Chapter 389 Their Past

The red letter of double happiness hangs high.

A newlywed couple enters the bridal chamber.

Lu Mingfei's face was reddish, and he was a good drinker, but today was a big day. Everyone who came here got a glass of wine from the champion, even ordinary people.

They probably couldn't even imagine that there would be a day when the dignified Marquis would toast them.

The betrothal gifts sent by civil servants and military generals were laid out for eight streets, and the boys sang "Nai" from dawn to dusk. Everyone had never seen such a scene before, and they just felt that the lusty champion was worthy of being a champion, with such infinite scenery, he really looked like a girl As said, today's Eri Yi is the happiest woman in the world.

The Emperor is the one with the most extensive list of gifts. This is natural. Given His Majesty’s current status, even if he only recited one feather, it would still be the most prominent gift today.

But the center of private discussion among more people is Marquis Weiwu. The true identity of the Champion Marquis is not a secret among the upper circles of the capital. Anyone who has some connection with the temple knows that the current Champ Marquis and the waiter are the Three Marquises of Weiwu. The legitimate son who separated the family years ago.

However, it took ten days for the Champion Marquis to return to the capital, and he was sent on an errand by a battalion of Beijing soldiers. He was also considered to be the powerful Marquis Wu. However, for some reason, whenever the Champion Marquis and Wei Wuhou met, they seemed to be strangers. He is not even as good as the other princes who serve as ministers in the same palace, and is more of a stranger than a stranger.

If it were acting, this would be too much.

So everyone secretly speculated, and they didn't know what kind of gift the Champion Marquis and the Weiwu Marquis would give him on this wedding.

It's okay to be strangers anymore. After all, the relationship between father and son is still there, so at least face should be taken care of.

But I really didn’t expect it.

When the champion marquis got married, Li Dan sang from early morning to dusk until the night fell into darkness. From one end to the other, everyone came, even the captain guarding the city gate came, but he was missing the mighty marquis.

At the wedding banquet, people were drinking and drinking, and everyone was smiling. They just exchanged a look occasionally, and thousands of words were said to each other in this one look.

Lords, these two mighty lords and champion lords, shouldn’t they be real?

Who knows?

"Master Marquis, Marquis Mighty..."

"Oh, you didn't come?"

The soldiers who followed Lu Mingfei down from the battlefield whispered in his ears.

After hearing the news that Marquis Weiwu had not arrived, Lu Mingfei just raised his eyebrows slightly, and the man's resolute face naturally appeared in front of his eyes. It only took a moment for Lu Mingfei to come back to his senses, without any change in his expression.

He nodded, indicating that he understood, and asked the soldiers to retreat.

Over here, Lu Mingfei continued to clink glasses with others, and his laughter spread far and wide.

After drinking so much wine, even a strong-minded person will have three points.

"Master Hou, be careful."

Scary wants to help Lu Mingfei.

He opened it with a flick of his hand.

"Need not."

Lu Mingfei looked at the starry sky and exhaled a breath filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

He froze for a moment and called out to scare people.

"Bring me some sour plum juice."

After rinsing his mouth and relieving his hangover, Lu Mingfei sat by the lotus pond for a long time, waiting for the smell of alcohol on his body to dissipate. This was the day he and Eliyi had their wedding day. How could he be so drunk?

Looking at the full moon reflected in the lotus pond, Lu Mingfei was lost in thought. He remembered the evening many, many years ago. How many years ago was it? Lu Mingfei can no longer remember clearly. Humans are animals that are good at forgetting, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

But that’s not the case when it comes to Lu Mingfei. The world only knows that the champion Hou is born with supernatural powers and is brave enough to win the three armies. But what they don’t know is that Lu Mingfei’s powers are not just that. His memory is even more extraordinary, even far beyond his imagination. Words like supernatural power and photographic memory are not enough to describe him. For example, he can even remember what his parents looked like when he opened his eyes when he was just born.

Even Lu Mingfei found this kind of thing unbelievable. He didn't know what was wrong with him. The little Lu Mingfei didn't have any pride and complacency in his heart that he was so powerful. He was just hesitant and even frightened.

Lu Mingfei likes to listen to books, and the bizarre stories told by teahouse storytellers always fascinate him.

But it was also from this storyteller that he heard something.

"If you are different from ordinary people, you are a monster."

