Chapter 58: Duan Family Military Ceremony

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Duan Xiao didn't ask anymore.

Song Fanhua withdrew her hand to play with, leaned on the couch, and said to Duan Xiao in a loud voice, "You go and get pen and ink, I say the name of the person, you remember." โ€

Duan Xiao snorted, pushed open the small door, went to the table to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took it and came in again, spread the rice paper on the side of the couch, and when he was ready, Song Fanhua read the names one by one, Duan Xiao listened and wrote, and couldn't help but widen his eyes as he wrote, and when he finished writing, he stared at the paper full of names, and slowly clenched the green bamboo sheep hair in his hand, and after a while, he snorted, "Sure enough, there are three shops and one person, and three households and one person, and I took great pains." โ€

Song Fanhua smiled lightly, "Just by looking at the name of the person, you can know that there are three households and one person, it seems that you know the situation of every household in Hengzhou City very well." โ€

Duan Xiao said unceremoniously, "Of course, as the Taishou of Hengzhou, if I don't even know this basic information, then I, the Taishou, have also failed too much." โ€

Song Fanhua nodded approvingly, "That's right." โ€

Duan Xiao dried the ink with internal force, put it away and put it in his sleeve after drying, and asked her, "Have you had dinner?" โ€

Song Fanhua said, "I've used it." โ€

Duan Xiao said, "Then go back and rest, you have a serious hand injury now, it's better to rest more and go out less." โ€

Song Fanhua got up with the couch, patted the hem of her skirt after standing up, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "I hurt my hand, not my leg, I can still walk if I want to, I just don't want to go out again." With that, he walked out the small door.

Duan Xiao followed.

Song Fanhua didn't stay when she got out of the small door, and continued to walk outside the study, and when she was about to walk to the door, she stopped and asked the man behind her sideways, "These informants are distributed in different classes, from different industries, not to mention the number of people, and all of them have unique skills, if you want to replace them, it will take some effort, Jiang Xiaomo has found the people you replaced, what about these people?" How do you go about replacing them one by one? โ€

Duan Xiao looked at her silently, raised his feet and stepped with her, he reached out and gently grabbed her shoulder, and the other arm stretched out to open the door, the door was halfway open, and the night poured in, with the moonlight and the breeze together, sprinkled on the two of them, one in white and one in black, reflecting each other, standing next to each other at the door, as if the extremes of the two worlds converged together, when the skirt rippled in the wind, Duan Xiao's voice sounded in his ears, he said, "Since everyone has a unique skill, then I will replace it with a person with a unique skill." โ€

Song Fanhua looked up at him in the summer breeze, but at this moment, he was standing beside her, like a cloud in the sky above her head, she couldn't see his face, only his handsome chin, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "You have so many people with special skills?" โ€

Duan Xiao suddenly laughed when he heard this, and the laughter shook out of his chest, with a hint of arrogance and domineering, "What do you say?" โ€

Song Fanhua said, "Except for Duan Jiajun, I can't think of anyone else." โ€

Duan Xiao put away his smile and lowered his eyes to look at her, "You're right, it's Duan Jiajun." โ€

Song Fanhua frowned, "But the Duan family's army was almost wiped out after the battle at Nantianmen, and even if there are survivors, they are incomplete, right?" If you have bred another horse later, they are no match for those people. โ€

Duan Xiao squinted, looked up at the moon, the moon was bright and the night was clear, like a distant spectator, quietly witnessing the ever-changing world, swords and swords, bloody slaughter, Duan Xiao thought, the night his father died in Nantianmen, the moonlight was also so good, at that time, he was far away in Cuixue Villa, following the owner of Cuixue Villa to learn a unique secret technique, because a speculum let him see the blood in Hengzhou City, he rushed back overnight, but Cuixue Villa was too far away from Hengzhou, he quickly whipped his horse, tired to death I don't know how many horses, Only a month later rushed back to Hengzhou, and at that time, his father's body had already been buried in the loess, his mother's body was missing, and there were less than 100 people left in the 3,000 Duan family army with his father, who were chained by the Yun Dynasty and escorted back to Shangjing.

He was young and vigorous, and he whipped his horse and went after him.

In fact, if it weren't for the riot of the people in Hengzhou City, he would definitely die that time.

He caught up with the military brigade of the Yun Dynasty, and also saw those Duan family troops who had followed his father for many years, one by one people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, miserable to the extreme, he was angry, and he singled out an army of 100,000, and the final result can be imagined......

Duan Xiao wanted to vomit every time he recalled the scene at that time, and the feeling of being bloody-covered and almost bathed in blood came again, he pushed Song Fanhua away violently, and hurriedly held on to the side door and gasped.

