You, you ......" Yang Muyun was dumbfounded, speechless in shock.

The other party smiled and waved at him, "What, don't you recognize it?" Our surname is Yang, and my name is Muyun. Raising his hands and feet, even the tone of his voice was exactly the same as his.

"How could this person be so similar to me?" Yang Muyun's gaze looked at Master.

The master smiled, looked at the fake "Yang Muyun", and then turned to him and said, "How about it, if you let him go to someone you know well, will he be recognized?" ”

"No," Yang Muyun shook his head and sighed: "Don't talk about others, even I can't see any flaws." ”

"Yang Gongzi praised it." The fake "Yang Muyun" grinned.

"What about Chen Chengfeng? Where is he now? The master asked the fake "Yang Muyun".

"I settled him in Yuhe Town, in the northern suburbs outside the capital," fake" Yang Muyun glanced at the real Yang Muyun, "The rest can be left to Yang Gongzi to do." ”

"Well," the master nodded, and asked again, "Has Chen Chengfeng seen through your identity?" ”

"Didn't Yang Gongzi say it just now?" The fake "Yang Muyun" smiled: "He can't see any flaws in my pretence." ”

"Okay," the master bowed his head and said, "What about Zheng Hong, with Chen Chengfeng?" ”

"Zheng Hong died in battle that day," Yang Muyun said, "along with thousands of soldiers of the avant-garde of the government army, they were buried in that valley." ”

"It's a pity, it......'s a pity," the master glanced at Yang Muyun with regret, "If you can rescue Zheng Hong, you can also sell Wu'an Hou Zheng Neng a big favor." ”

"Master means to let the disciple bring Chen Chengfeng back?" Yang Muyun followed his gaze and said, "Give him to Ningyang Hou?" ”

"What, do you still want him to do this?" Master's gaze looked at the fake "Yang Muyun" and said.

If Yang Gongzi doesn't object, "fake" Yang Muyun "smiled and said: "I am very willing to do it for you." This made Yang Muyun's heart skip a beat.

"No, no," the master smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay for others to say, it's just that Chen Siyu and Mu Yun had affection, and they used to live in the same room...... You can't hide it from him. ”

"I didn't expect this," fake" Yang Muyun glanced at Yang Muyun with a smile, "It seems that I can't do it if I think a good person will be able to do it in the end." ”

"Okay, okay, you've done a good job," Master smiled at him, "It's been hard for you along the way, the task has been completed, you better go down and rest early!" ”

"Thank you, Master," false" Yang Muyun bowed to the master, "Actually, the Chen Gongzi who was guarded by the Tartar was not tight, and the disciple didn't make too much effort to rescue him......" raised his head and glanced at the master, "The disciple retreated." He turned to Yang Muyun again, "Young Master Yang, take your leave." ”

"Oh......" Yang Muyun wanted to return the courtesy, but he didn't know what to call him, so he couldn't call him "Yang" Gongzi too, opened his mouth, but still didn't say it.

The fake "Yang Muyun" smiled, turned around and walked out of the house.

After the door panel was closed, Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask, "Master, who is this person?" Why does he look so much like his disciple? ”

"How difficult it is to find someone who looks exactly like you," Master smiled leisurely, "You have been wandering around the rivers and lakes for some days, can't you see that he used the disguise technique?" ”

"Master said he was disguised?" Yang Muyunqi said: "How can he even speak and behave ......?"

"Like you, huh?" Master smiled lightly, "Actually, this is also very easy to explain, he has seen you before, and with his intelligence, it is not difficult to remember your appearance and demeanor and imitate it." ”

"He's seen me before, who is it?" Yang Muyun's mind began to spin rapidly, trying his best to search for who this person would be.

"Don't think about this," the master interrupted his train of thought, "Now what you need to do is to bring Chen Chengfeng in from outside the city, and then send him back to the Hou Mansion safely...... Ningyang Marquis Chen Mao is the Zuo Governor of the former Military Governor's Mansion, if he can help you, your future career will be much smoother. ”

"Well, that's what Master said." Yang Muyun put away his thoughts and responded.

"Do you remember when he told you where Chen Chengfeng was placed?"

"Yuhe Town, a northern suburb outside the capital."

