The news of the Northwest Battlefield could not be transmitted in time, and the same was true of Yanbei.

Fortunately, ten days later, Li Yongji, the marquis of Anchang, finally came to Yanbei.

Entering the territory of Yanbei, the old Marquis An Chang looked at this black land and sighed long.

It's been more than 20 years in a blink of an eye, and the last time he came to Yanbei was 20 years ago.

"Old Marquis, are we going to Yanbei City?" The attendant asked.

Old An Changhou shook his head, feeling more and more that the little son of the Dingguo Mansion was unreliable.

The Xiao family's Xiaoliu is unreliable, his son, who is the commander of the Flying Fish Guard, is also unreliable, and he himself is even more unreliable.

Sixth Young Master Xiao invited him to Yanbei, and he came.

He asked his son Li Guanzhong to inquire about the news of the king of Yanbei County, and the news he got was that the 200 people he took with him when he left Yanbei City ran out on the same day, and it snowed heavily, and the king of Yanbei County took the remaining dozen people to live in a village called Gushantun, and moved half of the palace like moving.

"It's unreliable, this look is a trick, if he lives in that backer, why let me come?" Old An Changhou snorted coldly, since leaving Beijing, he scolded Feiyuwei for the twenty-fifth time, and scolded Li Guanzhong, the commander of Feiyuwei, "This group of useless things, from top to bottom, are mediocre, I can't inquire about such a trivial matter, what's the use of keeping them, it's better to raise them than to raise dogs!" ”

The entourage was silent, but muttered in his heart: If Sixth Young Master Xiao is your son, are you satisfied?

scolded a lot, the old An Changhou has become a habit, and now that he has entered Yanbei, he wants to scold even more.

The daily scolding is finally over, after all, he is old, the old An Changhou held his waist, stretched out his other hand, and the entourage hurriedly sent a water bag, the old An Changhou drank a few sips, and scolded dryly, these people should be scolded.

After scolding people and drinking water, Lao An Changhou spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

The entourage estimated that it was almost there, and then asked: "Old Marquis, do you think we should also go to that backer to have a look?" ”

"What are you going to do there? You're just as stupid as those Flying Fish Guards! ”

The entourage is silent, but if they don't go to the backer, where else can they go?

"Find an inn to stay in first, and rest and rest." Since you don't know where you're going, let's stay first.

Yanbei got dark early, and the people who came from the capital were not used to going to bed early, and the old An Changhou was checking the endorsements of several entourage.

He took ten retinues, and each of the ten men carried a book, a book of soldiers.

Coming out of the capital, along the way, these ten people are endorsing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, followed by a rough voice: "May I ask if the old man Li from the capital lives here?" ”

Old An Changhou frowned, when he came out of the capital, he changed his disguise, and he was escorted by the son of Flying Fish Guard, could it be that he was still discovered?

He winked, and one of his attendants asked, "Who?" ”

"You don't know my name anymore, there is a young master surnamed Xiao who said, Old Man Li is here, we count the days and it should be time, I have been waiting here for the past few days, I have found a few inns, and I said that there is an old man with a Beijing accent to live, so I came to ask."

Old An Changhou's eyes lit up, who else could the little young master surnamed Xiao be, isn't it the unscrupulous son of the Dingguo family?

The attendant opened a crack in the door, and there were six people standing outside, four stout men, a little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and another wearing a cloak and a hood, short in stature, sandwiched between several people, with their heads lowered and unable to see their appearance.

The other attendants who stood against the base of the wall quietly drew their hidden swords, and if the situation was not right, they immediately struck.

There were only six people outside, among them there were little girls and children, and there were ten of them, and the people who could follow the old An Changhou out of Beijing were all carefully selected.

The door was open, and the middle-aged man who was walking in front saw the old man sitting on the kang at a glance, and he hugged his fists and said, "Old Marquis, you have worked hard all the way." ”

Old An Changhou frowned, this person obviously knew himself, but he didn't know this person.

"In Xia Xu An, I saw the old marquis a few times in the capital in the early years", Xu An said this, turned sideways, and made a way, "I learned that the old marquis is here, and the prince of the county will come to pick you up in person." ”

Old An Changhou was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and wanted to see the few people in front of him clearly, at this time, the child sandwiched between several people walked quickly to the kang, he took off his hood, revealing a face like a jade carving.

The little girl who had been standing beside him reached out to help him untie his cloak, and he gave him a deep swipe towards Old An Changhou.

"Old Marquis, I can look forward to you, I'm Ah Yu."

"Ayu?" Old An Changhou remembered Zhou Ming, the son of King Yan who had long since passed away.

"I'm Zhou Yu, I've never been to the capital, so you haven't seen me." The king of Yanbei said sincerely.

Old An Changhou didn't speak, he carefully looked at the king of Yanbei County in front of him, he wanted to find the shadow of King Yan from the face of the king of Yanbei County.

"Like, really like, the best thing about King Yan is his nose, and it's all inherited to you."

Shen Tong on the side couldn't help but laugh, she had heard that the king of Yanbei County did not look like the king of Yan, but she didn't expect that the old Marquis An Chang actually said that he really looked alike.

The old man is really happy.

Shen Tong didn't guess wrong, Old An Changhou was indeed happy.

He never thought that the king of Yanbei County would come to pick him up in person.

Although he had never seen the king of Yanbei before, from various rumors, he had already painted a portrait of the king of Yanbei in his heart.

A little boy as thin as a bean sprout, looking at people like a frightened deer.

But the king of Yanbei in front of him was beyond his expectations.

Although he was not strong and a little too pretty, the child's eyes were clear and bright, and his eyes and face were full of confidence.

What's more, he is not only alive, but also lives gracefully and beautifully, without the slightest embarrassment, standing among several stout men, like a pearl in the sand, shining.

"Old Marquis, this is my sister, the matter of inviting you to come over is what my sister thought of." The king of Yanbei County introduced Shen Tong to the old Marquis of An Chang.

"Sister?" Old An Changhou squinted his eyes slightly, looked the little girl in front of him up and down, and suddenly, he slapped his thigh and said, "I know who you are, you are the owner in that kid's mouth!" That kid just got your order and ran from Xi'an to the capital to fool me, right? ”

Shen Tong knew who the "kid" in his mouth was, it was Xiao Chai.

"What the old marquis said is right, junior Shen Tong." Shen Tong saluted the old Marquis of Anchang.

"Your surname is Shen?" Just heard the king of Yanbei call her sister, the old An Changhou didn't react for a while, and for a moment he thought that there was an eldest daughter in the palace of King Yan.

"My sister is just the adopted daughter of the Shen family." The king of Yanbei County added loudly, as if he was afraid that the old An Changhou would misunderstand and really regard Shen Tong as the Shen family.

Sister is his, this is his sister.

The ghost blows the lamp