Chapter 517 Wind and Snow Tower Wind and Snow!

The six-petal snowflakes were flying, and on the cool attic, an arrogant figure quietly stared into the distance.

Fengxue Building.

The heat steamed on the streets in the distance, and some of the falling snowflakes turned into smaller snowflakes when they came into contact with the heat rushing into the sky.

Ruixue promises a bumper harvest. This should be Yan Yun's first real bumper harvest.

Looking around, Youzhou is full of prosperity. It is no longer like the desolate and barrenness of a year ago. It stands up everywhere. The seven-story wind and snowy building can't even see the whole Youzhou City at a glance...

Alas-

Song Yi sighed, and suddenly a pink girl pulled the corners of Song Yi's clothes, raised her pink face and shouted at her father, opening her little hand to hold her.

Song Yi smiled and bent down to pick up Xiao An'an! Xiao An'an gave a big kiss on his face, and there was a smile between his eyebrows.

"Baby daughter, who brought you here?" Song Yi looked at the stairs, but he didn't see anyone. He couldn't help asking his daughter with a smile.

"Yes... It's the little sister..." Xiao An'an said milkyly. Song Yi looked up and saw a pair of swaying feet swaying at the top of the attic.

He shouted angrily at Fuyao above, "The people who have passed the door are still so ostentatious. It's easy to freeze your body when sitting like this..."

Fu Yao smiled, and a ricke turned over and jumped down from the top of the attic. He smiled and said with a grimace, "The snow is not deep, not to mention the mat I put on the top floor, which will not be frozen."

Song Yi went and pinched his pink cheek and said, "If you teach by law like this, you will let Xiao An'an learn from you so restless in the future. How can it be easy to teach?"

Fu Yao wrinkled his nose and defended unhappily, "Isn't it good for me to be like this... But as you said, I like such a chic man the most.

After saying that, her cheeks were slightly blushed. She took a look at Xiao An'an, as if she was worried that An'an would understand the funny words Song Yi said to her between the bed.

"My aunt blushed... Hug..." Xiao An'an giggled and opened her little hand to abandon her own father and pick it up in Fuyao's arms.

Song Yi sent Xiao An'an to Fuyao's arms with a helpless smile, but he hugged Fuyao into his arms and asked, "Why did you bring Xiao An'an here?"

"The guests who come to the capital want to see you!"

"Oh? Who is it?" Song Yi was slightly surprised and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

In the past year, Song Yi and his family have never been to the south of the Yangtze River. With the relocation of business in the south of the Yangtze River, the prosperity of Yanyun is no less than that of Bianzhou and other places. The prosperity of Youzhou has become a place for the world's rich merchants.

At this time, the people are all about the wisdom of King Yanyun, and the people's livelihood of Yanyun is a topic of endless discussion! Unlike a year ago, it is not as easy to become a Youzhou household registration as it was a year ago. Although it was not intentional by Song Yi, because the rich households in Youzhou built civil engineering and developed commerce in a year, there are not many vacant lots in the city now. In addition to the city of Youzhou, many small cities have been built one after another for residents who have moved from north to south to live...

The north is bitter. This impression seems to have made too many people entangled in question this year, because too many businessmen who went from the north to the south of the Yangtze River are becoming more and more generous, gradually stirring up the business situation in the south.

Compared with the rapid development in the north, the area south of the capital seems to be surging! Since last autumn, some conflicts have finally broken out between the Beijing faction and the Seven Princes faction in the south of the Yangtze River.

And this contradiction, starting from the action of cutting power in the capital, Jiangnan's resistance was so strong that suddenly one day, the seventh prince raised the national jade seal, which shocked the government and the opposition...

For a while, the wind and waves almost shocked the whole world. The seventh prince, who did not have much real power, suddenly got the support of some swinging forces. On the other side of the capital, because Zhao Ze and the new emperor were supported by Wang Weishi and others, it was naturally impossible for Wang Weishi to deny his position and bow to the seventh prince! Even if Wang Wei has such an idea, the Empress Dowager behind the curtain will never agree!

Therefore, in those days after autumn, the fighting forces of the two factions were gradually formed around the throne of the capital. The momentum of the court was no longer Wang Wei-style, who could hold it alone, and some people finally rebounded the power of resistance.

After the seven old ministers who were on the side of the seven princes on the side of the court and died on the spot, they shocked the government and the opposition and made Wang Weishi weak.

But after all, it's a matter of the capital, which has nothing to do with Yan Yun...

Song Yi was naturally surprised when he asked at this time.

"I came to Jiangcheng!"

As soon as Fu Yao finished speaking, Song Yi said, and suddenly looked at the bottom of the Fengxue Building. A man came over there. He looked up and his face was full of vicissitudes, and he quietly had white hair...

Song Yi's expression moved slightly and shouted loudly, "Brother Jiangcheng, I'm fine!"

Upstairs, the figure of the vicissitudes of life shouted at the awe-inspiring figure on the wind and snow building with his fist in his arms: "For the blessing of the prince..."

Then, the guards of Fengxue Tower led Jiangcheng to the attic of Fengxue Tower.

If we meet again, things are not, and people are finally not...

The moment he stood in front of Song Yi, Jiang Cheng's eyes turned red, and he was full of tears, and he sighed sadly.

Fu Yao hugged Xiao An'an and went downstairs to find his mother. Song Yi also stared at the man who had always been in the capital with mixed feelings. After a long time, he opened his hands and hugged Jiangcheng who came from afar!

On the new tea, the two sat in the wind and snow in the wind and snow building, sighing but speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Jiangcheng sighed, "Your famous Fengxue Building in the world is really good. It is seven floors high and better than building a seven-level pagoda. I heard that you are recruiting talents and scholars in this Fengxue Building..."

"Yes, the meaning of this Fengxue Building is to win the seven-level Futu. It's also a good deed to win, and I dare not be careless!" Song Yi said with a smile.

"Hmm! When I arrived in Youzhou, I found that I had lived in the capital for too long, and I was a little disgusted with it..."

"Brother Jiangcheng, you are not really disgusted, are you?" Song Yi stared at the white temples of Jiangcheng meaningfully and asked in a complicated tone.

Jiang Cheng's eyes smiled bitterly and sighed: "You know, Wang Wei is old. She is struggling to support her in the court. Although she is hateful, she is always pitiful..."

Song Yi's eyes were complicated and silent.

Jiang Cheng stared at Song Yi and said earnestly, "She asked me to tell you... The child has learned to call his father..."

Song Yi's hand trembled, crushed a teacup, and there was an instant bleeding between his fingers...