"Very well," Master said, staring at him, "you know what to do next, right?" ”

"Disciple is going to go," Yang Muyun pondered for a moment and then said, "But if the disciple arrives in Yuhe Town, how can he find it?" ”

"You'll know when you arrive," the master smiled slightly, "it's ugly time, and with your light body skills, you should arrive in Yuhe Town before the hour, when the sky is almost dawn, just in time to pick him up and return to the city." ”

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Winter mornings are always late and unusually cold, and usually there are no pedestrians on the road at this time, especially in the wilderness, and not even a ghost will appear.

On an official road in the northern suburbs of the capital, a carriage was galloping, and the carriage was heading towards Desheng Gate due south.

In the carriage, a young man with a somewhat aggrieved expression bowed his hand to Yang Muyun again and again, "Brother Yang Xian, the foolish brother has offended you a lot along the way, and I hope you don't go to your heart." ”

"Where, where," Yang Muyun smiled a little weakly, "Brother Chen's fortune is great, it is the blessing of God, it is pure luck to be able to save you from the Tartars." ”

"Brother Yang Xian, you are really capable, where is the luck?" Chen Chengfeng thought he was pretending to be modest, "If you change someone, I'm afraid you and I will have to be buried outside the plug and return to the capital?" Let's wait for the next life! ”

"Oh?" Yang Muyun blinked his eyes and followed his words: "Brother Chen, don't you still remember how I saved you that day?" ”

"Why don't you remember," Chen Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Yang Xian flew away that day and killed all directions!" ”

"Hmm......" Yang Muyun's face was a little unnatural, and he said vaguely: "Brother Chen...... Brother Chen is a little too exaggerated! ”

"Brother Yang Xian, why should you be too modest," Chen Chengfeng said with a smile: "Your ability foolish brother and Tianhe and Wenying all know that the Tartar military camp was on fire everywhere that day, you rode a white horse, made a spear, brought a foolish brother, rushed left and right in the camp, I don't know how many Tartars died under your spear...... In ancient times, Zhao Zilong Changban Slope was seven in and seven out, but it was just like that. ”

"Well, it turns out that he made the gun ......" Yang Muyun nodded, and fell into deep thought again.

"Brother Xian, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing, you go on, he takes you on horseback...... No, no, I'll ride a horse and take you left and right, and then what? ”

"You're really strange," Chen Chengfeng's eyes turned different, "Don't you remember what happened that day?" ”

"No, no," Yang Muyun hurriedly defended: "What Brother Chen said is so expressive, I feel that it is not me!" ”

"Really?" Chen Chengfeng glanced at him strangely, "Why do you look weird today, not as free and easy as before?" ”

Yang Muyun smiled, "I'm about to enter the capital, I can't help but think about it a little more, Brother Chen, don't be surprised." ”

"Oh," Chen Chengfeng suddenly lowered his voice as if he had suddenly thought of something, "Isn't Brother Xian afraid that Zhu Shizi will come back to embarrass you again?" ”

"Brother Chen's expectations are good," Yang Muyun said with a gloomy expression: "The junior brother is not as good as a lord like Brother Chen, once he angers the dignitaries, he doesn't even have a person to support him......"

"Then the foolish brother is supporting you," Chen Chengfeng took over his words, "Zhu Yi is my brother-in-law, although his father Cheng Guogong is the governor of the Five Military Governors' Mansion, he can only stay in the Chinese Military Governor's Mansion, and my grandfather can control the former Military Governor's Mansion!" At that time, I begged my grandfather to send an order to transfer you to the former military governor's mansion, how can my brother-in-law be difficult for you anymore? ”

"This ...... That little brother is here, thank you Brother Chen. Yang Muyun said and bowed to Chen Chengfeng.

"You and I are lifelong friends, so why do you need to be so polite?" Chen Chengfeng's words changed, "But the foolish brother also knows how you got married to my brother-in-law...... and said, "You can't have anything to do with each other anymore." ”

"It turns out that he has been keeping his distance from me before, and that's why." Thinking of this, Yang Muyun patted his chest and assured him: "Brother Chen, don't worry, I already have a wife, and Siyu is also married, and there is no more personal relationship between me and her." ”

"Really?" Chen Chengfeng glanced at him and said, "There is no personal relationship, not necessarily, right?" Before the expedition, the emperor inspected the whole army, and the appointing officer of your general flag was not given to you by Siyu

？ ”

"I can't hide anything from Brother Chen," Yang Muyun smiled bitterly, "Little brother was idle at home all day those days, Siyu took pity on me, so she got such an appointment certificate for me, in fact, I really have nothing to do with her, I can swear by ...... curse."

