Two hundred and sixty-eight Zhijun wept and wept, how to ask about life and death

Lan Shaobao returned to Sifang Pavilion from Li's house, because Sifang Town was besieged, he was afraid that the death of his father Lan Yingxiang would make the brothers panic, so he blocked the news and declared to the town: The old pavilion master is still in retreat, and it is inconvenient to meet guests.

Of course, this is also worried that things will change drastically, and I can't cope with it, after all, I am too young, I used to be bohemian, I used to wander and play in the rivers and lakes, and my cynicism has long been notorious.

If his father Lan Yingxiang is alive, he will naturally shock the whole town, and he will give orders by himself, and he will have enough prestige. But things didn't go as he wanted, and he took on tens of thousands of lives and deaths at once, at his age, he had a bad reputation, and he really couldn't convince the public.

Lan Shaobao never expected that the confidential matter would be leaked for no reason, causing everyone to question it.

The group came to the Blue Mansion, holding weapons, and questioned sharply.

At such a moment, why does the old pavilion master still want to retreat and not see me?

Do you regard the life and death of the whole town as child's play? Could it be that the old pavilion master is really dead?

Lan Shaobao didn't say anything.

Everyone shouted again, it's not that we don't believe in the young pavilion master, these days, the young pavilion master has done his best for us, and we all see it in our eyes. But now the situation is out of control, don't hide it from the young pavilion master, we need the old pavilion master to preside over everything.

Please let the old pavilion master out of the customs, right?

Yang Yang's expectant eyes taught Lan Shaobao that Lan Shaobao almost blurted out the news of Lan Yingxiang's death.

Seeing that he bowed his head and didn't say a word, everyone hesitated, and immediately shouted: "We got the news, the old pavilion master is no longer there, I didn't believe it, but now the young pavilion master doesn't say a word, it really teaches us to have to doubt the truth!"

Yes, whether the old pavilion master is really dead, please give us an explanation!

The old pavilion master is dead, how can we be good? The army outside is pressing the border, and it will not retreat for a long time, can the poisonous miasma jungle keep us safe?

According to the news that came in, the ghost doctor Cheng Zhihuan is developing an antidote to crack the poison forest, I heard that the ghost doctor can even save the dead, this poison forest is as easy for him as stepping on an ant, I believe that soon this place will not be able to be saved!

Even if he can't come up with an antidote, if those thieves set fire to it in a fit of rage, they won't be able to keep it here! We have too many trees here, it's easy to catch fire!

The more people talked, the more panicked they became.

Someone began to walk down the stairs, looking extremely uneasy.

Lan Shaobao wanted to continue to lie and coax everyone back, but when he saw that everyone was flustered, he suddenly felt a sense of distress, feeling that he was ashamed of these fathers and fellow villagers, and it was his own incompetence that made them fall to such a state of confusion.

When he didn't speak, the crowd panicked even more, and the commotion became even worse, and no matter how much the attendant Chang An tried to appease him, it would be useless.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "I have a way to get the old pavilion master to come out!" While speaking, a person came to everyone, Lan Shaobao saw Shan Ziying standing upright, looking at everyone calmly, she took Lan Shaobao's hand and said to everyone: "Lan Gongzi has already thought of countermeasures, you come like this, it will make him worry, you know?"

She shocked everyone with her words, but she didn't say anything about how to invite the old pavilion master.

Lan Shaobao was pulled by her so generously, so he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and was thinking about the next of Shan Ziying's words, when he saw a person in the crowd come out of the crowd and asked: "Just now, the girl said that there is a way to invite the old pavilion master out of the customs, may I ask what way?"

Shan Ziying glanced at Lan Shaobao, and calmly replied loudly: "You are all in a hurry, Lan Gongzi is even more anxious, yesterday Gongzi has already thought of a countermeasure, that is, Gongzi plans to ......advance the day of his marriage with Ziying" Before the words were finished, there was an uproar at the steps, and all kinds of stunned eyes looked at Lan Shaobao, and everyone felt that it was too child's play to talk about family affairs at this moment, and it was also harmful.

Lan Shaobao was even more surprised and stunned, he stared at Shan Ziying in a daze, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong, he tried his best to clean up his mood, and hurriedly approached Shan Ziying, and said in a low voice: "Girl, don't talk nonsense, everything has a weight, you are too risky to do this, my father's affairs can be hidden for a while, and I can't hide it from them for a lifetime, Shaobao believes that the altar masters can understand Shaobao's painstaking efforts, I decided to tell them!"

Lan Shaobao was about to speak, but Shan Ziying grabbed him and said anxiously: "You just messed up, Ziying is helping you!" No longer caring about Lan Shaobao's reaction, he said to everyone: "Everyone, don't be impatient, please listen to Ziying's words." ”

The crowd fell silent and listened.

Shan Ziying said: "There are two advantages to getting married, one is related to the marriage of the young pavilion master, according to the etiquette, the old pavilion master has to go out of the customs......"

At this time, someone in the crowd nodded and said, "There is some truth in what you said." As he spoke, he looked at the people next to him, but said that this was a very senior altar master of the eighty-one branches.

