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Zhang Zi'an was speechless by Zhuang Xiaodie's rhetorical question.

Does the sending party have anything to do with him?

He was born in Binhai City, but how “ancestor” this ancestral family is. He really does n’t know. His family is not a very old-fashioned and traditional family. He does n’t care about genealogy and does n’t pay much attention to it. Since then, I have lived in Binhai City. Considering the cyclical rate of dynasties in Chinese history, maybe I fled here and settled in a war-torn era.

From the words he occasionally mentioned by his parents, he seems to have heard that his ancestors had also been widened, but it gradually faded during the long and turbulent wars of the twentieth century, coupled with several turbulences after liberation. , No matter how rich people can not afford such a torment.

If his ancestor lived in Binhai Town a hundred years ago, then he seems to understand her question.

In a small seaside town in such a small place, everyone in the town who knows something about each other knows each other, and it is normal for them to climb relatives. After all, blood relationship is the most basic and reliable link to maintain common interests.

Therefore, someone in this sending-off team, such as a young lady sitting in a sedan chair or a girl serving next to him, may have some kind of close or distant blood relationship with him after a hundred years of branching and loosening. To a certain extent, there may not be his birth even without the arrival of this pro-progression team, which is well understood.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of closeness to the team that sent him away, just like a small object that Capricorn uploaded from his ancestors. The thought of this small object being passed by many people from generation to generation, like seeing their faces across time and space .

"Unfortunately, I didn't bring anything with me, otherwise I should send some congratulations. I wish this couple had a precious child early, and we must have more children to increase production and serve the country." He said half-jokingly.

This is a dream, not history, but just a mirror image of history, so it's okay to be slightly wanton.

The pro-family team is very close to the city gate, and the suona hand is blowing more vigorously. The main members of the welcome team clean the dust on their bodies and lead the welcome team to meet up.

Just as the two sides were about to come together, sky-wide butterflies suddenly flew in the woods and grasses on both sides of the road, with different shapes and colors, including even some extremely rare species or species that have become extinct in modern society.

The send-off party, the welcome party, and the onlookers were all stunned. The suona stopped playing and stared at this breathtaking scene.

"Miss! Miss! Look! Good luck! This is a rare good luck!"

The maidservants patted the sedan excitedly, and the curtain of the sedan was opened a slit. The bride in the sedan lifted her head slightly, and looked at the colorful butterflies in surprise.

At this moment, a giant butterfly as large as a sunflower disk flew to the sedan with wings flickering, and other butterflies passed by gave way, as if it were the emperor among the butterflies.

The bride unconsciously protruded a white hand from the car window, and a shiny jasper bracelet was set on her wrist.

The giant butterfly fell on her wrist, and countless compound eyes reflected the face under her hijab. After a while, she took off again, circled a few times on the top of the sedan, and flew away.

Other butterflies also flew away with it, like a colorful cloud floating in the direction of the Hidden Fog Mountains.

Until the butterfly flew far away, all the people present turned back and looked at the sedan chair. They looked different from each other. They looked like they were looking at the immortal. There were a few retired children and even knelt down to the sedan chair.

If a few years in advance, maybe the county magistrate will come forward to oppose the family affairs, and then send the bride into the palace and dedicate it to the emperor, becoming a ladder of promotion and wealth.

Fortunately, Qing Dynasty is dead.

"Look! Those butterflies are flying around the mountain, do they look like a mist?"

"I'm afraid there isn't an old fairy living on the top of the mountain?"

Wu Mancheng, who was at the forefront of the drop-off party, pulled a local and asked, "By asking, what's the name of the mountain?"

"Without a name, the local is usually called Xishan." The locals waved hands again and again. "There is often white fog on the mountainside. I can't see the mountain at leisure. I can see it today, but they are covered by these butterflies ... ... "

When her own baby daughter got married, she encountered such rare signs, Wu Mancheng was naturally rejoicing, just to see the scene, and not to walk away. He asked with a smile: "Mo Ru is called Hidden Mist Mountain."

Ji Zhao apparently came towards the bride. The words of others who dared to oppose the bride ’s father, said one after another: "Good name! Good name! It is called Hidden Mist Mountain!"

The principal in the welcoming team did not dare to neglect, and later joined the local squire gentry to submit a joint letter to the local government, requesting that this barren mountain be named Hidden Fog Mountain.

Overwhelming butterflies covered the whole mountain, spinning around the mountain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Zi'an felt like he was in the eyes of a typhoon composed of butterflies.

"Thank you very much for this congratulatory gift," he said.

Zhuang Xiaodie looked at him sideways, "Do you think I let the butterflies go?"

Zhang Zi'an was surprised again, "No?"

He thought he had mentioned giving a gift, so she sent butterflies to form such wonders as a gift, but listening to her tone, has this wonder really happened in history?

He suddenly thought of a problem. The catastrophe in Binhai was caused by caterpillars, including many rare caterpillars. These butterflies were also developed by caterpillars, and there were many rare butterflies among them ...

Did the pest disaster lay hidden dangers a hundred years ago?

What's more, to say that this was done by Zhuang Xiaodie, why did she please him because of his word? Does he have such a big face?

This kind of miracle really happened in history, and Zhuang Xiaodie proactively flattered him. Which of the two is more likely to happen, the answer is self-evident.

Turned out to be amorous again, he rolled his eyes depressedly.

The butterflies were probably tired, and they fell to the lawn on the top of the mountain to rest, drying their wings by the sun, making the top of the mountain a fairyland.

"After watching the show, I have to talk about the business." Zhuang Xiaodie seemed to have lost interest in the party. She turned to face him and stretched out two jade fingers. "I want to ask you two questions and hope you can answer them truthfully. "

"If you answer the question, you can let me go?" Zhang Zi'an asked, as if he was holding a straw for help.

Zhuang Xiaodie said nothing, "It depends on whether your answer can satisfy me."

He sighed, and hated such subjective questions the most when he was a student, but he had no choice.

"Then you ask."

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