Feng Junwei hooked his lips and smiled, and walked in. The rumors outside all say that he is angry and Zuo Xiang, looking at Ye Lingya's performance, it doesn't look like he believes the rumors. Since Ye Lingya gave him this step, how can it not be reasonable? Besides, Ye Lingya is still very useful to him.

Feng Junwei walked straight to the mourning hall, and when he saw Feng Qiao, who was dressed in a vegetarian body, he snorted disdainfully, "Tut-tut, it's really a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken."

Feng Qiao got up, as if he hadn't heard Feng Junwei's mocking words, and bowed his head slightly, "Brother has seen the emperor."

Feng Junwei looked at Feng Qiao with a sneer, and said in his ear in a voice that only two people could hear, "Heh, continue to pretend, others don't know, do you think I don't know yet?" 'Three Princes'? ”

"The younger brother doesn't know what the royal brother is talking about"

"It's okay, one day, I will let everyone see your treacherous true face, these days, you can enjoy the last pleasure"

Huang Yu knelt in front of the hall in a white linen filial piety robe, quietly burning paper money for his father, without saying a word.

Feng Junwei secretly mocked Feng Qiao, and then walked away with a folding fan.

Feng Qiao clattered his palms, he slowly raised his head, and his golden eyes flashed fiercely as he watched Feng Junwei leave. Oh, it's not certain who will kill the deer. The corners of Feng Qiao's mouth hooked up the arc of the evil spirit.

I got the news from Yin Cheng that on the day Zuo Xiang went to Bangyue Pavilion, Feng Junwei and Feng Xiyue agreed to meet in the back building of Bangyue Pavilion, so even if Feng Junwei was angry, there was no evidence of alibi, let alone defend himself. Feng Qiao knew this, so he planned a game, so that Feng Junwei suffered this dumb loss.

Ye Lingya looked at the two people who were facing each other, and the doubts in his heart deepened little by little. Feng Junwei and Feng Qiao are opposite, the former is unassuming and domineering, and the latter is low-voiced and endures humiliation, just looking at the surface, it will definitely make people feel that under the eyes of everyone, it will definitely be the former who invites Zuo Xiang alone, but in the last letter left by his father, why did he stay away from Feng Qiao? Ye Lingya held the letter made of brocade cloth, and his brows furrowed deeply. Father, what the hell is going on?

Seven days have passed, the left phase is buried, and the coffin is buried in the ground.

The mourners sang in unison, the yellow paper was all over the sky, the crying was mournful, the mighty and mighty, and the silver mountain was like a mountain of silver. Ye Lingya took a group of people to wear white clothes and linen, nine steps and one button, in order to set an example of filial piety. Thousands of people wore white cloths on their arms, went out to worship, and for a time thousands of people were empty, and the grief was all over the capital.

In order to pay tribute to this merciful prime minister, an unwritten rule was set: every year in May, everyone in the city should wear plain clothes, and no happy events should be held or killed. After that, the capital was also a lot calmer.

The historian used such a poem in the record to sing about the heroic and extraordinary life of the left minister:

Merry and chic and beautiful,

The famous minister has built immortal achievements.

Send the general to the west to conquer the white,

The members went north to restore Liaodong.

A wolf writes the prosperous world,

Three strands of beautiful hair paint Danqing.

Iron hooves rage behind him,

Forever in the hearts of the famous people.

Three days after the burial, the tomb had been arched, and Mrs. Ye took her children to pay respects. May is rainy and rainy, and it seems that everyone's mood is mixed. The Taoist priest was doing things on the side, the bell rang one after another, and the Taoist priest danced and danced strangely. It is said that a dead man will cross a river in the underworld that does not float in goose feathers, and the purpose of burning the boat is to allow him to cross the river safely and reach the other world.

Mrs. Ye ordered someone to bring a wooden boat to light a torch, and put the torch on the wooden boat with a tarpaulin to cover the rainwater.

—————— the dividing line——————

In the blink of an eye in June, the sycamore tree in the center of the sycamore also bears white flower bones, one by one with buds to be released, very gratifying. Huang Yu sat alone on the rocking chair under the tree and stroked her lower abdomen in a slight daze, this is her usual state, Ye Fan did not dare to disturb, and stayed quietly aside.

The bitter smell of the decoction came from behind, and his footsteps were slow, and Huang Yu didn't have to turn his head to know who was coming. The scent of the tranquilizer made her stop thinking and gradually relax her mind, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked. Wen Yu is like a clear stream, which can wash away all the dirty things in the world, and can also cleanse people's hearts. Only when facing him can she let her guard down.

Wen Yu handed the medicine to Huang Yu's hand, smiled and saw her brows furrowed tightly, and raised her deep pool-like ink pupils to look at him pitifully, "Wen Yu, this medicine is too bitter, can I not drink it?" "If Huang Yu had a tail, he must be shaking desperately at Wen Yu at this time.

Wen Yu shook his head, "Good medicine is good for illness, your body is not well yet, you must drink it." Moreover, this is what I have worked so hard for, Yu'er is so unpleasant, alas, it is so sad"

Huang Yu couldn't see the beauty sad, pinched his nose, and poured it down.

"Ahh It's so bitter, so bitter! Huang Yu fanned his mouth with his hand and looked at Ye Fan, who had been holding back a smile.

Ye Fan spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "Princess, you have eaten all the sugar-pickled plums, you and you stare at the slave maid, and the slave and maid can't turn it into sugar."

Huang Yu pursed his lips and had to turn his gaze to Wen Yu, his eyes turned into stars, this was the last hope.

