Chun Feng Du Jian

"Then how are you doing?"

Wen Heng's face was gloomy, but when he was extremely angry, he remained calm and asked coldly: "If I insist on going back, you will repeat the Baoan Temple routine, and just knock me out and take me away?"

He was really angry, and Fan Yang also knew that he had said too much. Regardless of the unhealed sword wound on his leg, he immediately knelt down, gritted his teeth, and said, "My lord, please go west according to the original plan. Anyway, my life is little brother Aque Those who are rescued, the subordinates are willing to go back to Runing City in person to investigate and understand.”

Although Wen Heng was furious, he was not crazy enough to lose his mind, and he didn't want to get angry with Fan Yang: "This matter was not your fault in the first place, and it has nothing to do with you, so there is no need to say such things."

Fan Yang insisted: "Then send two people back to investigate, no matter what, the young master must not take any risks."

The stalemate between the two parties is difficult to resolve, and each has its own reasons.

Blood continuously oozed from the sword sores, forming a puddle at the knees, soaking through the robes.But even so, Fan Yang still couldn't afford to kneel, and all the guards knelt down together, silently and forcefully blocking his decision.

Wen Heng was silent for a long time, and finally compromised.

"I see."

He said, "Just do as you say."

The pressure in Fan Yang's heart suddenly eased, and Wen Heng said again: "Tell them, just search as hard as you can, and put self-protection first in case of trouble, don't put yourself in it."

Fan Yang didn't feel anything when he was arguing with him, but at the moment when he heard Heng's words, he felt his throat suddenly sore, and he was about to shed tears: "My lord... my subordinate, I..."

Wen Heng, however, was extremely tired and closed his eyes, unwilling to listen any more, and said lightly: "You should go back to recuperate. I'm tired too."

He said he wanted to rest, closed his eyes just to put on a show, waited for the horseshoes to gallop away outside the car, the surrounding suddenly became silent, and he slowly let out the breath he was holding, but he still felt oppressed in his heart.

Wen Heng understood what he finally backed down from, not just Aque.

He is unable to protect himself or others, so he has no choice. After struggling in vain, he thinks he has straightened his back, but in fact he still wants to bow his head to the current situation.

Others will always leave him. In the turbulent tide of fate, whoever he wants to keep can't just rely on God's special grace.

The carriage started to drive again, and the north wind whistled outside the window, like a mournful cry, and he silently buried a person in his heart with this mournful sound.

Runing City was not far from their final destination, Mengfeng City, Wen Heng and the others hurried on, and finally arrived at a farm outside the city at Wan Lai Gate the next day.Now that the news of King Qing's rebellion has spread all over the world, Zhuangtou took them in tremblingly, and went into the city overnight to report to Wan Laimen. That night, someone drove a carriage with the seal of the Liu family to pick them up, and escorted Wen Heng and his group to In Mengfeng City.

Mengfeng City is not quite the same as the capital city. There are most dignitaries and dignitaries under the foot of the emperor, and there are imperial city officials patrolling day and night, so the city is stable and prosperous.Mengfeng City is located at the west end of Tianshou, backed by Mount Meng, and several martial arts sects have settled here, so the folk customs are aggressive, and seven out of ten walking on the street are armed with swords and swords.The officers and soldiers guarding the city did not conduct strict investigations. They were afraid of offending people, so the Liu family's carriage entered the city without even raising the curtain.

Wen Heng's mother, Concubine Qing, full name is Liu Feishuang, she is the youngest daughter of old sect master Liu, and has two elder brothers, the eldest brother Liu Zhufeng is the current sect master, and the second brother Liu Suiyun is also an elder in Wan Lai sect.Wen Heng had only met these two uncles when he was very young, and he had already forgotten what they looked like, so he might not even recognize him.

The servants in the door led Wen Heng to the second hall, invited him to drink tea for a while, and then rushed to inform the door master and elders, and disappeared after that.Wen Heng drank the high-quality Maofeng, looked at the furnishings in the courtyard with cold eyes, but saw that everything was exquisite, and said that it was magnificent, not like a martial arts school, but more like a princely family in the capital.

After waiting for a long time, a bowl of tea was about to run out, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe and a long sword hurried into the second hall, stopped in front of Wen Heng, and looked at his shoulder very affectionately. , Surprised: "Good boy, do you still recognize me? I am your second uncle."

Wen Heng got up to perform the junior salute, and bowed to him: "My nephew pays respects to my uncle."

Liu Suiyun hurriedly asked him to sit down, screened off the people, and asked about the disasters in the palace. When talking about the death of the princess, he couldn't help being sad: "Poor my sister, I have advised her that the noble family is not entrusted by people in the world for life. , but she was determined to follow your father, and she made a wrong step, which led to the disaster of killing her today!"

Wen Heng's eyebrows moved, but he still lowered his eyes and said nothing, as if he didn't understand the complaint in his words.

The two narrated all kinds of turmoil in the past ten days, Liu Suiyun tried again and again, Wen Heng never made a statement, and the chat reached a point where there was nothing to say, so Liu Suiyun had no choice but to speak clearly: "I can't go back to the capital now. Now that the imperial court is hunting Zhengyan, what plans does my nephew have in the future? Tell my uncle to help you with the details."

Wen Heng Shi suddenly got up, bowed to the ground, and said very sincerely: "I am alone now, only my uncle and my family are left. The imperial court intends to kill the grass and roots, and my nephew has nowhere to go. I only hope that I can take care of you Under my uncle's sect, I was protected by Wan Lai sect from this catastrophe."

He buckled down a big hat, but Liu Suiyun absolutely did not dare to take it, he hesitated and said: "This... is related to Wan Lai Sect, it is not up to me alone, this matter still needs to be decided by your uncle."

