In a small border village hidden in the mountains and forests outside Suzhou City, the village chief, who had just passed the age of confusion but had a very old face, shook his head and sighed from outside the house.

The village chief's wife raised her head, saw that her husband's face was not good, and hurriedly patted the little grandson next to her and asked him to find his mother, "How is it?" ”

"It's going to change, and those nobles plan to leave tomorrow." The village chief shook his head and sat down next to his wife, took the tea that his wife poured for him, and after it was slightly cool, he drank it in one gulp, "What a pity!" ”

"That's good! At least let the people in our village save money, and this year can have a good year. The village chief's wife said.

A month ago, a group of people came to their village, dressed in good materials they had never seen before, riding a tall horse, riding in a beautiful and luxurious carriage, the little lady who got off the car, dressed in exquisite costumes, which they had never imagined, and the jewelry on her head was even more dazzling.

I thought it was already a fairy, but who knew that the little lady turned her hand, and the man and lady who helped it down were the real immortals. Everyone thought that they would get lost in the mountains and turn to the village, but they generously rented several families connected to the village and recruited people from the village to help.

This year, everyone can be more relaxed.

"By the way, someone from the second daughter-in-law's mother's house came and said that her sister-in-law gave birth and asked her to go back."

"Yes, get some more chickens for her to bring back." The village chief rubbed his eyes, took another sip of tea and explained to his wife.

The village chief's wife responded, got up and went to the stove room, and after a while, there was a sound of chopping vegetables, and then the pot was fried, the aroma burst, and the village chief sucked hard. I felt that my nasal cavity was full of vegetable fragrance, and the corners of my mouth were slightly upturned.

At night, several guards escorted the cloaked masters to the car, and a man dressed as a steward walked last, after the door was closed. The coachman shook the reins slightly and drove away slowly, and the steward saw the car go away, and waved his hand to a few men in black beside him, who moved quickly like wolves and tigers, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

The steward closed the courtyard door and tossed the torch in his hand. Thrown into the courtyard, snorted, the fire spread rapidly, the steward looked at it and turned his head, and took the reins handed by the little man in Tsing Yi. Skillfully turned over and got on the horse, the little guy followed the horse, and not long after, the black-clothed man who had just dispersed appeared again, the tip of the sword in his hand was still dripping blood, and the steward coldly reminded the man, and the man grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped the blood beads on the tip of the sword.

"Alright! Let's go! ”

The steward raised his hand and led the way away, and the men in black also turned over and followed closely behind. From time to time, he threw the fire fold in his hand into the house he passed, and the fire lit up the night sky, and the air was filled with a scorching smell. Except for the sound of the god of fire devouring all things, there was silence all around, there was no voice, and there was no rooster and dog barking, as if between heaven and earth, except for the group of people riding forward. There will be no living creatures.

The village chief's in-laws did not wait for a long time to inform their daughter's grandson to return, and they did not wait for her to return. After waiting for the daughter-in-law to wash the three, Fang came to the door unhappily. From a distance, he saw that his son-in-law's house had been burned to the ground, and his in-laws' legs were weak, so he had to help his son, and the father and son supported each other in a panic, and slowly approached, and the whole village was affected by Zhurong.

"Go, go and look around, is there any room for life?" The old man urged his son, and the young man answered, raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears, bit his lip tightly, and looked around, and the broken walls were full of charred corpses.

After hearing what his son said about the situation, the old man shook his head and said, "How can a good person suffer such a catastrophe!" ”

"Dad, do you want to report to the official?"

"Yes, of course, this is not a natural disaster, this is a man-made disaster." The old man thought that not long ago, the old wife of the family told him with envy that the daughter of her mother-in-law's village had come to the village and found the villagers to help with the work, and it would be nice if this kind of good thing fell on their village.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!

"Let's go to the official, go to the official, this must be the trouble caused by those nobles, my poor daughter! Ah-ko! I knew that Grandpa wouldn't let you run this trip! ”

The young man sadly supported his father, one foot high and one foot low back to the village, they lived in a remote area, and they had to go back to borrow cattle and ride to the city to report to the officials.

Suzhou City learned of the tragedy in the mountain village seven days after the incident.

Slaughter Village.

Who did this poison? A few months ago, a group of people came to Lijia Village, whose status was valuable and generous, and the people in the village thought that they had good luck, and the nearby villages were envious, doing some light work, and earning more money than they hunted and planted fruits.

No one thought that they would suddenly suffer a catastrophe.

The case was stalemate, and after an experienced autopsy, before the fire in Daolijia Village, there was no living population in the village, not even livestock.

After counting the number of people, no one in Lijia Village was spared, and a grandson of the village chief's relatives was added.

"What kind of person is this! It's so cruel that even newborn dolls don't let go. He Zhifu sighed, and General Peng, who was invited to the banquet, made a straight face, "Lao He, you came to me to listen to you complain about this?" ”

"No, no, yes, cough, cough, I want to talk to you about my children."

"Hey, this is not to ask me, our family is my mother-in-law, I dare to interfere, her wife will definitely turn with me, I don't dare to provoke her. Don't hurt me! ”

General Peng smiled and slapped He Zhifu's back several times, but He Zhifu was blocked back before he could speak, and he was slapped a few times, almost not spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

He Zhifu laughed a few times, trying to mention the marriage of his own children, but Peng Xijin was the old fox who played haha nonsense, and when the banquet was dispersed, He Zhifu failed to push his children out as he wished.

General Peng led a group of personal soldiers out of Suzhou City, and as soon as he left the city gate, he lowered his face and said to his cronies beside him: "Send someone to Lijia Village to see if there is any mark of the Fuyang Marquis Mansion." ”

"The general is suspicious?" The cronies wondered.

