When the big man heard this, he didn't agree, and he didn't agree, and finally a few people paused in the courtyard before going out.

"Shaoxia, hurry up and pack up and leave, these people can't be provoked!"

The old man saw that a few people were walking away, so he hurriedly persuaded Ye Tian to seal the road.

"Don't worry, old man, I'm still waiting for these people to bring the loom back. ”

Ye Tianfeng smiled slightly, not taking it seriously at all.

"Oh, Shaoxia, you may not know, these people are homeless subordinates of the Southern Regions Chamber of Commerce, and they are responsible for the doorways of several homeless streets in the town every day, and they are very powerful. The lady on the side is also admonishing.

"Hehe, it's okay, two old people, my grandfather is sick, this is the money for a few more days, you can collect it." ”

Ye Tianfeng said and took out two gold coins from his arms and stuffed them directly into the uncle's hands.

"Oh, I can't help it, one gold coin in front is enough, where do you dare to ask for ......?"

"Take it, by the way, I'm a little hungry right now, auntie, please get some food. ”

Stuffed the two gold coins into the uncle's hands, and after talking for a long time, the two old men accepted the gold coins and hurriedly went to prepare a meal for Ye Tianfeng.

After dinner, Li Lao's side let out a rare laugh in the reincarnation, and Ye Tianfeng was also in a good mood. Just as he was about to sit cross-legged and practice, there was another noise outside the door.

"Ahem, may I ask if Ye Shaoxia is there?"

Ye Tianfeng frowned, and the next moment he guessed in his heart that maybe there was no home from the Southern Regions.

Walking out of the room, the formation in front of him really surprised Ye Tianfeng.

The small courtyard was almost full of people, and the leader was not the elder Wuyue who was with Xiao Yaoji at the beginning, but another old man. Behind the old man, there were eight looms, and next to each loom were two weaver girls. In addition, even there were several kneeling people on the ground. Taking advantage of the torches in the courtyard that were as bright as day, it was evening when a few people came to make trouble.

"I am, I don't know ...... Your Excellency" Ye Tianfeng stood up with one hand and asked slowly.

"Well, under the Fifth Elder Sect of the Lower Southern Region Chamber of Commerce, he is in charge of some business here, and his surname is Cao. The old man hurriedly bowed and saluted, and his attitude was extremely humble.

On the other side, the old man and the eldest lady supported each other, and they were even more stunned at the moment.

"Elder Cao, presumably this big man has already passed on my words today. Very good, I said today, the relationship with Wuyue in the past has been written off, I don't know why you are visiting again?"

His eyes swept over the big man kneeling on the ground, and Ye Tianfeng's mood that had just calmed down began to be awkward again.

As soon as Ye Tianfeng's words fell, there was a crisp sound, and the kneeling man was slapped hard by the old man.

"Ye Shaoxia, this is eight looms made of authentic hemlock wood, in addition, each loom is equipped with two weaver girls, considering that the place here is small, I also brought craftsmen here to expand the courtyard, Ye Shaoxia, you see ......"

The old man bowed again.

I have to say that the business mind is flexible, and if you change to someone else, this apology is almost in place. However, at this time, Ye Tianfeng did not think so.

"That's not necessary, just leave one, let's go!"

Seeing that his full sincerity was rejected by Ye Tianfeng, the old man surnamed Cao took a few steps forward and said in a low voice:

"This is the letter from the Great Elder to Ye Shaoxia, I implore Shaoxia to read it, Ye Shaoxia and my homeless in the Southern Regions are of one heart and one mind, now Ye Shaoxia is in trouble, we should go all out and go to the soup to fight the fire. ”

These words were none other than Wuyue's words and sentences with communication instruments. This Wuyue really guessed Ye Tianfeng's thoughts.

After hearing these words, Ye Tianfeng's eyebrows sank, and he didn't speak, and directly took the letter in the hand of the old man surnamed Cao.

The letter was not written by Wuyue himself, but was just paraphrased. In the article, Wuyue directly talked about the changes in the royal palace of the Middle-earth Continent, and said nothing else, only one point, the people and horses who are homeless in the Southern Regions and all the state capitals of the continent are gathering and waiting for dispatch at any time.

What a no-one, it's just that, it's rare for a homeless to have this mind.

