I got married with my enemy

The next day Xie Yuanheng woke up early, and after listening to the people who reported that he had made a fuss about the news yesterday, he sat down in the yard with a book in his hands and basked in the sun contentedly.

Murong Xiao didn't have any business to do all day long, he assumed his status, so naturally he couldn't change his temper overnight, so he had to do as he did.

It's just that I'm so idle that I almost don't know my last name.

As soon as Xie Yuanheng's good mood caused by the rumors he concocted by himself passed away, he felt bored and bored. He flipped through the idle books, but he didn't see anything good about it. He was about to send someone to invite Shen Zhao Come, listen to a few sour poems at any rate, and see a person running over yelling.

In my memory, the younger sister seemed to have just returned home and came running non-stop to his yard. As soon as she came in, she sat on the stone bench opposite him and gasped for breath. After panting, she opened her curious eyes and asked him, "Brother, I fell in love with you." Personally, how can I get him?"

Xie Yuanheng was so frightened by the earth-shattering tiger-wolf words that he couldn't sit still and fell off the stone bench.

Murong Chen didn't know anything about the appalling inner world of his current elder brother, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up for no apparent reason, and because he asked for something, he was extraordinarily amiable, and even his tone could be called gentle, "Brother, teach me Well, aren't you the most experienced in this kind of thing?"

With a numb face, Xie Yuanheng sat up again with her support, with a calm and shocked expression on his face, and couldn't hold back his curses in his heart.

He has a fart experience.As long as he has some experience, he won't dawdle. He hasn't even touched anyone's hand for more than three years. In the end, he was stabbed right through with a sword.

If you don't think about it, it's nothing, but when you think about it, Xie Yuanheng is heartbroken again, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are hurting, but the fact that he is alive is not something that can be said on the bright side, even a person who can vomit quickly can't be caught.

The cheap little sister who came here for nothing finally let go of her posture and patiently pulled him for a long time. Xie Yuanheng couldn't even pretend to be stern and inward. Before he could figure out how to continue to clean up Yang Qian, he had another long-term responsibility: to help his younger sister chase her brother-in-law.

In ancient times, according to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, how can women chase men backwards?

Xie Yuanheng felt bitter in his heart, but had to compromise, and slumped in his room with a bitter face, thinking that he had no chance to experience the sorrow in his previous life, but in this life he tasted it all, almost Choked him to death.

After thinking about it for a long time, General Xie, who is so forgetful, remembered that he forgot to ask his cheap sister, which family's kid she was looking for.

After finally making up her mind, she approached her cheap sister and asked her a question. Unexpectedly, her words were earth-shattering, and the girl who acted in a hurry blushed suddenly.

Xie Yuanheng looked at Murong Chen in bewilderment, showing a shyness that Murong Xiao had never seen in his memory, only to realize that his sister might be real.

Perhaps it was because he took over Murong Xiao's body, inherited his memory, and somehow suddenly felt a bit of warmth thicker than water towards the sister who was actually a stranger in front of him.

Maybe family love is such a thing, it seems to be connected by the invisible and intangible blood, and it is related by those days together day and night, but in fact it is like engraved into the flesh and blood, always vivid in the memory, in the Live forever in the flesh and blood.It seems like a unique feeling that is different from any kind of emotion.

Xie Yuanheng recognized this evil, and couldn't help but pay attention to this younger sister. He patiently waited for her to blush and shy, before slowly whispering, "It's Mr. Xie Chengan."

Xie Yuanheng didn't hear clearly for a while, so he couldn't help frowning and asked again, "What?"

"Xie Cheng'an, Mr. Xie!" Murong Chen pursed his lips, glared at Xie Yuanheng coquettishly, and repeated it again.

"What!" Xie Yuanheng blurted out as if struck by lightning, "Who are you talking about?"

Murong Chen didn't know why, "Xie Shangshu's youngest son, thank you, thank you Cheng'an."

Xie Yuanheng's heart was full of astonishment and complicated and unspeakable entanglement, and this sentence aroused his mind full of old thoughts amidst the mixed feelings.

Xie You, Xie Cheng'an, his father, Minister of Rites, Xie Yangui, is Xie Yuanheng's second uncle.

As the second son of the Xie family, his second uncle was very successful in official career, and he was smooth and successful at a young age. Although his father was the eldest brother, he was really a rigid literati who refused to accept his brother's so-called "support" , guarding my innocence that I don't know how much it can be worth, and with that little "unknown talent" that I don't know if it is real or not, I have been depressed all my life, and I will be just a poor scholar until my death.

