Figures of the majestic mansion come and go.

One by one, the soldiers carried the boxes out, and then put white seals on them and carried them to the more than ten carriages parked at the door, these soldiers saw Su Chen without any expression.

Inside the gate of the mansion was the sound of crying and crying, and a group of relatives living in the mansion were holding their burdens, and they were being driven away by a few soldiers, and when they saw Su Chen who came back, they flocked over, pointing to the surrounding soldiers and horses and talking non-stop.

There were a lot of voices in his ears, Su Chen didn't pay attention to them, squeezed out from among them, the hall in the front yard, every room was sealed, and the things that could be removed in it were basically taken out and placed under the eaves waiting to be counted.

An official from the state capital recognized Su Chen and whispered: "Son, don't mess around." Then he said: "Master Hou and Tang Thorn Shi are on the side of the atrium." ”

Su Chen didn't answer, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, and the soldiers and crying maids and servants around him retreated one after another to let him pass. On the other side of the atrium, more cries were heard.

Sister-in-law Yin Suhuan hugged her mother and almost squatted on the ground and cried loudly, obviously knowing the death of her eldest brother; The second sister-in-law, Hua Hongzhen, shed tears and argued with a soldier to get back her jewelry box; The second brother gritted his teeth and stared at a general in armor, the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, but was talking to Su Congfang, who looked sluggish.

"Hou Ye Su, this is His Majesty's will, and I hope not to blame the general, now that the matter has come to this, Hou Ye still follows His Majesty's will, and will move out of here tomorrow to live outside the city, where a house has been chosen for Hou Ye's family."

On the side, there was also Tang Huaiyuan, who stroked his beard and sighed: "Master Hou, don't be sad and sad...... Actually, he really couldn't find comforting words.

After all, the eldest son died, the marquis was also removed, and all the things in the family were confiscated, so it was difficult for anyone to accept such a blow.

Su Congfang's eyes drooped, as if his spirit had been taken away at this moment, and he slowly moved his steps and turned around to leave.

"Master Su."

At this time, beside the general, a man in an embroidered brocade robe stretched out his hand to stop Su Congfang, his voice was hoarse, but he had a handsome face in his early twenties, and his chin was smooth and beardless.

"You have to take off your marquis's brocade robe and jade pendant, and the common people don't want to wear them, if you go to the street, you will be imprisoned and killed."

"Then you have to go back to the room to change, you deceive people too much!" The old woman got up from the ground, and the sister-in-law next to her cried and rushed forward to catch the other party, and she almost went crazy at the death of her husband.

After taking a few steps closer, he was somehow bounced back and hit the old woman, and Su Lie saw his mother knocked to the ground, "Ah! He rushed forward.

The handsome man glanced at it, and with just one glance, Su Lie was directly shocked out of the air.

Then he was caught in mid-air and landed steadily. When Su Lie turned his head to look, Su Chen kicked a potted plant on the ground towards the other party, and then exploded in mid-air.

"Hehe, it turned out to be the little son of the Su family."

Among the scattered debris, the man raised his hand and grabbed it, and Su Chen was directly sucked two steps away without control.

The man turned his claws into palms and pushed forward.

With a bang, Su Chen's robe shook and caressed away, and the light and shadow of the air distorted directly through his body rushed to the back and spread. The feeling of weakness in his limbs instantly spread throughout his body, Su Chen retched a few times, stumbled a few steps, and sat on the ground.

What's going on...... Why do I feel weak?

Feeling the strangeness coming from his body, Su Chen raised his palm and moved his fingers, feeling a little struggling.

Hehe.

The man chuckled and waved his finger, "I will abolish your martial arts, in the future, you must be a good obedient citizen, otherwise I will really kill you next time." ”

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid if your martial arts are wasted.

Su Chen stood up with difficulty, looking at the other party's smiling appearance, he knew that he had to endure it, trying to communicate with Cao Cao, the king of Wei in the wandering mansion, but what came was a blank, and the merit bar in his mind was flickering at the moment, as if it was going to disappear at any time.

At this moment, in the afterglow, a puff of black smoke drifted from the south.

There was also the smell of wood burning.

He suddenly felt bad in his heart, took a step, stumbled towards the south chamber, and rushed into the crescent moon gate, thirteen were held by several armor soldiers with spears around their necks, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Don't burn it!" ”

More than a dozen soldiers were coming out of the ancestral hall with a bunch of spiritual positions, and all of them were thrown into the fire.

