I have been to the Kong family, and the last target is the Duan family, the head of Qingdi Township.

Duan Bangcai, who claims to be the one who even the county government has to let him have a few points, seems to be true. At the door of Duan's house is a pair of stone lions with teeth and claws, the four open gates are majestic and solemn, with the word "Duanfu" on the gilt plaque on the top, and there are stick-wielding housekeepers guarding the door, as if they don't agree with each other, they will drive you away from here.

Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes: "It's really more magnificent than the county government." ”

An Qing nodded slightly, her hair swayed, and her tone was smiling: "This is the so-called country bully, right? ”

Zhao Wu'an didn't move where she was, and she took the initiative to step forward as if she was fated to explain the reason for coming. A family member went in to report, and after a while, he opened the door and came out, inviting the two to enter.

The two are not officials, nor do they have special status, so it is normal for them to enter the house through the side door. As soon as you enter the mansion, you will see a huge photo wall, engraved with two pictures of magpie Dengmei and unicorn sending children. The corridor on all sides of the front yard, the pillars are all carved dragons, the top of the house is inlaid with glazed tiles, colorful, it can be described as wide and abnormal.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "It's really difficult, it's not a temple, and it's beautifully decorated." ”

The servant looked vicious, but his attitude was courteous, and he led the two to a side house in the west, and then stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Madam, someone has brought it." ”

A gentle and shallow woman's voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

The servant replied yes, turned to the two and said, "Madame is inside, please come in." At the end, with a worried expression on his face, he instructed: "Madame has always been weak and sick, and this loss of her son is even more grief-stricken, I hope the two distinguished guests will pay more attention to their wording and not disturb Madame." The servant thanked him first. ”

An Qing knocked Zhao Wu'an: "What about you." But don't come up and say, 'Your son is dead.'" ”

Zhao Wu'an nodded gently. The servant pushed the door and took his leave.

The two entered the room and sat down at the same table at the invitation of a well-mannered woman in the room. The woman was embroidering a white flower on the bottom of the purple brocade, wearing a wide-sleeved blue skirt, her face was pale and sickly, and she still smiled forcefully: "The little woman is terminally ill, it is difficult for the two of them to catch the wind, so I am here to accompany her." ”

This seems to be the lady who Duan Bangcai said would not live long. In Zhao Wu'an's opinion, in fact, the physical illness can be treated, and it is not impossible to cure with careful conditioning, but the heart disease has already crushed this already weak lady. She may have known that Duan Bangcai had a loving couple outside, coupled with Duan Kexu's death, her heart disease was even more serious, and it was indeed a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished.

Forced by the pain, Mrs. Duan did not speak loudly, so her voice sounded softer and shallow: "Bangcai is busy with affairs and is often not at home, and the little woman is a wife, and it is also a matter of duty to share her husband's worries." Maybe the two of you came to find my husband, but if you have any questions, I will try my best to answer them. ”

Zhao Wu'an asked, "Duan Kexu, what kind of person is he?"

Mrs. Duan stopped the embroidery in her hand, and her eyes turned red almost instantly when she heard her son's name, but she suppressed the tears that were about to flow, and pretended to be calm: "My son, he is very obedient and romantic, but not ridiculous. Dare to act, be honest and decisive, and be a good boy. ”

Zhao Wu'an nodded and continued to ask, "Did he tell you anything before he left on the day he went to the Land Temple?"

Mrs. Duan recalled for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." He said that he was invited by his friend Kong Xiuji to enjoy the night view. But he never said that he was going to the Land Temple. ”

After Mrs. Duan finished saying two paragraphs, the tears in her eyes were almost uncontrollable, Zhao Wu'an felt the same way, and no longer asked more questions about Duan Kexu, and asked instead: "What kind of person is your husband Duan Bangcai?"

Seeing that Mrs. Duan and An Qing looked confused at the same time, Zhao Wuan simply said: "He has a sincere heart, and it's not all with you. ”

The lady of the main house, who had been neglected for several years, seemed to suddenly relax, put down the embroidery in her hand, looked up and said with a smile: "I know." Bangcai's fancy is just my background. Those talented and beautiful women mentioned in the drama book, before and after the moon, how can they not be the same party who can stay together for a lifetime. I know enough to be able to get married for a few years. ”

Zhao Wu'an's face was slightly moved.

The woman with little time was smiling, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes. An Qing rubbed her moist eyes, stood up, stretched out her arms, and wiped away her tears for Mrs. Duan with her sleeve.

"Don't cry, you're so good-looking, you're not pretty when you cry. An Qing gently wiped away her tears, but no matter what, she couldn't wipe them clean.

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Walking out of Duan's house, Zhao Wu'an raised his head and saw that the sun had set in the west, and a day was wasted on these three families, but it was also a lot of gains.

"What do you think?" he asked An Qing, "about the case?"

"Ah, I don't know......" An Qing puffed out her cheeks helplessly, "I'm also in a hurry, I'm really anxious, I'm really anxious, you see that they are so sad...... But I really don't know. "She was like a deflated ball, walking slowly on the road.

