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Daxi, Zhejiang, a good place, standard Jiangnan scenery.
When the fleeting time knocks on the door of the Hua family, the Hua family is making large wontons for the New Year, with thin skin and shepherd's purse and pork fillings. The aroma of the fillings can be smelled from a distance.
The person who answered the door was a young daughter-in-law, her fingers covered with flour, she stuck her head out and asked him: "Who are you looking for?"
"Huarong."
The younger daughter-in-law's expression immediately flickered, and she pushed her hand to close the door: "Hua Rong has gone to the capital. If you have anything to do, go to the capital to find him."
Fleeting time lowered his head, stretched out his sword, and pressed it against the door panel.
The little daughter-in-law was a little scared and rushed to the back room, shouting all the way: "Someone is looking for Hua Rong, Mom, Dad, come out quickly."
This is how the so-called verification begins.
The four members of the Hua family lowered their hands and stood in front of Liu Nian.
When asked about his appearance during the fleeting years, the head of the family immediately replied: "He has straight eyebrows, long eyes and straight nose. He is half a head taller than me. There is a mole on his right earlobe. He is mute."
No need to think about it, this person seems to have memorized it before, more than once.
With a fleeting smile, he took out Zhang Huarong¡¯s portrait and spread it on the table: ¡°Is it him?¡±
The four members of the family glanced at it and nodded immediately, very neatly.
"Who are you?"
The old man spoke: "I am his second uncle. His father and brother are both dead. He has no direct relatives."
"As far as I know, Hua Rong has a sister who is twelve years older than him. She married far away early and hasn't come back for eight years, right?"
The old man nodded immediately.
Fleeting time smiled again, shook the portrait, and looked at it in the light: "Why don't I find her and let her see that this is her brother Huarong."
The boy immediately started to shake his legs. He stopped looking at the passing years and looked down at his toes.
The fleeting smile faded, and the figure flashed, and his hand was already stuck on the old man's neck, and his fingers tightened: "You'd better tell the truth, I am very impatient."
The old man choked and coughed, his face turned purple, and before he could speak, his wife was already on her knees.
"Da Xia, I said that, the person in the portrait is not Hua Rong."
Liu Nian immediately turned around and looked at her, his eyes shining faintly.
The younger daughter-in-law's voice became lower and lower: "Four years ago, a mute came to my house. Oh, it's the man in the painting. He gave us a lot a lot of money, and said that Huarong's name would belong to him in the future. He also promised , no matter who asks, they must insist that he is Hua Rong"
"What about the real Huarong?"
"Really Huarong, I took more money from him and said he was going to another place. I don't know where he was going. He must be alive."
"Four years ago, the person in the painting came here, bought an identity, and sealed your mouth." Fleeting time pondered, sorted out his thoughts, folded the portrait and put it in his arms.
"A piece of green onion is always beautiful, you really have a thorough plan"
"There are a lot of oboe performers in the mansion! Master, do you want to take a look?" At the same time in the Palace of Funing, Hua Gui's voice was as loud as ever.
Hua Rong opened his eyes, nodded, and motioned to Hua Gui to untie his bandage.
It has been more than half a month since he was stepped on, and his injury has finally improved.
According to the doctor, the elephant did not trample on his leg bones, but only broke his skin. That was the best of luck.
But Hua Rong was still depressed. He sighed at the terrible wound and gestured: "It's so ugly. How can I see anyone in the future?"
Hua Gui immediately rolled his eyes: "First, it's not your face, and second, it's not your butt. Why can't you see people?"
Hua Rong glared at him, took the new bandage, carefully tied the wound, and tied a beautiful knot, then helped Hua Gui stand up slowly.
"It's good to be lame, I guess no official would like to crush a lame person!" Hua Gui immediately grinned.
Hua Rong snorted coldly, did not look at him, put on his signature green shirt, picked up the black gold fan, and shook it open with a loud bang.
"It hurts to death but I still have to walk well. Who am I? I am a handsome and handsome man" After shaking the fan, Hua Rong gestured. When he turned around, he walked without any limp. He shook the fan to watch his excitement.
The bustle of the palace is really good to see. The oboe performers gather together. There is a special courtyard. There are house numbers on each door with everyone's name.
It¡¯s morning now, and Han Lang hasn¡¯t returned from court. There are more than a dozen stools placed across the courtyard, and everyone is practicing in a commotion.
Huarong went into the courtyard and looked sideways, his fan was waving very interestingly.
"Young Master Hua is also interested in double reeds?" I don't know when there was a voice behind him. It was Han Lang, putting a hand on his shoulder.
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The snow in the capital began to melt, and the wind was no longer strong, only slightly chilly.
Huarong is already well and can walk, but can no longer run.
He was still very sorry about this and gestured to Hua Gui: "This way Master Qi will no longer be able to do business in the future. He likes to play eagle and catch chickens."
Hua Gui seems to be in a bad mood, and he doesn't care about him. He only cares about eating rice.
Hua Rong had no choice but to lie on the table, pointing to the dishes on the table: "Stir-fried green beans, stir-fried beef river, dry pot cowpeas, Hua Guiren, you know that I eat in the back and can't eat dry foodWho on earth caused this? You, you want to take your anger out on me like this."
