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Feng Qixuan stood on the city wall, looking into the distance, with anxiety in his eyes, "Master Zhang, how far is Dongxu from Nanyao? Uncle Wang said a month ago that he would come back to play, why hasn't he come?"

Zhang Xiang stroked his beard and reminded: "Your Majesty, that one is Mr. Feng now."

Feng Qixuan was taken aback, yes, after the Lishuling battle, Feng Ze died, Feng Jiuge died, and the government was in chaos. I thought that after Li Yan died, Xi Ze would rest for a while, but who would have thought that they would send Several teams of soldiers and horses attacked the imperial city from various places, and the people were displaced for a while, suffering unspeakably.

Fortunately, Fang Yun, the former subordinate of Feng Jiuge's northern border, arrived in time with soldiers and horses, joined forces with the defenders from all over the country, and fought hard for two months before defeating Caesar. During the battle, not to mention the common people, even the royal family suffered countless injuries.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, and the ministers carefully selected Fang Juefeng and Qi Xuan as the most suitable, so he became emperor with the support of Zhang et al.

Thinking about that battle back then still makes people tremble. If it is said that Feng Jiuge suffered the greatest loss, it must have been Feng Jiuge. He and Feng Hua Xueyue lost their lives on the battlefield. The hero died early, which makes people sigh.

For this reason, Feng Qixuan once lived in self-blame, depressed all day long.

Feng Jiuge came to Nanyao last year. He was really surprised by the real person standing in front of him. He just stayed for three days before leaving. Now, it's another year, and it's really hard to wait.

The past is gone with the wind, Feng Qixuan sighed and smiled, "Yes, Prince Chen is dead, and now it is only Feng Jiuge, Mr. Feng."

After many years, things are different, Feng Jiuge said, if you die, you will die. Anyway, they have erected a tomb. He belongs to Yun Qingchen now, and is no longer Nanyao's king.

On Nanyao's official road, Yun Qingchen was riding a horse, and Feng Jiuge sat in front of him, resting his head on him, holding an unknown wild flower in his hand, "Yuebai, you said we're here Come on, what are you doing with that oil bottle? It's ugly, it's disgusting." Feng Jiuge pointed to Lu Shiying who was riding a red pony next to him.

"Mother, I'm not ugly at all." Lu Shiying's eyes filled with mist, with a slightly crying voice.

"Didn't you say that you can't call your mother in the future?" Feng Jiuge helplessly supported his forehead, emphasizing to this boy along the way that he couldn't change it, if that boy Feng Qixuan found out, he would laugh again.

Lu Shiying was puzzled, "What's the name? My mother?"

When Yun Qingchen heard this, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "This, not bad."

"Lu Shiying, how many times have I told you, don't call me mother, call me handsome father, brother Jun is fine, but you can't call mother, why do you have no memory?" Feng Jiuge grabbed Crazy, did this kid do it on purpose?

"Uncle Chu Mo said, children can't lie, you are mother, you are mother, this cannot be changed." Lu Shiying disapproved.

"Then tell me, what else did Uncle Chu Mo tell you?" Feng Jiuge's expression darkened.

Lu Shiying immediately covered her mouth and shook her head, "I can't say it, I can't say it, Uncle Chumo said it's our secret, and I can't tell anyone, especially my mother."

Feng Jiuge's chest was so tight that he shouldn't have picked up Lu Shiying. This is not a son, this is clearly an ancestor.

"Daddy, can I sit with you?" Lu Shiying stretched his neck and looked at Yun Qingchen expectantly.

Feng Jiuge opened his mouth, and just wanted to stop it, but Yun Qingchen spoke first: "No."

"Why?" Lu Shiying lowered her head in disappointment.

"Your mother is too fat to sit down." Yun Qingchen said lightly.

"Oh, mother, you should lose weight, or Daddy won't be able to hold you in the future." Lu Shiying sighed.

Feng Jiuge was at a loss for words for a while, Yun Qingchen's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open was really increasing day by day, he was so angry that he frantically shook the flower in his hand, causing the petals to fall apart, leaving only one stem.

"Feng Jiuge" an abrupt voice came from behind.

Feng Jiuge turned his head, "Oh, isn't this Dongxu's virtuous king, Rong Chun? An old acquaintance."

Rong Chun caught up with him on his horse and carefully looked at Feng Jiuge. There was not much difference from when they first met.

"What do you think I am doing? Is it possible that I have some bad thoughts?" Feng Jiuge pouted.

Rong Chun bowed his hands to the two, and said with emotion: "It turns out that people can really be resurrected after death." He also witnessed the scene of Feng Jiuge's death on the battlefield. He was standing in a secret place not far away at that time. He also regretted the moment Feng Jiuge died.

Feng Jiuge touched Yun Qingchen's chin, and smiled, "This is probably the scourge that lasted a thousand years."

Rong Chun chuckled, "Hehe" and then saw Lu Shiying next to him, "This is"

"My son." Feng Jiuge replied.

Rong Chun looked at Yun Qingchen, then at Feng Jiuge, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"I picked it up." Lu Shiying said.

Only then did Rong Chun heave a sigh of relief, just now he thought that this was the birth of Feng Jiuge and the others.

"Why did the virtuous king come here? Are you traveling in mountains and rivers?" Feng Jiuge asked.

Rong Chun straightened his hair that was blown up by the wind, "Yes, I went out for a casual stroll with my junior brother, and there is another acquaintance of the two of you."

"Oh? Who is it?" Feng Jiuge asked curiously.

"Mother, Uncle Lin, it's Uncle Lin." Lu Shiying pointed to the white shadow in front of him and shouted excitedly.

