Chapter 153： repentance (one more)

Chapter 153 Repentance (One More)

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Even the cold wind in the courtyard seemed to have become a bit chilly.

Murong Yong and the two Murong sons who accompanied him to welcome the relatives were a little confused.

If the Hou Mansion was unwilling to celebrate, he could have rejected Mrs. Murong in the morning. Now that they have reached the stage of welcoming them in person, the sedan chairs are coming to the door. !

This is for revenge!

Shang Qingren frowned, and there was a hint of displeasure in those unsullied eyes.

The white horse under Murong Yong's crotch quickly paced its hooves a few times, blowing rough air from his nose and mouth, causing Mammy Li to take a step back.

Murong Yong's face was a little condensed, he tightened the reins with his right hand, and asked politely, "Why?"

"But what did the Murong family do to make your wife unhappy?"

How did Mrs. Li know that slaves and maids were not allowed to worship ancestors in the Hou Mansion. She only went in for the sake of spreading the word. She only heard what Mrs. Tai said that the Murong family was too far ahead, and she did not take Hou Mansion seriously.

She didn't know what was going on in each middle, and she didn't dare to guess.

Mama Li squeezed out a polite smile and said bravely, "This is what Mrs. Tai meant."

"Second Master Murong, please come back."

After    these words fell, Li Ma turned around and left, and couldn't wait to rush back to Cihetang to resume her life, feeling quite a bit like she was running away.

The concierge was also a big head, and politely extended his hand to this Murong Yong to make a request.

The atmosphere around    was colder and stiffer.

The matter of "Chongxi" was originally because the Murong family wanted others, and it was his family who was in a disadvantaged position, but at this point, the Houfu had withdrawn from the relatives on the spot without any reason, and it was simply slapping the man in the face!

As the saying goes, killing is no more than a nod to the head, and there is nothing more shameful than this.

Since the Hou Mansion does not leave room for things, then you don't have to be polite, you always have to ask for an explanation.

Murong Yong's face sank, his expression cold and stern, he leaped down from the horse, strode towards the door of the ceremony, and left a sentence: "I want to see Mrs. Gu Tai!"

How could the concierge sit and watch him rush into the Hou's mansion like this, and hurriedly shouted: "Eldest aunt... Second Young Master Murong stay!"

Several guards from Hou Mansion hurried forward to stop Murong Yong.

But Murong Yong is not alone, and the people who came to welcome the relatives from the Murong family naturally couldn't swallow this breath, and rushed in with him.

One side wanted to stop, while the other wanted to push hard. The two sides confronted each other, and the swords were drawn.

The hustle and bustle at the outer ceremony gate is getting more and more noisy, and only the Shangqingzhen faction stands indifferently near the gate, his clothes are fluttering, and he has an attitude of staying out of the way.

The servants of the Hou Mansion didn't know what to do, so they went to the housekeeper of Zhou Da and asked if they should go to the Lord Hou.

Zhou Da's housekeeper was also at a loss, so he could only send more guards and servants to the outer ceremony gate.

Although the servants of   hou's house had armed with weapons and sticks, they were still restrained and did not dare to make heavy hand on the Murong family.

The    ceremony gate was in chaos.

In this regard, Mrs. Gu Tai pretended to be deaf and dumb, and she did not even bring Gu Jian and Mrs. Hou's Mrs. Wang to come forward.

After all, the third wife is a widow, and it is not convenient for her to show her face.

Finally, Zhou Lijia, the daughter-in-law of Zhou Da's housekeeper, personally went to the main courtyard to ask for instructions from Lord Hou and Mrs. Hou.

However, Zhou Li's family couldn't even enter the gate of the main courtyard, and was stopped by the maid.

"Since the eldest girl doesn't want to marry, she can handle it herself." Mrs. Hou said with a sneer, "Master Hou, don't worry about it."

The Wang family has already made up her mind, and she will never show up. As for how to discuss with the Murong family about withdrawing from the relatives, let the third room and the long room handle it themselves.

What a shame and lost home today!

Thinking, various emotions flashed across Wang's face.

Gu Jian answered absentmindedly.

The maid who came to report the words withdrew with a low brow and pleasing to the eye, walking silently.

Mrs Wang picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea, still feeling restless, so she waved away the other servants in the room.

"Master Hou," Mrs Wang grabbed Gu Jian's sleeve, stared at him tightly, and asked, "What's wrong with mother today?"

"How do I know." Gu Jian said impatiently, his right shoulder was still throbbing until now, which made him really unable to calm down.

Growing up, he had never seen his mother like this.

Gu Jian rubbed one side of the temple with her left hand, her temple throbbed suddenly, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Then what is a stand-in?" Wang asked again in a low voice.

The word "substitute" is wrong, and what is wrong with it, and from Gu Yanfei's words, it seems that this matter also involves the technique of "borrowing luck".

"You ask me, who shall I ask." Gu Jian became even more impatient, frowning deeply.

The couple looked at each other face-to-face, and when I recalled the scenes that happened in the ancestral hall, I always felt a little panic.