Hua Gui snorted and put away the bowl with a clang: "Then you can ask the palace chef to cook it for you. Anyway, you are now my favorite."
"Screamingwaiting for you to kill me?" Hua Rong pouted, gestured angrily, and followed him step by step.
He followed Hua Gui out of the kitchen and then out of the yard. As soon as Hua Gui turned around, he looked at the sky and fanned his black gold fan very fast without feeling guilty at all.
Sure enough, Hua Rong grinned and thought that his guess was indeed right when he finally followed Liu Yun's other courtyard.
As expected, it was Liuyun who made Hua Guiren angry.
Liuyun has recovered well and is currently practicing formations.
It was just a matter of practicing the formation, but he actually hired a helper to help him run errands.
It¡¯s okay to ask for help, but this helper is a woman, with dark eyes, so tender that you can pinch water.
Anyway, Hua Gui got angry when he saw her and wanted to go back and work for Hua Rong.
"Why are you still showing this off? You can't learn it even after showing it off." He rolled his eyes as soon as he saw Hua Gui, meaning that even if he looked at Liu Yun ten thousand times, he wouldn't be able to follow her.
Liu Yun then sighed: "It is best for someone to experiment with the formation, but this formation is dangerous"
Hua Gui¡¯s eyes immediately shined.
"Master! Hero Liuyun said that the formation needs to be tested."
Hua Rong stumbled, gritted his teeth, and gestured: "Why are you calling me? My life is not valuable."
"Being beaten to death by a man is worse than being suffocated to death by a formation. This is called a worthy death!"
Hua Rong was knocked down again, and had no time to correct his usage of a proper death. He came up and squatted down, and gestured to Liu Yun: "Why do you want to ask this maid for help?"
Liu Yun understood, and was stunned: "My hands and feet are so weak now that I can't even move a small stone, so of course I have to ask for help."
"But don't you think my Huagui people are more powerful?" Hua Rong said this in a sneaky way, hiding from Huagui: "I'll try it for you, remember to ask him for help."
After saying that, he stepped into the formation, swinging his fan lightly, as if he was strolling on the street.
It was already late at night after handling official business. Han Lang went back to his room and coughed, but Hua Rong was nowhere to be seen.
Someone reported below: "Master Hua was trapped in Master Liuyun's formation, and he is still hanging upside down on the jujube tree."
Han Lang said "Oh", following the old rules, he took off his official uniform layer by layer and tied up a long robe.
The man below is still kneeling.
"Let him hang up." Han Lang waved his hand: "Hang him until Liu Yun learns to break up the formation. Go to the study and get me the book."
The book was brought and the room was brightly lit, but Han Lang suddenly felt dull.
Without Huarong, the room seemed to become deserted immediately.
At this time, someone outside the door announced: "Your Majesty, the eldest son wants to see you."
Han Lang was not surprised that he invited someone by himself. He sent someone to cook wine. When Han Yan came in, he immediately raised his glass and said, "I remember that we brothers haven't drank together for a long time."
Han Yan nodded, sat down, and drank the wine in one breath.
Han Lang filled it for him again: "We won't have too many opportunities to drink together in the future."
"You are right, I have been poisoned, the name of the poison is about to leave, and I am indeed about to leave." After a pause, Han Lang said again, not sadly, but calmly.
Han Yan chuckled lightly, shook the cup in his hand, and looked around: "Why don't I see your Mr. Huan Hua in front of the palace?"
Han Lang didn¡¯t answer.
"Don't you ever think that he is not simple?"
"Thank you, brother, for your concern. This matter is already being investigated."
"If you have doubts, do you still need confirmation?" Han Yan's smile began to turn sarcastic: "Funing King Han Taifu, when did you become such a mother-in-law?"
Han Lang fell silent immediately.
Having doubts but not keeping silent, yes, when did he become such a bitch.
"He's just a toy, and so far it's a very fun toy." After a short pause, Han Lang immediately responded: "Brother, you don't need to be so concerned about my private life. You'd better consider my suggestions carefully."
"What suggestions?"
"After I die, take my place and assist the Holy One."
Han Yan still smiled, with clear grudges in his smile: "We won't talk about this today. I heard that you recently got a talent."
"who."
"Lin Luoyin." Han Yan said word by word: "I heard that he won the battle in the southwest."
"Yes, he is indeed a general."
"I heard he wields a left-handed sword."
"yes."
"Congratulations." After a while, Han Yancai said, putting the cup to his lips and drinking it down very slowly.
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"What suggestions?"
"After I die, take my place and assist the Holy One."
Han Yan still smiled, with clear grudges in his smile: "We won't talk about this today. I heard that you recently got a talent."
"who."
"Lin Luoyin." Han Yan said word by word: "I heard that he won the battle in the southwest."
"Yes, he is indeed a general."
"I heard he wields a left-handed sword."
"yes."
"Congratulations." After a while, Han Yancai said, putting the cup to his lips and drinking it down very slowly.
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