Zhuang and Qingming four years, March.

Winter goes to spring, and geese return south.

The spring breeze blows through the old trees at the city gate and the new willows on the bank, sets off the new green, skims the alleys of the blue bricks and white tiles, and gently falls on the side of the road, and is picked up by the girl passing by with a light smile.

Three years have passed, and Kyoto is still as good as yesterday.

In the past, the person who left Beijing stood at the city gate and looked at the cloud pattern on the wall, the corners of his mouth were warm and shallow, he stepped forward and saw the scene in the city through the city gate, and tilted his head with a smile: "It's finally time." ”

The young man in Xuanfu standing beside him looked at Kyoto in silence, and when he heard this, he took a slight step forward and reached out to hold the young man's hand into his palm.

Today is March 11.

There are still three days before the death of Old Man He, exactly three years.

Pingnan Hou Mansion.

Early in the morning, everyone in the house wore plain clothes, and Ping Nanhou took his family to open the ancestral hall to incense, burn yellow paper, and sacrifice Buddhist scriptures.

Filial piety is coming to an end, and the incense cannot be broken for the last three days.

He Xiaoge and Gu Nan followed the people of the Hou Mansion to burn incense, and at dusk everyone left the ancestral hall, and the two went to the small courtyard where Mrs. Ning once lived.

All these years unattended, the yard was overgrown with weeds and dust. The two of them didn't stay here for long, and walked out without a stick of incense, passing by the east courtyard when they left the Hou Mansion, and saw that the place where the Qin family, which was once the most prosperous, was now also barren.

In the past three years, it has been too difficult for the Qin family.

Only ask the newcomer to laugh in front of the hall, who smells the old man Bo Qiluo.

Since Pingnanhou brought the woman back to the Hou Mansion, the Qin family has never seen the pillow person again.

Pingnanhou has been proud of the spring breeze over the years.

The people around him are beautiful, empathetic and intelligent, and they are not happy to indulge in gentleness all day long. The pillow people are agreeable, and the business of the shop under the name of the Hou Mansion is also good, that is, ......

Ping Nanhou stopped, frowned and looked at the gloomy courtyard in the west, and then looked at the people around him, and had a little thought in his heart.

The power of the Qin family's mother's family has fallen, and He Xiaocheng is useless, the position of the lady of the Hou Mansion...... It's time for a change.

Seeing his contemplative appearance, the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth standing next to him remained unchanged, but her eyes deepened a little.

She stepped forward and grabbed Ping Nanhou's arm, and her voice was warm: "Master Hou, it's not early, go back." ”

Ping Nanhou looked back at her, the woman smiled lightly, a pair of autumn pupils on her fair face were bright and beautiful, very beautiful, looking at such a person, Ping Nanhou's mind was a little firmer, smiled and held the woman's hand, with a firm expression: "When the three days of filial piety pass, I will help you to be the main room, and marry you in the beautiful scenery." ”

Hearing this, the woman laughed and hummed lowly, her face like daylight.

Ping Nanhou was happy about his plan, but it didn't come true.

Three days later, the white paper lamp outside the gate of the Hou Mansion had not been taken off, and in the early morning, the officers and soldiers of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department surrounded the Hou Mansion.

Ping Nanhou woke up, hurriedly rectified and went out, Dali Temple was standing in the front hall with the holy decree in hand, the voice was not slow or urgent, and the content was said.

Although there are many crimes, they are not big, and they are not enough to shake Pingnan Houfu, but what makes Pingnan Hou frightened is not these crimes, but the words that Dali Temple said later.

-- Fifteen years ago, the Chihui Army was destroyed.

Just as today's invincible army is the White Tiger Battalion, fifteen years ago, the prestige of the Chihui Army was not inferior to the White Tiger Battalion today.

But such an invincible army, which had not been defeated for decades, was destroyed in the Battle of Kunnanguan fifteen years ago.

It's not improper tactics, it's not a lack of food and grass, it's not endogenous spies...... It's because of the equipment.

