Chen Ping'an seems to have changed his personality in the past few days. Not to mention picking up the martial arts that had been abandoned for many years, he also locked himself in the Shuyuan Martial Arts Pavilion without leaving the door.

There is a library in the Hou Mansion, few people know about it, and probably most people can't imagine that the Dazhu country, which was born in the army and behaves rudely, can have a book collection of Yaxing.

The book garden is inconspicuous in the whole Hou Mansion, it is in the northwest corner of the Hou Mansion, there is a crooked neck old locust planted outside the door, only the bare branches are left, and the fallen leaves of the courtyard are stacked several zhang thick on the ground, and no one has ever cleaned it.

This is the forbidden place of the Hou Mansion.

So far, people who have entered the academy can also count them with their hands, in addition to the big and small marquis of the Chen family, there are also Duan Qingfeng, a scattered man in the rivers and lakes who saved Chen Duyun's life on the battlefield back then, and Qin Lan, a medical immortal who gave medicine to make Chen Duyun happy with his beloved son, the last time he came was Xie Wen, the heir of the Sword Pavilion, who was paid for guarding Chen Ping'an for eight years, in exchange for the opportunity to enter the academy for five years, and when he came out, he was already a grandmaster.

The library is more than just books.

Chen Ping'an has a foundation in martial arts, except that he is known as a "sword idiot" by the Tianshan faction In addition to Lu Huaisong's careful education for three months, there are also a lot of self-confident cultivators in the Hou Mansion who are not inferior to those who carry the Ding of the sect on weekdays, and they will have to perform a housekeeping stunt in front of Chen Ping'an when they have the opportunity to do so, what kind of bone shrinking skills, one finger Zen abounds, if you make the little Hou Ye happy, you can enjoy a plate of white silver ingots, if you can make the little Hou Ye interested, learn a trick or two, it is the credit of pouring the sky in the Hou Mansion, which is easier than risking his life on the battlefield to kill the military merits of the enemy general. Therefore, with the number of martial arts paths of various masters that Chen Ping'an has gathered at present, it is unrealistic to want to dominate one side out of the rivers and lakes, but there is no problem in running away when the situation is not good.

Late autumn is slightly cool, and the wind is fading.

Chen Duyun held a teapot in one hand, stood in the corner of the attic and quietly looked at Chen Ping'an, who was wielding a broad sword in the courtyard and making a rattling sound, with a mixed look on his face.

He probably knew his son too well.

In the eyes of others, Chen Ping'an is probably just an idle apprentice, or a loser with a lot of money, but Chen Duyun knows that Chen Ping'an is not stupid, on the contrary, his emotional intelligence is extremely high. The reason why others have such an illusion is because he has what others have, and the rights and money that others have worked hard to achieve and pursue all their lives are just things that are easy to come by and can be obtained at his fingertips.

Because there is no demand, there is no need to fight with all your might.

But once he changes to his current state, he must have what he wants.

What Chen Ping'an is wearing is a large-leaf purple gold moire soft armor that was dug out of the arsenal of the Hou Mansion, which is the collection of the royal family of the old Xiling country that was destroyed by Chen Duyun. And the broad-edged sword in his hand is also the weapon of Tie Yangtian, the owner of Yunyu Mountain Villa, who Chen Duyun personally led his soldiers and horses to level the sword, the sword name is Nine Thunder, and there is a sudden roar of anger when dancing, brilliant as thunder, and the list of heavenly machine gods ranks sixty-fourth.

This period of time is probably the quietest day since the completion of the Hou Mansion, without the laughter and scolding of the little Hou Ye on weekdays and the absurd and uninhibited behavior of the young master, the entire Hou Mansion is less than half of the fun.

The little Hou Ye's reputation in the Hou Mansion is still excellent, at most, he rubs a pair of tofu on the chest of the watery maid, or lets those miscellaneous servants who have made mistakes learn a few dog barks at the door of the Hou Mansion, and at most shout two more foul words like I am a dog.

After a while and three moments, Chen Ping'an was a little tired from practicing, so he threw the sword on the ground casually, and fell on the soft collapse that the subordinates had already prepared, panting, enjoying the beautiful maid like flowers and jade rubbing and pinching on her body, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if she had something on her mind.

Suddenly, three bells rang one after another, echoing in every corner of the Hou Mansion.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand, and the beautiful maid behind him consciously stepped aside, Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the unusually quiet Hou Mansion, and was surprised.

The three bells rang to indicate that it was time for dinner. According to the usual scene, it should be that the slaves are shuttling between the corridors with large and small dishes, and the entire Hou Mansion is busy in groups.

Chen Ping'an paced to the dining hall and pushed open the door, only to see that Chen Duyun was already sitting on the main seat, and on the table in front of him was a jar of wine covered with cobwebs and mud, and there were only three or four cold dishes on the table.

Looking at this posture, Chen Duyun, who hadn't touched a cup for a long time, wanted to have a drunk with Chen Ping'an today.

Chen Ping'an was full of suspicion, squinted his eyes, looked at Chen Duyun with a vigilant expression, and asked in a choked voice: "What kind of ecstasy array is the old man putting up today? Do you want to get me drunk and tie me up? Or do you want to feed me something Hehuansan, and prepare a few big ass girls for me, so that I can fulfill your dream of holding your grandson as soon as possible......

Chen Duyun smiled faintly at Chen Ping'an, and there was an indescribable weirdness in the atmosphere.

Chen Ping'an suddenly fixed his eyes, but he recognized the wine jar in front of him that looked older than himself.

His pupils tightened, and he took a breath of cool air, but his whole heart seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand.

