Chapter 144: Goodbye Heavenly Snow

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There is only one politician surnamed Feng in Beihua, and that is Feng Zhengxin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

And what made the girl instantly shocked was not Feng Zhengxin, it was the daughter of Ling Qian-

The Feng family has only one daughter, and that is Feng Tianxue, who said goodbye.

The words "Tianxue ......" popped into her mind, and the girl got up from the ground regardless of any etiquette, lifted the corner of her skirt and ran out.

"Little Si'er—this is the good daughter-in-law you're looking for—" Old Madam Yan roared angrily, and the crutch in her hand slammed on the ground!

Long Jinyu ran out of the side hall desperately and walked through the verandah. stopped at the hanging flower arch leading to the front hall, and looked at the woman who walked into the Yan Mansion step by step with Feng Zhengxin in her arms......

Feng Zhengxin was dressed in a black tunic, with gold wire glasses on his face that symbolized the literary atmosphere. There was a shallow smile on the chubby face, and the light in his eyes did not fall on the woman next to him, and there was a kind light in his eyes.

The woman holding him looked only in her twenties, and a water-red dress completely set off her delicate figure, and a pair of red crystal shoes were even more noble and elegant.

The woman's shoulder-length brown hair with wavy curls was tied up high by a butterfly hairpin made of diamonds, like a beautiful doll.

Even though there were great changes, Long Jinyu still recognized at a glance that the woman was none other than her good friend, good sister and best friend, Feng Tianxue.

"Tianxue ......" Before she knew it, she had approached the father and daughter.

"Uncle Feng...... Tianxue ......" was awakened by her gentle voice, Feng Tianxue raised her head suddenly, just in front of Long Jinyu's clear watery eyes, and she was also shocked.

Before the word "Tian......" snow was spoken, his shoulders sank. The man who was one step behind her stood quietly behind the girl, gently holding her and stopping her words.

Following Yan Beiquan's gesture, Long Jinyu saw that after the Feng family's father and daughter came in. It was Jiang Mengya and a middle-aged man in a military uniform, even if she didn't know Jiang Shaohua, she could guess that this was Jiang Mengya's father, the commander of the Jiang family's army.

As soon as the father and daughter of the Jiang family entered the mansion, the two young master-like people paced in one after the other. These two, she is no stranger, one is a classmate of Shenghua School, Lu Chaodu, and the other is Zhang Dagongzi 'Zhang Dezhao', who came back from the dead and suddenly appeared at her wedding! Seeing this, Long Jinyu understood what Yan Beiquan meant when he said that Yan Mansion was not that this birthday banquet was not so good!

Whether it is politicians and military powers, or wealthy businessmen, they are all gathered here today, which shows that this birthday banquet is not ordinary.

Long Jinyu didn't know that what she saw was only a part, and there was one most important person she didn't see......

Looking at the gate of Yanfu with cold eyes, Miyamoto Yukiko sighed deeply, straightened the tie on her chest, and made a series of movements elegant and calm.

"Yukiko, are you really going to celebrate the enemy's birthday?

"Shut up—" Before the man's cold words were finished, he was cut off by Miyamoto Yukiko.

"Yes—" Ben interrupted, and Miyamoto Ichiro straightened up and lowered his head in response. The training of the army has given most of the Fuso soldiers a common characteristic. That is, no matter what the commander says is right or wrong, they must obey unconditionally.

Yukiko Miyamoto is the flower of the empire carefully cultivated by the empire, and Ichiro Miyamoto naturally becomes her subordinate. Moreover, this time Miyamoto Katsuichi Jade was broken, he knew that he had an unshirkable responsibility, and he was absolutely obedient to Miyamoto Yukiko's orders.

"Ichiro-kun, do you know what the Chinese attach the most importance to?" Miyamoto Yukiko's eyes were deep, half-squinting at the two big characters of the Yan Mansion, and her mind was unpredictable.

"Ichiro is ignorant-" Ichiro Miyamoto is a rough man, let him lead his troops into battle, he feels that he has the courage to charge. But it is his weakness when it comes to intersections.

"You are indeed stupid, otherwise you would not have been able to protect your father, and so many imperial warriors-" Following his words, Miyamoto Yukiko shouted in a low voice.

"Brother Ichiro, fighting a war is not just about courage, sometimes you need brains-"

"This is not a battlefield, your savage set is useless.

But you must not underestimate this place, although there is no smoke here, it is more terrible than the smoke of gunpowder. It's a trick, it's a human heart -- it's a psychological warfare, you won't understand -- "

"Yes!" he replied with his head down, and Ichiro Miyamoto leaned sideways to get out of the way.

As soon as she entered the gate of the Yan Mansion, Miyamoto Yukiko saw that tall and dignified figure. Yan Beiquan never left Long Jinyu from beginning to end, holding the girl close to him, and coldly watching the familiar or unfamiliar faces.

At the moment of eye contact with Miyamoto Xue, Yan Beiquan felt the cold ruthlessness that flashed in the eyes of this Fusang woman.

"Whatever happens today, follow me. No matter what they say, use your heart to find the answer!" the man whispered, his calm tone reaching Long Jinyu's ears, making her realize the complexity of the matter.

"Why did Xue'er suddenly appear? Did you know in advance?" the little hand grabbed the man's arm tightly, and Long Jinyu asked lightly.

"What do you think?" he asked, his eyes dark.

"......" has always been thousands of miles away in the northern army. When he returned to Beihua some time ago, Yan Beiquan devoted himself to the military department again. Every time I went back to the Overseer's Mansion, my eyes were covered with tired bloodshots, and there was a chance to go to Feng Tianxue. The reason why I didn't answer her directly was to see how much trust she had in herself.

