Hard to be a shadow guard

Without even thinking about it, Xie Yiqian held the hydrangea in both hands and stretched out the window. Before everyone could react, he let go of his hands——

"Ah!" The crowd exclaimed again, but they could only watch helplessly as the hydrangea fell to the ground and stirred up dust.

Silence.

Xie Yiqian didn't know how shocking his actions looked to outsiders, but he threw the hydrangea out, and finally he felt a little better.

Xie Yiqian sneered: "Let's go!"

He actually didn't want to pay attention to the farce here, and planned to leave.

Huang Mei didn't dare to take a breath, he never thought that his slander would come true in the end.

Seeing that the master's good mood was completely ruined, even though Xie Yiqian's temper had improved a lot in recent years, Huang Mei didn't dare to touch the master's bad luck for a while.

Huang Mei hurriedly took two steps forward, and took Shang Yingyi to explore the way ahead.

But when Xie Yiqian walked down to the private room on the second floor, he saw Huang Mei and Ying Yi standing aside in a daze, the people standing in front of him were not the people who watched the excitement, but the family of Feng Dashan, who came in a hurry and were still panting.

Xie Yiqian had just heard the Feng family's remarks about "raising noodles", and he really didn't feel good about this family.

He greeted Huang Mei and the two: "Aren't you leaving yet? Has everything you asked to inquire about come to fruition?"

Just as he was talking, Xie Yiqian kept walking and walked straight forward, not paying attention to the Feng family at all.

Seeing this, the good man Feng Da hurriedly reached out his hand to stop him: "This nobleman stays, stays—"

After all, Feng Dashan was traveling all over the world when he was young, and he only briefly looked at Xie Yiqian and his party for a moment, and then he had some calculations in his heart. When he looked at Xie Yiqian again at this time, his gaze had already changed to the satisfaction of his father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.

He laughed so that the dry wrinkles on his face piled up: "This nobleman robbed the little girl's hydrangea, according to the local rules..." Feng Dashan didn't talk too much, "Dare you ask if you have time? Go to the house and sit down?"

"This old man has a bit of prestige in Luochen Town. There is always booze at home. Seeing distinguished guests should come from afar. Why don't I let this old man do his best as a landlord?"

Before Xie Yiqian refused, Feng Xiaoxiao rushed over first. She walked in front of her father without any explanation, turned her head and was amazed by Xie Yiqian's face for a moment, but quickly realized: "Father, what are you doing? My daughter said Don’t marry, don’t marry, don’t marry, no one can do it except Brother Blacksmith!”

"Is there some misunderstanding between you two..." Xie Yiqian sneered, interrupting the conversation between the father and daughter.

"The hydrangea is not what I want to grab. It's obvious that your daughter went crazy and kicked it into my hands. If your family doesn't marry, do you think I want to marry?"

As soon as Xie Yiqian said this, he immediately attracted Feng Xiaoxiao's fighting power to himself: "What did you say? You don't want to marry!"

"How can Miss Ben not be worthy of you? You snatched Miss Ben's hydrangea, and now you dare to say you won't marry me!" Feng Xiaoxiao exploded, "Who do you think you are? Do you know Miss Ben's identity? Believe it or not!" Miss told you not to leave Luochen Town!"

Xie Yiqian was laughed at by Feng Xiaoxiao's words again.

"You are the one who doesn't want to marry, and now you are the one who blames others for not marrying." Xie Yiqian asked, "Then dare to ask this young lady, do you want to marry or not?"

Even if Xie Yiqian didn't understand and asked, the people around were confused by Feng Xiaoxiao's inconsistent attitude.

At this time, Feng Xiaoxiao was asked such a naked question, and there were many people talking loudly in his ears.

No matter how generous Feng Xiaoxiao is, she will inevitably feel embarrassed.

Her face flushed quickly, and she looked at Xie Yiqian with hatred.

But even though Feng Dashan saw the tears brewing in the eyes of his beloved daughter, he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he smiled and said to Xie Yiqian: "My little girl is ignorant, please forgive me... Please take a step, please go to the house Sit down."

With his vision, Feng Dashan naturally believed that Xie Yiqian was by no means an ordinary person.

Although they are foreigners who don't know where they come from, it doesn't prevent their Feng family from marrying and getting close to the nobles.

In a short period of time, Fengda Shanren already had his own plan in mind.

On the contrary, it was rare for Feng Xiaoxiao to be reprimanded by her father, and she was even more wronged in her heart. She gave Xie Yiqian a bitter look, and said: "Even if I marry a beggar, I will never marry you!"

Finally ran away.

If Xie Yiqian just didn't want to argue with a girl before, now he is also aroused by Feng Xiaoxiao's series of styles.

Let's not talk about anything else, just the "Brother Blacksmith" who never leaves his mouth——

Xie Yiqian really didn't think that he was a hereditary king, could it be that he was not as successful as a blacksmith in a small broken village?

He turned his head to look at the good man Fengda who was still smiling apologetically, and when he changed his mind, he said, "Then respect is worse than obedience. I'm Xie Xuan, and there are people out there."

