Du Xin heard that his first confidant was the small yellow gate under his command when he was a young master. Now the chief manager of all the temples in Chu Hou Palace had such a high evaluation of Zhang Jiao, and nodded and said, "This Zhang Lingjiao is indeed a bit extraordinary."

Then he changed the subject and said, "But since he entered Yingdu, the Grand Sima has never sent anyone to him to listen to it?"

"No." Dahuangmen whispered: "Otherwise, the sniper in the doctor's courtyard would not have happened. Even if it happens, Dr. Chunshui would not have to take action himself."

"In this case, the intention of the Grand Sima is a bit difficult to guess," Du Xin frowned and said, "You said it was because of the reason we don't know. She deliberately wanted to make things difficult for her cheap nephew?

Or do you actually resist marriage with the orphans from the bottom of your heart, so you allow those stubborn forces to destroy it?

Or is there any other reason?”

"I can't guess this servant," Dahuangmen said carefully: "But since ancient times, those who plan major issues are not focused on minor matters.

Since Your Majesty’s wish is to marry the Grand Sima, just make sure that this matter can be completed smoothly. Why should you distract yourself from other irrelevant things?"

"This is right," Du Xin nodded in approval and said, "No matter what the intention of Sima is, since I am back, it will be meaningless.

Tomorrow, I will announce my new brother-in-law's meeting. I will give him a marriage and let him get out of here and cook the raw rice so that he will not have any trouble."

"Yes." Dahuangmen bowed and responded.

After Du Xin ordered him, he turned around and walked down the Zhaixing Platform.

After a few chapters, he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, the heads of the Yu Aolu family have been eccentric in their behavior, and even their territory has been pawned, and the ritual of the king has been completely destroyed.

We should replace the large corpus with small corpus and fine 100,000 beads. If we don’t have money, we should use the territory to pay.”

"Yes." The Dahuang Gate, which followed closely behind, bowed again and then followed Du Xin speechlessly down the platform and walked into the vast night.

The next morning, a temple man sent an order from the palace to Xuan Zhangjiao to meet him.

At the same time, Hong Dai's head was removed, which was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Zhang Jiao was used to seeing the "dead head" and naturally didn't care. After being summoned to the palace to meet, he was given a banquet. He had lunch with Du Xin, a ruthless man mentioned by his mother, and completed the wedding ceremony in the afternoon.

The next day, he took Chu Jiang away from Yingdu and took more than a month to return to Shennongjia.

After the catalysis of the vows accumulated over the decades on the way, he expanded the oasis area of ​​the fantasy realm of Huaguo Mountain to more than 1,540 square kilometers, and could generate more than 204,000 vows every day.

The average daily vow points provided by Lingshan Fantasy Realm also exceeded 30,000.

Only the fantasy realm of the Four Seas is still alive, and every day it only harvests more than two thousand or less than three thousand vow points.

The Fengjun changed his appearance and became the prince-consort of the prince and his sister, and returned to the fiefdom. This was naturally a shocking event for the small Chunjiang City.

Not only the family priests, officials, officials, officials, officials, officials, officials, officials, officials, officials, and officials were dispatched to greet them solemnly outside the city gate.

In the territory, except for the necessary patrol sergeants, all idle armed forces were arranged in an array and inspected.

Even the general public had a three-day holiday. The officials organized themselves to wear brand new clothes and wear flowers on their heads. They knelt on both sides of the road to welcome the arrival of the landmaster and the hostess.

Zhang Jiao and Chu Jiang slept on the wind and had a lot of familiarity. Although they were a lot familiar, they took two chariots to keep their rituals as before.

After entering the king's residence, the two finally had a close contact. According to the etiquette, their hair tied up with their hair and were placed high under the jade bi in the main hall, accepting the worship of the retainers of Chunshui.

Afterwards, musicians rang the chimes and soldiers performed the dance of the trap.

Then a farmer appeared in the hall with newly planted grains and made soup rice on site... After this series of tedious etiquette, it was already late at night.

When all the retainers and servants retired, the Jiangchu court sent a accompanying marriage envoy to collect the records and retreated after three bows. Only Zhang Jiao and Chu Jiang were left in the hall.

The atmosphere became a little strange without realizing it.

Under the dim candlelight, Chu Jiang untied her hair and looked at Zhang Jiao, who looked a little unnatural, suddenly said softly: "Brother, haven't you added a medium-sized national defense military base to you?

What do you do if you don’t want to be the main city, but you’re going to be guarding this small town?”

This problem is a bit unexpected. Zhang Jiao was stunned and opened his mouth and smiled dryly, "Aren't you familiar with it? Besides, Chunshui City has a special terrain and pleasant water and soil, which is more comfortable than living in Junren Base, so I didn't change it."

"That's it." Chu Jiang nodded and said, "The entire process of our marriage has been completed. I will plan to return to my fiefdom of Shanyi County tomorrow."

"So anxious." Zhang Jiao blurted out in surprise.

"Political marriage must look like a political marriage," Chu Jiang pursed her lips and said, "Since it is a marriage that you are reluctant to be.

I have dealt with my brother and the Grand Sima in vain. Do we even have to deal with it against our will? Or are you unwilling to leave?"

"That's not." Zhang Jiao shook his head and said as if he was a little scumbag when he heard this.

In fact, Chu Jiang had already appreciated him a little because of the legendary story of Zhang Jiao killing Shaojun in the angrily courtyard of the doctor in Yingdu.

In addition, when they were on the way to Shennongjia, when they were taking the bride and sending the brides to rest, the two had many times said that they were intimate but not intimate, and they had a dinner party that was distant but not distant, and their relationship became much more harmonious.

And no matter whether it is true or false, Chu Jiang and Zhang Jiao have already become husband and wife, and no matter what, they will never return to the relationship between ordinary men and women in this life.

So although love is far from being discussed, it is not realistic to say that Chu Jiang has no ambiguous thoughts about Zhang Jiao in his heart.

But at this moment, the trace of reverie in his heart was broken and shattered because of Zhang Jiao's straight man's reaction that was not conscious of the current affairs.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave tomorrow." My face suddenly became cold and frosty. Chu Jiang's tone suddenly changed: "Tonight, according to etiquette and law, it is difficult to separate.

I'll go to the bedroom later, I'll sleep on the bed, you can sleep on the ground."

"That's right," Zhang Jiao waved his hands consciously and said with great cultivation when he heard this: "No matter how equal men and women are, out of the customs of the Xia Zong and his own good education, I will give the bed to you."

"Thank you." Chu Jiang suddenly felt that he was thinking about the fool in front of him. He was simply a fool. He opened his mouth expressionlessly: "According to Nanyang, you are such a gentleman."

"I'm so too rewarded, please." Zhang Jiao shrugged and led Chu Jiang politely to the door of the bedroom, pushed the door open and walked in.
Chapter completed!