"Where's my third brother?"

Shang Zhengyu was about to walk inside, but was stopped by Ling Feixian. Ling Feixian informed Shang Zhengyu and Li Yanxue of Master Zhiwen's matter, and everyone had mixed feelings for a while. No one expected that Duan Yifei's father would be Duan Shaohuang, one of the famous four swords in the world, and what he didn't expect was that the father and son were separated by yin and yang before they even recognized each other, and they didn't even have the opportunity to say a word.

The originally noisy and festive east courtyard suddenly quieted down, and no one walked towards the room inside for a while, and even the second sister Li Yanxue shook her head and didn't know what to say. The seven sons of Fengyue, except for the sixth Qin Feng, who is still a parent, the others are basically orphans or ill-fated people, and they can better understand Duan Yifei's feelings at this time.

The seven sons of Fengyue all knew that for Duan Yifei, his mother who was locked on Shenxiao Mountain and his father, who only left a vague impression, were the two biggest obsessions in his heart, and it was precisely because of this that he chose to join Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion. But who would have thought that his meeting with his father would eventually turn into a farewell.

More than 20 years of anticipation, but at this moment, there is only silence.

Shang Zhengyu dragged off the green bamboo wine barrel on his waist, and strode towards the room where Duan Yifei was, Li Yanxue walked side by side with him, behind him were Chu Linxu and Qin Feng and Ziqi. No one spoke, and all words were superfluous at the moment.

The door was pushed open by Shang Zhengyu first, and Duan Yifei, who moved a stool and sat alone at the head of the bed, already knew about their arrival, but he didn't mean to turn around, and he didn't even want to say a word. Everyone walked to the bed, looking at the Zhiwen Master who was still frozen in extreme cold, Shang Zhengyu was the first to put his hand on Duan Yifei's shoulder, and said softly: "Third brother, no matter what you want, the brothers are here." ”

The sculpture-like body of Duan Yifei shook slightly, and there were inexplicable thoughts flowing in his eyes, and he slowly spoke: "Juexin told me that his master had been appointed by a wandering monk to become a monk, and this person was the abbot of Liangzhou Mida Temple, I want to take him there to see what kind of person he was in the past, and why he left me and my mother in Shenxiao Mountain." ”

At this moment, Duan Yifei couldn't completely accept the fact that Master Zhiwen was his father, so he only replaced him with "he" in his words.

"If you want to go, hesitation is not your style. Li Yanxue still spoke so directly, but Duan Yifei not only didn't feel harsh, but felt very kind, this is his second sister.

Shang Zhengyu continued: "Third brother, don't worry, your share, when you get to the battlefield, our brothers will even get your share back from the captives!"

Speaking of the captive, Duan Yifei's fists on his knees couldn't help but tighten, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, although it disappeared suddenly, it was immersed in the deepest part of Duan Yifei's eyes.

"Then please

。 ”

Duan Yifei's wish had been decided, and he got up a little chic. He put Master Zhiwen into the coffin that had been prepared and fixed it, closed the lid of the coffin, and then carried the coffin on his shoulder with one hand, and strode out.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Duan Yifei saw Ling Feixian, Bai Furui, Wan Yanjing, Juexin, Liu An, Xiaocui and others all standing in front of his door, as if they were all waiting for him, and suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Let everyone worry, Duan Yifei has to travel for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the next big battle, and I hope that the army will fight bravely to kill the enemy, I am waiting for the news of everyone's triumph in Liangzhou!"

"Feixian will go with you. Ling Feixian seemed to have expected this result, everything was ready, Duan Yifei nodded, without any extra words, the two of them rose into the air one after the other, and their figures disappeared at the end of the south's gaze in a snap of their fingers.

====As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you are a hard-working person====

The renovation of the east gate of Langfu has been completed, and the reconstruction of various parts of the inner city is also progressing in an orderly manner. Without the pressure from the north, the people in Langfu City have more smiling faces in the past few days than in the past few months combined. It hadn't snowed for several days, but the camp of the captives, which was hundreds of miles away, showed no sign of attacking Langfu under the strict supervision of Zheng Pingping.

From the mouths of the few scattered captive warriors they caught, Wei Jin and Zheng Pingphong learned that it turned out that the captive tribe in the northern region was migrating to the hinterland of Yunzhou in large numbers before the real extreme cold came, and Wulu had already returned with part of the army in advance to participate in the migration of the captives, and had already lost the extra strength to deal with Langfu.

