My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

Qian Zhixing's leg had not completely healed. There was no noticeable limp when he walked normally, but if he ran he could see that he was limping a bit, and if he exerted too much force he would feel excruciating pain.

If he goes to the front line again like this, he will surely die.

Zong Yanli obviously did not want to see such a scene, so shortly after sending Qian Zhixing to recuperate, he wrote a letter to his father and asked for a job. As soon as King Xuan left, Qian Zhixing took over the post of the city guard in Shouxi County.

Now he is also a captain. Except for occasionally hearing the distant sound of the horn, Qian Zhixing would vaguely recall his days in the army. Most of the time, he was patrolling outside the city.

"Captain Qian! There's a letter for you!" The messenger at the posthouse shouted, "It's from Changfeng County!"

"Bring it here quickly!" Qian Zhixing turned over, dismounted, and walked away quickly.

After opening the envelope and seeing the familiar handwriting on the letter paper, he silently recited the contents of the letter with some effort. Perhaps it was a little difficult to recognize, so he quickly pulled the deputy beside him and said, "Come here, read it to me, what did my general write to me?"

The deputy quickly bowed and took the letter, then read it for Qian Zhixing.

Qian Zhixing listened and his brows relaxed. His eyes gradually brightened up, and then he laughed and said, "My general's sister is getting married! The general even specifically asked me to go to the wedding. The general treats me like a brother, but I can't go to the general to serve him!"

Qian Zhixing was both happy and sad. He put the letter carefully in his arms, turned around, mounted his horse and headed towards the city.

"The general's sister is my biological sister!" Qian Zhixing sat in the room and said to the people next to him, "Xiao Wu, go and call all the brothers, let's go and send my sister off!"

"Take this money to prepare expensive gifts. Since you are sending a bride, how can we not give our sister a dowry?" Qian Zhixing said in a serious manner, and shouted to his subordinates to follow him back to Beijing.

Not long after Zong Yanli's letter was delivered, the personal soldiers of Zong Yanhongjing of Pingnan Camp also arrived. Wang Ming returned to Beijing with Qian Zhixing this time. Zong Yanhongjing was unable to go back, so Wang Ming had to go on his behalf. Along with them came a lot of dowry, which was purchased along the way and transported back to Beijing.

In the capital, the residence of the Zong Yan family.

This courtyard and mansion was not very big, but it was not small either. Zong Yanyin had sent people to the posthouse in the capital countless times: "Still no news about my father and brother?"

The servant shook his head and bowed, saying, "The general and the young master are probably too busy to come..."

Zong Yanyin's eyes immediately turned red, and she felt indescribably aggrieved and sad. Although she knew that her father and brother were out fighting the enemy and it was extremely dangerous, her father didn't even write to her now that she was about to get married. As a little girl, she couldn't help feeling aggrieved no matter how sensible she was.

"It's okay. It's the same if your mother sends you off to get married." Han consoled Zong Yanyin and said, "Your aunt is here to congratulate you. You can't cry on such a great day."

"Mother..." Zong Yanyin silently shed tears and leaned on Han's shoulder. She felt so wronged and sad that she didn't say a word in the end.

"Madam! Madam!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Here they come! The general and the eldest son's men are here!"

Zong Yanyin still had tears in her eyes. She was a little stunned when she heard the boy's call. Then her eyes lit up and she stood up and asked, "Are father and brother back? "

The servant shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, oh! Madam and Miss, please go to the front hall and take a look!"

When Zong Yanyin and Han arrived at the front hall, they saw things being moved into the mansion one after another. Wang Ming, who was directing everyone, saw Han and Zong Yanyin and hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "I greet Madam and Miss."

"Brother Wang! Where is my father!?" Zong Yanyin was very happy to see Wang Ming. She looked past him and looked back, trying to find her father.

"The general is stationed at the border and cannot leave the camp easily without the emperor's order, so he ordered his subordinates to send the dowry and congratulate the young lady on her wedding." Wang Ming bowed his head and said so.

"Oh..." Zong Yanyin was a little disappointed, but she also felt that it was reasonable. She pursed her lips and asked, "Then my brother..."

Qian Zhixing was standing at the back. Hearing this question, he quickly stepped forward and said, "General Qian Zhixing, I greet the Madam and Miss!"

