There is a saying that women do not visit the grave, and men usually go to worship ancestors, and women stay at home, so Mao Jue has no exception.

"Carry your things well, after going to the grave in the morning, we will leave at noon, go back to Zhoushan first, and then back to the north!"

While tied the collar tightly and tidied up the appearance in front of the mirror, Mao Jue casually reminded him that the plain clothes, who were furious at the other end, also responded sweetly.

"Don't worry, Master!"

The two of them actually have a lot of luggage. Suyi looks fresh in everything. Mao Jue is actually very generous. Before traveling through time, he didn't make much money, but he spent a lot of money. Basically, he is less than a month's Guang clan. Fortunately, his money is enough now. He brought it to Mao Wenlong, Wen Meng, Zhang, Wen Bo, and they bought a lot of things in a mess.

This second-rank general was a matter of being a good face to the Mao family in Taiping Town. Last time, Mao Wenlong's father Mao Wei died and was buried. Several families were reluctant to take the chickens and ducks for sacrifices. This time, in order to get a relationship with Mao Jue, these guys had spent a lot of money, including two pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese. If the cattle were not allowed to kill the cattle, they would have to come. The valuable golden book, tree and golden flowers were prepared like a hill. More than a dozen strong men in this clan were carrying them, and the old people in each clan were also dressed brightly.

Because it was going to worship ancestors, the swords and swords were unlucky, Mao Jue's twenty personal soldiers also put the flintlock rifle into the gun bag specially made before coming, hung it directly on the side of the saddle, and rode the horse and followed behind.

But before he could go out, three fast horses rushed over from the direction of Hangzhou City and stopped the team to worship ancestors. The leader in front was a middle-aged man wearing a green family servant's clothes and a small round hat. After jumping off the horse on the side of the road, he rushed straight to Mao Jue.

"Have you met Mr. Sun!"

Seeing the man bowing hard, Mao Jue was really confused and stunned, and then asked in surprise.

"Who are you?"

"Young Master Sun, the youngest is Shen An, who is guarding the Shen Mansion! You came to the door that day and it was the youngest who informed me!"

Mao Jue's mouth twitched subconsciously. He ignored him for so many days. He was leaving at the end of the term and came to the door. There was no good thing to be guaranteed! Sure enough, before Mao Jue continued to ask, the door was already excited and slut out in a series of bald sluts.

"Today, my master told Master Chen to bring Miss Chen to meet Master Sun. It was at the bottom of Hangzhou Mountain. My master told Master Sun to ask Master Sun to go straight to Qiantang River after sacrifice to his ancestors. Miss Chen is waiting for you there!"

"By the way, the master also asks you to be more elegant. Don't look like a warrior. You can recite these words and sentences, talk to Miss Chen later, and what Lord Chen asks, so please pick some answers that suit the situation from above!"

Good guy, Mao Jue thought he had avoided it, so he forced him to come to the door again. He was worthy of being his uncle, and even wrote love poems for himself, which made Mao Jue unable to even refuse. After a few words, he clasped his fists helplessly.

"Shen An, I'm going to worship my ancestors, and I'll go on a blind date when I go down the mountain, right?"

"Master Sun, this is also a joy. Besides, Master Sun is busy with military affairs, so the sooner the marriage is, the better. I have adopted these etiquettes and my master has already done it for you. Today, as long as you coax Lord Chen and Miss Chen, it will be auspicious in three days. Shen Mansion will prepare on the spot and will handle the marriage of Master Sun!"

How could this feel like a match? It's time to get married. Mao Jue really feels bitter, but he really dares not refuse to agree. Chen Guangzuo is in Mao Wenlong's place, and he is even the same as his father. After all, Mao Wenlong was raised by him. He dared to give up Chen Guangzuo's face. Mao Jue has no doubt at all. If Mao Wenlong doesn't beat him out, he will be considered to have been clean!

In desperation, Mao Jue nodded sadly, reached out to take over Shen's love poems and responded with a bitter face.

"My master knows!"

Yes! I can't leave today, and I still have to have a headache. Why do I tell Su Yi when I go back? Mao Jue was absent-minded in this ceremony of ancestor worship. Fortunately, there are not many places that need him. I go to the grave to pull weeds, clean up, place sacrifices, and all kinds of miscellaneous work. The Mao family has done it for them. The burning paper is specially ignited. Mao Jue just needs to shout and kowtow.

Knocking one in the east and one in the west is also a tough thing to do, but the trouble Mr. Shen has caused is not without benefits. The memorial service was completed at noon, and Mao Qingyuan and others wanted to arrange a banquet, but Mao Jue took advantage of this matter to save the silence of these foolish guys.

After getting off the mountain at about twelve o'clock, Mao Jue had to walk south with his tossing and slutty personal soldiers. This place was far enough from Qiantang River and needed to walk in the direction of Hangzhou, more than twenty miles away, all the way to Linfu Mountain.

Not to mention, I was really tired when watching the excitement, and I didn’t feel tired. The people in the eighth room of Mao family also hung far behind and walked for another half an hour. It was only after one or two o’clock in the afternoon that I got to the place.

"Mr. Jiang, it must be here!"