"Squeak!"

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew open the window, so shocked that Mrs. Wang almost jumped up, her expression uncertain.

The wind was so strong today that the trees in the courtyard seemed to be broken by the waist, and Zhou Li's family, who was waiting outside, was blushing from the cold.

Zhou Li's family couldn't wait for an answer, and he didn't dare to let anyone rush Mrs. Hou again, so he was circling outside in a hurry.

"Aunt Zhou," an old woman came running out of breath, out of breath, and said intermittently, "Second Master Murong has already... entered the ceremonial gate..."

Before the old lady's voice could be heard, the maid from the main courtyard also arrived and truthfully relayed Wang's words.

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, the anger in Zhou Li's family's heart "swelled" to the top of his head, and he said to the old woman with a bit of anger: "You heard it too, if you have anything, go to the Jiahui Academy and report to the eldest girl. "

The old woman had a head as big as a bucket and was overwhelmed, so she could only turn and run to Jiahuiyuan.

Not only this woman is overwhelmed, but the other servants are also overwhelmed.

Murong Yong had already passed through the outer ceremony gate and entered the inner ceremony gate with a grim expression and sharp eyes.

He took off the groom's hat, and tore off the red hydrangea on the red groom's robe, and his body became much lighter.

Fighting people is also a lot more convenient and neat.

He slammed out his right leg and kicked one of the guards flying, and then shot a fist in the lower abdomen of one of the servants. make a group.

followed, and without looking at it, he removed the right arm of the other guard, and the other guard screamed like a slaughtering pig into the sky.

Murong Yong's every action is very rough, not sloppy, with a bit of catharsis, like a broken bamboo.

Murong Yong has never received such a cold reception in his life.

In his opinion, if the Gu family is unwilling to be happy, he can say it directly, there is no need to slap their Murong family's face like this.

He had to ask the Gu family to explain to the Murong family today.

Murong Yong led people all the way forward like this, aggressively, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, stabbing forward with murderous aura.

He is a martial artist, he has killed enemies, slain bandits, and has had countless lives on his hands. No matter his skill or momentum, he is far from the Gu family's guards. They can't stop him at all.

The guards who were lying on the ground in various places, mourning, falling to the ground, crashing and other sounds came one after another, and some of the surrounding flowers and trees were knocked down like a typhoon passing through.

Where Murong Yong passed, it was a mess.

Shang Qingzhen silently followed behind Murong Yong, maintaining a distance of five or six paces.

bypassing a towering stone wall, Murong Yong saw a blue figure standing in the cold winter in front of the main hall.

The winter sun cast a golden halo on the slender youth.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was stern, and his eyebrows were a bit rebellious, and he called Murong Yong by his name angrily: "Murong Yong, we have said that our family disagrees with this marriage, so don't bother. "

"Immediately, get out!"

The last five words, Gu Yuan spoke loudly, the whole person was like a red tassel spear, and the cold air overflowed, flashing the air of killing.

The cold wind blew Gu Yuan's robe, making a hunting sound.

Gu Yuan's appearance made the guards of the Hou Mansion amnesty Rumeng, looking at him as if looking up at the savior, the heart that was beaten by Murong Yong finally had the backbone.

Everyone in the Hou Mansion was overjoyed, but Murong Yong was completely irritated by Gu Yuan's contemptuous attitude.

"The Gu family is trying to get revenge?" Murong Yong's eyes lit up with fiery flames, and he asked coldly, his voice colder than the icy cold wind.

"You and I have a marriage certificate long ago, and your Gu family also accepted the betrothal gift. Is this trying to deceive the marriage?!"

His words were sonorous and powerful, and were not blown away by the cold wind at all, and were clearly transmitted to Gu Yuan's ears.

Murong Yong felt that his attitude was already very good, but it was really the Gu family who deceived people too much, and they used their Murong family as monkeys!

Gu Yuan looked at Murong Yong calmly, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.

"Clap!"

Gu Yuan casually raised his hand and gave him two high fives.

Wutong immediately understood, and ordered a few rough messengers to carry the heavy red lacquered wooden boxes over, and threw them on the open space between Gu Yuan and Murong Yong.

The dowry box slammed into the bluestone brick floor and made a "bang bang" sound.

The    was louder than before, and some boxes even fell to the ground, and even the lid of the box was smashed, and the jewelry and utensils inside fell out.

The sound of the crash was no different than a slap in the face of Murong Yong several times in a row.

Murong Yong's face was slightly gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he was angry.

The cold wind is like a knife, the chill is piercing to the bone.

Everyone's cuffs and robes flew with the cold wind, and even the breath they exhaled was white.

Murong Yong had a stern face, but Gu Yuan still sneered casually, moving his knuckles easily, clucking.

"Why, we want to fight, come here." Gu Yuan hooked his index finger at Murong Yong provocatively, "Who is afraid of who!"

"You have to fight early, otherwise, your house has to keep filial piety, and you won't be able to fight for the next three years."

Gu Yuan's words were stern and did not hide the provocation in his words.

(end of this chapter)