Han and Zong Yanyin both nodded slightly in return, looked at Qian Zhixing with a little doubt and said, "Who is this general..."

Qian Zhixing quickly took out the letter from his arms and presented it with both hands, saying: "I am Zong Yanli, a general under General Zong Yan. The general is guarding the border and cannot return, so I am writing this letter to ask me to come and send the young lady off on his behalf."

Zong Yanyin quickly took the letter, glanced at it, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Look, I told you that your father and brother would never forget your marriage." Han was very pleased to see this scene, she turned to look at Zong Yanyin and smiled.

"Since General Qian is here on behalf of my brother, I will also call you brother." Zong Yanyin raised her eyes to look at Qian Zhixing and called him very obediently: "Ayin greets Brother Qian."

"Sister Ayin, please get up quickly." Qian Zhixing was a little nervous and at a loss. He wanted to reach out to help, but felt that this action was a bit abrupt, so he quickly retracted his hand, scratched his head with a silly smile.

Everyone smiled at this scene. Qian Zhixing turned around and pointed at the things and said, "These are gifts from the general and his brothers. I prepared them for myself, but I didn't want others to know that Sister Ayin was going to get married. Everyone knew about it."

Qian Zhixing smiled and said, "These are just some gifts from the brothers. I hope Aunt and Sister Aying won't dislike them."

Han looked at all those things with a complicated look in her eyes and said, "We are all family, why should we be so polite?"

Han knew that if the soldiers in the army had not made any achievements, the little money in his pocket would be tight. Now he had collected these items as gifts, which must have been a thoughtful thing. Although the box did not look expensive, it was new and there was red paper on it, which showed that it was carefully prepared.

"We have all followed the general all the way here. Sister Ayin is our own sister. If they were available, they would all come to ask for a glass of wedding wine!" Qian Zhixing said cheerfully.

"That's as you should. When General Qian returns, please take the wine with him." Han smiled and asked people to count and put away all the things, while asking Qian Zhixing to come in and take a seat and pour tea.

Qian Zhixing was the only one left in the family. He had a younger brother who unfortunately died of a fever. After his mother passed away, he buried her and then joined the army. He was completely in the dark about the matter of sending her off to get married!

Moreover, he himself was still a bachelor, and although he had seen the wedding ceremonies from afar, he had never experienced it in person.

Therefore, I can only ask humbly how to send the bride off tomorrow.

Han mentioned them one by one. Since Qian Zhixing came from Daizong Yanli, he was here to send the bride off as the uncle of the bride. This meant that he had to carry the bride on his back in the bridal sedan and escort her to her husband's house. This was the only way to show the importance that the bride's family attached to her.

There were only a few things to say, but Qian Zhixing was so nervous that he didn't sleep all night. In order to make Zong Yanyin look more decent, his clothes were all brand new, and the rest of his generals were all dressed very smartly.

I was thinking that when I send my daughter off to get married tomorrow, others will be able to see them at a glance, and they will all be mighty men. If they want to bully my daughter, they'd better see my fist!

The next day, the Zong Yan family mansion became much more lively with the arrival of Qian Zhixing, Wang Ming and others. Even Zong Yanli's aunt, Zhou, who was originally in seclusion in Guiyun Temple, came to congratulate.

Zhou was still wearing a nun's robe, with a light pink hat covering her head. She held a delicate box and handed it to Zong Yanyin, saying, "Auntie has nothing to give you. This jade has been placed under the Buddha's seat, and it has a bit of Buddha nature."

"Ayin is very happy today, so I will give this thing to you."

"May Ah Yin live a peaceful, healthy, happy and harmonious life."

Zhou handed the box containing the white jade to Zong Yanyin, and looked at the girl in red wedding dress through the gauze curtain. Her tone was full of sighs, which was both expectation and a look back at her life full of regrets.

Zong Yanyin wanted to hold Zhou's hand, but Zhou dodged her and said, "I am already a nun. On this auspicious day, just a few auspicious words will suffice."

Zhou felt that she was not a "clean" person. She had lived a very hard life and originally did not want to come. However, Zong Yanyin was the only daughter of Zong Yanshi and it was her first time to get married. If even she did not come to see him off, would anyone else come?

Therefore, Zhou came after all, but she wore a bamboo hat and a veil to isolate herself from the outside so as not to ruin this happy day.

