Sikong Wang led a purple swallow and swaggered into the Mingyue Tower, which caused many passers-by to turn around again and again, and they were envious.

Although horses are not prohibited on the streets of Tai'an, but there are people who ride horses will also be checked by the city guards, if there is no strong background or what kind of heroes will be a little hard, they will be a little hard, so ordinary people do not dare to ride horses in the city.

Of course, if you look at the way people are dressed, you can know where it is, and it is not surprising to ride around Mingyue Tower, look at it, this is a common thing, except for a few people who recognize it as the eldest son of the Taifu family, but they don't take it to heart.

In the Mingyue Building, the old bustard greeted him with a smile, and when he saw that it was a commonplace, his smile suddenly froze on the face with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which looked a little embarrassed.

The old mother is also a long-time veteran, from a young and beautiful girl with a little shyness when she first entered the cabinet, to now the charm of still exists, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the red powder on her face. Treat people and things well, and the meat cavity in her mouth is also called a handy, and on weekdays, facing those sons and brothers who are a few rounds younger than her or officials who are a few rounds older than her, no matter how cold the scene is, she can flirt, this is the means.

Now this person, she also recognizes that when Sikong Wang, the eldest son of the Taifu family, one of the three princes of the dynasty, talks about the beautiful men in Tai'an City, the first thing that comes to mind is him and the general.

It's just that the bustard still remembers that when he first saw this Sikong boy many years ago, Rao was so clever that he felt confused in front of him, and he couldn't say a few words for a long time, let alone any flirtatious jokes. When I asked the girls in the building, this was also the case, and this Sikong Wang seemed to be born with a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, which made people unconsciously bow their heads in front of him and feel timid.

No one is born like this, the old bustard knows some things that happened to Sikong Wang, and the girls in the building also have pity for him, and they will sigh to each other in private, "What a handsome son, it's a pity".

But one yard to one yard, in front of him afraid of words are not good, naturally no one dares to receive him, over time, every time Sikong Wang comes, he walks around alone, and no one stops, but looks forward to whether he can be treated with a sister who is destined.

Seeing the stiff smile on the bustard's face, Sikong Wang smiled understandingly, and didn't want to say too much to greet, so he nodded lightly and walked around, which also made the bustard breathe a sigh of relief. These days, there are more guests in Mingyue Tower, and the girls finally have a business, although the Sikong family has little real power, but it is still the third prince on the surface, if Sikong Wang is snubbed and let him start a difficult business, this business is not very easy to do.

Sikong Wang walked leisurely in the direction of the backyard, his body was light, and the leaves did not touch his body. As soon as the old bustard turned his head, he looked at a few more boys in brocade clothes who came in outside the door, smiled coquettishly, twisted his waist and went up, and the messy lines on her forehead at the corners of her eyes cracked with this smile, and some powder fell, like snow.

The snow scene is beautiful, but unfortunately it is not seen in this season.

The small courtyard in the innermost part of the building is planted with sycamores, the branches are straight, the fallen leaves are fluttering, and the cold atmosphere in the courtyard adds a little sadness.

Not far away, there is a tall pavilion, Yan Xunhua is leaning on the railing, looking at this small courtyard.

Fang Caiyu Wenhong asked him if he had ever heard a storyteller, and Yan Xunhua replied yes. They are wandering around the rivers and lakes, and they like to move a small bench under the overpass, listening to those storytellers who are wearing coats with rulers in their hands, and telling stories that make men imagine in a colorful way, which is much more interesting than the texts taught by those old-fashioned gentlemen in private schools.

Yu Wenhong said that since you are the writer of Yunxian Pavilion, you should have the ability to match it, and the next story should be depicted by him.

Although Yan Xunhua was puzzled, if it was really as he said, this was a battle between the colorless realms, and he had to demolish Mingyue Tower? It's just that Yu Wenhong seems to be very fond of trickery and deliberately sells Guanzi, Yan Xunhua has to wait quietly.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was a little weird, Sikong Wang was keenly aware of something unusual, his heart was beating, and he couldn't tell what it was, so he couldn't help but stop, put on a serious look, and was ready to go.

The wind is blowing.

Yu Wenhong suddenly appeared in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and strolled towards Sikong Wang, with a playful look in his eyes that seemed to be smiling, which made people shudder.

Sikong Wang was taken aback, he felt that Yu Wenhong seemed to be waiting for him deliberately, and that careless calmness made him feel very unhappy, just like the person who had caused him to fall to this point back then.

"You committed a capital crime back then, and you were lucky enough to escape, but the Sikong clan was left behind, and it didn't happen. Therefore, we didn't plan to kill them all, so we let you live in the world and go away with the glory of the so-called Three Princes, which can be regarded as a mockery. Yu Wenhong paced, sighed, and shook his head again.

"It's a pity that you have to kill yourself!"

