Under Yu Zhi's planning, the wind and rain in Nanzhou Mansion became greater.

A convoy of hundreds of guards, the carriage in the center is extremely large, and only four horses can pull it.

On the carriage was the crown prince Xiao Jingyao.

There was also a woman sitting next to Xiao Jingyao.

Not long ago, Xiao Jingyao and Li Chuchen got married in a hurry, and Xiao Jingyao went south, and Li Chuchen also followed.

Xiao Jingyao held Li Chuchen's hand and said distressedly: "This journey has been hard in the morning. ”

Li Chuchen had a little tiredness on her face, she had never walked such a long way, and she was extremely tired all the way.

Hearing Xiao Jingyao's concern, Li Chuchen shook his head with a smile, the tiredness on his face was dispelled by that concern, "Brother Prince, Chen'er is not hard. Chen'er just wants to accompany the prince's brother like this, and Chen'er will go wherever the prince's brother goes. ”

Xiao Jingyao looked at Li Chuchen, smiled, and then set his eyes on the pile of compromises.

Accompanied by beautiful women, Xiao Jingyao's mind was only on the pile of twists and turns and the plum blossoms that had not yet bloomed in the plum garden.

Wan'er... I will avenge you!

Xiao Jingyao changed, lost his previous generosity, and began to hide his heart, he knew that he must ascend to the highest position in the palace, and he had no way back for Wan'er to die under the bare plum tree.

The first city to go south was Sioux City.

When the crown prince arrived, Zhang Zhongmin and Su Ji, who had just taken office, led a group of officials from Sucheng County to greet them outside Sucheng.

"Zhang Zhongmin, the county guard of Sucheng County, and the people of Sucheng County greet the prince and princess."

Countless people knelt in front of the car.

Xiao Jingyao and Li Chuchen stepped out of the carriage and looked at the officials and people of Sioux County.

"Everyone, please get up." Xiao Jingyao said.

Li Chuchen stood beside the prince, looking at the people kneeling in front of him, and the pride in his heart came spontaneously. She loves these positions of power, and wants to be the most noble woman in the world.

Now, she's made the first step.

As long as Xiao Jingyao ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, she will be the queen of the world.

Xiao Jingyao entered the city and lived in Sioux City.

In the front, there was an inspector Yu Shi Zhi patrolling, and then the prince Xiao Jingyao came in person, and everyone was terrified.

There are already rumors of a rebellion by the king of Chu in the Nanzhou Mansion.

The people may not know, but Zhang Zhongmin and others can guess somewhat.

Now when the situation is unclear, the crown prince Xiao Jingyao came to Nanzhou Mansion. If the king of Chu really wanted to rebel, Xiao Jingyao would be the first to die in Nanzhou Mansion.

At the same time, Fan Wenzheng came to Jiangnan City alone.

He stood in front of Fan's mansion, and his heart was full of the time of twenty years ago. He left as a teenager that year.

"Who is the head of the Fan family?" Fan Wenzheng asked.

The guards in front of the Fan Mansion naturally wouldn't pay attention to each other.

I only heard Fan Wenzheng continue: "Is Fan Wuan still alive? ”

Fan's generation is not prosperous, only Fan Wenzheng and Fan Wu'an are brothers.

Fan Wenzheng is the brother, and Fan Wuan is the younger brother.

Fan Wenzheng entered Kyoto as an official, and Fan Wuan became the head of the Fan family.

Time flies, and the Fan family is no longer what they were when they were younger.

Hearing someone call Fan Wu'an's name, the two guards immediately stepped forward and said, "Who are you who dare to be presumptuous in front of Fan's door?" ”

Fan Wenzheng thought about the grass and trees in the Fan family's mansion and said, "Let Fan Wu'an come out to see me." ”

"Heh, where did you come from, is the old lady of the Fan family what you want to see?" The guard said.

Fan Wenzheng didn't care about the two of them, and walked straight towards the mansion.

The guards naturally did not let it go, blocking in front of Fan Wenzheng. Don't let him in.

Fan Wenzheng's just one look scared the two away. Fan Wenzheng has been in charge of Dali Temple for more than ten years and has never killed anyone with his own hands, but the majestic momentum on his body is that those vicious prisoners in the prison will be terrified when they see it.

At this time, a person walked out of the house. "What kind of system is the noise in front of the house?"

The person who came was the head of the Fan family, Fan Yuan.

Fan Yuan looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and he felt familiar. This face is quite similar to his father's.

Fan Wenzheng opened his mouth and said, "Fan Yuan, I didn't expect you to grow so big. Is your father still alive? ”

Suddenly, Fan Yuan looked frightened, as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

"Big... Brother-in-law. Fan Yuan recalled the scene when he was young.

He and Fan Wenzheng had only met a few times, but Fan Wenzheng's stern face had already been engraved in his heart.

Fan Yuan couldn't believe what he saw, because as early as twenty years ago, his father told him that Fan Wenzheng was dead.

Now in the ancestral hall, there is still the spiritual seat of Fan Wenzheng.

Fan Yuan settled his mind and immediately said, "Uncle, you are still alive...."

Fan Wenzheng glared at Fan Yuan and said, "Nonsense, don't let the ghosts standing in front of you be ghosts?" ”

This voice, this tone...... Fan Yuan knew that the person in front of him must be Fan Wenzheng.

"What about your father, he practices martial arts, and he should live longer than me." Fan Wenzheng said.

Fan Yuan immediately led Fan Wenzheng into the house.

The news of Fan Wenzheng's return soon spread throughout Jiangnan City.

Twenty years ago, Fan Wenzheng's name was known to everyone in the Dachu officialdom. This is not only because he is in a high position in Dali Temple, but also because of Fan Wenzheng's iron-faced selflessness and harsh methods.

