"At first, the samurai Tong married the Xiangli clan and gave birth to sons Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, and the three sons died young. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info later married Yang and gave birth to Wu Shun, Wu Zhao and Wu Ming" Li Chengdao spit out everything he knew as if he was endorsing.

"That!" The old man clenched his fists, "Your Highness must also know...... Why did I remarry Yang! ”

"While serving in the Guards, Samurai's wife, Saristo, and a son, who remained in his hometown, died one after another. The samurai was diligent in his duties and did not return home. Later, after the emperor learned of this situation, he specially praised him. After the death of the Xiangli clan, he also left two boys, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang. Soon after the death of Samurai Tong's wife, the emperor took the initiative to consider the question of remarrying for his "honest, thrifty" and "loyal and diligent" old friend. And the emperor selected the daughter of Yang Da, a nobleman of the Sui Dynasty, and ordered Princess Guiyang to host the marriage, and all the marriage expenses were paid by the treasury! ”

"Your Highness still doesn't understand here?" The old man finally opened his eyes—those cloudy eyes, full of guilt, but Li Chengdao could not find the slightest remorse.

"I don't understand!" Li Chengdao couldn't bear to continue asking, but reality required him to continue asking, "You can understand that the two brothers hate them, but don't like them, what's the matter with the three sisters?" ”

"They're not wrong, none of them are wrong!" The old man buried his head and laughed at himself, "It's just me who is wrong - I don't ..... when Isato is sick."

There were some things he couldn't say anymore, so he intermittently said, "When their brother entered Beijing, my wife and I were already married...... Moreover, I sent Shun'er and them back with them after that....."

"So they think you didn't go back because you had already married again, leaving the four of them behind? I hate you even more for not remembering the old love, and even when their aunt and brother died, they didn't come to see him and her last time with her? Li Chengdao closed his eyes, and an unknown tremor drifted through his hoarse voice.

"It's me who I'm sorry for their mother, I'm sorry for San Lang!" The old man revisited his memories and remorse, unable to extricate himself.

What a headache!

At this time, Li Chengdao calmed down after his anger, and rubbed his head again.

How did it develop to the point where he had to solve family conflicts for their family!?

It's getting messy!

Then there is a Helan family waiting in line!

What a headache!

No wonder the feudal rulers liked to raise the butcher's knife - this is the simplest, most direct and effective way to solve the problem!

……

Eyes reversed, on the market.

Li Ke is leading Wu Shun and his sister around aimlessly in the lively city, of course, only he and Wu Shun are not here, and the remaining little girls will not be like them as long as they can hold hands and be excited all day, but Li Ke from time to time is "peeking" at the martial arts lady, which makes Linchuan have a feeling that he is being ignored.

- If I had known, I wouldn't have come! Although I have been accustomed to my own existence as an obstacle for others, it is uncomfortable to experience it again at this time.

The little girl Wu Zhao didn't have so many scruples, but her gloating smile like a little fox made Linchuan very angry.

As for the little sister of the martial arts, she directly regards herself as the protagonist "Second Sister and Second Sister!" I'm going to eat that! She pointed to the nearby noodle stall and muttered, shaking Wu Zhao's arm and pouting as she spoke—she still chewed a piece of candy in her mouth.

"Good! Second sister buys! Wu Zhao showed a helpless look, but his clear eyes flashed with a hint of shame - he seemed to have never been with his sister well.

"Let's go together - I haven't given you a meeting gift, and this time I'm treating, so let's take it as a small apology!" Under the huge "hint" that Linchuan pinched his palm, Li Ke finally regained some of his senses, and hurriedly followed, knowing what he should do at this time......

At the same time, under the city of Jingzhou.

"Dalang! We're in Jingzhou! Outside an ordinary carriage, an old man in simple clothes knocked on the door of the car and informed his family in the car.

"Fauber has worked hard!" A handsome and confident young man in plain clothes walked out of the car, and the standard sword eyebrows were slightly frowned. The appearance of Pan An, coupled with the natural righteousness brought by the sword eyebrows, coupled with the slight melancholy of the frowning eyebrows, makes this young man even more attractive to passers-by - a lively ancient melancholy little fresh meat - is also one of the best choices for a self-reliant strong woman.

"It's finally here!" Looking at the tall city gate, the old man sighed with nostalgia.

"But I'm a long time late!" The sword-eyed young man took over.

"The valley collapse, natural and man-made disasters, it is inevitable, I want to come to the Martial Arts Guild to understand!" The old man comforted confidently that his eldest man always thinks too much and hurts his body!

"Everything is not going well, and the fate is bad~" The young man did not agree with his words, nor did he refute it, but just shook his head with a wry smile and muttered, "This trip is not easy!" ”

"Let's go into town!" After saying that, the young man did not enter the carriage, but got out of the carriage and walked into the city.

The old man was not dissuaded, and skillfully got on the car and kept up with the young master in front of him.

"Da Lang, let's not go to Wufu?" Seeing his eldest man parked in front of an inconspicuous inn, the old man hesitated.

