Cixi! Cixi! Cixi!

Ye Yingwu could see at a glance that this was the county seat of Cixi that he would never forget.

Flames filled the front and rear, billowing smoke.

"Ye Yingwu, don't run away if you have the fucking ability, stop for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you to avenge the dead brothers!" The headless corpse held a bloody machete in its hand, chasing the figure running desperately in front of it.

Ye Yingwu gasped for breath while desperately moving forward on the blazing streets, forward, in front of him was Cixi County Ya, where there were heavy guards as the last line of defense, and there were cheap fathers who always rushed to the front with their old bodies to shelter their juniors, as long as they ran there, they were not afraid of any ghosts.

"Ye Yingwu, return my head, return my life!" Countless ghosts emerged from the raging flames one by one, their outstretched hands were full of scorched marks, and the exposed bones were all strange bronze colors, as if they had been baptized in the fire and hardened.

"Ye Yingwu!"

"Ye Yingwu!"

Front, behind, left, right, and all directions were desperate ghosts, and the raging flames were getting hotter and hotter, covering the heavens and the earth.

The road ahead, broken? Perhaps.

Where should I go?

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Ye Yingwu Huoran opened his eyes, there were already large strands of sweat on his forehead, and he just wanted to celebrate in his heart that this was just a vain dream, the headless sea coward who was chasing him had already turned into ashes and dissipated in the mighty wind on the shore of the East China Sea, but he suddenly realized that his arms seemed to be ······ Holding something very soft, soft as boneless.

The upper and lower teeth clenched to block the screams that were almost gushing out.

His arms were wrapped around Qiqin's waist, so frightened that Ye Yingwu hurriedly looked down, the underwear was there, the middle coat was also there, and Qiqin was only a little messy except for the clothes, the straight-collared placket that was common to women in the Song Dynasty was also neat, and the hair was scattered, but it was obvious that nothing happened to the two of them.

Feeling Ye Yingwu's abnormal movement, Qiqin slowly opened her eyes, saw Ye Yingwu sweating profusely, her pretty face turned red, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it for him: "Official, you are awake." Yesterday, the officials of King Teng's Pavilion were drunk like mud······"

Damn, it turned out to be a fragment. I thought I wouldn't have this feeling anymore after crossing over, but now I suddenly experienced it, as if I was still the one in my previous life, I mixed in various bars when it came to the holidays, and then woke up to the second generation of the rich man at noon the next day.

Is all this just a dream? Just like the nightmare just now, the road ahead is broken, is it time to wake up from the dream? I never cared about it, but now that we have been separated silently for a month, how can I not want my parents in my previous life, and those fox friends and dog friends who crisscross the streets together at midnight?

Qiqin naturally didn't know that Ye Yingwu had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and seeing him silently, he simply broke away from his arms and sat up: "Yesterday, Aunt Chunfang and the slave family visited the Wang family's mansion to show their gratitude. Aunt Chunfang didn't have a good argument with Ye Xianggong, so she had to go back. ”

Ye Yingwu couldn't help but roll his eyes, he didn't expect this cheap dad to be really righteous at a critical time, he deserves to be his father, his father is good. But why was I still worried about whether something happened to the two of them just now, it is said that something should happen to be normal, but the fact is that nothing really happened, nothing happened······

After Lao Tzu crossed over, he also became a righteous gentleman.

"When?" The intuition of his previous life told Ye Yingwu that it was not too early.

Qiqin was startled, her personal maid was waiting outside early, and looked at Ye Yingwu in a daze with some concern and her own lady with a blushing face, and replied in a hesitant manner: "Official, it's already noon, but the old lady just sent someone to say don't call the official to get up······"

Ye Yingwu rolled his eyes, and sure enough, that cheap old lady was interesting enough, worthy of being his own mother. Laughing silently, Ye Yingwu took a beautiful woman, Qiqin snorted softly, struggled twice and involuntarily fell into Ye Yingwu's arms.

"Official, it's not too early······ Qiqin whispered a little anxiously.

These words didn't seem to have caught his ears at all, and the original Ye Yingji's description had roughly outlined the image and character of the cheap old lady for Ye Yingwu, so Ye Yingwu smiled unhurriedly: "I'm afraid that it will do something, and I will stand up to it when the sky falls." Why, it's a dignified Oiran anyway, are you still afraid that you won't make a good impression on your mother? is so gentle, so beautiful, I'm afraid any mother will be happy to see it. ”

was said to be the central matter, Qiqin simply ignored those red dust chores, lazily pillowed in the crook of Ye Yingwu's arm, and waved her hand gently, the personal maid naturally understood, raised her sleeves and smiled three steps and hurriedly retreated in two steps.

