Chapter 345 Tianxiang Wedding

Tianxiang Tower is really lively tonight.

However, it is not the benefactors, not the soldiers, but the martial arts people from all over the world, because many people have received a strange invitation. The content of the invitation is to invite everyone to Tianxiang Tower to watch the ceremony. This gift is a wedding. It should be the first time for the wedding to be held in the brothel. It is very creative.

But if it's just like this, no one may be willing to sell the owner's face. But if the names of the bride and groom are added, many people will come with curiosity.

The groom's name is Yang Jun, and the bride's name is Shang Qingya!

Of course, the visitors are people who know the meaning of these two names, such as Ouyang Xiyi, such as Bi Xiuxin, such as Shi Zhixuan!

The rest have no direct interest, and most of the elements are to join in the fun, such as Korean Han Chao'an and Jin Zhengzong, like Bi Xuan's two apprentices Tuoba Yu and Chun Yuwei, like Hoover and Hu Xiaoxian who drag old bones to accompany their daughters, like Funanda, Shan Wanjing and Lian Rou, like Song Shidao and Fu Junyan.

The wedding was very sudden, and suddenly I went to the organizer Tianxiang Building without any preparation. Shortly after Xiao Huan sent Ling Feng away, he was asked to hold the wedding. For unreasonable demands, Sister Xiao usually does not agree, but she readily agrees after she put a steel knife around her neck. After all, it is not a matter of principle.

The sisters of Tianxianglou are worried about the chaos outside. They are really afraid that the rebels will break in and pull them to the barracks to be military prostitutes. Most of the women who do business are forced by life, and few are so cheap that they are willing to pick up customers frequently. Now the martial arts people come one after another, so that their safety is more strongly guaranteed, and these fists are undoubtedly warmly welcomed.

The wedding is held in Tingchao Pavilion, which is composed of four three-story buildings in the southeast and northwest, surrounded by a vast garden of 50 feet in the middle.

There are more than a dozen wing rooms on each floor of the heavy building, and there is a window terrace facing the garden, so that people in the room can have a panoramic view of the middle garden.

Compared with the ordinary southern architecture, Tianxiang Building is obviously grand in scale, luxurious and rich, especially different from the simple, exquisite and beautiful mansions in the south of the Yangtze River.

Tingchao Pavilion fully embodies the combination and application of separation and transparency, giving full play to a huge, strict and closed virtual feeling.

Although it takes the building as the main body, it essentially takes the middle garden as the soul, combining the inner and outer space into a whole, and creating an infinite artistic conception with limited space. There are half corridors on one side of the heavy building to the middle garden, which not only strengthens the sense of space in the middle garden, but also further connects the four heavy buildings.

There is a large fish pond in the core of the garden, which adds exciting vitality to this space.

The open space around the pool is green grass and artificial streams, which are made of gravel paths around the pool. From a high point, you can see the pleasing patterns formed by paths and green grass. When the path is still on the stream, it becomes an arched bridge, so that the whole landscape will never be monotonous and dull.

Whether someone is performing in the garden or dueling, people in the four-sided heavy wing rooms can watch it at the same time.

Shan Wanjing and Lian Rou mixed in the crowd, looking at the Jianghu rich guests freshly. They never thought that there would be so many masters gathered in one place, including those in the Western Regions, those in Mobei, some in Chang'an, some in Luoyang, some in Bashu, and some in Jiangdong; some with knives, those with swords, some with halberd, and some with guns.

Lian Rou said excitedly, "Look! How strong that man is! It must be the warrior of the Shiwei clan.

Shan Wanjing looked at it and didn't agree with her aesthetics, but she saw that the man was as strong as an iron tower, and his broad and thick shoulders turned him into a square. He hung a saber on his waist, and his eyes were sharp, but his hair was only an inch long and short, as hard as an iron needle, like a mane brush. His appearance was not good at all, but it had a strong and heroic taste. Son. Qi said, "How did you judge it? He is now wearing a Chinese costume, which is obviously different from us. Is it his saber? No, most of the extraterritorial races use sabers.

Lian Rou explained: "Some habits can't be changed, such as the treatment of hair mane. The Shiwei people are the most recognizable because they wear their hair; Koreans like to wear white clothes, Hui people love tattoos, and every ethnic group has its own customs. Ah! I know who he is."

Shan Wanjing was not interested and said, "Who is he?"

