In the Zen courtyard of Wumen Temple, Ma Sanye,—— that is, Yang Jun stood in front of the window in white clothes, although the dress was leisurely, his eyebrows were still graceful.

The Bodhi branches in the patio are luxuriant, the tips of the leaves are still condensed with the dew of last night, the branches of several potted cypress trees under the tree are coiled, accompanied by the bell from the early morning, a few birds on the Bodhi tree are startled, the sound of chirping pierces the morning mist, and the quiet ancient temple suddenly becomes smart.

Fan Zhou walked behind him and looked out the window with Yang Jun: "Feng Qingqiu's carriage has left Cui's house." ”

Yang Jun raised the corners of his lips, picked up a willow branch in the vase, and dipped it in water and wrote the words dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the windowsill. The water dried up in an instant, and I couldn't see what was written, but from the brushstrokes, the madness and pride in it were obvious.

Fan Zhou saw that the water was dry, and said: "I heard that Xu Ying and Song Che went to Xu's house again yesterday, and after coming back, Song Che returned to the Yamen of the Chinese Army, and then Prince Duan's face was very bad, I am always worried that Xu Ying and they will guess the identity of the third master sooner or later." After all, Fan Cheng had left a portrait of the third master at that time. ”

Yang Jun put the wicker back into the bottle, turned around slowly, and said, "So what? ”

Fan Zhou paused slightly, and then said: "Although we may be sure enough to prevent them from discovering it, if they guess that the third master is the second master Yang back then, I am afraid that this will make them work together to deal with us." The power of Prince Duan's Mansion should not be underestimated, plus the Yang family and the Cui family, as soon as Feng Qingqiu arrives today, then the Feng family will be added——"

"Are you scared?" Before he could finish speaking, Yang Jun had already laughed, "Do you want to retreat?" ”

Fan Zhou froze.

Yang Jun smiled again: "Have you forgotten how I rescued you from the Dou family in the first place?" Have you forgotten that your life was hanging by a thread at the time, and the first thing you did when you woke up was to tell me that you wanted to get rid of the Dou family to avenge your last revenge? If I didn't save you back then, you would have already turned into a piece of soil on the top of the mountains in Yunnan, isn't it too late to hesitate at this time? ”

Fan Zhou lowered his head and said silently, "Yes." But the little one did not regret it. ”

Yang Jun rolled up his wide sleeves and sat on the meditation bed. He also said: "If it weren't for Xu Ying making trouble, just one Song Che wouldn't be a worry. If it weren't for them getting so many clues from us, we would be very close to success. Now, in addition to breaking down their power. We'd better stir up their palaces as well. ”

He picked up a cup of tea, raised his head and laughed, "My greatest wish in life is to send all those who have stood in my way to hell!" When I think of the day they will kill each other, their families will be ruined, their mothers and children will be separated, and husbands and wives will turn against each other. I feel so happy and satisfied! Fan Zhou, you should also be like me, waiting to see the people of the world full of benevolence, righteousness and morality all ruined! ”

Fan Zhou stepped forward slowly, folded his hands and stood firmly: "The little one really can't forget the humiliation he suffered in the Dou family at the beginning. ”

Yang Jun raised his lips and raised his head, his eyes glanced out of the window, his face turned pale casually, and said, "She's here." ”

Fan Zhou looked out, and saw three or five people coming at the gate of the courtyard, led by them who went to lead the way, followed by Feng Qingqiu, who was dressed beautifully. The two maidservants behind her, when she entered the courtyard gate, she called them to retreat outside the door.

He turned back and shook his head with Yang Jun, and went out to greet the door.

Feng Qingqiu followed the guidance and looked at the hidden door, his heart pounding as if he was about to burst out of his throat.

She also looked forward to seeing Cheng Yun in the past, but she had never been so nervous and excited as she was today. She knew that it was because he was not her all before, he was the flower on the cake, but now he was her charcoal in the snow, and she no longer expected to have anything to do with him, but now all her enthusiasm and yearning were pinned on him, and he became precious.

She arrived at the door. In front of the door, there was a decent family member bowing down to greet him. She has seen all the decent subordinates of the Cheng family, but she has not seen this person, in less than two years since she married into the Cui family, have the people around him changed?

She clenched the piece of jade. With a hook, he entered the house.

The window was closed, and the light was dim, so that the man sitting cross-legged under the curtain seemed to have a sad and melancholy air.

"Brother Yun......" Before the words came out, she was already trembling.

How long has it been since she'd called that name? She couldn't remember, she only knew that she hadn't seen him for more than ten days since she was a child. She can't say how much she likes him, whether she loves him to the extent that Cui Jia loves her, she only knows that as long as she sees him, she feels that the world is safe and the years are quiet.

Yang Jun raised his head under the curtain, stretched out his hand to her, and his gentle voice came like a spring breeze: "Come here." ”

She saw the man in her teary eyes, walked over, and sat down across from him.

Yang Jun handed her a handkerchief: "Wipe your tears." ”

She obediently wiped away her tears, then took a deep breath and looked up.

The moment her eyes touched his face, she suddenly froze!

"How?" Yang Jun raised his eyebrows.

"You're not him?!"

She froze there and quickly stood up. The person in front of him is also peerless, and he does not lose to Cheng Yun, and even his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips are more handsome than Cheng Yun, but the vicissitudes and wanton in his eyes are not possessed by the gentle Cheng Yun, and he is indeed not Cheng Yun!

"Who are you?" She stood up, and the thoughts that were circling in her mind and in her bosom instantly dissipated, "How can you have the little marquis's jade pei?!" ”

"Naturally, he gave it to me."

Yang Jun replied calmly, and then took out a plate full of fans, calligraphy and paintings, etc., from under the table, "I not only have the jade pei of the little marquis, but also the ink treasure written by him himself, and even some personal things." I can take out two or three of these jade pei in your hand. You should know that our little marquis is never stingy. ”

Feng Qingqiu looked at him speechlessly.

Of course, she knew that Cheng Yun was not a stingy person, in addition to the rich family property of the Cheng family, just the rewards from the palace every year were piled up, and he was indeed not a person who valued these things outside his body too much. It is precisely because of this that she firmly believes that the jade pei is passed on by him, otherwise, who would want to get close to her?

She quickly calmed down, stepped forward, looked at him, and took the calligraphy and paintings from the basket and opened them.

- It's his own handwriting! She can't be mistaken. The inscription is his name, with his private seal, and occasionally the bamboo leaf imprint of his inscription.

It is impossible for Cheng Yun to lose so many things for no reason, and this kind of thing should be his belongings, so this person is not Cheng Yun's friend?

She thought for a moment and looked at him, "Who the hell are you?" ”

—————— (To be continued.) )