The door is a mottled wooden threshold, but the road is a hundred years old. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yizhou City is praised by the sentence "Yizhou is dangerous, fertile for thousands of miles, the country of abundance, and Gaozu has become an emperor because of it", but not every household in this country of abundance has this blessing to withstand this reputation.

Chen Yewang carried a basket of firewood as usual and slowly descended from the back mountain.

Chen Ye has been crowning for several years, and now he is a young man in his early twenties, but he still hasn't won a wife. It's not that other daughters look down on him as a woodcutter who chops wood and catches fish every day, but speaking of which, we are also good-looking, and this woman who likes him Chen Yewang can still be counted as going to a neighboring village!

Chen Yewang walked down the mountain step by step, and at the foot of the winding mountain, he saw the blind woman in a blue shirt sitting motionless on the "Covenant Keeping Stone", and smiled happily.

"Is Cai'er here so early?" Chen Yewang put down the basket of firewood, sweating profusely but as if he didn't know anything.

Although Cai'er is blind, she is still very familiar with the habits of the man who has a general relationship in front of her, and took out a white handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her head, "Brother Ye Wang, I heard my mother say that some people who look like officials have come to your door and are clamoring to go in." ”

"Really?!" Chen Yewang rubbed his eyes, lifted the firewood basket with one hand, grabbed the rice bowl with the other, and ran towards the mountain road.

The blind girl Cai'er was stunned when she heard this, and she sobbed all of a sob, and her tears did not stop.

"What my mother said is true...... You men really don't want anything for the sake of fame?"

In the old mansion of the Chen family, Mrs. Chen and her daughter Chen Yuya stood in the hall, but the old lady's face was calm, while Chen Yuya was faintly angry.

On the other side of the hall, a group of three people stepped over the mottled threshold and entered, and the first one even accidentally knocked the wooden pole made of the old tree.

"Old lady Chen, don't come to be harmed!" The person headed by the Tsing Yi scholar looks like a scholar in Tsing Yi, holding a folding fan in his hand, and he is a beautiful man, and the two Tsing Yi entourages behind him are mediocre in appearance, which can be described as a blank crowd, and he doesn't say a word.

"It's okay, it's okay. His Royal Highness Qin Er finally got free, and the Chen family was not good enough to make an inch, so he asked His Highness to say hello. Old lady Chen got up to greet her, and behind her, Chen Yuya bit her lip three times, and followed out.

This Second Highness Qin Er was "the sword went sideways", and took a horizontal step, which made the two of them pounce, "I don't know how much the Chen family's fame is worth now?"

His Royal Highness Qin Er brushed off his clothes and sat on the only Taishi chair at the head of the hall.

How much is the Chen family's fame worth now?

If these words fall in Chen Yuya's ears, they can pass, but if they fall in the ears of Old Man Chen, it will be like a thunderstorm in the nine days, deafening.

The Chen family was dismounted by a river and lake in the Tang Dynasty and became a sacrificial flag, which can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone at that time, causing an uproar among the rivers and lakes and temples. The dignified "Dongxuan" Chen family, the villa with hundreds of people was burned, and even the disciples were all beheaded, if it weren't for the six countries scribe Dai Zhu to persuade the king of Annan, I am afraid that the incense would have been cut off long ago.

The old man sighed, there is a cycle of cause and effect, and now he has to repay his debts.

"The little Chen family, now they no longer have the luxury of expecting any fame to be gained, and it is always good to have a good point. The old man walked to the side and sat down tremblingly, which made him look depressed.

"You old horseman are asking me to settle down?!" The Tsing Yi scholar, who was called "His Royal Highness Qin Er", had a sharp glint in his eyes, and the ink dots on the folding fan were suddenly full of murderous energy.

Old Man Chen trembled all over, and arched his hand: "The grass people don't dare." ”

"Passing by today, I came with a ride. Tomorrow, I will go to the "Nine Pavilions to answer", and I will not grind with you, an old fellow, His Royal Highness will wait. After speaking, the scholar in Tsing Yi got up and was about to walk out of the threshold, and patted the old man Chen on the shoulder with a folding fan, and then led the other two who were silent from beginning to end and chuckled out of the Chen house.

Chen Yuya hurriedly walked to the old father's side, only to see his head hanging down and vomiting a pool of blood.

"Your Qin family is too deceitful!" Chen Yuya roared angrily, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

In that year, the young man of his family was cut off the horse by the king of Na Annan, and his family was separated. Now his own father is also so angry that the Qin family child spits blood, this is not hatred, what is revenge? !

This feud is as high as the sky!

"Masako-chan. ”

Hearing the shout of her father, who suddenly described her withered father, Chen Yuya hurriedly grabbed the pair of veteran hands.