The weapon is easy to break, the armor is easy to break, it was originally a three-day expedition, bloody for three days, the Chihui army retreated from the enemy, but Qi Shuai and the thirteen generals of Chihui never came back.

The bones entered Beijing with the good news, the emperor wept in front of the palace, and the people of Kyoto were buried for hundreds of miles, and the crying did not stop for three days.

On the same day, the Ministry of War sent a letter to ask for in-depth study, and the emperor played it to find out the reason, and the emperor was furious and ordered the three departments of the soldiers to find out the source of the equipment. The three ministries tried their best to investigate the Ministry of Engineering and the Ordnance Superintendent, and handed over the report three days later, blaming Zhou Yao, the head of the Ordnance Superintendent.

Under the holy decree, Zhou Yao confessed in prison, wrote a confession and committed suicide in prison, and was exiled for thousands of miles to pardon his family.

The sinners took the blame and judged themselves, and gradually no one mentioned this matter anymore, and those who knew about it were either dead or exiled, and no one knew that the equipment was actually made by the Pingnan Marquis.

For a while, he was greedy and went to the elite division.

Fifteen years have passed, and now that this matter has been mentioned again, no one is more panicked than Ping Nanhou.

I was apprehensive in my heart, but my face was calm.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department were also not polite, and led the troops to charge the Hou Mansion up, and the Marquis of Pingnan went back to the bedroom and sighed, helpless for a while.

This time, there was a lot of movement outside the Hou Mansion, and all the eyes of the capital gathered in it, but during this period, He Xiaoge never returned to the Hou Mansion.

Dali Temple tried the case and investigated everywhere, but unfortunately too much time passed, and no evidence could be found after half a month.

When he was at a loss to let go of the surveillance of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, a plain woman suddenly beat the drum outside the Dali Temple, handed over a number of physical evidence to the court, and complained about the grievances.

After that, lest Dali Temple not believe it, kneel down and say that it can be found. Dali Siqing called him forward, and someone appeared, who was the steward who had followed Pingnanhou for decades.

Dali Temple immediately interrogated Pingnanhou, the human and physical evidence is difficult to quibble, and the people and henchmen on the pillow also have a sense of death under the betrayal, sighing and confessing. On the day of the court debate, with a wave of the pen, the Marquis of Pingnan recited his father's military exploits, avoided death, and exiled five thousand miles with his henchmen and three generations of relatives, and the five generations of descendants were not allowed to enter the office.

The holy decree issued six departments, at noon the military department into the Hou Mansion, saw the seven elders of the He family sitting in the hall, the military department Shangshu stepped forward, the great elder got up and handed over a letterhead and a document, Shang Shu hesitated after viewing, and simply handed the book in his hand to the front of the emperor.

The letterhead was written by the old man He himself, and he drove the Nanhou Congratulatory Letter and his relatives out of the clan, and they have nothing to do with each other since then.

The following document is a certificate engraved with a seal.

The time was one month before Old Man He's death.

Who is the Marquis of Pingnan and his relatives?

- Pingnanhou, Qin, He Xiaocheng, He Xiaoge, and three or four babbling children.

The childish son is exempt from blame, so the one who is still controversial is He Xiaoge.

The invincible army, the head of the White Tiger battalion, and the young man He Xiaoge, who immediately made great achievements.

The courtiers were also very embarrassed, and when they hesitated, the household department wrote to them, and everyone knew that the household registration of this famous young general in Kyoto was not in the Hou Mansion, but on a person with a different surname.

This person is not a stranger, a few years ago, he saved the emperor from a serious illness and became a famous little doctor in Kyoto, Gu Nan.

As soon as the household registration came out, He Xiaoge was not to blame, and the emperor's face changed.

The turmoil calmed down, and the congratulatory letter temporarily took Dali Temple into custody, and was escorted out of Beijing five days later, and no one in the Hou Mansion went, and in the end there were only Gu Nan and He Xiaoge.

But it's just a joke.

