In the Qin Dynasty, Mingyue and his fleeting years lived up to the return of the common monarch

Yeliuhua taught Chenxi swordsmanship, and Xinghun accidentally bumped into him a few times, and the two were unexpectedly harmonious together. Although Xinghun was a little puzzled, he didn't bother to care about the relationship between the two of them.

Left and right Chenxi is sincere to Ye Liuhua, if Ye Liuhua can really let go of the past, he doesn't mind if Ye Liuhua really marries her.

But with Ye Liuhua's temperament, how could he accept the daughter of an enemy?

In the evening, Xinghun took Shao Siming to the lake for a walk, and as expected, he heard the music played by the qin and flute.

Xinghun stopped and looked at the two figures in the stone pavilion with great interest. Based on his knowledge of the music, the Chenxi guqin who was born as the princess of Daqin played really well, and Ye Liuhua also played the guqin as rumored in the past. A good flute.

Wanting to see if Ye Liuhua was acting on the spot or if he was sincere, Xinghun was about to step forward when he suddenly saw Feng Zikong walking towards Taniguchi with two dead soldiers leading two horses.

"You go first, my son and I will be there later." Feng Zikong waved his hands to signal the two dead men to lead the horses to Taniguchi to wait, and he stepped forward to bow to Xinghun and Shao Siming, "Young master, elder .”

"What are you guys doing again?" Xinghun wondered.

"This...Young Master is going to Xianyang." Feng Zikong hesitated and told the truth.

"What?" Xinghun frowned suddenly.

Is Ye Liuhua crazy? How dare he go to Xianyang City if he is seriously injured?

"Tomorrow is the anniversary of my wife's death, and the young master will go to pay respects every year." Feng Zikong replied, "Don't worry, young master, this subordinate will personally accompany you by your side."

Xinghun suddenly remembered that in the cemetery behind the medical hall there were only monuments of three generations of the Ye family's grandparents, and the tombstone of Ye Liuhua's father Ye Qi belonged to him alone, not a joint burial of husband and wife.

"His mother's tombstone is outside Xianyang City?" Xinghun wondered, "Why isn't it in Chasing Wind Valley?"

"The place where the second master buried his wife is the place where he and his wife met for the first time. These years, the young master has never thought of moving his wife's tomb into the valley to be buried with the second master." Feng Zikong explained, "The second master and the young master probably don't want to let the wife Such a kind person should be stained with the blood of the prison net. And..."

"and?"

"Master... never accepted Madam." Feng Zikong smiled wryly, "Master always believed that it was Madam's existence that made Er Ye unintentionally inherit the prison net, and Madam was the disaster of the Ye family. Er Ye never brought Madam into In Yanzhong, besides not wanting her to be involved in the disputes in Jianghu, the master's opposition is also an important reason."

Xinghun's eyes were deep, if his ancestors of the Gan family were still there, he probably wouldn't accept Shao Si's order.

After a moment of silence, Xinghun looked at Feng Zikong and asked Ye Liuhua a question he had failed to ask a few days ago: "When is Ye Liuhua's birthday?"

Feng Zikong's body froze immediately, and it took him a long time to say: "Tomorrow."

tomorrow?Shao Si Ming and Xing Hun looked at Feng Zikong in shock at the same time.Isn't that...

"Young Master, please don't bring up this matter in front of the Young Master." Feng Zikong pleaded.

"What's going on?" Xinghun clenched his fists.

"Just as the young master thought, the son's birthday is also the wife's death day." Feng Zikong replied slowly, "More than that, the master, the second master, including the third master who passed away not long ago, all died in late autumn."

Xinghun was at a loss for words for a moment, he thought that what Ye Liuhua said was no longer his birthday because the dead man had no concept of lifespan, but the truth turned out to be like this.

"Get another horse." Xinghun ordered slowly.

"Young master..." Feng Zikong was taken aback for a moment, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Liuhua approaching, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly saluted, "Young master."

"Young master." Ye Liuhua also bowed to Xinghun, "I will return in two days, and I will not enter the city. Zikong is enough to protect me. You don't need to follow me personally..."

"As long as you pay homage, don't you allow me to go and see the innocent soul of Gan's family?" Xinghun squinted at him, and looked at Chen Xi who was behind him, who seemed very obedient and obedient, with great interest.

Ye Liuhua laughed: "That's it, I will obey the young master's order."

After saying that, Ye Liuhua turned around and said gently to Chen Xi: "Yun Shu, go back."

Chen Xi looked at him worriedly: "Brother Lin'an...you must be careful. Come back early."

"Okay." Ye Liuhua agreed, and Chen Xi reluctantly left.

"Yunshu, Chenxi. Lin'an, Liuhua." Xinghun played with taste, "Which one is the real you and which one is the real her?"

"It's not important." Ye Liuhua smiled slightly.

"You and her..." Xinghun raised his eyebrows.

"Young master knows better than me, right?" Ye Liuhua didn't want to explain more.The fewer people who know about Chenxi, the better, even Xinghun doesn't need to know.