That day, the young Marquis was in a depressed mood. He did not think about food or food for several months. One by one, the doctors entered the Weiwu Marquis Mansion like a stream of water. They tried all kinds of methods, but in the end, they could not even tell the reason. , Wei Wuhou did not show it on his face, and probably only these doctors themselves knew that they were passing through the gate of hell.

Later, Lu Mingfei slowly walked out, but he left a deep feeling in his heart, and firmly decided not to tell others about his extraordinary memory.

Maybe, I am just a monster.

Lu Mingfei thought.

He started to eat well and went out again, but he was wondering where the storyteller in the teahouse had gone. The new one was a bit younger and his stories were not as interesting as the previous one.

However, a ruler is short and an inch is long. Young storytellers cannot tell old stories, but they can tell interesting stories about today's events.

Which brothel in the capital chose an oiran, and whose son spent a lot of money on it.

The young master of this palace beat the maid to death.

The nobleman's daughter eloped with someone.

Those who listened were scratching their heads and couldn't stop.

Just thinking about it, he would have never expected that one of the people in the hall who listened to his Hu Tian boast was the legitimate son of the mighty Marquis of the dynasty.

It is an interesting anecdote for ordinary people. This is what happened around Lu Mingfei. How could he not hear that this young storyteller was talking nonsense about the nobleman's legitimate daughter eloping with someone? It's okay for this kind of thing to appear in a picture book, how could it possibly happen in reality.

However, occasionally the truth would be told by mistake. Lu Mingfei asked someone to investigate on a whim, and unexpectedly discovered that the young prince who beat his maid to death was indeed such a thing.

Ji Duhou?

A piece of news was confirmed, and Lu Mingfei also started to think about it, wondering if this storyteller had any background, or if he was like in his own story, a master who lived in seclusion here, who was tired of the life of swords and swords. So he opened a teahouse, told stories, and made a living.

But when the storyteller was wrapped in a sack and beaten one night on a dark and windy night, Lu Mingfei calmed down.

An expert will definitely not be an expert.

As for his story, Lu Mingfei also figured it out.

Probably by accident.

There are so many dirty past events hidden in the seemingly magnificent deep walls of these days. In the eyes of nobles, what is the difference between ordinary people and those pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep? Just kill them. Is it possible that the government will send them to prison for this?

What a joke.

Oh, it’s still inappropriate to say this. After all, some animals are much more valuable than human lives.

Just like what Lu Mingfei had heard, the son of a prince had a beloved emerald cat. He loved it so much that one day a slave girl disturbed the emerald cat's nap and was beaten to death.

Others just thought it was a joke, but when Lu Mingfei heard it, he felt uncomfortable all over. Within a few days, he found an excuse to beat that young man severely, and he got a full thirty army for it. Stick, but Lu Mingfei grinned with joy when he thought that the man had to lie down for half a year, while he only had to lie down for two months.

Then a military stick was added.

The storyteller is probably because he is young and doesn’t know what truth is or comes from his mouth. He doesn’t know that he can safely tell stories here every day. That’s because a young prince named Lu has spoken, otherwise the mass graves will be ruined. There is one more unknown male corpse.

But on this day, the storyteller was shocked and told a new story.

"The monster in the capital."

Everyone in the hall began to discuss in low voices, and these few words immediately caught their attention. They didn't even think about where the capital was. The emperor's feet were dignified and upright, and there were no monsters sneaking around.

They were chatting lively there, but no one noticed that the smile of a young man here was frozen.

Seeing that everyone was interested, the storyteller stroked his beard and continued talking.

"But they say that a foreign princess has come to the capital."

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei's tensed palms relaxed. When he looked at his palms, they were all covered in sweat.

Monster...?

Lu Mingfei also became interested.

He wanted to know the origin of this foreign princess who was called a monster.

As he listened, Lu Mingfei gradually pursed his lips.

The lip line is steep and sharp, like a knife that can cut through anything.

He was born with a difference and cannot speak.

There is a strange fragrance on the body, and wherever it passes, the snake will be unable to escape.

Not long after his birth, the country was severely defeated by the Zhou Dynasty. Countless soldiers died on the battlefield, and the king of the country also bowed his head to the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

So all the faults were attributed to her bad luck.

She grew up in this environment.

Lu Mingfei listened bit by bit.

A cold girl seemed to appear in front of her.

