Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

Feng Ling and Shen Yuan got out of the car first and stood waiting. Ye Jin opened the curtain and Xiao Xingyun got out of the car.

In front of the gate of the Privy Council Palace, guards from three floors inside and three outside were waiting. When they saw Xiao Xingyun, they all shouted: "Welcome Master Xiao back to the house!"

If it weren't for the big plaque "Privy Councilor's Mansion" hanging in front of him, Xiao Xingyun thought for a moment that he was returning to the Xiao Mansion, or returning in triumph.

Ye Jin followed behind him and tilted his head to remind: "My lord, I thought you were a relative of the emperor and paid a private visit incognito..."

Xiao Xingyun's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

As usual, he led a group of people and walked in under the respectful welcome of the head of the Privy Council.

Shen Yuan walked behind, looked at Ye Jin's back, and asked Feng Chime doubtfully: "Why did the coachman follow us in?"

Feng Chime shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, maybe the young master wants to bring more people to increase the momentum."

"Ah? Is that so?"

"Probably, otherwise why would you take us both?" Feng Chime said with reason.

Shen Yuan nodded in realization.

She looked around and accidentally caught a glimpse of the words "Privy Council House". Suddenly, her whole body seemed to be filled with lead, and she was stunned in place.

Memories of past lives surged before my eyes, rolling in waves of yellow sand.

Back then, Shen Yuan's grandfather Shen He was lying on the sickbed. Emperor Zhaogao came in person with the prince and princess, and was extremely sad.

After Shen He passed away, Emperor Zhaogao ordered to abolish the court for six days. Even on the day Shen He was buried, Emperor Zhaogao ordered hundreds of officials to carry the coffin out of the countryside, and Master Duan was one of them.

Mr. Duan was already quite young at that time, but he insisted on climbing to a high-rise building and personally writing an inscription for Shen He.

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He used each stroke to tell the world about Shen He's illustrious military exploits in his life, as well as his grief over the death of his old friend.

Many years later, Mr. Duan went to the desert to visit the Shen family. When he talked about Shen He's expression when he left, he was smiling.

He said: "My child, look, the wind blowing in the desert is so strong today, it must be your father scolding me, scolding me for being ruthless and ruthless. You haven't dared to look at him for so many years... .

Just like the Yecheng mutiny 30 years ago, he hit me on the head with a hammer, making his beard tremble with anger, and scolded me: 'Whoever dares to submit to the imperial court is a coward! ’.

But I was just a young prefect of Yecheng, a civil servant. How had I ever seen such a scene? The sea was undergoing tremendous changes, uprisings were taking place all over the country, and orders of rebellion exploded all over the country overnight!

He shouted at me: ‘The world is going to change. If you stand in the wrong position today, your descendants will be thrown into endless hell for eternity and will never be able to stand up! ’.

He put a machete on my shoulder, ‘Do you believe me? If you believe me, follow me and rush out! ’

I would always dream about that night later. If your father had not persuaded me to surrender, would I have fallen into the bottomless abyss?

But things in this world cannot be repeated, just like your father galloping on the battlefield and serving as a mighty general all his life, only to be killed by this damn sick man!

Unfortunately, I, Duan Jinjin, cannot defeat or kill this sick man! I can't let him come back to life just like he did when he saved me from fire and water! "

Duan Jinjin gritted his teeth as he spoke, and tears flowed across his old cheeks involuntarily.

Little Shen Yuan stepped forward and held his clenched fist, gently stretched it out, and blinked with her big eyes.

"...Well, Duan

Sir, my grandfather would not scold you! "

Duan Jinjin looked at the little girl with great interest and said with a smile: "You are little Shen Yuan, right? There is quite a bit of your grandfather's heroic appearance between your eyebrows!"

Little Shen Yuan took Duan Jinjin, who was nearly [-] years old, to the door and motioned for him to open his hands with her.

She raised her little face, closed her eyes gently, and let the strong wind blow through her hair.

The originally well-tied buns were all messed up in the wind, and they circled freely and danced gracefully.

