Chapter 27: Storm

Twilight climbed up the window lattice, the sky was dim, and the yellowed picture on the wall disappeared into the infinite dim. Yan Xiaohan and Fu Shen had a drink together, completed the final ceremony, and gave a deep gift to the ancestors of the Fu family, Fang turned and got off the golden stage.
The worship was heavy and sad, rendering the atmosphere that was not very festive even lower. Yan Xiaohan sent Fu Shen on horseback, deliberately relaxing the atmosphere, and said, "Then you should go back to Houfu, worship the heavens and earth, and return to thank Huang En. You and I can't see anyone in the run, I am afraid the adults in the Ministry of Rite We have both our hearts. "
Fu Shen said, "Let him come. I can hit ten with one hand."
Followed the spectators Beiyan Yantie riders to see the fun is not too big, and laughed. Yan Xiaohan reluctantly shook his head and shook his head. He stood on his horse and walked side by side with Fu Shen. The welcoming team and the Beiyan Army joined together into a team, a large group of men and horses, rushing towards the direction of the capital.
Kyoto knows that the two of Yan Fu were married today, how many people were looking forward to it, and even went to the street to watch the lively. From daybreak to dark, there was no movement, and they were anxious like ants on a hot pot. The palace was waiting to hear the letter, and he had been sent to Houfu for three times; the Lord Li was anxious and anxious, and fainted for two times, saying nothing and had to tell the old man to return home.
When the palace of the Houfu Palace turned into a pot of porridge, the north gate of the capital opened arrogantly. The two riding bright red clothes jumped out from the long and deep shadows of the tower. The setting sun burst into the last two blazes of fire, and flew across the dim old streets shrouded in twilight.
Chic and charming, extremely handsome.
There was a burst of cheer in the crowd. I don't know who started, the people took the lights and went to the streets, one by one, one hundred, one thousand, and gradually joined together into a bright river, which made the Yinhan in the sky eclipse. Hundreds of people crossed the road and there were hundreds of people throwing red flowers and shouting in unison: "Congratulations to Fu Shuai's newly married!"
"The general's wedding is overjoyed!"
"Houye is safe and healthy, Fuze is long!"
The big red flowers fell like raindrops, and the wave of cries rose higher than waves, and finally it became a carnival in the city. Not only Fu Shen, even Yan Xiaohan did not expect such a big scene.
It's hard to describe the taste at that moment, like a heart full of sores, being held up from the snow and ice. Fu Shen momentarily moved, from Yan Xiaohan's perspective, his eyes seemed to flash.
The horse slowly slowed down, and the group eventually stopped at Chunhe Bridge.
On the bridge and under the bridge are people holding lights, like thousands of fireworks glowing in the boundless night. Fu Shen Duan sat on the horse, raised his hands to tidy up his coat, and then saluted solemnly and silently towards all the onlookers on the street.
He only said four words, and the words fell to the ground.
"Fu is ashamed."
As soon as he spoke, his voice was choked to husky. The merits of the three generations of the Fu family are left in the annals of history, inscribed on the stele, and chanted by thousands of people. Fu Shen's ears were cocooned. He had also been proud and content with complacency. , I feel that I have made great contributions to the world, and it is worthy of thanks to Ded.
But when he really knew what "people want", he put away all his arrogance, only to feel ashamed, as small as a tiny dust in the sky.
The external troubles are still unsolved, and the world is uncertain. With only a small amount of military merit, his Fu Shen He De He Neng is remembered by so many people.
Fu Shen himself knew that a large part of his "responsibility" originated from the fact that he was Fu's family and could not fall into the prestige of his ancestors; another small part was because of his stubbornness and dissatisfaction, with heavy burdens on his shoulders and biting You must pick your teeth. As for "morality", it only occupies a very small point, which is incompatible with the surroundings. He has to stand as lonely and long as a candlelight, lest it accidentally extinguish in the wind and rain.
And tonight, he suddenly found out that it wasn't just him who was stubbornly guarding the lamp.
Thousands of lights were sent, praying and praying, and the flowers were falling like rain. He seemed to have finally found the courage and faith to continue on this long road.
A warm and powerful hand rested on Fu Shen's shoulder, and he gripped him comfortably. He was leaning against a hard wall behind him, Yan Xiaohan approached him, and said softly, "It's late, let's go."
