The little girl turned her head after speaking, and ran away without a trace, leaving Wu Yi alone in the garden.

A handsome man in white walked over, looking like the kid who was following the second uncle to greet him that day, and called out from afar, "Third brother, why is it so late?

Wu Yi wasn't sure of his identity, so he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, but he just responded vaguely and followed him towards the depths of the courtyard.

After walking about a mile away, the road ahead suddenly widened, and I saw a corner of the delicate small building with eaves and beams looming in the green trees and red flowers. There was a faint human voice, and the voice was high-pitched, startling a tree of white-browed birds.

"What kind of virtue is the third child? Don't you know? What time is it now? It's not that my second room is greedy for power, it's really when the Wu family's life and death are at stake, isn't this mess handed over to the third child, doesn't it really hurt him?" The second uncle Wu Ruiyan was speaking generously, and when he saw Wu Yi coming in, he stared at him with angry eyes, and his voice became louder and louder.

Wu Yi pretended not to hear it, and walked into the corner and sat down. In the lobby, there was an old woman sitting on the main seat, dressed in plain clothes, cloth and bast shoes, half-squinting and seeming to be napping, it seemed that it was the ancestor of the Wu family, his grandmother, Mrs. Anguo Wu.

On the left sat four or five middle-aged men and women, richly dressed and extraordinary, and on the right sat a row of civil and military generals in different costumes, like officials of the Prince's Mansion or vassals.

"Although the eldest brother is not there, the family's arrangement is to join the army and Yi'er to accompany him in the study, and he is familiar with his face in front of the emperor, so as to take on the big responsibility. Originally, Fenglei was just to lay the foundation and pave the way for Yi'er, but you can see what Yi'er looks like now! Can you support the wall? After the eldest brother and sister-in-law go far away, who in the house can control him?"

"In the past, he was young and ignorant, but now he is about to become an adult, but he is becoming more and more ridiculous! He has grown so big, except for two years in Fuxing City when he went to Beijing to accompany the emperor, he has never been far away, and it is harmful for him to be put in charge of affairs in Yumen like this. The second uncle hated that iron could not become steel.

"The position of Yumen Ling involves the use of the Wu family and the military expenses of Yumen Town, and there are thousands of things, such as walking on thin ice, and the wind and thunder may not be done well. The above table invited Fenglei to be the Jade Gate Order, which was a matter that had been discussed a long time ago, let the third son do it, hehe, let the 50,000 elite soldiers follow him to the cage to walk the birds?"

Wu Shilang sat down angrily, and the first middle-aged beautiful woman continued: "You can let Yi'er go to Jinling, and the third brother should be able to arrange a good job for him." "The beautiful woman is Wu Yi's sister-in-law Wu Yiyi, but the third brother in her mouth is the current Liang Wangye, and her fief is in Jinling, the southern capital. Speaking of which, Wu Yi can guess the identities of everyone in the hall.

I have seen too many rich family grievances in soap operas in my previous life, and I don't know how deep or shallow the water is, so don't wade into it casually for the time being.

More than an hour later, the old lady of the Wu family, who seemed to have been squinting and sleepy, coughed lightly, and the hall that was originally chattering suddenly fell silent, only to see the old lady smile and ask the chief scribe on the right side with an elegant temperament and fairy style: "Mr. Zhang, the family affairs of the Wu Mansion are state affairs, don't you plan to say something?"

I don't know if it's the reason for the light in the hall, that Mr. Zhang's face has always felt that he can't see clearly, a little hazy, Mr. Zhang's voice is far away, as if he is from outside the sky, "The young and the old are orderly, the outline of Lun is constant, and the head of the long house, Sun Wuyi, is an adult, and he can take on a big responsibility." According to the will, whether it is the order of the Jade Gate, the title of duke, or even the command of the Iron and Blood Army, it should be handed over to him. ”

As soon as the words fell, the originally dull venue suddenly turned heads and ears, and it was noisy, Wu Yi secretly pouted, it seems that this Mr. Zhang is also a person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Young Master Ben crossed Yu Wei, put on an official hat and was still uneasy in his heart. This gentleman is good, and directly suggested that the real power to be in charge of the huge Wu family be handed over to a playboy, but this Mr. Zhang has a high status in the Wu family, not like a person who is a man of false words, and the mystery of this is very interesting.

In the corner, Wu Yi lowered his eyebrows and looked thoughtfully.

The second uncle Huo Ran stood up, Mrs. Anguo, the old lady of the Wu family, coughed, peeked in, her mother's eyes revealed unprecedented sternness, the second uncle stopped the objection words on his lips, sat down in a daze, stunned.

The old lady said slowly with an expressionless face, "Don't say anything more, Yi'er is ready to leave for the Yumen Order and the Acting Governor of the Iron and Blood Army from now on, and the relevant documents will be immediately reported to the Beijing Division and the Military Department for the record, and I will be here today." ”

Just said a few words, the old woman of Longzhong was a little out of breath, coughed, the servant woman next to her hurriedly stepped forward to hand over the water massage service, the old lady waved her hand and said, "It's all gone, please Mr. Zhang delay a little longer, and talk to the old man." ”

Everyone in the council hall dispersed, and no one looked at Wu Yi, even a glance.

It's like he's a leper, it's contagious.

Wu Yi didn't think it was wrong, whatever he was, it wasn't me crying and shouting, the official hat given to me for nothing, don't be in vain!

Autumn is slanting in the west, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. Compared with the quiet and tense inner courtyard, the outer courtyard of the Wu Mansion is still full of traffic, and the guests who come from afar call friends and talk about the difficulties, and the servants and maids of the Wu Mansion shuttle through it and treat them hospitablely.

The delicate and lovely maid hurriedly walked across the square, and almost collided with the oncoming family at the gate of the dining room.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a housekeeper in the dining room heard the sound at the door, stopped what she was doing, saw the delicate maid, and beckoned: "Lan'er, come here, I have something to ask you." ”

Xiaolan rolled her eyes, glanced at the family, raised her small fist to threaten, raised her head in response, and followed the middle-aged woman to the corner of the aisle.

The middle-aged beautiful woman has an elegant posture, a beautiful posture, her eyebrows and eyes are vaguely similar to Xiaolan, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, and she asked softly: "Lan'er, what trouble has the young master caused again?" Xiaolan raised her eyebrows, "What good can he do? Now that the scholars are competing for favor, they are now the sons of Luding Gong!" The word "Shizi" is so long in tone, full of ridicule.

The woman asked worriedly, "What's the matter?" Xiaolan pouted impatiently, "Mother, you're always worried about that waste!" The woman was stunned at first, then solemn, and the next moment her face was full of anger, "What did you say? Did I spoil you for more than ten years? Let you be so rebellious and unrebellious? As a subordinate, it is for disloyalty to talk about the lord in vain; as a domestic slave, it is unrighteous to not think about repaying the master!"