The congratulatory letter was shackled, and he looked at them tiredly: "This kind of scene is coming, and I don't want to avoid suspicion, a joke is so important." ”

"Why avoid suspicion." Gu Nan stretched out his hand to hold He Xiaoge's hand, took off his warmth, and his eyebrows and eyes were wantonly: "He is mine, and it has nothing to do with the Hou Mansion, and even more so with you." ”

The corners of the congratulatory letter provoked a sarcastic arc and closed his eyes silently.

Gu Nan naturally didn't care about his attitude, his gaze skimmed over him to look at He Xiaocheng, who looked stupid behind him, and finally settled on Qin's face.

The once graceful and luxurious lady described Kuga, and a pair of red eyes glared at him fiercely, full of hatred.

Gu Nan smiled slightly, looked at her and opened her mouth silently: "Retribution." ”

Cut off your back road so that you have nothing to rely on, and you have done everything you can for 20 years to be vicious.

Destroy your mind and let you stay alone in the wilderness, and let He Xiaoge taste loneliness and loneliness since he was a child.

Stimulated by his gesture, the Qin clan suddenly screamed violently, struggled to break free of the jailer beside him, and ran towards Gu Nan with a hideous expression. Gu Nan looked at her lightly, didn't move, and quietly watched the mad-looking lady being pulled back by the jailer only half a meter away from him.

Restrained hands, Qin's eyes became more and more red, and his voice was like a bloody cry: "Gu Nan! He Xiaoge, you must not die well, you must not die well! ”

Gu Nan waved his hand, and the jailer next to him understood, and stretched out his hand to block her voice. At the same time as the surrounding return scene, He Xiaocheng's body suddenly began to twitch, and the whole person looked even more stupid, laughed stupidly, and muttered in a low voice: "The coming day is long, the coming day is long......"

It was exactly what Gu Nan had said when he saw him for the last time.

The willow color of the city gate is green, and the daylight on the horizon is just right.

The prisoner cart moved slowly, Gu Nan turned his head to look at He Xiaoge, who had been silent since he came out, and reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

He Xiaoge lowered his eyes, and instantly crashed into a pair of firm eyes, and the voice of the owner of the eyes was clear and warm, word by word, and the voice invaded his heart.

"She said we don't have to die well, so we must live well."

The person he was watching was stunned, his dark and deep eyes suddenly brightened, and he reached out and held the hand that was pulling his sleeve: "Okay." ”

In a turmoil, the Pingnan Marquis Mansion is still hereditary glory, and the only hesitation is the matter of trusting the head of the family.

He Xiaocheng is stupid and exiled, the child is still young, and the Pingnan Hou family is now the only one who can afford the Hou Mansion. The Great Elder sent people to the other courtyard to ask a few times, but Gu Nan refused on the grounds that he was not from the Hou Mansion, and then the Great Elder came in person, and Gu Nan received him with the courtesy of respecting the elder, and when he mentioned the matter of the head of the family, Gu Nan said a word lightly, and then eliminated all the words of the elder.

- You and I both know the reason why He Xiaoge is exempted, if you go back to the Hou Mansion, it will be a crime of defrauding the king, I don't know if the Hou Mansion can afford it?

The old man left at dusk, and no one was sent again.

The days are light and light, the spring flowers are gone, and the autumn breeze is gradually rising. On the day of the beginning of autumn, news came from the frontier that He Xiaocheng died, suffered countless swords, and his death was extremely miserable.

Suburban courtyard, small ancestral hall.

He Xiaoge slowly knelt down with a incense stick in his hand, Gu Nan folded his hands beside him, and his posture was solemn and calm.

The autumn wind is far away, and the sky is far away.

He Xiaoge inserted the incense stick into the incense burner, turned his eyes to look at Gu Nan, his eyes were as black as ink jade: "After my mother's death, I will resign and return to Qinghe Town with you, and from now on, there will be no need to set foot in the land of right and wrong in the capital." ”

Qinghe Town.

The time is quiet there, there is no treachery and no struggle, only peach blossom sake, and the gentle and smiling little doctor at the entrance of the medical hall.

How nice.

Hearing him say this, Gu Nan was stunned for a moment, and a warm light gradually rose in his eyes.

He bent his eyes, his eyes sparkling, and said, "Okay." ”