Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

Time seemed to pass quickly, and it was already late autumn in the blink of an eye. In the evening, the weather was a bit cold, and the autumn wind blew across his face. Zhuang Han couldn't help shivering. The sword flew to.

Dodging left and right, he saw clearly that the person in front of him was the master; he was surprised, but Taixuan still swung his sword, stabbing at Zhuang Han with every move.

There is no way, there is no choice but to draw a sword to greet him.

With the sword out of its sheath, Tai Xuan laughed lightly, the swordsmanship and martial arts of the person in front of him were all taught by himself, I haven't seen him for a long time, I don't know if he has learned something.

Both of them used unfeeling swordsmanship, one move after another, one move after another, chasing each other, the sword light was shining, Tai Xuan deliberately led Zhuang Han out of the Green Willow Villa, and then stopped in a mountain forest.

"Han'er, the Unfeeling Sword has made you become a sentient sword." Taixuan retracted the sword and said coldly, "The seven styles of the Unfeeling Sword, three of which focus on righteousness, renunciation, and kinship, you are good, show mercy everywhere , and the swordsmanship is so slow, it is really useless to learn for so long."

Zhuang Han retracted his sword and stood on his side, calming down a bit, "Master, you are my master, how can I be serious with you."

"You and I are no longer masters and apprentices." Taixuan retorted.

Standing opposite him, Zhuang Han said, "A teacher for one day, a teacher for life; Master, you will always be Han'er's master, dear, if I really never have a relationship, wouldn't it be treasonous."

"Hmph!" Tai Xuan snorted coldly, "You are so indecisive, with distracting thoughts in your mind, I am afraid that you will never be able to practice the Seven Styles of Unfeeling Sword."

Zhuang Han lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"It seems that you have forgotten your mother, your clan and country, and he, Wu Wenxuan, is your enemy and the murderer who killed your child!" Tai Xuan said word by word.

A sentence made Zhuang Han panic, "Master, why are you forcing me like this? I just want to be an ordinary person who is at ease."

"This is your mission!" Tai Xuan stared and said angrily, "Your mother is the princess of our clan, and your grandfather and your relatives are all the leaders of our clan. In the words of the Central Plains people, you are our clan's leader." The king is the future emperor, and it is your mission to restore the family and the country."

Zhuang Han's eyes darkened, and he held back his emotions and said, "Master, are you joking? Do you think this is a big show, that if you say that you are rehabilitated, you will be rehabilitated, and if you say that you can control the world, you can control the world? How many people in our family are there left?" , It’s just a few stars, in fact, as long as the world is peaceful, there is no fighting, and the people can live and work in peace, it doesn’t matter who is the emperor.”

"Han'er, Emperor Yong'an is licentious now, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the court. On the surface, he is ruling, but in fact, your master and I are in control of the court; and Wu Wenxuan has proclaimed himself king in Yizhou and Jingzhou. Recruiting troops behind the scenes, wooing the knights of the rivers and lakes, in order to rise up and seize the world when the time is right; we only need to watch them Wu family brothers kill each other in secret, no matter who wins or loses, the crime of conspiracy to seize the throne It won’t fall on us, when the time comes, we’ll just sit back and reap the benefits, wait for them to catch them all, and guarantee you to sit on that dragon chair.”

After hearing Taixuan's words, Zhuang Han was shocked, and looked at his master in a daze, "Master, you..." The words stopped, and he couldn't help but think, the master is really a master of tricks, and he set up a good game!

"Han'er, if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Zhuang Han stared at Taixuan in a daze, and said seriously, "If it is true as what Master said, I will really become the emperor in the future, will these ministers and the common people be happy?"

Taixuan chuckled, "Han'er, it doesn't matter whoever is the emperor as long as the common people can make them live a good life; as for the officials, they have their own way of being a teacher; you can rest assured about this."

Zhuang Han lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I...do I have to be emperor?"

"Han'er, look at this great river and mountain. We didn't intend to fight for it. Who would want to live in peace and stability; but they forced us to take over this world. If you think about it, if it is really ruled by our clan, it will definitely be better than this Wu family. It can make people live and work in peace and contentment.”

