According to Leng Yushi's temperament, he should have sent those abacus back quickly. Wan Wan prepared a few futons and let Jin Ying dismantle them, just waiting for Leng Yushi to send back the abacus and remove the beads for modification.

After a few days, someone finally came to the Leng Yushi Mansion. But instead of sending back the abacus, he gave a piece of foggy light Luo as a gift in return.

On the thin smoke-like material, there is an embroidered rose in full bloom, with fine stitching and elegant colors. It is even more rare that this is a double-sided embroidery, no matter which side you look at, the rose seems to be in the early morning mist.

Mrs. Leng sent a return gift so seriously, and Wan Wan was embarrassed to continue to tease Leng Yushi. The plan to modify the futon and give it away again is also abandoned.

The matter did not continue, and the excitement in front of Leng Yushi Gate was soon drowned in the rumors of Bianjing City.

I don't know if it's because the war in the north is about to end, Zhao Zixuan calmed the people's hearts on the one hand, and gathered troops to prepare to clear the four gates, and the rumors with ulterior motives in Bianjing City became more and more popular.

The more the rumors prevailed, the more calm Zhao Zijing became.

Except for the rumors, there are almost no other changes in Bianjing, which shows that the power of the Four Gates in Bianjing is not very good. Calm to calm, Zhao Zijing is still a little annoyed by the ability of the Criminal Department and the Kyoto Prefecture.

He has some eyeliner in the dark, but it is far inferior to the gate of heaven back then. When encountering such a thing as rumors, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Regarding the existence of Tianmen, he and Zhao Zixuan are actually different. Zhao Zixuan is full of wind and moon, and he doesn't like to cast eyeliner nets in his bones, and puts hundreds of officials in an atmosphere where he has to be cautious and nervous at all times. Zhao Zixuan yearns for Feng Qing Rilang. He is a man who lives between black and white, and has always understood that there are some things that black is easier to control than white.

The four gates were abolished that year, partly because the matter of forcing the palace had been detected by the Yeyuan Dynasty; Part of it was because the four doors at that time were really redundant and needed to be integrated; Part of it was because of the rebellion against Emperor Yansheng.

He didn't want to go along with his arrangement, he didn't want it to be his way.

When he was in the position that Emperor Yan once was, became an emperor, and became a father, he became more and more aware of Emperor Yansheng. also understood that that night, his self-murder was not due to a desperate situation.

Zhao Zijing's thoughts didn't stay on Emperor Yansheng for long, and the autumn wind blew the farmland outside Bianliang City orange and yellow. Preparing for the autumn festival, bowing the fields to harvest grain, and doing things one after another, the emperor's energy was shifted to the autumn harvest for a while.

At this time of year, those who have a grange at home will also walk a few times up the village to show their attention. Dingbei Hou Mansion is naturally no exception.

This time, Meng Shi and the others did not come out, except for Feng Yaniang, who was married, Feng Qingcheng's generation was complete. said it was complete, but there were only five people in total.

Wan Wan herself also has a Zhuangzi, and after walking around the Zhuangzi here, she took Feng Songniang all the way to her own Zhuangzi to play. Feng Qingcheng went to the field, and Feng Qingxun carefully checked the accounts in the house.

Checking the accounts is rarely necessary to get together with a few Zhuangtou, Xiao Peixi felt inconvenient, so she took a girl to wander around the Zhuangzi.

The autumn wind is cool, but the sun is still scorching.

Xiao Peixi walked for a while and then stayed in the shade of a tree. There were several stakes in the shade of the trees, and a little girl laid a brocade mat on one of them.

After Xiao Peixi sat down, she looked around boredly, and suddenly found that in the farmland in the distance, Feng Qingcheng was casually sitting on the ridge and chatting with a few farmers. is doing such a down-to-earth thing, and he is still elegant and calm, and his demeanor is dazzling.

Because of him, Xiao Peixi suddenly felt that the farmland full of sweat and soil had become beautiful.

She felt this way since she was very young.

The northern land is desolate and desolate, as long as he appears, the cold, hard and rough wind is as warm and soft as the south of the Yangtze River.

At that time, among the children in the Northland, his homework and six arts were the best, that is, when it came to the art of war, she was the only one who could talk about it with him.

Everyone said that he was the most compatible with her, and the two families should be close when they grew up.

At that time, he was modest and studious, but he was also proud, acting like the wind of the north sweeping across the field, open and upright. Today, except for the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, there is no trace of what he was back then.

There is always a smile in his eyes, as if he is drunk but not drunk, so that people can't see through and guess. His words and deeds, every move is no longer what it was back then.

In the past three years, a lot of things have happened in the DPRK, and there have been countless bloody storms under the prosperity of Bianjing City, and she knows more or less about it. Recently, rumors have risen in the city, and she knows that those chilling things are inseparable from him.

This person...... It's no longer the Qingcheng brother who dragged her up from the mud pond back then.

The wind blew with the dry aroma of the ripe grass and trees, Xiao Peixi suddenly felt a little cold, and her heart was empty as if a part had been dug out.

The brother Qingcheng who said he wanted to teach her to ride a horse, the brother Qingcheng who rolled up his sleeves to stand up for her, and the brother Qingcheng who was punished for her but comforted her with a smile...... Where did Feng Qingcheng, who had a bright smile and a pride in his bones, go?

Xiao Peixi looked at Fengqing City from afar, her eyes were hot.

The close-fitting big girl Miyin saw that her eyes were red, and hurriedly handed over a handkerchief, "Madame, but you are blind?" ”

Xiao Peixi noticed the gaffe, took the handkerchief, lowered her head, and pressed the tears overflowing from her eyes to her cheeks.

Not far away, a resting Taoist aunt had been secretly observing Xiao Peixi. Seeing her crying when she looked at Feng Qingcheng from afar, she felt a little more sure in her heart.

She stood up, straightened her appearance slightly, made a profound appearance on her face, and walked towards Xiao Peixi's side step by step.

After walking to a proper distance, Dao Gu stopped, pinched Xiao Peixi's salute, and said, "Madame has something on her mind." ”

This aunt looks kind, and she looks a little detached. Xiao Peixi's heart was empty, and she had nowhere to tell her tears, so when she saw this aunt, she got up and returned the salute and invited her to sit down.

sent the girl to prepare refreshments, and only Miyin was left around.

When Aunt Dao took a look, she knew that Miyin was Xiao Peixi's confidant, and it was a good time to speak with few people at the moment. Dao Gu sat down and first discussed a few words of Taoism with Xiao Peixi.

This aunt has also done some homework seriously. Just a few words, Xiao Peixi was impressed.

Seeing Xiao Peixi's expression, Aunt Dao knew that the time had come to speak, "I have a relationship with my wife, so I will make a hexagram for my wife, and I may be able to solve my wife's thoughts." ”

Xiao Peixi smiled reluctantly.

Her thoughts?

Her mind is nothing more than Fengqing City. But today's Feng Qingcheng is no longer the Qingcheng brother she misses.

No matter how capable this Dao Gu is, can she go back to the years, change the lives of General Feng and Mrs. Zhonglie, and let Feng Qingcheng grow up according to his temperament when he was a child?

Xiao Peixi's expression was different from what Dao Gu expected. She lowered her eyelids slightly, covering the emotions under her eyes, and carefully calculated how to convince Xiao Peixi of her.

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