The vast land is unbeatable.

All the way to the southeast, crossing the city, sweeping the streams and rivers, day and night, like an arrow through the wheat waves, leaving a slender ripple of waves in this sacred land.

crashed headlong into Liuzhou, Guangnan West Road.

It's getting dark.

The horseback riders galloped unscrupulously on the long street and went straight to the foot of Yufeng Mountain in Liuzhou City.

The mansion of Xu Jizu, who is now under the control of the Western Army and the governor of Liuzhou, occupies the best terrain at the foot of Yufeng Mountain, overlooking the style of Liuzhou.

Of course, Xu Jizu, who sits in Juzhou, rarely comes back.

Xu's Mansion under Yufeng Mountain, everything is decided by the eldest lady Xu Qiuya, Xu Jizu's wife, two wives and several concubines are all in Juzhou, Xu Qiuya is also a righteous and obedient widow, not to mention the local county order, even the prefect of Liuzhou is also courteous when he sees this seven-grade widow.

After all, it's the local squire.

And the Xu family has an old soldier who is a servant of the military department, and there are still Xu Jizu and a group of young clansmen, who knows if there will be a few central ministers in the ancestors?

The prefect of Liuzhou who came from other places needed to rely on the Xu family's reputation in Liuzhou.

Anywhere.

The relationship between the squire and the magistrate is much more than just a fish and water.

At the foot of Yufeng Mountain, in the huge manor, the houses are lined up one after another, the rockery is dying, the wealth and luxury are not lost to the Lin'an official eunuch, although the Xu family in Liuzhou is declining, but the heritage still exists more or less.

In front of the high gate and deep house, the horse neighed and stopped.

The horseman flying fish suit embroidered spring knife, without the tiredness of a long journey, his eyes sparkled with brilliance.

Very bright.

Like the glow reflected when you wake up in the morning and look at the morning sun.

The shadow man willow to the sun.

Menzi stepped forward in a panic, looking a little flustered, "Uncle is back!" After saying that, he went to take the reins.

Liu Xiangyang's face was expressionless, and he walked up the stairs.

Menzi hesitated, but still said, "Uncle, why don't you wait, I'll go and inform the eldest lady?" ”

Liu Xiangyang waved his hand and stared at him, staring at him expressionlessly, the glow in his eyes like the morning sun disappeared in an instant, pulling the corners of his mouth, and said in a non-yin and non-yang voice, "I still need to report when I go home, huh?" ”

Menzi was startled, he had never seen his uncle show such an expression.

It's extremely cold.

He bowed his head in a panic, "Uncle, please." ”

Liu Xiangyang glanced at him, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around, "I know, you look down on me, no man in this huge Xu Mansion looks down on me." ”

Taking a deep breath, "I also look down on my former self. ”

But I'm not me anymore.

In the future, who will look down on me?

Turning his head, pressing his knife, he brazenly walked through the door, stepping into the shadow that trapped him.

Walk through the courtyard.

Along the way, the maids and servants looked sideways, not understanding why the uncle came back at this time, and wanted to go to the inner courtyard with fast legs and feet, but after being kicked by Liu Xiangyang, no one dared to move.

When my uncle entered the house with a knife, he always felt that there was something chilling on his body.

Liu Xiangyang walked into the inner courtyard.

Standing in the courtyard, I heard the voice coming from the huge room, and the corners of my mouth twitched little by little, and I laughed, a sad and self-deprecating smile.

It's so jolly.

The flowers and plants in the yard are so green and rich that it makes people die.

Liu Xiangyang gently pushed the door open.

Standing in front of the bed, looking at the two people on the bed through the pink light veil, enjoying the joy of the flesh unscrupulously.

The woman sitting on the man's body is shockingly white.

It's so beautiful.

Liu Xiangyang gently picked up the light yarn and said softly, "Lady, I'm back." ”

The sound stopped abruptly.

Xu Qiuya turned her head to look at the man embroidered with a spring knife in the flying fish suit, surprised, stunned, and flustered, but she was not frightened and ashamed, she still sat on the man's body, and muttered Why did you come back.

The naked man, frightened, did not dare to move.

