Time moved little by little, the wind in the house, sitting quietly, he asked Yaoling to boil tea, the faint fragrance of tea filled the whole room, Yaoling did not like to taste tea, always felt that she did not drink boiled water to quench her thirst, but she liked to smell the fragrance of tea overflowing when boiling tea, so she always liked to boil tea when she was fine, smelled the fragrance of tea and read a book, or tinkered with her bell.

For this reason, she used the best tea in the entire Xuan Wangfu to boil and smell the taste, and Feng Zhao actually followed her like to smell the fragrance of tea, in the faint fragrance of tea, Feng Zhao closed his eyes and meditated steadily, this habit developed in Baoxiang Temple has been with him, the more he is anxious and excited, the more he forces himself to enter a state of meditation, so as to regulate his inner feelings.

Quietly, he entered the realm of selflessness, and his body seemed to be in a quiet and tranquil Qingming, with a faint fragrance of tea around him, and his heart gradually stabilized.

Yaoling hugged her knees and sat quietly on the cushion next to the small stove, a pair of bright big eyes looked at the smoke coming out of the teapot, but her mind had already drifted to her mother's side, thinking about the woman who had passed by her at the chrysanthemum show over and over again, and wondered where she was now?

At this moment, it was already dark outside the window, there was no light in the house, only the charcoal fire in the small stove emitted a red light to reflect the two young people in the house, and there were firecrackers on the street from time to time, but this did not affect the yao bell and the wind in the house at all.

Time seemed to pass much slower than usual, but no matter how slow it was, it was still time for the wind to leave.

Because today's trip is extraordinary, the wind has changed into a dark blue light silk soft robe, when the change of clothes from behind the screen out, Yaoling's eyes are a little crazy, at this time the wind shines in the reflection of the fire, actually adds a bit of casual and clear, the light and soft robe shows his jade tree in the wind, like a cyclamen outside the sky.

looked at Yao Ling, who looked stupid, a smile crossed the corner of Feng Zhao's mouth, and he put his face in front of her and teased: "Dazzled, isn't your husband very good." ”

The red flames were reflected on Yaoling's pretty face, shining with a hint of embarrassment, and she felt a little annoyed in her heart, just now she was really out of shape.

Looking at Yaoling with an embarrassed face, Feng Zhao gently grabbed her thin waist, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then said softly: "Wait for me at home." With that, he let go of Yaoling and strode out.

Hearing this, Yaoling couldn't help but be obsessed in the house, what a warm word "home", a tear rolled down silently, at this moment she felt a little tired, and some feelings of wanting to rest steadily.

Walking out of the door, I saw Yueming, who was dressed in black, standing silently under the tree in the courtyard, and through the red lantern under the eaves of the porch, Yueming saw a sneer on the corner of Fengzhao's mouth: "You finally changed your clothes." He said to him.

"Don't you either. He replied to Feng Zhao, and he turned his back expressionlessly and walked out.

Looking at Yueming's slender and upright back, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think of the appearance when he first met him in Baoxiang Temple, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he followed, and the two disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this time, the street is full of children who set off fireworks, surrounding a fun pavilion www.biquge.info lighting all kinds of fireworks and firecrackers, there are gorgeous fireworks blooming from time to time in the quiet night sky, looking up at the beautiful fireworks, Feng Zhao thought about the Yao Ling who stayed in the palace of King Xuan, and he must accompany her to set off fireworks tomorrow.

With the light work of the two of them, they soon came to the northeast corner of the palace, standing under the tall city wall, and in the night, the eyes of the two like stars looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly their figures flashed, and they disappeared between the overlapping eaves.

Standing on a remote and hidden roof, the two of them spread their skills, all the sounds within a radius of a few miles did not escape the ears, under the investigation, the two of them couldn't help but be shocked, in this piece of the temple, there were dozens of masters who deliberately restrained their breath, according to their small and symmetrical breathing, the moon and the wind probed out their specific location and their skills, all of them were first-class masters. A few people were hidden in the big trees and roofs in the palace. And there was another man who was less than fifty meters away from the two of them. Fortunately, the two of them had profound skills, acted silently, and were not discovered.

In a flash, the two landed on the top of a relatively safe temple, looked at their surroundings, and found that there was a dim light in a mansion on the right side of the temple they were in. On the left is a dark mansion with a large tree hidden in the house, and a master is also hidden in the tree.

"Judging from the depth of these people's breathing, most of them are the eagle guards of the imperial court. Yueming said to Feng Zhao: "It seems that the Feng Clan's ancestral hall must be near here." "It's just that there are many palaces here, most of them are majestic and tall, and the specific one is the Feng Clan's ancestral hall, and the two of them can't find out.

At this time, it is close to the end of the day, the wind shines and the moon is bright, the only thing to do now is to wait patiently, waiting for the appearance of Fengqing, and the emperor will have a big movement when he travels.

Outside the dimly lit dwelling, there were a few guards walking back and forth, and there was the sound of slight footsteps and the occasional sigh.

At that time, the two of them heard a group of footsteps coming from the south in the distance, and with their profound skills, the two of them counted the number of people coming in their hearts.

The sound of footsteps gradually came in the direction they were, and before long they saw a light flickering through the dark palace.

Gathering all the breath, the two waited patiently, the team of lights was getting closer and closer, the two people lying on the roof, gradually saw the team coming clearly, a burst of surprise rose from Fengzhao's heart, sure enough, Fengqing came, and among the forty or fifty palace people who carried the palace lamp was a soft sedan chair carried by eight people. There is also a two-person sedan chair behind the soft sedan car. Feng Qing's chief eunuch Xia Linhai followed in front of the soft sedan chair at the front, with a cautious and cautious expression.