"Xiao Yazi, tell Ye Wang to go to the Nine Pavilion tomorrow to answer. It is said that the family rules that the Chen family will never be allowed to enter the office are gone. After speaking, Old Man Chen leaned on the slender shoulders of his own flesh and blood and slowly stopped talking, and his head began to slide slowly.

"Dad, Dad, don't scare your daughter! Ye Wang hasn't returned yet! You have to see him in person if you say anything!" Chen Yuya helped her father, feeling that this thin old man who had carried the Chen family for a hundred years on one shoulder was so heavy that it was difficult to carry it like a mountain.

The slightly closed door was kicked open by the woodcutter who was holding a firewood basket in one hand and a rice bowl in the other.

"Mother!" Chen Ye looked at a flutter, then knelt down in front of Old Man Chen, bowed his head and kowtowed three times.

"Grandpa, don't worry, the child will avenge you!" After saying that, Chen Yewang got up and was about to go to the kitchen to get the huge pig-killing knife, but was stopped by his mother.

Chen Yuya forcibly hid her tears and said sharply: "Your grandfather said that he wants you to go to the Nine Pavilions tomorrow to answer." From then on, the family rule that the Chen family did not enter the Shi was invalid. ”

Chen Yewang stood still for three moments when he heard this.

After three moments, he knelt down again, and three more rings. Chen Yewang got up with a black face, and the old man Chen, who carried the residual blood at the corner of his mouth on his shoulders, walked up the back mountain step by step.

Cai'er, who finally groped her way down the mountain, asked from the people of the village, Brother Ye Wang went up the mountain again in the afternoon, and carried the old man Chen up for the first time, and the second time he carried the coffin with red vermilion lacquer that the old man Chen had guarded for decades. He never asked anyone passing by for help during the whole process, and occasionally a few people who wanted to take the initiative to help when they saw that the Chen family boy was tired, but he also politely refused.

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Qin Fang has been in this house called "Wenyuan" for several hours, and after a while, he has been wandering around, and now the east has come out of the belly of the fish, and the purple qi is gradually flourishing, so dozens of people have walked together to the rockery group.

Qin Fang beckoned behind him, and Dong Zhu came to Qin Fang's side with a solemn expression. Looking around, it is like facing a great enemy.

Qin Fang scolded and looked at your appearance, and woke up the two girls who were sleeping soundly in the wing of the mansion in a few clicks.

Huang Lian and Liu Yuanyuan woke up and hurriedly checked their clothes in front of everyone, but Huang Lian was a little sullen, while the other was relieved.

The two daughters of Qin Fang were amused by their unanimous behavior, waved their hands and said, "I won't touch you, don't think about it." ”

Liu Yuanyuan, who has always been at odds with Qin Fang, said as if he were yesterday: "You don't dare!"

Qin Fang didn't bother to answer this female doll with rhapsodic hysteria, carrying the scripture-learning sword in a long narrow cloth bag on her back, and pushed the door side by side with the winter bamboo shoots.

There are countless empty rooms in the mansion, and it seems that someone has deliberately cleaned them carefully in the past few days, even under the eaves are spotless, and Qin Fang is a little more in awe of the owner of this inexplicable mansion.

Nine rockeries, located in the back half of the mansion, are named after the nine-character mantra, respectively, "the soldiers are all arrayed forward", and there is a pavilion on each mountain, which is also the corresponding name.

Qin Fang walked to the bottom of the rockery that was more than ten zhang high, only to find that the rockery was already full of green and white pavilions, and he couldn't help but secretly say that these literati were kind-hearted, and this feeling was that they ran early to occupy a seat without sleeping all night?

"How can this situation be so similar to the college entrance examination?" Qin Fang smiled bitterly again, waving away the shadow of his previous life.

Finally, with the light work of "one step and seven feet", I squeezed into the "Zizi Pavilion", only to find that there happened to be nine seats in each pavilion, and now there are four left. The four of Qin Fang sat down at the same time, and all of a sudden, the later Qing Tan scribes all sighed for a long time, and even a few of them who didn't have long eyes had the appearance of rolling up their sleeves and running hard! Only some of the so-called Toshihiko who were still not dead remained in place, but when they saw the big knife in the hand of the man in cloth wielding, he followed him down the mountain.

Qin Fang learned from the appearance of the person at the head of Yong'an City back then, and stood up straight and looked into the distance. The crowd seems to rise from the rising sun, like the blue, white and black clothes of mercury pouring into the ground, like three torrents, rushing straight in.

Qin Fang cleared his throat and was about to learn "All the heroes of the world are in my place", but he saw a young man dressed as a woodcutter carrying a basket of firewood and walking over at the end of the crowd.

The woodcutter grabbed a large handful of yellow paper money in his hand, and a lot of firewood was stuffed in the basket behind his back, which was sprinkled all the way from outside the mansion in Wenyuan.