Chapter 2: Fengyun Villa

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Gong Sangmo looked down at the chess game on the stone table.
The well-planned chess game can not only see her cleverness and wisdom, but also the strategy of the formation of troops, as if it was really a fight on the battlefield.
Such a chess game has been admired even on the battlefield since he was ten years old, covered with blood!
Murong Cang followed Gong Sangmo's gaze on the chessboard, and immediately understood who Gong Sangmo was talking about.
There was a flash of light in the old eyes, and then he regretted: "Unfortunately she is a woman."
Gong Sangmo smiled, "It's more suitable because she is a woman, not to mention the emperor has seen a woman like her?"
Murong Cang shook his head. "There are no ancients before, and no one comes after!"
"Since there is no other way, why not desperate? Don't break it!" Gong Sangmo's expression remained quiet, as if nothing could move him.
Murong Cang was lost in thought.
Gong Sangmo knew that his emperor would adopt it, which is why he came here today.
Gong Sangmo beckoned and called Murong Yujian, "Yu Jian, come here, this game of your Qianyu sister contains more than a dozen strategies."
Yu Jian immediately released Murong Cang's sleeves and came to Gong Sangmo's side to listen carefully to his explanation.

Fengyun Villa, a royal weapon-making family, has been passed down for hundreds of years!
In Fengyun Mountain Villa, a woman in her forties and forties, wearing a royal blue Manshou Tzuko robe, walked into the bedroom and leaned on the couch to rest for a while.
Keep filial piety for the old farmer for three years. Today is the day when her son Situ Hanyi officially succeeded the farmer. Her 20 years of hard work have not been in vain, and she has overwhelmed all the old owners of the old farmer. Nothing left.
Now her son has finally become the owner of Fengyun Villa!
At this time, a well-dressed woman walked in quickly.
"Old lady, the young owner, no, the owner sent someone to invite Miss Yun. The old slave heard that Zhuang had retired and married Bai Feixu, the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Industry."
The old lady's pleased face changed color immediately, with a slight anger, and the short side of the picture crackled.
"This bad boy, he told him so much that he could n’t get rid of his marriage. How could he be fascinated by that Bai Feixu! Really like it, just think of a way to close it, let's go to Fengyuntang, don't What a big deal. "
Having said that he had stood up, he went out.
In fact, she just returned from Fengyuntang to take part in her son ’s landlord succession ceremony. She thought that her son had taken over the landlord ’s landlord, and she had nothing to worry about, but she just left after her son caused such a big deal. . Haven't you told him many times that Yun Qianyu must marry, why doesn't he listen?
The mother-in-law on the side immediately followed. But when they left the house, their master and servant turned around in their yard, and they couldn't get out.
The old lady was anxious, but no one came in at all.
In the dark, a pink-clad woman's mouth is ticked, and I have a full set of formations, and you want to break it, wouldn't it let the master teach her in vain.
The master is really terrific. He had long guessed that this snobbish and treacherous old lady would go to stop Situ Hanyi from retiring. The mission was completed, the pink coat flashed, and the figure appeared in another remote yard.
"The Lord is back." Man'er saw the water-blue figure step forward happily.
Yun Qianyu Shuiyingying's eyes fell on her, "Did you do it?"
Man-Er nodded proudly: "I do business, the master rest assured, within half an hour, the old woman can't get out." Man-Er is very confident in his formation.
Chen Xiang glanced at the proud Man Man, "converge." Then she said to the other two women on the side: "Yu Nuo and Ying Yu, are you ready?"
The two smiled and smiled, saying: "The master's things have been packed. Uncle Chai brought someone to take away yesterday. The rest are the original things of Fengyun Villa. We didn't move."
Yun Qianyu's eyes turned to this courtyard that had lived for three years. Compared with the luxurious and solemn courtyards of Fengyun Mountain Villa, simple cannot be simpler, and remote can not be remote anymore.
"Is Miss Yun there?" A contemptuous voice sounded at the gate of the courtyard.
Chen Xiang looked at Yun Qianyu, then walked over and opened the door.
A dressed-up flower ring at the door, with a look of high toes, scorned Bai Chen for a look of contempt, and said arrogantly: "The owner invited Miss Yun to Fengyuntang."
Duanxiang Xing's eyes narrowed, then she lowered her eyes and dropped the two hard words "Later!" Then she closed the door again.
Xiang Hua, the girl outside the door, looked at the closed door, and stomped angrily and muttered, "What's so clear? An ugly and weird orphan who lives under the fence, is it the fiancee of the owner? Huh, you're not going right away, I won't be able to match it later. "
In the small courtyard, Yun Qianyu naturally understood the words of Xianghe outside.
"Yunuo, tea!"
In a nutshell, the four understood immediately.