Hearing Yu Wenhong mention the incident back then, Sikong Wang's eyes flashed a trace of gloom, but he still said with a smile: "Then I have to thank you Yu Wen's magnanimity?" or...... Do you think you've really won?"

"The eldest prince has been grounded, the King of Qi is dead, Mo Jun has also been put on death row, Yang Kai's old thief is not enough to protect himself, and he has no time to care about the life and death of others, they can't afford to make any waves. Yuwenhong stared at Sikong Wang, and said coldly: "There is no opponent of my Yuwen clan in the court, the perfect script has come to an end, and there is no need to make any more extraneous branches!"

Then, he pointed at Sikong Wangwang and said word by word: "You, today, must die!"

Sikong Wang was quite calm, and he sneered contemptuously: "Where do you get your confidence?"

Yu Wenhong didn't answer directly, but laughed out loud and sneered at each other: "How do you think you got to that point back then?"

Sikong Wang was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, his clenched fists trembled faintly, the humiliation buried deep in his heart was awakened, and the answer that he had been waiting for for many years seemed to surface at this moment.

And Yu Wenhong told him this answer: "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time, the lost dog, poor and ridiculous!"

The next moment, what responded to Yu Wenhong was a roar of anger.

And Yu Wenhong took two steps back lightly, and the door behind him slammed open, and a black shadow shot out, setting off a wind in the sky and blowing down the sycamore in the courtyard.

It's like starlight.

Yan Xunhua ran out like a fled, without the slightest stop all the way, and didn't even have time to say hello to Yu Wenhong, who warmly welcomed him, so he ran out.

The expression on his face was terrified, and even a little distorted, as if he had seen a ghost.

At the west gate, it was almost time to close the city gate, and there were few pedestrians in sight. The guards yawned, leaning listlessly against the walls, their stomachs grumbling with hunger, wondering where they would go to have a good meal after the shift change.

When he was struggling, he suddenly saw a person rushing towards the city gate, his appearance was very embarrassing, making people feel that someone behind him seemed to be asking for his life, but there was a bit of the charm of losing his armor and abandoning his armor.

Seeing that the person who came was also a little handsome, the city guard thought about it, and estimated that it might be the son of a family who stole someone, but it was discovered, and he was fleeing for his life, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop this person. was about to ask, but the person who came grabbed his shoulder first and made a request: "Quickly call your General Wei out!"

The guard was displeased, and said that except for those gorgeously dressed officials and gentlemen, who is not respectful to them on weekdays, how could this person be so rude, and even if he wants to arrest and interrogate.

One of them had sharp eyes, recognized the person, and shouted, "Hey, isn't this Yan Gongzi?"

The leading lieutenant was stunned for a moment, looked at this "Yan Gongzi" carefully, and finally remembered that this person was Yan Xunhua, a friend of their guard general Ye Wenliu, and then the gloom on his face dissipated, and he piled up a warm smile: "Oh, it's Yan Gongzi, what is this that makes you panic?"

"Don't ask, tell Ye Wenliu to come out!" Yan Xunhua didn't have time to communicate with this group of guards here, so she yelled anxiously for a while.

The school captain responded he, raised his hand and beckoned someone to call Ye Wenliu, and did not forget to invite Yan Xunhua to sit in the city tower, but Yan Xunhua ruthlessly refused.

The captain was wondering, and he saw that their General Ye ran out very efficiently.

Ye Wenliu looked at Yan Xunhua with a surprised face, and said strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

Yan Xunhua threw a look at him, Ye Wenliu understood, and waved his hand to let the guards on the side retreat, leaving room for the two of them to talk.

"Why are you running out of money to play in Mingyuelou, and you're being chased and beaten? This will run away from me?" Ye Wenliu thought about it, guessed a possibility, and couldn't help teasing.

Yan Xunhua blew him up without saying a word: "That Sikong Wang was killed!"

"What's going on! Tell me clearly!" Ye Wenliu grabbed Yan Xunhua's clothes, and her green tendons burst out.

He knew that Yan Xunhua could be regarded as knowing Sikong Wang, and the two were half rivals, of course, they were only Yan Xunhua's unilateral kind, but at least Ye Wenliu thought that Yan Xunhua would not recognize the wrong person. And these days Yan Xunhua has been mixed with Yu Wenhong, there is a contradiction between them, Ye Wenliu can guess a few points, but he never expected it to come to such a point.

"No, no, this ......" Yan Xunhua was out of breath, unable to speak clearly in an incoherent voice, and seemed to be afraid to say it clearly.

After grinding for a long time, Yan Xunhua finally breathed a sigh of relief and spit out a clear sentence: "You don't care about this, leave Tai'an with me, this Laoshizi White Tiger Guard has nothing to do!"

"You tell me clearly first!

"Dead, but ...... Hey, where are you going?" Yan Xunhua saw Ye Wenliu lifting his sword, so he ran in the direction he came from, and hurriedly shouted.

Ye Wenliu roared without looking back: "Go find Yu Wenhong!"