"Let's take a good look at Jingzhou first!" The young man smiled with relief: "Maybe when I go back, I won't have a chance!" ”

"Da Lang, Wu Gong is an old friend of the master for many years, and he will not go to tea and cold like some people in Beijing!" The old man smiled, full of confidence, as if he was recalling the green days of his youth.

"Bad luck at home!" The young man suddenly closed his eyes, his face sad, "The family is unfortunate!" ”

As if recalling something, neither of them said anything more, but silently stepped into the inn......

And Li Chengdao Wushi Tong and the others didn't know that the person they were waiting for had settled in Jingzhou, let alone that things were far more difficult than they imagined; As for Li Ke and his ilk, they are still wandering around the market, immersed in hard-won happiness, completely unaware that this short-term and uncertain happiness is like a bubble in the sun, although it is gorgeous and colorful, it bursts at the touch of a button.

And by the time the person concerned arrived at the Assassin's Mansion, it was already three days later......

"Knock knock!" Early in the morning, there was a knock on the vermilion door.

It was a young man in plain clothes and sword eyebrows, followed by an old man in plain clothes.

On the road, the pedestrians coming and going in the cold wind couldn't help but glance at these two people who were wearing plain clothes in recent years, and a little doubt flashed in their eyes, but no one dared to come forward to ask. Because, they knocked on the door of the supreme governor of Jingzhou, the Assassin's Mansion!

"Come on, come on! Who is it? Inside the door, a childish voice came, and the voice was full of joy. Without it, the joy of the New Year and the happiness of the master of the house also infected the doorman in the house.

The young man frowned slightly, but there was no echo.

"Squeak" the red red door opened, and a small guy walked out from behind the door, with a young face and a thick doubt-

"Who are you?" Cautious tone, lest they get a hint of bad news from their mouths that does not correspond to the festive year and should not appear.

"Please Xiaolangjun report to the Duke of Yingguo, and say that the son of the deceased is here!" The young man did not have a trace of arrogance, and bent down to ask the little servant.

"Then you wait!" The little guy saw that it was not from the old mansion, so he put his mind at ease, but he didn't dare to lead people into the door like this, after all, there were a few big people in the house, and he couldn't be negligent at all!

After speaking, he turned around and ran quickly to the companion who was sweeping the floor in his field of vision, whispered a few words in his ear, and saw him running to the study, only then turned around and smiled, "Lang Jun and this old man wait first, the little slave has already found someone to inform my master!" "Since they claim to be the sons of their own masters, then nine times out of ten they are big shots! With his own master's character, even if he is the son of an old man, he will help one or two! So I'd better pay attention to myself.

"I would venture to ask if there are any guests in the house?" The young man is still that humble look.

"A few distinguished guests came to the house a few days ago!" Seeing the young man bowing his waist, the little guy was a little panicked, and hurriedly bowed down to answer, honestly afraid.

"......" The young man was thinking, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw an old man taking the lead and walking quickly from the house!

"Fulai?" The old man hurried over, still panting slightly because of his eagerness. After calming down, the person who came was finally confirmed.

"Hey! It's an old slave! The old man behind the young man in front of him replied with a slight tremble, and there seemed to be tears in his cloudy eyes.

"Blessings!" The samurai stepped forward and grabbed the old man's hand tightly, full of excitement, "You are old!" ”

"Yes! The old slave is old! Wu Gong doesn't look the same as when he was young! The old man hid his tears and smiled.

"The old man is old, and he has learned to be smooth!" Wu Bo, who arrived at Wen Xun, also stepped forward with a smile and teased his old friend beside Wu Shi Tong.

"Wu Gong is not old, but Wu Lao is old!" The old man who was teased was not polite, but he fought back directly.

"Hahaha......" looked at each other speechlessly, and the three half-hundred-year-old people laughed heartily, after all, they were over half a hundred, and they could see their old friends again, recalling the youthful frivolity of the year, I have to say that it is a great blessing in life!

"How can the lord let the guests stand outside the door!" And the Yang family, who arrived when he heard the sound, only after seeing their excitement calm down a little, did he appear and count down his master with a smile.

"Yes! Old fool! Wu Shi Tong smiled bitterly and patted his head, "This is the kid from the Helan family, right?" While laughing, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

"That's the kid!" The young man sighed secretly, bowed forward and bowed to the Wu family couple, "Boy, Helan Yueshi, I have seen Uncle Wu, Aunt Wu!" ”

"Yue Shixian's nephew is too polite!" Seeing his dignified appearance and politeness, the samurai Tong felt even more guilty in his heart, "When you arrive at the samurai's house, you should be like your own home!" Back then, you Ayeko didn't see you like this! As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the young Helan, and pulled him in without saying anything: "Come on!" Enter the door with your uncle! I'm going to ask you how Aya gave birth to such a handsome and polite son! ”

Behind him, Wu Bo also took Fu Bo's hand, "We want to have a good drink tonight!" Let's see if you old boy still have a lot of drink! ”

"Hehe......" Fu Bo just smiled, a little perfunctory, because the Wu family's enthusiasm was too much, which meant that something had changed!

People walk to tea and cool......

This book was first published in Book King