Yu Nuo's mouth was high and cheerful, and he went to boil water to make tea.
The outside of Xianghe waited for the two pillars of incense and did not see anyone coming out, knocking the door angrily! Secretly said: thinking who she is, dare to wait for her so long! Without the blessing of Fengyun Villa, she will beg soon!
Under the only osmanthus tree in the courtyard, Yun Qianyu gently stopped the shaking rocking chair, put his tea cup on the stone table aside, slowly got up, and walked toward the door in a hurry.
"Let's go, there's nothing to miss here!"
After Dust Xiang got up, Yun Xiang said to the dark place: "This rocking chair is made by the millennium ebony that Feng Ran found. Take it home!"
Someone appeared in the dark, and blinked that the rocking chair under the osmanthus tree disappeared.
Chen Xiang and Man'er, Yu Nuo and Ying Yu followed in the Qian Qianyu's doorway.
The impatient Xiang He, who had been waiting outside, looked at the open courtyard door, and Yun Qianyu in a blue dress came into her sight.
The shy figure, the hair tied behind him at random, his face was covered by a piece of water-blue silk spar, and only those water-filled eyes could be seen. It was just the indifferent momentum that was thousands of miles away from her, making her tremble and startled.
Yun Qianyu is actually her original master.
Xiang He froze, and soon thought of Yun Qianyu's face and her end. The owner of the house was all about Yanhuan, but he had never looked at her fiancee once in three years.
And she was soon the owner's puppet, and she was going to be homeless. Xiang He touched his lower abdomen and smiled proudly.
Yun Qianyu, the daughter of the first beauty man Jiang Yimeng, who is the first beautiful man on the river and lake, who is famous for his medical skills, and the first beauty Jiang Yimeng.
Three years ago, Jiang Yimeng was poisoned by her husband's Jianghu poisonous girl Shen Yewu who had been poisoned for years. Even if Yun Tian was superb in power, he killed Shen Yewu while angry and sad. He sent his beloved daughter Yun Qianyu to Fengyun Villa, his innocent brother Situ Jin. His son Situ Hanyi was his fiance who married his daughter, and he committed suicide. Yungu has since disappeared on the rivers and lakes.
But the real Yun Qianyu was intercepted and killed by the wealthy Jianghu people on the way to Fengyun Villa, which not only ruined his appearance, but also died!
She, the soul falling from another world at the same time, put on her and became the current Yun Qianyu!
Yun Qianyu lived in this yard three years ago, and he was a carry-in nurse and Yahuan Xianghe.
Xianghua Yahuan was bought by Yun Qianyu after being killed by her grandmother. It was not her personal Yahuan.
At that time, the owner of Fengyun Villa was critically ill, and Situ Hanyi was disgusted after seeing the scar on the face of Yun Qianyu. The lady owner of Situ's family saw that she was placed in this remote small yard for the one million yuan of silver that Fenggushan Village gave to Yunyun Village each year. But a waiter did not arrange it.
Within a few days of Fengyun Villa, Xiang He abandoned her master and switched to Situ Hanyi. After these things, the grandmother also became ill and died shortly afterwards.
The four people in Chenxiang are now selected by Yungu's steward from Yungu to Yun Qianyu.
Yun Qianyu glanced at Xiang Xianghe's abdomen, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he went forward.
Fengyun Mountain Villa is located on the mountainside, and the mountain slopes are steep. Yun Qianyu walked slowly across a road that was planted with colorful flowers on both sides, through the colorful garden, and came to Fengyun Hall!
There were bursts of laughter and congratulations from the towering Fengyun Hall.
Yun Qianyu stepped up to the main entrance of Fengyun Hall one by one. This is the second time in three years that she has visited Fengyuntang. The first time was three years ago when she visited Fengyun Mountain Villa. The old owner of Fengyun Mountain Villa Situ Jin received her here.
Many martial arts people gathered in Fengyun Hall.
On the upper side sits a young man with a beautiful jade crown and purple robes. He is Situ Hanyi, the new owner of Fengyun Mountain Villa. He is 19 years old.
On his right sat a white dress, a gentle and beautiful woman, the sweetheart of Situ Hanyi, and the maidservant Bai Feixu of the servant of the Ministry of Industry. She looked at Situ Hanyi with an admiration on her face.
Congratulations from everyone, so Situ Hanyi was very proud.
"Master Qilu, Miss Yun is here." A guard came in and murmured.
Off topic
Dear friends, the age of Murong Yujian in the profile is wrong, it should be ten years old! Because it cannot be changed, I have to correct it here! Before gestating, I was hovering between the ages of eight and ten. Later, because of the age of Qianyu and Sangmo when they became married, I decided to be ten years old. what! I hope not to affect the attitude of my relatives to Wenwen, collection! Thanks!