Xu Wei Rebirth

The west gate of the capital, the Zhang Mansion, and the ancestral temple.

Standing in the ancestral hall, Zhang Mingrui faced the ten-story altar where the tablets of the Zhang family's ancestors were enshrined.The dense mahogany tablets are like a net, which has caught the Zhang family who has been steadfast in the capital for more than 1000 years, and has also locked up the descendants of this family for more than 1000 years.

Zhang Mingrui stood quietly, the moon-white robe, the purple jasper belt around his waist, and the blue square scarf on his head, all added a bit of refinement to his handsome and gentle face, but the pair of eyes staring at the Lingtai at this moment His eyes were deep and deep, revealing a coldness.

The erratic and soft voice suddenly sounded at this time, "I still underestimate you. Hehe... Sure enough, how can the person of the Jade Goddess' blood be so easy to give in?" Following the erratic voice, half A transparent shadow slowly appeared in front of Zhang Mingrui.

Zhang Mingrui smiled lightly, "The suzerain is overwhelmed."

"...Then Fang Haoran is really so special to you?" The shadow asked abruptly, his voice was soft and cold.

"Sixteen years ago, the suzerain took him away from me, and now I finally got him back." Zhang Mingrui said lightly.

"Hehe... Are you that sure, have you found him?" The shadow's soft voice was eerie.

"Xu Wei... has already come to the capital, and the third prince has also come." Zhang Mingrui said abruptly, with a very soft tone, "And... suzerain, your greatest wish is not to kill Fang Haoran."

The shadow was silent for a long while, but smiled softly. When the soft voice laughed, it should give people the feeling of spring blossoms, but at the moment, it sounded a bit gloomy, "Hehe... not bad. It's an infatuated kind." ... Hehe... Okay. I won't touch that Fang Haoran again, but Zhang Mingrui, you'd better not make any moves until the prince canonization ceremony is over. Otherwise, I will make you too late to regret!" At the end Well, what came out of that soft voice was awe-inspiring murderousness and sternness.

Zhang Mingrui breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head and cupped his hands, "So, thank you Mingrui!"

When Zhang Mingrui looked up again, the shadow had disappeared.

There was a slight smile on Zhang Mingrui's face, his deep eyes glanced at the altar, a coldness flashed in his eyes, his hands were behind his back, he turned around and strode out of the ancestral hall, and when he reached the door, Zhang Mingrui waited respectfully by the gate of the ancestral hall The servant said, "The ancestral hall is closed, and from today onwards, there is no need to worship the ancestral hall!"

The servant was taken aback for a moment, then hastily bowed down respectfully and cupped his hands in response, "Yes!"

Snapped!

Fang Haoran blocked the opponent's retreat with a black chess piece, waving his fan in one hand, and proudly showing his white teeth, this chess skill was taught to him by that fox back then!Apart from that fox, Fang Haoran has only lost to one person, and that is his teacher Zhuang Xian.He grinned at the old man who remembered scratching his head and ears sitting across from him, "You have to be steady, there is no turning back!"

The old man stared bitterly, angrily, "You don't even know how to let me be an old man!"

Fang Haoran spread his hands, very innocent, "You said it, it's true if you want to play! If you want to let me let you take a few steps, you should have said it earlier!"

The old man snorted coldly, turned his head, and dropped the white chess in his hand, "This round is not counted! Come again!"

Hearing this, Fang Haoran smiled, and put away the chess pieces on the table indifferently, "Okay, you can play as many games as you say, boy, I will accompany you to the end today, but... do you have to put your chess pieces first?" Take out the token?"

Hearing the words, the old man turned his head to look at Fang Haoran firmly, and gave a strange laugh, "Boy! Do you think the old man will give it to you?"

Fang Haoran was about to answer, but the old man said to himself, "The third prince is an ink ghost, and based on this, even if he got seven tokens, the royal family of the Chu Dynasty would not allow him to sit on the throne." Of course, unless he launches a mutiny!" At this point, the old man looked at Fang Haoran with a wicked smile, and whispered mysteriously, "Also, Zhang Mingrui, who was behind you to clean up your mess, is now standing For the second prince, are you sure that you really want to help the third prince?"

Fang Haoran stared at the old man for a while, then sighed deeply, looked around for a while, then looked at the old man with a strange face and said, "Your old man is not afraid that the wall has ears?" He really dared to say anything about rebellion !

The old man sneered again and again, "What am I afraid of? The royal family of the Chu Dynasty is just an empty shell now. The twelve families have already emptied the court, and your friend Zhang Mingrui is the most prosperous among them! Otherwise, you think, us Why should the twelve families who are not supposed to be stationed in the capital and are only allowed to come to the capital every year at the grand event?!" And the most depressing thing is that Zhang Mingrui sent people to the door one by one, and he didn't want to go here at all. The neutral family in muddy water was "invited" to the capital!

Fang Haoran heard the words, silently, indeed, this is the current status of the court!

"If the prince wants to ascend the throne, he must obtain the tokens of our twelve families?! Hmph!" The old man sneered, "I'm afraid the Taizu was crazy before he made such a broken rule!" He glanced at Fang Haoran again , said, "Didn't you make the policy clear in those twelve days? Now you still ask me if the old man is afraid?"

Fang Haoran scratched his head and smiled embarrassingly.

The old man curled his lips, reached out his hand and took out a jade pendant and threw it to Fang Haoran, "Take it!"

Fang Haoran took it, and was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said gratefully, "That's it, thank you, old man!"