Lin Yanqing came with his horse, looked at Yun Qingchen, and called out, "Master."

Yun Qingchen nodded and reminded: "Yanqing, this is your first time out of Dongting, don't forget."

The Lin family of Dongting has a rule that all disciples of Lin's family leave Dongting, and when they return, they must bring back their objects, otherwise they will not be able to return.This rule came to Lin Yu's mind on a whim, and it was written in the family rules.

Lin Yanqing's face suddenly turned red, and he replied weakly, "Yanqing knows."

"Young Master Yuebai, Young Master Feng." Xu Wenlin cupped his hands towards the two.

"Junior Brother Yanqing, why are you with the two of them?" Feng Jiuge asked with a smile.

"I happened to meet you on the road." Lin Yanqing explained.

Feng Jiuge nodded, "Oh, if I remember correctly, you hugged Mr. Xu for a long time in the Zhu Xian Zhan that year."

Lin Yanqing immediately lowered his head when he heard the words, and stammered: "Just, it's just a handy task."

"I didn't say anything else, why are you nervous?" Feng Jiuge said with a smile, "Okay, since we met, let's go together."

As a result, the originally three-person team expanded to six in an instant.Lu Shiying had long since abandoned his pony and sat on Lin Yanqing's horse, joking with him.

"Zhang Xiang, look, they are here." Feng Qixuan said excitedly, pointing at the figure in front of him.

Zhang Xiang squinted his eyes, "Where is it? Where is it? Why didn't the old minister see it?"

"It really is old." Feng Qixuan said with disgust.

Zhang Xiang said with a smile: "It's old. Now is the time for young people to be in power. The old minister is thinking about resigning in a year or two, and then going back to the countryside like Mr. Jingjie."

Feng Qixuan patted Zhang Xiang on the shoulder and smiled, "Zhang Xiang, you are not old yet." This old fox has been thinking about leaving all day long, so never think about it.

"Nephew Qi Xuan, your uncle and I have already arrived at your door, why don't you come down to pick him up? After all, he is your elder, why are you so unfilial?" Feng Jiuge shouted towards the city wall.

Feng Qixuan looked at the people below, folded his arms around his chest, and said with a grin: "If you have the ability, you can fly here."

"You know that Uncle, I don't have martial arts now, and you still say that. If that's the case, then let's go." Feng Jiuge pretended to regret, grabbed the rein from Yun Qingchen's hand, and was about to turn the horse's head.

Seeing this, Feng Qixuan panicked and flew down the city wall, "Since you're here, why go?"

"Since you say that, I'm embarrassed to leave again." Feng Jiuge said helplessly.

Feng Qixuan was speechless, turned his head and found Rong Chun, "Huh? Isn't this Dongxu Xianwang?"

Rong Chun cupped his hands with a smile and said, "Your Majesty Nanyao."

Feng Qixuan waved his hand, "The virtuous king came to Nanyao, why?"

"I have nothing to do, just walk around." Rong Chun replied.

Lin Yanqing and Lin Yanqing stepped forward to say hello.

"I'm going down to Lin Yanqing."

"I'm Xu Wenlin."

Feng Qixuan nodded, "The visitor is a guest, everyone please."

All the people in the group had an extraordinary bearing, walking on the street caused people to look back frequently, Feng Jiuge pulled Yun Qingchen, walked slowly, suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure with the tip of his eyes, and suddenly quickened his pace, "Yuebai, go quickly."

Yun Qingchen didn't know why, so she was dragged forward by Feng Jiuge, and a playful voice came from behind, "Yun Qingchen, your senior brother is here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Feng Jiuge gritted his teeth secretly when he heard the voice, what's going on today?Are you having a party?

Chu Mo came with Lin Hengzhi's style, and when he saw Lin Yanqing beside him, he teased and said, "Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Yanqing, why did you think of going out of Dongting to play?"

Lin Yanqing smiled awkwardly, "Young master, Mr. Chu."

In Dongting, the most troublesome thing is Chu Mo and Feng Jiuge. The relationship between these two people is good and bad. Everyone adds to the fun.

Chu Mo stepped forward and grabbed Feng Jiuge's neck, and said familiarly: "Feng Jiuge, what did you do when you saw me walking so fast?"

Feng Jiuge pulled Chu Mo's hand away, and said angrily, "I'm afraid I'll be disgusted when I see you."

"Let's go, let's go fight." Yun Qingchen opened Chu Mo's hand before touching Feng Jiuge.

"Senior brother, look after people." Yun Qingchen's eyes were slightly cold.

Chu Mo withdrew his hand, turned around and pinched Lu Shiying's round face, "Little Shiying, do you miss Uncle Chu?"

Lu Shiying rubbed her blushing face, and threw herself into Chu Mo's arms, "Think!"

Chu Mo picked up Lu Shiying and raised his eyebrows at Feng Jiuge, "I'm not as sensible as my own son."

"Uncle Hengzhi." Lu Shiying lay on Chu Mo's shoulder and greeted Lin Hengzhi obediently.

Lin Hengzhi smiled slightly, "Yes."

Because Feng Qixuan had something to do, he went back to the palace first, and the rest of them wandered casually in the street.

Because of his young age and sweet mouth, Lu Shiying made everyone go along with him. He bought whatever he wanted, just like a nobleman.

Suddenly, a group of people gathered in front of them, talking a lot, as if they were talking about something.

The author has something to say:

That's right, I'm back again, because some friends said that there are still some things that I haven't explained clearly, so I'm here to explain the funeral, [laughing and crying]