romantic flower

Six-petal snowflakes fluttered in the air, and on the cool attic, a proud figure stared quietly into the distance.

Fengxue building.

The streets in the distance were steaming hot, and some of the falling snowflakes turned into smaller snowflakes when they touched the hot air rushing towards the sky.

The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and this should be Yan Yun's first real good year.

Looking around, Youzhou is full of prosperity. It is no longer the desolation and barrenness of a year ago. Attics are erected everywhere. The seven-storey Fengxue building can't take the entire Youzhou city into sight.... ..

well------

Song Yi sighed, and suddenly a little girl carved in pink and jade tugged at the corner of Song Yi's clothes, raised her pink face and called for Daddy, and opened her little hands to hug her.

Song Yi smiled slightly, bent down and hugged Xiao An'an!Xiao An chirped, and kissed him crisply on the face, with a smile on his face.

"Baby girl, who brought you here?" Song Yi looked towards the stairs, but couldn't see anyone, so he couldn't help asking his daughter with a smile.

"Yes...it's Miss Sister..." Xiao An'an said in a childish voice, Song Yi looked up and saw a pair of dangling little feet shaking on the top of the attic.

He angrily shouted at Fuyao above: "People who have already passed the gate are still so ostentatious, sitting like this is easy to freeze your body..."

Fuyao giggled, and a kite turned over and jumped down from the top of the attic, making a grimace and said with a smile: "The snow is not deep yet, not to mention that there are cushions I placed on the top floor, so it won't freeze."

Song Yi walked over, pinched Fuyao's tender cheeks and taught him a lesson: "You teach by precepts and deeds like this, and in the future, Xiao An'an will learn that you are so restless. How can I teach you?"

Fuyao wrinkled his nose and argued unhappily: "Isn't it good for me... But you said it yourself, you like my unrestrained temperament the most."

After finishing speaking, her cheeks were slightly blushing, and she glanced at little An'an, as if she was worried that An'an would understand the funny things Song Yi said to her between the beds.

"Little aunt is blushing...hug..." Xiao An'an giggled, opened her little hands and grabbed her father who was about to abandon her, and grabbed into Fuyao's arms.

Song Yi smiled helplessly and sent Xiao An'an to Fuyao's arms, but he hugged Fuyao into his arms and asked, "Why did you bring Xiao An'an here?"

"Guests who came to the capital at home want to see you!"

"Oh? Who is it?" Song Yi was slightly surprised, feeling a little dazed.

This year has passed, Song Yi and his family have never been to Jiangnan again after all, and with the northward relocation of Jiangnan's business, the prosperity of Yanyun is no less than that of Bianzhou and other places, and the prosperity and prosperity of Youzhou are faint. It has become the place where wealthy businessmen from all over the world flock to relocate.

At this time, the folk rumors are all about the wiseness of King Yanyun, and the people's livelihood of Yanyun is a topic of endless discussion!The difference from a year ago is that it is no longer as easy as it was a year ago to become a registered permanent residence in Youzhou.Although Song Yi didn't do it intentionally, but because the wealthy households in Youzhou built civil engineering and developed commerce in a year, there are not many vacant lots in the city now. Outside the city gates of Youzhou, construction has continued There are many small cities for residents who migrated from the north and the south...

The impression that the north is cold and bitter, this impression seems to have made too many people entangled in doubts this year, because too many businessmen from the north to the south of the Yangtze River have become more and more generous, gradually stirring up the business situation in the south.

Compared with the rapid development in the north, the area south of the capital seems to be surging!Since last autumn, some conflicts have finally erupted between the faction in the capital and the faction of the Seventh Prince in the south of the Yangtze River.

And this contradiction originated from the move to cut power in the capital. Jiangnan's resistance was so strong that one day the Seventh Prince raised the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, which shocked the government and the public...

The sudden turmoil almost shocked the whole world. The Seventh Prince, who didn't have much real power, suddenly got the support of some swaying forces. On the other side of the capital, because Zhao Ze and the new emperor were supported by Wang Weishi and others Naturally, it is impossible for Wang Weishi to deny his position and bow to the Seventh Prince!Even if Wang Weishi had such an idea, the queen mother behind the curtain would never agree!

Therefore, in those days after the autumn, two factions gradually formed around the imperial throne in the capital, and the power of the court was finally no longer in the hands of Wang Weishi alone. It is the strength of resistance that rebounded.

Once in the court hall facing the Seventh Prince's side, seven veteran officials crashed and died on the court pillar on the spot, which shocked the court and the public, and also made Wang Weishi powerless.

But after all, that is a matter of the capital, and has nothing to do with Yan Yun...

When Song Yi asked at this time, he was naturally surprised.

"It's Jiangcheng who came!"

Just as Fuyao finished speaking, Song Yi let out a groan, and suddenly looked at the bottom of Fengxue Tower. A person walked over there, and when he raised his head, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his gray hair quietly appeared...

Song Yi's expression moved slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Jiang Cheng, don't come here without any problems!"

Downstairs, the vicissitudes of life figure, with fists in their hands, shouted to the imposing figure upstairs in Fengxue: "Blessing of the prince..."

Afterwards, the guards of Fengxue Tower led Jiang Cheng to the attic of Fengxue Tower.

When we meet again, things are not the same, and people are not the same after all...

The moment he stood in front of Song Yi, Jiang Cheng's eyes turned red, filled with tears, and he let out a long sigh sadly.

Fuyao hugged Xiao Anan and went downstairs to find her mother. Song Yi also stared at this man who was always in the capital with mixed feelings. After a while, he opened his hands and hugged Jiangcheng who came from afar!

After serving new tea, the two sat in the wind and snow in the Fengxue Building, filled with emotion but speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Jiang Cheng sighed: "Your world-famous Fengxue Tower is really good. It is seven stories high and better than the seven-level pagoda. I heard that you recruit talents and scholars in this Fengxue Tower..."

"That's right, the meaning of Fengxue Tower is to build a seven-level pagoda. It's also a kind act to take good talents, and I don't dare to be careless!" Song Yi laughed.

"Well! When I arrived in Youzhou, I realized that I had lived in the capital for too long, and I actually hated it..."

"Brother Jiang Cheng, aren't you really disgusted?" Song Yi stared at Jiang Cheng's gray temples meaningfully, and asked in a complicated tone.

Jiang Cheng gave a bitter smile, and sighed: "You know, Wang Weishi is getting old, and she is the one who supports the court. Although she is hateful, she is always pitiful..."

Song Yi's eyes were complicated and he remained silent.

Jiang Cheng stared at Song Yi, earnestly said: "She asked me to tell you...the child has learned to call Daddy..."

Song Yi trembled and crushed a teacup, his fingertips were bleeding instantly...