Zhuang Han lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Han'er, as long as you say a word, our remaining clansmen will help you take this great country and give it to you."

Hearing this, Zhuang Han suddenly raised his head, met Shang Taixuan's serious expression, frowned and said, "Master..."

"Han'er, you want to be the emperor!" Taixuan said, "Think about your dead mother, if you were a strong person, would she die with hatred? And your child who died at birth, if you are the right You have the ability to cover the sky with one hand, who can hurt your mother, and who can hurt your poor child?"

Zhuang Han looked at him blankly, his expression was thoughtful, but he seemed to be thinking about nothing, his mind was blank.

"Master is not a person who does all kinds of evil. He just witnessed his own relatives and children dying under the knife. At that time, he thought, if I can have the supreme right, my relatives will not be slaughtered by others." Taixuan said in a low voice. Yes, but every word and every sentence fell into Zhuang Han's heart.

Yes, if I were a strong person, maybe my mother and my child who had never met would not leave so pitifully.

I vaguely remember that when I was a child, my mother told myself that unless I became strong enough, I would never tell anyone my identity as a man.

Thinking about it carefully, it was because of his cowardice and incompetence that he had no choice but to live in this world as a woman, marry a man absurdly, and let that man crush him for wanton pleasures; what made him hate even more was However, that person killed his own flesh and blood with his own hands. Every time I think of this, my chest is always painful and anxious like burning, like being cut open by someone with a knife. It is really tormenting.

Suddenly there was a voice in his head clamoring: All power over the world, kill the Wu family, avenge your people, avenge your children.Kill Wu Wenxuan!Kill Wu Wenxuan!

This sentence lingered in his mind for a long time like a curse. Zhuang Han only felt a severe pain in his head and a congested chest. He opened his clear eyes and covered his chest, which seemed to be in great pain.

Taixuan hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and said, "Han'er, you don't need to think about it anymore, you have to know that your child died under the hands of that person, and your clan died because of that person's father." Under his command, he even deceived your feelings, why do you still miss him like this?"

Zhuang Han was dumb, and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, bowing his head in silence.

"If you don't want to, I won't make it difficult for you as a teacher, you... just continue to live in this submissive, neither male nor female way." Taixuan snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and wanted to leave.

"I will do it!" Zhuang Han suddenly raised his head, looked at his master, and said, "I will be... the emperor."

Taixuan was overjoyed, stepped forward and hugged Zhuang Han, and said excitedly, "Han'er, my dear Han'er, as a teacher, I know you are a real man!" He also knelt down in front of Zhuang Han, pointing at the Wanli River. Shan Dao said, "Han'er, you look at the great river and mountain, and you swear to your teacher that you will take it and hand it into your hands, so as to comfort the spirit of our people and your poor child's spirit in heaven."

Zhuang Han was beside him, quietly watching the river and mountains.

The sky in the distance turned fish-belly pale, and the light faintly wanted to break through the darkness.

Day, it is about to dawn.

But, why do I feel that life is darker?

……

In the Green Willow Villa, Xiao Yu and Dong'er were furious, especially Xiao Yu, who never let go of his brows when he knew that Zhuang Han had disappeared for no reason.

Brother Han, where did you go?Xiao Yu sighed secretly, and looked out a few more times.

"Brother Xiao, did Brother Mei be taken away by that Wu?"

"This statement is not unreasonable, Dong'er will follow me to find that surnamed Wu."

"Ah."

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes outside the door, Xiao Yu's face showed joy, Brother Han is back?When I looked again, I saw Wu Wenxuan approaching.

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, and was about to find you, when you came to your door.

Wu Wenxuan stood in front of Xiao Yu, "I want to see Zhuang Han!"

"I was just about to ask you, but Brother Han was kidnapped by you?" Xiao Yu asked coldly.

What! ?Wu Wenxuan frowned, "Hahan is gone?"

Xiao Yu said, "Isn't it Brother Han you kidnapped?"

"Nonsense, if I kidnap him, will I still come to ask you for someone?" Wu Wenxuan said angrily.

"Brother Mei disappeared a few nights ago and has not returned for three days. At first we thought you took him away." Dong'er said.

Wu Wenxuan collected himself, "Do you still remember, before he disappeared, there were any... signs?"

