"No need to chase. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Quan Fu raised his hand to stop the person behind him.

In fact, if he tries his best to chase, Nan Qingyun may not be able to resist it. Quan Fu noticed early that he was not alone. The snow-white rucksack on the horse's back is not like a suit, but more like a ...... A humanoid.

This scene is so familiar, if he could have Nan Qingyun's decision today...... Oh no, or maybe only half the courage of the eldest young master.

"Go back and get back to your life. ”

Sometimes, a person makes an ordinary decision that seems reasonable or unreasonable to outsiders, and the real reason is often known only to the decision-maker himself.

The real reasons are often subtle and subtle.

"My lord, why don't you keep chasing, the eldest young master will have something soon, and that thing seems to be not light. ”

"You and my horse, Su Ri ate forage and lie down, can run through the snow and fly?"

Quanfu glanced at Jiading.

The latter did not speak again.

The eldest young master's horse flying on the snow is a lifeless animal, and seeing a place that can run is like seeing a mother.

"I didn't find it back!" Nan Aotian accompanied the old face to dismiss the guests. The red silk silk in the flower hall was scattered on the ground.

"It's the minions who don't do it well. ”

Quan Fu replied apologetically and cautiously, and his humble tone and slightly bent sincere back made people think that this was a minion who did his best, and as for the failure, it must be because the matter itself was too tricky.

He is also not good at greeting, Quanfu is a minion who speaks little. When Nan Aotian took a fancy to him back then, he took a fancy to him who was neither humble nor arrogant, but also meticulous and loyal.

Nan Aotian didn't doubt Quanfu's words at all. He believed that Nan Qingyun had really escaped. He abandoned his home and fled.

Nan Aotian's sharp and unpredictable eyes were covered with layers of haze, and the entire flower hall was shrouded in a tense and depressing atmosphere.

"Set up manpower at various passes out of the city, and this rebel can still fly with wings!"

"Yes. ”

Both those who give orders and those who listen to them know that this is most likely futile. I'm afraid that flying in the snow has already galloped somewhere outside the city that cannot be traced.

Feng Yanji's gaze seemed to drift in the air without focus, covered with a thin layer of shallow hoarfrost. But in fact, that gaze shrouded Nan Aotian's back with incomparably precision.

Occasionally, in casual intervals, Nan Aotian's back showed a kind of upright and lonely cold. From time to time, this back will give the wind goose marks a vague illusion.

In the hallucination, she often mistakenly thought that Nan Aotian was still a scholar, back then, twenty years, until now when she knew that he was no longer that person, it was still easy to have a deep fall and love for this man.

Once a woman has love and pity for a man, it is terrible.

You will lose your mind, and even take a lifetime.

The scholarly anger raised by the cold window for ten years makes Wenchen like Nan Aotian always have some natural advantages in terms of appearance, which is graceful and elegant. No matter what age you are, how many winds and rains and rough hardships you have experienced, this charm always remains in your bones and has never been far away or dissipated. Therefore, as a political operator, Nanxiang can be said to be still very young.

In his forties, it was the time when a man's ambition was at its peak.

And Nan Aotian's methods are different from Yelu Mingxiu and Du Yuanpeng, and they are also different from ordinary Wenchen - most of those imperial histories are pedantic and weak. Nan Aotian is different, he has a far-sightedness that the generals can't do and a decisive killing that is difficult for the civil servants to have.

After decades of court career, his mind changed from deep to dangerous, and from the simplest scribe ideal of cultivating Qi Pingzhi gradually infiltrated into ruthlessness and cruelty. But what will never change is that Nan Aotian will never have the kind of brutality that seems to be powerful but actually shows weakness, and there will never be. This may be the powerful force of the scroll, the weak pen and ink of the paper, which can even cover the evil with a layer of elegance.

Therefore, whenever Nan Aotian is angry and calculated, there is no useless and superfluous anger on his face, only a calm calm that makes people worry, and this calm does not affect the coldness emanating from his bones at all.

Wind goose marks stared at the sky through a corner of the dark clouds that peeked above the door beam. What a familiar scene, more than 20 years ago, as the eldest daughter of the elder of the pavilion, she married Nan Aotian in a beautiful manner. Why didn't he run away, why didn't he run away like Nan Qingyun today?

She would rather this person run away honestly back then, than for him to marry her against his will, and she wanted Nan Aotian to leave so much today, just as she was as eager and eager as she was when she wanted to marry him.

In order to marry this man, she Feng Yanji used unscrupulous means.

Nan Aotian noticed Feng Yanji's sad and complicated eyes that looked at him without blinking. He didn't think too much about it, thinking that the look in his eyes was because he was worried about Nan Qingyun.

Sighing slightly, he comforted Feng Yanchen and said, "Madam, don't worry, Qingyun won't be back by himself in a short time." He has not suffered from the outside. ”

"Why is the master so confident?" Feng Yanji glanced at Nan Aotian sharply.

This look made Nan Aotian slightly surprised, the phoenix goose mark he was familiar with, the phoenix goose mark that had always been the only one, had never released such a bold message to him through his eyes, and even with some resolute resistance.

