In The Name Of Fang

There is indeed everything in the dream.

That night, the ancestral dream that hadn't appeared for a long time reappeared.

Border towns, ancient roads.

This is the only way for Persian merchants to travel to and from China. As a fortress, it has formed a large-scale market town over the years.Persian merchants who were tired from the journey stopped here and traded relatively heavy goods here.Merchants from the Central Plains also set up stalls here, buying goods from the Persians and selling small things to people from the Western Regions.

There are not so many rules in this place, a booth is made of a piece of colorful cloth, and it is colorful and beautiful when viewed from a distance.

Xia Yuzhou realized that he had turned into a man in white again, standing on a high slope, looking at the crowd below with great interest: "The Hu people's market is really interesting, is that where you came from?"

He stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to the Persian businessman leading a camel in the distance.The camel was full of goods, and there were a few ragged people tied by ropes behind it.

"Ah, I came with a caravan, but I'm not a slave led by a rope." Beside him was a young man who looked exactly like Si Jun, blinking his blue eyes with a smile, and shaking his hand. Silver Poetry, "My family is a nobleman, and I have money to pay the travel expenses. I sit on a camel and sing along the way. Those Persian businessmen like to listen to my stories."

His foreign servants had already changed into the short jackets worn by people from the Central Plains, and were conscientiously holding up umbrellas for him.

"Hehe," Xia Yuzhou sneered, and squinted at him, "Are you sure they can understand your bird language?"

"..."

When the scene changed, Xia Yuzhou, who was not afraid of the sun, was walking in the market with his hands behind his back. The luxuriant and expensive robes made those small businessmen dare not approach him, or even look directly at him, and only looked timidly at the guards beside him.

"What kind of mirror do you want to order from a Persian, where is that person?" As if he was tired of shopping, he turned and asked Blue Eyes, but before he could answer, there was a commotion in the street, and a group of dark shadows rushed over.

"Swipe!" The two guards drew their knives and slapped the pounced black figure on the ground with lightning speed. The body fell to the ground and stirred up dust and yellow sand, which stained the hem of the snow-white clothes.

Xia Yuzhou lowered his eyes slowly, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and then slowly looked at the guy who was pushed to the ground.It was a young man in rags, wearing a linen waistcoat that could not even be called a dress, and was covered with welts and blood.

The young man raised his head with difficulty. His high nose bridge and deep eye sockets were very beautiful, but the fair skin had terrible burns, which completely ruined this handsome face.He murmured a string of birdsong, his eyes full of pleading.

Xia Yuzhou frowned involuntarily, and asked the blue eyes, "What did you say?"

"Sijun" sighed: "What he said is different from my mother tongue, it should be the dialect of other countries. But, fortunately, I am a knowledgeable bard standing in front of you..."

Xia Yuzhou: "So, what did he say?"

Bard: "...he said, my lord, please help me."

Xia Yuzhou casually took an umbrella from the stall, and slowly squatted down, covering the sunlight shining on the young man's face.The wound on the cheek that was still worsening suddenly stopped.

A bearded businessman ran over with a whip and apologized in official words with a strange accent: "Please forgive me, my lord, my slave suddenly ran away and disturbed you."

"How much is it, I bought it." Xia Yuzhou stood up.

"Ah? No, no, no," the businessman waved his hands again and again, and the guard's knife immediately pointed at him, making him tremble in fright, "My lord, it's not that I don't want to sell, it's that there is something wrong with this slave. He bit me to death on the way." My camel is a devil..."

The Persian businessman finally explained clearly after talking and gestures.He bought this young man from someone else and planned to sell it to a high official who liked beautiful boys, but this young man was very wicked, he killed his camel in the middle of the night and tried to bite him to death.In order to punish this disobedient slave, he tied a rope and let the young man run with the camel, but after a while in the sun, this beautiful face rotted away.

The goods fell into his hands, and he was about to dispose of them. Seeing that Xia Yuzhou was richer than that high official, he dared not lie.

"No problem." Xia Yuzhou raised his hand, beckoning the guards to give him money, and left the market with the young man who was so skinny as a handful of firewood.

"Ya, you..." Blue eyes followed.

"Go and buy a lamb." Xia Yuzhou put the boy on the ground, and when he saw his gradually turning red eyes, he immediately asked the guards to buy a sheep. Visible living things.

The sharp blood teeth pierced Xia Yuzhou's arm. He just frowned slightly, raised his hand to stop the blue eyes who were about to help, and pinched the back of the boy's neck to pull him away for a count of three.

The young man's eyes gradually recovered, and he was terrified to find that he had bitten the nobleman, and he instinctively licked off the blood stained on his lips.

"Is it good?" Xia Yuzhou heard his own gentle voice.

The young man nodded sharply, mumbled that this was the best blood he had ever drunk.

"My blood is not for nothing." He stretched out a finger and touched the boy's forehead.

"Master!" The young man said suddenly, calling him in fluent Mandarin, and his scalded face turned into Gu Ji's dead face with three white eyes.

Xia Yuzhou woke up with a fright!

The ancient yellow sand road in the dream dissipated in an instant, and the goal was the thick western-style curtains.Si Jun next to him was still sleeping soundly, which made Xia Yuzhou who was woken up very upset, and pushed him hard.

