At the back door of the City Lord's Mansion, Qiu Zitong poked his head out, and at a glance, there were no fewer people outside than at the main gate.

Before others found her, she quickly retracted and trotted to a corner, and Yang Fengqing, who was full of helplessness, was talking to Baiyun Shenju: "You take it back, I'll walk over." ”

"Phew-"

The front hooves of the White Cloud Divine Pony slammed hard against the stone slab, and his nose sounded with a spit sound.

"I'll go back tomorrow, and when the time comes, you'll run, hurry back." ”

Yang Fengqing patted the White Cloud Divine Horse on the back hard, and the White Cloud Divine Horse barked again, biting the reins of the other horse and running towards the stable where it had been in the past few days.

"Isn't there a lot of people out there?"

"Huh?"

Qiu Zitong, who stood aside and looked at the departing Baiyun Divine Horse in a daze, blushed: "Master, didn't you tell the Baiyun Divine Horse to leave, and asked me if there were many people." Why is Baiyun Shenju so smart? Master, how did you teach me? Can you teach me?"

Yang Fengqing looked at Qiu Zitong and patted her head: "I'll teach you again when I have time, go to the north of the city first." ”

Yang Fengqing picked up Qiu Zitong and turned to leave.

......

Xi came to the inn again, a very ordinary inn in Chiyuan City, and a roar came from the room in the middle of the second floor: "Why did you let her run? Didn't I say you had to keep an eye on her?

"Grandpa, don't be angry, take care of your body. ”

"Cousin Shaomei knows the seriousness of the matter, and she will definitely not cause any trouble. ”

"Luo Gongzi followed her, and we didn't dare to stop her!"

"You, the old man, alas, hurry up and change into mourning clothes and go to the north of the city with the old man!"

"Yes!"

......

The front door of the Beigong Mansion is in the east, the back door is in the west, and there is no door in the north and south, so the people who besiege Yang Fengqing are all in the east and west gates.

Beyond the north side of the mansion is a passage more than three feet wide, with a tall tree planted at the same interval on both sides of the avenue, and next door is the mansion of a large family that is closely related to the Hokamiya family.

Because it is located between two large family mansions, it is rare for people to wander around, let alone come here to set up stalls to sell goods, so most of the situation here is clean and quiet.

But these days are different, and the passage is full of leaves.

This is because some people say that fallen leaves can return to their roots, and the old lady of Beigong has not yet settled in the ground, which is really not right.

A big tree by the high wall of Shangguan's mansion shook, and after a while, Yang Fengqing's head poked out of the wall.

Seeing that there was indeed no one, Yang Fengqing easily flipped onto the wall and jumped off the wall without stopping.

Poof-

After falling to the ground, Yang Fengqing did not stop, grabbed Qiu Zitong's little ass and got up and ran to the north of the city.

Moments after he left, two figures approached the eastern entrance, their conversations heard far through the empty passageway.

"Sister Shaomei, why did we come here? Didn't we come here to see it before? There is no door here. ”

"I believe that Yang Fengqing will definitely come out of here!"

"That's what you said before we went to the back door!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll go back, and I didn't let you follow me!"

"I'm wrong, okay? It's just that it's so empty? There's no one, and I always feel cold. ”

Lai Shaomei looked at the fallen leaves that could drown her ankles, and then at the fallen branches: "Then let's play a game." ”

Luo Chunguang turned his head and quickly glanced at Lai Shaomei's perfect delicate body, and swallowed: "What game are you playing?"

"Aren't there so many leaves here? ”

"Poof—it's leaves, not snow, how can it be piled up?"

Lai Shaomei stretched out her onion finger and pointed to the long and short branches: "Aren't there still those dead branches?"

Luo Chunguang shook his head without hesitation: "It's not fun, don't play!"

Lai Shaomei didn't force Luo Chunguang, she walked to the withered branch by herself, and said to herself: "If you don't play, forget it, I thought you were an interesting person." ”

"Wait! I suddenly thought it was fun to pile up leaves. ”

Luo Chunguang ran to Lai Shaomei's side, turned his head, and admired the perfect delicate body that was close at hand but could not be blasphemed, and the thoughts in his eyes were spinning rapidly: "Shaomei, it's boring to just pile up leaves, let's gamble on something, right?"

Lai Shaomei and Luo Chunguang looked at each other, there was no disgust in their eyes, and there was no liking: "What do you want to bet on?"

Hearing that Lai Shaomei did not directly refuse but asked rhetorically, Luo Chunguang's face was as his name suggested, full of spring, and he simply no longer concealed his purpose: "You know my brother's heart for you, if I win, you will - how about you personally promise to marry me?"

Lai Shaomei was a little surprised, and looked at Luo Chunguang more, she thought that Luo Chunguang would say something that made her disgusting.

"Hmm. ”

"Huh? Really?"

Luo Chunguang stopped abruptly and turned to face Lai Shaomei, his eyes full of disbelief.

Along the way, his feelings for Lai Shaomei have increased day by day, and Lai Shaomei has the same for him, but the sad thing is that Lai Shaomei's feelings for him and his feelings for Lai Shaomei are opposite.

Unexpectedly, Lai Shaomei would agree to this request at this time.

Lai Shaomei continued to step forward, her voice without sadness or joy: "What am I lying to you about? ”

She is very clear about the situation of the Lai family, and she knows even more clearly what she should pay when she is blessed by the Lai family.

She didn't know Luo Chunguang before, and most of her disgust with Luo Chunguang was due to her rebellion against fate.

