Song Yuanhuanzhi

In the dark alley, a majestic and burly man was subdued and escorted out by two people.

The burly man had thick eyebrows and a square face, with a majestic appearance. His muscles were bouncing, and it felt like his clothes would burst immediately.

But the mighty and domineering look in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows turned into a fool's errand in the next breath.

"Wu, Wu, Wu..."

The boy looked at Uncle An next to him in confusion, "Uncle An, does he know you?"

Wu Yan felt that he couldn't say those three words, so he said goodbye directly, "Sir, I, I am Wu Yan, the master of the September Hall of Chaohuan Pavilion. I, I have always admired you very much. I have admired the Wu family army since I was a child. It's a pity that you died just when I was about to join the army."

The boy's eyebrows were raised, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide in an O shape.

What did he hear?
Uncle An is dead?

The boy turned his head and looked at Uncle An up and down. Could it be that everything the storyteller said was true and that there were really ghosts in the world?
The boy stretched out his little hand and poked the thigh of the person next to him. It was soft and warm.

"Uncle, me"

Han Cheng, who had subdued Wu Yan, saw this and quickly turned off the boy's mic manually to silence him.

The boy glared at Han Cheng.

Hancheng avoided looking, looking innocent.

Wu Yan realized that what he expressed might be a bit distorted, and quickly made up for it: "Later, later I found out that you were not dead, so I was very happy for you. Later, you did not return to the court, so I did not join the Wu family army. From now on, you will Will you return to the court?"

The boy was the Supreme Emperor Zhou Wei. He slapped Han Cheng's hand away and said, "Do you mean that you will join the army when Uncle An returns to the court?"

Wu Yan paused and shook his head in denial.

Zhou Wei rolled his eyes, "Then why do you ask?"

Wu Yan smiled naively, scratched his head, and said: "I have become the master of the hall, so naturally I won't go, but I can let my son go! A son inherits his father's ambition, it's the same."

The four people on the side: "..."

Luo Gao looked at Wu Yan, the shock in his eyes still ringing.

Finally, Marquis Wu An spoke: "What is the purpose of your visit?"

Only then did Wu Yan regain his consciousness and said with an upright and solemn expression: "Marquis Wu'an, I have been ordered by the master of the pavilion to deliver a message to you."

Wu Yan took out a letter from his arms.

Seeing this, Luo Gao quickly took it and presented it to Marquis Wu'an.

Marquis Wu'an took the letter. There was not much in it, but it was concise and concise but hit the point.

Marquis Wu An folded the letter and glanced at Zhou Wei from the corner of his eye.

Wu Yan looked directly at Marquis Wu An, waiting for his next answer.

Marquis Wu An said calmly: "Both Fu Yuanzhi and Song Yi are in prison. Are they still qualified to discuss cooperation with me?"

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, then he said with blind admiration: "The master of the pavilion has his own arrangements."

Wu Yan admired this pavilion master who was able to build Chaohuan Pavilion with nothing. In just a few years, he became a legend in the world.

What's more, knowing that the Pavilion Master was just a poor scholar in the past made him admire him even more.

Of course, he also admires Marquis Wu An. It is common for one person to worship two heroes~
……

Tianjia Village, twenty miles outside the capital.

A group of people entered the village slowly.

The villagers had never seen such a battle before. When they saw these people, they either stayed away or lowered their heads and lowered their presence.

One of the men was very close, holding a hoe in his hand. He just wanted to wait for the men and horses to leave quickly so he could continue working. However, one of the men came over on a horse and asked, "Where are Fu Xuelin's family?"

As the other party approached, the man thought he was going to be in trouble. After the other party asked, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "Go back to the uncle, Fu Langjun is in the third house from the end of the village." After asking this question, the villagers were all thinking. Did Fu Xuelin's family offend some big shot? Everyone was shrinking their necks, but no one dared to tell the news in advance.

Suddenly, people appeared at the door of Fu's house.

From the horse, you can see the general situation of the entire Fu family.

It is no different from an ordinary farmhouse. The only difference may be that the entire yard is very clean. It is not as dirty as other farmhouses and does not care about some details.

Clothes were still soaking in the basin next to the well, and most of the bucket was still filled with water. The ground was still wet. It was obvious that a bucket of water had just been fetched from the well to prepare for washing clothes.

There is also a bamboo pole on the other side, with clothes hanging to dry.

The two men on the horse looked at each other and then got off the horse.

There was a knock on the outside door.

Mrs. Fan, who was busy in the room, wiped her hands with the apron around her waist. While wiping her hands, she shouted: "Coming, coming!"

As soon as Fan came out to the yard and looked at the people outside the door, he was stunned.

Fan was stunned for a short time. After she came to her senses, she removed the bolt from the door and opened the door.

The two men who came on horseback from outside the house knelt down on one knee and said at the same time: "Miss, I asked my subordinates and others to take you and your uncle back to your home."

After hearing this, Fan's eyes turned red and tears fell instantly.

She had been through so much hardship these past few years that she didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Mrs. Fan hurriedly wiped her tears with her sleeves, controlled her expression, and said to the guests: "Father has severed ties with me. Now, I am not a big girl. You can go back."

It's not that Fan didn't understand anything. She knew from the recent news that the Fan family was about to take action.

She was and still is just a pawn in the family.

Although life is a little harder now, she knows she is satisfied and does not expect too much.

Moreover, they had withdrawn from the circle of the capital for too long, and if they got involved all at once, they would only die faster.

Xianggong is different from Fu Yuanzhi and Song Yi.

The people who made friends with Xianggong in the beginning were all secretly going to the Fan family, Xiang family or Zhang family. When what happened later, although they didn't add insult to injury, no one was willing to come out to help.

Now, when they go back, they just want to return to the way they were before. If there is anything to go back to, they will miss what they have.

Besides, she is the daughter of the Fan family, and she knows that the Fan family's plans are not small. If it succeeds, she will be a pawn. If it fails, she will also be an abandoned one, and she will have to die with her.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that life was pretty good now.

The two subordinates looked at each other with surprised expressions in their eyes. Neither of them expected that the eldest girl would actually refuse.

The Fan family is at its peak, and now everyone is rushing to fawn over them. I have never seen anyone stay away from her, and the other person is the daughter of the family head.

"Girl, the head of the family said that what happened in the past is in the past, and it's not too late for you to go back now."

"At the beginning, the head of the family had no choice. The Fan family was falsely accused of colluding with foreign tribes. The emperor was afraid and was in danger, so he had no time to take care of it. Now that the truth of the matter has been revealed and the culprit has been captured, you will not be wronged again when you return to Beijing."

Fan frowned.

She grasped the point, "What do you mean the culprit has been caught?"

"Young lady, you don't know. Fu Yuanzhi and his wife colluded with foreigners and faked their own deaths to deceive the emperor. They were captured by Mr. Wen in Jian'an County some time ago and are now on their way to Beijing."

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