There was a brief and subtle silence between Xiangye and the Prime Minister's wife.

Quanfu, who had just received his life and had just gone out, paused outside the door.

Feng Yanji compromised first: "I hope so." I just want Qingyun to come back and see me before I die of old age. ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave the flower hall and go to the back house.

"Stop!" Nan Aotian was a little angry.

His own son has fled, and his own woman is going to have a silent demonstration for no reason? Nan Aotian is used to being arbitrary, and he can be extremely sensitive to both explicit and implicit resistance.

"What else is the matter, sir?"

Nan Aotian was a little embarrassed, he couldn't think of anything wrong with Feng Yanji's face.

It was him, no matter how he couldn't figure it out, Nan Qingyun really did it, he really ran away desperately. Nan Aotian knew his son too well, so he almost dared to boldly believe that even if Nan Qingyun rejected and rebelled against this marriage in his heart, he would still endure and obey. According to his assumption, Nan Qingyun is a filial son, and he will soon become a father after marriage, so no matter how unwilling and agitated he is, he will be submerged at the bottom of the sea by the gentle waves of the years. Gradually, he will forget the people and things he likes and dislikes when he is young and frivolous, and become a qualified courtier, a qualified filial son and a qualified father.

However, Nan Qingyun did not follow his trajectory this time. Nan Aotian had a sense of shame and frustration that was suddenly stretched out by his own son's plump wings and slapped in the face. After the housekeeper was ordered to disperse, he sighed lightly, and felt that he was getting old in an instant.

Feng Yanji stood quietly by the door, and the empty flower hall was full of stalemate.

"Master, it's like how the child is placed. Feng Yanji asked shallowly, as if the tension in the air did not exist at all. If she takes care of her daughter-in-law, she should be able to leave.

And in this way, she can solve the embarrassment of Nan Ao's failure to come to Taiwan without leaving a trace, and save his face, she knows him too well.

Nan Aotian didn't feel embarrassed anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Before the Du family takes the initiative to make any requests, it can only be my Nan family's daughter-in-law." Tell your subordinates to do everything you can to coax you as a young lady no matter what. Another day, Mrs. will come with me to make amends to the Du family. ”

"This is a royal decree. The emperor's side, how should I explain?" Feng Yanji is reminding Nan Aotian not to cause greater omissions because of momentary anger.

Thinking of Yan Min, the gloom on Nan Ao's face deepened.

This time with the Du family, I can't get into a hate. Above the court, there has always been a turn of wind and clouds, and the undercurrent is surging. How many forces are watching, intending to wait for the opportunity to move and turn the rudder with the wind.

"Madame, go and appease the bride first. I have my own plans for these things. ”

At this time, a confidant suddenly came to report: "Master, news from the palace." The orange concubine died violently, and Lord Shui has been released from prison. ”

"Oh, die!" Nan Aotian was startled at first, and then there was a faint change in his face.

"Can you find out why? ”

"Uh...... Which one is the old man asking?"

"Why did Concubine Orange die suddenly, and why Shui Wuqing was released from prison. Such a big crime of treason, this is to be released?"

"This, the situation in the palace is not stable now, and the small ones have not been discovered. However, listen to the news of those palace maids. It seems that he is seriously ill, and he suddenly committed suicide again last night, so that the queen mother rushed to save her, but in the end she swallowed her breath. ”

"Last night......" Nan Aotian thought slightly.

No wonder, no wonder Qingyun suddenly had such a violent reaction today.

However, the death of Concubine Orange sent away a family member, but she sent another colleague.

Nan Aotian straightened the placket on both sides, threw down the wedding ornament on his chest, thought about it, and simply took off the brand-new robe and threw it on the back of the chair on the side and said to the wind and goose marks: "Madam, find me a plain dress." ”

"Master, this is ......" the wind goose marks are not advancing and retreating. For more than 20 years, Nan Aotian's thoughts, she has never really seen through.

"I'm going to condolence with Lord Shui. ”

Feng Yanji found clothes, which were old clothes from more than ten years ago. At that time, both the Nanxiang and the Nanfu were still thin.

Nan Aotian suddenly saw the familiar clothes, and a complicated flash flashed in his heart. At that time, he was young and thinly dressed.

The heart was clean at that time.

But he was deceived by others.

"Madame hasn't helped Benxiang change his clothes for a long time. ”

Feng Yanji looked at Nan Aotian incredulously. Slowly approaching, his hand trembling slightly. A robe has been tidied up for a long time, and his face looks more and more pale because of his nervousness.

Nan Aotian took a deep look at Feng Yanji, tidied it up by himself, and strode out of the door.

On the side of the door, Quanfu is still there.

"Why haven't you gone yet?" Nan Aotian frowned, what happened to the people around him, nothing went well.

"The villain forgot to take something important, so he had to fold it back. Quan Fu replied calmly.

"Take it and get to work. ”

"Yes. ”

Nan Aotian bypassed Quanfu and hurriedly went out.

Behind them, Feng Yanji and Quanfu looked at each other, but both sides hurriedly withdrew their gazes, and dodged this dangerous glance like lightning. (To be continued.) )