Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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By the time Yang Jian and Zhan Zhao returned to Bianliang after traveling all over the south of the Yangtze River, it was already June in the world.

The day Yang Jian calculated was just right, and they heard the news that Bao Zheng was going back home immediately when they came back.During this period of rare leisure and leisure, Zhan Zhao almost forgot that he still has a fourth-rank official seal in his body, but when he heard the news of Bao Zheng, Zhan Zhao's thoughts all came back at once, and he was in a hurry. I'm going back to Kaifeng mansion.

Yang Jian didn't ask Zhan Zhao to stay, nor did he insist on letting Zhan Zhao go to his house on the outskirts of the city to rest first. He knew that Zhan Zhao was still thinking about Kaifeng Mansion in his heart, and this trip to relax was probably the rare relaxation for Zhan Zhao since he entered the temple. up.

There is tension and relaxation is the right way.

Yang Jian just watched Zhan Zhao drive away quietly, until the elegant blue back completely disappeared from sight, then slowly turned and returned to the carriage, didn't say anything, just patted the horse's back lightly, let the horse pull him go.

There was a trace of anxiety in Yang Jian's heart, and he couldn't tell the reason, but he couldn't figure out the reason. This erratic sense of anxiety made Yang Jian feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps, this period of time has been too comfortable and comfortable.

Perhaps, this period of my vacation was too peaceful, which was a bit surprising.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some accidents have been secretly dealt with by others. This kind of hidden incident that cannot be seen through also makes Yang Jian feel uncomfortable--I am used to being a judicial god with full power, but I am not suitable for being a today. Ordinary people who don't know what tomorrow will do.

Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, slightly self-deprecating.

In front of the gate of the mansion on the outskirts of Bianliang, Yang Jian stopped in the carriage for a long time before getting off. As soon as he reached the door, the heavy door opened with a "squeak". gone."

Yang Jian was not surprised to see Xiaoyu. It seemed that Xiaoyu's face was rosy and full of energy. She must have had a good time.

Xiaoyu stepped forward to hold Yang Jian's arm, and asked with a smile, "Is there anything you want to ask me, Uncle?"

Yang Jian let her hold his own, felt Xiaoyu's passionate atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Is there anything I need to ask, if you can't even calculate the time when I will go home, I will reconsider your cultivation level." Is there any progress, since you have figured out when I will come back, if you don't pack up the house quickly to welcome me back, I will reconsider whether I should keep you by my side."

Xiaoyu pouted and said, "Uncle can guess everything, it's so boring."

Yang Jian smiled and ignored her little emotions, and asked casually, "Where is Chen Xiang?"

Xiaoyu said: "Chen Xiang will return with Bao Zheng and Lord Bao's team, it will probably take a day or two, hehe, how dare he run back without his uncle speaking? If he misses the good things of Uncle Zhan and Uncle Zhan, then that's fine." Broken leg by uncle."

Having said this, he had already entered the inner house, and under the bright sun in June, Yang Jian's forehead was sweating slightly. He strode into the room and felt much cooler. When he turned around, he saw that the tea utensils he used to use on the tea tray on the kang table had been cleaned, and he was satisfied. She nodded and said, "Xiaoyu is still sensible and knows what uncle likes."

When Xiaoyu went to the window, she set up the wooden lattice windows one by one, and the outdoor sunlight shone in, and the light in the room suddenly became brighter. She looked back at Yang Jian and smiled: "Finally, I heard my uncle praised me. There is still water burning on the charcoal stove outside, and my son must be about to boil now, I brought back an excellent arctic green tea from Shandong, it is Qingming tea this spring, do you want to try it, uncle?"

Yang Jian lovingly stroked Xiaoyu's braids, and said softly, "Of course, how can uncle let go of Xiaoyu's kindness?"

Holding Yang Jian's hand, Xiaoyu tilted her head slightly, looked at Yang Jian, and said after a while: "Uncle looks very good, have you enjoyed your trip with Uncle Zhan?"

Yang Jian's hand stopped for a while, and he tapped Xiaoyu's forehead lightly with his fingers, saying: "Don't worry about adults' affairs, children, go and see if the water is boiling?"

Xiaoyu saw the sudden tenderness in the depths of Yang Jian's eyes, and the indifferent eye waves that have rarely changed in the millennium are as unpredictable as the sea water under the sun.Xiaoyu suddenly felt that something had really changed about her uncle who stood alone in the sky, proud and isolated. It wasn't just a purely external behavior, but overflowed from the deepest part of her heart from the inside out.

Such an uncle is more cordial and willing to approach.

For thousands of years, only Uncle Zhan can make such a change in Uncle Zhan.

