Huang Qiying has been busy with her career these years and has neglected to accompany Huang Feihong. She feels guilty and puts her hand on his shoulder to ask: "Feihong, how have you been in the past two years?"

Huang Feihong said: "Everything is fine. I'm thinking about you. Dad, Feihong has something to talk to you about." He turned to look at Fang Muye and said, "God, please arrange a quiet room for me."

"Okay." Fang Muye summoned the servants of the mansion and asked him to take Huang Qiying and his son to the study in the backyard.

I don’t know how the father and son talked. After finally coming out of the study, Huang Qiying reluctantly said to Fang Muye and others: "Let Feihong join in."

That night, in the meeting hall of the Admiral's Mansion, Fang Muye, Huang Qiying, Huang Feihong, Yu Qingfeng, Yang Tianchun, He Xiaolan, and Sun Cailiang gathered together.

"God, congratulations! After so many years, you are finally willing to get married!" Sun Cailiang said with a smile.

Huang Qiying laughed: "Yes, Shao Xing, we have long advised you to get married quickly, but you have always refused. Now I don't know which girl can make you fall in love with her?"

Huang Feihong answered on his behalf: "Dad, this is Aunt Thirteen!"

Huang Qiying was immediately shocked and said: "Thirteen?"

Yang Tianchun also said half surprised and half questioning: "Is she that little girl back then?"

He Xiaolan didn't go to Baozhilin with them back then, so she didn't know who they were talking about, so she asked aloud: "Do you all know this girl?"

Huang Qiying introduced: "We know each other naturally. Thirteen's name is Zhang Shaoyun, she is Feihong's mother's god-sister, and she ranks thirteenth. More than ten years ago, Shaoxing and Tianchun went to Baozhilin to look for me, and that's when we met her.

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Yang Tianchun chuckled and said: "Shao Xing, no wonder you don't want to get married. It turns out that you already have your heart set on something, and you are waiting for the girl to grow up."

Everyone suddenly smiled, but the way they looked at Fang Muye was a little strange.

As soon as Fang Muye saw it, he knew that they had misunderstood him, but he did not give an explanation. He asked seriously: "Brother Huang, how is the development of the Jingwu Powerhouse now?"

Seeing Fang Muye talking about business, everyone stopped joking.

Huang Qiying replied: "Now the Jingwu Powerful Congress has gathered more than 500 experts from all walks of life, including six master-level experts."

Fang Muye nodded: "If possible, Brother Huang needs to continue to strengthen his team. I have a hunch that the current situation will soon become even more chaotic."

Sun Cailiang continued: "When the situation is about to be chaotic, there must be signs. There is no distinction between black and white in the world, and evil people are in power. God, you are not in Guangzhou these days, and you still don't know. Recently, a White Lotus Sect has appeared over there at Chaotian Temple, and its leader

A man named Jiugong Zhenren, who pretends to be a ghost, gathered a large number of followers in a few days, and harassed the people by supporting the Qing Dynasty and destroying foreign countries, and many people have been harmed by him!"

Fang Muye knew about the White Lotus Sect, but he didn't expect it to come out now. He sneered: "Now that the situation is unstable, people like Xiaoxiao dare to come out to cause trouble. The land of Guangdong and Guangxi is our base camp, and we cannot continue to tolerate his monstrous talk.

To confuse the people and bring disaster to the countryside, let Zhendong lead the troops to encircle and suppress him someday."

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

Yang Tianchun added: "Once the world becomes chaotic, there will be monsters and monsters everywhere to disrupt the situation, but there will also be heroes. I was in Tianjin a few days ago, and I accidentally met two very good young people, their names are Sun Yat-sen and Lu Haodong. This

Sun Yixian was originally a Western medicine doctor. When he saw the country in danger, he gave up his career as a doctor and wanted to practice medicine for the country. Lu Haodong was his good friend. Both of them had innovative ideas and ideas, which can be said to be far-sighted."

When Fang Muye heard these two names, he knew who they were and what feats they would do in the future. After Yang Tianchun finished speaking, he said solemnly: "To be praised by Brother Yang, these two

They must be outstanding, Brother Yang, you can interact more with these two people, and there may be the possibility of cooperation in the future."

That night, everyone talked for a long time, and when they dispersed, it was already midnight.

The breeze blows away the darkness, the sun rises slowly, a new day begins, and the city of Guangzhou begins to wake up.

In the Lulu Admiral's Mansion in the center of the city, the courtyards are decorated with red colors inside and outside, and everyone's face is filled with festive smiles as they come in and out.

Yang Tianchun and Xu Guanhe were busy inside and outside, directing the servants in the mansion and numerous bids to complete each task in an orderly manner.

As the groom's official, Fang Muye became the most leisurely person.

When the sun was setting in the west, gongs and drums were noisy, and firecrackers were blasting. Fang Muye was wearing a robe with double happiness characters and a cross of red silk flowers on his shoulders. He was riding tall and tall on a horse, leading a large group of people.

They went to the Zhang family residence to welcome the bride, attracting countless people from the city to watch along the way.

The Zhang family's residence is not far from the Admiral's Mansion, and it didn't take long for everyone to arrive.

After some ceremonial procedures, Zhang Shaoyun, who was wearing a wide-sleeved double-breasted Zhai coat, a beaded phoenix crown on her head, and a red hijab, walked out slowly. Fang Muye went over and took her slender hand, and carefully helped her board the sedan chair.

After Zhang Shaoyun got on the sedan, the wedding group immediately played music and fired cannons, then got up from the sedan to announce the wedding.

People get married at dusk. At dusk, the wedding officially begins.

In the flower hall of the Admiral's Palace on the land route, cigarettes were lingering on the incense table, dragon and phoenix red candles were burning, and relatives, friends, and staff were all in their places.

Amidst the praises and praises, Fang Muye took Zhang Shaoyun's jade hand and walked to the flower hall under the gaze of everyone.

"Two surnames are united in marriage, and they make a contract together. They will have a good relationship forever, and the couple will have the same name. Look at the peach blossoms today, and it will be a good place to live in and home. It is predicted that the melons will be endless in the next year, and the children will be prosperous. I would like to make a promise to the future.

This note is for the Hongye Alliance and records the mandarin duck genealogy, this is the proof."

After the master of ceremonies sang and drank the wedding ceremony, Fang Muye and Zhang Shaoyun completed the ceremony of bowing to heaven and earth and to the high hall in front of the hall.

The wedding ceremony ended here, and everyone came forward to congratulate them.

Zhang Shaojun went to the inner room in the backyard to wait, while Fang Muye greeted everyone to the banquet with a bright red face. The entire Admiral's Mansion became extremely lively for a while.

When the moon and stars were scarce, the guests left in joy.

Fang Muye followed the ripples in the breeze and walked to the inner room of the main courtyard. Although he smelled of alcohol, he was not drunk.

Fang Muye stood in front of the door, looking at the candlelight coming from the window lattice, and seemed to see Zhang Shaoyun sitting shyly by the bed. His mood was agitated for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I am also a married man!

Fang Muye straightened his clothes, raised his hands and was about to push the door open. Suddenly, the dizziness that had lasted for fifteen years came back. Fang Muye could only curse in his heart: I'm going!

The person has lost consciousness and fell into the colorful portal that appears and disappears instantly.

The Admiral of Guangdong's land route disappeared on his wedding night, leaving aside the chaos caused by the government and the public.

Sun Cailiang, Huang Qiying, and Yang Tianchun secretly sent out a large number of troops just to find traces of Fang Muye.
Chapter completed!