"Where is my third brother? Third brother!"
Shang Zhengyu was about to walk inward, but was stopped by Ling Feixian. Ling Feixian informed Shang Zhengyu and Li Yanxue about Master Zhiwen, and everyone was filled with emotion for a while. No one expected that Duan Yifei's father was Duan Shaohuang, one of the famous Four Swords in the World. What's more, what was unexpected was that the father and son had separated the Yin and Yang before they recognized each other, and they didn't even have the chance to say a word.
The originally noisy and festive East Courtyard suddenly became quiet. No one walked towards the room inside for a while. Even the second sister Li Yanxue shook her head and didn't know what to say. Fengyue Qizi, except for the sixth brother Qin Feng, is still both parents, and the others are basically orphans or people with misfortune. They can better understand Duan Yifei's feelings at this time.
Fengyue Qizi knew that for Duan Yifei, his mother who was locked on Shenxiao Mountain and his father who only left a vague impression were the two biggest obsessions in his heart. It was precisely because of this that he chose to join Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion. But who would have thought that his meeting with his father would eventually turn into a farewell.
After more than 20 years of expectation, there is only silence left at this moment.
Shang Zhengyu pulled off the green bamboo wine barrel around his waist and walked towards the room where Duan Yifei was. Li Yanxue walked side by side with him, and behind him were Chu Linxu, Qin Feng and Ziqi. No one spoke, and all words were redundant at this moment.
The door of the room was pushed open by Shang Zhengyu first. Duan Yifei, who moved a stool and sat alone at the head of the bed, had already known about their arrival, but he had no intention of turning around and didn't even want to say a word. Everyone walked to the bed and looked at Master Zhiwen who was still frozen in extreme cold. Shang Zhengyu was the first to put his hand on Duan Yifei's shoulder and whispered: "Third brother, no matter what you want, brothers are here."
Duan Yifei's body, like a sculpture, shook slightly, and inexplicable thoughts flowed through his eyes, and he slowly spoke: "Juexin told me that his master had been inspired by a monk and became a monk. This person is the abbot of the Amitabha Temple in Liangzhou. I want to take him there to see what kind of person he was in the past, and why he left me and my mother in Shenxiao Mountain without caring about it."
At this moment, Duan Yifei could not completely accept the fact that Master Zhiwen was his father, so he only replaced him with "he" in his words.
"If you want to go, hesitation is not your style." Li Yanxue still spoke so directly, but Duan Yifei not only did not feel harsh, but felt extremely friendly. This is his second sister.
Shang Zhengyu continued, "San brother, don't worry, what belongs to you. When we arrive on the battlefield, we will ask the captives for your share together!"
Speaking of the lord, Duan Yifei's fist placed on his knees couldn't help but tighten, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Although it suddenly disappeared, it was immersed in the deepest part of Duan Yifei's eyes.
"Then please give me some advice.
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Duan Yifei's wish was settled, and he got up a little more relaxed. He put Master Zhiwen into the coffin that had been prepared long ago and fixed it. After closing the lid of the coffin, he carried the coffin on his shoulder with one hand and walked out with great strides.
As soon as he entered the hospital, Duan Yifei saw Ling Feixian, Bai Fuqiu, Wanyan Jing, Juexin, Liu An, Xiao Cui and others standing in front of his room, as if they were waiting for him, and suddenly felt mixed feelings in his heart.
"I worry everyone. Duan Yifei is going to travel for a while and may not be able to participate in the next battle. I hope the army will fight bravely to fight the enemy. I am waiting for news of everyone's triumphant success in Liangzhou!"
"Feixian and you." Ling Feixian seemed to have expected this result and had already prepared her luggage. Duan Yifei nodded without saying anything. The two of them soared into the air one after another. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared at the end of the south.
====Once you enter the rivers and lakes, you will be a miserable person====
The renovation of the East Gate of Langfu has been completed, and the reconstruction of various parts of the inner city is also in an orderly manner. Without the pressure from the north, the people in Langfu City have shown more smiling faces in the past few days than in the past few months. It has not snowed for several days, but the Hugang camp, which is hundreds of miles apart, shows no sign of attacking Langfu under the strict monitoring of Zheng Pingyi.
