The eyes of the dozen or so clan elders touched each other vaguely, and Yuan Jingzhong coughed lightly, just about to speak.

"Junior, listen up!" Yuan Tianxi snorted first, his eyes stared at Zhi Zhanzhen, and the spit Xingzi almost sprayed on the young man's face, "Don't think that you are the son of the Hou of Yongning, you are great! Seeing that the old man is still behaving in a good manner, he respectfully calls the sixth duke! If you speak disrespectfully, no big or small, the old man will ask the old man to rule you!"

Yuan Jingzhong's face sank, his eyes swept over Yuan Tianxi like a blade, and he got up and saluted: "Old Taijun, patriarch, although this son has the bloodline of the Yuan family, but that Zhao Dieniang was born in a family and has a humble family background, how can he ......?"

"Zhao Dieniang's identity can be discussed later. The original old lady, all the clan elders, since the blood test is correct, according to the meaning of the Hou Ye, Yuan An is the son of the Hou Mansion. Wang Yifu interrupted Yuan Jingzhong's words, his eyes swept over the elders of the clan, and said in a deep voice, "You have witnessed Yuan An's bloodline, and next, it is the family affairs of the Hou Ye." "He is a subordinate of the Marquis of Yongning, a member of the Wang clan, and an official, so there is no need to be too accommodating to these clan elders.

Yuan Jingzhong sneered: "It's about the lintel of the Yuan family, the voice of the Gaomen, but it's not Yuan Dun who has the final say." Secretly made a look, and the rest of the clan elders wanted to echo.

"Hey, aren't you talking?" The red-crowned crane flapped its wings impatiently, and the wisps of breeze blew towards Yuan Jingzhong, sharp as a thousand needles and thousands of swords. Yuan Jingzhong was shocked to dodge, and the wall behind him "poof" sounded softly, trapping countless deep holes.

Everyone was shocked, and the old lady looked sideways at the black eyes of the crane, and was secretly surprised. However, He'er has been with her for many years, sharing life and death, and her love is better than that of a sister, and she will not refute it in public.

"A gentleman's words, a quick horse! The old man has always been a spit and a nail when he speaks!" Yuan Tianxi patted his chest and shouted loudly.

Many clan elders suddenly looked at Yuan Tianxi, and then glanced at the red-crowned crane on the head, and turned to wander outside the object, without saying a word. This trip is very deep, it's better to let others come out.

Yuan Jingzhong was helpless, and frequently signaled to the young man in the corner of the house. The latter looked up and rolled his eyes, pretending not to know.

Yuan Jingzhong was furious in his heart, if it weren't for your future, why would it be like this? He stubbornly wanted to distinguish a few more words, but he was robbed by Zhi Zhenzhen and said: "Even if I am the prince of Yongning Hou, my surname is Zhao, not Yuan." ”

"Arrogance and rudeness! You must have the surname Yuan! Old Taijun, patriarch, old man must ask for the clan law to severely punish this disobedient junior!" Yuan Tianxi raised his eyebrows, pointing at Zhi Zhenzhen and shouted angrily.

Yuan Jingzhong was so angry that he smoked, and these two thieves took one gear at a time, confirming the identity of the prince of the Hou Mansion. He turned his heart sideways, and he wanted to say it again, the old lady gently tapped the crested cane, and suddenly sat upright, silent.

The old lady looked at Zhi Hunt Zhen quietly, her beautiful eyes were like two ancient pools, and the water was clear but difficult to see the bottom. After a long time, she spoke: "The old body only has one thing to ask you, you have lived in a poor village for eleven years, and now you have come to prosperous Kyoto, how will you want to deal with yourself?"

Everyone knows that the old lady is studying the young man's mind. This is also the practice of the family and the Taoist sect, the teacher asks questions, and the children answer, so as to see the Tao clearly.

Yuan Jingzhong couldn't help but perk up, the topic of the original old lady seemed simple, but in fact, it was not. If a young man answers that he wants to make a big difference and aim for greatness, he will easily fall into rhetoric, and even be suspected of forgetting poverty and greed. But if he prides himself on being a noble man and talks about being a gentleman and a poor man, then why should he come from the countryside to this rich and noble place?

