Her Fool General

Standing at the dock, watching the fleet go away, until the fleet becomes a small black spot in the field of vision, the people who come to see them off slowly leave.

"Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo!"

Located at the junction of Beichen and Dongyun, a man with white face and peach blossom eyes sneezed several times in a row. He frowned and rubbed his nose: "who is calling me

Bai Wushuang came from behind the man with a snow-white fox fur and put it on him.

"It's very cold in winter in the valley. I dare to wear such thin clothes."

The white faced man or doctor Fu leaned on the big tree beside him: "that's right. When you are old, you just can't do it."

Dr. Fu's eyes were on the white fog that filled the whole holy medical valley. It seemed that he was looking into the distance through the fog.

Bai Wushuang smokes the corner of his mouth

Just looking at the appearance of doctor Fu, it is said that some people believe him in his twenties, but when they look into his eyes, it contains the indifference after vicissitudes.

"If a CEN is so old, what should we say? Half of my body is in the ground? "

Yu Gong, the former housekeeper of the prime minister's residence, or Yu Gong, whose surname is Yu Minggong and the character is qianxu, came over with a smile: "what are you doing here in the morning? Wushuang thought you ran away again. Ha ha. "

"In qianxu, the disaster has lasted for thousands of years. You still live a long life."

Doctor Fu took a white look at Yu Gong: "I'm too old to run."

"Tut Tut, look at you. I don't know. I think you're an old monster. You're not old at all."

Yu Gong chuckled: "besides, in order to keep up with you, it seems that Wushuang is much younger these two days?"

Because of their superb martial arts and superb medical skills, even those who are already grandparents, they can't see much time on their faces. Yu Gong, the biggest one, looks like a calm middle-aged man.

Wushuang immediately opened his mouth, so as not to pair up again: "go back to breakfast first."

"Oh."

Doctor Fu nodded slightly, turned and walked back, muttering as he walked: "I'm just surprised that we old guys have been plagued for thousands of years, but young people don't think our lives are long."

Bai Wushuang heard the words, and then continued to follow doctor Fu as usual.

After receiving the letter from Yun An two days ago, doctor Fu has been in a bad mood.

Several people's figures gradually disappeared in the dense white fog, and the holy medical Valley, which outsiders have not been able to find, is as quiet as ever.

Fujia village.

Fu Yinghe, who had been wandering abroad for several years and finally returned home in fine clothes, attracted many people's attention. Many people would stop for a moment when they passed the luxurious house where the Fu family originally lived.

However, the Fu family is very low-key, Fu Yuan is no longer a village head, and has no intention of making friends with anyone else, so few people have met them so far.

Today, the Fu family has a special guest.

"Yinghe, I haven't seen you for several years. I thought there was no time to see you again."

Fu Yinghe put down the tea cup in his hand, and his face was as beautiful as ever: "Uncle Wang, long time no see."

Wang Huaian, who used to be the magistrate of Wang County, laughed and said directly, "I don't know if Yinghe can give me a shelter?"

Wang Huai'an was also a man of great wealth at that time. The most important thing was that he was dedicated to serving the people. That's why he became a close friend with Fu Yinghe.

"I wanted to ask Uncle Wang to stay here, but now you are the first one."

Fu Yinghe chuckled: "Uncle Wang, please rest assured to stay."

At this time, Fu Yuan came in from the outside and looked at Wang Huaian with a little surprise: "why is brother Wang here? Brother, do you have any results when you go to look for relatives? "

Wang Huaian sighed: "although I have found my father, my father is in a state of confusion. I have no place to live. I have to stay with my brother Fu first."

Wang Huai'an has cherished the common people for decades, but it's a pity that God's will has made people separated from each other. Even though his wife and children are separated, he still admits to be a father, but he finally finds his relatives, although his ambition is exhausted in the end.

"I'll tell you what."

Fu Yuan went to Wang Huaian and patted him on the shoulder. Then he sat down and said, "take this place as your home."

"Obedience is better than respect."

Wang Huaian stood up and bowed.

"Don't be so polite again."

Fu Yuan tone seems to have some blame: "but brother, you are really not ready to go back to court?"

"I didn't tell them when I came back this time."

In a word, it shows Wang Huaian's attitude.

Yu Qian is the zhangbo who followed Huaian before. He has become the new magistrate of Anhuai County under the recommendation of Wang Huaian. He came to see Fu Yuan two days ago.

"So good."

Fu Yinghe saw it most thoroughly and looked most insipid.

The struggle in the officialdom can not be carried on with righteousness in mind. The dark side behind his back is enough to destroy a person. Wang Huai's peace of mind is too just, so he is not suitable to be in the court.

Wang Huaian nodded: "yes, my father can't do without people's care now, so good."

After drinking tea for a while, Wang Huaian asked, "by the way, Yinghe, you are back. What about Rongyue? Isn't she some Princess Su? Can you come back? "

The news that Ning Rongyue has passed is still a secret in the imperial capital.

Fu Yinghe's fingers trembled slightly and put down his cup: "Uncle Wang, Rongyue can't come back."

Wang Huaian recognized the unknown meaning in Fu Yinghe's words: "Yinghe?"

Fu Yinghe looked at Fu Yuan, who was stiff all over, and sighed, "Uncle Wang, the melting moon is gone."

"What?"

Wang Huaian stands up and looks at Fu Yuan in disbelief. He seems to want to hear him say a negative answer.

"The moon is gone."

Fu Yuan's hands were trembling. It was not necessarily an escape for them to leave the imperial palace.

Wang Huaian sat back in his chair and looked at Fu Yinghe.

Fu Yinghe pondered for a moment and then said the truth: "therefore, Rongyue is now buried in the ice room."

Wang Huaian's lips trembled twice, and then covered his face dejectedly. He felt inexplicable powerlessness in his heart. It seemed that he was teased by fate. His mood now is the same as that when he learned that he had recognized a thief as a father. That child was raised as a child.

Fu Yinghe lowered his eyelids and looked cold: "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry."

After a moment of silence, Wang Huaian finally picked up his mood: "just, just."

Fu Yinghe stood up and said, "Uncle Wang, we'd better go to settle grandfather Wang first, but how many people need to be arranged to watch?"

Wang Huaian carefully examined Fu Yinghe, who was full of dignity. At least he had been a magistrate for a period of time. When he thought of what Fu Yinghe had said before, it was enough to see that Fu Yinghe was also a valuable person in the imperial capital, and he didn't know what Fu Yinghe had experienced in these years.

"There's no need to arrange people. I'll take care of my father myself before I can fulfill my filial duty all these years."