Mao Jue was having a blind date, but his personal soldiers around him were so happy. A personal soldiers named Chen were already excited to reach out and shout.

It was considered as though he had raised his head from the love poems given by Chen Guangzuo, and glanced at him with a depressed look, as if he was married to his wife, Mao Jue raised his head weakly, trying to look ahead.

Don’t say, this place is beautiful enough, no wonder it was chosen by everyone as a place to celebrate spring. On the one hand, next to Fushan Mountain, there is a tributary of Qiantang River flowing in the middle. On the side of the dock pavilion on the north bank of the river, there is a large forest of dense peach trees. In the past April, the peach blossoms here are already blooming in full bloom. With the wind blowing in the river, the brilliant fallen flowers are as romantic and elegant as snow, which makes people fascinated.

Next to the dock in Taolin, a carriage had already been parked there, and several maids and servants were placing wine and fruits on the ground, and there were several small boats tied to the riverside.

This place is not annoying to date, and I feel much happier. I am more than ten meters in front of the dock, and I jumped off the horse with the soldiers. Mao Jue also sorted out his clothes. As the dozen or so guards laughed, he shook his head and led the two soldiers' legs, and walked in with aura.

The servants on both sides should have been ready. They approached Mao Jue and arrived in front of the carriage. Looking at the tightly covered curtains, they put the collection of poems given by Chen Guangzuo behind their butts, and Mao Jue became very literate and sucked.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, the peach Blossom Temple is wrapped in peach Blossom Fairy. The sky is full of red snow, looking for the side of the Huaxian River! The young student Mao Jue from Dongjiang, pays homage to the Miss Chen family!"

Not to mention, the Chen family's voice is quite nice, different from the crisp and pleasant sound of plain clothes, and is similar to the soft Wu language like Qin Niang, which makes people feel comfortable and gentle.

"The general is elegant, the little woman admires it, admires it. I personally ask the general to speak on the car! Let's talk about the poem with wine!"

"I'm disrespectful!"

Mao Jue was used to climbing in Luo Ning's carriage, so he didn't take it seriously. Mao Jue casually climbed up the shaft and reached out to lift the curtain. But at this moment, he had fought on the battlefield, and the unique alertness made him feel even standing up in an instant. The moment before reaching out to touch the curtain, Mao Jue almost subconsciously skipped half of his body. Then, a Longquan sword slid over his shoulders with a buzzing sound of the sword.

But this was just the beginning. With a few buzzing sounds, Mao Jue fell from the shaft of the car screaming. Two crossbow arrows were pierced on his left shoulder and one was inserted into his stomach. A stream of blood immediately poured out, dyeing a large piece of red.

"Master General!"

The smile was still frozen on his face. The two personal soldiers stepped forward in disbelief and suddenly helped Mao Jue up. One of them turned around and shouted loudly.

"Protect General!"

The incident happened too suddenly. The personal soldiers who looked at the horse did not react for a while. The sharp sound of breaking through the air had already come from the forest. More than a dozen crossbow arrows stabbed over and shot several personal soldiers outside to the ground. The colorful peach blossoms were dyed red in blood. The remaining personal soldiers with anger pulled out the flintlock rifle with war horses as cover. At the same time, in the peach forest, more than one or two hundred thugs held high swords and shouted to kill them from the inside.

"Kill the eunuch party! Kill!"

The guards outside could not count on him. The two personal soldiers dragged Mao Jue and fled to the dock. The servants in front of them were also exposed and pulled out their swords. But a bayonet was like poisonous fangs in the hands of the personal soldiers of Shen. Three people were stabbed to the ground one after another by him, carrying Mao Jue, while the other personal soldiers of Li stepped onto the boat anxiously.

In this era of ritual collapse and music, there was also loyalty and righteousness. He suddenly untied the rope of the ship, put it on the boat, kicked the small sampan out, and turned around to pick up a single sword. Shen's personal soldiers roared like a tiger, and chopped over to more than a dozen thugs who were raising their swords.

On the carriage, the curtains were also lifted open, hugging a charming and beautiful woman. Wu Qing was the first to jump out of the car. Luo Zhen was following him with a crossbow. In addition, there were several scholars. Looking at the sampan that had been paddled out more than ten meters in this kung fu, Wu Qing shouted in anger.

"Cum! Don't let that warrior run away!"

Holding a crossbow, several scholars threw the arrows out without any mercy. With a sniffle, the back of the personal soldiers surnamed Li who were holding the boat was instantly pierced with crossbow arrows. After spitting blood, he pushed off the boat twice. He shook back and fell into the turbulent river water. A large piece of red suddenly appeared in the water.

I don’t know where Wu Qing got the military crossbows. This thing has a very lethality, but the arrow is obviously slower. When I got the crossbow arrow for the third time, the ship had already rushed out dozens of meters of colorful arrows. All the colorful arrows fell behind the ship. Luo Zhen was looking at him with an angry hammer.

"Let the eunuchsmen run away!"

"He was killed by two arrows and the bleeding caused him to die. Let him feed the fish!"

Hugging the beautiful Qinhuai color, Wu Qing didn't care at all. She laughed and waved her sleeves and bowed to the scholars in circles.

"Everyone, we can be happy to eliminate one of the harms in the world! Haha!"
Chapter completed!