Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 142: When you meet a good person, you start a family first; when you meet a noble person, you start a career first; when you meet a noble person, you first start a career.

In folk marriages, the father-in-law usually does not ask for a lot of betrothal gifts, but he definitely warns his son-in-law to treat his daughter well. However, Wanyan Yan's mother has been a prisoner for two years, and her temper has been tempered a lot. She was not respectful at all when Liu Ling hooked her up. , he just smiled at Liu Ling, his face full of kindness.

"I heard that the wise son-in-law is going to open a horse racing market and a farming business with Dajin?"

"Correct."

"I do have some connections. Please help my virtuous son-in-law to go out and clear the air." Wanyan's mother paused, pointed at the saber on Liu Ling's waist and said with a smile: "My virtuous son-in-law, you must be short of iron. There are so many soldiers in the army. How many soldiers are there?" An iron mine should not be enough to cover expenses.

In the horse market, the market, and things that Wanyan Zongwang can't handle, if I help you, you can save a few years of detours. "

Liu Ling took a step back, bowed, and said in a deep voice: "Please father-in-law, please stay here for a little while. My son-in-law will go pick up Quan'er right away."

Wanyan Yanmu nodded slightly.

Princess Wan Yanquan of Liang Kingdom raised her hand to cover the sun, looked into the distance, and vaguely caught a glimpse of a team. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is the person who came to pick up the bride the consort?"

"Your Highness."

In the team next to her, a little palace maid in a white robe trotted up to catch up, her face flushed red by the wind, still holding a handkerchief.

"Your Highness, please go back quickly. This is not etiquette."

"How can I, Dajin, win the world by courtesy?" Wanyanquan rode his horse forward slowly, and suddenly bent down and pulled the little palace maid onto the horse and hugged her amidst her exclamations.

"Is it cold?"

"Your Highness," the little palace maid rubbed her face, lowered her head hurriedly, and whispered: "People in the country say that Marshal Liu is a murderer and lives by eating the blood of boys and girls. He also said that he likes to eat The heart of the bride, Your Highness”

"Ah,"

Wanyan Quanman put his chin on the head of the little palace maid and said softly: "The Liao people have always described our generals as ghost-like characters, but now, our country regards him, a Liao person, as a ghost."

The little palace maid sat in her arms and asked timidly: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Wan Yanquan said this, but after all, it was her first time to be married off, so her mood was still very complicated. She saw that the army in the distance had come to a complete stop. The black-armored cavalry were all wearing face shields, and they were approaching with a chilling aura.

Her gaze seemed to pass through the crowd and was fixed on the face of the man who took off his mask.

The Jin Kingdom, which started from a bitter cold land, has not experienced much cultural influence, and the domestic dignitaries are still slowly digesting the culture of the Liao Kingdom. In addition, at the beginning of the founding of the Jin Dynasty, the ruling class deliberately promoted various myths to prove that their victory in the country was in compliance with God's will.

As a rising hero in the south, Liu Ling, coupled with the recent defeat of Wanyan Loushi, his entire Jurchen army was completely defeated.

The number of Jurchens was not large to begin with. After that great defeat, many powerful people in Jin Dynasty began to mourn.

Father, son and brothers all died in Ningyuanpo. In addition to arousing the hatred of the Jin people, it also made many people start to fear. Wanyanquan had lived in the capital before, so he naturally knew a lot of rumors and legends like this.

but.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

She didn't look away until the army in front of her separated and the man rode out.

"This is my man."

The sound of hoofbeats gradually approached, and the two white horses looked at each other. Under Wanyanquan was a mare. When she saw the oncoming white horse, her nose suddenly twitched, and she carried her owner over without hesitation, and greeted her affectionately. The white horse rubbing against Liu Ling.

At this time, the unhurried male voiceover from the animal world should sound: April is here, spring is here, and the mating season of animals is also here.

When the latter faced the mare who came to the door, not only was he not happy, but he took a step back indifferently.

Liu Ling looked at Wan Yanquan who was holding the little palace maid in his arms. He was silent for a moment and asked, "Your Highness?"

"Consort?" "Yes."

Her eyes are big, her skin is a little rough, and she looks pretty fair overall. Although her appearance is not as enchanting as Yelu Yuliyan's, and her temperament is not as good as that of a woman like Cao who knows pain and warmth, her brows are full of heroic spirit. , does not have the weak temperament of ordinary women, like the little mare under her seat, full of wildness.

Furthermore, although she was wrapped in thick clothes, it could be seen that she must have a pretty good figure.

She boldly stared at Liu Ling for a while. Although she had always been carefree, she was speechless at this time. She unexpectedly said, "The consort's horse is so white."

The little palace maid couldn't help but cover her face.

Liu Ling nodded slightly: "It is indeed very white."

Wanyan Yanmu still has a lot of use, so it is necessary to make his daughter happy here now.

However, Liu Ling has always led troops in the army and rarely gets along with women. When talking, he is also habitually straightforward.

He didn't bother to care about the etiquette of marriage, and he didn't ask who the girl in Wanyanquan's arms was. He just motioned for her to ride on his horse and follow him.

Wanyanquan didn't pay attention to the escorting procession behind her. When she saw Liu Ling turning around, she immediately followed him, trying to find a topic: "My consort, this horse is a good horse from the north, and that horse is from the north." Yanma, you can match it."

"Well, it is indeed a gelding."

They rode their horses forward for a few steps. The little palace maid huddled in Wanyanquan's arms and whispered in Jurchen dialect: "The prince-in-law is so majestic."

The two women, one large and one small, knew that Liu Ling was a Han from the Yan region of Liao State, and thought that he did not understand the Jurchen dialect, so they talked for a few words with confidence.

Wan Yanquan whispered: "The prince-in-law came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. It is no small matter. When we get there, you should warn the people accompanying him again and tell them not to put on airs and not to shame themselves. We are here to be concubines." Yeah, don’t talk about pomp.”

"I know it."

"Also. You are a dowry. If you like him, then..."

"Your Highness!"

The two women spoke unscrupulously in Jurchen dialect. Liu Ling turned to look at her, and Wan Yanquan immediately showed an innocent smile.

Three people and two cavalry entered the Zhenyuan Army's team, but the Jin people sending off their relatives were separated behind them. The leader of the envoy from the Kingdom of Jin looked depressed, but since his princess chased her on horseback, he couldn't do anything about it.

Forget it, just muddle along.

After welcoming the bride, a special propaganda team from the Zhenyuan Army followed. At this time, they began to beat and beat, and they were celebrating all the way.

Back outside Yunzhou City, Wanyan Yan Mu and Cai Jing rode to greet them, followed by a large group of soldiers and accompanying officials. Wanyanquan saw her father. The father and daughter had not seen each other for several years. Thinking of her father's suffering in prison, she felt sour in her heart.

As if aware of Wanyanquan's nervousness, Liu Ling reached out and rubbed her head, and said in Jurchen dialect: "You will not be wronged if you marry into my family. Although I say she is a concubine to the outside world, all my family members belong to my wife." identity.

Once you get married, your father can go back. "

Wanyanquan nodded subconsciously and was about to smile gratefully, but soon, the smile disappeared from her face.

Can the consort speak Jurchen?

Wanyan's mother came over and looked at her daughter with a complicated expression. He knew in his heart that because of his two years of imprisonment, he had lost most of his power. It was hard to say what would happen to him when he returned.

But it was because of him that his daughter had to marry Liu Ling. As a father, he had to earn a dowry for her.

(End of this chapter)