Her eyebrows were filled with loneliness.

If he hadn't tried every means to hide his differences from ordinary people, maybe what happened to his second daughter would happen again to him.

Such thoughts appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind involuntarily.

Maybe that's why.

He could empathize with this foreign princess very much.

How strange.

Although he had only heard the storyteller's story, in his eyes, it seemed as if he had known this woman for countless years.

The gavel sounded again.

It was like a thunderclap that woke Lu Mingfei out of his fugue.

He looked into the hall.

The storyteller closed his folding fan and faced the guests from all directions, one by one.

At that time, coins rained down from the sky, and there were bursts of cheers from the audience. The storyteller was smiling, bowing and saying auspicious words, until a silver coin fell in front of him, shining brightly on his cheek. Eye.

The storyteller was startled. This was just an ordinary teahouse, not a prince's home. Common people usually used copper coins, and there was no silver anywhere.

After all, those who can afford money are not ordinary people.

The storyteller was thinking secretly, and did not forget to cast his gaze in the direction where the money was thrown. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise him, what a handsome young man.

Looking at the young man's face and eyes, you know that he is definitely not a child of an ordinary family. These are eyes that have never been troubled by life. To cultivate such eyes, this young man's parents must have spent a lot of thought.

What's strange is that this young gentleman doesn't have the arrogance that noble people are used to. The sense of alienation that seems to have grown from two worlds can't be found in him.

Seeing the storyteller looking at him, Xiao Langjun smiled like this.

"Tell me one more part of this story."

"Good work."

How could the storyteller dare to accept this? He quickly handed over the money with both hands and smiled.

"Yes, yes, it's okay to say a paragraph."

This is the first time Lu Mingfei has heard of the foreign princess.

By the way, is it called Eriyi?

Lu Mingfei thought.

What a strange name.

Of course, the storyteller is just a storyteller. It is impossible for him to say anything. Lu Mingfei will believe whatever he says. Afterwards, he also sent people to inquire about the news and found that it was true. Lu Mingfei was surprised. The previous prince and son were in love. But it turns out that many dirty things can happen within the Deep Wall. As for this time, the foreign princess had just arrived in the capital as a hostage, and where did the storyteller get the news...

The doubts were quickly answered. Within half a day, Lu Mingfei heard the news about the foreign princess from everywhere. Even the servants of their Mighty Marquis Mansion were secretly talking about the foreign princess.

It turns out that the whole capital has understood.

But when Lu Mingfei heard other people talking about ominous things or disasters and the fearful expressions on their faces, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

This was the first time that Lu Mingfei got angry at the servants of the Hou Mansion.

Several maids stood in front of him tremblingly.

The young Marquis' gaze was really scary, and it made them think of the Marquis uncontrollably.

"Next time, slap the mouth."

"yes."

After a while, Lu Mingfei calmed down and felt strange in his heart. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. That foreign princess was, after all, just a stranger he had never met before.

Why was he so angry over a strange woman?

For the young Marquis, this feeling of Soviet Russia is really novel.

It seems that this girl is called Eri.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

What a weird name.

But it was weird. The more Lu Mingfei thought about Hui Liyi and the name, the more familiar he felt in his heart.

Painted pear clothes... Painted pear clothes...

He frowned.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

But it doesn’t make sense.

Lu Mingfei could even remember the scenes he saw when he was just born. He couldn't forget all the storyteller's stories. He could recite them all by heart, but how could he not even remember a girl's name with only three characters? I have forgotten my name and surname, where did I hear it?

Could it be...

An unreasonable thought broke into Lu Mingfei's mind.

Could it be in a previous life?

I had heard this name before in my previous life, Eriyi?

As soon as such an idea appeared, Lu Mingfei laughed it off.

Maybe it’s because I’ve heard too many stories from the picture book.

Lu Mingfei thought.

He can even think of past lives and so on.

How ridiculous.

He wanted to go back to his hometown, but his interest in the foreign princess was deeply rooted in Lu Mingfei's heart.

So much so that he wandered out several times after that. Wandering around, he came to the vicinity of the Outer Prince's Mansion. He thought he was already there anyway, why not pay a visit?

But every time I just glanced at it from a distance, saw a touch of red dress in my eyes, and fell into a dream.

Is it the girl in red?

Lu Mingfei thought.

It's becoming more and more familiar.