Fu Shen nodded unconsciously, suddenly raising his hand to catch something, letting his hand fall apart. Before Yan Xiaohan responded, Fu Shen had lifted the reins and continued to urge the horse forward.
A fragrant fragrance spread out, Yan Xiaohan looked down, and suddenly hesitated.
It was a dilian.
Jingning Hou House.
Everyone was looking forward to seeing through the autumn waters, but they counted the two living ancestors back. The official of the ceremony department just saw that Fu Shenqi was still stunned when he was on the horse, and almost blurt out and asked, "Have you been stunned?" Fortunately, Yan Xiaohan personally took Fu Shen down and placed him in a wheelchair. Realizing that Fu Shen hadn't recovered, he just braced his way.
At the end of the hero, the beauty is late, and the last insistence of a disabled general is sadly admired and regretful.
Because of this subtle sympathy, the anger that had suffocated his stomach was dissipated. He did not attack the two, but only arched at them. He congratulated the newlyweds and urged, "Go ahead, Yingguo. Gonghe Lingtang is waiting for the two to worship. "
Feilongwei was aloof, and he always ignored the civil servants. Yan Xiaohan gave a faint hum. His heart was all in care of Fu Shen. Fu Shen said hard to the official, and pushed Yan Xiaohan who was in a wheelchair. Flick away and whisper: "Without your hands, let Qingheng come."
A long red carpet was spread from the entrance to the main hall. Fu Shen and Yan Xiaohan each held red silk. Yu Qiaoting pushed the wheelchair into Xitang. The room was brightly lit, with dragons and phoenix candles lit everywhere, and the guests rose to congratulate. Qin's Jinyi Huafu, one side of Gao's main subject, the other side is empty. Ying Guogong Fu Tingyi sat in the first place first, heard them enter the door, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Fu Shen indifferently. .
Qin's waited for a few hours, and the boss was already impatient. If he was at home, he might be scolding by now. However, today's wedding reception was held at the Houfu House in Jingning. All the friends from the Fu family were friends. She had to grit her teeth and pretend to be dignified and virtuous, so as not to lose her identity in the presence of these dignitaries.
But at the first sight of Fu Shen and Yan Xiaohan, she couldn't help laughing.
At that time, their mother and son trembled under the shadow of Fu Shen. The whole Yingguo government
smell only the big son, but not the little son
. Now that Feng Shui is taking turns, what about Fu Shen's arrogance and arrogance? In the end, it wasn't about to marry a man, shot her teeth and swallow her blood, and respectfully gave her a granddaughter!
"This child is really uneasy. How can you be late on the wedding day? It also delayed Ji Shi, letting so many people wait for you for an hour." Qin Shi never left the chair, pretending to count Fu Shen, "Previously It ’s just lawless at home. I will become a relative in the future, but I will not be so willful.

Then he turned to Yan Xiaohan and said intimately: "Dream returning, Jing Yuan is a spoiled child. What's wrong with you, I'm more forgiving."
This is disgusting. The whole house is silent, and the needle drop is audible. Those in the audience who did not know about Ying Guogong ’s incident were sitting upright and raising their ears, feeling that there would be a good show next.
Fu Shen immediately sank his face and was about to have an attack, but someone pressed his shoulder and gently pressed him to motionless. Yan Xiaohan's voice rang above his head, slowly slowly saying, "Good to say. I don't want to, but who else will."
His words seemed a little ridiculous. For the former, everyone in the room thought that he was dissatisfied with this Lalang match.
Only Fu Shen heard an obscure and low-key blindness and exclusivity.
The anger in his chest subsided instantly, the corners of his mouth did not bend sharply, and he followed the force of Yan Xiaohan's shoulders to relax his back, ready to concentrate on the play-if conditions did not allow it, he would even want to cross his legs.
Qin was obviously very satisfied with Yan Xiaohan. She took it for granted that Yan Xiaohan hated Fu Shen. The enemy of the enemy was a friend. He must be on the same front as himself.
She smiled kindly and kindly: "Don't stand anymore, hurry up to worship, and don't delay your salute ..."
Yan Xiaohan interrupted her suddenly without saying a word: "Wait a moment."
"what happened?"
Yan Xiaohan said, "Jingyuan's Gaotang has died, and the two of us should salute to the spiritual place. Why don't we see the tablet inside Xitang?"