But after seeing that the dignified assassin Shi Gongzi could lose his life because of something that seemed to her to be painless, she suddenly realized.

"A person is born, a leaf is an autumn, a flower is an instant, there is life and death, and so on, I am just a drop in the ocean, why do I have to fight against the so-called fate. ”

"Huh?"

Although I don't understand what the specific criteria for judging this bet are, Luo Chunguang feels that he is a man, and it is impossible to lose to Lai Shaomei.

......

Now the whole city is wearing mourning clothes, so Yang Fengqing ran quickly with his head down, without attracting anyone's attention.

Qiu Zitong was very well-behaved all the way, and did not lick Yang Fengqing's neck and ears like that.

When he saw the top of the stone tower, the crowd walking towards the stone tower had already passed shoulders, and Yang Fengqing approached the middle passage from the crowd.

The passage is two zhang wide, and it was specially prepared by the Beigong family for high-ranking officials and wealthy families to walk. At intervals of three steps on both sides of the avenue was a soldier wearing a large sword, so no one dared to approach.

The two soldiers who faced Yang Fengqing saw Yang Fengqing coming out of the crowd and coming to them, and their expressions became unkind.

Yang Fengqing lifted the hat that deliberately covered some of his eyes, and the red eyes representing Yang Fengqing's identity made the two soldiers tremble: "Gong-"

Yang Fengqing stretched out one of his left feet against the leg of the soldier on the left, and his right hand grabbed the arm of the soldier on the right: "Don't kneel, don't make a noise." ”

The two nodded vigorously, and the two pairs of excited eyes that glowed made Yang Fengqing very uncomfortable, and turned over past them.

When the people were advancing, in case they were misunderstood, they were going to force their way into the passage, so they consciously moved one step away from the passage, and after Yang Fengqing walked out of the crowd, many people in the rear immediately saw it.

Many of them also showed a gloating look, seeing that Yang Fengqing could enter with just a lift of the brim of his hat, and several shouts sounded from behind: "Ah?

"Master, look, someone has trespassed into the passage. ”

"What's going on? Isn't that man afraid of death?"

Although there were not as many people in the passage as there were people on either side, there was still a density of one person every few steps.

The people behind also saw this passage running in from the passage they looked down upon, and although they didn't say anything, their faces were mostly unkind.

Because of the shouting of the men, the crowd quickly became chaotic and noisy, and many people were ready to move against the soldiers' defenses.

There seemed to be a lot of soldiers, but they were only a drop in the bucket compared to the number of people on both sides.

Yang Fengqing stopped his body, turned to look at the people who roared the most, his helpless eyes flashed with murderous aura in an instant, and a wave of not big or small waves set off in his heart: "How can there be killers?" And their temperament is very similar to the dragon mask man sitting next to Xuemei at the Hulu City Lantern Riddle Gala at that time, what is going on?"

Eyes swept over their waists, and their hats were lifted, and a pair of red eyes caused a burst of exclamation.

"It's Yang Gongzi!"

"I'll just say it must not be an ordinary person, why don't you try to cross over?"

"Don't push me, whoever pushes me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing that the chaotic crowd was quickly calmed down by Yang Fengqing's appearance, those people turned around and plunged into the crowd.

Yang Fengqing kept watching their figures disappear, and whispered to himself: "You haven't offended me until now, and I hope you won't in the future." Otherwise, no matter who you are or what forces you belong to, I will definitely cut you to the roots!"

"Young Master Yang?"

Yang Fengqing's gaze withdrew from the distance and looked at the man standing a few feet in front of him.

The man should be about the same age as him, and the expression on his face... than when he first met Li Xu, Li Xu's smug expression was even more underbeaten.

And when he called him, he used an interrogative sentence, but why was the mockery in his tone so strong?

There were more than ten men and women standing beside him, and seeing that none of his expressions were kind, his brows quickly furrowed: "Is there anything wrong with Your Excellency?"

"Haha-no, no, I forgot to introduce myself, my son's name is Xian Maodian, the Xian family in the capital. ”

Yang Fengqing tilted his head sideways, and the wrinkles did not wrinkle tighter: "What are you looking for me?"

The Xian family, one of the wealthy families in the capital.

Their family is not visible now, not because their power has declined too much, but because the people today generally don't know about the Xian family.

During the heyday of Emperor Jingping Li Zheng, Yang Dingtian of the Yang family was still a middle-level general who led troops to charge into battle at the border pass, while the Xian family was the second largest family in the world.

At that time, the Xian family could be said to be at the top of the list, full of high-ranking officials, all over the capital. For example, the head of the family lives in the prime minister, the second master is still in the history department, the third master is the history of Lingnan and so on.

As for the officials who regard themselves as the Xian family, there are even more people, and Yang Dingtian has been taken care of by many Xian families.

"There's nothing to do, it's just that when my son arrived in Chiyuan City this morning, his ears were full of stories about Yang Gongzi's mighty deeds, and he admired him very much. Now I happened to meet it again, so I came to ask. ”

"Oh. ”

After saying that, Yang Fengqing turned around and left, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his fist and slam it on the face that hung with ridicule, and his tone was even more undisguised mockery, but what he said made people unable to catch the wrong face.

"Everyone in the world knows that Yang Gongzi is dead, and Yang Gongzi is good at doing it himself. ”

Yang Fengqing stopped suddenly, and the people around him continued to walk forward, their eyes did not tilt even a little bit to this side, as if they couldn't see the two sons who were standing still.

"Whew—do it yourself. ”

Yang Fengqing replied with a never-ending sentence and walked quickly through the crowd.