"Okay, okay," Chen Chengfeng waved his hand and said: "You don't swear by swearing, as long as you are honest and don't clean up some moths, I promise that the grievances between you and my brother-in-law will be revealed." ”

"Brother Chen takes care of the little brother so much, how can the little brother not know how to lift?"

"It's good that you know," Chen Chengfeng looked at him and smiled slightly, "You are a strong martial artist and a well-versed in literature and ink, my grandfather may like you when he sees you!" ”

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Ningyang Hou Mansion is located in Qingfeng Hutong in Yongfang, Yang Muyun saw the Hou Mansion, and was about to leave, where is Chen Chengfeng willing to follow, and forced him to get out of the car and knock on the door of the mansion.

The vermilion door of the Hou Mansion with copper nails opened a crack, revealing a gray-haired head through the crack in the door.

"Uncle Dou, it's me!" Chen Chengfeng smiled and greeted the white head.

"Are you...... Young Master Sun? Hua Bai rubbed his eyes, and when he saw it clearly, he shouted excitedly, "Young Master Sun, it's really you, you...... You're back. He immediately turned around and shouted loudly to the door: "The eldest young master is back!" ”

The sound came out far away, and the calm Hou Mansion was like a frying pot, and old and young, men and women, walked out of each courtyard and each house. After a while, it was crowded with the courtyard in front of the second gate.

"Chengfeng, are you back?" One of the middle-aged men stepped forward with an excited face, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Chen Chengfeng, thinking that it was his father.

"The child visited his father, and the son made the father worried." Chen Chengfeng said that he was about to kneel down.

"Good, good...... It's good to be able to come back," the middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and looked at Yang Muyun beside him, "This is ......"

"He is the child's life-saving benefactor," Chen Chengfeng introduced: "His name is Yang Muyun, after the child was captured by the Tartars, he rescued the children from the Tartars." ”

"Junior Yang Muyun visits uncle!" Yang Muyun stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite," the middle-aged man waved his hand again and again, "You saved Xiao'er, you are the benefactor of my Chen family, please come inside!" Then he said to Chen Chengfeng: "Your grandfather has been talking about you, you can follow me to see his old man's house!" ”

......

Although the Ningyang Hou Mansion is not as large as the scale of Chengguo Gong, it is also a mansion deep, the house is high and peaceful, there are small bridges and flowing water and hills and forests in the distance, and there are carved corridors and paintings everywhere, which is really magnificent and rich, that is, the doors and windows and pillars are painted with gold and color. Yang Muyun followed the middle-aged man through several courtyards to a tall hall in the inner courtyard, where an old family member led them in.

In the middle of the hall, on a Taishi chair, sat an old man about sixty years old and in good spirits. He wore an ochre-colored round-necked cotton robe, and sat there with a dignified stride. As soon as Chen Chengfeng saw him, he took a few steps, knelt on his knees at a distance from him, and kowtowed, "Grandson Chengfeng knocks on grandpa!" ”

"Okay, you're finally back," the old man said with a smile on his face.

When he got up, Yang Muyun was taken aback, this old man was tall, a head taller than ordinary people, with broad shoulders and thick back, his body was not rickety at all, and his big hands like a fan were full of calluses, which should be caused by holding weapons all year round.

"When Shen Rong came back, he said that you were trapped in Saibei, and I was about to send someone to find out about you," the old man said, "I didn't expect you to come back safely when you arrived at Feng'er." Squinting at Yang Muyun behind him.

Without waiting for the old man to ask, Yang Muyun stepped forward and bowed and said, "The villain Yang Muyun pays a visit to the Hou Ye." "Seeing that this old man is so stylish, it should be Ningyang Hou Chen Mao.

"Grandpa," Chen Chengfeng said to the old man, "He went out with his grandson, and he was a general banner in the army, and his grandson was captured by the Tartars, and it was he who rescued his grandson regardless of the danger...... The grandson can come back to see his grandfather. ”

"So he's your savior?" The old man smiled: "Since you have shared hardships in life and death, then you are not an outsider." With a wave of his sleeves, "Mr. Yang, don't be polite, please take a seat!" There is a majesty in the words that people can't refuse.