Qingheng's victory over the invaders and his return to Wancheng.

Nowadays, the world is in chaos. Although the dynasty has been destroyed, there is still an emperor on the throne. The provinces are divided by many warlords and are fighting each other. Foreign countries are eyeing it, and from time to time they take a piece of flesh from this decadent country.

The common people can no longer live their lives. There are bandits and bandits everywhere. Even in the area under the jurisdiction of Commander Yin, who is a self-respecting soldier, there are many bandits.

Commander Yin is over sixty years old and has many old wounds. He rarely leads troops in battle himself. He always lets his subordinates suppress bandits on his behalf. It turns out that these achievements were all left to the eldest son, but the eldest son of the Yin family is dead and useless. The second young master also died, so he could only leave it to his son-in-law.

As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. If the son-in-law is well raised, no matter how well he raises his grandson, there will be no difference.

Commander Yin could only comfort himself in this way.

He showed up at the beginning of the banquet, said a few words and then left.

Si Qingheng appeared next, and leading figures from all walks of life showed their goodwill and generous praise.

He truly deserves every word of praise from those people.

Exactly the same military uniform, among the many officers, he was the only one who wore it best.

Perhaps it was because he was extraordinarily tall, with a thin waist and long legs, but he showed a strong and smooth sense of strength. His facial features are also outstanding, cold and deep, sharp and sharp, which makes him stand out among the crowd.

Most of the people who deal with him are men, because the popular Marshal Si once said that he only guards one woman.

In the past, many beautiful ladies from well-known families, modern girls and Xiaojiabiyu showed their affection to him, but none of them could catch his eye.

He rarely showed superfluous expressions, but when he appeared today, he held a girl's arm, caring and gentle, as if he was afraid that she would bump into her somewhere, and he actually looked a little nervous.

"This is my unmarried wife, Miss Yin San."

"Si Ting rarely goes out and is not in good health. I hope everyone will take more care of her."

When he looked at Yin Siting, his eyes softened significantly. Although he was very restrained, everyone could see his deep affection.

Yin Siting was like the pearl in the young marshal's palm, delicate and frail, showing a timid smile.

"They are quite a couple." Boss Sun sat far away and could only see the two people standing side by side, a perfect match.

"Barely." Si Qingyan felt a little strange.

Sometimes some subconscious reactions of a person's body can reveal a lot of things. This Miss Yin San... is very afraid of Si Qingheng.

Scared to a certain extent.

Don't even dare to move.

What terrible thing did Si Qingheng do to this young lady?

Si Qingyan couldn't help but frown, feeling a little dizzy.

"Aren't you envious of others? If you marry a good wife, your future will be smooth. If you want, I can introduce you to a few ladies, all of whom are very good..."

"You have such good conditions, you are handsome, and you are talented. If you were not young, I would have wanted to marry my daughter to you. I'm serious. If you want to get married, I will find some pretty girls for you. Girl, she has a good family background and a good temper. Although she is not as good as Miss Yin San, she is still good in Wancheng. "

Boss Su suddenly came up with the idea of ​​​​playing a matchmaker. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he could get a lot of benefits from this matter, so he began to lobby hard.

"How can we start a family before the national crisis is over?" Si Qingyan asked rhetorically.

"Well said, what's your name!" Suddenly a man dressed in men's clothing came out, and for a moment I couldn't tell his gender. This man was wearing a suit, and he was tall and slender, with short hair, three-dimensional facial features, and his hands In the trouser pocket, it looks romantic and wanton.

At this moment, he was staring at Si Qingyan with bright eyes, his eyes were both stunning and full of interest.

It was really worth it to see such an outstanding young man just after returning to China.

Moreover, he could calmly say such words as "How can we get married before the national crisis is over?"...

It just touches the itch and makes you feel refreshed.

"Sister, can you please stop making trouble?" The third young master Wen whom we met last time still had some bruises on his nose and hurriedly dragged this handsome girl in a suit away.

Third Young Master Wen had a bad look in his eyes and had no interest in Si Qingyan. He was already disgusted with this banquet, and he was very impatient when he had to listen to Si Qingheng express his personal opinions.

