Ye Fu smiled in a trance in the midst of the people, accidentally bumped into someone, and after apologizing, he dragged the man and asked: "Uncle, what are you called here?" ”

"Young man, I'm afraid you're not confused, this is Yancheng!"

"Yancheng?!"

Ye Fu's somewhat puzzled tone caused the old man to be dissatisfied, and pulled Ye Fu's sleeve robe and pointed to the tall stone pillar above the oblique, with big vermilion characters on it: Yancheng.

Ye Fu wanted to see the magnificent city gate when he first entered Yancheng, which was completely different from the stone tablet of this stingy Bala.

But the meaning of their inscription is the same.

Ye Fu looked at the lively street and walked step by step.

At the end of the street is a maple forest, which looks like it is dyed with blood. The cold meaning falls from the maple leaves.

So, Yan Mingsheng raised a small Yancheng in his workshop?

At the end of the street there was a low house of civil structure, where a little old man was sitting, with a long bench in front of him.

The corners of the little old man's mouth swept cold, and he took a knife and carved it seriously.

Folded or folded, the pieces of paper on the bench turned into living and lay there.

Someone, there is a house. There are birds, there are trees.

This is a large paper sculpture, just at a glance, Ye Fu can see that it is the condensed shadow of this "Xiaoyancheng".

Ye Fu moved a few steps in the direction of the little old man, and suddenly smelled the familiar, vague fragrance between his nose.

Ye Fu looked at the lifelike paper sculptures, and the details were a total corner of the child holding a windmill running against the wind on the street.

A gust of wind came, as if the windmill above it was really spinning......

Ye Fu bit his lip, a little irritating pain.

It is impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Ye Fu was stunned in place for a long time, and a slight wind swept through the street, and he went to the direction of the maple forest.

The little old man turned the carving knife in his hand and finished carving the last stroke.

Ye Fu was also happy in his heart, and his eyes shifted from the paper sculpture to the little old man in white.

The little old man slowly raised his head, and the slightly hooked corners of his mouth showed his good mood.

But the mustache and slightly squinted eyes under his mouth are clearly the county guard of Luzi County - Ji Cheng!

Without waiting for Ye Fu to adapt to the surprise in his heart, a man in a brown cloth short coat came out on the side, wanting to color the paper carving, and suddenly caught a glimpse of his appearance, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

Thinking about it carefully, Ye Fu stretched out his fingers to block the gesture in front of him, the equipment was frustrated, the height was shorter, and the face was not so smooth...... Yan Mingsheng!

Ye Fu walked over and grabbed the young man's hand: "Yan Mingsheng!" ”

The man seemed frightened, and stepped back with what he was holding.

"What's wrong with your face? And, where is this! ”

"I don't know, who are you?" The young man shook his head in a daze.

The corners of Ye Fu's mouth moaned slightly, looking left and right: "You are all fake!" ”

The maple forest is like a boundary, with the bustle of Yancheng inside, and the unknown world inside and outside.

Looking at the bustling crowd, everyone has a faint smile on their faces, happy and happy, as if they don't know the sorrow of the world, in Ye Fu's view, such a leisurely and comfortable but more unreal than anything.

Ye Fu looked at the paper sculpture, the long street has a head and no tail, the entrance is the stone tablet, and the exit is ......

Ye Fu turned around and headed towards the maple forest.

Just stepped on the largest maple tree, didn't even have time to feel the shade of the tree, Ye Fu's eyes were dark, as if he had fallen and opened his eyes in fright.

The quaint and elegant room is Yan Mingsheng's room.

stroked her slightly heavy forehead, opened the window and looked out at the morning mood, so, she just had a dream?

Ye Fu put away his clothes, opened the door after washing, and went to the spice workshop in Yanfu.

I was still stopped halfway.

Ye Fu didn't say anything, with a faint smile on his face.

I returned to Yanfu and found a carriage from the housekeeper.

"Thank you for me."

"The prime minister can tell the coachman where he wants to go."

"Hmm." Ye Fu squinted and lowered the curtain, and said lightly to the coachman outside, "How big is Yancheng?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"I want to walk it in one day, is that okay?"

"If you only walk around the city, the villain can do it."

"Let's go, then."

Along the way, Ye Fu half-lifted the curtain and watched the scenery of the entire Yancheng at a slightly faster speed.

Finally found something at the corner of a street.

"That's ...... here"

"Xiangye, it is an old street in Yancheng, and no one has lived in it for a long time."

"Can the carriage get in?"

The coachman jumped down quickly and took a few steps closer to watch.

"Yes."

"Alright, let's go in."

