Yang Jiulang simply lived in Fan Zhongyan's small courtyard, which was also very clean, and the senior brothers and nephews also lived elsewhere, except for the two junior nephews who took turns boiling water and cooking, few people came, and even good morning was carried out in the hall of the master, and the practice arrangements were also there.

The first time I walked into his living room with Fan Zhongyan, it was not too big, it was very homely, it was twenty or thirty square meters, there was a table in the middle, and there were four chairs outside.

Yang Jiulang kept looking at Fan Zhongyan and didn't speak, and Fan Zhongyan didn't speak, the two of them just looked at each other, very quiet.



"On March 27th, Qiangshan began to see flowers, the general had a side affair, and the old man did not return home", Yang Jiulang gently chanted a nameless poem by Fan Zhongyan, even Fan Zhongyan himself almost forgot, only remembered that he was on the border of Song and Xia, and he came out casually, so the thought would actually reach the mouth of his nephew Yang Jiulang? Although I have never met the third uncle, I have always admired the third uncle, but your old man invited himself out of Beijing, if it wasn't for this fraudulent death, I am afraid that the nephew will regret it in this life", Fan Zhongyan laughed, Yang Jiulang spoke again, "The establishment of Zhongshun City and the signing of the "Songxia Armistice Treaty" should be the main reason for the third uncle to return to the master, right?", Fan Zhongyan took over this time, "Uncle Shi, I only know that there is a secret master behind the scenes of Renzong, I never expected it to be my senior nephew, wait a minute, let's exchange wine."

Yang Jiulang knew that Fan Zhongyan had been dead for two years, but he didn't expect him to cheat to death, returned to the master, and became his own uncle, he was very happy, and looked at Fan Zhongyan with a slight smile while drinking, and the other party was embarrassed, "Wang Badan'er, your hundred-year lease and contract is not much stronger than the one for your uncle, if you say more, your uncle will smash you", Yang Jiulang still didn't speak, but still looked at the other party and smiled slightly, until Fan Zhongyan picked up a pair of chopsticks to knock Yang Jiulang's head, which frightened him and jumped up ten meters away.

However, this time, Yang Jiulang walked towards Fan Zhongyan while groaning, "The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention." The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan. Qiangguan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general has white hair and tears."

Fan Zhongyan held the chopsticks in the air, didn't know what to do, and finally smashed himself, and said casually, "Cloudy sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green on the waves." The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun. The soul of the dark country, chasing travel thoughts, night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep. Mingyue Lou is high and recess alone, and the wine enters the bowels of sorrow, turning into lovesick tears".

Yang Jiulang was gloomy, and it took a long time to say a word, "Do you miss him?", "Somewhat, he is a good emperor, so everything the third uncle does is ,,, willingly", Yang Jiulang listened to Fan Zhongyan's words, hesitated, and still answered positively, "Does the third uncle know that he didn't agree to your death when you asked to leave Beijing?", Fan Zhongyan was stunned instead, and asked, "Why?", "At that time, in the court, the new law failed, and your opponent could only kill you and relieve the hatred, if, stay in the court, you understand".