"I'm just curious, what made you decide to act." Xinghun smiled half-smile, "And, are you sure you didn't join the act?"

"Naturally." Ye Liuhua raised his eyes and looked directly at his scrutinizing gaze calmly, "Why did the young master go out of the valley with me on purpose, let's just tell him directly."

Xinghun snorted and didn't ask further: "Let's go."

But Ye Liuhua glanced at Shao Siming: "The mountain road is difficult, if the elder feels uncomfortable, please tell me to slow down in time."

Xinghun looked at the embarrassed Shao Siming, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You don't need to worry about it, just lead the way."

Four figures and three fast horses were walking forward in the forest in the deep mountains. Xinghun and Shao Siming rode together and followed behind Feng Zikong and Ye Liuhua.The mountain road was difficult to walk, and the dense branches and leaves almost completely covered the moonlight, making it even more gloomy and gloomy. The star souls around were a little bit disoriented, but the two people in front were familiar with the road without any hesitation.

Sure enough, Ye Liuhua didn't lie to them, the path he chose could only be said to be barely able to run a horse, Xinghun tried his best to hold the rein to stabilize the white horse, Ye Liuhua and Feng Zikong seemed to be more competitive because they rode alone without a passenger. He is much more relaxed.

After an unknown amount of time, Xinghun finally felt that his field of vision had opened up a bit, and they finally came to the edge of the mountain forest.

The east is pale, and the mountains and forests are extremely quiet in the morning.Ye Liuhua reined in his horse and stopped on a high hill, but Feng Zikong still drove his horse down the high hill and ran straight to the village below.

Xinghun slowly slowed down his horse and stood side by side with Ye Liuhua, looking at Feng Zikong's back curiously.

Shao Si Ming finally heaved a sigh of relief and got off the horse. She finally understood why Ye Liuhua said that before leaving.After a bumpy night, even though she was nestled in Xinghun's arms without a horse, the journey made her extremely tired.

The village is very small, but there are only a dozen households, and you can see from the beginning to the end of the village at a glance.Seeing that the village was already preparing all kinds of new year's goods, Xinghun suddenly realized that the end of the new year was approaching.

The villagers seemed not surprised by Feng Zikong's arrival, and even greeted him friendly.Feng Zikong stopped in front of the last obviously affluent family at the end of the village, got off his horse, walked into the courtyard and bowed to an old man.

Xinghun didn't know what Feng Zikong said to the old man, but he could only see him borrowing a cloth bag from his waist and stuffing it into the old man's arms regardless of the old man's excuses.An old woman who came out of the room seemed to invite Feng Zikong to stay overnight, but Feng Zikong waved his hand to decline, bowed again and walked out, got on his horse and left.

"That's..." Xinghun turned his head to look at Ye Liuhua, he probably guessed what was in the cloth bag, and also guessed why this family was richer than others.It's just that the old man's happy face when he saw Budai made Xinghun very uncomfortable.

"Father of my mother." Ye Liuhua's eyes still fell on the old man in the courtyard who couldn't wait to open the bag.

Xinghun wanted to ask why Ye Liuhua didn't go to meet each other in person, but after thinking about it, he understood a little bit.

Probably he was still afraid that he would break the tranquility of the village and bring disaster to them.So he can only watch from a distance like this, and let his most trusted Feng Zikong send him some money every year to make up for his guilt towards the two old people.

As if seeing Xinghun's hesitation, Ye Liuhua said lightly: "The young master misunderstood, I didn't go in person, just out of resentment."

"Resentment?" Xinghun was startled.

"My mother used to be the young lady of a rich family, but her brother kicked her out of the house because she didn't want to get married. The two elders didn't say a word for my mother. If my father didn't happen to pass by, my mother would have died in the mountains and forests." Ye Liuhua said calmly, "Even if After my father married my mother, every time my mother took me back to visit them, I still received bad words and never even let us enter the house."

It turned out to be the case, no wonder Ye Liuhua only called his grandfather "father of my mother".

Xinghun no longer looked at the old man at the end of the village with a trace of pity in his eyes, and it was retribution for such a person to fall to this point.

"Then you still fund them secretly?" Xinghun was puzzled.If he was Ye Liuhua, he would have been extra merciful if he didn't fall into trouble, and it would be impossible to send them money.

"My mother never hated, so I can't either." Ye Liuhua pulled the rein and turned the horse's head, "It's just to make my mother feel at ease."

Xinghun looked at the old man again, and understood Ye Liuhua's actions with a thought.

With the Ye family's financial resources, even if they lost Zhuixuelou now, it would be a breeze for them to move back to Xianyang City without having to work anymore.But now they still live in the village outside the city, it can be seen that the money that Feng Zikong sends every time is not as much as imagined.

Turning the horse's head in the same way, Xinghun stretched out his hand to Shao Siming who was still standing beside him and pulled her onto the horse, leaving the place with Ye Liuhua.