"What are you doing?!" Su Chen looked at a spiritual statue that was thrown into the fire, he rushed over, was stopped by several armorers with heavy armor, and pushed back.

At this time, a man in a cyan brocade robe walked out of the ancestral hall, saw Su Chen, came over with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Little boy, these things in the ancestral hall are arrogance, if you let Your Majesty know, it is not just as simple as copying the house, but fortunately, Commander Fei and the fox-faced Qin Zhuang did not come, I will burn these things first." ”

This person's tone was indifferent, but it seemed that he was protecting the Su family.

After saying that, the man turned his back and continued to guard these spiritual positions one by one, and then he left with the people. Su Chen stood in place, looking at the burning fire, and the spirit cards that had burned incense and bowed had already turned into a pile of ash coal.

The wind blew, and dust flew around him.

The merit strip in my mind disappeared completely.

"Little Marquis." Thirteen came over with a sad face, Su Chen shook it twice, squeezed out a little smile, and waved his hand at him: "Little Hou Ye, don't scream, let's go, you are also free." ”

Thirteen shook his head, sniffed and followed behind Su Chen, just like usual.

The sky was gradually slanting to the west, and everyone in the family was kicked out, Su Congfang stepped over the threshold of the mansion gate, and glanced back at the plaque of the Su Mansion that was being taken off, and he suddenly laughed.

"Copy it! Respectfully, please raid the house! ”

The old man's face flushed, and he bowed his hand to the soldiers escorting him around: "Be careful, don't break the door plaque." ”

Seeing Su Chen's footsteps floating out, Su Congfang said with a smile: "Immortal, our family is gone." ”

"We're still here."

Su Chen looked at the door plaque that was taken away, and squeezed out a smile: "As long as you are still there, home is still there, Dad, let's go home, there will be a chance to come back in the future." ”

After comforting the old man, he put him in the carriage and sat with his mother, he took one last look at the slowly closing door, turned around and got into the carriage behind, and sat with his sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and second brother.

On the streets, the people who heard that Su Mansion had been confiscated poured into the streets, including those in the city, who watched the carriage slowly drive away.

"Master Su!!" I don't know who shouted.

On a few streets, a crowd of people standing on the side of the street shouted, although Ding'an City is not rich, but it is also stable, during this period of drought, the prince of the world ran to all sides, helping the people and victims, they are all visible.

The people outside the city who heard the news blocked the city gate, and the soldiers and horses of the imperial city escorted were like a great enemy, for fear that these people would rebel, Su Congfang got out of the car and said a lot of reassuring words, and the black crowd dispersed to make a way.

The carriage drove slowly, along the official road to the south, to the five or six miles away, surrounded by farmland, woods, close to the forest is a dilapidated and old house, only six houses, the yard is overgrown with weeds, the roof tiles are loose, revealing a large hole, it had snowed heavily before, drifted into the house, and there is a large pool of snow that has not melted.

Su Congfang walked out of the carriage in coarse cloth clothes, took his wife's hand and walked into the courtyard, looking at the desolate scene, the old tears were rampant.

"I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Su family." He looked at his old wife, and his voice was choked: "I'm even more sorry for you, I'm old, and I still let you suffer with me." ”

Xiao Wu held her husband's hand, "If you hadn't saved me back then, the concubine would have drowned a long time ago, husband, you see that this house is not dilapidated, and it can still be lived in if it is repaired." ”

The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes and looked back at Su Lie, Su Chen, and her two daughters-in-law, as well as Thirteen and Chunmei who came along.

"In the future, where you will stay, take advantage of the fact that it is not dark, clean up temporarily, and make do with it for one night."

Chunmei and Thirteen didn't say a word, put down their burdens, went into the room to clean up the debris and snow, and Su Lie pulled his wife, who was reluctant to move his feet, and walked over.

Su Chen also nodded, silent in the yard, pulling out the weeds that were calf-high, and the sister-in-law Suhuan cried low and joined in.

As it darkened, the family sat in a dilapidated hall with no tables or chairs, silent by the bonfire.

In the same night, the woman of the Qiao family rode on horseback, galloping on the snowy official road, with two thin knives on the left and right behind her back, and two on each side of her waist, with the light reflected on the snow by the faint moonlight, braving the biting cold wind to rush to Ding'an City.

Tired, she dismounted to rest, hungry, nibbled on a cold and hard steamed bun, and then continued on the road.

At the same time, there was also a figure that had long exceeded the limits of his body stumbling along, and he was wounded in more than a dozen places all over his body, and the wounds were already inflamed and red.