"I guess the people who stopped in Lijia Village were the Yang family eleven lang and his wife."

The cronies said suspiciously: "General, weren't they robbed and disappeared?" Judging by the confessions of the surrounding villages, the guards were protecting them, not imprisoning them. ”

"Of course. If I were the Hou Ye, it would also be a worry. "He is now a resident general in his own right, and he no longer obeys the orders of Fuyang Hou in everything. If he is the Marquis of Fuyang, if he wants to send his grandson to the northwest to serve his sentence, he will also worry about his safety, not to mention a little daughter-in-law!

"I remember, Yang Shiyi Lang married a clan girl?"

"Yes! The youngest granddaughter of King Lu. Tsk, that little lady is arrogant! Jingli first said that she ran away from home for Du Xiang's grandson, do you remember the second young master Du? ”

"Remember, how not! Hehe, Lao He's daughter whose eyes are above the top. Isn't it love at first sight for him, shouting that if you don't marry, you have to rely on someone else for life and death? ”

The cronies grinned, "That's it! The result is really delightful! The second young master Du didn't pay attention to her at all, and he was also indebted to the husband and wife of He Zhifu for being so indulgent. ”

The corners of General Peng's mouth curled slightly. Yes, let her look down on his grandson! Hum! It's time for her to taste what it's like to be dismissed!

A few days later, the prefect of He reported to the imperial court that the village of Biancheng Mountain was slaughtered, suspected of being invaded by foreigners, and was destroyed for some reason.

A mountain village in the border pass was slaughtered by foreigners, and it did not attract attention from the court, and the Marquis of Fuyang was in front of the palace gate. Saying goodbye to his colleague, and just as he was about to get into the car, a small guy stepped forward and handed him a letter. "Master Hou, this is a letter from the northwest."

Fuyang Hou pinched the letter and got into the car, after the car door was closed, he hurriedly opened the letter, and as soon as the letter was opened, a waist card fell from it. Fuyang Hou felt his blood surging, and looked at the waist card for a long time. before I went to read the letter.

A foul word broke out in the car, and the driver trembled slightly. Then he regained his composure, "Get the old man back for me immediately, and let him go to Lotus Hutong." ”

The coachman promised loudly, raised his hand to summon the accompanying guards, whispered a few words to the other party, the guards left the team, and Fuyang Hou's car turned to Lotus Hutong, and the car dealer soon came to Fuyang Hou's other courtyard in Lotus Hutong.

The courtyard is delicate and beautiful, and the warblers and Yanyan who received the notice came one after another, and when they saw Fuyang Hou, they greeted them with a smile, and Fuyang Hou originally had a straight face, but when he met them, he was like meeting the winter snow of Chunyang, and his heart softened into water.

The beauties are coquettish and flattering, and the Marquis of Fuyang responds to their requests one by one.

When Master Yang arrived, he happened to hear the woman's pleading and the father's low roar from the house.

He is not a chick, why don't you know what the men and women in the house are doing, "When did Master Hou go in?" He asked the pretty maid who served the tea, and touched the silky little hand, the maid had already passed through the personnel, and greeted her coquettishly, and the old man Yang saw her bending to be happy, and immediately rubbed the towering jade rabbit unceremoniously, and the pretty girl wanted to welcome and refuse, but the old man Yang was impatient to tear off her skirt and sail straight into the port, and achieved good things in the hall.

When he was happy, he got dressed up a little, and then left the maid, and the old father snored like thunder in the house, and the old man snorted coldly, and asked people to prepare a room for him, and he wanted to rest.

When he woke up, he and the pretty girl who was turned over the red wave just pushed the door in, "Master Hou is awake?" ”

"Wake up, the slave has come to invite you over." The pretty maid blushed, and the eldest lord couldn't help but put his hands on her, and after a long grind, he walked away, leaving the maid hungry and thirsty to look at him away.

When Fuyang Hou saw his eldest son coming in, he threw the letter from the northwest in his face, and the eldest man took it neatly.

"What is this?"

"Have you heard about the slaughter of the northwest mountain village?"

"Two days ago, the brothers in the clan came back from the northwest and told my son."

Fuyang Hou raised his chin and motioned him to read the letter, the eldest man opened the letter and saw that the waist card changed suddenly, "This is what Lao He asked people to deduct." Fuyang Hou paused, squinted and stared at his eldest son, "Let me ask you again, how are you going to deal with this matter?" ”

"She also feels sorry for her son."

"You can't drag everyone in the family into the water just because she feels sorry for her son." Fuyang Hou sighed, "Clean up as soon as possible, you should keep interrupting, don't blame me for doing it for you." ”

The eldest lord nodded dejectedly, and turned around to leave, "That girl just now, I'll reward you." Fuyang Hou said lightly, and the eldest lord turned around and thanked him.

Not long after, it was rumored that Mrs. Yang was occasionally infected with wind cold, the time sequence was about to enter winter, the climate was changeable, and it was not surprising that she was infected with wind and cold, but Mrs. Yang seemed to be worried about the safety of her son and wife, and she was depressed, and she did not get better.

At the same time, news came from the Qiang Department that the king's body gradually recovered, his eldest brother died in the battle against the Wu clan, and the younger brother was killed by the Northern Qi, and the Qiang Empress Dowager fell ill due to excessive sadness. (To be continued)

ps: Thank you for the sachet that is as light as the kamikaze children's shoes, today is very clumsy, when cooking things are burned by the side of the pot, fortunately there are no blisters, it is a red piece, and it will be pressed to the injury when typing