"Hey, it's easy to talk..." Feng Dashan agreed, and immediately smiled even more happily, leading the way all the way, passing through the crowded people, and embarking on the road back to the house.

It was past noon, and besides, Xie Yiqian had eaten his lunch ahead of time.

Feng Dashan had no choice but to hold a small banquet in the garden of the mansion, prepared a few exquisite pastries, and asked the housekeeper to bring some fine wine from his collection, and asked Xie Yi to sneak into the courtyard to enjoy the scenery.

Xie Yiqian held a small cup of wine in his hand and drank alone, only to listen to the kind-hearted man beside him telling the story of the fate between the only daughter and the blacksmith——

"The blacksmith came here three years ago. He looked sick, and someone saw scars all over his body by the creek in Luochen Village. Coupled with his cold face that has never changed, he really doesn't look like a good man!"

Feng Dashan was still expressing his views, but as he talked more, Xie Yiqian had a look of surprise on his face.

However, just when Xie Yiqian put down the wine cup and wanted to ask a few more questions, the next sentence of Feng Dashan broke his hope.

"Especially last year when he went out for a trip, and when he came back, he brought back two children. He was a cripple with no father, no mother, and no relatives. He dragged his family to raise two cubs. What kind of shabby family is this?"

"Two children..." Xie Yiqian paused.

Feng Dashan thought that this resonated with the other party, and he was filled with righteous indignation when he said it: "No! Even if the two children come back, even if they call them "brother", judging by their age, they must be the biological sons brought back. .”

"However, the blacksmith hasn't found a wife for several years, and the birth mother of the pair of sons is unknown. Even ordinary people are unwilling to marry their daughters to him, let alone our Feng family, which can be regarded as one of the best families in Luochen Town. , that blacksmith is really not good enough for a little girl!"

My own son...

A faint smile curled up on the corner of Xie Yiqian's mouth, although he didn't say anything, he still couldn't help but sneered in his heart, cursing himself for being too whimsical.

He just heard that the blacksmith came at roughly the same time as Xuanying, so he wondered if it was Xuanying.

But his Xiaoying is not a cripple, so how could he have a child with a woman?

Still two!

Xie Yiqian couldn't tell whether he really didn't care or didn't dare to care, anyway, listening to the strange blacksmith, he turned his head and forcibly left the matter behind.

But he was just attending the banquet with the intention of having nothing to do to join in the fun, but now thinking of the "blacksmith" who only heard his voice but didn't see him...he felt a little uneasy for no reason.

Here, Feng Dashan continued to narrate.

"But here lies the problem!" Feng Dashan was very distressed, "Last summer, my daughter and a few close friends went to play in the mountains. Whoever wanted to meet the beasts in the mountains happened to encounter heavy rain, so the old man sent to find them. People were stopped halfway."

"At such a critical moment, the blacksmith who went up the mountain to cut firewood happened to see it. The kid somehow saved the little girl and her party. That's good. My little girl has a pure heart, so she put her heart on the blacksmith."

"The old man is not a person who is ungrateful, but at that time, the gold, silver, grain and noodles were sent to the blacksmith, so it should have been done, why do you need to marry a daughter... This evil fate is really, eh !"

After Feng Dashan finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. When he turned his head and saw Xie Yiqian looking at him playfully, Feng Dashan's heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly stood up, and quickly made amends: "Young Master Xie, don't get me wrong!"

"My little girl is still a good girl, and she will never humiliate the young master!" He said, "It's just that the blacksmith's mind was fooled. When the young master and the young girl get married, the young girl will definitely withdraw her thoughts when she sees that the young master is handsome. I adore you with all my heart.”

"Oh, it's the old man who didn't know what to say..." Feng Dashan patted his mouth regretfully, blaming himself, why did he accidentally tell the truth?

Which man is willing to marry a girl whose mind is on others!

Feng Dashan regretted not falling, and quickly raised his glass to pour wine for Xie Yiqian, trying to get rid of the topic just now.

By the way, he inquired nonchalantly: "By the way, where is the young master from? How many people are there in the family? What are you doing here..."

Just when Xie Yiqian was getting along with Feng Dashan, the joke about Miss Feng's hydrangea recruiting relatives spread in Luochen Town.

Even the children playing in the street occasionally listened to it——

When the young lady of the Feng family invited her relatives, she secretly agreed with her heart!

But where no one was paying attention, a child full of wooden sticks turned around from the crowd, stopping every now and then to ask, "What blacksmith, auntie, please tell me!"

"Where did the children come from... Oh, you little ones, don't meddle in the affairs of adults, hurry up!"

The women who were talking looked at the half-grown guy who came over at some point, and coaxed him away in displeasure, not intending to talk to him in detail.

Xuan Miao curled his lips unhappily, but had no choice but to turn around and run away. After running far away, he turned his head to make a grimace, and then bounced and ran out of the town.

The melodious mountain ditty along the way echoes the chirping of birds in the forest, creating an infinitely long and leisurely time.