"The opportunity has come. Maybe Miss Wen has taken a liking to you... This is similar to Miss Yin San."

Boss Su patted Si Qingyan on the shoulder to encourage him.

Although the Wen family is not as good as the Yin family, they accept both black and white and have connections in all walks of life, so they are safer than the Yin family.

Although it is good to control the army and have great power, the risks are very high, especially now that there is no peace and there is no telling what day a war will break out. At that time, the Yin family had to participate in the war, but the Wen family was different. When a war broke out, their property was taken away, and they could start a business in the next place, which was very convenient.

"Talk too much."

Si Qingyan sat down to eat the food in peace. Not long after, a waiter brought a jug of wine over and said it was invited by Mr. Wen.

There is no eldest son in the Wen family.

It’s just that this eldest lady who returned from abroad is free and unruly by nature. She doesn’t like others to call her miss and forces everyone to call her young master. Anyway, she won’t lose her temper if she changes her title. Everyone lets her do it and respectfully call her young master. , you can be happy with this energetic and handsome girl with a smile on her face.

There was a piece of paper under the wine pot. Si Qingyan unfolded it and saw three big characters: Wen Jinghong.

The writing is powerful and has a vague meaning.

"Tsk, tsk, I really like you." Boss Su showed a narrow smile, and he was a little gloating.

Other girls would be shy and thin-skinned, and they would not have any problem after being rejected. Young Master Wen is like a fierce female tiger. If such a girl takes a fancy to him, he will not give up until he has torn off a piece of meat.

"If what you said comes true, I will ask her if there are any suitable aunts, relatives and friends to introduce to you." Si Qingyan poured a glass of wine, tasted the taste, and found that it was the most expensive pear blossom drunk in Wancheng. She was amazed silently.

Another rich man.

"Don't, I think Young Master Wen wants to make friends with you."

"I was joking."

Boss Su changed his face as soon as he said it, and also raised his glass to ask Si Qingyan to drink wine.

Wen Jinghong, who was sitting far away on the other side, looked over countless people and fell on Si Qingyan. Seeing him looking over, he returned a handsome smile. She did not have the slightest girl's softness, but was like a romantic young man, unrestrained and free, and even her smile was very real.

Many girls looked at Wen Jinghong quietly, with a look of disgust and envy.

When they looked at Si Qingyan again, they were completely amazed.

His green shirt was like jade, and he was indifferent and sparse.

The light around his edges seemed to be brighter, making him particularly eye-catching among a bunch of fat and big-eared bosses.

Which young master is this? I have never heard of him before?

Si Qingheng had finished his speech and motioned the people present to move freely. He took Yin Siting to several famous ladies in Wancheng and introduced them one by one. Seeing that Yin Siting adapted well, he felt a little relieved.

After Si Qingheng left, the girls present dared to sigh,

"Miss San, Young Marshal Si is really good to you. He only has you in his eyes."

"Yes, I am dressed so beautifully today, but Young Marshal Si still doesn't even look at me."

Yin Siting didn't know how to reply, so she could only smile docilely.

What is there to envy...

If I sleep by Si Qingheng's pillow every day, I might wake up one day with my head and body separated.

The thought of this made her hair stand on end.

"Cousin!"

Yin Siting suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her, and when she looked over, she was startled.

This young man in a suit... is... is he the cousin she hadn't seen for a few years?

"Hello, young master."

The ladies present all knew this young master Wen, and they all greeted him. Some were bolder and even used words to flirt with him.

No matter what, her heart was about to be seduced by the young master.

Wen Jinghong smiled, praised the beauties, and said that he hadn't seen his cousin for many days, and had a private conversation with her. He apologized and took Yin Siting away.

"Big sister, why... why are you..." Yin Siting didn't know what to ask first.

Why did the big sister dress like a man? Her hair was cut so short, it was really scary.

"Don't I look good like this?" Wen Jinghong raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Yin Siting was so stunned by this smile that she couldn't say anything to criticize.

Wen Jinghong has strong features. When she was a child, she always felt awkward and out of place when she wore skirts. Now, she looks more handsome than an average man.

"It looks good... but won't your uncle say anything when you wear men's clothes?"

