"What do you think Zhao Zhenren?" With Xiao Yunlai's promise, Cui Pingzhi looked at Zhao Xuanqing again.
Zhao Xuanqing was as conscious as he was looking at the fire. He had originally been counting on Xiao Yunlai's strong order to continue to withstand these damn family members. But who would have thought that this guy actually changed his mind when he saw the wind and made peace with Cui in front of him. I don't know where his backbone just now was gone? Isn't this obviously a trick on him?
But he had been in the capital for a long time and knew that these cold officials' fear of the clans had penetrated into their bones, especially that Cui clans still had the fate of civil officials all over the world. It was not surprising that Xiao Yun came to meet and stopped when he met.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanqing fluttered the ashes on the Taoist robe and said, "My Tianshidao is just to assist, and the one who is the one who makes the decision is Jingzhao Mansion. Since Lord Xiao said that, the old Taoist has no objection."
"Thank you, Zhenren Zhao, for understanding." Xiao Yunlai hurriedly clasped his fists with gratitude.
Zhao Xuanqing snorted and ignored him.
Seeing this, Cui Pingzhi felt a little calmer, and smiled apologetically at Lu Xin and said, "Lord Lord, if something happened like this, it seems that our marriage will not be done today."
Lu Xin knew that this must be Cui Yan's meaning. With the wisdom of the dignified old Linggong, of course he knew that he should stop for the time being and wait for a while before the wind was calm.
This is also in line with Lu Xin's thoughts, but he cannot take the initiative to raise it, otherwise it would be too much of a slap Cui Qi. Obviously, his previous attitude of advancing and retreating with Cui Qi had already reached Cui Yan's ears through Cui Dingzhi's mouth. Only Lao Lingjun would repay his kindness and take the initiative to take the granddaughter back.
Thinking of this, Lu Xin nodded gratefully and said, "Ms. Cui's health is important. Getting married one day or one day later, it's not a big deal."
"Okay, then we'll have a long way to go." Cui Pingzhi bowed his hand and asked someone to carry another sedan chair and help Cui Ning'er into the sedan chair. He took the team to send off the wedding back in dejectedly.
Xiao Yunlai knew that he was not popular in the Land Franchise, so he said hello to Lu Xin in embarrassment, and then took his subordinate Guancha to apply oil to the soles of his feet.
Seeing that the master had left, Zhao Xuanqing, the heavenly girl and a group of Taoist Taoists also followed.
In front of Sanwei Hall, only the landlords were left looking at each other. The carefully prepared wedding turned into such a farce, and no one felt comfortable.
Lu Xiang was even more sad and wiped his tears and said, "Who did my grandson provoke whom? Why did everything so uncomfortable?"
Lu Xin gave Lu Ying a wink and asked her to help the old man go back to rest first. Then he sighed to the middle and senior officials of the sect and his children, "Today, you are suffering from your own personal affairs."
"It should be, it should be..." Everyone responded with a smile: "Please don't be sad, the eldest son is young, this little setback is nothing."
"Thank you for your good advice." Lu Xin nodded and waved his hand, "I'm tired today, let's go first. Let's take a break tomorrow and discuss matters the next day."
"Yes." Everyone saluted to the clan leader, wanting to comfort Lu Yun for a few more words, but he was gone, so they had to retreat.
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Several miles southeast of Luodu City, there is a lush ancient Berlin. According to legend, it was the place where the head of the Shu general Guan Yu was buried during the Three Kingdoms, so it was named Guanlin.
Suddenly, a thin figure appeared on the treetops in the forest. The man was carrying a bride in a big red auspicious costume, but he was not affected at all, jumping skillfully on the branches of the treetops like a monkeys.
Although the bride's hair was distracted, she could not hide her charming appearance. Who was Su Yingxiu? She leaned over behind the uninvited guest who saved her, and at this moment she was still like a dream.
Of course she knew that the person who saved her was not Taipingdao. In fact, since Sun Yuanlang was imprisoned, she had lost contact with Taiping City for a long time. With Lu Xian present, no one in this world can touch the roof of Sanweitang without knowing it.
Then there is only one possibility. This person is the helper invited by Lu Yun. Su Yingxiu did not expect that the brat actually became a great master after Lu Xin. Could it be that he really has a secret method to create a great master?
Thinking of this, Su Yingxiu smiled happily, feeling that his adventure was really worth it.
Of course it is worth it. When she recalled the situation of Lu Yun’s wedding at the strife, she would laugh out loud happily. She really felt that even if she died immediately, she would have no regrets.
"Little girl, stop being crazy, you are exhausted by your grandfather." A young but old-fashioned voice sounded, interrupting Su Yingxiu's random thoughts.
Only then did Su Yingxiu come to his senses did he realize that he was already in the depths of the dense forest and was placed on a grave by the other party.
She looked up at the man sitting beside and pounding his back. Seeing that he was clearly black in his head, delicate skin, and a child-like voice, but he had the strength of a great master, she felt that she had seen a ghost.
"What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you give your grandpa a massage?" The man actually took out a wine gourd and gulped the wine.
"Uh, senior..." Su Yingxiu certainly would not make a fuss like ordinary people. She knew that since the other party had the strength of a heavenly master, he was definitely not a child. He should have practiced some kind of martial arts that led to rejuvenation. So she smiled and said to the man: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, I have no way to repay you."
"I can't repay you, but I won't repay you?" The childlike master was naturally Huangfu Zhao. He had actually repaired his tendons and veins and restored his strength to the Heavenly Level Master, but his appearance and voice seemed to be in his teenage years. "You are as abominable as that brat. No wonder you can get a pair. It turns out that he is a turtle looking at mung beans."
"That younger generation is also mung beans." Su Yingxiu was indeed different from ordinary people. Not only did he not get angry when he heard this, he replied happily.
"Hehe...oh?" Huangfu Zhao was about to continue making fun of him, but suddenly came to his senses - if Su Yingxiu was mung bean, wouldn't Lu Yun become a turtle? His uncle also became an old turtle? He was so angry that he coughed out the wine. "You are the turtle, and your master Sun Yuanlang is the turtle."
"Young Master said nothing, I said it all by my senior." Su Yingxiu blinked and suddenly smiled: "So senior is the elder of the Land Valve."
Huangfu Zhao was shocked again, and realized his reaction just now, revealing his relationship with Lu Yun. Although Su Yingxiu did not guess his identity correctly, Huangfu Zhao was scared into a cold sweat. He hurriedly covered his mouth and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't chat anymore, if you continue talking, you will even be trapped by the eight generations of ancestors."
He jumped up to the three-meter-high branch, lowered his head to Su Yingxiu and said, "Little girl, please take care of yourself, let's go."
Chapter completed!