"What do you think?" Ye Yingwu automatically ignored the handmaid's smile, and stretched out his hand to scratch Qiqin's nose, those pickling methods that had already been familiar with in his previous life were now unable to do anything.

"The slave is reminiscing about a person," Qiqin said softly and leisurely, "Three years ago, the slave was just listed, and he played the name of selling his art but not his body, and he attracted countless bees and butterflies with a captivating posture. That person, right in there. However, since it was determined that the slave did not invite guests to the scene, most of the people did not reappear and gave up their efforts, but only the man came to the slave's room every day, just to see the slave. ”

Ye Yingwu blinked, he naturally didn't have to guess who he was talking about, but some of the affairs of the previous owner of the body were Ye Yingji embarrassed to tell even if he knew, so the various fates with Qiqin were still confusing to Ye Yingwu. Today's beauty is in her arms, as the final winner of this tug-of-war that has attracted countless handsome sons in Lin'an, revisiting the old dreams of the past has a different flavor.

Until one day, the man was impatient, opened the bead curtain, and asked the slave if he really liked him, but the slave did not answer, and because the man came every day but has always been polite, and never had any rudeness, so Chunfang's aunt did not send someone to guard outside the room, so the man was bolder, and directly threw the slave down on the couch, fortunately, the slave's personal maid ran downstairs to report the news, and the slave was not scorched that day, but he was depressed and hanged himself to death. Aunt Chunfang's eyes were quick to save the slave. But that person didn't give up, and he still came every day after that, even if Aunt Chunfang didn't let him in, he never broke off······

Until one day, the two sons of the Lu family came back from Xiangyang, relying on the strong power of their families, and they were in the limelight for a while in Willow Lane, Huajie Street, and heard the reputation of slaves, and they also rushed to the drunken spring breeze. The man and the son of the Lu family insulted each other when they met, and finally fought. The slave is happy to see this, and second, he is unwilling to care because of his character. It wasn't until the son of the Lu family forced into the room like the man, making the slave threaten him with death, that the slave found out that the man hadn't been here for a long time. Then, and then that day, the man rode a big horse, and even despite the injury on his head, he beat the son of the Lu family to his knees and beg for mercy, and he still broke into the door so rudely······ But he just bowed to the slave and apologized solemnly······ Later, the son of the Lu family set fire to the drunken spring breeze, and it was the man who came on horseback to save the slave family from the fire, and even drunk the spring breeze and countless sisters······ Later, the man and the Haikou fought in Cixi, rising like a comet, and the slave found that he couldn't give up at some point······

It turns out that the previous Ye Yingwu is a lover, which is obviously inconsistent with the self who has always admired **······ Ye Yingwu listened to the romantic things he had done before, and thought a little depressedly, I'm afraid that if I start over now, I guess I will give up in a few days.

The flame that burned half of the sky that day, if it is today's self, I have seen life and death, and I have a concern in my heart, I am no longer so afraid of heaven and earth, will I think that my brain is so hot, I don't want to rush into the sea of fire without thinking about it, what I did is just a pair of eyes that once stared at me during the day?

Ye Yingwu sighed softly, after all, the past time is gone, and he still has to go on no matter what. The domineering president father in his previous life once said that when he is a son, he doesn't need to know what it means to give up, he just needs to know what it means to go down together. At the time, it sounded like my dad was having trouble with that junior again, and he said such a thorough view of life, but now that he is there, he understands a little.

Looking down, the beautiful woman smiled, silently dumping the world. Thinking about the various styles here, only I can understand it, the spring color of the city is also in his arms, Ye Yingwu is naturally tender in his heart, and he can't help but be proud, he has long heard that his sister-in-law is a vinegar jar, it is better to see it today, and see how his usually honest brother suffers from tracheitis, so that his little uncle has not been able to hold his nephew so far.

"Let's go, follow me to meet my father and sister-in-law." As if having made up his mind, Ye Yingwu sat up and stretched his waist, with high morale.

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Because it was a newcomer, he had not yet found a suitable mansion, and Ye Mengding needed to go to Fuzhou as an official, so his family did not need to be placed here, so the Ye family temporarily lived in Wang Yao's mansion.

