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- In my memory, the child who grew up with a runny nose, holding a book of Analects, and shaking his head flashed before my eyes.
Spring flowers and autumn moon, time is impermanent.
In front of our eyes, spring is passing and winter is coming, the grass is green and yellow, the winter snow is falling, and the rain is falling. Scenes that do not exist flash before the eyes of the fourth child of the Yang family.
When all illusions recede, the cold winter sunshine falls down.
In front of me, the scholar wearing a green shirt, with a calm temperament and a calm smile is no longer what he used to be.
Things are different and people are different.
¡°Hey, if Lian¡¯er knows anything underground, today¡¯s Feng Nian is enough to make her feel extremely proud.
??Looking at the scholar in front of him who was looking at him calmly, waiting for the answer.
The fourth child of the Yang family took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I know, I'll take you there!"
Say it, no more hesitation. Turning around, he headed towards a side door of the yard.
There is the core of the Yang family, the family study.
All the way down the steps, the people in front saw the ancient bronze sword in Yang Fengnian's hand, and remembered the tragic scene where the second son was beheaded just now. They were horrified and hurriedly avoided it.
For a moment, the dark crowd actually gave way to a passage.
As he walked down the steps, Yang Fengnian felt something in his heart and turned his head to take a look.
I saw it, under the shadow of a locust tree.
A green ghost was standing there, looking at him timidly.
Yang Fengnian stopped, turned his head, smiled at the ghost, and then slowly raised his right hand.
In the cyan sleeve robe, a soft suction force spreads towards the locust tree.
The blue ghost, like a puff of blue smoke, entered the sleeve robe.
"I will take you to realize your dream!"
Yang Fengnian smiled and said as he looked at the heavily guarded study inside the arch.
Through the arch, there is an elegant courtyard.
In the garden, a cobblestone path leads directly to the attic behind the rockery.
On both sides of the path, there are withered plum blossoms in winter.
Under the plum blossom tree, among the dilapidated fallen leaves, the dry but not messy petals can be vaguely seen, still blooming with bright pink.
Stepping on the fallen leaves spread on the cobblestones, a slight rustling sound sounded in the small courtyard.
When Yang Fengnian and the fourth child of the Yang family walked through the rockery and walked to the attic.
After a moment of silence in the attic, an old voice came: "Is it the fourth child?"
After hearing this, the fourth child stopped, glanced at the attic window, lowered his head, and saluted respectfully: "Father, is the Year of the Phoenix here?"
"Oh?" The old voice in the attic was a little surprised. Then, calmness soon returned,
After a short silence, the old voice sounded again, weak but full of majesty: "In that case, fourth brother, please step aside first. Fengnian and I have something to say!"
"Yes!" After hearing the words, the fourth child hesitated for a moment, but finally could not resist the fear left by his father for decades in his heart. He nodded and accepted the order. Then, he bowed and respectfully exited the small courtyard.
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After the fourth son of the Yang family retreated, only Yang Fengnian was left in the small courtyard, with an innocent soul hidden in his sleeve.
The cold wind of winter blew by, and in the yard, the dead leaves under the plum tree trembled, rising with the wind, and became messy everywhere.
After a while, there was a creak and the attic door was finally opened.
An old man with gray hair in Taoist robes appeared at the dim door.
After seeing Yang Fengnian standing in the yard, the old man glanced lightly with his dim eyes. Then he turned around and walked into the house: "Come in!"
The old voice came from the attic and echoed quietly in the small courtyard.
Outside the door, Yang Fengnian smiled, walked up the steps, and crossed the threshold.
The interior of the house is very crudely decorated, with a bronze lamp and copper stove at the door, and the Eight Diagrams Yin-Yang Fish on the wall opposite the door. Under the wall is a table and chairs. On the table, there is a pot of tea and two cups. Nothing else.
The walls on both sides are covered with banners filled with Taoist classics.
After entering the door, Yang Fengnian didn't pay any attention to the things in the room.
He walked directly to the chair next to the table and sat down.
"Didn't your mother teach you etiquette?" The old man with all white hair saw Yang Fengnian neither saluting nor saying hello to him. As if he didn't see himself, he sat down calmly and said nothing. His heart suddenly became unhappy and gray.He frowned, squinted his eyes, stared at Yang Fengnian and said coldly.
After hearing this, Yang Fengnian still didn¡¯t go to see him. He just picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.
Then he held the teacup and gently blew the tea powder in the teacup. When it was almost ready, he took a sip.
Holding the tea cup with both hands, he looked calmly at the door, looking at the warm sunshine in winter.
After a long time, Yang Fengnian¡¯s voice rose slightly and he said calmly: ¡°If you mention my mother again, I will kill you!¡±
When the old man heard this, he was suddenly shocked.
But the stable psychological quality developed by being in charge of the Yang family for many years still suppressed the anger in his heart.
Squinting his eyes, he stared at Yang Fengnian outside the door for a long time, and finally withdrew his gaze and sat down.
"What brought you here?" The old man held the tea and tried his best to look calm. But the slightly trembling teacup in his palm, and the constant ripples of tea in the tea cup, all revealed his uneasy heart at this time.
After Yang Fengnian heard the words, he gently rubbed the slightly hot tea cup with his fingers and said lightly: "The contract of betrayal, my mother's contract of betrayal!"
The old man turned his head and stared at Yang Fengnian. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "What if I don't give it?"
Yang Fengnian smiled, glanced down at the tea cup in his hand, and then dumped it on the ground. After placing the tea cup on the table, You smiled to himself. Then the voice was as calm as at the beginning, but full of endless murderous intent: "Kill you, and then I will find it myself!"
The old man¡¯s expression became ferocious, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, he stared at Yang Fengnian and sneered: ¡°What if you kill me and you don¡¯t get it?¡±
Yang Fengnian shrugged his shoulders, leaned on the chair, sighed softly, and said regretfully: "Then I have to kill everyone in the Yang family. Someone will definitely know!"
After hearing this, the old man became furious. Years of qi-nurturing skills were completely shattered.
With a snap, he slapped the table with one hand and stood up, pointed at Yang Fengnian, and said angrily: "I am your father, how dare you speak to me like this?"
Yang Fengnian turned his head and looked at him quietly without saying a word.
With just one look, the angry Yang family immediately silenced themselves and took several steps back in horror.
After seeing the fear in the eyes of the Yang family, Yang Fengnian looked away. Holding the chair with both hands, he slowly stood up.
With calm eyes, he looked at the warm sunlight and bright sky outside the door, and said calmly: "Okay, take out the deed of betrayal, I know it's here with you!"
"If it weren't for the ghost in my sleeve, I begged you.
Yang Fengnian didn¡¯t want to say more.
Just grab it directly!
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