Song Fanhua was stunned for a moment, and when she saw that his face was wrong, she immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" โ€

Duan Xiao didn't respond, his lowered head was covered by long hair, his hand was like iron tongs against the wooden door, Song Fanhua reached out to pull away his hair, held his face, seeing his sad expression and his eyes as black as hell, she was full of worry, "This suddenly, what's wrong with you?" โ€

Duan Xiao looked at her, reached out and hugged her in his arms, hugging her tightly, "I just remembered some bad things." โ€

Song Fanhua's face was pressed to his chest, she could clearly smell the fragrance of pine and bamboo on his body, and she could clearly hear the powerful heartbeat coming from his chest, she tilted her head, her eyes hung over the place where half of the wooden door and half of the sky were there, and said softly, "I thought of the former Duan Jiajun and your father." โ€

Duan Xiao nodded sullenly, "Hmm." โ€

Song Fanhua sighed, "Born in troubled times, life and death are inexorable." โ€

Duan Xiao pursed his thin lips and said coldly, "My life is only up to me." โ€

Song Fanhua said, "So, why didn't you die at that time?" Your fate is really up to you, and you will definitely die at that time, because if the Yun Dynasty can destroy your father, it will definitely destroy you. โ€

The corners of Duan Xiao's eyes jumped, "Because the people of Hengzhou rioted." โ€

Song Fanhua said in his heart, sure enough. The so-called Shihou and the gate valve, that is not a simple title, but the prestige accumulated by a hundred years of foundation, Hengzhou has been ruled by the Duan family since the Nine Dragons drama Fenghuo, the foundation is thousands of years, and the iron cavalry of the non-Yun Dynasty can conquer, probably the Hengzhou riot at that time was too powerful, the Yun Dynasty had just established a dynasty, and could not massacre the people, yes, not to, leave Duan Xiao, let him be in charge of Hengzhou, and then secretly sent people to watch.

Song Fanhua thought of this and said to Duan Xiao, "No wonder you are so conscientious, because your life was given by the people of Hengzhou City." โ€

Duan Xiao nodded admittedly, "Yes, therefore, I will not let Hengzhou, let them, the people who live and work here live and work in peace and contentment, be affected by the war again, yes, in the past few years, I would rather endure than take a risk, I would rather not be able to take revenge in this life, and I will never live up to the people nourished by this side of the mountains and rivers." โ€

Song Fanhua listened to it and snorted, "Then you still gave me your Duan family's ancestral golden lock at my banquet?" Do you think that everyone else is a fool, and if you send that lock out, doesn't it mean that you want to do it? โ€

Duan Xiao smiled when he heard this, "Don't say it, I really thought of you as a fool at the time." โ€

Song Fanhua was furious, "Duan Xiao! โ€

Duan Xiao leaned against the door with a smile and looked at her, "But that night, you came to the mansion to find me and negotiate with me calmly, I knew that you were not stupid at all, if it weren't for the fact that you said that you were going to kill Liu Xianxian, I would probably go to the Song Mansion the next day and ask you for the ancestral golden lock of my Duan family." โ€

Song Fanhua snorted, "Why? โ€

Duan Xiao narrowed his eyes, "Because I don't need a woman who is too scheming." โ€

Song Fanhua laughed, "Then I have to thank Liu Xianxian, if it wasn't for her, I would have been kicked out by you a long time ago, if you were out, I think, I will never be able to find an alliance as suitable as you." โ€

Duan Xiao said, "Me too. โ€

The two men looked at each other and laughed at each other.

They all wanted to kill Liu Xianxian, but they didn't want to, because of Liu Xianxian, they came together.

Duan Xiao straightened up, grabbed Song Fanhua's arm, and slowly stepped over the threshold, Song Fanhua was pulled by him, walking without hurry, the two of them held their arms and walked on the sheep intestine path in the night, walking and walking, Song Fanhua said, "This is not the way back to Ruyiju." โ€

Duan Xiao snorted, "I'll take you to see the real Duan Jiajun." โ€

Song Fanhua was stunned, "The Duan family army really didn't wipe out the whole army?" โ€

Duan Xiao said, "No, however, there are very few survivors. โ€

Song Fanhua sighed, "It's a pity." โ€

Duan Xiao's eyes fell gloomy, and then he said, "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, although there are very few survivors, but these survivors are the elite of the Duan family's army, and their abilities will never be imagined, so it is more than enough for them to deal with the eyeliner of these Yun clans placed in Hengzhou City." โ€

Song Fanhua looked at the man beside him, thinking about how he died in his previous life? With such a careful mind, such a careful plan, such a cautious person, such a powerful person, and himself with such a black belly and a strong belly, how did he die?

Song Fanhua said, "In this way, the plan is foolproof." โ€

Duan Xiao didn't respond, but the thoughts in his heart were the same as Song Fanhua's, if it wasn't foolproof, how could he act? He took Song Fanhua and went down to the ground through the tomb.

Entering the underground, passing through the tunnels, and entering another world, Song Fanhua was stunned.

Underworld?

No.

Underground state towns.