This jar of wine is called ambergris, and there is only one jar in the world. Chen Duyun treasured it for I don't know how many years, I didn't want to drink it when I got married, I thought about it when I worshiped the great commander, I hesitated for a long time when I was the marquis, and then I couldn't bear it, when Chen Ping'an was born, Chen Duyun was stunned and swallowed saliva for a long time and was not willing to open it, and I don't know what a big day today, Chen Duyun can be willing to be so bloody.

Of course, Chen Ping'an knew in his heart that Chen Duyun was going to practice it for him.

In the people, if relatives travel far away and brothers join the army, whether the family has conditions or not, they will symbolically prepare a little wine to show their nostalgia, and also hope that they will return as soon as possible. Chen Duyun has always admired such a custom, and every time before the expedition, he would always set a table at home and have a big drink with his wife and mother.

It's just that in the past, others practiced it for him. Today, it is finally his turn to practice for his son.

Chen Ping'an straightened his expression, and returned to his old tone: "Old man, what are you singing again, aren't you going to stop me?

Chen Duyun slapped open the seal of the wine jar, poured two large bowls respectively, and with the rich aroma of wine overflowing the whole room, Chen Duyun said "hehe" twice: "I want to stop you, but can you stop it?"

Chen Ping'an nodded again and again, and said: "The old man is self-aware, this is up to me, follow me......!"

Chen Duyun glanced at Chen Ping'an.

"Whatever you want, I see you can't tell who Lao Tzu is......" Chen Duyun habitually raised his hand to knock on Chen Ping'an's head, but his hand was raised in the air, but he still put it down, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Chen Ping'an, and drank it clean in two sips.

The old wine is mellow, it is difficult to describe in words, only one bowl, Chen Duyun's face is covered with crimson.

After the two bowls of wine were full, Chen Duyun couldn't help but sigh: "The male is not left!"

Chen Ping'an pursed his lips: "If you drink, you will drink, where can you feel so much." ”

Chen Duyun snorted twice, chuckled, drank a bowl of spirits again, and suddenly glanced at Chen Ping'an, full of love.

"I still remember that when you were born, Qingxuzi of Dongxian Mountain gave you twelve words, the golden scales do not swim in the Jinchi, and the hidden dragon is difficult to trap in the shallows. Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil, and has accumulated a foundation that is ready for you to squander three lifetimes, and tries his best to keep you away from fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes, and trying his best to make you a loser who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, but even so, he still can't stand the creation of fate. ”

The monstrous wine filled the air, and Chen Duyun suddenly smiled bitterly with a vague drunkenness:

In the past two days, my father also understood that life is forcible and unbelievable. If you want to go, your father can't stop you, and your grandmother's father can hold it, Dad just wants to hear you tell the truth, you made such a big decision rashly this time, it's for that person. ”

Chen Ping'an's thoughts, Chen Duyun seemed to guess half a point, but he still wanted Chen Ping'an to say it himself, so that the burden in his heart could be reduced.

Chen Ping'an held the bowl in his hand and did not answer Chen Duyun's question, but his heart hurt uncontrollably.

Chen Duyun's wrinkled eyelids drooped slightly, and said with a smile: "Do you think I don't know, you secretly asked Xiao Ah Si to go to the black shop on West Street to buy news, and in the middle of the night, the third watch took the boy of the Wu family to the criminal department to check the files, and he mixed in the wine and meat places all day long to have fun in the open, just to listen to those rivers and lakes, most of the worshippers at home have gone out these days, most of them are also for this." ”

Chen Ping'an looked at Chen Duyun with a calm face, he was not surprised that Chen Duyun could know these things.

Chen Duyun raised his hand and put a bowl of wine into his stomach, and laughed: "You have a fierce temperament, like a stubborn donkey who can't whip and can't move, just rely on the Du family child to provoke you a few words, and then trick you into joining the army, ghost letter." You must have also seen that this time the new army is going to seize the frost sword, you think her disappearance is related to the frost sword, so you want to find it yourself through this new army, yes or no. ”

Chen Ping'an's face was slightly bitter, as if the eggplant had wilted after a frost: "Since you know everything, why bother asking......"

After galloping on the field for decades, Chen Duyun, who was decisive and resolute, couldn't help but show his sad side at this moment, and he sighed deeply: "Dad is already old, and there is nothing to look forward to, so I point to you to ask for a daughter-in-law and give birth to a boy, and let my Chen family have an incense inheritance." I have no objection to the matter between you and the eldest princess, but since that incident, this person has disappeared for no reason, how many forces are investigating this matter openly and secretly, but they have not found any clues, and I don't know when there will be a result. Are you really going to spend it like this?"

Chen Ping'an's eyebrows twisted slightly, and after being silent for a moment, he finally said four words in a low and cold voice: "She is not dead." ”

Chen Duyun's lips squirmed slightly, moving, and she wanted to speak again, but after thinking about it, she still said the sentence: "What if she is really no longer alive?"

Chen Ping'an's face was resolute: "Then I will also find her body and get her soul back from Lord Yama." ”

Chen Duyun was silent for a while, looking at Chen Ping'an with big eyes like copper bells, his withered and vicissitudes of life gradually stretched on his cheeks, and suddenly, he shook his head and showed a wry smile on his face: "In this case, go early and return early." After speaking, Chen Duyun stood up suddenly, bent his waist, and moved towards the door step by step.

Until this back disappeared completely, another old voice paced into the dining room.

"Before leaving, go see your mother, go to the pillar incense, and say goodbye. ”

Chen Ping'an did not hesitate, nodded, and said softly. A bowl of wine poured into a choked and trembling throat like a river.