"Aunt..." Zong Yanyin shook her head. She never thought there was anything wrong with her aunt.

"Go and have a good talk with your mother." Zhou took two steps back and stubbornly refused to remove the veil covering her body.

Han knew her eldest sister-in-law's temper very well. If she could listen to advice, she would not have insisted on becoming a nun.

Han came forward, took Zong Yanyin's hand and spoke to her in a gentle manner. It seemed like she could never say enough about the instructions her daughter had for getting married. Until she heard the matchmaker's urging voice from outside, saying that the auspicious time was approaching and the groom would be here soon, so she should get dressed earlier!

Han then stopped talking, turned around with tears in her eyes and asked the maid to come over to dress up Zong Yanyin, put on a colorful crown and covered her head with a red veil.

In front of the Zong Yan family's mansion, the wedding procession arrived amid the sound of gongs and drums.

Qian Zhixing would certainly not let them miss the excitement of blocking the door. He had already discussed it with Wang Ming last night, and the job of blocking the door was given to him.

Wang Ming, who was "entrusted with an important task", really tried his best to stop the groom. These rough men had barely read a few books and were not capable of composing couplets or poems. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if they couldn't stop him?

For the literary fight, Han had already arranged people and invited famous talents in the capital, so the martial arts fight was naturally left to Wang Ming.

"General Wang, General Wang..." Wei Songhe, who came to pick up the bride, was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. It was the steward of Zong Yan's family who pulled Wang Ming's sleeve and said, "General, please let go!"

"We are getting married today, not fighting off enemies!" The old butler was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. If he didn't persuade them, he thought the groom would never be able to enter the house today!

Wang Ming was stunned, then realized, yes!

This is not a city gate. Look, he was almost led astray by Qian Zhixing. If he is stopped again, the groom will want to climb over the wall.

After Wang Ming gave in, Wei Songhe was finally able to come in with his people. He bowed to Wang Ming with gratitude, handed him a red envelope of wedding money and expressed his gratitude before hurriedly going in to welcome the bride.

Zong Yanyin was helped out of her boudoir by the matchmaker, and went to the ancestral temple with Wei Songhe to burn incense, and then bid farewell to her parents. However, only Han was sitting in the hall, and a set of military armor was placed on the empty seat next to her.

Wei Songhe served the tea respectfully. Even though Zong Yanhongjing had not come in person, the tea had to be served respectfully.

"Sister, I will carry you to the sedan chair." After serving tea and about to leave the house, Qian Zhixing shook his robe and walked forward to stand in front of Zong Yanyin and said.

When Zong Yanyin was called "sister", her eyes instantly turned red. All kinds of emotions rushed to her, and she could only respond with a muffled sound choked in her throat.

Qian Zhixing turned his back and squatted in front of Zong Yanyin, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. I will carry you to the sedan chair. I hope you and your spouse will love each other on this journey. If the Wei family causes you any suffering, I will carry you back!"

When Zong Yanyin listened to Qian Zhixing's words, she felt that the man carrying her on his back was really her brother. She could no longer control her tears.

For the first time, Qian Zhixing took every step so steadily. He walked step by step to the sedan chair, and then put Zong Yanyin into the sedan chair. At this moment, he also felt that the person in front of him was his sister, so he held her hand tightly.

Like Zong Yanli, his rough, calloused, and broad palms emitted the same consistent temperature.

"Brother will follow you and protect you all the way!" Qian Zhixing said as he let go of Zong Yanyin's hand. At this moment, Zong Yanyin's nervousness and hesitation about getting married seemed to be diluted with his words.

She was no longer worried or afraid.

Her brother has always been by her side. Even if she jumped out of the bridal sedan and refused to marry, she only had to turn around and look back to see her brother standing behind her, waiting for her with open arms.

Zong Yanyin sat in the bridal sedan, crying and laughing. As the gongs and drums sounded, the sedan was lifted up. Qian Zhixing turned around and shouted to all the brothers to mount their horses. They didn't think much of it before, but now, when they saw the men riding high on the war horses, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

They were all military generals who had fought on the battlefield, riding high on their war horses. No one dared to underestimate their mighty aura.

They did nothing but follow the bride's sedan from a distance, looking at the fierce-eyed soldiers. The onlookers were amazed: "Is this the general marrying his daughter? Look at the bride's escort team, they are all very brave men!"