Chapter 175: Confused Heart String

Seeing Mingxin running away in a hurry, Han Xinjie couldn't help but shake her head in her heart.

She knew very well about this girl's thought of trying hard to get the red line. But she also knew that she had no choice but to decide on her marriage. Therefore, she became interested in Buddhist scriptures at the 14th year, and even in recent years she even saved socializing. In addition to the lady of the Wang family, most of her childhood best friends also broke off contact and only worshiped Buddha at home, which was considered as invisible.

But this was not something that could be said to the little girl around her, so Han Xinjie could only let Mingxin make a fool of herself, and she just watched quietly from the side. Even the joke that blurted out Mingxin and Tan Zong was not really a joke, but in fact, she had such thoughts in her heart.

How could she not know the little girl Mingxin’s thoughts, who had also longed for?

Several men saw Han Xinjie standing like this at the door, and couldn't help but look at each other for a while. Then one of them walked up carefully. He bowed slightly and then said softly: "The night stroke is very bad, Miss Han is in a precious body, so why not go back to the lobby and sit first. When the girl Mingxin calls the carriage and calls the lady from now on."

Han Xinjie was stunned when she heard this. The veil on her head couldn't help but shake, but she couldn't help but be surprised.

The Dashun Dynasty was strict in its legal system, especially in its management of the public, which was even more stringent in the Central Plains since the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn Period, Warring States Period, Qin, Han, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui Dynasty and other dynasties. However, more than 400 years after its founding, with the slack of management, these public people who had the most dealings with the people eventually evolved into an extremely special "powerful" class in the market.

These "powerful people" seem inconspicuous to those officials, but they affect all aspects of the people. They have long developed the habit of belittle the superiors and bullying the subordinates. But the so-called belittlement is naturally reflected in the word "如", which is a thousand miles away from the word "如概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概概

Although Han Xinjie was surprised, she did not forget the etiquette, so she also returned the favor slightly. Who would have thought that as soon as she squatted down, the man quickly dodged away, and even the others said, "It's impossible to do it, it's impossible to do it. How dare the villains accept Miss Han's great gift? Miss Han is so polite, wouldn't it be a shame for us?"

Seeing this, Han Xinjie felt even more strange, but she straightened her body and said softly: "Sanniang thank you for your kindness for your grandparents." Han Xinjie stopped slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on her face - but she didn't know how to say it now, so she had to leave these polite topics and said directly: "Then I'll ask the elder brothers to send my girl with me to come in later to tell me, Sanniang will go in first."

The head man bowed again and then said, "It should be the case. Miss Han asked him to go in and take a break. I will come and ask the lady to get on the bus later."

Han Xinjie nodded, thanking her, and then turned around and entered the lobby. When Han Xinjie walked away, the men returned to their respective positions. At this time, there was a person who couldn't hold on to the door and spoke: "Brothers, didn't this Miss Han be the wife of our Lord Tan Tianding? Why did they come out one after another? Could it be that there was a conflict?"

"Shh, whisper." Someone immediately answered the conversation. The man looked around and looked into the lobby. He saw Han Xinjie sitting inside, and a waiter was coming forward to serve tea, so he whispered: "You have just changed shifts and don't know. It is said that Lord Tan's wife was chasing him from Nanjing."

"Ah? Really fake?" The man who spoke before was surprised and said, "Mr. Tan is so powerful that he actually drove him back and forth. No wonder he had to come out one after another. It turns out that we are afraid of being seen by the wife."

"Bah, look at what you said. What a hero we Lord Tan is, how could we be afraid of a little woman? I will tell you..."

At this time, a mature and stern interrupted immediately, "Well, say less of these words. Lord Tan is a hero, even how many women are there, and it is your turn to learn from those long-tongued women who are both parents and other families. If you have this ability, go and join the army and follow Lord Tan to kill the Shanyue barbarians, and ensure that there are all the women in the city who are rushing to marry you, which can be regarded as avenging the heroic brothers today..."

As soon as this man said this, everyone else stopped talking.

There were not many casualties among more than 100 people, but when they were put at home, it was very likely that more than 100 families would be. Besides those who were old and weak, most of them were the pillars of the family. This time, when they collapsed outside the city, it was undoubtedly a great blow to these families.

Even if the superiors will give up the pension and can hold on for a while, the impact will last for a lifetime if there is no man in the family. If there is no child, they may be able to remarry the family, and some uncles and uncles in the family may still be able to help. But if there are children and cannot find a new family, and there are no brothers in the family, I am afraid that life will be difficult.