Duan Jinjin also imitated the little guy's behavior and closed his eyes heavily, letting the wind roll over his weathered cheeks.

The wind carries the woody fragrance of the oasis, caressing it from a distance with waves of gentle sounds.

Everyone stared at the little guy, everyone was confused and didn't understand what it meant.

After a while, a young and crisp voice sounded.

"Do you feel it... Mr. Duan, my grandfather won't scold you, he, he just wants to hug you..."

Duan Jinjin embraced the oncoming wind, as if it was a reunion of a long-lost old friend. His old heart suddenly became lighter, and the haze in his heart instantly dissipated.

The morning light rises from the top of my heart, clouds and smoke rise from my eyes, and the green mountains stretch for thousands of miles like this feeling.

"You are smart and smart, I really like you," Duan Jin teased and touched her head, "Remember to come to Kyoto often to see my old bones in the future!"

"Okay!" The little girl agreed sweetly.

It was the ninth year of Jiahua. As she promised, the first place Shen Yuan went to when she returned to the city every year was the Privy Council Mansion.

She and Mr. Duan gradually became familiar with each other, and she naturally changed her mind.

Duan Jinjin was very happy to be called Grandpa Duan!

Little did they know that in their twilight years, such a generation of loyal ministers would be crowned with helmets and tassels, and their blood would be spilled in the court. Zhao Qingce's rebels would put them in their final official uniforms, put them into a dark coffin, and be buried alive. Buried underground.

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At a glance, Shen Yuan saw that the layout of the Privy Council Palace did not seem to have changed, just like when she played here when she was a child.

But a whole life has passed, she has grown up, and many things have changed.

Just as he was thinking about it, a group of guards came towards him, surrounded by an old man with silver hair. The old man had his gray hair neatly combed and his dark brown eyes were sunk in his eye sockets.

The gorgeous clothes on his body are embroidered with tiger's dark patterns, and he is graceful and luxurious. The white jade bracelet on his left wrist is conspicuously expensive, and his face is downcast and calm.

"You brat! I sent you so many envelopes, but they all came to nothing. You still know how to come and see me, an old man like me?"

Although Duan Jinjin was furious and scolded him as soon as he got up, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Feng Chime was obviously a little surprised that the resolute Privy Councilor could be so approachable.

"Master Duan is old and has difficulty moving, but when he heard that Master Xiao was coming, he insisted on coming out to greet him in person, and he couldn't stop him!" An old supervisor next to Duan Jinqi hunched over and explained happily to everyone. .

Duan Jinjin straightened his back, glanced at his grandson, who was a head taller than him, and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"It's good to come and chat with me. How is the welcome at the door? Hahahahaha!"

Xiao Xingyun shook his head helplessly: "Grandpa, your playful mentality should be...

Collection is inappropriate for your age. "

"Why are my ages different? As long as there is still a place where I can be used in Dazhao, I will not grow old! Did you know that back then..."

Duan Jinjin stroked his beard and talked about his heroic past again. Xiao Xingyun followed him and listened.

The sun shines through the treetops and into the corridor. Shen Yuan, Ye Jin, Feng Ling and the old manager of the Duan Mansion walked behind, while Xiao Xingyun led Mr. Duan to the lobby.

After walking for a while, Duan Jinjin looked solemn, stared at Xiao Xingyun closely with a pair of sharp eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"The Northern Desert is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is little pressure to resist foreign enemies. It is under the direct control of the imperial army. Now, they are not doing things well, which has caused chaos in the area. Although the imperial court has sent several waves of people there, they are just people fishing in troubled waters. No one with a discerning eye can Knowing that the imperial court has no time to care about Beimo and does not pay attention to it, you took the initiative to ask for help. Xingyun, what do you want to do?"

Although she couldn't quite hear what the person in front was saying, Shen Yuan clearly felt that the happy atmosphere had suddenly changed.

Xiao Xingyun caught his gaze steadily, his eyes firm, and said: "Stand in line."