Wrong Changhuan

Lin Xiao took his seat, drank two cups of tea, wiped his mouth on his sleeve, and said, "It's third brother, you're back."

Chang Huan's eyes lit up, and he said, "The third uncle is back? That's a good thing..."

Yang Yan stared at each other, and said, "Ah?" After thinking about it, seeing Lin Xiao's reaction felt wrong again, and hurriedly asked, "What trouble did he cause when he came back this time?"

Lin Xiao hesitated to speak, and looked at An Cuo scrupulously, and then at Chang Huan.

Yang Yan turned his head and said, "Chang Huan, you and An Cuo go to the guest room to rest first."

Chang Huan was puzzled, frowned slightly, and said, "Is there anything I can't know about the third uncle?" Seeing Yang Yan and Lin Xiao's serious expressions, he had no choice but to leave the door with Ah angrily.

In the spacious east wing room, there was an instant silence.

Lin Xiao looked at the door closed by An Cuo, and said, "An Cuo? The killer of Mingyue Tower?"

Yang Yan nodded impatiently and said, "You don't need to worry about her. Let's get down to business first."

With suspicion on his face, Lin Xiao said, "Third Brother assassinated Murong Ji, and was caught by mistake."

"What?" Yang Yanxin raised his throat all of a sudden, and said angrily, "Why is he still so impulsive, and doesn't think about it before doing things... When did it happen?"

"Three days ago."

"Then what did Elder Sister and Axun say?" Yang Yan thought in his heart, no wonder he didn't receive any letter from Axun in the past few days.

"Elder Sister went to see Murong Ji, and when she came back, she asked me to find Chang Huan. She said that only Chang Huan could save Third Brother this time, and also said... that this was Murong Ji's only condition, and he already knew about it." Chang Huan's life experience."

Yang Yan sighed, "Paper can't contain the fire after all. What should come, will come sooner or later."

Lin Xiao said, "Don't you think it's strange? After so many years of coming here without incident, why did Murong Ji suddenly find out at this time?"

Yang Yan became vigilant and said, "You mean...someone told him?"

Lin Xiao looked up at Yang Yan, and said, "It's not just my suspicion, the second brother also sent Lin You to investigate the people who knew about it back then, there should be news in a few days... just ..." Lin Xiao couldn't bear it, and said, "How can I tell Chang Huan about this? How should I say it?"

For a long time, there was silence.

"For me...don't worry about it." Yang Yan frowned, paused, and said again, "I'm afraid the gate of the city is closed now, so you can rest here tonight. We will leave the city early tomorrow morning and return to the city." Jiangling."

Since Chang Huan reluctantly returned to the guest room, he has been thinking about what happened to Jiangling.

Seeing Chang Huan sitting quietly at the table thinking hard, An Cuo comforted him, "If you can't think of it, why bother thinking about it? It will only increase your troubles... What should come will always come, and it's useless to think too much. You shouldn't come Yes, if you think too much, isn't it a waste of energy."

Chang Huan came back to his senses, and said softly, "Ah Cuo, what you said sounds like a wise and sad old monk."

"I know you understand what I mean. Didn't you say similar things that day? Did it happen to yourself, and you felt a little uncontrollable?" After An Cuo finished speaking, he touched Chang Huan's cheek distressedly, Looking at Chang Huan quietly, "A Huan, look at me, don't think about anything..."

Chang Huan looked at An Cuo, stroked An Cuo's hand next to his face, and said slowly, "A Cuo, I told you that the third uncle studied under the Qingfeng sect and was the closed disciple of Hu Daxia. He is a chivalrous man who fights against injustice... If he sees you, you will definitely like you."

"But the breeze is a must, Hu Huaqing?" An Cuo said and immediately withdrew his hand.Hu Huaqing was once as famous as the prodigal son Xie Cunfeng, but he retired very early.This name was outside the pass more than a month ago, and she had just heard of it.

Chang Huan nodded and said, "I heard it's very powerful. However, I've only heard about it and never seen it."

An wrongly said, "He retired early and is a man of great wisdom."

Chang Huan asked curiously, "Do you know him?"

An made a mistake, "A Huan, I don't want to hide it from you. I have never met Hu Huaqing... However, when I was outside the customs, I met a little beggar. I didn't know who she was at the time. When I killed Lu Guangkun, she Helped me... Later, before she left, she told me that her name was Hu Diefei and she was Hu Huaqing's youngest daughter."

Chang Huan asked innocently, "Why did you tell me this all of a sudden?" But suddenly he seemed to understand something, and asked hastily, "Could it be that Hu Diefei pestering you?"

Just as An Cuo was about to explain, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Yan opened the door and entered without waiting for an answer from the inside.

Seeing Yang Yan, Chang Huan got up abruptly, his thoughts were drawn back to Lin Teng, and he said anxiously, "Uncle, what happened to Third Uncle?"

