In the twenty-fifth year of Taihe, he heard that the general's mansion was far away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The General's Mansion was rewarded by the King of Qi for his merits, and the prince's mansion was nothing more than that.

There is a small courtyard in the northeast corner of the General's Mansion, the courtyard is small and chic, and it can be seen that it was carefully designed to please the owner, with imported hot spring water, rockeries, and even a small lotus pond.

There is a corridor on the lotus pond, and some books can be seen everywhere on the corridor for the owner to pass the time, and when the wind blows, you will see some beautiful small characters from the book that turns the page, writing the master's reading experience.

Walking down the cloister towards the center of the pool, there is a gazebo. And at the moment in the gazebo sat a woman, writing something. This woman is not beautiful, she looks to be about forty years old, and her expression is cold.

When the young boy saw the corners of the woman's mouth, he unconsciously curled slightly, and only when he was to him, was he gentle.

Childe was born with a very light body, which is a good material for practicing light skills, and he walks silently, and Childe coughed lightly, afraid that the sudden appearance would scare her.

In fact, she heard his voice from a distance, and stopped her pen to look at him.

"Mother, are you writing stories again?" Childe walked over, put a hand on her shoulder, and asked with a grin.

"Nothing big or small." Yan Qing glanced at him, "I'm almost done writing, I'll show you when I'm done." ”

Childe grinned, in fact, he had seen it quietly when he was very young, and he had also asked his adoptive father Wen Renyuan.

"Mother, it's windy here, let's go back to the house, father, he's coming to see you." As he spoke, he helped Yan Qing up.

As soon as she walked into the house, she saw a middle-aged man standing in the house waiting for her.

Over the years, some gray hair has faded from his temples.

Her eyes showed tenderness, "Smell people, you're here." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and brought her favorite pastries, "If you are not in good health, don't work hard." ”

In the past few years, her health has gradually deteriorated, and she often wakes up coughing at night. Or he couldn't sleep all night, or he slept for several days, and he had already asked the doctor to show her, and they all said that she was the end of the crossbow, and she was supported by a force.

She said that she wanted to watch her child grow up to twenty years old, and she had to give an explanation to her son.

Let her live here in the name of his wife, guarding this woman who has been bound all her life, hoping that under his protection, she can live more peacefully.

"Xiao'er, I heard that you took the martial arts championship again, but you refused to be an official?" In last year's imperial examination, he also took the Jinshi exam, but he didn't want to enter the court as an official.

This is a smart and precocious child, who has been growing up in the Yan family since he was a child, and has become a great master of the rivers and lakes by the age of eleven.

It was one day after returning home, I suddenly took a few manuscripts of Yan Qing and asked him, why he didn't look like his father, and why was he sent to Yan's family since he was a child? Why did his mother say that he couldn't enter the court as an official and couldn't participate in political affairs? Why is the relationship between the father and the mother respectful and indifferent, unlike the relationship between other aunts? The serious expression seems to be exactly the same as that of the childe.

This child looks at the smiling face, but in fact he is old and calm, he is not by his mother's side, sometimes he will be cold, never smile when he is alone, and when someone is there, it seems to be very friendly, and it seems to be far away.

So, he told him about his life experience, his surname was Zhongsun, he was the child of Gongzi Wei, named Xiao, his father hoped that he would be happy, and hoped that he would not be an official in this life.

He told him the story of his father and mother.

Wen Renyuan thought that such a young child would definitely question his mother.

The child was silent, and then the next day, as usual, he didn't see any difference.

Over the years, every year on the summer solstice, Yan Qing took a smile to the cliff under the big tree to see the scenery, thinking that he would meet him. And every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Qing would go to Qingfeng Temple to copy scriptures and books for seven days, praying for God's mercy and letting her meet him again.

Yan Qing never knew that in fact, Gongzi Wei had passed away that year, and Gongzi Wei asked him to keep this secret, so that Yan Qing forgot about him.

"Father, you know, the child just wants to see how capable he is." Wen Renyuan smiled, there was such a child in his house, even his younger brothers and sisters were very dependent on him, and they also listened to him very much, although sometimes even he felt that his child was too naughty to discipline, and was often surprised by the charm of Xiao'er.

"Yan Qing, I'm here today to tell you a story." Wen Ren smiled and glanced at him, knowing that he meant to tell his mother the truth, don't start.

So, Wen Renyuan told a story that was not too long but was enough to shock Yan Qing.

It turned out that the person had left a long time ago, and it turned out that the person had left for her. In fact, she knew, but she didn't want to believe this fact.

Yan Qing was silent with wide eyes, and after a long time, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

How many years has it been? She had gradually forgotten his appearance, but she had never forgotten that feeling.

Memory, all at once back to more than 20 years ago.

The dazzling sunlight shook her eyes, her head was sweating, and her palms were wet.

The Yan family does not occupy a large area, but it is not too high a mountain, but the terrain is very good, three sides are cliffs, and the remaining side is full of poisonous fog and dense forests full of poisons, and it is difficult for outsiders to walk safely to the Yan family. But there are always trespassers.

The stone steps are very high, about 30 zhang, about 2 zhang wide, and the stairs are steep.

There is a guard every ten stone steps, each of them is burly, and her eyes are wide open, she doesn't dare to look at it, and the Yama Hall is nothing more than that.

Walk through the stone steps, you will pass through a big square, the square ground is paved by white marble, the middle of the cold eye to think that it is the Taiji map, in fact, it is a huge circle, the inside is divided into two parts in the way of the Taiji map, part of the carving of the mountains and rivers and the birds fly together, part of the carving of the white bones on both sides of the bridge, here is called Yuan Zhitai, what is Yuan Zhi? How many people can understand life and death?

There is a building on the north side of the square, about 30 zhang high, magnificent, the blue tile covers the top of the blue brick brick, there are delicate carvings on the wall, dignified and majestic and exquisite, the wind is very strong here on weekdays, Yan Qing will feel the wind every time he comes here.

This building is called Yuanzhi Building.

Yan Qing, who walked up the stone steps, was stunned, and he also knew what the owner of the family was doing, and the head of the family had not played like this for a long time.

The square was full of Yan family disciples standing on the left and right, silent.

The head of the upper house sat on the bench with an anxious and bored face.

Yan Qing glanced at it, in the center of the square, there was a small cart pulled by a sheep, and on the carriage kneeled a young man in white, his body was stiff, and there was a chain around his neck, and the chain was tied to the sheep.

There are two small doors on either side of the square, and behind the door there will be a small table, on which will be placed two identical boxes.

One box was empty, called Shengmen, and the other box contained everything according to the head of the family, the last time the door of life and death game, the box was a poisonous snake, so the person was thrown in the snake cave, and she shivered coldly when she remembered the appearance of the corpse beyond recognition.

Yan Qing has seen such a scene many times, and he has become numb.

She walked slowly over to meet the head of the house, who was sitting on the throne and waiting to watch the bustle.