How can the Yuan family not be awe-inspiring? Who dares to be dissatisfied with such Yuan Jingxu?
The Yuan family did not interrupt the birthday of Yuan Qinghua, it was itself making this statement.
The front hall was crowded with greeting guests, drinking and drinking, and the best dancers and singers in the world competed for their beauty, creating a large area of peace.
The Yuan family is very large, with the front hall and the backyard separated by hundreds of feet. The garden-style mansion looks like a winding path.
In the most remote southwest corner of the entire compound, there is a courtyard that does not mirror the overall layout of the entire compound.
If the Yuan family's mansion is compared to a beautiful picture scroll, then this courtyard is a huge ink dot on the picture scroll.
However, when the courtyard was being built, no one dared to raise objections, not even Yuan Jingxu. As soon as he raised his objections, he was scolded by Yuan Qinghua, who never wavered.
Later, they went to Guang'an to inspect a large courtyard and then copied it exactly one to one.
Afterwards, the news spread, and everyone knew that this compound was the former residence of the Immortal Saint in Guang'an, and the old lady had lived there with the Immortal Saint for a long time.
At this moment, in the west wing of this courtyard that looks like ink dots, Yuan Qinghua is staring at a picture scroll in a daze.
It was a portrait. The person in the painting was wearing a green shirt and fluttering sleeves. He was a bit wild and unrestrained. However, the brushwork was immature. He looked very similar but lacked charm.
There is also a poem mentioned in the lower right corner of the portrait: I open my eyes to the world of mortals, but I am pitiful for what I see.
The lower left corner is signed: Yan Zi, but it is not signed.
Although the scroll is extremely well preserved, it inevitably shows traces of the kiss of time.
In the small wing room, the light was dim. Yuan Qinghua stood in front of the portrait for a long time, staring at the person in the painting in a daze. After half an hour, he felt exhausted, so he moved a chair and sat down. He continued to stare at the person in the painting and sighed deeply, "Proprietor, I regret it. I regret meeting you in front of the city gate. I regret not following you to the outside world. The most regretful thing is that when you returned last time, I shouldn't have met you."
"If we don't meet, I will live my life indifferently. Even if I turn into dust, Soul and Spirit can return to the netherworld safely. But why do you give me such an opportunity to taste the wealth that I can't bear at all. I have tasted all the wealth and lost my soul. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die. I want to live. Only by living can I survive forever. So, I tried every means. I used methods that you would never accept."
"I'm afraid, I'm really afraid that you'll come back again, afraid that you'll be angry, afraid that you'll take away everything from me. I know you better than anyone else. You may seem ruthless, but in fact you have a long-lasting love. You may seem cold, but you still have the heart of a scholar hidden in your bones. I don't want you to come back., and I don't even want to plot against you, but I can no longer stop Jingxu. He demands more than me, and the ambition in his heart is far stronger than mine. He spent twenty years exhausting all the power of the world to finally achieve this formation. Although it killed you, it also killed me."
"My decaying body has no soul from now on, only a decaying body is left, a body that killed countless people because of its unwillingness..."
As he talked, Yuan Qinghua gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
At this moment, a voice came, "How long have you been practicing this kind of fake sleep that can be confused with the real thing?"
The voice was not loud. Yuan Qinghua's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he closed his eyes tightly. He knew who was coming without even looking.
He is not bragging. He really knows Xu Yi better than anyone else in this world.
Yuan Jingxu talked so much, and even brought out the resources that Xu Yi revealed after his death, that it was just a joke in the eyes of Yuan Qinghua.
He knew very well how many life and death tests his boss had gone through, and the evidence given by Yuan Jingxu may not be the evidence his boss wanted to see.
That's why he came to this wing to repent and analyze himself, both truthfully and falsely.
He understood that if Xu Yi was not dead, he would definitely be observing him in the dark. This might be his last chance.
Having lived for hundreds of years, he is indeed a mature person. He has thought about many details very clearly and thoroughly. He has even practiced this kind of sleep that is fake and real for a long time.
But until that familiar voice came, he knew that all the pretense had been seen through, ridiculous, pitiful...
"You can say what you want. If you don't say it, how do I know you want it? I can control you for a while, but I can't control you for the rest of your life. If you think I harmed you, then forget about it. Maybe the Yuan Qinghua I know is already dead."
Xu Yi stood in front of the door, making a sound like cracking ice shards.
With a bang, Yuan Qinghua fell to his knees and kowtowed, "Proprietor, proprietor, spare me, spare me, proprietor, for the sake of Yan Zi, for the sake of sister Yan Zi, I hate it so much, I hate that I have become like this..."
When he heard the words "Yan Zi", Xu Yi's cold eyes finally flashed with warmth, as if he could see the passing time again. The chubby young man's eyes flashed with cunning, and he was selling his atlas to himself.
At this moment, a person walked in. Before the person arrived, the voice came first. The voice was sweet and charming, but it was a Green-robed Girl who walked in. She was youthful and beautiful, with a dynamic figure. As soon as she saw him, Xu Yi felt a pain in her heart and her breathing became short.
That Green-robed Girl is exactly the same as Yan Zi. Apart from their different temperaments, everything else from their eyebrows to the tips of their hair is absolutely the same.
"Who is he, sir? Am I not the only one who can come to your room?"
Green-robed Girl discovered Xu Yi and shouted arrogantly. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes glanced back and forth between the portraits on the wall and the face of Xu Yi. He covered his mouth in horror, "Master, you said you wanted to find someone who is exactly the same as the one on the wall to serve you, but you found it so quickly. Ah, master, master, what's wrong with you, master..."
Green-robed Girl suddenly rushed to Yuan Qinghua's side, shouting in horror, stretched his trembling hand in front of Yuan Qinghua's nose, and suddenly howled like a slaughtered pig, "Master He's dead, the master is dead..." He shouted, taking off the precious pendant from Yuan Qinghua's neck and stuffing it into his arms. Suddenly he thought of something again, and when he looked up, the master's new portrait servant was nowhere to be seen.
In the main hall of the Yuan family, many guests gathered.
"Today we are all gathered together on the occasion of Grandpa's holy birthday. It is really a great joy for us, especially the general. Today, he has displayed his great power, destroyed the evil spirits in the outside world, and made this world famous. It is a feat unprecedented in history!"
"In today's world, the general has been highly respected for a long time. The emperors and Song dynasties only occupy the name, and the world is not worth the long-term benefits. I dare to ask the general to take up his position and help the world."
"The throne of a mere emperor is nothing more than ordinary expectations. The general's achievements are all over the world and surpass the present generation. It is better to ask the general to command the world, accumulate strength, and find a way to break the boundary. Immortal Saint, no, Xu Yi can do what the general can do."
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