Yin Siting has always been afraid of that uncle, the one everyone calls Master Wen.

"My father even said happily that he has a successor and allowed me to choose a son-in-law to marry into the family. He praised me for being more handsome than my two younger brothers." Wen Jinghong also spoke differently from ordinary women. I couldn't describe the feeling. Thinking carefully, it turned out to be - she said whatever she thought of, and didn't care at all whether the words she uttered would make people feel bad.

All ladies from noble families would think twice before speaking to see if this sentence would be disrespectful to others, whether it would cause misunderstanding, or whether it would be indecent.

But Wen Jinghong is different.

She really looks like a gentleman.

Yin Siting felt a lot of envy in her heart...

If my elder sister and I were to switch places, my father would definitely have less trouble.

"Are you really willing to marry Si Qingheng? I heard that he is very fierce and cruel. He is a cunning man with deep scheming." Wen Jinghong was very concerned about this weak cousin.

"I..." Yin Siting's hands were held by Wen Jinghong. She felt the family affection for the first time in a long time. Her heart ached and tears fell.

"This is your lifelong event. It's not a joke. If you don't want to, tell your sister and she will find a way for you."

Wen Jinghong stroked Yin Siting's back and found that her cousin had lost a lot of weight in the past few years. It was a little painful, so she sighed.

"Sister will always stand by you. If you have any pain in your heart, just tell me."

"I only have you as a sister."

Wen Jinghong felt sorry for her and his tone was extremely gentle.

"I... I am willing." Yin Siting wanted to tell the truth, but reason made her hold the string.

There was no way, no way at all. There was no other way except marrying Si Qingheng.

If there was no child... maybe she could get away with it, but she wanted to give birth to her brother's child.

"Why are you crying so sadly? Why have you lost so much weight? Is it because Si Qingheng treats you badly?"

"He is very good to me... When I think of my brother... I feel very sad, my heart aches, I feel so sad, I can't breathe."

Yin Siting burst into tears, and was held in Wen Jinghong's arms, sobbing softly.

She never dared to remember her brother in front of Si Qingheng, and she didn't even dare to cry. Only now could she cry for her brother.

"I am also very sad, but the dead are gone, Cuicui, you have to be strong and don't let down the people who love you."

Wen Jinghong's tone was also a little sad, and Yin Siting cried even more sadly.

The elder sister and brother had been engaged since childhood, and I snatched my brother away, and the elder sister knew nothing.

She suddenly felt guilty and ashamed, and couldn't tell anyone about all kinds of thoughts.

"Cuicui!"

The door was knocked, and Wen Jinghong let go of Yin Siting.

"The second brother has something to tell you, do you want to see him?"

Yin Siting shook her head.

She knew what the second brother Wen was thinking, but she had no chance to meet the second brother Wen in this life, so she didn't see him, nor did she delay him.

"That's right, you are also going to get married, so you should be more careful."

Wen Jinghong understood what Yin Siting meant, so he asked,

"Do you have anything you want, anything you want to play with, as long as I can get it, I will get it for you."

Yin Siting shook her head.

What she wanted most in this world was her brother to come back to life.

"Cui Cui, please don't marry him!"

"Cui Cui..."

Yin Siting left from another door, and gradually could not hear Wen Er's voice anymore, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

But she found two people standing outside the garden, a man and a woman, who seemed to be arguing.

"Miss, I don't know you."

The person who spoke wore a string of sandalwood beads on his wrist, and his voice was clear and mellow, and his tone was very distant.

"Qingyan, we have been engaged since childhood... It's my fault, I was deceived by Zhu Ziting, I'm sorry. I don't ask to marry you, I just hope you won't be so cold when you see me."

"You were so good to me before, why do you pretend not to know me now?"

The woman cried very sadly, and the Zhu Ziting in her words reminded Yin Siting of the young master of the Zhu family who Si Qingheng had ordered people to deal with recently.

Yin Siting rarely went out, and didn't know what was going on. Looking at the scene, she felt that the man named "Qingyan" was too cold, and seemed unwilling to be touched.

Si Qingheng seemed to have two younger brothers. Does the "Qingyan" here have something to do with Si Qingheng?