Chapter Eighty-Eight

Next to the gate, in front of the stone lion, Fu Junwu, who has a pure appearance, is like a relict snow lotus, holding quietly and elegantly, a jade-like silent boy in his left hand, and a young girl in her right hand who is about twenty-eight years old. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the faces of the three of them, there was a hint of resentment, more patience and understanding.

Footsteps sounded in the door, Ye Mu strode out, a gust of wind rose, and the person was already in front of Fu Junyu.

"Hard work"

With a faint word, Fu Junyu smiled happily, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Ahh

Ye Mu, who was flirting with Fu Junwu's eyebrows, suddenly felt pain in his arm, his face changed greatly, and he turned his head to look at the initiator Zheng with an arrogant look, and had to accept the fact that it was a bad thing, and squeezed out an ugly smile with a smile.

When the people who came out behind him appeared, they welcomed the three into the house.

"It's finally back again!" Yongxu entered the courtyard, and the girl's innocence was swayed to the fullest, and she threw herself into Ye Mu's arms with her arms outstretched, and she was not afraid of so many people looking at the jokes.

Brother Childe is mine, no one wants to rob me!

What can Ye Mu say? All that left was to pat Yongxu's fragrant shoulder, which was both loving and helpless, to satisfy her.

Du Fuwei watched from the side and laughed, as if he was making fun, but the envy on the corner of his face betrayed his true thoughts.

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After a simple reunion, Ye Mu took Yongxu to the roof alone to blow the wind.

In the evening, the night is about to fall, the swallows between the beams are resting, the sound of insects is broken, and a clear song is played, entangled in people's trivial hearts, not vomiting or unhappy.

"Yongxu, thank you for all these years!"

Holding Yongxu in the palm of his hand, he felt ashamed and moved when he felt that he had been able to live thanks to this little girl who was a little bit old.

When I speak, the emotions in my heart are as natural and real as a river flowing into the sea.

Yong Suqiao's face was slightly red, and she hugged Ye Mu and clinged to Ye Mu's body.

Just like a strong creeper, he loves the stone wall alone and clings to each other all his life.

"Yongxu, I have a question for you. ”

Taking advantage of the night, to cover the abruptness, Ye Mu asked softly:

"Is your surname Yang?"

Hearing this, her delicate body trembled, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Ye Mu's eyes, and wanted to slip out of Ye Mu's arms.

Ye Mu grabbed Yongsu and held her in his arms.

Yongsu suddenly burst into tears, lay on Ye Mu's body, and sobbed quietly.

When Ye Mu saw people crying, he panicked inexplicably.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it!"

Seeing that Yongxu seemed to be very sad, his heart became flustered, where could he still care about asking Yongsu, and hurriedly coaxed a child to whisper.

Yongxu's sobbing stopped for a while, and he looked at Ye Mudao with a confused face:

"Your family was killed by the Yang family, I'm afraid that if I am the Yang family, you will be unhappy. ”

Hearing this, Ye Mu knew that Yongxu was crying for this and reason.

When the army was conscripted, the two elder brothers died on the battlefield and buried their bones in a foreign country, the old father often scolded Yang Guang, who was faint, and brought the Yang family in, Ye Mu also cursed the Yang family, but he didn't want to think that Yongsu would care so much.

"Silly girl, how could it be?" Ye Mu wiped away her tears with her hand and comforted her softly.

"This is all a disaster that Yang Guang did, and it has nothing to do with the rest of you. ”

After speaking, he took off the Buddhist beads on his arm and gently brought them to Yongxu.

"This is your Yang family's thing, it must have a special commemorative significance, or you should wear it!"

Who knows, after hearing Yongsu, she burst into tears.

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That night, the two spent the night on the rooftop, whispering their hearts.

Ye Mu didn't practice at night for the first time, and listened to Yongxu talk about the catastrophe he had experienced since childhood.

Yongsu confessed her background.

Ye Mu knew that the abolished prince Yang Yong still had a daughter left in the world, that is, Yang Xuyan's sister.

This explains why Yang Guang let Ye Mu go when he was dying, Yang Xuyan wanted the string of Buddhist beads but did not use assassination to seize it?

What kind of person are you?

Ye Mu thought that Yang Xuyan would go to Luoyang as he said, and then meet the woman who made him sad?

The next day, he came down from the roof and returned to his room, who was still asleep.

Suddenly, someone came to report that Du Fuwei had something to invite him to come over.

Hurriedly went out again.

After entering the city, Du Fuwei occupied Yu Wenhua and the original mansion, which was relatively close to the military camp, and the other side was only two streets away from Yangzhou's Flower Street and Willow Lane, which was convenient for him to train his subordinates and for him to recruit people to sing, which was very good for Du Fuwei.

The stone lion in front of the door is majestic, comparable to the palace, and the lion head, which is taller than a person, has a fierce mouth outward, as if it wants to swallow the world, just like the original owner, he also wants to sit on the world.

Ye Mu entered the door, and the doorman directly let him go.

When I entered the outside of the hall, I faintly heard the sound of conversation inside.

"Mr. Du, our manager is sincere, and he is by no means those snakes and rats who go back on their word. ”

A young white-faced scribe sat at the bottom, his expression solemn and talking, but Du Fuwei looked half-asleep and half-awake.

From time to time, a yawn comes out:

"Where did you just say?"

How good was the young scribe's cultivation that he continued to endure without slapping the table?

Ye Mu thought to himself.

It just shows that Li Zitong's current situation is very bad.

"Ye boy, you are here, sit down. ”

Seeing Ye Mu coming, Du Fuwei immediately got up, came to life, stepped forward and enthusiastically pulled Ye Mu over, and sat on the bench that was already warm up to him.

Du Fuwei was so enthusiastic in vain, but Ye Mu was quite flattered.

However, Du Fuwei's performance moved Ye Mugang's rise, and it was like pouring water into the fire, and it was a 180-degree reversal.

"Discuss it with him! I'll go back and squint for a while!"

Regardless of whether Ye Mu agreed or not, he disappeared.

As soon as Ye Mu was about to speak, only a smell of dust was still wafting in the lobby.

Clearing his throat, Ye Mu looked at the person who came.

"Your Excellency has come on the orders of King Wu. ”

The young white-faced scribe bowed to Ye Mu:

"Who is Your Excellency?

It's a joke, where is there King Wu in the world, who is the staff officer of General Manager Li with the army in Xiaxi, and he came to discuss matters. ”

Li Zitong didn't get Yangzhou, and he didn't claim the title of king, but Ye Mu forgot about this stubble.

"Your Excellency, please go back and tell you that General Manager Li welcomes him to join him, just wait with peace of mind, and General Manager Du will arrange relevant matters in the near future. ”

Ye Mu almost didn't have to think about it, and immediately agreed to Li Zitong's refuge.

If Ye Mu didn't even have such a little heart, how could he compete with the famous Li Shimin.

But accepting Li Zitong is one thing, and how to control him is another.

"This ......" The scribe hesitated and looked at Ye Mu with some disbelief.

Ye Mu immediately understood the other party's doubts, and smiled:

"Your Excellency, don't worry, my words are just as effective as those of Manager Du. ”

The scribe thought that Du Fuwei and Ye Mu were so familiar, so he put away his doubts and got up to leave.