Such an answer was expected by Zhao Wu'an, and he didn't laugh at An Qing's thoughts, but suddenly stretched out his hand, tapped, and patted her on the head.

"What are you doing!" An Qing glared angrily.

"Don't be too upset. Zhao Wu'an lazily, "Life and death are fate, I can still memorize some scriptures, and I can't go beyond the evil ghosts, and I am still a little sure of giving ordinary people a surplus to seek good results in the next life." ”

An Qing lowered her head: "You clearly said that you don't believe in Buddhism." ”

"I didn't say that. Zhao Wu'an smiled sideways, "I'm still a layman after all." ”

"You also know that you are still a layman. An Qing said, yawning heavily. Zhao Wu'an remained silent: "You should go back." ”

"But the case is not over yet!" An Qing frowned.

"I'll do the rest. Zhao Wu'an suddenly stopped and pushed An Qing to the side of the road. An Qing looked up and saw that there was already a county government in front of her, "Your father hasn't gotten off work yet, go find your father, don't follow me." ”

An Qing pouted, and before she could say whether she agreed or disagreed, the door of the county government opened inward.

Dressed in green clothes, standing at the door with an ancient family sword, three thousand green silk.

"Zhao Jushi. Su Qinghe called.

Zhao Wu'an answered lazily: "Huh?"

Su Qinghe didn't rush to speak, An Qing stood between the two, rubbing her sleepy eyes with a puzzled expression.

During the day, Su Qinghe returned to the old house, and at this moment the house had been given to others to live in, Su Qinghe rummaged in the ancestral house for a long time, and found a volume of his grandfather's handwriting. It took me half a day to read, and I figured out a lot of things.

When I was a child, I didn't listen to the elders of the clan talk too much, but now I know that the battle that my grandfather participated in was known as the Battle of the Gaoliang River, the first defeat of the Song army in the Song-Liao confrontation.

Wencheng martial arts, the founding emperor can be said to have both, but he is vulnerable in the face of the Liao iron cavalry. Ten years of preparation, in the fourth year of Taiping Xingguo, 100,000 troops were dispatched, all the way north, intending to recover the sixteen states of Yanyun. Su Changdi was the chief strategist who went to war with the army, and that battle also cost him 20 years of hard work.

Su Qinghe knew what kind of person his grandfather was, in the eyes of others, he was extreme, arbitrary and even crazy, but as the top three strategists of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, Su Changdi's dream will always be in Beiyou. Youzhou down is the plain, the Liao people are good at horse fighting, riding horses and driving straight down, even the most heroic Han people, it is difficult to resist.

The sixteen states of Yanyun will not be restored for a day, and the Great Song Dynasty will be difficult to defeat the Khitan iron cavalry for a day.

This is Su Changdi's heart disease.

The army finally attacked the city of Youzhou, and it was only one step away from recovering Yanyun. Su Qinghe knew how complacent and nervous his grandfather was at that time.

It is taboo to start an all-out war before reinforcements arrive. The Song army was exhausted and the Liao army was defending the city, all of them bent on fighting. The outcome of that battle could have been predicted long ago. How excited Su Changdi was before the war, and how lost his soul was after the defeat.

According to reason, he should have died before the battle, but he returned to Qingdi Township alive and died here. But the dream of the horse leather shroud was still there, and Su Changdi just woke up. When he woke up, he never saw that best friend again for the rest of his life.

"Grandfather's good friends, there are many, but not much, when called, it seems to be called Beidou, a total of seven. Su Qinghe slowly drew his sword, "So, are you sent by that person? With a team of people from the rivers and lakes, the person who eventually caused the Great Song Dynasty to lose all the games is your master?"

Zhao Wu'an remained silent: "That's not the case. And I also think that he is not wrong. ”

"For the sake of a small group of Liao troops, devote all their combat strength, and sacrifice tens of thousands of Song soldiers and civilians for the sake of a village!" Su Qinghe almost roared, "This is that person's way of life? How many Liao troops can a village accept? How far is Youzhou from Flying Fox City? The map is wrong? As long as you go all the way north, with Yanshan as the guide, you can always arrive in Youzhou before dawn!"

Su Qinghe forcibly endured his grandfather's grievances, and gritted his teeth angrily: "It's true that he saved a village, but he lost the whole game of chess." My grandfather worked hard for twenty years, trying to lay a splendid mountain and river for the Great Song Dynasty, but he was defeated in his hands!"

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "It seems that I went to read some books today." The morning was quite understandable, but the dusk changed its appearance. Your paranoia is really exactly the same as Su Changdi. ”

Su Qinghe took out his sword in an instant.

When the cyan figure bypassed An Qing and attacked Zhao Wu'an, he did not show the slightest mercy.

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun is obscured by the high-rise buildings of the town.

An Qing was stunned. Su Qinghe's figure holding the sword is still so familiar, just like the sassy and heroic posture when he taught those ruffians and bullies back then.

Tsing Yi looked back.

Zhao Wu'an's expression was solemn.