Fox Fairy Matchmaker: Dressed as the Silver Moon Guard Commander

next morning

Tu Shan Yunlin came to Tu Shan Shuangjian's office. Tu Shan Shuangjian took out a drawing and handed it to her and said, "Just make it like this."

Tushan Yunlin looked at the drawings in front of her and nodded in confusion. This was the first time she had seen a knife of this style.

It's normal that she hasn't seen it. After all, this was painted by Tu Shan Shuangjian based on his memory of Tang Hengdao in his previous life.

Tushan Yunlin nodded and said, "Okay, I understand, sir, but for such a big order, do I need to pay a deposit first?"

Tushan Shuangjian nodded to express his understanding, then waved his hand and a Silver Moon guard came over.

"Take the shopkeeper to the money warehouse to get some money," Tu Shan Shuangjian said, then he took a waist tag from his waist and handed it to the Silver Moon guard.

"Yes," the Silver Moon guard responded, then respectfully took the belt badge and walked out with Tu Shan Yunlin.

Tushan Yunlin was very excited along the way.

After going down several rounds of stairs, Tushan Yunlin finally arrived at the money warehouse guarded by Silver Moon.

In front of a heavy and tall door, there were several Silver Moon guards with sturdy bodies and extraordinary auras guarding them with swords. The Silver Moon guard handed over Tushan Shuangjian's waistband and said, "Master Shuangjian has an order." Come and get money”

The captain with the strongest aura among the group of Silver Moon guards guarding the money warehouse picked up his waist badge and looked at it carefully, then returned it and shouted "Make way"

Then the Silver Moon guard led Tu Shan Yunlin past the monsters and slowly inserted the waist card into the corresponding card slot on the door.

With a "boom", the door opened, and Tushan Yunlin also saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

As far as the eye can see from the inside of the gate, there are rows of iron shelves, and those shelves are all covered with rows of white silver, which look very dazzling under the candlelight.

Nangong Mansion on the other side

At this time, Nangong Wentian was pacing anxiously outside the door. The screams of women could be heard from inside, which made him extremely anxious.

Finally, with the sound of a baby crying, Nangong Wentian rushed in as if he had been untied.

As soon as he entered the door, a midwife held a baby and handed it to him and said, "She's given birth, she's given birth to a young master."

Nangong Wentian pushed the midwife away and walked straight to Wang Quanzui's bed and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Wang Quan Zui, who looked a little pale, forced a smile and said, "Of course I'm fine, you go check on the child first."

Nangong Wentian nodded and walked straight out of the room to the kitchen, where he poured the chicken soup he had stewed for Wang Quanzui into a bowl.

Then he immediately returned to the room and handed it to Wang Quanzui's mouth. At this time, Wang Quanzui had calmed down and his face gradually turned rosy.

Seeing the chicken soup brought by Nangong Wentian, he smiled happily, "You are so kind to me."

Nangong Wentian touched her head lovingly and said, "Thank you."

After two years, with Nangong Wentian's own excellent strength and the overt and covert support of the royal hegemony, Nangong Wentian has become the deputy leader of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

The next day

Wang Quanzui sat happily in the pavilion with Nangong Wentian holding his child.

Wang Quanzui fiddled with the child in his arms and asked, "What do you think would be a better name for the child?"

After hearing this, Nangong Wentian thought for a moment and said, "How about calling Nangong Zui"

"Well, he is a boy," Wang Quanzui said.

"Then let's call Nangong Wentui drunk," Nangong Wentian suggested.

"Okay, okay." Wang Quanzui was obviously very satisfied with the name and happily raised the child and said, "You can tell Nangong Wen to practice well after being drunk."

Just when the joyful atmosphere was spreading, bad news came. Wang Quan Shouzhuo died. Wang Quan, who was originally happy, put down his child drunkenly and then grabbed the collar of the servant who came to report.

"What did you say!"

The servant was trembling because of Wang Quan's drunkenness. Upon seeing this, Nangong Wentian quickly stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, comforting her and saying, "Don't be sad."

Wang Quanzui slowly calmed down in Nangong Wentian's embrace, but he was still very sad.

Then the two of them tidied up, put on white mourning clothes and rushed to Wangquan Villa.

At this time, white paper money was floating in the sky of Wangquan Villa, and white funeral flags were hung everywhere. Many heads of aristocratic families came to attend the funeral.

By the time Wang Quanzui and Nangong Wentian arrived, they had already been buried.

Wang Quan drunkenly rushed to Wang Quan Hegemony and asked eagerly, "Dad, how did he leave?"

Wang Quan Hegemony said with a sad face, "I left last night."

Wang Quan Zui nodded, and then he and Wang Quan Hegemony knelt in front of Wang Quan Shouzhuo's grave and began to cry. After a while, more and more people came, and a burst of howling ghosts and wolf howls sounded in front of Wang Quan Shouzhuo's grave.

There were a lot of people, but I don’t know how many of them really cried.

To be honest, Nangong Wentian was indifferent to the death of Wang Quan Shouzhuo. After all, he and the old man were not particularly familiar, so he was not too sad.

But it was a bit awkward for him to be expressionless alone in this crowd of people who were all crying.

Embarrassed, he used urine escape on the spot and sneaked away from the scene. Then he walked far away and sat down by a pavilion to feel the quiet moment.

"Damn, this is really not an ordinary noise." He really didn't believe it if those disciples of the family master didn't go to the mourning team to train for two days.

Some cries are scarier than being dead for three days

Suddenly he heard a burst of footsteps behind him, and he quickly straightened his posture and pretended to be sad.

"Stop pretending, I came here to escape because I couldn't cry anymore," a female voice said.

Nangong Wentian immediately recognized who it was, it was his sister-in-law Dongfang Huaizhu.

Dongfang Huaizhu was seen wearing sackcloth and mourning, but there was not much sadness on his face. After all, she was in the same situation as Nangong Wentian and couldn't cry.

Dongfang Huaizhu walked up to Nangong Wentian and sat down opposite him.

When Nangong Wentian saw this, he stopped pretending and put on his most normal indifferent expression and said, "Sister-in-law."

On the opposite side, Dongfang Huaizhu just waved to him politely.

When Nangong Wentian saw this, he didn't say anything anymore. After all, the other party showed no intention to talk at first sight, and it was a bit annoying to find something to say without him having anything to say.

The two of them were silent after that. Nangong Wentian was a little embarrassed at this time. He was most afraid of such a cold scene, especially with such a half-familiar person.

Moreover, Dongfang Huaizhu was sitting opposite him, so he had to deliberately avoid looking at him. Occasionally their eyes would collide, which would always make him extremely embarrassed.

He could only pray in his heart that Wang Quanzui should hurry up and come back after crying. But God did not follow his wishes, and the crying and mourning on Wang Quanzui's side became more and more loud.

He had no choice but to take out his pipe and light one. Even though he didn't want to smoke now, it was the only way he could relieve his embarrassment.

At the same time, Dongfang Huaizhu was also observing Nangong Wentian