After a pause, he only listened to him talking to another altar master beside him, and agreed: "We have always had a rule in Sifang Town, if the old pavilion master intends to let the virtuous, before electing the next pavilion master, a grand ceremony will be held to hand over the pavilion master's order to the next pavilion master. ”

Shan Ziying saw the opportunity and asked, "Is the son's wedding grand?"

The altar master answered truthfully, and then worried: "I just don't know if we are so coercive, whether the old pavilion master is willing to hand over the pavilion master's order, it is not yet known." ”

Shan Ziying's eyebrows suddenly locked, and said: "The Sifang Pavilion is now facing a foreign enemy, such a major matter, if the old pavilion master had already known about it and deliberately did not come out, it must be that the old pavilion master couldn't think of a way to deal with it, it's been so long, maybe it's ......" turned his head and glanced at Lan Shaobao, and said: "The old pavilion master may also intend to hand over the pavilion master's order to Yu Gongzi." ”

The altar master continued to speak: "What the girl said is very true, everything has to be tried, if the old pavilion master is unwilling to hand over the pavilion master's order, as long as he hears the news and appears, I will be relieved!" Turning his head to look at everyone, everyone agreed.

Someone said in the crowd: "As long as Lan Gongzi has the pavilion master's order in hand, it means that Lan Gongzi is personally selected by the old pavilion master, and we naturally only listen to Lan Gongzi's orders, and there is no objection!"

The crowd shouted one after another: "Seeing the pavilion master's order is like seeing the pavilion master, this is a rule handed down from Sifang Town, and no one can disobey it." This was specially said to Lan Shaobao, which also meant that if Lan Yingxiang had no intention of letting Lan Shaobao be virtuous, Lan Shaobao's day as the head of the pavilion would also come to an end.

The second advantage of marriage mentioned by Shan Ziying is to use it as bait, so that the enemy soldiers think that Sifang Town has neglected to take precautions because of happy events, and the enemy soldiers will definitely try their best to take advantage of the weakness to enter, and catch turtles in the urn when they fall by surprise.

Lan Shaobao listened to this strategy, pondered for a long time, and did not speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Shan Ziying went back to the room alone, and followed in.

After closing the door, Shan Ziying walked into Lan Shaobao and asked, "Childe, don't you believe me?"

She looked at Lan Shaobao with a kind of expectant eyes, Lan Shaobao was depressed in his heart, and there was no other good way, so he said for a long time: "This is just an expedient measure, you know that my father is dead, and if you continue to deceive them, it will be like adding fuel to the fire and getting out of control......"

Shan Ziying said angrily: "They were obviously provoked by others, and they had already learned of the death of the old pavilion master in private, so it was impossible for them to come out and hand over the pavilion master's order. Forcing you like this is obviously to deceive you into being young, and seeing that you can't think of a way to retreat from the enemy, I will take this opportunity to force you to hand over the position of pavilion master!"

Lan Shaobao sighed, he was not shocked, he seemed to have thought of this result, Shan Ziying looked at him fixedly, and said: "Childe, Ziying also saw that you were depressed, and there was no other way, so I had to bluff them for the time being, and make the fake show real, otherwise where would they let you go?"

Lan Shaobao pressed his forehead with one hand, rested his elbow on a few, and said painfully: "Ziying, you let me think about it." The implication was to signal Shan Ziying to let him think about it.

Shan Ziying put her hands on his shoulders and called softly, "Childe!" Her voice was extremely soft, and her expression also seemed to be quite concerned about Lan Shaobao.

Lan Shaobao didn't care about her actions, he only tried to turn back to consciousness from the pain, and suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, Shan Ziying was puzzled, and saw that he took out a jade token, which was the main order of the Quartet Pavilion.

The main order of the pavilion is also extremely exquisite, and it is about the same size as the jade pendant, but the decoration on it is a goshawk, and the seal is engraved with the words 'Sifang Pavilion main order'.

Shan Ziying was not surprised, and looked at it and said, "Why didn't you take it out just now?"

Lan Shaobao held the pavilion master's order, looked at the window lattice blankly, and said, "I haven't thought about whether to ...... or not."

Shan Ziying looked at him, he had already understood three points, and then muttered: "Ziying forgot, the son likes to travel the rivers and lakes, and it is not what you want to be the leader of the pavilion." As he spoke, he sighed a little.

Lan Shaobao suddenly stood up uncomfortably, walked to a wall and stood facing the wall, and said, "I can't give them a stable life, they are right to resist." ”

Shan Ziying immediately said: "No! This is your home, where are you going when you leave Sifang Town?"

Lan Shaobao looked back at Shan Ziying and said with a wry smile: "I don't have the ability to lead them!"

Hearing this, Shan Ziying bit her lower lip violently, biting out a deep tooth mark on her lip, and suddenly stepped forward, hugging Lan Shaobao from behind with both arms.

Lan Shaobao didn't expect her to be like this, he was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled out, but he didn't expect Shan Ziying to make a lot of force, and he couldn't push it for a while, he panicked, and said hurriedly: "Ziying!"

Shan Ziying burst into tears and said, "Childe, let me hold you like this! Ziying doesn't know how many days there will be like this!"

Lan Shaobao no longer refused, and the two of them shed tears together, each standing with their heads bowed.

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