Xie Yuanheng's mother died young, and his father was sad all day long. Xie Yuanheng couldn't understand his father's behavior, but he couldn't help being influenced by his father's subtle influence, and he couldn't lower his head to compromise with his second uncle. Being in a dilemma, I couldn't help being a big kid. Since I was a child, I knew that I had sneaked into the martial arts gym of other people's bodyguards to work for others, and I just taught them martial arts in exchange for them.He learned a lot about the head of the Bai family in such a mess, and when he was a little older, his father held his head on his head to start reading, so he kept a book of poems and etiquette up in the open, and secretly read some military arts and martial arts. Advance with Japan.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, Xie Yuanheng secretly ran out to join the army without telling his family, just in time for the final battle in the southeast of Zhenyuan Houping. The more proficient in martial arts, in two or three years, he really made a name for himself, and he got the fate of the old Hou Ye. A few words and a little support, at the age of 16, Dongnan Fuding, Zhenyuanhou Hou Jiliu bravely retired, resigned because of illness, Disarmed and returned, faded out of court.Daqi's southeast was initially settled, although there were no major troubles, there were also minor disturbances, and the important general was not there, so he had to promote more energetic newcomers, and he also took advantage of the east wind to become the youngest general since the founding of Daqi.

At that time, there was no prestigious Weiyuan Army, and he was not known as the Jade Face General. At that time, there was still a good story about a young man who became famous, a role model that made countless aspiring soldiers excited.

But when the proud young general returned home, he got the news that his father had already passed away.The young general couldn't afford to kneel in front of his father's coffin. He didn't eat or drink. He finally lost his strength and fell to the ground and passed out.

Before his consciousness dissipated, Xie Yuanheng suddenly thought of the man's tall but slender figure, of his uncle who refused to be helped by him when he was living in wealth and wealth across the wall, and his persistence in copying books for others under the lamp, and thought of Yingyingyanyan Zuo The nondescript string of women's beads wrapped around his hands when he was circling around, he thought of his disappointment and helpless sigh when he found out that he had carried private goods with him while reading.

He even vaguely and speciously remembered that the father and son were silent in front of their mother's tomb during Qingming. When he turned his head to look, he could see his father's gentle and quiet smile, his eyes focused and far away. A lot of insufficiency is heartfelt to him.I remembered that he was punished by his father to kneel in the ancestral hall for being playful, and always pretended to be asleep thinking he was smart, but when he heard the footsteps of the man coming in, he sighed almost silently, moved his knees that had fallen to the ground back to the futon, and put on his clothes again. a piece of clothing.Thinking that he was tired of poetry, books and articles, he was always careless, and was reprimanded by his father seemingly severely, but when he thought about it, he sneaked out to work and learn art, and carried private goods under the books, this person was not really blamed .

Xie Yuanheng tasted all kinds of tastes belatedly. The young man who was stubborn and refused to be disciplined, who thought he was smart and confident, finally broke the back of his bluff, and relived the warmth of tears he had not seen for a long time in the empty courtyard.

Xie Yuanheng lost his father, and the lingering family affection turned to his uncle, and there was a very close relationship.In the end, he was caught off guard and found out that his uncle had no intention of doing this, and actually let him and him collude on purpose.

He has been talked about by his father for many years, and his ears and eyes are full of saintly benevolence, morality and law. Although he has never taken it into his heart, he has become half old-fashioned, and he can't understand what counts as family honor and what counts as mutual support.The warmth of this person's head was poured cold water on the head, and the young and frivolous mind waved away with a wave of his sleeves. It turned out that he had stood alone in the turbulent court of Daqi for more than ten years without knowing it for many years. Has little relationship with Xie Mansion.

Presumably, he was caught off guard when he was young and his family affection was taken away from his life, and later he was so worried about it. He picked up a kid on the battlefield and took it as a sustenance for that little bit of family affection that is hard to say.Later, as the years went by, and the boy grew up, the warmth of his family affection changed at some point, and it burned up, becoming another kind of burning emotion.In the end, it even burned to the heart veins, burning him to death.

Xie Yuanheng closed his eyes, knowing that he had been careless for a while and was thinking sideways, so he hurriedly retrieved his thoughts and thought about him being the cousin of the protagonist that his sister said now.

I don't know if it's because each branch of Xie's family has a few freaks, and his second uncle's family seems to be no exception. He never thought that it was only a few months of enthusiasm, and he didn't pay attention. Someone in this second uncle's house Interested.

More than ten years later, all the cubs he picked up on the battlefield have become weapons, as if they were able to stand on their own, leading his capable young generals to show off to him, and he suddenly realized that the youngest of his second uncle's family had left. His old road, silently tightened the barracks.It's just that he didn't have the same luck as he did back then, so he could only barely become a young general.Fortunately, this child is straightforward and cheerful by nature, he doesn't like to care about, but he is happy to make a living in this army.

Xie Yuanheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and since then, he has been belatedly getting a bright spot from his weak blood relationship, and he also regarded him as half a brother.

Xie Yuanheng glanced at Murong Chen without saying a word, feeling complicated in his heart.But how should I put it, he is not "Xie Yuanheng", but "Murong Xiao", what is the relationship between Murong Xiao and Xie Chengan?He was bored with seeing his respected cousin, and had just had a fight with General Yang, who he followed since childhood.

Xie Yuanheng rubbed his nose, then glanced at Murong Chen again in a very bad mood.

This can be tricky.