"Where has Cher been for such a long time, why did she suddenly appear, what the hell is going to happen today... Why am I so uneasy......" The girl's porcelain white soft silk tightly grabbed the dress, and she was faintly apprehensive in her heart.

"There are two snows that came today, one is Fengtian Yuki, and one is Miyamoto Yukiko, no matter which one it is, it is not a coincidence that they came today. ”

"Miyamoto ......" Miyamoto's two words made her eyes widen and look up at the man.

"Well, Katsuichi Miyamoto's only daughter, Yukiko Miyamoto. Look at the man next to her, do you still recognize it?!" Following the man's words, Long Jinyu noticed. Next to the woman in a suit, stood a thin man. She recognized it, it was the young officer in the Fusang position!

He's also there, he's not dead. Is this Miyamoto Katsuichi's death done by Yan Beiquan and Beijun, will she come to take revenge today......

As soon as she thought of this, the girl felt a chill in her back, and the hand holding the man's arm tightened.

Sensing her abnormality, Yan Beiquan gently patted the girl's weak shoulder, and held the woman's soft little hand with his big hand.

For some reason, when she felt the man's calloused palm on her hand, and the warm feeling came, her heart would be inexplicably relieved!

With the arrival of guests one after another, Mrs. Yan was also helped from the side hall to the main hall.

The main hall of Yan Mansion is a layout of the late Qing Dynasty. There is an ink painting of the longevity of a pine crane hanging in the huge central hall, and a wild grass calligraphy painting on the left and right. Under the middle hall, there is a strip machine and a solid wood table of eight immortals, and the edge of the table is carved with flowers and plants. There is a Taishi chair on each side of the table of the Eight Immortals. Old Madam Yan sat on one of the Taishi chairs, and her dark satin dress looked extravagant and deep.

"Grandma Yan, we're here to congratulate you on your birthday~" Jiang Mengya was the first to run to the old lady, with a pure smile on her elegant little face, completely devoid of the sadness of that day.

"Okay, good-Yaya is the most well-behaved!" Old Madam Yan, who had always had a cold temperament, smiled when she saw Jiang Mengya leave. Holding her hand, the smile spread on the wrinkled face, as if she was dozens of years younger!

"Old Madam Yan—" A neutral male voice sounded, with a clear laugh.

Feng Zhengxin took his daughter, with a smile on his face, and walked into the front hall with a steady pace, followed by Jiang Shaohua and Miyamoto Yukiko......

As soon as Miyamoto Yukiko entered the Yan Mansion, her eyes were locked on the tall figure. In her eyes, Yan Beiquan has an indescribable attraction, whether it was in Fusang a few years ago or now in Beihua, he is so brave and a real hero.

The visitors sent congratulatory messages and congratulatory gifts one by one. The people who came were either from the military and political circles or from the rich businessmen's armour, and the gifts they gave were not shivering, and some of them were even staggering!

"Commissioner Feng is here, welcome and welcome--come and entertain the guests-" The old lady was not very enthusiastic about Feng Zhengxin, except for the father and daughter of the Jiang family, among the people who came, there were few who could make her eye.

"The old lady is polite, we are here to wish the old lady happiness such as the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan!" Feng Zhengxin, a famous old fox in the Beihua government, is what he is good at. He didn't look down on the Yan family, an outdated royal relative, but because of Yan Beiquan's power in Beihua at this time, he had to stammer!

And this time I came to Yanfu to celebrate my birthday, and most of them listened to the words of my daughter, Feng Tianxue.

"Old Madam Yan, Xue'er also wishes you more chips in the sea house and evergreen pines and cypresses-" Feng Tianxue's elegant voice was full of aura, and she was dressed in water-red, lively and dignified and generous.

"Okay, this is Feng Zheng's daughter, right?" The old lady didn't pay attention to Feng Zhengxin, but smiled a little more at Feng Tianxue.

"Feng Zhengren, Miss Tianxue, long time no see-" Yan Beiquan's abrupt voice sounded, and he walked over without a hurry and stood beside Old Madam Yan. Long Jinyu was next to him, holding the man's arm, and her eyes fell on Feng Tianxue.

"Little ......" Feng Tianxue tugged at the corners of her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but swallowed it again.

Feng Zhengxin beside her was obviously much calmer than her, and gently patted her daughter holding her hand, Feng Zhengxin's eyes hidden behind the gold wire glasses narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "Yan Overseer's army went out thousands of miles away and returned triumphantly, isn't this just seen!" His words sounded nothing at first glance, but in the ears of some people, their eyebrows tightened.

Yukiko Miyamoto listened to their words in her ears and clenched her fists tightly.

Thinking of Miyamoto Katsuichi's broken jade, she trembled all over, and her eyes became even colder when she looked at Yan Beiquan!

"yes, long time no see...... Overseer, little fish......" Feng Tianxue's tone was shallow, without a trace of long-lost enthusiasm.

Her performance is completely different from her original character, Long Jinyu can see that she has scruples but doesn't know why! I don't understand what happened during the time when she left without saying goodbye, there are many people at present, she can't ask all the questions and can only stay in her heart!

The front hall is full of high-ranking friends, all of whom are dignitaries with heads and faces, this kind of scene Yan Beiquan is not the first time he has seen it, and he has become accustomed to it. But for Long Jinyu, this is the biggest banquet except for the wedding.

Last time she was a bride, she didn't need to do anything, just be her bride with peace of mind, and although this birthday banquet was peaceful on the surface, it was actually full of undercurrents, and everyone had their own hearts.