In Wolong City, the residences of the three major families are a huge building second only to the original Tufan Palace.

The courtyard is deep, and the Tufan Kingdom was originally one of the vassal states of the Han Empire. They imitated the gardens and buildings of the Han Dynasty and spent a lot of effort on the courtyard.

Since Mrs. Fang traveled thousands of miles to Wolong City because she missed Yingying, she has renovated it according to her wishes, which makes it even more beautiful.

She likes mountains and rivers in nature, so there are also condensed mountains, hills, pavilions, towers, winding paths, and a mysterious and beautiful atmosphere everywhere.

Walking into the inner hall, Fang Yingying took the lead in entering the hall with a quick glance, holding an old lady's arm, and her eyes became wet before she could speak.

The old lady had gray hair. Although she was old, her face was vaguely similar to Fang Yingying. She was Fang Yuxin, the ancestor of her grandmother and aunt Fang family.

"Auntie." Xu Haifeng and the other three bowed and bowed at the same time.

Fang Yuxin sighed, and the frown brow seemed to have an indelible melancholy: "Ying'er, since some things have happened, they cannot be saved. The children of the Fang family will not cry."

Fang Yingying nodded softly and turned her head away, but the corners of her eyes became even redder.

"Tell me, what happened to the capital?" Fang Yuxin sat on the chair with the help of his granddaughter and asked.

Shi Ming dared not hide it, and he would come to the capital, face the saint, break the city, escape, etc.

Even Xiang Zhi and Fang Yingying heard about it for the first time. When they heard that Fang Lingtian and the other three decided to sacrifice their lives for their country, they all felt as if they were crying.

The heavy sound of the direction sound gradually disappeared from high to low. After a long time, the atmosphere in the room was extremely solemn, mixed with a trace of sadness and a trace of tragic tragedy, which was remembered.

"Xiang Ming, Ying'er, your father, you should be proud of him." The old lady's crutch in her hand paused heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound. The stone bricks on the ground could not bear the huge force and immediately broke into four pieces.

This old man's martial arts skills are not inferior to his grandson's. The aristocratic family is indeed well-founded and should not be underestimated.

"Yes..." the two brothers and sisters responded loudly at the same time.

"Cheng family, what a good Cheng family." Xiang Zhi's eyes were slightly red and he was full of hatred.

"Aunt, grandson has something to ask about." Xiang Ming bowed to the old lady and said.

The old lady withdrew her gaze from afar and stared at the top grandson among the juniors of the Fang family. She said, "You are asking whether what Cheng Xuanfeng said is true or false."

Xiang Ming lowered his head deeply and said, "As Cheng Xuanfeng's status, he will definitely not deceive us younger generations, and the child has never doubted it."

The old lady closed her eyes, and there was a strong sense of fatigue and fatigue in her words: "So what do you want to ask?"

"The child wants to ask why he killed all the Dong family." There was a heart-wrenching sadness in the voice of Jing Ming: "If there was no cause of the day, how could the fruit of today come? Father... it was not worth it..."

The room was silent, no one spoke anymore, and even the omnipresent air seemed to have gradually lost its power of flowing due to the sound of direction. A depressing smell swam like a slug in this thick and sticky air. In an instant, it was so thick that it made people feel suffocating.

The old lady's eyes gradually became blurred, as if she was trapped in a deep dream.

No one disturbed her. After a long time, she said: "That year, I was still young, so I had a good memory. So far, I can still remember clearly that after receiving the news of the Huns' retreat, the scene of celebrating the city, everyone's face was filled with joy and joy from the bottom of their hearts."

She paused, and the words seemed to add a little lubricant to the frozen air. Only then did Kazui take a deep breath.

The old lady continued: "That day, everyone in the city was talking about a person's name, Dong Zinrui, Dong family."

"What kind of person is Dong Zinrui?" Fang Yingying asked just right.

The old lady's eyes slowly drown on, and she continued to indulge in her memories of the past: "Dong Zinrui is a talented person who is jealous of even God. He took over the Dong family at his thirties and became the prime minister three years later."

The old lady's tone suddenly accelerated and she continued in one breath: "He is open-minded, generous, and magnanimous. He was a prime minister for ten years. His disciples were in charge of the court and the country, and he won the hearts of the family and the scholars. He was a clean and upright official, with light taxes and reduced taxes. He reigned for ten years and was benevolent and the hearts of the people in the world. The Huns invaded, the six counties fell, bad news spread frequently, and people were panicked, and the country and nation were in danger. He refused to hesitate and personally led 19 troops to serve the kings to fight the enemy north."