Lian Judo: "He is from Menghu Shiwei. The clans of the prairie call them Mongolians. This ethnic group is the most courageous among the Shiwei people. They hold wrestling festivals and horse racing festivals every year, which attracts many people to participate. Some people say that they are most likely to unify the prairie in the future, but the facts should be known in the future. However, Mengw Shiwei is the family with the greatest potential in Shiwei, and there are many masters. Among them, the two brothers, Belegunate and Bgunate, are the heroes of the Ergun River. It is said that I have never met a general who can walk on the top ten under their hands.

Shan Wanjing said calmly, "So do you think he is Beleguntai or Bugunai?" Her eyes lit up, and she saw a man and a woman walking towards the strong man and said to herself, "If these two are brothers, it shows that this woman has good eyesight."

This man should be half tall, with a double axes on his back. He is thick and even and perfect. He has long hair and a shawl. He is only 30 years old. His face is full of beard, and his outline is clear and prominent. He is heroic and simple. He exudes domineering all over his body. He is like a big tree that can stand forever and is not afraid of any wind and rain.

The two have similar appearances, so Lian Rou must have quickly learned their identities. After all, this is the only pair of brothers who can have such elegant demeanor among the Shiwei people.

However, Shan Wanjing could not draw a specific conclusion because the amount of information she had was not enough, so she asked Lianrou to explain.

Lian Judo: "He is his younger brother, Laguna. Because his brother has a famous beautiful fiancee, Princess Shili, who is famous in the grassland, and he doesn't.

Shan Wanjing said, "This girl is really good-looking. She has a good fight with Lian Rou. Maybe this trip is blessed..." It is self-evident why it is blessed.

This girl is only seventeen or eight years old. She has beautiful hair and shawls, and her sky-blue strong clothes wraps her delicate body. In addition, she has sleeveless shoulders, waist-hanging a saber, and a pair of long legs are plump and well-proportioned with leather trousers and horse boots. She is naturally and lively. The whole person has a healthy and graceful, soft and boneless posture.

The egg-shaped face is round, and the ice muscle and jade bones are more visible under the cover of black and smooth hair. It is lively and beautiful, and the big eyes are as pure as spring water. There are more than a dozen colorful metal bracelets on the left arm, two long earrings under the earlobe, and a necklace decorated with colorful beads around the neck, which are attached to the plump chest.

Lian Rou did not hide her appreciation for Bunatai. She smiled and said, "Wanjing, you are not kind. Am I just a good one in your eyes?"

Shan Wanjing did not answer her words, but said, "It's really strange. Shi Weiyuan is in the Songhua River Basin. How could they come to the Central Plains?"

Lian Rou thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you want to see the Qi number of the Central Plains?"

Shan Wanjing sighed, "The grassland people always want to go south to invade the midlands and rob our wealth and women. Lian Rou, are you the same?" After saying that, I regret it a little. When did I become so sentimental?

Dongming faction has always been engaged in the weapons business in troubled times, making money from national disasters, and beyond the war. How have you ever thought about it for the people? I'm afraid that the world will become more and more chaotic, so that their business will get better and better.

"Have I changed?"

Shan Wanjing thought foolishly that maybe the angle and height of the station are different, and the thinking and way of looking at the problem will also be different.

Lian Rou suddenly picked Shan Wanjing's chin with her hand and said with a smile, "If there is really that day, I just need Wanjing, your booty, is enough."

Shan Wanjing spat at her and said, "It's not certain who captured whom at that time."

Lian Rou leaned into her arms and said, "Wan Jing, I'd rather be captured by you. Oh, my heart is already yours!"

Shan Wanjing said depressedly, "Don't be so disgusting, okay? If you don't know, you think we have adultery.

Lian Rou sighed quietly, "Alas! We have been abandoned by Ling Feng. Don't you think we should comfort each other?

Shan Wanjing made a cut and didn't say anything.

What else did Lian Rou have to say? She found that Shi Li's beautiful face was frosty. She left her fiance and went out. Bunatai said a few words to his brother, and his eldest brother smiled and pulled him away.

Shan Wanjing also noticed this scene and smiled, "Are you interested in meeting Princess Siri?"

Lian Rou shook her head and said, "Forget it! She is a princess, and I am also a princess. Of course, you are also a princess. Isn't it a loss for the princess of our two great countries to see her?