Ye Fu asked the coachman to sit inside, ran outside to pull the rope, and shouted at the horse to move forward slowly.

Like the street in the dream, there are bamboo weaving shops, and on the opposite side is a hairpin shop.

The houses on the street were brittle and dusty, and the autumn breeze passed through the hall, and there was no human smell at all.

The slow speed of the car allowed Ye Fu to get a glimpse of the neatly arranged tables and chairs in the door, as if the owner was just going out temporarily and would come back soon.

There is nothing missing in this street, except for the owner.

But that's all it loses.

"Do you know how long this has been abandoned?"

"It's only a few years."

"Do you know why?"

"The small ones are not clear. I only know that after the second princess married into Yancheng, many things in the city began to change. A beautiful house was built and a large restaurant was opened. People are also becoming more and more fond of having fun. ”

The coachman's words were frank and there was no hint of concealment.

In the middle of the hour, the carriage reached the end of the street.

Unlike the maple grove in your dreams, this is a dead end, with only a gray wall.

Looking to the left and right, there was a dilapidated lantern shop.

Ji Cheng and the young "Yan Mingsheng" also did not appear.

The two of them returned the same way, and when they arrived at Yanfu, it was already dusk.

"Thank you for your hard work today."

Ye Fu handed over the horse rope in his hand to the coachman.

The coachman's hand trembled: "Little one...... Little panic! ”

You must know how worried he is about sitting in the car driven by the prime minister all the way!

Ye Fu patted the shoulder of the little guy and returned to the main courtyard with a smile.

Surprisingly, Ye Fu's house was already occupied, the lamp was lit, and the table was covered with hot dishes.

"Boss Yan?"

As soon as Ye Fu's words fell, Yan Mingsheng slowly turned around, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that the prime minister went to a lot of places today?"

"Oh, yes." Ye Fu picked up the chopsticks, found two pairs, and asked, "Boss Yan didn't eat dinner either?" ”

"Aren't you waiting for the prime minister to come back and eat it together?"

"Hey, hey." Ye Fu smiled, picked up the rice spoon and added a bowl of rice to others, handed it to Yan Mingsheng, and served the rice himself, "Then you're welcome." ”

Yan Mingsheng moved his slender hands and ate quietly.

After the two of them had eaten, a maid came in to receive the food, and then made tea and served it.

Ye Fu took a sip of the small teacup, rested, waited for the autumn to come, the night was getting deeper, and then looked at Yan Mingsheng and said, "Boss Yan, let's make a deal, right?" ”

"Oh? What deal does the prime minister want to make? Yan Mingsheng held the teacup in his hand, turned the angle slightly, tilted half a corner, and said with a bit of a sneer.

Ye Fu didn't care, in a word: "What Boss Yan wants to do, I can do it." Since Boss Yan let me see those things, he must have some hope for someone Yu. ”

"Hmm."

"If I'm not mistaken, Boss Yan is very dissatisfied with today's Yancheng. Since the second princess came here, it has brought many benefits to Yancheng, from health and happiness to gold and silver, it is the handicraftsmen and business people who have moved from cooperation to division, and gradually become intolerant. ”

Yan Mingsheng restrained his smile, but was silent.

Ye Fu continued: "The glitz brings the moral lack of the entire county, the people are degraded, and it is impossible for Yancheng to be rich and prosperous for a long time without the support of the heritage." ”

"I don't have the same long-term vision as the prime minister. I just want Yancheng to change back to its original appearance. ”

"Boss Yan should know that it's impossible."

Ye Fu's decision made Yan Mingsheng suddenly cold-faced, with a little ruthlessness.

"Prime Minister Mo is not laughing at Yan?"

"Not really." Ye Fu got up, stood with his hands in his hands, his handsome posture was a little unreal under the moonlight, and his voice said lightly: "Even if Boss Yan can create a paradise away from the hustle and bustle for the older generation of Yancheng people, he can't give them real changes in the world." What is true is nothing more than the change of seasons and the reincarnation of all things. Boss Yan made them face forever with their self that would not grow old, the house that would not stain the dust, and the maple forest that would not change with time, just pushing them from one nightmare to another. ”

"What does the prime minister think?"

Yu thought that instead of cherishing himself, it was better to meet the challenge. Only things that continue to exist through the selection of time are valuable things. There are things that are beautiful and exquisite, but they cannot be circulated, not because people do not appreciate it, but because they are too timid. ”

Yan Mingsheng smiled slightly.

