On this day, the Sui State Mansion was full of lights, and it was not lively. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Zhang Zixiang got out of the carriage and was startled, thinking that Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, had something to celebrate. I was in a hurry, and I didn't bring a gift, what a rude! I raised my foot and wanted to go back to get a gift.

As soon as Yang Da, the housekeeper who came out to greet him, saw Zhang Zixiang's appearance, he knew that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly shouted to stop him: "Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi! Oh, Zhang Gongzi! This is all arranged to meet you! What are you running?"

As soon as Zhang Zixiang took a step, he was grabbed by the arm of the old housekeeper who seemed to have one foot in the coffin, and his plan to sneak back under an excuse fell through.

"I didn't see it, you are still practicing the family!" Zhang Zixiang was pulled by Yang Da and couldn't get out, and it was not easy to turn his face and use Zhenyuan to break free, so he had to stop helplessly, gritting his teeth and "praising Yang Da".

Yang Da humbly lowered his head and said respectfully: "The slave's little bit of superficial kung fu, where can he compare to Zhang Gongzi's immortal people." Sui Guogong was in a hurry, and asked Zhang Gongzi to enter the house with the old slave. ”

Zhang Zixiang sighed and had no choice but to follow Yang Da into the house.

As Yang Da said, the subordinates he met along the way were all respectful to him, and they didn't see any other guests coming, obviously this banquet in the Sui State Mansion was only for him.

"I hope it's not a good feast!" Zhang Zixiang muttered and stopped.

"Gongzi Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Yang Da saw that this master was making trouble again, and quickly stopped and asked.

"Who is that?" Zhang Zixiang pointed to a man in the attic in front of him who was staring at him.

The man stood tall and had an ordinary face, the kind of ordinary that he couldn't find if he threw it into a crowd. Obviously, they don't know each other, but they give Zhang Zixiang a very familiar feeling, as if they have known each other for a long time, and even had shared hardships and hardships.

Yang Da raised his head and glanced at the attic, immediately lowered his head again, and explained in a low voice: "That's our fifth master Yang Shuang, the youngest brother of the master. ”

"Yang Shuang......" Zhang Zixiang chewed on this unfamiliar name, once again confirming that he didn't know this person. But this feeling of familiarity is so strong......

"Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi!" Yang Dalian called out, and finally woke up Zhang Zixiang, who was in thought.

"Oh, it's okay! let's go!" Zhang Zixiang came back to his senses and looked at the attic again, but he couldn't see Yang Shuang's figure anymore, then smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his feet and continued to move forward.

In the attic, Yang Shuang leaned against the wall and sighed silently.

Emperor, I finally saw you! But why haven't you woken up yet? Is it really not the right time?

Yang Jian looked at Yang Shuang's melancholy appearance, and said with a smile: "'Brother'! Aren't you always thinking about going to see him? Why do you keep sighing when you see him? Is he not as important as you think?"

Yang Shuang shook his head, unusually, he didn't go to laugh with Yang Jian, his eyes were empty, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Yang Jian sensed that something was wrong, stopped sarcastic, and asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

"What if you meet an old friend you haven't seen for a long time, and he has forgotten about you?" Yang Shuang seemed to be talking to himself, as soon as the question was spoken, without waiting for Yang Jian to answer, he shook his head again and sighed, "Forget it, let everything be!"

Yang Jian was at a loss by Yang Shuang's fast-paced change, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and stayed in place for a while.

"Let's go. Yang Shuang beckoned Yang Jian to meet the guest. "Don't let our guests wait. ”

After Yang Shuang took his head and left, Yang Jian came to his senses, and he also shook his head and muttered to himself while following: "Inexplicable!"

On the other side, Zhang Zixiang was almost impatient waiting in the flower hall.