Speaking of this, the old lady took a deep breath and said at a faster speed: "He planned and worked hard to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, and experienced many difficulties and dangers. Finally, he expelled the Tartars and regained the rivers and mountains. His reputation was so high that he had no two for a while, and he won the hearts of the warriors in the army."

Everyone's hearts were beating at high speed without freedom. Only such a person can live up to the true nature of a man.

The old lady's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed. Her voice was strong and her face was tense, and there was no trace of harmony anymore: "If such a person is like this, there is such a person. If he does not die, how could the late emperor feel at ease?"

It is still the same quiet and the same dead silence.

The old lady's words did not seem to have eased the strong depression in the air, but instead showed a more solemn trend.

Xiang Ming felt bitter in his mouth. He spoke to speak, but found that something seemed to be blocked in his throat and could not make any sound.

"The late emperor wanted to kill the head of the Dong family because his great achievements shocked the head, but why did the three major families ignore this and instead add fuel to the fire?"

The old man's eyes turned around, and the sharpness inside was enough to make people frightened, but Xu Haifeng looked at her with a definite heart, as if she had not realized it.

"Okay, another master has emerged among the younger generation. Ying'er can marry you, and she will feel relieved when she is old." The old lady sighed.

Xu Haifeng lowered his head slightly, his eyes were dull.

"Fang, Tang, Su, Dong, Cheng, for hundreds of years, the five major families have been ranked according to this. The Dong family and Cheng family have always been the last one. However, the feng shui has changed. At that time, the talents of Fang, Tang and Su families were withering, and it was the time when the young and old were in trouble. However, the Dong and Cheng families had two amazing talents, Dong Zinrui and Cheng Xuanfeng. In ten years, they were full of literature and martial arts, and they were good at dancing, and were powerful in the world. In the battle of the northern border, they even pushed their reputation to the peak, as if they were at the peak. In the long run, our three major families would have no place to stand." The old lady's voice fluctuated, as if even her mood was very excited.

Xu Haifeng asked slowly and gently: "Then, Dong Zinrui has the intention to rebel."

"No." The old man said flatly, there is no doubt that he could chew iron and suck gold.

"Is that..." Xu Haifeng dragged his voice long, as if he was still unfulfilled.

Fang Yuxin sneered: "He didn't have it today, it doesn't mean it won't be born tomorrow. If he doesn't have it tomorrow, it doesn't mean it won't be there in the future."

"In this way, this is false." Xu Haifeng sighed faintly.

"False?" The old lady chewed these three words repeatedly in her mouth, and after a moment, she said: "Yes, it's a false sin."

Xu Haifeng raised his head and asked, "The head of the Dong family is extremely talented, so he is not prepared for the mermaid meat?"

"Hehe..." The old lady suddenly burst into laughter, but there was no smile in it: "It was God's will. The late emperor was cowardly. He ascended the throne for twenty years and had no opinion. Everything went with the flow and the power in the court was in the hands of the aristocratic families. During those twenty years, it was the most glorious era for the children of the aristocratic families. The top controls the government affairs, guides the country, and dominates the country, and the bottom dominates the country. However, on that day, the late emperor seemed to suddenly wake up. He made a decisive decision and was cruel and ruthless. Even our three major families were still stunned and unbelievable. If this were not the case, how could he succeed in one fell swoop."

"Dong, since the Cheng family is so close, why did the late emperor let the Cheng family go?" Xu Haifeng's voice was very low, so low that it made people feel heartbroken.

The old lady's eyes changed, and the expression in her eyes seemed to have hesitated, as if she remembered something that could not be looked back on. Her voice was also low: "At that time, Cheng Xuanfeng had not yet entered the field of the Grandmaster, but was just a top-level cultivation level. Under the premeditation of the late emperor and the three major families, the legislative field was to behead Dong Zhenyong, Dong Zinchui's youngest son."

"Train?" Xiang Zhi was so impressed that he suddenly blurted out.

"Yes, it's the trap."

"Can Cheng Dazong... Cheng Xuanfeng still not see such an obvious trap?" Xiang Zhi woke up and quickly changed his words.

"Even when you hear it, you know that this is a trap, so how could Cheng Xuanfeng not know." The old lady turned to Xu Haifeng and said, "Feng'er, you are also a master now, so why did he come to the robbery of the Dharma field."

"Where is the place where righteousness lies, I will go." Xu Haifeng sighed long, "Senior Cheng knew there was a tiger in the mountain, but he was on the way to the tiger mountain."

"No," the old lady nodded and sighed: "Cheng Xuanfeng hurriedly arranged the funeral and immediately went to Beijing to abduct the court. At that time, four first-class masters and thousands of officers and soldiers waiting for the battle were gathered on the side of the court. We only thought that he was doomed, but unexpectedly..."
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