Ye Tianfeng was amazed by Wuyue's foresight, and thought that a chamber of commerce that started in the Southern Regions could take a stand and participate in the disputes in the Middle Earth Continent regardless of his own safety, which could be regarded as giving himself enough preferential treatment.

"Alright, just do as you say. The loom and the weaver girl remained, and the house was expanded. However, this will not be convenient until I leave. ”

"That Ye Shaoxia and I have no home......"

"Still friends!"

"Thank you Ye Shaoxia!"

When the old man surnamed Cao heard this, he was relieved, and the old waist that hadn't straightened up since he entered the door finally straightened up, and he gently raised the sleeves of his robe and secretly wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.

The rare tranquility of the Falling Moon Continent at night, a full moon hangs high in the air as if it knows Ouyang Wan'er's mood of returning home. The bright moonlight sprinkled silver light, making the stars in the sky dim.

In the small courtyard of the state capital, several members of the Ouyang family gathered to talk happily, and the aroma of wine and fruit accompanied by the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard sent by Xi Xi Qingfeng formed a warm picture.

"Daddy, I hope to ...... about the royal strife"

After three rounds of drinking, Ouyang Wan'er pursed her lips lightly, and finally began to talk about the current situation.

"Hey, now that the royal family is in turmoil, each county government is now clearly divided, and each of the ten major counties in Middle-earth has five counties that support the two forces of the second prince and the third prince respectively, and now the two forces have spread to every state capital in Middle-earth. No matter who can win the support of many state capitals, a great war in Middle-earth is inevitable. However, in the end, in a whim, I also consulted with the governors of several other state capitals and decided to remain neutral and not to mingle with each other. Because of this catastrophe, it is conservatively estimated that ordinary soldiers and horses are not to mention, as far as martial arts powerhouses are concerned, I am afraid that people at the level of the Golden Saint Realm will also be mixed in, if this is the case, if you are unlucky and stand on the wrong team, the consequences are unimaginable. I don't care who sits on the throne, only in this way can we keep our family safe. ”

Ouyang Fengxian said with a serious face.

"Then, what if I want my father to help Princess Lengyue, that is, the third prince?"

Ouyang Wan'er bit her lip again and asked in a low voice.

"Is it because of that kid?"

Looking at Ouyang Wan'er's flickering eyes, Ouyang Fengxian asked directly.

Ouyang Wan'er didn't speak, her pretty face was lowered, and a pair of jade hands slowly wrapped around her skirt, spinning in a circle.

"How does the master feel about the kid of the Ye family?"

On the side, Ouyang Wan'er's mother broke the deadlock and asked.

"Yes, the talent is excellent, and in time, it may be possible to reach the peak of the Middle Earth Dan Dao!"

"Wan'er, what about you, what do you think of the Ye family's kid?"

"Hmm, Brother Tianfeng, he ...... He is trying to save me......" Ouyang Wan'er's voice was pitiful, her cheeks were crimson, even if it was a moonlit night, she could see it clearly.

"Master, I suggest you support the Third Prince!"

Seeing this situation, Wan'er's mother said directly.

"Is it beyond the reach of a woman that you, a woman, can judge the situation?"

Ouyang Fengxian's face sank, and he said coldly.

"Master, I don't understand the situation, but I understand my daughter's heart. It's better to win, if you lose, you have also paid for your daughter as a father, and you are also a great father in your daughter's heart. If you are neutral to the end, it means that you will be safe in the future, no matter who is in charge of the royal family of Middle-earth, you have not given your daughter any support, how do you let her face others. We are such a daughter, can you bear to make her miserable for the rest of your life?"

After saying a word, like a flood bell in the middle of the night, Ouyang Fengxian, who was still a little angry, finally became solemn, looked at his daughter and his wife in front of him, didn't say a word, and slowly returned to the study with pace.

Ouyang Wan'er looked at her loving mother in front of her, threw herself into her mother's arms, thanked her mother for her understanding, felt her mother's love, and burst into tears.

There was a long time for incense, and the mother and daughter were about to leave. Ouyang Fengxian's study door suddenly opened.

"Pass my order, the state capital will immediately raise the banner of the three princes, and at the same time contact other state capitals, willing to support the three princes with me, and lead the team to go to Danting to gather in five days!"

"Yes!" a soldier responded.

At this moment, Ouyang Fengxian was full of heroism. As everyone knows, it is his own words that mark the beginning of an unprecedented war in Middle-earth.