"Huh?" Si Jun opened his eyes in a daze, "The lamb is here."

"The lamb didn't come, I was bitten." Xia Yuzhou leaned over and bit his nose.

Si Jun obediently bit him, and very cooperatively held Xia Yuzhou's "bitten" arm and rubbed it: "That young man should be the ancestor of the Gu family."

"Well," Xia Yuzhou took out the fragment of the disease-free mirror under the pillow, "This time the dream is much clearer than last time, and people talked more."

Si Jun nodded: "It seems that repairing the mirror is also useful for restoring the memories left in it."

"If you put all the fragments together and restore them into a complete mirror, I don't know what secrets you can see." Xia Yuzhou raised the fragmented mirror to look.

"Dong dong dong" there was a knock on the door, and Ron's gentle voice came from outside: "Master, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

There are more than a dozen young masters in the Si family's generation, but Ron apparently only called Si Jun one.When the two of them washed and dressed to go out, Ron was still standing outside the door with a smile on his face.He handed a rose with dewdrops to Xia Yuzhou: "This is the rose that the young master told you. I hope this flower can bring you a good morning."

Xia Yuzhou stared at Si Jun with wide eyes.

Si Jun smiled slightly to express his acquiescence.

"It's indeed a beautiful morning." I'm not used to this kind of western romance, but it doesn't prevent Xia Yuzhou from finding it interesting.

"Housekeeper Luo picked the roses himself. I got up late and missed some big news. For example, the young patriarch of our family has already decided on a candidate?" The seventh cousin who met last night came out of the next room, gracefully Say hello to Sijun with a nod.

Xia Yuzhou felt his hands were itchy and wanted to hit someone.

Ron was not angry at all, and still smiled: "There is no such thing, did the Seventh Young Master sleep well last night?"

"To be honest, it's not good." Seventh Cousin glanced at Xia Yuzhou, "I always hear strange noises at night, making it difficult to sleep."

Si Jun frowned, and turned cold: "It is recorded in the family history that there are ancestors' heroic spirits in this house. If you lose sleep at night, you should reflect on whether you have done something that displeased your ancestors."

It was the first time that Cousin Seven was hit back so bluntly by Si Jun, and he was speechless in surprise.

Xia Yuzhou looked at Si Jun who suddenly spoke sharply, and clapped his hands slightly to applaud him, like a little seal with bright eyes.

It happened that Argel came over and broke the stalemate: "Master, Mr. Xia, the master invites you to have breakfast together."

"Didn't Uncle call me?" Seventh Cousin was dissatisfied. This method of notification is very inappropriate. Usually when he is around, the messenger should call him together.

However, the upright Alger didn't understand this: "Yes, I didn't call you."

Seventh Cousin blushed, turned around and ran away angrily.

Xia Yuzhou was bored watching it: "The real person is really annoying, did he often bully you when he was young?"

"Not at all," Si Jun shook his head, "He can't beat me, but he likes to sue."

These cousins ​​are actually cousins, and they all have the surname Si.It's just that other people have fathers, but he doesn't.If there is a conflict and the children file a complaint, other people's fathers will favor their own children, but he only has an uncle, and the uncle is the patriarch who must be fair and just.Over time, he stopped playing with his brothers and played the piano and Lego by himself in the house.

Xia Yuzhou couldn't hear it, and kissed Si Jun several times along the way: "I will have me in the future, and I will only favor you."

Si Jun tilted his head with red ears: "Okay, hurry up, don't keep uncle waiting." He spoke righteously, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Ron walked ahead with a smile, reminding the big knight who tilted his head to look at the young couple to pay attention to his feet: "Alger, this is really a beautiful morning."

Alger, who just tripped over the carpet: "???"

Sure enough, Uncle Si only asked the two of them to have breakfast, and after breakfast, he took Xia Yuzhou to the exhibition room to see the fragments of the disease-free mirror.

This exhibition room is much larger than the one in the house in Yanjing, and the decoration style is very similar.In the center of the hall also stands the statue of the ancestor Sinan, which is bigger and more delicate.

Xia Yuzhou stood in front of the statue and looked carefully. This face was different from the one in the dream. After all, Si Jun's face was automatically replaced in the dream, except for those eyes.In the dream, Sinan looks like Sijun in other parts, but the eyes are the original eyes.Exactly the same as the one on the ink painting, the azure blue is deep, with the unique perseverance and happiness of bards.

"I suspect that your ancestor's ink painting was painted by my ancestor." Xia Yuzhou whispered to Si Jun.

“How come you see?”

"There is no evidence, it's just an intuition." The picture in the mirror is actually the memory left by the ancestors, and the angle of the gaze is too similar.

Uncle Si turned his head and saw the two of them chattering against the statue of their ancestors. He coughed lightly, "Have you seen this statue in Yanjing in Yuzhou? The ancestor of the Si family, Mr. Sinan, Marquis of Ma'anshan."

"Pfft——" Xia Yuzhou almost bit his tongue, and turned his head to give Si Jun a look.At that time, he joked that the Marquis of Hanshan should be called the Marquis of Ma'anshan according to the Western custom, which made Si Jun almost stumble, but his uncle Si knew about it.He could talk nonsense to Si Jun, but he dared not speak to his elders, so he laughed dryly: "Ahaha, you are really humorous."