Yang Yan turned around and said wrongly to An, "You avoid it first."

Seeing that An Cuo got up to leave, Chang Huan said, "A Cuo, don't go." Then he turned his head to look at Yang Yan and said, "No matter what, I can know, so can A Cuo."

Yang Yan sat down helplessly, poured a cup of tea on his own, and said, "Forget it. Then sit down and listen together."

Seeing that Chang Huan pulled An Cuo to sit down, Yang Yan said slowly, "Did I ever tell you about the first time I met your second uncle in the imperial capital?"

Chang Huan didn't know where Yang Yan was singing, nodded and said, "I said it, you just said it was at a field poetry meeting."

Yang Yan took a sip of tea and recalled with a smile, "It was the Mid-Autumn Festival in the 13th year of Guangren. Wen Wushuang and one person came up with a whim and gathered at Fengming Mountain in the western suburbs of the imperial capital. Hundreds of people were invited, all of whom were students. Famous families, everyone brought their servants and family members with them, and sat around the mountains with fine wine and soft seats, drinking to their heart’s content, reciting poems and prose. At that time, I was in the imperial capital, so I followed to join in the fun.”

Yang Yan paused, as if he had returned to that era and that place, and continued, "At that time, the mountains and the ground were full of people. Wen Wushuang asked Mingyue's love from afar, and all the beautiful people knew... let Many people at the scene said that the country is unparalleled, but he is still a passionate son... and this person said, "The dragon soars thousands of miles, the phoenix sings proudly to the sky... It won the applause of the whole mountain."

Chang Huan and An Cuo were moved by this narration, and listened quietly, unable to bear to interrupt.

"Drinking that day, from noon to midnight... At midnight, this man sang "A Husband Should Do Something", which attracted all the people in the mountain to sing along, no matter men or women, no matter old or young, regardless of status, high or low, together Singing, the song reached the climax and emotion, it was earth-shattering, how many people cried bitterly, and the sound attracted thousands of people around to watch, how magnificent... But at the end of the song, when everyone sighed, only he looked up to the sky Laughing, resounding in the air in the mountains, with a handsome posture, he was attracted as a heavenly man! He held up an altar to drink, and said loudly, a man should guard his home and defend his country, throwing blood, why cry!"

Chang Huan didn't know why, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Yang Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Everyone present was infected and moved by his words, and many even prostrated and knelt down in front of him, expressing their loyalty... he was surrounded by beauties , but there is only one person in my eyes from beginning to end...Others may not have noticed it, but I noticed it at the time, just because my ideal person is beside his ideal person."

Chang Huan frowned slightly when he heard this, and finally asked, "Who is this person? But...Murong Yi?"

Yang Yan looked at Chang Huan, shook his head, and said slowly, "It's Murong Ji."

"Then who is his ideal?" Suddenly a tear welled up in Chang Huan's eyes.

Yang Yan said quietly, "Standing beside Ah Xun is your mother, Lin Yu'er...From that day on, your mother can no longer tolerate others..."

Chang Huan looked down and saw that his left hand was tightly held by An Cuo, shook his head and looked at Yang Yandao, "Yang Yan, I don't understand..."

Yang Yan sighed, "You understand, you just don't want to believe it..."

Chang Huan stumbled up and backed away, shaking his head and said, "No...you must be lying to me..."

Yang Yan looked at Chang Huan, saying, "Didn't you always want to know who your father is? Murong Ji is you..."

Chang Huan roared loudly, "Enough--"

While appeasing Chang Huan, An Cuo asked, "Then what does this have to do with Uncle San?"

Yang Yandao, "He assassinated Murong Ji and was arrested. Murong Ji said he wanted Changhuan in exchange for Azun."

Chang Huan raised his head fiercely, looked at Yang Yan in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "So, mother asked my uncle to come because I..."

There were tears in Chang Huan's eyes, but he suddenly smiled wryly and continued, "Let me change to Third Uncle?"

Yang Yan explained, "Murong Ji knows your identity, so he won't hurt you..."

"So, mother chose the third uncle...why am I the one who was not chosen every time...Why?" Just like ten years ago, the mother chose the third uncle, which is still indelible in Chang Huan's heart Scars, a hurdle that cannot be passed.

An Cuo couldn't bear to see Chang Huan cry, so he hugged her into his arms, looked at Yang Yan and said, "Murongji, when did you know about Chang Huan?"

Knowing what An Cuo meant, Yang Yan shook his head and said, "He didn't know before. Now,...I'm afraid it is, he already knows. I don't know when."

Chang Huan raised his eyes from An Cuo's shoulder and said, "Grandfather and the others, did they die because of him?"

Yang Yan closed his eyes, nodded, and after a long time, he said softly, "He is your father."

Chang Huan said, "He is the enemy of the Lin family..."