Si Zhuo Green Plum Boiled Gu

(07) Bride

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Zhuo Donglai usually wears clothes that are either purple or blue, as if he wants to wear the mountains and rivers on his body, but the ink is so thick that it drips out.For tonight's occasion, it is inappropriate to wear purple.Sima Chaoqun had found the most skillful tailor in the city for him a month ago, and ordered him a scarlet brocade robe embroidered with gold edging and silk thread, paired with a belt of the same color inlaid with pearls, and then put on a wide-sleeved coat with piping, revealing a Cut off the innermost snow-white tunic.

Sima Chaoqun knew that a large part of the guests came to see the face of the most beautiful dancer in the world.Today's bride will definitely not just dance a song when she is happy, but it is also satisfying to see her demeanor in a beautiful dress.After all, from now on, there will be no Die Wu who is as light as Ling Yan and dances like a butterfly in the world, only Mrs. Zhuo who doesn't often show up in the escort.

Among all the guests, there were only two that Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai cared about.

Not long after taking charge of the Wushen Escort Bureau, Sima Chaoqun ignored his previous friendship, and the first big thing he did was to annex Zhu Meng's unprepared situation and annexed the Lion Hall, and then renamed the two families' hard work Combined into a "big" character.

Today, the head of the bodyguard bureau is newly married, both black and white, plus the guests from the official family have written dozens of books, wine, candied fruit, cold dishes and hot food, and they have been preparing for three months.The containers for holding the fruits are all custom-made, and even the lanterns hanging on the side of the promenade reveal the word Zhuo upon closer inspection.

All affairs, large and small, were arranged by Sima Chaoqun and then assigned.

This is his duty as a subordinate, and it is what he should have done for his brother.

Row after row of candlelight, the next candle that was normally lit was all lit at this moment, illuminating flickering red, but it was not as red as the red blood-dripping Xuanduan gown on the groom's body under the candlelight.

In just one year, because of this bloody area, Sima Chaoqun has become famous, and there is no more frightening name among bodyguards than him.Even so, today, the person who was supposed to come walked in without hesitation.

"How about we play a game?"

"If the scimitar is pointed at someone when it stops, whoever can take Die Wu away."

There was no sound in the room, everyone was staring at the circle of white light, Die Wu bit her lower lip nervously, and couldn't help pinching her smudged sleeves with her bare hands.Among the group of people, Zhu Meng was the most difficult. He already felt involuntary, burning and breathless.Although his gaze was on the scimitar that would stop at some point, his entire attention was already on the primrose-colored figure beside him.

Leaning against the table was a deep black walking stick with a black lion's head inlaid on it.

The former hero is now a lame man.

So he didn't have the ability to take Die Wu away in full view, so he could only mix in with the guests and drink indiscriminately until the banquet was over, then eagerly ran into the inner hall to negotiate terms with his enemies.There, without any surprise, his enemy sat on a chair and waited for him, like a master waiting for an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

The person in white sat upright, like a statue, with only two lips moving slightly when speaking.People who dare to wear white and only wear white are undoubtedly extremely confident. What can attract more attention than that white clothes, a trace of dust, a little blood stains are cumbersome.

The person sitting next to him was wearing a red shirt, and he hadn't spoken since he sat down.

The candle burned quietly on the copper candlestick, dripping red traces and blurring the Chinese character "囍" engraved on the candlestick.The night should have been drunk, and then sent off the guests who staggered away from the wedding banquet, and finally went into the inner hall to meet the bride and indulge in pleasure.

Now, the guests are gone, but a few of them are still here.

Suddenly, the turbidity in Zhu Meng's eyes disappeared, and he cast two threatening gazes to the opposite side.The scimitar stopped, right in front of him.Zhu Meng stood up suddenly, the black cane was already in his hand.He grabbed Die Wu's hand with his other hand.

"Zhuo Donglai, keep your word."

The man in red still didn't intend to speak.

"I said that sentence just now." Sima Chaoqun's tone was as indifferent as his clothes.

"However, the one in his hand is not your bride." The fifth person on the table had a naive baby face, with a dazed and crazy smile on his face, and the words he said were also the same. Childlike and direct.

"Why don't you ask Mrs. Zhuo what she thinks?" Sima Chaoqun still had that cold expression, "Ask her why she insists on becoming Mrs. Zhuo of the Great Escort."

What responded to him was a few short and piercing roars, Zhu Meng had grasped the scimitar on the table in his hand at some point, and before the sound finished, the blade had already reached the groom's eyes.

