A scroll-shaped plain silk was slowly spread out, revealing eight lifelike human figures. On this slender silk canvas is a beautiful woman who happens to be smiling beside another tall man. This is a couple, and it only takes a glance to tell that they are extraordinary, and standing in front of the couple to the left and right are six children who are not necessarily beautiful in age, and each child's face is full of smiles, and the appearance of happiness is boundless.

That's right, the eight people depicted on the silk are a family.

And this family's surname exhibition, the high-spirited man on the silk painting was once named the 'Earthquake General' by today's saints. ’

He will get this title, only because of his brilliant military exploits, the achievement is so high, even the gods and generals have to be afraid of three points, in the battlefield battle, as long as the banner of the Zhan clan is out, the enemy soldiers and enemy generals who surrender without a fight abound, and the brilliant military exploits in the past ten years have to be praised by the emperor again and again, and he has also achieved his earth-shattering prestige.

However, after a series of victories, they could not defeat the treacherous ministers to sow discord, nor could they avoid the emperor's worries, so disaster happened, and the Zhan family was all involved in this storm, and no one was spared.

"Prime Minister, Dingyuan City is crying and shaking the sky again today."

As his subordinates walked into the chamber, the silk slipped from between his fingers and fell on the rosewood table. The corners of his mouth twitched, and a scene of the past instantly appeared in his mind--- five years ago today, it was the time when Zhan Po's head fell to the ground, and the weight of his crime implicated the nine clans, so one hundred and eighty-nine confessions were also buried on the same day.

"It's been five years, and those ignorant people still ignore my ban and worship Zhan Po?" Ren Jiutian's muscles floated faintly on the flat face, overflowing with a touch of gloomy lightness. "Pass my order to the local government, set a curfew in Yuancheng for three days, and the people will not be allowed to enter or leave, and those who violate my order will be executed!"

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the subordinates immediately pushed open the door of the conference hall and walked out, but before he turned around, a small figure suddenly came out from the corner of the corridor, and without notification, Huo Ran broke into the conference hall.

As soon as the little figure stood still, the pupils of the water spirit snapped into the silk painting on the table, and it was not instantaneous.

"Finally let me see it." Ren Yanran's creamy sales quickly grabbed the silk cloth, and her black and white eyes burst out with excitement.

"Yan'er, what are you doing here?" Ren Jiutian's always yin owl disappeared after seeing the only remaining daughter, even if the tone was still reproachful, but it contained endless love. This baby daughter is fourteen years old, but she is slim and elegant, and over time, she must be overwhelmed by the country and the city.

"Dad, can you give me this painting?" She was already staring at the person on the painting, especially one of the little boys who was pink and jade, although it was just a painting, but the painter outlined his charm quite expressively, especially the pair of clear smiling eyes, full of lively factors, I don't know what happened, the charm transmitted from him had tightly grabbed her gaze.

"Dad, every time I see you, I always have a headache and lock this painting in a dark cabinet, so that the beautiful people in the painting always have to hide in the corner where there is no day, don't you think it's a pity? Give it to me, I'll keep it a little. She begged earnestly.

"No way!" Ren Jiutian's expression changed, and he was amazing! He snatched back the silk that was taken away by his baby daughter, grabbed it tightly, and solemnly explained: "Yan'er, promise your father, forget the person in the portrait, today's events will not be mentioned again for the rest of your life." ”

"Why?" People don't understand, her father has always spoiled her, if it weren't for the stars in the sky, as early as when she was five years old, her father would fulfill her wishes for her, "Could it be that you don't love Yan'er?" ”

"Nonsense!" He didn't explain, just hurriedly took the fire fold, quickly lit it, and without saying anything, he placed the corner of the plain silk under the red flame.

"Daddy---" Ren Yanran was shocked! If you don't give it to her, you don't have to destroy it! "Don't burn him, Daddy---"

"I shouldn't have kept this picture." He ignored his daughter's pleading, his sharp eyes glared fiercely at the burning silk, and his muttering tone was mixed with an inexplicable throbbing in his eyes. "Remember, don't talk about these people again for the rest of your life, --- for the rest of your life"

"Daddy---" Ren Yanran shouted distressedly, watching the red flames devour the silk painting bit by bit, but she was powerless to rescue it, and watched the silk painting become a cloud of ashes and scatter.

Her heart was heavy, and the painting had been ruined, but she just knew that the image of the boy on the plain silk had been deeply imprinted in her mind, deeply branded.

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The cold snow fell white, staining the whole land.

Located in the north of Yangzhou, there is a fairyland called Ningbian County, which is the place where the prime minister resigned for nine days and retired to retire. Although he has resigned for three years and no longer holds power in a grand manner, the henchmen he has cultivated are still active in today's court, so that although he has been among the people after stepping down from the official title, in Ningbian County, from the prefect to the county order, down to the rich gentry, he still looks at him and does not dare to exceed half a point.

The soft flying flotsam has been constantly floating, and the crystal snowflakes have embellished the scenery of the world into a clear and stunning color, but in this white single color, another strange color suddenly rushed, and it was mixed with panicked screams!

Oh my God--- located in the most prosperous center of Ningbian County, is burning a breathtaking red flame, and it is shocking that more and more people are gathering in front of their eyes.

The red light covered the top, the hot and dry temperature continued to sweep wildly, shocking the civil defense officers and soldiers who tried to put out the fire, this strange fire that was not afraid of the severe snow, at this moment is arrogantly raging the dream garden where Ren Jiutian lived, and the raging flames engulfed the magnificent mansion. At the time of construction, the pavilions and pavilions that were carefully built and carved by the martial arts manpower and financial resources were now buried in the red flames that were burning.

Bang! The huge beams and pillars fell down, and the sound of cracking spread throughout the entire Ningbian County.

And the full diners in the Gaopeng Inn located two miles away from Mengyuan began to whisper while being dumbfounded.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, this gorgeous 'Dream Garden' is probably not saved."

"It's a pity?" The distressed words came out, and the disapproving rebuttal immediately appeared.

"What a pity? Evil has evil retribution, this is the eternal theorem, let Jiutian be an official and unkind, and suffer this catastrophe, which can be called a crime and deserved. ”

"Be quiet, aren't you afraid of being caught and beheaded?" The silent gesture was mixed in again.

"Afraid?" That day sighed, and his tone was deeply depressed. "Back then, it was greed for life and fear of death, which made General Zhan Po die unjustly, and the 189 lives of the Zhan family who were harmed were all returned to Huangquan overnight. If the people had been willing to raise the upsurge at that time, and begged the emperor to re-investigate, maybe the situation would not have evolved into this! ”

"Oh yes--- what's the use of saying this now, people have been dead for several years, it's useless to sigh, come and have a drink, what we can do now is to celebrate that Ren Lao's lair was destroyed by Zhu Rong, and also celebrate Ren Jiutian finally suffered the curse of God---" In the crowd of spectators who came and went, no one still saw the servants and servants in Ren's mansion, the relatives and friends who lived in it, and some people escaped from the Dream Garden.

"It's a pity, Miss Yanran." There are mourners who sigh and pity them, that beautiful girl is very good.

"Who wants her to have such a father, so that she can't escape such a catastrophe, this is her life." In Ningbian County, although the Ren family has regained their arrogance in the past, the bad deeds of the past are still vividly left in the minds of the people and cannot fade.

In the Gao Peng Inn, the voices of discussion are still endless, and in the sight of wishes, the raging sea of fire has not yet been extinguished.

The flames were still shining high in the sky--- flames were burning wildly--- and after six hours, this magnificent dream garden was finally in ruins---