Since Dashun Kingdom has been fighting with barbarians in the north for many years, there are never many men. It is like when they are old, they have children at home and are not as beautiful as those who are not good at marriage. It is indeed difficult to remarry. Ordinary families do not have a literary scholar, and they cannot take concubines in martial arts status, but wealthy families do not like this. Even if they want to find someone who can give birth to the family line, they have to choose someone who can enjoy them...

Han Xinjie held the tea and sat on the back of the door. Looking from afar, she felt leisurely and elegant, and she was as elegant as a lady from a wealthy family. But if she was close, she would find that the pair of water-cut eyes were staring at the tea cup in a daze. The black tea in the cup was rippling with her slightly trembling arms.

Han Xinjie was smiling bitterly.

A few days ago, she didn't know the words of the guards, but this matter involved a prince. She had nothing else to think about except pretending to be ignorant. She had also expected that after such a fight, those people would forget the "nonsense" of the guards, but unexpectedly, because Tan Zong's position in the hearts of everyone, this made others remember more clearly.

Han Xinjie didn't know whether Tan Zong knew about this, but at this moment she had already started to annoy Tan Zong. If it weren't for Tan Zong's nonsense, how could these men chew these messy tongues behind their backs: even if they dared to say this in front of her, Han Xinjie really couldn't imagine how those people would bury her behind them.

But these people are meritorious people after all, no matter how angry she feels, her cultivation since childhood has forced her to hide this anger in her heart. When facing these people, she still has to show her most kind side.

"Tan Zong!" Han Xinjie couldn't help but flashed the name in her heart, but even though she was covered by anger, her arms holding the cup trembled even more violently.

Mingxin, who had been riding a carriage and circled around the inn, jumped out of the carriage and saw her lady sitting in the lobby at a glance. The trembling shadow under the light made Mingxin slightly surprised, but the lanterns that shaking from time to time made her immediately attribute this to dazzle.

Mingxin quickly stepped forward, without so much courtesy, so he started to speak: "Miss, the carriage is outside the door."

Han Xinjie responded lightly, packed up her feelings, and then Yingying stood up.

Seeing Han Xinjie come out, the mature and polite man immediately stepped forward and bowed and asked, "Miss Han, the night is heavy, and the coachman in your mansion is not familiar with the road. How about letting us brothers lead the way for the lady?"

Han Xinjie naturally nodded, but Mingxin was familiar with her and hurriedly thanked her: "Then Mingxin thanked this elder brother on behalf of my lady. Just don't delay the elder brother's business because of these trivial matters."

"Haha, no trouble, no trouble." The man smiled heroically, then raised his injured right hand and said, "In fact, my right hand is very difficult now, and I can't even hold a knife. Standing here, the guards are just acting like a gesture to scare the passing thieves, so as not to break in and disturb the nobles."

After hearing this, Mingxin smiled with his eyes half-squinted, looking like a little girl who was not very experienced in the world. But the girl praised the man with a nice voice, but she praised the man so happily that he finally stopped talking.

After talking to this man, Mingxin then helped his lady who was silent and watched him perform into the car. He thanked the other man in a soft tone, and then he got into the car and grabbed the door.

The man was in high spirits, so he didn't care about anything and shouted at the top of his throat: "Xinglin Pavilion on East Street, let's go!"

Although it was only seven or eight miles away, Tan Zong, a team responsible for the inspection in the city, ran along the way, and Tan Zong ran into seven or eight. Fortunately, Lin Qingyun had already arranged to prepare the token for passage, and an old acquaintance in the county government took the bus. The passenger seat was also an extraordinary person like Xie Yan. Therefore, although the cross-check was tight, Tan Zong was rarely undisturbed, which made Tan Zong rest in the car for half an hour. When he got out of the car, his whole spirit recovered a little.

When I arrived at the ground, I realized that the Xinglin Pavilion was completely different from the dark road. The firecrackers at the door were placed in ten, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day. A dozen men were dressed in intact men's clothes, half of the sharp sword was unsheathed, and their expressions were serene, just like those regular soldiers in the north.

When Tan Zong saw this, he couldn't help but nod. The Dashun Dynasty was not like the Song Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty emphasized culture and over military affairs, and the folk martial arts practiced became popular. But after the war in the evening, it was extremely rare that these men from Wuxi County could have such momentum.
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