Qin Yiyi: "This ..."
Yan Xiaohan continued: "Where did you come from? How dare you stand high and accept the courtesy of the official and Jingning Hou? Are you afraid of losing your life?"
Fu Shen listened and wanted to applaud him. Qin's complexion changed from red to white and then to blue, her lips and hands under wide sleeves could not shake, she never expected that Yan Xiaohan would suddenly provoke, and refuted, but he glanced at him with a smile and a murderous look Scared and snorted instantly.
That's Feilongwei!
Before she answered, Yan Xiaohan seemed tired of talking nonsense with her, and said coldly, "Come, drag on."
When he gave an order, two dragon guards stood up in the crowd immediately, as if he had performed a quick rehearsal, grabbed Qin's arm and pulled her off the main seat, and dragged it out on the spot.
Qin's suddenly woke up and yelled frantically, but with only two words, he was blocked by a trained dragon guard.
"Woohoo" went away gradually, and there was a dead silence in Xitang. The guests were expressionless, and their hearts were already stormy. It was indeed the fierce Dragon Guard, which was too arrogant!
The change came too fast, the dust between the electric light flint was settled, Qin's has been dragged out of the far distance, Fu Yafang just woke up like a dream, jumped up and rushed to Yan Xiaohan, furiously said: "Shameless dog thief! How dare you bully my mother! "
When he raised his fist, he had to hit someone, and Yan Xiaohan kicked him out to fly a few feet, and then asked, "Who is this?"
Fu Shen is about to laugh to death. Not all of them were lively during the dinner. There were also one or two good-hearted people who saw that Fu Ya couldn't get up for a long time because of Yan Xiaohanwo's heart. Brother. His biological mother is, uh ... Mrs. Qin, just now, you have a lot of grown-ups.
Yan Xiaohan said "Oh", wondering: "Yan only heard about Fu Xiaozi, and never heard of Fu Xiaozi. It turned out to be Jing Yuan's stepmother brother, misunderstanding."
Fu Ya managed to breathe a sigh of relief there, and heard him pretend to say "misunderstanding" and almost spit out his heart. He was ashamed and annoyed, his eyes burned red, and he touched something that was touched by him, without seeing it, smashed it in his hand, yelled: "Fuck your mother shit!"
He didn't have enough accuracy at this moment. The hidden weapon did not fly towards Yan Xiaohan, but instead flew towards Fu Shen. He lifted his hand and grabbed it. He saw it in front of him, and it was a broken porcelain bowl.
Yan Xiaohan was still raising the bar unwillingly: "Fu Xiaogong's mouth is too dirty and uneducated ..." He looked down at the bowl of Fu Shen's hands, his eyes fell on the edge of the shattered porcelain, his face It suddenly went dark.
There was a few feet of murderous murder behind his back, and he said indignantly, "Dare you dare to use this kind of sharp object to smite your elder brother.
Everyone's voice is going to break through the chest and hit Yan Xiaohan's face: you are awake! They didn't want to assassinate his elder brother, they just wanted to hit you brightly! There must be a limit to reverse black and white!
Fu Shen raised his hand to cover his mouth, forced a smile and coughed a few times. Yan Xiaohan seemed to remember someone like him, and leaned over and advised: "Don't get angry ... On the day of great joy, you shouldn't have had more trouble, but since you and I have become pros, husbands and wives, you have trouble moving, I must Let's go on and on behalf of you, take care of your brother with no respect and bad words. Hou Ye won't bear it? "
His words are soft and gentle, but the threat in his words is clear.
Fu Shen had to do a full set of acting, and Fu Shen faced a dilemma: "This ..."
Yan Xiaohan said mildly: "Feilongwei has a lot in his hands.
Fu Shen hesitated for a moment, and said suddenly: "Then you should do it."
Yan Xiaohan stood up straight and turned to Fei Longwei, who was on standby: "Houye heard all of you? Take Fu Xiaogong down, and gently play a few boards to let him know and repent."
The court officials who were familiar with the routine of Feilongwei couldn't help but fight a chill, and Fu Ya's eyes were filled with sympathy: until he knew what was wrong, he would not stop and fight to the death ...
The wolf-like flying dragon erected Fu Ya and dragged him out.