Wei Jin and Zheng Ping looked at each other and smiled, and the Great Wei Army was finally able to take a breath. However, they still did not relax under their rule, and they must know that their purpose was not to hold Langfu, but to recover the entire Yunzhou! and even counterattack the northern region! The soldiers of the Great Wei Army must not be allowed to have the slightest idea of slacking off.

The Northern Hell Army, the Righteous Army of the Wind and Rain Pavilion and the Sujun Army have also been completely integrated into the big family of Langfu during this time, and everyone is from the Central Plains, so naturally there will be no barriers. Nangong Ye and Nangong Fu ran to the East Courtyard with Mu Zheng every once in a while, and Bei Ming Xuanxuan moved directly into the East Courtyard, so Qin Feng was also ridiculed by Shang Zhengyu and a few people for a while. Now the East Courtyard is a household name in Langfu, everyone knows that it is a hero who saved Langfu from fire and water several times in the war with the captives, and Shang Zhengyu who lives in it seems to have become the patron saint of Langfu in the hearts of the people.

At this moment, Langfu has changed its previous decadence and is full of unprecedented vitality.

Before you know it, Chinese New Year's Eve is coming as promised.

Taking advantage of the wind and snow in the future, the refugees who were originally everywhere in Langfu City also dispersed south under the dispatch of Zheng Pingfei and Wei Jin. Today's city has long been renovated by the people, although the limited resources can not be as colorful as in previous years, but the red lanterns hung in every house also make Langfu bring a little joy

Gas.

Everyone in the East Courtyard declined Wei Jin's invitation, and Zheng Pinghong simply sent a few cooks and subordinates to the East Courtyard to prepare for the New Year for them.

That night, everyone in the east courtyard put the round table in the courtyard at the suggestion of Shang Zhengyu, and a large family all sat in the courtyard, looking at the ice and snow around them that were not yet pure white, eating and chatting, which was a rare pleasure.

Shang Zhengyu, Qin Feng, Chu Linxu, Ziqi, Li Yanxue, Bai Furui, Wan Yanjing, Liu An, Nangong Ye, Nangong Fu, Beiming Xuanxuan, except for Juexin, who did not share the table with everyone because of fasting, none of the others had arrived.

Duan Yi flew away, and the Eastern Courtyard looked forward to the first place in the court. After Liu An left the table early because of other trivial matters, the rest were all peers of the same age. There's no wine here, but it's not unpleasant to replace wine with tea. In this war-torn era, it is already a luxury to have leisure to get together and have a good reunion dinner.

"For the sake of Langfu, in order to completely drive the captives out of Yunzhou, come, let's drink this cup again!"

With Shang Zhengyu here, the dinner will naturally not be lonely, and the atmosphere between pushing the cup and changing the lamp will suddenly enter.

"Juexin, come on, let's go out and set off firecrackers!"

Although Shang Zhengyu tried his best to invite, Xiao Cui still knew that he was not at the same table with everyone, at this moment he pulled Juexin to finish eating, and the two of them hung them on the old tree at the door with firecrackers, looking at the white smoke rising from the sandalwood lit in his and Juexin's hands, Xiao Cui suddenly felt as if he was in a different world.

Shang Zhengyu led everyone to the door at some point, he nodded to Xiao Cui and said, "Xiao Cui, after ordering this hanging whip, if you want to, then go back to the Zhao family's mansion to have a look." ”

"Thank you, Master Shang. Xiao Cui bowed with joy. Although she was kicked out of the mansion by Mrs. Zhao, it was a misunderstanding after all, and the Zhao family's mansion was where Xiaocui grew up, and it was always her home in her heart.

The auspicious time has come, every household lights the firecrackers in front of their homes at the same time, and for a time the city is full of hustle and bustle, laughter and the crackling sound of firecrackers are mixed together, diluting the sadness of the old days, and ushering in joy and hope.

Xiaocui and Juexin waved goodbye, and ran towards the gate of the east courtyard with joy, just opened the gate, but saw a gorgeous carriage stop at the gate of the east courtyard, the coachman respectfully lifted the curtain with a crested cane, and saw four beautiful women talking and laughing from the car to the gate of the east courtyard.

Especially the first two, it was really Yaotai Yueying and Liuxiang secretly attacked, Tingting went around and around, hiding all the elegance and peerlessness in that smile, compared with the two of them, even Ling Feixian, who was Ling Shuang and Aoxue, lowered his head in an instant.