"Sleeping most of the night, who would pay attention." Dong'er pouted, "Besides, it's not like Brother Mei doesn't know martial arts."

Having said that, Xiao Yu suddenly thought that if he heard the sound of fighting in the middle of his dream and half awake that night, could it be...

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu said to Wu Wenxuan, "I don't know why King Wu came to look for Brother Han this time?"

There was some indescribable emotion in Wu Wenxuan's eyes, a little sentimental and a little flustered, he was stunned and said, "Pick him up and go to the reunion with me."

Xiao Yu chuckled softly, "Are you talking in your sleep? Brother Han won't see you, let alone go to reunion with you, so why are you asking for trouble?"

"I can't do it...it's him when I open my eyes, and it's him when I close my eyes. I miss him, I really want to see him, I really want to...I really miss...with him not around, I can't concentrate on anything..."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu remained silent.

"You won't understand." Wu Wenxuan said slowly, "Since he's not here, then I'll look elsewhere, and I'll always find him."

"I guess Brother Han should be with his master." Xiao Yu said.

Wu Wenxuan frowned, "His master? Do you know where his master lives?"

Xiao Yu frowned slightly, "Elk Village."

"Milu Village?" Wu Wenxuan thought for a while, then clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, so farewell!"

Dong'er talked a lot, "The Milu Village is far away in Suzhou, and it's in a mysterious place, can you find it?"

Wu Wenxuan looked at them, "If you can't find it, you have to find it. Even if the whole Suzhou is turned over, I still want to find Brother Han. I will treat him well and make up for him in the future."

"I'll let you go." Xiao Yu said expressionlessly, "Although I don't know where the Milu Village is, there is someone who definitely knows."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wenxuan said gratefully, "Thank you, Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Yu looked at him and said, "I just hope that this time you can really treat Brother Han well, and that his infatuation won't be in vain."

There was not much expression on Wu Wenxuan's face, but those serious eyes showed his determination in the future.

……

After a few days of hard work, he arrived at Miluzhai and rested for a day. Zhuang Han's complexion improved, but his gentle smile was gone, and he looked cold.

Taixuan couldn't take it anymore because he didn't care about Zhuang Han, so he took him around the huge village, and met the clansmen and warriors here.

Taixuan said, "Look, people from our clan are excluded here, they are the people oppressed by the court. We have been recruiting and training our troops here for a long time."

Zhuang Han's eyelashes trembled slightly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and hummed.

"Just stay here for a few days and don't think about anything."

Zhuang Han responded again, then asked Taixuan, and went to the house to rest.

In the days that followed, Zhuang Han was really indifferent to the affairs in the village, often alone, either in a daze alone, or sitting in front of the chessboard for a whole day.

Compared with his leisurely, Taixuan seemed to be full of energy, he was more strict with the army in the village, and put all his body and mind into seizing the world.

On this day, the afternoon sun brought some faint warmth. Zhuang Han sat under the sun and played a game of chess alone. The autumn wind blew across his face, mixed with a trace of coolness. The maid Xiuer carefully ordered a cloak for him .

"Yun'er, the sun is so warm, you'd better take off this cloak for me." Zhuang Han said casually as he played chess to himself.

Xiu'er glanced at him, pursed her lips and said, "Master, I am Xiu'er, not Yun'er."

When the voice fell to the ground, the chess piece in Zhuang Han's hand also fell, and he was stunned, without speaking.

Xiu'er bent down to pick up the chess piece, carefully put it in the chess box, and asked weakly, "Master, do you have something on your mind?"

Zhuang Han came back to his senses, smiled faintly, and said, "No, it's just..." He hesitated for a moment, "Xiu'er, go and rest, I want to be alone for a while."

Xiu'er responded, then bowed and retreated.

As soon as Xiu'er left, Zhuang Han was left alone in the yard, and there was still silence, only the sound of the breeze blowing the autumn leaves and rustling.

Zhuang Han stood up, walked a few steps, and looked at the sky.

There is a group of wild geese flying south, it is going to spend the winter.

Zhuang Han frowned slightly, as if something was entangled in his heart, and he couldn't tear it apart or tear it apart, so he could only let him be entangled.