Zhi Hunt really pondered for a moment and said, "Follow the customs." ”

A smile appeared in the pupils of the red-crowned crane, Yuan Jingzhong screamed in his heart, and heard the old lady say: "Wang Changshi is right, this is Yuan Dun's family matter." ”

Yuan Jingzhong's face was pale, and he sat down on the chair in a dejected manner, and everyone left one after another, and the young man walked past Zhi Zhen, and his nostrils turned to the sky: "I'm not interested in being someone else's son, hum!"

"Tianci is the grandson of the elder of the Jingzhong clan, and he is also a candidate for the succession of the Hou Mansion. Although he is arrogant, he is sincere, and he is worthy of the world's friends. Wang Yifu said in a low voice, led Zhi Zhenzhen to retire, and went to meet the Marquis of Yongning.

In the hall, only the old lady was left, looking at the empty two rows of seats.

"He'er, why do you want to help him?" asked the old lady after a long time.

"Hee-hee, because he's so handsome. "The red-crowned crane has eyeballs.

"It turns out that the little hooves have moved the hearts of mortals, and they should be beaten!" the old lady snorted lightly and reached out to pat the red-crowned crane. The crane leaned lightly sideways, and the tips of its wings scratched the armpit of the original old lady. The original old lady Jun Yingying twisted her waist and whirled, and went over to scratch the long neck of the red-crowned crane. A man and a crane chased back and forth, frolicking, and a string of laughter was like a twinkling star in the night sky.

For a long time, the red-crowned crane had red cheeks, and gasped and threw himself into the arms of the old lady: "Wan'er, I haven't been so happy for a long time! ”

Yuan Wan was slightly stunned, caressed the crane's slippery feathers, and sighed: "Because we are all old." ”

"I really want to go home with you again and sneak out to play. ”

"You're embarrassed to mention it! Lie to me that you have the blood of the Feather Clan, and you want to go to the Void Mountain of the Heavenly Desolate Feather Clan to find your mother!"

"Obviously, you didn't want to marry Xie Qingfeng of the Xie family, so you took me out of the house, right?"

One person and one crane laughed in unison, and the red-crowned crane said: "That kid makes me feel very close, I just want to help him." ”

Yuan Wan's heart trembled: "Crane ......"

The last time Crane said that, it was a hundred years ago. That day, the wind and snow were all over the sky, and the runaway daughter ran all the way with Xiaohe in her arms, and the wild laughter of the eight demons of Wolf Mountain chased after her.

Then, the man appeared like a god, and the sword light swept up, beating the loneliest snow in the sky.

The splattered blood flowers bloomed like red plums.

"Wan'er, don't be afraid, I think that person is very close. The little crane was in her ear, and the girl looked at the man in a daze, and the snowflakes fell and her eyes were hazy......

That sword took away not only the eight demons of Wolf Mountain. For the rest of her life, she never married again.

"Wan'er, Wan'er!" the red-crowned crane pushed her with his head. Yuan Wan raised her head in confusion, and before she knew it, year after year passed like this. The last time I heard the news of that person, especially fifteen years ago, he discussed the Nu River with Pei Changhuan, and he has not been seen since.

"Since Crane likes that child, give him a hand. Yuan Wan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "If you don't help, you can't do it." Those rats are blind, how can they know the trouble of the Hou Mansion. ”

The red-crowned crane said: "The head catcher from Shangshu Province has come several times, right?"

Yuan Wan sneered: "Six children died in six years, and the eldest princess died of illness again, how can it not arouse suspicion?" She picked up the crested cane, walked out of the gate, and looked at the blue and white alley.

The moonlight seemed to cover her with a layer of silver armor, solemn and beautiful.

"With me, no one can think of touching the Yuan clan at all!" The girl of the past held her head high, and she could no longer find a trace of weakness.

The crane stared at her, its slender neck hanging down. The moon is pouring down all over the ground, and many of the pleasures of the past have also flowed away silently.