She said that Shan Wanjing is a princess, which obviously does not only refer to the identity of "Princess Dongming", but also has the title of "Princess Xianyi" of the imperial edict of China. In order to please Shan Meixian, Ling Feng said that he had no intention of coveting Shan Wanjing and specially added it. However, Shan Wanjing did not appreciate it. Instead, she felt uncomfortable for a long time and ran to Jiangdu with Lian Rou, the Western Turkic princess, without telling her mother.

Shan Wanjing suddenly said, "Where is Master Fu?"

Lian Rou looked around and said strangely, "It was still behind me just now."

Regarding the safety on the road, the two women hired a bodyguard with good martial arts skills - Funanda. They are full of good feelings for this Tianzhu monk, who is eloquent, eloquent, and sometimes has amazing witty words. Their thoughts are full of philosophical flavor, which makes people think about the true meaning of life and the universe. Although Lian Rou came from the Western Turks, she didn't hear about the name of Vonanda. If they knew that Fonanda was actually a ** monk who was hated and committed terrible evil deeds in the Western Regions, I don't know how they would feel.

Shan Wanjing said, "The master is strange. Maybe there is something important. If you don't see it, it will be gone. Lian Rou, have you found anything wrong with Song Shidao and his wife?

They were in the corridor on the second floor. At this time, each of the four triple pavilions was brightly lit, and the palace lights were hung every few steps in the half corridor around the garden, reflecting the whole middle garden as bright as day. Coupled with the noise, the atmosphere was boiling.

The beautiful prostitutes and maidservants on the corridor traveled between the rooms, which was dazzling. Seeing both of them, Shan Wanjing, who was dressed in men's clothes, was obviously very interested in her handsome handsome boy holding a folding fan. However, after seeing the exotic style of Lian Rou's bright eyes, many women can no longer have the courage to talk to them.

Lian Rou's eyes followed Shan Wanjing to the wing of the opposite north wing. From the open window, you can see the situation inside. Song Shidao stood by the window, and Fu Junyan sat on the edge of the bed. Their lips were open and their faces were a little solemn. They didn't know what they were talking about. He shook his head and said, "I didn't see anything wrong except that they shouldn't be here."

Shan Wanjing listened to the laughter in her ear, and the sound of guessing boxing and wine was mixed in the silk bamboo string, making Tianxiang Tower seem to be burning the blazing fire of life. A trace of sadness surged up from her, "Is he all right now?"

Lian Rou was also a little depressed. She pouted and said, "It's almost Hai. Why hasn't the wedding started yet? Where does the bride dress up? He took Shan Wanjing's hand and whispered, "How do you think Shang Qingya would marry that person named Yang Jun? They should be not young."

Shan Wanjing snorted, "There are many perverts in the world. Maybe Yang Jun likes mature old women."

Lian Rou glanced at her with a funny look. Naturally, she remembered her mother Shan Meixian and Ling Feng, who loved beautiful women. She was afraid of annoying Shan Wanjing, so she did not make fun of her.

Shan Wanjing looked at her expression and suddenly thought of this. She consciously lost her words and was about to remedy it when she saw a riot in the crowd downstairs.

Lian Rou screamed, "It's Shang, everyone is here!"

Shang Xiufang walked in surrounded by everyone. She wore a cold hat that was as long as the shoulder and only showed half of her face, emphasizing her peerless beauty and undulating contour lines. The long skirt under the body is composed of pleated skirts, each of which is one color, lightly painted, elegant and noble, and there is an indescribably light, chic and elegant and colorful.

On her left side are Ji Qian and Yin Xiaoji, and on the right side is a elegant and elegant prince, but there is a long sword hanging around his waist, reminding others that he also has good swordsmanship. At this time, if someone carefully observes the scabbard, he will be able to read three clumsy and charming words - the color empty sword!

Lian Rou smiled and said, "Wen Jing, you have met your opponent! That boy is as handsome as you, and even I am moved to look at him.

Shan Wanjing's delicate body was shocked, but this shock was not the prince in Shang Xiufang and Lianrou's mouth, but a glimpse of Jinghong in the crowding people below, and said to her heart, "That figure just now is - Yun Yuzhen! How could she be here? What about Ling Feng?"

Boom!

There was a shocking sound from nowhere. The whole Tianxiang Building shook for a moment, and then everyone heard a faint shout of killing from all directions.