A good banquet, it turned out to be a turbulent one, and the turbulent storms made people feel that sitting for another moment is a torment. The worst was Jingning Hou Fushen, because the ferocious Feilong Weiqincha made it impossible to stop. Yan Xiao coldly pointed something and complained with a sigh of three sighs: "Sure enough, it is 'the family has a difficult scripture'. We have just become married, and we have to deal with this mess of misunderstanding. I do n’t know how to entangle it in the future ... ... "
When Fei Longwei used to create injustices and mutilate Zhongliang, he did not know how many times the tricks were used. It was better for the cold night. After dealing with these two people, he came over to show his appreciation and changed his method to imply that he "come to me" .
Fu Shen stared at him with a smile, but his heart softened softly: "Tough work for you, good help."
Yan Xiaohan's eyes suddenly darkened.
Fu Shen didn't know what the consequences of his ridicule were-a short time later, the storm on the wedding banquet of Jingning Houfu quickly spread around the house. After word of mouth and speculative processing, it eventually turned into a "killing thousand swords" In front of Jingning Hou, Feilongwei abused his mother, beat his brother, and finally forced others to praise him for his goodness! "
Too arrogant! So shameless! The court running dog is killing Zhongliang again!
Not to mention later, at the moment the farce is over, the wedding banquet should continue. Qin's mother and son were sent away, and everyone set their sights on Fu Tingyi, the only male in the country who was alive.
Unlike his father and his two elder brothers, Fu Tingyi was weak from childhood and was not a seedling who learned martial arts. He only studied behind closed doors in his room every day. He had no sense of existence and was not close to his family. Later, his elder brother passed away, and when Yingguo ’s government desperately needed a person to come out to pick the girders, Fu Shen also led the troops to go out of the customs, sharing most of the pressure, and then he stepped forward without hesitation and inherited the title. After Yingguo ’s government was separated from Jingning Houfu ’s government, the grandfather who was as transparent as a man was far more absent-minded and heard that he was obsessed with the cultivation of alchemy and alchemy, and even the government ’s government gradually declined.
Because there is a family member Zhuyu in front, the evaluation of the three masters seems harsh. It is said that Fu Tingyi has no merits, and thanks to a good tire, he can worry about food and clothing by picking up leaks in this life-isn't he asking for immortal to ask, maybe one day he picks up a leak and he can fly up day by day. !!
Regardless of Qin's, Fu Shen always respected the uncle. Whether it's really unintentional or unreliable, the low profile of Ying Guo's government has made Fu Shen less worried over the years.
He motioned to Yan Xiaohan to push himself in front of Fu Tingyi, raised his hand and saluted, and said, "Uncle San."
In the days when his nephew was overjoyed, Fu Tingyi was still wearing a robe. In recent years, he has often fasted fasting, his appearance is clear, and he has a long beard, which looks a bit like a fairy. Before such a big mess, he kept saying nothing. If he didn't see it, he closed his eyes and raised his mind while meditating on the Taoist scriptures, and opened his eyes slightly until Fu Shen called him.
Fu Tingyi's eyes were brilliant and his tone was bleak: "You don't have to worship me. Your parents are both spiritually at home. If you have the heart, you can go to worship by yourself."
I don't know who he said this to, and he didn't wait for anyone to answer.
At this moment, even Feilongwei saw Fu Shen's eyes with sympathy: they admired the death of their parents since they were young, and there is no relative, which is miserable; and Jingninghou, a family member ... might as well not .
Fortunately, Fu Shen didn't care. He and Yan Xiaohan had met the elders at the golden stage. Everyone walked clean, and he wanted to leave long ago.
The wedding banquet lasted until late at night, when the last batch of guests were sent away, Yan Xiaohan told Fu Shen: "This is for the next person to clean up, you go to my house first."
He knew that Fu Shen had no feelings for Hou Fu and would not reject his invitation. Fortunately, Fu deeply groaned for a while, but turned down: "No need. I should have told you, I just forgot about it: after the wedding, I plan to move to a farm outside the city to rest and write an address for you, If you have something, you can look for me over there. "
Yan Xiaohan's pupils narrowed, and her voice was still calm: "Don't live as soon as you get married? Where did I entertain you before?"
"Nothing, don't worry," Fu Shen turned his head, glancing out of the door with a corner of his eyes, and whispered, "I have a ticket with the Northern Yan Army, what is it like living in your house?"