The cold light shone so that the knife was raised in the air, but it didn't hit Zhuo Donglai's head.

Because suddenly there was a clear cry from the next room.baby cry.Die Wu's face changed, with a seductive pale complexion becoming embarrassed.For a moment, apart from Sima Chaoqun, the other three pairs of eyes were all looking at her.

"How can I have a child?" When she said this, Die Wu's face seemed to twitch.

"Yeah, how can a woman like you be willing to give birth to a child?"

Zhu Meng muttered, his face distorted and pale, and he calmed down after a while.The red candles on the bronze platform flickered a few times, and Zhu Meng felt that his eyes were dark.

"It turns out that I'm the only one going crazy here."

Therefore, even if poisonous snakes gnawing at each other had already been born in his heart, he would hold the cane with the lion's head firmly in his hand, and then steadily walk out the door, down the steps, out of the brightly lit porch, and walk slowly. Into the dark night.

In the room, Sima Chaoqun was still indifferent, Zhuo Donglai stood up, he walked into the next room, and turned back after a while, holding a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes in his hands.Die Wu walked over awkwardly and stood with him.

Only the dark eyes of the other person flickered, looking thoughtfully at the child.

"What are you doing here again tonight? Do you also want to follow Zhu Meng's example and come to snatch the marriage?" When Sima Chaoqun spoke again, he asked Gao Jianfei who was sitting upright, who was slowly shaking half a glass of wine in his hand .Yes, he has already learned to drink, often drinking a lot, even his clothes are no longer brown and yellow woven linen, but replaced by white and smooth silk.

The post on the boy's outstretched palm was also covered with smooth white silk, and the word "Guo" appeared neatly in a crimson purple.

"I'm here to invite someone tonight."

"What made Guo Qing so confident that I would leave my position as head of the bodyguard and go to worship under his sect?" Zhuo Donglai's voice was cold and clear, and even the tone of his voice didn't change.

The only thing about Gao Jianfei that hasn't changed is probably his optimism. Zhuo Donglai has never seen him face to face after the Honghuaji farewell. At this moment, the young man's face is still full of confidence, and there is something in his eyes that he has never seen before. Determined.

Sima Chaoqun had confronted him several times in the past few months, and was already tired of seeing his winning posture.When he was in Honghuaji, he had the confidence to defeat this young man who didn't know what to do.The fact that the opponent has invested in the Guo family brothers' banner can't dampen his confidence in the slightest.

"Based on the territory of Jinzhong, whichever bodyguard bureau Guo Zhaizhu wants to support will be the big one. If the Zhaizhu doesn't like which one, it may have a limited life."

Sima Chaoqun didn't even raise his eyes.

Gao Jianfei turned to Zhuo Donglai again, "What Master Sima can give you, maybe the head of the family can't. But the village master promises that you will never enjoy what he provides you here."

Sima Chaoqun frowned, and pinched the purple silk thread between his fingers, the thread was broken and fluff floated on the ground, the original characters lost their shape,

Gao Jianfei seemed very happy to see these changes in him, and his tone became high,

"Big Escort Head sounds nice, but it's a puppet. The village master liked Master Zhuo's title of 'catching wind and shadow', and hoped to invite Mr. Zhuo to be the master of Qingfeng Village. "

"A real master and a puppet bodyguard, how should Mr. Zhuo choose?"

Only then did Zhuo Donglai look at Gao Jianfei with interest, "Why do you think I'm a puppet?"

Sima Chaoqun lowered his brows, but his face was stern and cloudy.Gao Jianfei tried his best to observe the faces of the two people in front of him, and then uttered sarcasm,

"Isn't it ridiculous for a big escort who can't even make decisions about marriage?"

It was Sima Chaoqun who laughed first, and his laughter produced a shocking short echo in the empty hall, Zhuo Donglai also chuckled a few times, "Do you think it was Die Wu who was forced by Hall Master Sima to marry me?" ?”

The young man didn't answer.

After a while of silence, Zhuo Donglai took out the post from Sima Chaoqun and handed it back to Gao Jianfei,

"see a visitor out."

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Zhuo Donglai walked into the hut at the back of the yard. When the child was still waking up, his pink cheeks were heavily covered by pale eyelashes.Die Wu couldn't wait to put him on a short coat with fur inside. The room was already a bit stuffy after the cage was born, and disturbed by the footsteps, he woke up completely, and opened his eyes hard to Zhuo Donglai.