Xiaoyu suddenly felt grateful to Zhan Zhao from the bottom of her heart, because of Zhan Zhao's existence, Yang Jian could have these most ordinary and profound feelings, and Yang Jian would be more like a "person".

It wasn't until Zhan Zhao returned to Kaifeng that he found out that Bao Zheng and his party would not be back until tomorrow.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who were staying at the Kaifeng mansion, were quite surprised to see Zhan Zhao. They didn't know that Zhan Zhao didn't accompany Mr. Bao all the way. For some reason, no one seemed to mention it. Either Gongsun Ce's official documents or the family letters of the other entourage did not mention this matter. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu thought that Zhan Zhao was the forward who returned first.

Zhan Zhao couldn't explain it for a while, so he had no choice but to make mistakes.First dealt with the affairs of the mansion during this period, and in a hurry to read the official documents sent by Gongsun Ce all the way, and finally knew the situation of Bao Zheng's trip.

He was so busy that he hardly paid attention to it, the sky was already dark, the summer was long and it was already past dinner time, it seemed that someone came over and asked him to eat, and he forgot it in a hurry, at this moment Zhan Zhao rubbed his stomach a bit When I was hungry, I thought about going to the backyard kitchen to find something to eat.

He had just left the small courtyard where he lived and hadn't turned around the back porch when he suddenly heard someone whispering in secret: "Young Master Zhan, come here and be safe."

Zhan Zhao was startled suddenly, feeling like the hairs all over his body were standing on end, this place is already deep in the Kaifeng mansion, not to mention the uninterrupted guards patrolling in the front, back, and outside, but he has never let down his vigilance, the other party Where did it come from so quietly that he didn't know anything, Zhan Zhao shouted: "Who?!"

Zhan Zhao's keen eyes scanned the tree-shadowed house, but he didn't find any signs.

Zhan Zhao didn't bring a sword when he came out, he couldn't help clenching his palms slightly, and continued, "Who's there?"

After a while, Zhan Zhao felt a breeze blowing around him, turned around suddenly and saw a figure leaning against the pillar of the back porch less than two meters behind him, the figure was a little erratic under the faint light of stars and moon.

Zhan Zhao couldn't see clearly but felt familiar.

The figure moved for a while and suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Zhao, and a strange heat came towards him.

Zhan Zhao's eyebrows moved slightly. It turned out that he was an acquaintance. He said he was an acquaintance, but he only met once, but that meeting left a deep impression on him. It was because of this person's appearance that he re-acquainted himself with Yang Jian. What do you think of Yang Jian?It was because of this person that he knew something about Yang Jian's past and some things about Yang Jian—it seemed that Yang Jian said that this person was his little cousin.

Zhan Zhao relaxed a little, and politely cupped his hands and said, "Don't come here without any problems."

Little Golden Crow looked at Zhan Zhao, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes. He smiled, and Little Golden Crow was very satisfied with Zhan Zhao's performance. Zhan Zhao was neither surprised nor surprised when he saw him, it seemed very natural Just one thing.I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Zhan Zhao is different from the last time we met, it seems that there is a bit of Yang Jian's indifference between his brows.

This feeling made Xiao Jinwu curl his lips secretly. It seems that no matter whether he is a human or a fairy, he will be infected by Yang Jian after a long time with him. Why does Yang Jian have such a magical power.

Zhan Zhao looked at the little Golden Crow and asked, "You...why come here at this time?"

The little Jinwu smiled self-deprecatingly, and asked back: "Why did you see me, you don't seem surprised?"

Zhan Zhao said: "I might be a little surprised by other people, but... people who are related to the second brother seem to be like this, so I'm used to it."

Little Jinwu didn't continue on this topic, of course he knew that Zhan Zhao must have seen many people like himself, and he was not even sure if there were any accompanying gods by his side.

Zhan Zhao waited for a while but did not see any reply from the little Jinwu, and asked again: "Did you come to see me?"

Little Golden Crow seemed to have just recovered, and said, "Passing by, just take a look."

Zhan Zhao smiled: "If I were really passing by, I probably wouldn't make a special trip to visit me. I'm quite self-aware of how much I weigh."

Little Jinwu also smiled: "Why didn't I realize that you are so smart when we chatted last time?"

Zhan Zhao said: "It's absurd, I know you have a special status, and it must not be too easy for you to come here, just tell me."

Little Jinwu took two steps forward, tilted his head, and said, "Won't you invite me to sit in the room for a while? Some words can't be finished in a few sentences. How can you explain it when someone bumps into you?"

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a while, and finally turned sideways to make an invitation.

Little Jinwu strode towards Zhan Zhao's small courtyard without looking outside.

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