Daoist, I am not fragrant!

Qingping Villa finally ushered in a long-lost happy event.

Jiang Yuanwai hadn't been this happy for many years, he cheerfully changed into new clothes, and sat in the main hall early in the morning, chatting with old friends who came to congratulate him.

The flowers and candles in Luocheng are moving, and Qi Li draws Xin'e. [1]

In front of the bronze mirror, under the service of Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxian and other maids, Yu Niang finally changed into a red wedding dress, and inserted the golden sparrow hairpins with wings into the black hair bun.

"Sister, Xi Po said that the time has come, and she is urging you to get on the sedan chair." The girl transformed into a white sparrow was dressed as a Xi doll today, holding Yu Niang's hand, smiling very happily.

"Okay, then... let's go." Yu Niang stood up, and the red dress embroidered with gold and jewels swayed slightly with her movements.The little girls lined up on both sides, sprinkled layers of red flowers on her way to the sedan chair.

The sound of firecrackers welcoming the relatives sounded, and the whole villa became more lively.

Standing in front of the hall, Jiang Yubin looked anxiously and nervously at the bright red sedan chair, which finally came slowly in his sight...

Compared with the beaming main hall, the small pavilion on the rockery outside the east courtyard, which is shaded by the bamboo forest, is much more relaxed.

The new tea was boiled several times with boiling water, and the fragrance came out, but unfortunately the tea was all wasted.

Zhong Tang shook his head regretfully, broke off some puff pastry residue from the plate, fed it to Huang Lier, and looked up at the person sitting opposite: "The Jiang family is holding such a big wedding, the third young master really wants to drink here all day tea?"

"Happy or not, what does it have to do with me?" Jiang Yufeng flapped his fan, the smile on his face didn't even reach his eyes: "Besides, it's not that I didn't go alone, my elder brother is still angry in the room smashing something."

Zhong Tang also laughed when he heard the words, and turned his eyes to ask: "Speaking of which, I would like to know why you let the Jiang family go this time?"

Jiang Yufeng was silent for a moment, but his fan was still waving leisurely. A few little girls in red shirts hurried past the rockery before he finally said: "He eats my offspring and destroys my lair, and I want him to have no offspring. "

"But marriage, love, these things, after all, there are times when they can't be stopped."

"Besides, let him fulfill his long-cherished wish..."

Zhong Tang paused, Huang Lier meowed softly a few times, finally bit the meringue cake, and put his head into his palm.

After a long while, he raised the corners of his lips again, brought a cup of tea for Jiang Yufeng himself, and sighed: "Speaking of which, this time I would like to thank you for your introduction. I earned a lot of rewards for coming here."

"Don't talk about that," Jiang Yufeng snapped away the folding fan, put the teacup aside, and asked, "Is that Daoist Li the old friend you're looking for?"

Zhong Tang nodded calmly, raised his red sleeves and held his chin, and said lazily: "Yes, that's him."

"That appearance is not bad. It's a pity that I have been looking for him for three years for you. It's a pity..." Jiang Yufeng sighed, with an unknown meaning in his eyes: "It's a pity that he is a member of the Golden Crow Temple."

Zhong Tang lowered his eyes, the small pavilion was filled with water vapor and tea fragrance, he still smiled: "It's a coincidence, after I came to Ancheng, I searched for him for so long but couldn't find him, so I came to you just now. Met."

Jiang Yufeng didn't speak, Zhong Tang suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and said firmly, "Is it really such a coincidence?"

"If you are destined, you will meet each other naturally," Jiang Yufeng said casually, pouring the cool tea in his hand into the bamboo forest.

"However, Zhong Tang." Jiang Yufeng's expression became serious, and he knocked on the folding fan: "As a friend, I still want to advise you, don't get too close to people in Jinwu Temple."

"Why?" Zhong Tang actually knew the answer in his heart, but he still asked.

"Because I don't want to be your enemy." Rarely, Jiang Yufeng said very simply.

Zhong Tang gradually put away his smile, and Jiang Yufeng stepped out: "You have just entered Lin'an, or you haven't fully understood the dispute between Taiyuan and Jinwu. It seems that there is indeed harmony on the surface, but in private, it has long been endless."

"Back then, I lost my son and nest, and I almost fell into the wrong path with hatred. It was the real Fengkong of Taiyuan Temple who led me to transform me and sent me to Jiang's house."

"So, you stand still in Taiyuan." Zhong Tang hugged the well-fed yellow raccoon into his arms, and asked directly.