From the mouths of several scattered soldiers who were captured, Wei Jin and Zheng Pingyi learned that the northern region's scattered groups were migrating to the hinterland of Yunzhou before the real extreme cold came. Wu Lu had already brought some troops back in advance to participate in the migration of the enemy, and had already destroyed the extra energy to deal with Langfu.
Wei Jin and Zheng Pingyi looked at each other and smiled. The Great Wei army could finally take a breath. However, they still did not relax under their rule. You must know that their purpose was not to defend Langfu, but to recover the entire Yunzhou! Even counterattack the Northern Region! We must not let the soldiers of the Great Wei army have the slightest idea of ​​slack off.
The Beiming Family Army and the Rebels of Fengyu Pavilion have completely integrated into the Langfu family during this period. Everyone is from the Central Plains, so there will naturally be no gap. Nangong Ye and Nangong Fu ran to the East Courtyard with Mu Zheng every few days, and Beiming Xuanxuan even moved directly into the East Courtyard. Qin Feng was also ridiculed by Shang Zhengyu and others. Now the East Courtyard is well-known in Langfu, and everyone knows that the heroes who saved Langfu from water and fire several times in the war with the enemy. Shang Zhengyu and others who lived there have become the guardian saints of Langfu in the hearts of the people.
At this moment, Langfu changed his previous depressedness and showed unprecedented vitality.
Before I knew it, New Year's Eve arrived as scheduled.
Taking advantage of the wind and snow, refugees who were originally everywhere in Langfu City also dispersed south under the dispatch of Zheng Pingyi and Wei Jin. The city has been repaired by the people. Although the resources are limited, it cannot be decorated like in previous years, the red lanterns hung on every family have also brought Langfu a little joy.
gas.
Everyone in the East Court refused Wei Jin's invitation, so Zheng Pingyi simply sent several chefs and servants to the East Courtyard to prepare for the New Year.
That night, everyone in the East Courtyard placed the round table in the yard at the suggestion of Shang Zhengyu. The whole family sat around, looking at the snow and ice around them that were not yet pure white, and having dinner and chatting, which was a rare pleasure.
Shang Zhengyu, Qin Feng, Chu Linxu, Ziqi, Li Yanxu, Bai Fuqi, Wanyan Jing, Liu An, Nangong Ye, Nangong Fu, Bei Ming Xuanxuan, except for Juexin who did not have the same table as everyone because of fasting, all the others have arrived.
Duan Yifei left, and the East Courtyard followed Shang Zhengyu. After Liu An left the seat early for other trivial matters, all the rest were peers of similar age. There was no wine here, but tea instead of wine was not a good thing. In this war-torn era, it was already a luxury to have a free time to gather together and have a good reunion dinner.
"For Langfu and to completely drive the captives out of Yunzhou, come, let's drink this cup again!"
With Shang Zhengyu here, the dinner will naturally not be lonely, and the atmosphere suddenly comes in between cups and cups.
"Juexin, come on, let's go out and set off firecrackers!"
Although Shang Zhengyu strongly invited her, Xiao Cui still knew her identity and did not sit at the same table with everyone. At this moment, he pulled Juexin to eat. The two of them held firecrackers and hung them on the old tree at the door. Looking at the white smoke rising from the sandalwood lit in his hands and Juexin, Xiao Cui suddenly felt as if she was a different world.
Shang Zhengyu and everyone had already walked to the door at some point. He nodded to Xiao Cui and said, "Xiao Cui, after clicking this whip, if you want, go back to the Zhao family's courtyard to take a look."
"Thank you, Master Shang." Xiao Cui bowed happily. Although she was kicked out of the house by Mrs. Zhao, that was a misunderstanding after all. Moreover, the house of Zhao was where Xiao Cui grew up, and it was always her home in her heart.
The auspicious time has come, and every household lit the firecrackers at the door of their house at the same time. For a moment, the city was hustle and bustle, mixed with laughter and crackling of firecrackers, diluting the sadness of the past, the joy and hope that came.
Xiao Cui waved goodbye to Juexin and ran to the east courtyard gate with joy. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a gorgeous carriage stopping at the entrance of the east courtyard. The coachman respectfully lifted the curtain with a crested stick. He saw four beautiful women walking from the carriage and laughing to the east courtyard gate.
Chapter completed!