Liu Xiangyang smiled indifferently, "Come back and see, it's okay." ”

Xu Qiuya was shocked, she didn't know what she remembered, she suddenly became bold, and frowned, "What about the fourth master, why don't you see him?" ”

Liu Xiangyang sighed, "Fourth master, it's good." ”

Xu Qiuya was silent, and was about to get up, but was pressed by Liu Xiangyang with a sheath embroidered spring knife, "That's it, it's good." ”

The two of them are very good, which makes Xu Qiuya feel bad in her heart, but after all, it is the eldest lady of the Xu family, although she was knocked out of the pickled behavior, but the two of them know these things well, and today they just pierced the layer of window paper.

So Yanran smiled, "The Xu family will compensate you." ”

Liu Xiangyang was silent for a while, and said no.

The cold light exploded.

The embroidered spring knife cut off the neck of the man lying on the bed, and in Xu Qiuya's frightened gaze, which was too late to react, it directly pierced her throat, stared at the woman who died instantly, and said, "That's good." ”

Women's virtue is chastity, women's words are rhetoric, women's appearance is graceful, and women's merit is silk.

You don't have a home.

Drawing the knife, the corpse fell and threw himself into the man's arms, and the body was still connected.

Life and death are together.

Liu Xiangyang didn't look at it, and went out with a knife.

In front of the gate of the inner courtyard, there stood a child with sheep's horns, seven or eight years old, with very cute big eyes, staring at the embroidered spring knife in Liu Xiangyang's hand that was still dripping blood, and said timidly: "Dad, you-"

Liu Xiangyang sighed, "I'm not your father." ”

After a pause, he looked at the child and said seriously: "Xu Zhongyong, your life will also be a tragedy, your mother was killed by me with my own hands, and your father ......?"

Liu Xiangyang looked bitter, "No one knows who those two people are your father, and your mother doesn't know it herself, but it doesn't matter, because they were killed by me a few years ago." ”

"The revenge of killing my father and mother, but I'm afraid you won't have a chance to revenge, I'm sorry."

Liu Xiangyang left the stunned child, went out of the door, and went straight to Xiangyang overnight.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Xiangyang Mansion suddenly made a noise, and after a short period of noise, countless slaves rushed to wake up the sleeping Mansion City.

In less than half an hour, the soldiers gathered.

In the city where the road administration of Xiangyang Jingnan Road is located, a group of bigwigs such as pacification envoys, Xuanfu envoys, and defense envoys heard that Xiangyang Mansion was sentenced to be assassinated by gangsters at home, and they rushed to their homes.

The people from the two Zhongwei Institutes of Xiangyang Mansion in Beizhen Fusi are also all here.

If this kind of thing happens in the general jurisdiction, the Tiqi in the Fusi Gongya in Beizhen will come out of the nest - after all, it is likely to be the work of a stranger.

As for Nanzhen Fusi, the ghosts are generally in the shadows.

A group of big people looked at the man wearing a flying fish suit with an embroidered spring knife on the waist of the high-rise building, and they had a headache, and the deputy Qianhu of the Zhongwei Second Institute of the Fusi of Beizhen muttered, isn't this Beiwei clothing, why did you come to Xiangyang?

Liu Xiangyang stood on the highest attic in the Tongju Mansion, looking at the east, where it was red, and the summer sun was about to jump out, reflecting the sky, and emptying the clouds beautifully.

Someone went upstairs to arrest the Assassin.

Liu Xiangyang slashed two people to death with two backhands, kicked one person away, and said angrily: "Get out!" ”

The big guys downstairs have more and more headaches.

After the pacification envoy of Jingnan Road inquired about the deputy Qianhu of the Second Zhongwei Institute, he decisively ordered to be shot with crossbow arrows - the death of the general sentence of the first government must always give an explanation to the imperial court.

It doesn't matter if the dead or alive are alive, let the Criminal Department and Dali Temple have a headache.

Crossbow arrows are like locusts.

Liu Xiangyang looked at the east motionlessly.

There was once a young man, under the lamp of fireflies, who asked his sour father, why my name is Xiangyang.

At night, it is always the rare gentleness of the drunken father, who whispers, because when you land, the sun rises just right, and the first rays of sunlight shine in through the window lattice and fall on your face.

You, born to the sun.

Liu Xiangyang, who was covered in crossbow arrows and covered in blood, saw the sun jumping out of the clouds at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, illuminating in all directions, and the entire eastern sky was bright red, warm and blazing people's hearts.

muttered that the world is so good.

If you want to talk to the world, someone will hear it, right?

The boy was a young man and is now a new student.

Born to the sun.

Death to the sun.