Wen Heng was not embarrassed when he was declined politely, and he followed up with a particularly wink: "Uncle is right. But why don't you see uncle, I think he is not in the mansion today?"

"Ah...yes, he has something to go out." Liu Suiyun felt that if he continued to chatter, he might not be able to hold back, so he hurriedly said, "You have been traveling all the way, and you are sick, take care of your health first, and the rest will wait Let your uncle come back and talk about it."

Without waiting for Wen Heng to answer, he shouted loudly: "Come here! Take the young master to the guest house to rest."

Wen Heng said happily: "Thank you uncle for your concern, then respect is worse than obedience."

He said again: "My nephew has one more request: I have two guards who are one step behind and are still on the way, maybe they will arrive today, and I hope uncle will order someone to meet them and bring them two to the mansion."

Compared to him as a big troublemaker, Liu Suiyun naturally wouldn't refuse even the smallest things, and readily agreed: "Heng'er, don't worry, my uncle is in charge of this matter, and I will definitely bring you here safely."

Wen Heng was finally satisfied, and followed the servant behind the door to the guest courtyard to rest.

Fan Yang and the others were entertained by the stewards of the Liu family with delicious food and drinks. After observing their words and expressions, they came back and said quietly to Wen Heng: "My lord, I think the whole family of Wan Lai sect doesn't welcome us. Logically, you are the master of the Liu sect." Nephew, I should treat you like my own family, but today I am perfunctory like sending away poor relatives. These years they have benefited from the palace, but they behave like this, it is really disgusting."

Wen Heng just drank the medicine, closed his eyes and said lazily: "It is important to have self-knowledge. Aren't we just poor relatives?"

Fan Yang was worried for him: "Then what is your plan in mind? Whether to go or stay, you have to find a way out for yourself first."

"Wait."

Wen Heng settled the situation with one word, and no longer gave him a chance to chatter, just said: "Don't worry about my plans, first think about your plans in the future. I have suffered and suffered along the way, and now the crisis is finally resolved, and Wan Laimen is also here. If you can afford it, you might as well take this opportunity to settle down and live a good life."

Fan Yang was shocked suddenly, and lost his voice: "Young master, why did you say that! It's my subordinate—"

"I don't mean anything else." Wen Heng interrupted him in a deep voice, "I will walk the road ahead by myself after all. You have done your best, and you still want to be my father and take care of me for the rest of your life?"

Fan Yang: "But..."

"Brother Fan," Wen Heng called him suddenly, and said solemnly, "There is no feast that never ends, and there is no mess that never ends. If there is enough benevolence and righteousness, it will be boring if there is too much."

Fan Yang answered "Yes" with difficulty.

"Think about it, the future will be long." Wen Heng nodded and said: "Go. Remember to keep an eye on the news of those two people for me."

In the early morning of the next day, the two guards who were sent back to Runing City were taken into Wan Lai Gate and came to see him in the guest courtyard.Wen Heng was mentally prepared to get nothing, put the medicine bowl aside, sat up with his clothes on, and said, "Speak, I'll listen."

"When my subordinates rushed back to the outside of Runing City, they couldn't find any trace of Ah Que, but after inquiring around, they found that a big event happened in Runing City that day."

They searched around outside the city, but after going back and forth for more than ten hours, even if there were any traces, they had already faded away.The two were empty-handed, and were about to go back to report to their orders, when they suddenly saw the gate of the city half open in the distance, and someone was driving a donkey cart out of the city, heading towards the barren slope.

The two guards hesitated for a moment, and approached to talk with the mentality of giving it a try, asking the man if he had ever seen a child dressed like this.The man thought for a moment when he heard this, but asked, "Did that child get lost in the city?"

The two looked at each other, nodded in unison, and said, "That's right. Does brother know the inside story? Please let me know."

"Oh, that's not good." The man said, "Yesterday, the Guangyuan Inn on Nanxie Street in the city caught fire in the middle of the night. The fire was so fierce that half of the houses on the street were burned to the ground. Many beggars and common people around here have been injured." He pointed at the rolled straw mats on the cart behind him: "Here, these are all charred bones, the bones and dregs are all mixed together and you can't tell them apart, it's pitiful. "

The two looked at the straw mats that were half a person's height, and one of them suddenly had a thought and asked, "Brother, do you dare to ask the medicine store closest to this city gate, but it's on Nanxie Street?"

The man nodded and replied: "That's right, it's Songbaitang. His family is also unlucky. It happened to be next to Guangyuan Inn. When a big fire came down, it was almost completely burned."

The guard's expression turned ugly for a moment.

He happened to unpack the medicine package that Aque brought back that day, and he remembered it very clearly. After the oil-paper package was opened, there was a clear ink-colored "Songbaitang" imprint on the inside.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Wen Heng stared blankly at a certain point in the void. For a moment, he felt as if he had lost even the instinct of "sadness". From the sky to the earth, there was only a vast blank.

He thought it was the worst outcome for Ah Que to be taken away, but he didn't expect that the world is so cruel and cruel, there will always be more than one side.

The fishy smell that he had swallowed forcibly from that day surged up again, his internal organs were cut like a knife, Wen Heng choked, covered his mouth and coughed violently, suddenly felt a warmth in the palm of his hand, and something ticked along his fingers Down--

He lowered his head to look, and saw the bright red blood like plum blossoms in three or nine days, one after another, blooming in clusters on his skirt.

The author has something to say: death will definitely not die, and one or two chapters should be separated briefly

We, Wen Yuyan, are finally about to take the first step towards the rivers and lakes!