That's the sound of the Chinese army entering the city.

Lian Rou complained, "It's really strange! In less than an hour, the city has been wandering for more than three times. Are there many earthquakes in Yangzhou? How could Emperor Yang Guang choose this place to stay for a year?

Shan Wanjing couldn't answer, but a gentle male voice behind her sounded, "The girl's news is behind! It is said that His Majesty Ling Feng is learning martial arts with Wu Zun Bi Xuan in the palace. It is not surprising that there are some visions.

The two women looked back, but saw a young monk dressed in sackcloth, with his palms together and looking at them with a smile.

Lian Rou said unhappily for no reason, "Do I recognize you? I want you to talk to me!"

The monk said, "The girl doesn't know the little monk, but the little monk has seen the girl. In the past, there was a fate outside the Wumen Inn in Chengdu.

Lian Rou was slightly stunned and suddenly said, "So it's you ** monk!"

The real ** monk did not have ambush method, and was also offered by the two women as a holy monk. When the monk heard the word "** monk", he quickly waved his hand and said bitterly, "The girl misunderstood. The little monk is going to clarify this matter to the girl today. I swear to Buddha that I will never be disrespectful to the girl at all.

Lian Rou said angrily, "You followed me all the way that day, how dare you say that you didn't feel good? If it hadn't been for my strong skills, I would have suffered a big loss for you!"

Shan Wanjing said, "Lian Rou, has this monk taken advantage of you?"

Changjie shouted unjustly, "There is no such thing. The little monk is happy with his painting skills. That day, he just wanted to paint a portrait of the girl. Besides, haven't you taught the little monk a lesson, girl?"

Lian Rou sighed, "It's a pity that you don't have a long memory. Did you forget that I would hit you once when I saw you in the future?" With that, he actually rolled up his sleeves and showed his white wrists.

Changjie changed his tone and said, "Girl, you don't take it seriously, do you? If you have something to say, the little monk has a younger brother, and he has some connections with you.

Lotus judo: "Alas! The six unclean monks are the source of all evil. Since you are a monk, why do you mention lay brothers? I'm going to do it. Let's do the whole martial arts.

Shan Wanjing grabbed her and said, "Let's listen to him and see who his brother is. It's not too late to clean him up later."

Changjie said with a serious look, "Brother Xuanzang."

Lian Rou said with a moved face, "But even Ling Feng praises the Xuanzang mage of his Dharma understanding?"

Changjie smiled like a Buddha and said, "That's right."

Lian Rou looked around and said, "Where is Master Xuanzang now?"

Changjie said, "My brother went to the imperial city to watch the battle."

Lian Rou said strangely, "Are you sure?"

Changjie had a bad feeling in his heart and said bluntly, "I'm sure."

Lian Judo: "It's a pity that I can't see the mage. Master Changjie, how about we go inside and talk about the picture you painted for me?

"Inside?"

Changjie was stunned and saw Lianrou's finger pointing to the right wing, and there were no guests inside. He smiled and said, "You don't have to?"

Lian Rou glanced at him bitterly and said, "What's the matter? Is it that I am so vulgar that I can't stand your eyes?

Changjie stepped back and said, "The girl is laughing. You are born beautiful. The immortals come down to the earth, and the little monk can't wait to draw a picture for you immediately. But today, the little monk forgot to bring the painting tools. Let's talk about it another day!"

Lian Rouyu Rong said coldly, "If you come in, you can come in!" What are you going to talk about!" She flashed to Changjie's side and kicked him into the door with one foot. Then she asked Shan Wanjing to go in together and closed the door bolt.

A quarter of an hour later, the two women came out and couldn't help stretching out.

Shan Wanjing said, "It's really comfortable after venting."

Lian Judo: "You are really ruthless. I hope that the Dharma is boundless and can save this ** monk's life.

Shan Wanjing said, "I didn't hurt his muscles and bones. What's the big deal! By the way, why do you want to deal with him? Look at his loose fists and feet. How can he be rude to you?

Lian Rou muttered, "Well, this is a question worth pondering. Tell me, why do I want to beat him up as soon as I see him? Is it because he is long and owes a beat?

Single Wanjing: "..."

Changjie, who was brutally broken in the room, heard the conversation between the two women and wanted to cry without tears. "Don't hit people in the face in the future, okay?"