Wen Yu looked at such a poor Huang Yu, reached out and touched her head, and took out a jar of bayberry from her sleeve like a trick, Huang Yu was overjoyed, and hurriedly twisted one and put it in her mouth, the sweetness drowned out the bitterness, Huang Yu's eyes narrowed with satisfaction, like a well-fed cat.

Suddenly, a white crane roared through the clouds, and its sound was clear and hit the sky through the clouds, it was Feng Qiao's white crane! This crane recognizes the lord, and guards around Feng Qiao on weekdays, but these days it often hovers above the Wutong Residence, and every time Wen Yu appears in its field of vision, it will raise its head to the sky and roar, attracting countless birds to try to attack Wen Yu. Wen Yu has a good heart, he once fed it with fruits, vegetables and meat, and Bai He did not refuse these bribes, he ate first, and continued to be hostile to Wen Yu after eating, he was really an insatiable guy.

Whether it was Feng Qiao deliberately sent to spy on her, or whether this white crane only attacked foreigners, Huang Yu didn't want to hurt it, so he could only let Wen Yu enter the house to hide.

"This white crane is becoming more and more rampant, it just stole the thousand-year-old ginseng I brought from the Yue Kingdom at the pharmacy window, and when it saw me, it flapped its wings and flew away, and now it dares to come? What a good person is deceived by others, alas! Wen Yu smiled and shook his head, but he lost his temper when he was angry, "It's such a fat one, it's a big pot of stew," Wen Yu teased.

The white crane seemed to understand Wen Yu's words, and chirped sharply, and after a while, countless birds either hovered around it or landed on the roof, and the sky was dark.

"Wen Yu! Come in quickly, what kind of majesty are you still doing here?! Huang Yu hurriedly pushed him in, "There are so many birds, it is worth the loss to be pecked by them!" ”

"Huang Yu, you go in first, I have a way" Wen Yu lowered his head, looked at Huang Yu's eyes and said seriously, "If I don't teach it a lesson, what if it pecks you next time it makes a mistake?" "Moreover, I don't want to hide anymore, not only it, but also its owner, Feng Qiao!

Huang Yu was helped into the house by Ye Fan, and looked at Wen Yu in white clothes in the courtyard worriedly in front of the window. Her worries were not only because he was the prince of Yueguo, but more importantly, because she owed Wen Yu too much, and she must not let him take risks anymore.

Seeing that the phoenix feather was gone, the white crane had no worries, the sharp chirping became more and more compact, more and more birds flew to cover the sky, and an eagle was attracted over, and the scream was sensational. The courtyard, which had been sunny and warm just a moment ago, was now as oppressive as it had been before a storm.

There was another chirp, and a huge black shadow in the sky gradually shrank, and the white crane was ordering the eagle to attack Wen Yu! The eagle spreads its wide black wings and flies low, sometimes high and sometimes down, tentatively attacking the man on the ground. Wen Yu stood still, staring at the black shadow, the silver long sword in his hand gradually unsheathed, waiting for an opportunity to move. Suddenly, a black shadow swept across like a meteor and pecked at the man on the ground, Ye Fan screamed in fright and hurriedly covered his eyes. Wen Yu was stunned, turned around sharply, and made a mistake, the long sword slashed at the eagle's shoulder blades, and the sound of the silver and bones colliding, clicking! The eagle obscured Wen Yu's figure, I don't know if it was the sound of a sword breaking or the sound of bones breaking, Huang Yu clenched his hands, his eyes looked at it without blinking, and the silver whip was about to move around his waist.

Truly! One of the eagle's wings was cut off from the roots, and one fell on the plane tree, where it fluttered on the ground a few times, and its breath gradually weakened.

Without waiting for Wen Yu to breathe, the white crane fell straight from the sky like a sharp dagger, and the silver light sword in Wen Yu's hand continued its power, and the silver light was faintly launched.

"Don't hurt it!" Huang Yu shouted, secretly panicking in his heart. The moment Bai He and Wen Yu were in the same frame, Huang Yu's heart suddenly hurt, as if he saw his brothers killing each other.

Wen Yu hurriedly retracted his momentum, and the internal force backlashed so that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, seeing the white crane coming to his eyes, Wen Yu reversed his body by mistake, ah! The shoulder clothes were torn apart by the white crane, leaving a long bloody wound, squatting on the ground gently, covering the bloody wound with his palm, and staring at the white crane with his eyes, this guy will take advantage of the danger of others! Sure enough, the white crane braked sharply near the plane tree, a whirlwind drift, and rushed towards Wen Yu, Wen Yu hurriedly picked up the silver light, held the long sword with one hand against its long beak, and with the other hand, he tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, tying the sharp claws of the white crane, Wen Yu held his breath, grabbed a handful of cartilage powder from his arms, and raised his arm, poof! A burst of white mist instantly enveloped a person and a crane, the white crane realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, and gradually lost its strength before it flew to the height of the plane tree, and the white wings were like a big umbrella that was opened, and the white crane fell quickly.

Wen Yu stepped forward in a few steps, caught the falling white crane, and slowly put it on the ground. The white crane was hit by the cartilage powder, and his two blue eyes stared at Wen Yu, humming and panting, it seemed that he was not angry.

When the birds saw that the king had been caught, they quickly dispersed in the sky, and after a while, the bright sun was restored.

Huang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bang Bang!" A burst of clapping came out, "Wonderful, this king has not seen such a wonderful play for a long time" Listening to this frivolous voice, there is no doubt that Feng Qiao is there. Huang Yu's brow furrowed again.