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Published at 20th of October 2021 09:04:19 AM


Chapter 155: 155

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If it was any other time, even if Wen Jiu had more courage, she would not dare to make fun of Third Young Master.

But tonight, with her eldest brother here, the firelight melted some of the snow.

She turned her head and laughed: "Our Third Young Master is naturally very good, what kind of beauty can't marry her? I'm afraid that by March, when the sun is warm and the spring clothes are thin, the threshold of our General's Mansion will be broken through. "

Xie Xuan's face froze, and the chopsticks in his hand directly flew into the fire.

Just as he was about to get up, Xie Heng who was beside him reached out and stopped him, smiling as he said: "It's alright, after we break through, we'll raise the threshold a bit. How big is that?"

"Just get used to her."

Xie Xuan lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves, her expression unclear, "Let's see if you can still smile when she steps on your head and speaks like that one day!"

Wen Jiu had just returned from picking half a bowl of Green Calyx Plum, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but say: "After today, Third Brother will be at least 18 years old, and a man should be married off to a woman.

There was a rule in Xie Family that one couldn't marry before the age of twenty, and the marriage between several young masters of the family who were of a proper age still hadn't been decided yet.

If one were to carefully calculate it, the calamity that had befallen Tu Cheng was only a matter of a few months ago. However, if it was really spring, when all the Xie Family s had gathered at the Dijing, and the young masters of the s said that they wanted to be filial, those aristocratic families would only feel that the new Xie Family nobles were weighing the pros and cons, choosing the right and the left.

The best way would be to arrange the engagement of the young masters before then.

As Wen Jiu poured the Plum Blossom into the wine and boiled it, he said, "Previously, because my elder brother was in the manor and the girls were all over our doorsteps, I felt a headache coming on. And now that the girls have not come, it seems less lively. "

Xie Xuan had a look of "you see" on his face.

Xie Heng didn't even know whether to laugh or be angry. He picked up the firewood from the fire and said to her: "Wait until your Fourth Brother and your Xiaoqi arrive at the Dijing, you will know what is lively."

"Yes." Wen Jiu nodded his head, "I forgot to mention the Fourth Brother, as soon as we return to the residence, we have to send people to raise the threshold."

He would need to get a few more people to guard the door and the back door.

When Xie Heng and Xie Xuan heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and saw a kind of "I'm not the only one being eyed" meaning in each other's eyes.

In the pavilion that was swaying in the wind and snow, a small fire flickered as the three of them sat on the ground.

The cold plum blossoms cooked the wine and poured it into a bowl. The fragrance of the wine permeated the air. The endless snow also lost some of its coldness.

"The first bowl of wine, may Anyang City's 130,000 dead souls rest in peace as soon as possible."

Xie Heng stood up and poured the wine in his bowl into the snow.

Among those one hundred and thirty thousand people were their family and friends, as well as many innocent commoners. So many living people had yet to see the next day's sun.

Wen Jiu and Xie Xuan stood up at the same time and poured the wine in their bowls into the snow.

She knew that Xie Heng was not satisfied with that, which was why he took the risk of being punished by the Old Emperor and left the city overnight to take Wanyan Hao's life.

They had been lucky enough to escape from that catastrophe, but they were far away from home, treading on thin ice in the turbulent imperial scenery.

It was the New Year's Eve, and there was only one bowl of hot wine for the departed souls.

Third Young Master was usually a silent person.

After pondering for a long time, she finally forced out a sentence, "I will. With elder brother here, I believe that one day, I will be able to see the light of day."

The debt of blood would not be covered up by the peace on the surface, nor would it be lightly concealed by those in power.

Xie Heng turned his head to look at her, and his eyes shone brilliantly.

The youth smiled. "I believe it as well."

Wen Jiu had a bad taste in his heart, he filled three bowls full of wine, and took the lead to speak: "This bowl of wine, may grandmother be healthy, our family live long enough, and that we live safe and sound."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The three of them drank the wine together.

In this chaotic world, to be able to protect one's family and ask them to be one year old and safe was the greatest blessing of his life.

The wind blew through the pavilion, looking and smiling at each other. Yesterday, thousands of people were worried, looking forward to the future of the Ming Dynasty for an indefinite period of time.