"Yes."

"Then this time, is it a coincidence?" Zhong Tang returned to that question after going around for a while.But this time, Jiang Yufeng didn't answer, not a single word.

"Leading me and Li Bizhi to Qingping Mountain Villa is the meaning of Taiyuan Temple." Zhong Tang stood up, fingered the golden bell on his waist, and said lightly: "The person who keeps me away from Jinwu Temple, It is your selfishness as a friend, am I right?"

Jiang Yubin was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "Yes, I should have known earlier, you can see through."

"In the final analysis, we are all demons, we are the same kind. Since we met three years ago, I have always regarded you as a friend."

"I have always regarded you as a friend," Zhong Tang sighed. The secrets in Qingping Villa have been revealed, but he feels that he has fallen into deeper troubles: "Why do people in Taiyuan Temple Shall I meet Li Bizhi?"

Jiang Yufeng walked to his side and shook his head: "I don't know about it, but I don't think it will be a good thing."

"To you, to that Daoist Li... So, Zhong Tang, if possible, you should not get too close to him."

"But you also said," Zhong Tang turned around, repeating Jiang Yufeng's words just now: "Things like marriage, love, etc. will eventually be unstoppable."

He looked far away, looking at the stalks of green bamboos swaying with the wind under the rockery, confused but serious: "I have forgotten a lot of things, maybe important, maybe ordinary, I don't care about these."

"But this person, no."

"From the moment I woke up, I knew I was going to look for him, no matter how far away I was." Zhong Tang stretched out his hand, pointing to his heart: "I forgot about him, but left him here again. "

Jiang Yufeng looked at Zhong Tang, but couldn't say a word, but Zhong Tang smiled again and said awkwardly, "So, I'm sorry... I can only live up to your kindness."

"Just now," Jiang Yufeng said after a long time, "Just now when I was walking this way, I happened to meet your Daoist Li. He packed his bags and was about to leave the villa."

"You will go to catch up now, maybe you can catch up with him on the same way."

Zhong Tang blinked, and the yellow raccoon in his arms had jumped to the ground first, meowing and tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Zhong Tang finally smiled heartily, reached out and patted Jiang Yufeng's shoulder, and before he could speak, he carried the yellow raccoon and walked briskly down the rockery, his vermilion clothes fluttering in the wind.

On the official road in the east of Lin'an City, Zhang Shunzi drove the carriage with a face of reluctance, muttering in his mouth: "It's so hard to come here, but you, the shopkeeper, don't even let me drink a wedding wine."

Zhong Tang let Zhang Shunzi complain, while he looked out the window with great interest until he saw the dark blue figure in the distance, then he raised his lips and said, "Want to drink wedding wine? If you can drive the car faster, maybe After a while, you will be able to drink better."

"Better?" Zhang Shunzi pursed his lips, disdainfully said: "Is there any family that can hold a more ostentatious wedding than this Jiang's family, and invite wine better?"

Zhong Tang rested his chin, looked at the dark blue back, deliberately narrowed his eyes: "My..."

"What, what?"

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On the bamboo shoots above the moon, the joy took a break, and Qingping Villa, which had been bustling all day, finally calmed down.

Old Steward Song rubbed his old arms and legs, and sighed deeply that he was old after all, but he was still happy in his heart.

The second young master finally married a wife, and the old man's heart disease can finally be let go.

Thinking of this, he smiled again, walked through the messy banquet hall, and walked into the main hall.

Jiang Yuanwai was still sitting there, and he hadn't left since watching Jiang Yubin and Yu Niang pay their respects during the day.

"Master, it's late at night, you should go back and rest." Old housekeeper Song walked slowly to Jiang Yuanwai's side, saw him leaning on the small table with his head propped up, and thought he was asleep, so he patted him a few times. He lowered Jiang Yuanwai's shoulder, trying to wake him up.

But just such a light pat, Jiang Yuanwai's body collapsed in vain——

Old Steward Song rushed to help him, but found that Yuanwai Jiang had already lost his breath, but there was still a faint smile on his face.

Over the past 30 years, the shame has not disappeared, and once it is over, I hope that my life will die.

The author has something to say:

[1] From Yang Shidao's "Looking at Marriage at First Night"

Jiang Yuanwai was not killed by the third child

About how the little fairy and the third child met before, I will talk about it later, this story is just the beginning~

In addition, insist on 1v1, the little goblin only has Li Zai'er in his heart, they are just friends