The old man waved his hand and said lazily, "Don't thank me either. Anyway, it's something that you won't be able to hold on to sooner or later. Instead of giving it to the second prince, I'd rather give it to you."

Fang Haoran smiled, "Isn't the old man afraid of the theory of ink ghosts in troubled times?"

Thinking of the rumors in the capital, such as Mo Gui in troubled times, Fang Haoran sneered in his heart, he is really ignorant!

The old man sneered and said, "From the old man's point of view, the world was in chaos as early as 1000 years ago!"

Fang Haoran walked out of the posthouse waving his fan, and when he was about to get into the carriage, his eyes rolled unconsciously, and he couldn't help but froze.

Across the street from the carriage, the handsome man in the moon-white robe and the blue scarf was smiling at him. Although the smile was shallow, the gentleness hidden there was undisguised.Fang Haoran was in a daze, watching the man slowly walking towards him, he seemed to see that in the past, the man who was walking was often like this time, dressed in a moon-white robe, silently Wait, and then, when he finished his work or returned home from a visit to that place, he walked over from the corner or across the street, smiled at him, and called softly, "Hao Ran...".

"What's the matter?" The difference is that at this time, the man looked at him in a daze, showed a helpless and doting smile, asked what's the matter in a low voice, and reached out to gently hold his hand, Fang Haoran His hand was held, and the cool touch brought him back to his senses. He was stunned for a moment, and replied in a daze, "I miss you."

After saying this, Fang Haoran was suddenly embarrassed, what did he say.But the man facing him opened his eyes slightly, and then smiled with his eyes bent in a good mood.Seeing the man smile, Fang Haoran coughed lightly and stopped talking. Unfortunately, the red ears showed his embarrassment at the moment.

"That... let's go." Fang Haoran broke free from his hand, turned around and was about to walk towards the carriage, but was pulled back by the smiling man, "Haoran, let's go this way." After finishing speaking, he went He held Fang Haoran's hand with a gentle but undeniable strength, and walked quickly to the alley on the other side.

Fang Haoran couldn't react to such a pull, but he couldn't break free, and the man walking in front of him was obviously much easier than before, and the joy he revealed was slightly unable to suppress, like a child. He was so happy that he couldn't break free forcefully, he could only silently say in his heart, but don't let the second brother see it.

As everyone knows, at the moment Fang Haoran was pulled away by Zhang Mingrui, Fang Jingran was walking towards the Lianjia post, so the scene where the prime minister in the moon white robe pulled his younger brother away with a smile just fell into his heart. in the eyes.Fang Jingran narrowed his eyes slightly, did Haoran take everything he said as deaf ears? !

After turning into the alley, there are few pedestrians. He is very familiar with this alley. Although he has been away from the capital for more than ten years, he did not like to drag a certain fox around the streets and alleys of the capital to dig for food and wine. forget!Moreover, it is clear and profound, as if it was yesterday.

"Mingrui, that big sesame seed cake is still there!" Fang Haoran grabbed someone who was walking quickly, stared at a small stall not far away that was selling big sesame seed cakes, and swallowed Drooling, he laughed and said, "Let's go! Let's eat!"

That certain person who was anxious to take that person away to his territory, that is, Zhang Mingrui, sighed softly in his heart, this person... really, but looking at those clean and bright eyes, and the smirk on his lips, Couldn't help tightening her clenched hands, and said softly, "Okay."

No matter how many years, he can't refuse him.

Sitting in front of the stall, watching Fang Haoran beside him chewing and chewing, talking from time to time, "I said you came to me today, just come here so generously, are you okay?"

Zhang Mingrui smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the crumbs from the corner of Fang Haoran's mouth, and said helplessly, "Be careful, don't choke."

"It's okay!" Fang Haoran said vaguely, lowered his head and bit off a big bite with a bang, then raised his head and continued to ask vaguely, "You haven't said anything yet!"

Zhang Mingrui just smiled and said nothing.The big biscuit in his hand has never been touched, and his eyes are just looking at the people around him with deep tenderness.

"By the way, be careful when you come to me in the future, my second brother...he is very angry." Fang Haoran bit off the last bite of the big sesame seed cake, scratched his head and said helplessly.

Zhang Mingrui rolled his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "I know."

Now, the Fang family dislikes him the most is not Fang Yong, not Fang Song who speaks sarcasticly to him, but Fang Jingran who respectfully calls himself the prime minister.

If... it wasn't because of my love for Haoran, maybe Fang Jingran wouldn't dislike him so much. Among the two brothers of the Fang family, the one who loves Haoran the most is actually Fang Jingran.

But so what?

Zhang Mingrui pulled Fang Haoran up, raised his hand to stop Fang Haoran's hand who was about to wipe his mouth, raised his own hand and gently wiped away the debris from the corner of Fang Haoran's mouth, after wiping, smiled slightly, and continued to hook Fang Haoran's hand , smiled at the gray-haired grandfather at the stall, and put down a few copper coins, "Please keep it, old man."

Fang Haoran said to the old man with a smile, "Old man, your biscuits have been around for so many years, and the taste is still so good!" After that, he gave a thumbs up.

The white-haired old man smiled foolishly, touched his head and stammered to Zhang Mingrui and Fang Haoran, "The relationship between the two young masters is still so good."

Fang Haoran was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the hooked hand covered in the wide sleeve, and said haha ​​in embarrassment, "Haha...is that right? Haha..."

Zhang Mingrui just chuckled, continued to hook Fang Haoran's hand, turned around and left quickly.