"Come to the third bowl of wine, Third Young Master."

Xie Heng reached out to pour some wine, "Say a few auspicious words."

Wen Jiu's gaze fell on Xie Xuan at the same time as his gaze. Third Young Master held onto his wine bowl, thought for a long while, and then said: "Both of you are well."

"Huh?" After Wen Jiu heard this, he still could not react in time.

Xie Heng then patted Third Young Master on the shoulder and said emotionally, "You …."

He did not finish his sentence. Instead, he raised his bowl and clinked it with the two of them, gulping it down in one breath.

After Wen Jiu finished drinking, he reacted slowly.

Her eldest brother had a family of millions of citizens, and she was still brooding over her father's death over it.

As for Xie Xuan...

From the start, there had only been that run-down courtyard. He was quiet, and his temper was also awkward. All he thought about was that his elder brother and the Jiu beside him were fine.

The snowy night quietly, only a few jars of wine, leaving two plates of deformed dumplings.

Wen Jiu talked about the interesting things that happened in the shop these past few days. When talked about the rough men in the barracks, Third Young Master would occasionally smile as he listened to it. Although his smile was extremely light, it was already extremely rare.

As far as the eyes could see, a vast expanse of white filled the desolate pavilion in the wilderness.

As the three of them talked, they actually didn't feel cold at all.

As Wen Jiu said this, he put the remaining two plates of dumplings into the pot, soaked it in oil and directly fried it.

It was already early in the morning after they finished their meal.

In the direction of the Dijing City, fireworks filled the sky. This place was far away, and one could not hear anything, but they could see quite a bit of light.

In the vast snow-white land, the sky slowly lit up.

Wen Jiu stood up and fished out two red packets from his sleeves that he had prepared a long time ago. He passed one to Xie Heng and the other to him.

"Happy every year, and safe every year, brothers."

She smiled slowly. The glass bead in front of her forehead was dazzled by the light of the fire.

Xie Heng looked at her, and only regained his senses after a long while, "You, gave us a red packet?"

Although Third Young Master didn't say anything, his gaze was always on her.

"Yeah."

Although Wen Jiu looked to be only around ten years old, he had the heart of a twenty-nine year old female tycoon.

However, the two of them reacted a little too loudly. She touched the tip of her nose and said, "Right now I don't earn much money, so I don't need to give my brothers any money. Wait two years, no!" "Next year, next year will definitely not be so few."

Xie Heng held the red packet in his hand, his mood subtle.

However, the Third Young Master had already opened it, Xie Heng blocked it, "When we go back, we open it again, how can the red packets be opened in front of everyone?"

Young Madame already said that the bag was too little, so if he were to remove it now, he would probably feel disgraced.

"Can't we tear it apart?"

Xie Xuan asked in a low voice, then silently turned back.

Wen Jiu thought about how the second master of the Xie Family had left early and how his mother had treated him badly, let alone having not received a single red packet from him since he was young. His heart immediately softened.

The two of them tore the paper apart and looked at the silver notes with a subtle expression.

Xie Heng took a deep breath, "So this is what you meant by less? One thousand silver can buy a house that is not small in Dijing City. "

Wen Jiu covered his face, "I know a little less, this year I will definitely …"

Xie Xuan opened his mouth and interrupted: "All you do every day is keep busy and you end up getting paid?"

Wen Jiu closed his eyes: The red packet that I gave to my eldest brother and Third Brother is actually only enough to buy a mansion, how embarrassing … He had lost all his face!

The three people in the pavilion all had complicated feelings.

After a while, Xie Xuan stuffed a large red envelope into Wen Jiu's hands. She weighed it in her hands, and felt that it was thick and heavy.

Beside him, Xie Heng was surprised: "Third Young Master, you prepared a red packet too?"

Xie Xuan looked up, "What's wrong?"

"What a coincidence."

Xie Heng was overflowing with laughter, and took out two red envelopes from his bosom, "Brother, I also have one here."

Three people, six red packets, two each. He couldn't help but laugh before he even opened them.

As Wen Jiu held out the one given by the Third Young Master, he could not help but ask: "Third Brother, can you reveal what is inside this place? It's so heavy yet so thick, I feel a little flustered. "




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