The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"Yeah!" Lan Xiwen saw that Lan Xishu's eye circles were red, and obediently responded, muttering and whispering, "I don't believe them! I know they said that on purpose and wanted to send me off to marry , Tch! There is no door!"

While talking, Lan Xiwen smiled, wiped away the tears with his sleeves, with a somewhat savage expression: "In the end I moved my aunt out, and they became dumb."

"Aunt?" Lan Xishu frowned.

"Auntie told me about the origin of this rosary a while ago?" Lan Xiwen suddenly became a little unhappy again, Lan Xishu's heart was moved, and he touched Lan Xiwen's sleeve, the string of Lan Xiwen never left his body Lan Xishu seriously disliked this string of rosary beads that connected her aunt and Buddhist sect, and never liked it.

"Auntie said, my mother passed away when I was born. A monk told my father that my fate is hard, and that I can overcome my father and my family. I must enter Buddhism early to avoid disaster. It was my elder brother who cried and refused. I was not sent to the nunnery, but my frail elder brother passed away, and my father believed it. At that time, my aunt happened to become a nun, so I asked an eminent monk to give me this string of rosary beads. I think it was because my father didn't send me to become a monk that led to the ruin of my family."

Lan Xiwen drooped her eyelashes, and lazily narrated the past. She had been sad for too long, and the heavy guilt made her breathless: "Afterwards, I stayed with my aunt in the nunnery until Dad and you I'll take it home!"

I didn't know before, but Lan Xishu later understood very well that the old man took great pains to find the Lan family with Jinyiwei's family background for him. After recognizing Lan Xiwen as a girl, he became a hereditary military household of the Lan family, and successfully became a member of the Lan family. His name was Jinyiwei. At that time, Jinyiwei had just been reactivated by Emperor Yongle. It was easy for Lan Xiwen to recognize him. After seeing him, Lan Xiwen's older brother was like his own brother. It was much more difficult to convince Lan Xiwen's aunt. The Lan family Ding Shanbo, only the aunt and nephew were left. The old man spent a lot of effort until finally rekindled the old relationship to get the approval of the aunt, and the aunt agreed. The face of the Lan family must not be humiliated, what kind of man his brother Lan Hailong is, and so on.

Who would have thought that he would break up with Lan Xiwen at the first sight, pretending to be the only male Ding Lan Xishu of the Lan family, and everything would be perfect, and everything would be due to fate!

"Stupid people believe that!" Lan Xishu has no beliefs, the only belief is himself!Or there were old men he didn't recognize.

"Marrying you has nothing to do with them!" Lan Xishu said something rude, seeing Lan Xiwen pouted, he immediately laughed.

"I just said it, what my aunt said, my life is too hard to marry, I am a Buddhist!" Lan Xiwen raised her face, and said proudly: "They are silent."

Lan Xishu didn't speak anymore, his heart felt blocked, as uncomfortable as if stuffed with a ball of cotton.

"Isn't that a good excuse?" Lan Xiwen asked Lan Xishu indistinctly, shouting ravioli, Lan Xishu just nodded, people believe in Buddhism and believe in strange powers, so they can't explain clearly to them.

Lan Xishu drooped his head and ate the wontons in the bowl, leaving only a bowl of soup.

The third bowl came, and Lan Xiwen removed Lan Xishu's bowl of wonton soup. The third bowl of wontons was pushed in front of Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu shook his head, and Lan Xiwen leaned forward and whispered, "Eat more. Only then can we have the strength to protect the house!"

"If I don't eat for three days, I still have the strength to protect the house!" Lan Xishu laughed. With such a house in this world, he felt that God treated him well. He had no father, no mother, no relatives, and no reason. Since he had a house, he never I don't think so anymore, the world has become full of expectations and goals.

The old woman who was not busy was looking at Lan Xishu and Lan Xiwen's kindly smile with the old man next to each other's shoulders. Lan Xiwen bit his chopsticks and shyly stretched his legs from under the table, and touched Lan Xishu with his toe. Lan Xishu thought that Lan Xiwen was warning, pretending to be weak and shaking his head back and forth, while Zhang Song on the opposite side was still pretending to be eating sesame seed cakes.