A pair of black and bright eyes, wide open,

The child wobbled out his hand again, with pale, almost transparent nails.

"He's not afraid of me at all." Zhuo Donglai thought,

The little hand barely supported in the air for a while and then drooped, and after a while, it unyieldingly grabbed Zhuo Donglai's direction, with curiosity and stubbornness in his eyes.

He was attracted by the ribbon on the cloak that Zhuo Donglai hadn't had time to untie, and he had to get it.

After figuring out his intention, Zhuo Donglai had no choice but to lean forward a little more, so that he could hold the cold piece of belt in his hand as much as he could.The kid who got the toy giggled and shook his fist.

"It seems that you really treat it as your own child."

Zhuo Donglai was startled, and wanted to turn around, but when he moved a little, the child who felt that the toy had been taken away hummed unhappily,

Sima Chaoqun stood still in front of the cradle, looking down at the child who was fighting with Zhuo Donglai.Feeling another strange shadow being cast, the hand pulling the strap stopped moving.

Sima Chaoqun tore the ribbon lightly, leaving half of it stuck in his small fist.

There was a cry from the cradle, and Zhuo Donglai, who had just been able to get away and stand up, turned into a stare before he had time to say it.Fortunately, Die Wu had already rushed in in a panic, her bravado crying turned into sobs.

The two of them ignored the embarrassment and hurried out. They walked outside the house and into the yard before taking a long breath.Then there was another long silence until Zhuo Donglai spoke,

"I'm really lucky that Die Wu is here."

Sima Chaoqun didn't answer immediately, which made Zhuo Donglai a little timid. He stared at Sima Chaoqun with an obscure gaze. He didn't know if the topic of children reminded Sima again. Sima had more experience with children than he did in that life. The two kids he's ever had, the least complete home he's ever had.

Fortunately, when Sima Chaoqun spoke, the focus of their conversation had shifted from the child to Gao Jianfei, a young man, a topic that relieved both parties.

Sima Chaoqun opened his mouth slowly. What he said was not a question, but he was waiting for an answer, "Going to Qingfengzhai to be a master may not be as good as staying here." When he said this, he rarely looked at Zhuo Donglai, but looking down,

"This kind of comparison is meaningless," Sima Chaoqun raised his head again upon hearing this,

"It's better to focus on how to deal with Qingfeng Village next," Zhuo Donglai calmly diverted the conversation further away,

"Business is busy in the twelfth lunar month, and they are all big deals that cannot be missed. Qingfeng Village will make a move soon..."

"The protection fees in the twelfth lunar month are even higher than usual, and with my refusal this time, I don't know what the Guo brothers will do this time..."

In Qingfeng Village, in the blue sky and broad daylight, they are doing extremely vicious activities.Evil, although it is disgusting, is not the source of darkness. Qingfengzhai was once controlled by Guo Zhuang. After his death, Guo Qing took over. Escorts are very popular, so financial and human resources are like an inexhaustible river, continuously nourishing this organization that had no foundation.Until the seedling grew into a towering tree, in just a few years, it changed from green to dark, spraying venom.

The rogue bandits in previous years have long since disappeared, and Qingfeng Village has become the most feared existence in the hearts of the escorts.

No matter how much hatred you feel in your heart, you still have to put a smile on your face, and respectfully offer protection money with both hands, hoping for a safe journey.

Before the Lantern Festival in the twelfth lunar month, it was the peak time when the bosses were busy importing and exporting goods. During these days, most of the escorts in the escort agency were short escorts who were going to Chang'an.

The red ginseng dart entrusted by Boss Chen of Fengcai Shop has already traveled halfway, and it is estimated that it will arrive in Chang'an in half a month. Although there are only a few boxes the size of a wine jar, the densely packed forty or fifty red ginseng can occupy Almost all sources of goods in Changan.

The Escort Bureau has another antique business, which is used by the dignitaries in Chang'an to buy more expensive items. Needless to say the value, the consequences of losing the dart are even more unbearable.

Zhuo Donglai had already thought that these two trips were due to the most dangerous business, so he needed to make early plans.

Sima Chaoqun did not respond to his proposal.

Zhuo Donglai didn't say anything else, although he noticed the other's thinking eyes and worried brows, he still just stood silently beside Sima Chaoqun,

Everything that should be said has been said, and what to do is up to Sima himself.This is the duty that I should abide by in the past.Things that were not done in the past, and mistakes that were made, will always be compensated in this life.

