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Jiangzhou is the territory of the Xie family, and their ears and eyes are better than those of the Yuwen clan. The people who came to greet Fu Minghua and Yan Zhui this time were the second and third masters of the Xie family, whom Fu Minghua had already met.
Except for the third master Xie Lizhen, Fu Minghua and Yan Zhui, who have met before, the second master Xie Liheng rarely leaves Jiangzhou.
He looks different from Xie Lizhen, who is dashing, well-dressed, and like a jade master. Xie Liheng's appearance is unique to the Xie family, and his expression is also quite indifferent.
Xie Lizhen wore a brocade robe with narrow sleeves and a round collar, and a green bun on her head, while Xie Liheng wore a dark coat with wide sleeves and a narrow top and narrow bottom. She was fluttering as she walked around, and her hair was not tied up completely, but she had a somewhat romantic attitude.
"It is said that this Second Master Xie is not familiar with public affairs, so he has no choice but to sing wine and have fun."
Yan Zhui had a smile on his face, looking at the people of the Xie Mansion and the Yuwen clan, but his body was slightly tilted towards the direction of the carriage, and he whispered this sentence with a smile.
Fu Minghua lowered his head and pursed his lips while sitting in the carriage.
She had already woken up from the drunkenness, it was just some water and wine, but she really couldn't hold the alcohol, so she fainted for a long time.
She has also heard the rumors about Mr. Xie.
The best thing about Xie Liheng is to explore the rivers and mountains of Jiangzhou. He has a strange kind of enthusiasm for Jiangzhou, which fully displays the arrogance of the Xie family in his bones.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? That?Yan Zhui?sat on a high horseback, not even intending to dismount, just lazily calling everyone to get up.
The Yuwen clan who came this time did not dare to take care of the family like the Xie family. Yuwen clan leader Yu Wenyi, who only heard his name but rarely saw his person, also came.
Jiangling at the end of February carries a dank chill. If the wind in Luoyang is like a cold steel knife, the spring breeze in Jiangling is like a thin needle, causing pain on people's faces.
It was raining lightly outside, but the official road was paved cleanly.
A servant held an umbrella for them, but Yu Wenyi was still sweating heavily on his face and forehead.
He is really afraid of the royal bloodline who is now sitting on the throne of the emperor.
This is the legacy left behind when Chen Taizu vowed to kill all the Yuwen family before he could give up. Even after so many years, all the foundations left by Chen Taizu were handed over to others, and the family name was changed to Yan, but the Yuwen family People are still afraid.
??Especially after becoming stable, we are even more worried about the disaster that nearly wiped out the entire clan.
He seemed a little restrained, which made him more and more show off the cool and handsome appearance of Mr. Xie, and the aloof appearance of Mr. Xie.
"Your Highness has come all the way, but is it hard?"
Everyone stepped forward to salute one by one. Although it was raining, they all knelt down.
Yan Zhui didn't wake up for a long time.
Xie Lizhen couldn't help but start to think in her heart. Could it be that His Highness the Third Prince is minding that his father didn't come?
He quietly raised his head, only to find that Yan Zhui was smiling, lowering his head, and seemed to be talking to the people in the carriage. He seemed to be in a happy mood and didn't notice the person kneeling in front of him at all.
Xie Lizhen was stunned for a moment, then she squinted her eyes, pursed her lips and lowered her head quietly.
"Get up." Yan Zhui called a few people to get up, and Yu Wenyi got up with the help of his entourage.
The people from the Xie family were leading the way, and the horses they rode were tied to the inn not far ahead.
Having reached this point, naturally the group of people would not rest in the inn.
Xie Liheng and Xie Lizhen each got on a horse, and Yu Wenyi also got on a pony, and they headed towards Xie's Mansion.
Along the way, Xie Lizhen explained to Yan Zhui in a low voice the reason why the head of the Xie family could not come today. The weather was cold. "Grandma's legs and feet got gout. My father heard that in the southern suburbs of the city, there was a family named Tian. The hunter was very good." I have a tiger skin, so I want to ask him for it. I can offer the tiger skin to His Highness, and by the way, I can also buy some pieces of fine leather to sew mattresses and blankets for my grandmother."
He not only expressed his loyalty, but also explained the reasons for Xie Yingrong's future. Yan Zhui nodded with a smile, showing no emotion or anger.
Several people were walking in front, with the carriage following behind. Fu Minghua looked through the window and saw the group of people in front of him who were suffering from the rain, but did not dare to speak because of Yan Zhui. He couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Every plant and tree in Jiangzhou reflects the delicate beauty of the Jiangnan water town.
Every green stone brick on the street seems to exude the atmosphere of inheritance and looks elegant and extraordinary.
The undulating corridors and bridges everywhere are as beautiful as being in a painting. Under the drizzle, they show a delicate and graceful beauty.
The road has been cleared and there are no pedestrians or people on the road.The salesman who carried the bag was clean and a little deserted, but Fu Minghua could feel that there were people staring behind many cracks in the door.
After returning to her hometown, Mother Jiang was obviously a little excited. She pointed to the pavilions and water pavilions passing by to show Fu Minghua, while talking about these allusions.
Fu Minghua also listened with great interest, as if he did not reject the beautiful scenery of Jiangzhou because of Xie.
Mother Jiang whispered: "This time, the master has arranged things properly."
Xie Yingrong of the Xie family has not yet entered an official position. Even though everyone knows that his status is not lower than that of a prefect or prefect, they cannot call him lord, but instead address him as master.
Aunt Jiang comes from the Xie family, so it¡¯s not that she still has unresolved feelings for the Xie family, but this title was just spoken subconsciously.
But she was full of admiration, but Fu Minghua didn't take it seriously.
The Xie family thought that the arrangements were thorough and proper, but in Yan Zhui's eyes, all they saw was that the Xie family was covering the sky in Jiangzhou with only one hand.
After crossing the winding streets and entering the Upper East Side, the number of people gradually became less and less.
The whole area is centered on Jiangzhou City, with the south of the city as a beam, and across to the east of the city. It covers an extremely large area. I am afraid that the size of the main residence of the Xie family is only below the Luoyang Palace.
The wall is over ten feet high, and the doorway is also impressive.
The stone lion placed in front of the door can be seen to have been aged for several years. It should be made by a famous artist and is very beautiful.
The carriage entered the courtyard and entered the center of the courtyard. The Xie family members were already waiting outside the main hall.
After entering Jiangnan, I realized how rich the Tang Dynasty was.
¡°After entering Xie¡¯s house, I realized that this place seems to be the aura of Jiangzhou integrated into one.
The wood used for the carved beams and painted columns that you can see is extremely precious rosewood.
The stone path washed by rainwater reveals a simple and solemn color.
Mrs. Zhao Guo was supported by Mrs. Zhu and slowly knelt down toward Yan Zhui.
This time we are meeting the prince, so the etiquette must be stricter.
Mrs. Zhao Guotai wore a heavy Zhai suit, and her gray hair was neatly combed.
Although she is over seventy years old, Mrs. Zhao Guotai does not look old. He looks like he is in his fifties or sixties.
After everyone bowed and sat down one by one, Fu Minghua sat aside calmly.
There were lights in the room, illuminating the elegant Xie family's main house very brightly.
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