Lan Xishu's eyelids twitched suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a rouge and gouache booth not far away. Xiao An was holding up a small mirror to look left and right. Eyeballs, Ding Ya's figure farther away disappeared in a flash.

"The house is ruined! Xiaoan has come out, let's go!" Lan Xishu didn't want to make trouble out of the way.

"Oh!" Lan Xiwen lowered his head and squeezed the wontons into his mouth tightly. Lan Xishu got up to pay the bill: "I suddenly remembered, there is something urgent!"

Lan Xiwen, mouth full of wontons, followed Lan Xishu to deal with the old lady's greetings and hurried out of the wonton shop. Lan Xiwen took the horse and dragged it hard to get out of the crowd.

Zhang Song stopped chewing on the half of the biscuit, and followed him out of the biscuit shop.

"Xiao'an is going back!" Lan Xiwen pretended to be surprised and looked around, startled Zhang Song who was following behind, either stopping in front of this stall or picking in front of that stall.

oh!Lan Xishu heaved a sigh of relief. I don't know if it was Ding Ya who discovered his horse or Sister Zhen who coaxed Xiao An back, took the reins of the horse from Lan Xiwen's hand, and walked further south, passing the downtown area. The crowds became less and less, and in front of the door of Huanxi Grain Store, there were market trolleys selling grain. Wan Sanjin directed the little boy and the grain seller to carry the bags in, shouting to be careful all the way, and put them next to the wall. Looking back, he saw Lan Xi Shu was stunned for a moment, and immediately struck up a conversation with the trademark smile of a businessman: "Look at it, the guest officer, the rice and white noodles are good! The price is negotiable!"

"Really!" Lan Xishu bent down and stretched his hand into a bag of rice that had just been opened: "I will meet you later, remember there is a man in blue robe who followed me in behind, Ding Ya will follow, let He pays attention to this person, if he has time, he will do it! If he has time, he will stare at him to death!"

The smile on Wan Sanjin's face remained undiminished, and he kept saying yes.

"I'll call someone later!" Lan Xishu said hello and turned the corner into the Xixiangfeng Cart Shop. Two mules and horse-drawn carts loaded with goods and covered with oilcloth were driving out of the Xixiangfeng Cart Shop. The shopkeeper was instructing the driver to say goodbye to the customer, when he turned his head and saw Lan Xishu who was holding his horse against the wall, and hurriedly greeted him, "Please come inside, little brother!"

A clerk took over the reins of the horse, Lan Xishu patted the horse's head, and followed the shopkeeper to go in. Another donkey cart just unloaded its cargo and rushed out. The handlebar was a novice, sweating Running after the donkey, yelling and yelling, the shopkeeper shouted annoyedly: "I said Sheng'er! Slow down, let the donkey chew! Oops! You can't even be fooled by the little donkey."

An old farmer came up from behind in three or five steps, grabbed the reins of the donkey, gave him a hard meal, and the donkey cart slowed down: "The shopkeeper! Don't worry about me!"

The shopkeeper showed smile lines, patted his short brown hands with both hands and looked at Lan Xishu apologetically: "I'm so busy everywhere! The little brother came to meet and take care of me, and the room was booked by a perennial customer. Let’s go! There’s another room in the back yard that was originally reserved by a regular customer, but it just happened to be sold out, and the regular customer is easy to talk about, so I’ll make the decision, brother, do you want to live first?”

"That's so kind! Thank you, the shopkeeper, for your kindness!" Lan Xishu cupped his hands and thanked him again and again. As he walked through the courtyard, Lan Xishu's movement attracted Ge Ting to wait and see through the window. This guy had just met Zhang Bingqian, and Zhang Bingqian had finished listening. His reward ordered him to stand by at the same spot. He only said that he had a mission recently, but did not explain what he was doing specifically. He only told him that Zhang Song would contact him. He was lying in the room like a motherless child, and he heard Lan Xishu's movement, and it turned out that it was Lan Xishu and Lan Xiwen who pushed the window. The shopkeeper led them to the backyard, watching The appearance of the accommodation, as soon as Ge Ting put his heart into his stomach, he felt that this Lan Xishu was elusive, and he seemed to be planning strategies all day long. As soon as Ge Ting saw this young and handsome face, his heart felt at ease.