There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the weather is always so capricious.

Someone in the streets of Lanzhou City cleared the snow with brooms to clear a road that was easy to walk, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the branches of the willow trees planted before the mansion beside the road.

There is only a mixture of earthy yellow and white between heaven and earth, which is slightly monotonous.

Walking on the street, there are very few pedestrians, and the few people are also bent necks, holding their hands and walking quickly, never adding more greetings.

During the walk, a big locust tree caught Ye Huan's eyes, with intertwined roots and snow on the branches. Ye Huan remembered clearly that the old man he met before, Gong Yimu, had also instructed him here.

"What's wrong, Brother Ye?" Li Chengqian saw Ye Huan suddenly stop and looked at an old locust tree.

"You wait for me for a moment......"

Ye Huan threw down these words, and walked over with the Yunmo Sword in his hand, he still remembered that the old man Gongyi and the old woman Wan'er lived here. Since he was passing by, Ye Huan visited the two lonely old men by the way to express his gratitude that day.

Before coming to the door, Ye Huan knocked on the door, and waited for a long time in the house, but there was no sound.

Ye Huan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly found that the door bolt had fallen off, and the door was not locked.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Huan slowly pushed open the door, but what he saw was an empty room!

"What's going on?"

Ye Huan was surprised in his heart, he had clearly seen two cheerful and virtuous old men walk into the house. Have the old people moved away? Where did they go again?

At this time, Li Chengqian and several others also followed into the house.

There was nothing in the house, and the only kang was also full of dust, and the beams were covered with gray cobwebs, and the stone ox on the small window blew a breath of white air, and the dust instantly filled the air.

"Looks like I haven't lived in half a year!" Li Tai touched it with his fingers, and it was immediately covered with dust.

"Haven't lived in half a year?"

Ye Huan came back to his senses, and wondered in his heart, Ming Ming Gong and his wife lived here before?! Calculating the time, it has only been more than a month!

"Impossible!" Ye Huan couldn't figure it out.

He hurriedly walked out of the door, and when he saw signs of inhabitation in the adjacent house, he quickly knocked on the door.

"Coming, coming......"

There was a warm and gentle voice from inside the room, a little hoarse, and a moment later the door was opened a crack. The light in the room was dim, and there were simple tables and wooden stools, and Ye Huan found through the cracks that it was an old woman who was nearly seventy years old.

Ye Huan asked her as softly as he could, telling her not to be afraid, because he inadvertently saw the old woman's hand trembling slightly:

"Do you know where the family next door has gone?"

The old woman shook her head.

"Don't you know?" Ye Huan tried not to show disappointment.

"No, I've never had a neighbor next to me! That room has been empty for a year! ”

As soon as the old woman's words came out, Ye Huan was suddenly at a loss, had no one live in it for a year? But why? The memory was so deep, he was sure that there had been a pair of kind old men before.

"What's going on?" Ye Huan was messy.

"What's wrong?"

Li Chengqian was a little stunned when he saw Ye Huan, so he asked Ye Huan.

"Oh! It's nothing, let's go......" Ye Huan said absentmindedly.

Walking on the street, Ye Huan could not suppress the agitation in his heart, where must the old couple live, but why didn't they want others to find out? Why did you leave? Ye Huan originally thought that they were unusual, but now it seems that this is indeed the case, so where did they go?

Ye Huan was even a little skeptical about the authenticity of their names at the moment!

Call!

Ye Huan breathed a long sigh of relief and retracted his thoughts, reassuring him that it was clear that they were not ordinary people, and they didn't seem to be hostile to him.

Li Chengqian saw Ye Huan's face full of distress, and reminded him that he didn't have to care too much:

"Brother Ye, if you don't understand, you will understand what you can't figure out later, so you don't need to worry."

He nodded in understanding.

Several people swaggered down the street, and then Li Chengqian said casually: "Brother Ye, Qingque and I have been exercising in the army for a long time, and my father asked Wang Sheng to pass on the message, and our brother will return to Chang'an in a few days!" ”

"Back to Chang'an?" Ye Huan looked at Li Chengqian, at his age, it was time for him to get involved in government affairs for the first time, "It's also a good thing to have experience in the prince's army, this time I go back, I think those ministers should also look at you differently!" ”

Perhaps this is also the purpose of Li Chengqian taking the initiative to invite Ying to the barracks.

"I'm waiting for you! I can't be wrong in my opinion, you are a trustworthy person! Li Chengqian said to Ye Huan solemnly, "I'm waiting for you in the capital!" ”

Ye Huan nodded, his fiefdom is in Chang'an, and after the affairs of the army are done, let's find another opportunity to take a look.

Ye Huan thought that he was alone, except for some connections with Lao Cheng and Lao Niu's family, there would be no relatives in this world...... He let out a long sigh...... My heart is sour, thinking back to my home and family in the present world, that home is very small but very reassuring, and the family is very annoying, because trivial things can be said, but now Ye Huan misses it very much.

They all understand, but they only know the rarity when they lose it, and Ye Huan feels the same way at this time.

He couldn't tell the difference, which one was real, the present world in his memory? Or is it the world we live in now?

Unconsciously, several people passed through one street after another, and the road in front of them suddenly widened, and a huge mansion appeared on the right side of the street, with gray bricks and black tiles, vermilion gates, and walls higher than people.

The magnificent gate appeared in front of the four people, and two pillars supported the beams of the gate, crisscrossing it. In front of the door, there are two stone lions on the left and right sides of the delicate ball.

"Whose mansion is this?" Ye Huan asked them.

I didn't expect there to be such a magnificent place in Lanzhou City!

"Lanzhou Mansion, right?" Li Tai was also a little unclear, "If it is, it is Wang Fengmao, the official of Lanzhou City, who lives inside." ”

As they walked in, they gradually saw the vermilion plaque on the high hanging beam, with four gilded characters on it: Lanzhou Mansion!

Really!

There were several officials standing in front of the mansions, and there was a big drum on the right side of the door, and Ye Huan remembered to beat the drum and cry out for grievances.

At this time, in front of Ye Huan and the four of them, an old man pushing an ox cart came.

The old man, with his sparse white hair and thin body, trembled and pushed the ox cart, which contained several large baskets of charcoal. When the world was cold, the old man was thinly dressed, revealing skin close to bones, his face was full of traces of time, his eyes were cloudy, and he had to stop and shout every time he walked:

"Sell charcoal! Good charcoal! ”

Li Chengqian was the first to stop, Ye Huanxun looked over, Li Tai looked at it suspiciously, and Shi Niu followed them and cast his gaze over.

"The old man who sells charcoal!" A servant walked out of the gate and shouted, "Your charcoal mansion is all over!" ”

"Hey!" The old man smiled and was relieved, and when he looked closely, he found that his ears and feet were frostbitten.

All day long, the good charcoal was not sold until this time, and the old man was very honest, and someone was happy to sell his charcoal, because he could buy some rations for some copper plates!

His family will live!

Therefore, the old man does not feel hard.

The servants called out a few more people to help, and more than a dozen people carried several large frames of charcoal towards the house, and when the charcoal was removed, the servants walked towards the house, completely ignoring the old man waiting in the snow.

He flicked some of the broken silver in his hand, smiled, and put it into his arms, and he sneered:

"The silver that the master gave me to buy charcoal, hehe, it's mine when it comes to me! As for charcoal, if the official wants to use it, does he dare to give it? ”