The prisoners who were in the Dali Temple Prison were never able to get out.

More importantly, during the period when Fan Wenzheng was in charge of Dali Temple, there was not a single unjust, false and wrongful case.

At that time, Fan Wenzheng was a knife hanging over the officialdom of Dachu, not afraid of power, only recognizing the law, and won the trust of the first emperor.

After the death of the first emperor and the succession of the new emperor, Fan Wenzheng disappeared.

It is rumored that he died on that bloody night in Kyoto.

Even the Fan family set up a spiritual throne for him.

Twenty years later, Fan Wenzheng returned.

It doesn't matter. The important thing is that the current Nanzhou is treacherous and turbulent, and Fan Wenzheng came back at this time.

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The small building in the mountains, the autumn scenery is beautiful.

For nearly half a month, Yu Zhi had a very leisurely life.

Practicing or enjoying the scenery, and Li Wantong is funny.

This is the life he yearns for the most.

After entering the mountain, all the strife in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The "Villain Diagram" has been practiced to the sixteenth meridian, which is the meridian on the left leg.

After the scarlet cherry tree revived it, and with the nourishment of the Yunling flower, Yu Zhi's body was even better than before.

The arms were full of strength, no less than those cultivators who practiced the body.

Since comprehending the sword intent of Dawn, Yu knows that there is only one sword technique, and that is Dawn.

Except for the wind and thunder fury after the fusion of a sword to summon the wind and snow and a sword to induce thunder, Yu Zhi has no other swordsmanship moves.

This is the deficiency of Yu Zhi's cultivation path.

The current inadequacy will give Yu Zhi a fatal blow at the moment of life and death.

Yu Zhi is not like Ye Qinghuan from the beginning of his practice, he began to practice swords, practicing swords every day, and every move is natural.

Therefore, he has to redouble his efforts.

Slightly yellowed autumn leaves fall one by one.

Yu Zhi held a wooden sword, stabbing out one sword after another.

The sword moves are eclectic and move as you like.

Without any tricks or styles, he is in the midst of this flying fallen leaves.

The autumn breeze is light, the leaves of the forest are rustling, and Yu Zhi is like the yellowed autumn leaves, he is not an outsider, he is one of the thousands of fallen leaves.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao.

The bleakness of the autumn wind and the sadness of autumn are the most able to change people's mood.

Yu Zhi's eyes were calm and firm as before. His sword is different from others, perhaps because of his talent, he rarely cultivates his sword, he fused Li Haomiao's sword moves, sensed the dawn sword intent, and truly embarked on a path of his own.

A cup of tea...

A stick of incense...

An hour...

Half a day has passed... Yu Zhi had never practiced swords for so long. On weekdays, it's always a time to stick incense.

Today is different, the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn scenery are all different.

After calming down, Yu Zhi faintly felt that his sword was a little stronger.

It's just a feeling.

"Yu Zhi." Li Wantong shouted.

At dusk and sunset, in the slightly drunken afterglow, she stood behind the yellowing autumn leaves, her figure was slender, slightly powdered, and the autumn breeze blew lightly, raising some strands of hair, as if coming from a painting.

Yu Zhi put away his sword and took Li Wantong's hand.

There are only two of them in the mountains.

Qiu Ruoruo, Yu Lan and Canghuo went to Jiangnan City. Originally, Qiu Ruoruo accompanied Fan Wenzheng to Nanzhou Mansion, so naturally there were still unfinished business.

The canghuo is to protect Qiu Ruoruo and Yu Lan. Of course, this old man is still sulking, the kind that can't be coaxed.

Lei Jun went to Wuqin Lake and took the token that Yu Zhi got from Fan Liren. It's just because Li Haomiao told Yu Zhi that the inheritance of Wuqin Lake may be related to the Broken Sword Gate.

Yu Zhi gave the token to Lei Jun.

Wuhua continued to save the suffering in Nanzhou Mansion. He was born to benefit all sentient beings.

As for Ye Qinghuan and Ning Huan... The two took the gold leaf to look for those old people of the Beidou camp in the streets and alleys of Nanzhou Mansion.

In the unremarkable hills, only Yu Zhi and Li Wantong remained.

This time, Li Wantong was almost separated from Yu Zhi's yin and yang, but she didn't want to leave Yu Zhi again.

"Tong'er, your craftsmanship is really not very good." Yu Zhi looked at the black food on the table and smelled a burning smell.

Li Wantong blushed and said, "In the past, it was someone else who cooked, but I ...... it."

Li Wantong has been cooking for a few days, but all of them have ended in failure.

Yu Zhi touched Li Wantong's head comfortingly and said, "Fortunately, you have found a capable father-in-law." ”

Yu Zhi tinkered in the kitchen for a while, and a few plates of side dishes were fine.

Li Wantong looked at Yu Zhi with some admiration, and in her eyes, Yu Zhi was extremely good.

"How? Follow me, and you will be blessed. Yu Zhi said proudly.

"What should I do, I know that I am reluctant to leave you." Li Wantong said.

Yu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and immediately held Li Wantong's hand. "Silly girl, you and I are married by our parents, how can you leave me?"

Li Wantong smiled quietly. "My mother gave birth to me and Chu Chen, and she should have a share in the marriage, or do you still want to be blessed?"

Yu Zhi's heart was empty, and the four words of Qi people's blessing reminded him of Su Muci.

Immediately, Yu Zhizheng said: "Tong'er, there is something I am sorry for you. ”

Li Wantong looked at Yu Zhi curiously, waiting for Yu Zhi to continue to speak.

Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "...... in Sioux City"

Before the words fell, I heard Li Wantong say, "Is it that Miss Su?" ”

Yu Zhi looked at Li Wantong in a daze, looking stunned.

Tong'er, how do you know?