Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked back to the courtyard where the eldest son's house was located. The glazed fish tank in the courtyard in front of the hall had been destroyed. Looking up at the plaque, it was written by his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng in regular script, saying "Hutian Yongchun". Almost all the time in the city is spent here. There are more than 6,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures, but it is completely different from the Wending Pavilion. There are very few martial arts secrets here, and they are all classics of various schools. The small building is simple and simple, but the windows are bright and clean. Open, you can observe the Southern Star and the Big Dipper.
At the back there is a Ganoderma lucidum courtyard with a small facade, with narrow side rooms on both sides. It was originally used to provide accommodation for servants, but the door of the eldest son's room was neglected, and the woman was cold-tempered and didn't like to make noise, so she left a personal maid in the side room. They are all used to place sundries. Many poems and essays written by Xuanyuan Jingcheng when she was young were thrown away in piles and scattered on the tables, chairs and floors. On the side of the corridor, there is a pair of male and female 1000-year-old Podocarpus pines, with intertwined roots and juxtaposed peaks and crowns, making it more and more desolate and frightening. Going further back, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the woman's private back hall. There were countless calligraphy and painting couplets, but she took them all away. The handling was too strenuous to survive.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked to the tea room with a view of the Longwang River, and saw her sitting quietly, with ashes lying beside her, and only a white jade scroll left in the painting, Xuanyuan Qingfeng said coldly: "Father killed the ancestor with the realm of the land god, Xuanyuan Jingyi was successfully attacked by Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao, and his grandfather was expelled down the mountain. Xu Fengnian, the eldest son of Beiliang, killed more than ten people in one breath outside Daxueping, and let the Qingqi followers hang their corpses at the Yimen Gate of Huishan, threatening that they would not accept any emblems. People from the mountains, now Huishan Hakkas go to three or four times out of ten, and most of the rest of the people choose to go down the mountain in the scattered rivers and lakes."
Only when the woman faced her daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng, could she not be so repulsive in her words and demeanor, and said with a soft smile: "Isn't this a good time for Qingfeng to take over Huishan? It can be said that there are internal and external troubles in the eyes of the sons of Beiliang. Those ministers of Zhongxing in the history books all stepped forward at such a time to turn the tide, so that people can be grateful and fearful at the same time, and control people's hearts. The four-character mantra of Ji is nothing but, if mother guessed correctly, Xuanyuan Jingcheng has already reached a secret agreement with His Royal Highness, except Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao's two clear chess pieces, there are still some dark chess pieces left untouched, right? Mother The most curious thing at the moment is that His Royal Highness has ever opened his mouth and asked Qingfeng to embarrass him? If he married into the Beiliang Palace as a side concubine, it would be fine. With the centuries-old foundation of the Huishan Xuanyuan family Dowry, there aren't many women in the world who have such a large sum of money, right?"
The woman's voice is soft and soft, very pleasant to the ear, but the implication in the words is narrated by her, but the scene at this moment is so cold that it is bone-chilling.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't stop laughing, he even burst into tears, and wiped his tears with his hand, saying: "I've let my mother down, His Royal Highness can't look down on this Huishan, let alone Xuanyuan, who can't even get the Rouge review." Qingfeng is gone. It's my mother's fault that you didn't make Qingfeng's birth even more troublesome!"
The woman was not angry, but just quietly waited for Xuanyuan Qingfeng to finish laughing. Seeing that the tears on her daughter's cheeks couldn't stop, she reached out to help wipe it off, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped it off severely. She still didn't take it seriously, and said softly: "The rats disappeared because of the lack of food, and the dogs went to sleep because of poverty. It's a pity that this refers to those small families, but although Huishan's energy is terribly damaged, it may not be true. What happened to Guniu Dagang today is a bit better than the fact that the first-line masters of the Wu Family Sword Tomb almost died in Beimang a hundred years ago. The prince of Beiliang hangs his corpse to shock everyone, clearly trying to build momentum for Qingfeng, if it is like you It is said that the son's ambition is not in Huishan, it is better, when he leads the troops away, if Qingfeng feels that his money is not enough to control the situation, he can seek some shelter from Longhushan. For a hundred years, one prospers and the other suffers, and distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, which means we and Longhushan."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "In the final analysis, I still ask for help."
The woman murmured softly: "If a person lives for the rest of his life, there is no one who does not ask for help from the king of heaven and earth."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "The son left more than a hundred Qingqi in Huishan, saying that he wanted them to be responsible for carrying the copy of the secret book of Wending Pavilion back to Beiliang."
The woman smiled and said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng once said something, it's rare for my mother to remember it. The talent in the belly of a man is ten thousand catties, which is less than four or two in the chest of a woman. From my mother's point of view, His Royal Highness obviously still has ideas about Qing Feng. Yes. It doesn’t matter if you are a princess on the side of Beiliang or not. The bells and bells of princely families may not be all blessings for women. But if you can take advantage of the situation to stabilize Huishan, it will be the top priority right now. Mother One more word, regardless of Yuan Tingshan's talent, don't meet each other in the future. No matter how high the achievement of a Jianghu martial artist is, it is not as beneficial and beneficial as a word from the son of Beiliang. In a short time, the son of Beiliang can only be close and not alienated. What kind of situation is it, just take one step and watch one step, just like playing chess, Qingfeng should not be in a hurry to settle down and take root."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was in a daze, absent-minded, stretched out his hand and poured himself a glass of wine, the wine was still warm and fragrant, he raised his head and took a sip.
The woman who was no longer young had soft eyes and said with a smile: "Put a glass of osmanthus wine into your mouth, and two peach blossoms will appear on your face."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng said flatly: "This is written by father."
She calmly said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng has said so much and written so much, there will always be a few sentences that will be remembered. Ancient books record that there are many ancient osmanthus in Zhaoyao Mountain, but when my mother went up the mountain, there were not many left. Tang osmanthus is the oldest and most luxuriant, and every autumn, the osmanthus seeds are like rain, flourishing but not flattering."
She hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "It's like Xuanyuan Jingcheng's behavior in the world."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng clenched his wine glass tightly, raised his head and stared at her, gritted his teeth and choked with sobs: "Wouldn't it be extremely ironic to talk about my father now?!"
She said indifferently: "Did Mother ever say that Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not good?"
The corner of Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mouth was bitten, blood oozing from the wine glass, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Mother, did you ever like daddy, even a little bit?"
She shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered like crazy, and said: "That means I have never liked it before. Poor dad has been studying for you for 20 years, and he has read the most ridiculous land fairy in the world for thousands of years!"
She didn't refute.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng threw away the wine glass, got up abruptly, and when his back was facing her, he said in a deep voice: "Mother, don't worry, Dad has worked so hard to create the current situation, Qingfeng will definitely do his best to keep Huishan from falling, so that mother can live a peaceful life Steady old age!"
She still didn't make a sound.
When Xuanyuan Qingfeng left the courtyard, she got up slowly, picked up the hot wine pot without feeling any pain, and walked straight to Daxueping.
After the rain, the sky is sunny, and the scenery of Daxueping is pleasant.
When she came to the edge of the cliff, she showed a beautiful smile that no one had ever seen before, "Jingcheng, I won't be angry with you anymore."
She leapt.