In Yan Xiaohan's mind, it was a little bit looser, not so blocked, but the deep regrets revealed in his eyes: "Isn't it good to stay overnight?"
Fu Shen's liver
jumped
carefully, and the softness was quickening, and he asked with a smile,
So unwilling to bear me?

The two whispered in the red candle-burning cave, one deliberately seduced, the other willingly accommodating, and the atmosphere was awkward.
Yan Xiaohan said, "I have prepared something, and I may be able to use it when I wait for you to come back ... but now it seems that I have done more."
Although he knew that Yan Xiaohan could only believe half of what he said, Fu Shen's seemingly sincere loneliness and uncle were mostly acting, Fu Shen couldn't help but compromise.
"Some thoughts, how can you call it more?" He took Yan Xiaohan's hand and said sincerely, "I didn't tell you in advance that I was wrong. In that case, I'm disturbing tonight."
Yan Xiaohan looked down at the hand he was holding, and said "um", "I can't do anything about it."
When she saw the big red lantern hanging at the door of Yan Fu, Fu Shen awoke from the state of not being able to go north, and felt that Yan Xiaohan was most likely a paparazzi before entering Feilongwei--probably General Fu did not think of his iron skeleton After so many years, it turned out so smoothly that I didn't even hit a babble.
He and his wheelchair were placed under the eaves facing the courtyard, Yan Xiaohan pushed him and walked slowly forward.
The two did not stop in front of the main room. Just when Fu Shen wanted to remind him that there were steps in front of him, he felt that the wheelchair slipped smoothly along a slope.
Fu Shen was shocked.
He finally found out where this house is different from before
All the places with steps were smoothed and changed into gentle slopes, and the thresholds were all removed, leaving only the ground of Yipingchuan.
At first glance, it is a special design for people with impaired legs and wheelchairs.
For ordinary people, there is a disability in the home, and care alone is exhausting. Few people are willing to spend a lot of effort to refit the inconvenient step threshold. However, Yan Xiaohan silently changed the whole house, knowing that their marriage was just a formality and Fu Shen would not live long.
The human heart is fleshy, and it is a lie to say nothing.
Although they worshiped and promised, Fu Shen and Yan Xiaohan had just taken their first candid steps. There were countless secrets and differences between them. No one can tell what exactly is between them. This paragraph There are too many things mixed in feelings, and that bit of temptation and a bit of affection, as if dripping into the sea, seem trivial.
Can trivial feelings do the same?
Different from the magnificent layout of Jingning Houfu, Yan Mansion has obviously cleaned up with all his heart, exquisite everywhere, both gorgeous and quiet. Fu Shen even saw a few pots of bluegrass in the room. He couldn't help thinking of his discovery in Beiyan Town. He seemed to inadvertently ask: "Since so many years have passed, Brother Yan still likes bluegrass."
Yan Xiaohan clutched the hand of the wheelchair unconsciously, and then calmly said, "If it's not time tight, I would like to prepare another pond for you and fill the lotus."
Fu Shen was poked in his heart precisely by this sentence, but he didn't answer for a while.
Yan Xiaohan seemed to take him on a tour, pushed a wheelchair through a house, a promenade, and finally stopped outside a small room close to the bedroom.
Fu Shen remembers here, this is the bath room.
"Want to go in?" Fu Shen looked up and asked him, "What's so nice about the bath room?" It's not just a screen, a few bath barrels--
Yan Xiaohan raised his hand and opened the door. The entrance is still a large jade landscape, which can be passed around, but there is no cave in the back.
Several rooms were opened and connected into a large, spacious house. The house was empty and empty, with no furnishings. There was only a large jade bath on the ground in the center. Today, there is no hot water, only half a pool of clear water is visible inside, and the bottom is clear. By the candlelight and sparkling water, the bas-relief lotus and vivid fish swimming at the bottom of the pool are faintly visible.
"This……"
Yan Xiaohan pushed Fu Shen closer and explained: "Your legs are inconvenient to use a bucket, and it is easy to fall without one's help, so I asked someone to change out of such a pool. Do you still ... please?"
Fu Shen was smashed by his "surprise" one after another. Before he completely wanted to understand the meaning of the bath, Yan Xiaohan walked from behind to him in front of his knees, squatting down, his sight was flush with him. Holding his knees, he said earnestly: "Jing Yuan, I repaired the courtyard and planted sycamore. Now ... I just wait for the Phoenix to come."