Originally, he didn't really want to come. Bu Feiyan hasn't been found yet, and Uncle They don't know what's going on, and there are a lot of things waiting for him to do. But in life, you can't escape human contacts. Yang Jian helped him when he entered Chang'an City, and this kindness could not be repaid. And it's just a meal, contacting and contacting feelings, and it's not a big deal, so there's no reason not to agree.

However, he waited in the flower hall for a long time, and the dishes were all served, but the host still did not show up, and Zhang Zixiang was a little troubled.

He secretly decided that as soon as Yang Jian came in, he would get up and say goodbye, no matter what Sui Guogong he was, it was not a polite way to let people wait!

"The little guy of Longhu Mountain, it's not easy to see you! I must tell him when I see Zhang Fu in the future!" Before Zhang Zixiang could think about how to say goodbye later, the main man finally appeared, and before anyone came in, the words of "hello" had already floated to his ears.

Zhang Zixiang then remembered that it seemed that Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, and his uncle were still old friends, and according to his generation, he should also be called "Uncle Yang".

It's too cunning, use my uncle to press me!

Zhang Zixiang retreated unwillingly, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to say goodbye. Actually, he was still a little afraid of his uncle. His parents died early, and it can be said that he was brought up by his uncle, and he has been "bullied" by his uncle a lot since he was a child. So now, even if his strength rises sharply, he is about to be on par with his uncle, and he doesn't dare to have any thoughts of confrontation with his uncle, let alone offend his uncle's old friends!

Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, is still as cunning as ever!

Yang Jian and Yang Shuang walked into the flower hall side by side, looking at Zhang Zixiang's annoyed appearance of being choked and speechless, they were all smiling.

However, the smiles of the two are not the same. Yang Jian's smile is more with a hint of the elders looking at the younger generations. And Yang Shuang's smile is with a vicissitudes of life, just like the vicissitudes of life, the sadness of things and people, or the melancholy of reminiscing about the past and the absence of people.

Zhang Zixiang came to his senses, exchanged a few words with Yang Jian, and then shifted his attention to Yang Shuang, who was smiling on the side.

Zhang Zixiang saw Yang Shuang again, and that familiar feeling came to his heart again. A violent emotion stirred in his chest, forcing him to vent immediately.

"I'm sorry, haven't we met?" Zhang Zixiang knew that such a question was very rude, especially to say such a thing to a man, it was a big faux pas. But he couldn't control it, as if he was enchanted, he didn't care that Yang Jian was still there, and blurted out to Yang Shuang.

But Yang Shuang's reaction was very strange, both surprised and delighted, with a hint of imperceptible fanaticism.

"You ......" Yang Shuang just wanted to speak, but suddenly felt a little wrong, and hurriedly took Yang Jian, who was watching the excitement on the side, to the back, and threw him on the ground, with his feet facing the sky.

Yang Jian was stunned by this sudden change, and before he could get angry, he saw a feather arrow that was still shaking in the place where he was standing......

"Come on...... Someone! There is ...... There are assassins!" The butler Yang Da followed Zhang Zixiang and served, and when he saw this battle, he immediately shouted to catch the assassin.

Yang Jian had a false alarm, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Just a little bit!

All that arrow would have pierced his heart would leave this world forever!

Who the hell wants his life?

Yang gritted his teeth in hatred and yelled at his warriors to search for the Assassins.

Zhang Zixiang was also a little blindsided by this accident, and the security in Chang'an is too poor, and assassins can be encountered at home.

When this happens, it's clear that the banquet can't go on.

Zhang Zixiang got up and wanted to say goodbye, but there was a stinging pain from behind.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Yang Da, the butler who had been serving him since just now.

At this time, Yang Da's originally humble face was full of smiles, as if he was doing a great good deed, full of joy. And his hands were still stained with the blood that had been splashed when he stabbed Zhang Zixiang in the back with a dagger just now.

Zhang Zixiang only felt the darkness in front of him, his body shook twice, and finally he lost his support, fell to the ground, and fell into the darkness......