Song Fanhua looked at the streets and alleys in front of her that were exactly the same as another Hengzhou City, and was dumbfounded, she hadn't returned to her soul for a long time, and she had been in a state of shock, until Duan Xiao led her into the Duan family ancestral hall, let her meet the ancestors of the Duan family, and led her to the concentration camp of the Duan family army, she really accepted this huge indigestible insight.

She stared at Duan Xiao, pointed to the people in front of her, dressed in strange shapes and colors, and asked in a low voice, "These people are what you said...... The Duan family army that survived? โ€

Duan Xiao smiled and nodded, "Yes." โ€

Song Fanhua glanced at those people, and even if they were strange, they didn't take Duan Xiao seriously at all, she swallowed her saliva, pulled the corner of Duan Xiao's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you can order them?" โ€

Duan Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, but before he could speak, one of them was a thin and tall man with messy hair digging ear droppings, and he was also wearing a wide old woman's clothes, and asked Duan Xiao, "Young master, who is this girl who is smart?" โ€

Duan Xiao said, "I just took her into the Duan family ancestral hall and worshiped the ancestors. โ€

As soon as his words fell, the young man who plucked his ears was stunned, and he was originally talking about his own things below, and the sound of chaos and chaos dispersed at once, and everyone rushed over, and even more, flying in the sky and clouds, suddenly fell in front of Song Fanhua, staring at her.

Song Fanhua reached out and touched her face.

The young man who had just gouged out his ears asked the young man who was staring at Song Fanhua, "Flying Lynx, do you see anything?" โ€

Fei Tmall grinned, "Delicate skin, high-quality color." โ€

Song Fanhua narrowed her eyes.

Duan Xiao glanced at him.

Fei Tmall said, "Young Master, the girl you have taken a fancy to this time is good. โ€

Song Fanhua's eyes narrowed more and more, this time? Could it be that before her, Duan Xiao had taken a fancy to other women? As soon as this idea fell, she was suddenly stunned again, patted her head, what did she think, Duan Xiao didn't take a fancy to her.

She smiled and said to Fei Tmall, "I am engaged to your young master." โ€

As soon as this sentence came out, it caused an uproar below.

Zhang Sanya rushed up and said, "You are engaged to my young master?" Seeing Song Fanhua nodding, he looked at Duan Xiao again, "Young Master, what you are doing is wrong, how can you be free on top and let us suffer underground?" โ€

Duan Xiao smiled, "Didn't I come here today to let you go up?" โ€

Zhang Sanya's eyes widened suddenly.

The eyes of the crowd below widened sharply.

Tianfei Cat asked in disbelief, "Young Master, you weren't stunned by the woman, did you?" You're going to let us up? It means to go up, which means ......"

Duan Xiao said in a deep voice, "That's what you think." โ€

When this sentence fell, the scene was instantly quiet and suffocating, and for a long time, the steep mountain torrent and tsunami burst out, and the laughter of people one by one was like a mountain, and the underground state town on this side of the earthquake almost collapsed.

In the laughter, some people are as loud as a song, some are crazy like demons, some are silent as a mountain, and some people look at the sky and explore quietly.

Song Fanhua stood in these crowds, looking at their demeanor, listening to their voices, there was a feeling of wanting to cry, from the rebirth, she felt the pulse of life for the first time, it was a kind of eternal, vigorous, blood-boiling breath, she said in her heart in a low voice, "Take revenge." โ€

After that night, the Duan family army set out in the nest.

Fang Xin was separated from Wufang's body, Wufang went to the Pure Dust Temple again, before Liu Shaoqi died, Duan Xiao was not worried that Wufang would go to the Pure Dust Temple alone, so he asked Qi Fei and Zhu Licong to accompany him, and Qi Fei and Zhu Licong practiced the Wanhai Sword Method in the back mountain of the Pure Dust Temple.

This practice is three days.

In the meantime, Lu Zhiyan went to the Jingchen Temple to find the master of the net space to play chess three times, drank wine five times, ate chicken twice, and once, when the pure space was cleaning the temple, he saw Zhu Licong practicing swordsmanship in the hanging mountain, his hand holding the broom trembled faintly, tears flashed in his eyes, and the crystal was shining, and then, the diet of Wufang and Qifei became better and better, accompanied by the opening of the Luojia Temple that had been closed for many years in the Jingchen Temple, and Wufang was invited to enter it, and then the Luojia Temple was closed, and the Holy Gate Qinghui was all returned to the temple.

Three days later, the thousand-year-old Kowloon Xifeng Fire Temple Fair was held on River Street, Liu Shaoqi leaned on the railing of the boat, watching Song Fanhua, who had not been seen for many days, stepping on small steps, the streamers were swaying, a bright red ice silk skirt was wrapped around his body, his black hair was fluttering, and he walked over with a light smile.

At that moment, he saw Song Fanhua raise his head, and also heard the screams of many women around him, and when he landed steadily, he crossed his arms and stared at the woman who was close at hand, full of ridicule, "Wearing so red, do you want to pay tribute to Shenlong?" โ€