Not only did not come, but also wanted to fly to the "Phoenix" elsewhere: "..."
He suddenly wanted to ask Yan Xiaohan, do you know what "Ye Gong Hao Long" is? How can you conclude that I am the phoenix you want?
But the flattened steps, the large bath, and the seriousness in his eyes were not fake.
"This won't work, Brother Yan," Fu Shen suddenly leaned, and his slightly dry fingertips nodded at his eyebrow, and smiled, "If you want to recruit Phoenix, you have to sing" Feng Qiu ".
Yan Xiaohan raised an eyebrow on one side, and thoughtfully looked at him, the meaning was obvious: so experienced? Then you sing one.
Fu Shen laughed.
There was only a layer of window paper between them, but the two stopped tacitly without breaking through. This delicate balance may only be accurately grasped by the person who is in it-it may be that the relationship is not deep enough and natural enough; or that both of them have extraordinary patience and have to confront each other countless times Only in temptation can we find the real answer.
Because the court refused to let the cave room, the two were still the same as before, Fu Shen was in the bedroom and the cold night sleeping room. This upside-down relationship between the subject and the guest did not know when it became a convention, and Yan Fuxia was accustomed to it. It is clear that until today, their names have been determined, and Fu Shen can be called a courteous visit.
Perseverance is the deadliest. Fu Shen has suffered from Yan Xiaohan in his early years. Unfortunately, he still has no long memory.
Early in the next morning, the two masters of Yan Fu were still asleep, and the door was knocked. Yu Qiaoting stood outside the door, looking dignified: "Excuse me. I need to see Hou Ye immediately."
The steward invited him to the flower hall for a while, but Yan Xiaohan pushed Fu Shen out of the room. Both were very good-looking, and it didn't look like they were last night. If in normal times, Yu Qiaoting must laugh at two sentences, but today, before meeting Fu Shen, asking him "Did you eat?", He first said to Yan Xiao: "Sir, Yan, I have some important military affairs to discuss with the general."
Yan Xiaohan knew her taste, said "Less to accompany", and went out to prepare for breakfast.
Fu Shen: "What happened?"
Yu Qiaoting took out a wooden box with a big slap and handed it to him: "Last night I stayed in Houfu. I came to me this morning and told me that I found this thing when I ordered the gift."
As soon as Fu Shen looked at the Falcon Totem on the lid, he immediately understood: "What about the Dai people?"
Yu Qiaoting: "Look inside."
The box had no mechanism, and Fu Shen opened the cover as soon as he dialed the lock. He was flushed with blood from his face and frowned, "... what the is this? Dongzhu?"
The wooden box is full of pearls. There are about a handful of them. They are full and round, with a soft luster. Although Fu Shen does not love gold and silver jewellery, he is often at the border and often checks the tribute. At a glance, these pearls are almost All are tributes.
These fine pearls are produced in the northeast where the Dai people gather, hence the name "Dongzhu", which is very precious. Only in this box of Fu Shen's hands, Dongzhu, which was supposed to be milky, seemed to be fished from the blood, stained with blood stains everywhere, revealing an extreme weirdness and ominousness.
"Do you remember who sent it?" This thing is not terrible, just to answer people, Fu Shen said, "Is there any document like worship?"
Yu Qiaoting shook his head and said, "Too many posts I received yesterday, maybe there are, but I can't find them for a while."
Fu Shen quickly closed the lid and handed the wooden box to Yu Qiaoting. He froze coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost and play for eight hundred years. Don't bother, I guess this group of miscellaneous people watched me become married, and deliberately sent them to block up. Take it away and don't let Yan Xiaohan know. "
He was calm as usual, but Yu Qiaoting felt a little relieved, but still felt a little worried. He took the box and put it away, Fu Shen asked, "Did I finish all the things I arranged?"
Yu Qiaoting: "General, rest assured. Will you leave for Zhuangzi today?"
Fu Shen groaned a little, afraid that he would not be happy when he left Yan Xiaohan, but after thinking about the arrangements afterwards, he had to leave again, and nodded: "Be prepared, I will pass today."
