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Chapter 105 Farewell
As soon as Yang Zhui returned to the Yang Mansion, he was called away by Master Yang's long-time attendant.

Inside the Yang Clan Ancestral Hall, Master Yang and Madam Yang were kneeling on a mat. When they heard footsteps, they shouted, "You beast, kneel down!"

Yang Zhui lifted his robe and knelt on the cold floor.

Master Yang's roar echoed throughout the ancestral hall, "Your mother worked tirelessly for your marriage and chose so many girls from good families, but you refused and insisted on choosing your own..."

Yang Zhui interrupted calmly, "My son doesn't think my stepmother's niece is a girl from a good family."

"The Zhang family's daughter is not good, so you chose the one yourself? No matter how many faults the Zhang family's daughter has, she has never been despised to the point of being thrown feces in the street!

"Now this news has spread throughout Lanzhou, and it will soon spread throughout the northwest and throughout Dayu!"

"To save the reputation of my Yang family, I have discussed with your mother that we will go to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's mansion to cancel the engagement early tomorrow morning!"

Yang Zhui knelt on the ground with his posture straight, "Son, I won't retreat!"

"You won't retreat?" Master Yang slapped his face. "If you don't retreat, where will our Yang family's reputation be?"

He pointed at the tablets filling the ancestral hall and said, "It's fine if you embarrass yourself, but do you want to bring shame upon all the ancestors of the Yang family?"

Yang Zhui raised his head and looked at his biological mother's tablet at the edge of the field. "I dare not bring shame to my late mother."

"Since you don't dare, then cancel the engagement!" Master Yang stood up and said, waving his sleeves. "After canceling the engagement, let your mother choose another good girl for you."

Yang Zhui looked at Master Yang and said, "My son will not retreat."

Master Yang raised his eyebrows, "Rebellious son!" He picked up the cane on the altar, "I might as well beat you to death today, so that I won't be implicated by you, a rebellious son. I will have no face to see my ancestors after I die!"

Yang Zhui sneered in his heart.

Madam Yang stopped Master Yang and said, "Master, the young master is adamant about not breaking off the engagement. He must have his reasons. Master, why don't you listen to what he has to say first? It's not too late to fight him later!"

Yang Zhui looked at Madam Yang's pretentiousness lazily, "Son has something to say to father alone."

Mrs. Yang looked aggrieved.

Master Yang was dissatisfied, "Why do you need to avoid your mother?"

"This is a matter concerning the reputation and status of the Yang family," Yang Zhui lowered his eyelids, "I'm afraid it's not convenient for Madam to hear about it."

Madam Yang raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Master Yang. Seeing that Master Yang was deep in thought, she said, "It's almost dawn. I'll go to the back hall to see if the old lady has woken up."

Master Yang looked pleased and said, "Go and serve your mother well."

Madam Yang bowed, glanced quickly at Yang Zhui, and then turned and left.

The attendant waiting outside closed the door and stood guard not far away.

In the ancestral hall, the father and son argued for a long time, and finally Master Yang was persuaded.

During breakfast, Master Yang told Madam Yang, "Go to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's mansion and discuss the wedding date with the Marquis's wife."

Madam Yang accidentally knocked over her bowl of porridge. Seeing Master Yang's unhappy expression, she quickly smiled and said, "Yes, I was so happy to hear that the eldest young master's engagement was going ahead."

Mrs. Yang looked at her son and then at her grandson, and felt extremely tired. She hurriedly ate half a bowl of porridge and went to the Buddhist temple to worship Buddha.

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, Miss Zhongyong Hou got married again.

This time, the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion kept a much lower profile, strictly abiding by the etiquette for a young lady's marriage, except that the number of guards increased by more than three times.

When the bridal sedan entered the gate of Yang Mansion, the newlyweds paid their respects to heaven and earth and were successfully sent to the bridal chamber. Even the three-day return ceremony was completed safely. Only then did King Xuan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, fall back into his stomach.

King Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was more stressful than marrying off his daughter.

On the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month, Prince Xuan and Gu Ci carried the food and clothes prepared by Princess Xuan and said goodbye to everyone in front of the palace gate.

Tang Zhao was confused, "No, you're going too?"

Gu Ci nodded.

"I do not know how?"

"You were busy running the teahouse, and I didn't find the time to talk to you."

Chunfeng was puzzled. Why did her brother-in-law's tone seem a little off?

Tang Zhao asked worriedly, "Will there be a war?"

Gu Ci: "The Turkic country is even colder than the northwest. The Turkic people should be resting and recuperating at this time and will not start a war."

Tang Zhao was worried, "What if the Turkic Khan has a brain cramp?" Gu Ci twitched his mouth, "Then let's go to war."

Tang Zhao looked as if he was going to start a war and lied to me, "Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you didn't?" He continued worriedly, "Will you go to the battlefield?"

Gu Ci nodded, "As the commander, I should lead by example."

Tang Zhao said with a sad face, "What if you die in battle?"

My mission failed.

Gu Ci had a complicated expression. Can't you just hope for something good for me?
King Xuan laughed loudly, "Don't worry, Zhao Zhao. Yuan Ye went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen and has experienced countless life and death. It's not that easy for him to die!"

Tang Zhao continued to cry, "It's not okay even if I'm injured!"

It’s not easy for me to save up life points!
Gu Ci turned his head away and didn't look at her. "It's almost time," he said, turning around and about to get on the horse.

Tang Zhao forcibly pulled the man down.

Gu Ci was helpless, "What else?"

Tang Zhao looked eagerly, "Can I go see you?"

Gu Ci was stunned. "It's a military rule that outsiders are not allowed to enter the barracks without permission."

"Then I'm outside the barracks, why don't you come out?"

"You are not allowed to leave the camp without military orders."

Tang Zhao was speechless. "Then it's okay to take a look from a distance through the fence, right?"

You have to let me know whether you are dead or injured!

Seeing the undisguised teasing looks from everyone, Gu Ci sighed, "I'll leave the court ceremony to you. If you come to Wuwei, just let him tell me."

Tang Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Gu Ci lowered his eyes to look at the hand that was tightly grasping his sleeve and said softly, "Let go."

Tang Zhao let go reluctantly.

Gu Ci jumped on his horse and rode away behind King Xuan.

The more Tang Zhao thought about it, the more worried she became. She lifted her skirt and ran after him.

Spring breeze, autumn rain, late summer and winter plum blossoms follow behind.

King Xuan turned around and said, "Zhao Zhao is following behind."

Gu Ci naturally knew this, and he slowed down his horse when he realized Tang Zhao was chasing him.

"She can't chase far."

Sure enough, after chasing for three blocks, Tang Zhao could no longer run and stopped to catch his breath. Seeing the cavalry getting farther and farther away, Tang Zhao put his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape and said, "Gu Ci, you must promise me, don't die, don't get hurt!"

I haven’t lived enough!

Gu Ci paused as he was holding the reins.

"Just wait, I will definitely come find you, just wait for me with peace of mind!"

Gu Ci turned his head and glanced at the woman in red clothes with a worried look on her face in the snow on the long street.

He threw the reins and squeezed his legs hard, and Red Ear shrank as fast as an arrow until it disappeared.

Tang Zhao stood there, breathing heavily and thinking about the possibility of moving to Wuwei.

The snow is getting heavier.

Chunfeng stepped forward and said, "Girl, let's go back. Be careful not to get your clothes soaked by the snow."

Tang Zhao glanced at the horseshoe prints now covered in snow, then turned and walked back, saying, "Be prepared at all times. Once I've organized my land and shops, we'll move to Wuwei permanently!"

Zhao Zhao: My target must be under my nose!

Author: Isn’t this domineering enough?

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