"I believe that Boss Yan saw the contest between me and the second princess, and there will be an answer soon. And I don't care if I win or lose. What I want is whether the entire Yancheng can continue to exist for Yujing City and for Yuguo. ”

Yan Mingsheng's eyes narrowed: "What if it can't?" ”

"It's just that it's too timid." Ye Fu smiled, "Yu doesn't mind destroying it, even with all the hard work that Boss Yan has spent in it." ”

"Heh, the prime minister's deal is really difficult to do, if you promise, you will lose, if you don't agree, you will lose, in the end, you are still a powerful and hard-spoken person, I, a flat-headed ordinary person, can only ask for more blessings."

"What does Boss Yan mean?"

"If the prime minister can do what he promised, then Yan's power will naturally be sent to the prime minister."

Ye Fu smiled and took out the prepared small gold lock from his sleeve: "This thing Boss Yan should not be unfamiliar with, so how about it as a mortgage for our transaction?" ”

Yan Mingsheng glanced at the delicate little golden lock in Ye Fu's hand: "Okay." ”

At the end, he asked: "Does the prime minister know where the six tokens are specially made?" ”

Ye Fu glanced at the ridicule on Yan Mingsheng's face, chuckled in his heart, and said awkwardly: "It won't be you Yancheng people, right?" ”

Yan Mingsheng nodded and said, "All the samples, materials, and production are all made in Yan's workshop. Including the phase seal before the prime minister, the raw materials come from the jade mountain on the bank of the Luozi River. ”

"Make up the ......" The people in Yancheng are really interesting, as if they all have the skills to hang the sky, Ji Cheng will tie lanterns, Yan Mingsheng will make incense, and even the foreign daughter-in-law and the second princess can play with one hand "read countless people" long-sleeved dance, can you still let a certain prime minister play treasure happily!

After reaching a happy deal with Yan Mingsheng, Ye Fu was still busy walking around.

"I heard that the second princess has prepared a batch of goods to go to the capital, if it is successful, there will be a chance to turn the tables in Yancheng, if not, it will not be ......"

Ye Fu smiled, jumped off the royal carriage given by Yanfu, and got into a Zhuang Ji silk cloth.

"Is the boss there?" Ye Fu asked politely.

The young man estimated that it was the first time to look at such a beautiful guest officer, and the cloth ruler in his hand was wrapped around his knotted hand, and he stammered: "Okay, okay, yes, sit for a while, sit for a while......"

Ye Fu smiled and waited in the courtyard.

Outside the cloth village is a shop, with simple fabrics and ready-to-wear garments. It was empty, and there was no one in it.

Ye Fu was puzzled, and was attracted by the young man who came over.

"What is this guest officer looking for?"

Ye Fu didn't say much, and took out the dealer's Bai Jue and spread it in his hand to show the little boss.

"It's a nobleman!"

Ye Fu didn't know what kind of status this Bai Jue had in the dealer, but when he saw the boss's respectful appearance, he knew that the goal he wanted was achieved.

Long line with big fish, she is half ready.

In the next few days, Ye Fu ran to Buzhuang, every time he returned to Yanfu was a new body, several times the housekeeper opened his mouth to ask who it was, and if he looked carefully, he was not the prime minister who came in and out every day.

When everyone got used to it, they were not surprised.

Yan Mingsheng in the middle of the day is still locked in the room and won't go out, and he is also "secretly" ordered when there is something.

"What has the prime minister been doing lately?"

"It's very close to a few cloth houses in the city, and there are no less than two groups of people who are also ...... prime minister" The corners of the messenger's mouth twitched, and he sneered: That big grinning Xiangye, I don't know that every time I go out, there are countless teams around me to follow him.

Oh, Ye Fu who knows can only laugh. You are too young, what is this meeting compared to Yujing City? She is a dignified prime minister, and she is followed by two groups of people, just this little pattern?

"Sir, the princess sent someone to ask for the deadline."

"Let her wait."

"Yes."

The night is like ink, Ye Fu is wearing new clothes and wandering on the street, touching the good touch on his hands, Ye Fu is overjoyed to get a new dress.

I can't help but think of a previous incident, a young lady in a friend's house, every time she goes to a relative's house in the city, she dresses plainly, and people in the city can't get used to it, so she will always take her to buy a new dress.

Ye Fu thought deeply, and several questions came to mind: Is it too bad to dress yourself? Is your usual self so unbearable?

Doubting life.

Forget it, the boss of the cloth village is also well-intentioned. Who knows if it was given to Bai Jue's face in his hand?

Alas, alas, they are all things outside the body.

The street where Ye Fu walked was a little remote, and there were no people at night, only a few lanterns hung high, exuding a warm and dusk afterglow.

Suddenly, a gust of gloomy wind struck, and the sword intent burst out of the air!