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After a long time, he spoke slowly, "There are so many things happening tonight, I'll go and see Die Wu, you should also rest earlier."

Sima Chaoqun, who had been immersed in his own thoughts, quickly responded to him, with a short chuckle, the meaning in this laughter made Zhuo Donglai froze when he stepped out, it was awkward to go, and it was embarrassing to stay,

"If you really want to go back and look at her, I can only say that you are asking too much."

Zhuo Donglai had no choice but to turn around and come back, "She is still the bride tonight." When he said this, his voice seemed to become unnatural because of the stiff movements just now.

"I promised you to marry her and give her the name of Mrs. Escort, so as to save her and Zhu Meng's child. Isn't what I gave you enough?"

"Enough, enough." When these words came out, his teeth seemed to be clenched,

Sima Chaoqun's expression softened again, his words were still tingly, "You don't believe me?"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, he asked again, "Do you think I will do the following things that are not good for Madam?" While speaking, he had already walked to the table, and said two words to the person in his mouth,

"sit down."

Zhuo Donglai really walked over and sat down opposite him.

"I love watching you drink."

So Zhuo Donglai really took the wine glass he handed over, and drank it one after another.

Zhuo Donglai likes the wine from Persia, the silver wine cups are intricately handcrafted, sweet in the mouth, bitter in the stomach.

During the interval, Sima Chaoqun also poured himself a few glasses,

"This wine is specially prepared for you tonight." The original amber wine skirt swung open, reflecting a blurry reflection.

Sima Chaoqun stared blankly at the person in front of him. After taking off his cloak, he still wore the dress that he hadn't changed in time. It was redder than the wine in the glass.

The eyes of the two people were a little bloodshot in the light of the candle.

"It's better not to drink this wine too quickly, besides, you have drunk enough tonight."

Hearing this, Sima Chaoqun burst out laughing, "So you still remember to say something about me, it's just..." The sudden laughter made the person on the other side raise his head,

"Just, why are you still not satisfied?"

Sima Chaoqun finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Zhuo Donglai, I know all your secrets."

"Including the secret on your leg that no one knows about." After putting all his eggs in one basket, Sima Chaoqun didn't wait for the response he expected.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

There was an unspeakable grief in Zhuo Donglai's eyes, he looked at Sima Chaoqun with such eyes,

"Because, the miracle of turning back time, which no one dares to believe, just happened to you and me."

All Sima Chaoqun's unspoken thoughts were blocked by this frightening confession, and they were suddenly interrupted like a magic trick.

"Since when?"

"Eight years ago."

Sima Chaoqun's face froze again, and he smiled, "Since then, I've been looking for you."

"I waited for you for three whole days in the temple we met back then." He was interrupted in the middle of his words, and he heard Zhuo Donglai answer him,

He said, "I didn't go. I left Chang'an and went to Jiangnan."

Sima Chaoqun sat there silent for a long time, as silent as dead.

"I got rid of your only enemy, Xiao Leixue, and got the Sword of Tears. I annexed the Hall of Lions for you, set up this big bodyguard agency, and even let you be the head of this big bodyguard."

"It turns out that you just don't want to show up." After saying this, Sima Chaoqun regained his composure. He wanted to see Zhuo Donglai, but he only got an avoiding face.

"Zhuo Donglai, I helped you rewrite the fate of your previous life, what exactly do you want?"

Zhuo Donglai didn't answer, and he couldn't answer either.Sima Chaoqun didn't care about it.Because although he still doesn't understand what Zhuo Donglai wants in this life, he knows very clearly what he wants.He has spent 11 years planning and managing, and he has become another Zhuo Donglai. He has experienced many feelings that he used to be numb and ignorant.

For example, people become crazy and do something that can be said to be very selfish because they can't get it.

At the beginning, he also thought for a moment, why Zhuo Donglai didn't resist, why he allowed himself to plunder like this, but when his fingers touched the opponent's skin, the desire that had been blown up and down by all kinds of personnel and affairs before suddenly appeared True engraving.Once madness has been turned on, it can no longer be restrained.Feeling Zhuo Donglai's body clinging to his trembling body, and hearing the satisfaction of his rapid panting in his ear, Sima Chaoqun knew that he was also happy at this moment.The torment of immorality and the satisfaction of finally getting what you want are intertwined in the senses, hidden in the shadows of the candles that have not yet extinguished.