As the sedan chair approached, Feng Zhao's heart was a little inexplicably nervous.

Suddenly, in front of the gate of the temple where they were, there was a shout in a long voice: "The emperor has arrived." ”

The two of them immediately glanced at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, it turned out that the top of the temple they were in was the Feng Clan's ancestral hall.

The bright door to the right of "Hula" opened, and more than a dozen men of different ages walked out one after another, among these people, Feng Zhao suddenly found his other four uncles, they lined up in an orderly procession, passed through the long corridor in the courtyard, followed the side door, and entered the courtyard of the main hall where the moon and wind were hiding, and waited quietly facing the gate.

After a while, the heavy gate creaked open, and the two teams of palace people with palace lamps walked in in an orderly manner and stood on both sides of the palace gate, standing face to face, and the palace that was still dark suddenly became as bright as day.

The wind and moon hidden on the top of the temple stared closely at the door of the palace, and after a while, Feng Qing, who was wearing a dragon robe and a dragon crown, walked into the door, his face was majestic and cold, and his eyes were like leopard eyes in the dark night, shining.

Behind him were two guards carrying swords, one of whom was Yin Feng, with a calm and dignified face. Fengzhao couldn't help but look at Yin Feng twice, although the distance between the two was very far, it didn't affect Fengzhao's eyesight at all. With the power he exuded, he could feel a heavy power emanating from this guard, "Feng Qing has someone with such profound skill around him. He couldn't help but be taken aback. Next to Feng Qing stood Prince Feng He, with a proud face.

Seeing Feng Qing coming in, the men standing in the courtyard knelt down in unison: "See Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be blessed with longevity and health." ”

"Everyone, please get up. Feng Qing's tone was gentle and majestic.

After waiting for everyone to get up, Feng Qing walked towards the main hall from the middle of them, and the main hall, which was still dark, suddenly brightened. Some palace people lit candles in the main hall.

Behind him, Feng He and the dozen or so men entered the main hall in turn.

Yueming silently exuded internal force, and suddenly an invisible air flow enveloped the two of them, blocking the transmission of sound outward.

"Kala," he stretched out his hand and gently removed a piece of glazed tile. Suddenly, a beam of light came out of the empty space.

The two of them looked along the gap, and saw that the Feng ancestral hall was wide and empty, and there was a row of spirit cards facing the door. Feng Qing led everyone to bow to the spirit card.

After the salute, Feng Qing turned to face the dozen or so people. A deep and majestic voice sounded in the main hall: "All of you are blood relatives of my Feng family. I only see you once a year, and I don't know what difficulties you have, but I will help those who can help them. ”

Fengzhao's four imperial uncles, Fengzhao was not impressed by them, and the four imperial uncles in his memory were very cold to his father and him, when he was in Yanlong, he had heard his aunt Princess Fengxi inadvertently say that these imperial uncles often bullied their brothers and sisters when they were young. Thinking that Feng Qing didn't make things difficult for them after succeeding to the throne, it was also good.

It's just that why don't there be fathers among these people?

At this time, after Feng Qing asked, no one came out to say anything.

Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Feng Qing said with some affinity in his majesty: "In this case, everyone go back and rest, follow the ancestral system, and send someone from the palace to send you out of the imperial capital early tomorrow morning." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly a howl and cry sounded in the hall, Feng Zhao hurriedly followed the cry, and saw that among the Feng clan people standing, an old man with white hair trembled and knelt on the ground, his eyes looked at the spirit card above and cried bitterly. In the midst of his crying, he said intermittently and indistinctly: "Former Emperor, you are so ruthless and have set up such a ruthless testament, causing me and my younger brother to leave the imperial capital and stay away from our mother when we were young, and now we are over ninety, and we still can't return." The old man cried as he spoke, and there was indescribable sadness and sadness in his desolate and hoarse cry.

Another old man next to him also wiped his tears.

Seeing the two old men like this, Feng Qing majestically glanced at several gray-haired men in the main hall, and those men hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man on the ground, and said with some crying in his mouth: "Why should my father be like this." ”

The old man was picked up, but the crying did not stop, and when he saw such a green voice, he said in a low voice: "Emperor Ancestor, why bother like this, the testament was established by the founding emperor, and no one can change it." ”

Hearing his title, Feng Zhao, who was hiding on the roof, suddenly understood that this old man should be the cousin of his father, Feng Xuan and Feng Qing. In my heart, when the old man left the imperial capital, it was a childish period.

The old man's crying infected the others, and the rest of the Feng clan also cried faintly.

"That's it, everyone's thoughts I also know, it's just about the stability of the country, and I can't change the ancestors' testament, who is crying rudely, and sent out of the city overnight. With that, he threw off his sleeves and stood aside, and the weeping hall fell silent.

After the clansmen bowed to Feng Qing silently, they quietly walked out.

The wind on the roof was a little stunned. Perhaps it was the old man's cry that infected him, and he faintly sympathized with these clansmen in his heart.

At this moment, only Feng Qing and Xia Linhai were left in the empty hall, Feng Qing waved his hand, Xia Linhai also bent down and retreated silently, looking at the empty hall, Feng Qing slowly faced the spirit cards on the main seat and stood and watched, with an indescribable loneliness in his eyes.