Although the Wang family's mansion is not large, it is more than enough to accommodate the Ye family, which has few family members. In addition, the Wang family's mansion is quite exquisitely built, and the winding paths are secluded everywhere, but you will feel that this mansion is quite spacious when you are in the game. If you don't look down from the sky, you basically can't understand the mystery.

If an architect or landscape architect came here, he would definitely study it carefully, but unfortunately, Ye Yingwu, as a standard history liberal arts student, didn't care about what happened to Wang Yao's family, but just hurried by hand in hand with Qiqin.

The main body of the Ye family's wing house and mansion is separated by a small garden, and the entire wing house has its own main house and smaller houses.

At this time, in the lobby of the main room, it was Ye Mengding who was sipping tea leisurely, and sitting next to him was the philanthropic wife Chen, who was also the biological mother of Ye Yingji and Ye Yingwu. The middle-aged man standing respectfully on Ye Mengding's side is Ye Yingji, the son of the Ye family, and the one who is quite beautiful on Chen's side is Ye Yingji's wife Zheng. Ye Mengding also has two concubines and a second-ranked daughter, and the sister Ye Yingwu has never met is married to Zhang Shijie, who is the commander of the two Huai capitals and marched into Jianghan, and it is also the main room of the Zhang family.

When Ye Yingji introduced the situation of the Ye family, he only casually mentioned this sister, but when it was said that the eldest lady of the Ye family was married to Zhang Shijie, who returned to the south and was the commander of the two Huai, Ye Yingwu's excitement was beyond words.

God bless me.

Seeing that everyone in the family had already had lunch, and the little uncle who was usually loved by Ye Mengding and his wife and even Ye Yingji had not yet come, Zheng's face sank, and he said softly: "Daddy, Mom, is Brother Xiaowu a little too unorthodox?" ”

Chen glanced at her coldly, what the eldest daughter-in-law was thinking in her heart, she naturally understood, the second son has been smart and witty since he was a child, and now he has inexplicably become eloquent, Wang Yi and others praised each other yesterday, thinking that with the talent of Wu Mu and Zhongsu (Southern Song Dynasty military strategist, Prime Minister Yu Yunwen), the future will become a pillar of the Great Song Dynasty, and how can the eldest daughter-in-law not worry about the distribution of property and status in the family. This eldest daughter-in-law is good-looking, but she is too mean to her subordinates and even relatives.

At this time, Ye Yingwu and Qiqin walked up to the hall one after the other, Ye Yingwu fell to the ground on one knee, and Qiqin also bowed down. Looking up at the kind-faced cheap father and eldest brother, and feeling the resentful light from the eyes of the woman behind the old lady who was obviously a sister-in-law, Ye Yingwu already understood one or two in his heart, and said aloud at the moment:

"The child has seen his father, his mother, his eldest brother, and his sister-in-law."

Zheng inadvertently glanced behind Ye Yingwu, and found that the woman kneeling behind this handsome young man was even more beautiful, even if she didn't apply makeup, she was intoxicated, and compared to this woman, her appearance couldn't even be on the table, it must be the legendary Lin'an Oiran, the concubine of the little uncle Xinna. Looking at the talented and beautiful appearance of the two, and then thinking of the cowardice and humility of their husbands, the Zheng family naturally became nameless.

Ye Mengding seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the delay in the two of them, but remembering the absurd acts of letting Jiang Hao's juniors pour wine and forcibly rob his son of his wife yesterday, he couldn't help but blush, and he really couldn't pull his face down to reprimand for a while. And his wife, who has knotted hair, has already smiled when she sees her son, where is the slightest reproach.

It's just that Chen is more happy with Qiqin's gentleness and gentleness, and after sending his son away with a few casual words, he held Qiqin's hand and chattered non-stop. Ye Mengding couldn't bear to interrupt, so he could only taste tea from the side, after all, such a warm and harmonious situation, I am afraid that I will not be able to enjoy much in this life, and if I go to Fuzhou, a few people in the family will definitely go their separate ways.

And Ye Yingwu retreated to the eldest brother with a bitter face, he did not have any bad feelings about the "dislike" of the cheap old lady, and his admiration for this old lady who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside was not diminished at all.

To be able to support the Ye family's family business undefeated with her own strength when her husband is upright and upright, her sleeves are clean, and she can't bring any extra wealth to the family at all, this old lady's skills and skills are indeed not simple.

After all, everyone has their own things that they desperately protect, and what the Chen family has dedicated their lives to protecting is their husband and two sons, which is the small family business of the Ye family.