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On the wedding day of Tu Jian and Li Baoyuan, Xu Yuzhi suddenly appeared, wearing armor like a Shura and covered in blood, and asked: "A Jian, is the promise of Qian Yu City that year fulfilled?" Tu Jian hesitated and nodded, and he snatched his bride away from Li Baoyuan without any care. Li Baoyuan knew that Tu Jian had never been happy with him, and he also knew that her journey with Yu Zhi was really difficult, so he just twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted to the two people who were riding horses and whipping their whips for a long distance: "Is the money enough? " Tu Jian thought, it stands to reason that Li Baoyuan should be a door-to-door son-in-law, and then he would stay with her teaching father, teaching one number one scholar after another. Of course, Mr. Li's consent is also required! Rich Man Li would definitely be happy, as there were not many opportunities to kick the prodigal son out. But my father's illness seems to have opened the mechanism of destiny, shattering the illusion of peace in this world to pieces. A piece of Thousand Feather Grass not only saved my father's life, but also fulfilled my mother's long-cherished wish as the subjugated princess of Lingzhou. In the end, she had to thank Master Qian Yu. But the eldest son made a promise with Tu Jian that whatever he asked for in the future would be granted. Xu Yuzhi held Tu Jian's hand and never wanted to let go. He said: "Time is long and we are not in a hurry. Study slowly and you will finally get what you want!"