The dark sky was covered with thick dark clouds, the drizzle of cattle was blowing, the willows that had not yet drawn their branches shook their heads in the rain, and two swallows lived under the eaves on the east side, and their dark and slender bodies shuttled around in the rain curtain, and then returned to the beam. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dark room of the Bachelor's Mansion, Shen Fengyi was dressed in a neat black satin robe, his expression was respectful and serious, and his steps were a little heavy.

When he walked to a secret door by the wall, he paused, carefully adjusted his emotions, and then slowly turned the mechanism, and the secret door immediately made a heavy noise, and then opened in response.

Behind the door is actually a mourning hall! Although the place is not large, the incense, candles and curtains are very complete, and it can be seen from the slightly thicker layer of dust on the offering table that this place is not often frequented and cared for.

Looking up, there is a tablet neatly placed behind the candlestick, which is engraved with the words "Mother Pan Lingxiu".

As soon as he entered here, Shen Fengyi's expression was a little sluggish, his slightly cloudy eyes were a little gray, and his chest rose and fell violently, and then it seemed to be deliberately suppressed.

It's another year, and only tonight does he open the door of this little mourning hall, and then sit down for a while, and put on a stick of incense.

He finally took a step, brushed the dust off the altar with his hands, and then blew out the incense burner and candles, and set them up neatly.

"Mother," he said astringently, his voice hoarse.

Although her face had only existed in his memory for a short year, and although he could no longer remember her appearance, his throat still choked up involuntarily when he shouted the word.

There was only one word, and then there was no more sentence.

He only quickly picked up the incense on the table, blew the fire fold in his hand to light the incense, and then bowed three times and inserted the burning incense into the incense burner.

Shen Fengyi's expression was solemn, his jaw was tight, and his lips were pursed. Then, he sat on the ground and lit the yellow paper in his hand with a charcoal basin.

"Mother," another sound, as if squeezed out of his throat, "son, I'm about to avenge you and our Pan family." The flickering light of the fire reflected his eyes red, and he did not stop moving, and continued: "This time, I will never give them a chance to turn over. ”

The yellow mounted paper burned quickly, and seemed to be responding silently.

On May 17, Liang Wen and his soldiers embarked on a journey to the border with the expectations of Beixin, and the day before their departure, Yueluo sent a small force to bypass Feicheng and attacked a village around Beixinluokou City, which was adjacent to Feicheng.

Although there were no casualties in the village, the villagers were looted and their houses burned, leaving them homeless.

Bei'an Huang was furious and named Liang Wen to go to Luokou City to station. Everyone understands that this is a clear provocation, it is just not known whether the decision of their majesty is correct or not.

On the 27th of the same month, Liang Wen arrived at Luokou City and stationed 30,000 elite soldiers in Jiuge Mountain, forty miles away from Feicheng, with obvious threats. But the 80,000 Yueluo soldiers who were originally stationed outside Feicheng retreated and returned to the city, not giving Beixin a chance to meet at all.

On the morning of the same day, Dong Yuan, who had been standing still, attacked with a small force, and destroyed the Beixin outpost outside the Lingci Pass, and also detained two soldiers guarding the outpost.

The news came back to Xinjin one after another, and there were more and more guards outside the walls of the Yuan Mansion, and the inner and outer three floors surrounded the mansion, and even the mother-in-law who bought vegetables was not released.

In front of the desk, Yuan Hongxuan was holding a scroll in his hand and looked at it seriously.

Hua Pozi carried the basket, shook her head and sighed, and as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't help but complain to Yuan Hongxuan.

"Childe, what do you say about this, it's been three days, I went out to buy some food, but the official won't let me go, and if it goes on like this, don't talk about vegetables, I don't even have to put rice in the pot."

She spread her hands out, looked helpless, and said with a bitter face.

Qimang, who was making tea on the side, bowed his head and said nothing, only frowned and pinched a small handful of the remaining tea leaves in the tea can, and put them into the 'huge' teapot.

Yuan Hongxuan took his eyes off the scroll in his hand, and then swept over the two of them, "Eat whatever you want!" ”

Hua Pozi knew that Childe was an indifferent person, no matter what she did, he never said anything, and every time she asked, 'The food is palatable', and so on, the answer is often "yes".

Hua Pozi didn't say anything more, turned around and went back to the kitchen to cook. At this time, it can only make do, fortunately, there are only four people in the house, and the dumb man who guards the door does not eat much, so it should be no problem for a few more days.

It wasn't until Mrs. Hua walked into the kitchen from the courtyard that Yuan Hongxuan put down the scroll in his hand and looked up at the sun that was half covered by clouds.

The tip of his nose moved lightly, it had just rained last night, and the air was filled with the smell of earth mixed with grass and trees, and it smelled very good.

Just as he was about to get up, the dumb man who guarded the door stumbled in, and as soon as he arrived, he pointed his fingers and "babbled" and didn't know what to say.

Qimang frowned, he held the teapot and looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what the dumb man was saying.

"Bring another cup! There are guests coming. also let Granny Hua stop being busy, and lunch has also been settled. Yuan Hongxuan seemed to have understood what the dumb man was expressing, he shook the folds on his clothes and walked to the door.

As expected, after a while, Bei Yiyuan's figure appeared at the door, followed by two retinues, and more than a dozen guards in armor.

"I've seen the distant prince." Yuan Hongxuan respectfully saluted towards Bei Yiyuan, and the distance between the two seemed to be invisibly stretched far away.

"You and I need to be so polite." Bei Yiyuan was about to step forward to help, but the latter dodged and forced the ceremony to finish.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his sword eyebrows furrowed.

"Just wait here! At noon, I will dine with the Nine Emperor Princes. ”

"But ......", one of the guards in front of him was about to speak, but his fierce eyes forced the words back into his throat.

"Uh......, yes, my subordinates obey orders."

The door was finally shut, and only two people were left sitting around the table in the quiet hall.

"Brother Hongxuan, how are you doing?" As soon as Bei Yiyuan spoke up, he felt that what he said was inappropriate. Under siege, who will be better?

"Good." Yuan Hongxuan's return was light and light, and it seemed that it was not himself who was trapped, but the man on the other side.

"I ......", Bei Yiyuan didn't know what to say, turned his head and saw the food box on the table with his entourage, "This is what I specially brought from 'Rong Ao Lou', all of them are what you like on weekdays." ”

He eagerly opened the food box and pushed it in front of his friend. But I always felt that my body was stiff, and even the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Thank you." Yuan Hongxuan raised his eyes, and his eyes were finally not as strange and alienated as they were just now, and had a little warmth. (To be continued.) )