The two Yan Yan here did not allow others to disturb, Yan Yanhan did not have breakfast there. Not long after Yu Qiaoting entered the door, Feilongwei's detectives hurried to come to the door: "Sir, somebody picked up a headless body in the well of Dongwang Village, Zuoning County last night. General Mu Boxiu, a right-winger who is missing these days. "
About half a month ago, during the New Year, General Kim Woo-Soo, General Mu Boxiu, disappeared without a trace. He walked abruptly, but not like he was unprepared. Everything that might have been identified was not taken away, only a few pieces of old clothes and a few gold and silver belongings were taken away. The family even thought he was going out to drink with his colleagues, and after seeing people never returning a few days later, he cried to the reporter.
At first this case was unobtrusive and was only investigated by Suncheon Mansion. Due to court officials, the case was also reported to Feilongwei, which was put aside after Yan Xiaohan's eyelids. No one feels that a strong and powerful Jin Wuwei will be robbed or murdered, maybe he raised a man outside, he was so happy that he didn't go home.
However, today, Mu Boxiu's headless body was found in a dry well in a Beijing suburban village.
The weight of a missing case and a murder case against a court official must not be compared.
Yan Xiaohan asked, "Have you found your head?"
The spy said: "Not yet. The local government has made the entire village sealed off and is looking for it with all its strength."
Yan Xiaohan: "Go and adjust the dossier of Tianfu, clear him up and down three generations. I immediately went to the palace. Let Jiang Shu take two people to stare in the village, do not reveal their identity, investigate in secret. The matter involves Nanzhao, Your Majesty may be reluctant to let the Dragon Guard step in. "
The spy led, Xiao Xiaohan hurried to enter the palace, hesitant to eat seriously, and hurriedly used two snacks to change clothes. To be cleaned up, it happened that Fu Shen and Yu Qiaoting had finished talking. Upon seeing his appearance, he was surprised and said, "Are you going out?"
"There is a business," Yan Xiaohan explained concisely, and then leaned down and gave him a gentle nap, and whispered quickly to his ear: "I know you are leaving today, I am sorry I can't deliver you. I have breakfast outside. , After you eat, start, be careful on the road. Take what you see in this house and take it away. When I'm done with these things, I will go to see you. "
Fu Shen raised his hand and patted him gently on the shoulder, and sighed: "I don't think you should be busy doing any business, just lie in the box and follow me."
The two laughed inconsistently, Yan Xiaohan stood up, and gave a hand to Yu Qiaoting: "I'll take a step first, and General Yuan Yuan will take care of it."
General Yu seemed to be full before having breakfast, and said rudely, "Good to say, good to say."
At the end of the day, a carriage stopped at the door of Beyerye under Changle Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing.
Seen from the door, this industry is no different from an ordinary villa. It is surrounded by ordinary mountains and rivers, and the environment is quiet. However, stepping into the door, a strong sense of slashing fell on the face instantly—the village was full of Beiyan Army patrolling with swords, patrolling and guarding day and night, and turning a good mountain cottage into an iron barrel-like Beiyan military camp.
In addition to Yu Qiaoting, a team of military guards led by military doctors Du Leng and Xiao Xuan, who are under the guise of "giving their relatives" in name, are actually guarding the villa.
Fu Shen was sitting in a wheelchair and pushed into the backyard by Yu Qiaoting. Xiao Yan opened the dark door, showing the dark and cold tunnel.
Yu Qiaoting and Xiao Zheng left and right, raised Fu Shen's wheelchair, and walked down the long stone steps together.
The oil lamps on the stone wall light up one by one, and the light gradually spreads out, reaching to the deepest part of the tunnel, shining a horrible and gloomy scene.
There was a prison cage, three stone walls, an iron fence, cold and wet floor covered with moldy straw, a figure in a white single coat curled up in the corner, his head spread out, his face covered with his hands, and he was stung by the sudden light Can't open his eyes.
The wheelchair slid across the floor, making a snoring sound, accompanied by very light footsteps, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the iron fence.
"How's it, are you still used to living here?"
The man's low magnetic smile sounded in the dungeon, neither sick nor gloomy, but making the prisoner in that corner bounced like a poisoned needle and a live fish.
He seemed frightened, fighting his teeth, and whispering, "... are you?"
"Well, it's me," Fu Shenzheng sat tightly and modestly, "It's been a long time since it seems that General Mu still remembers me."
"No, it should be said as‘ the late ex-general Kim Wuwei, Mu Boxiu ’.
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