Chapter 70 The Secret of the Yan Family

He played a dragon palm far higher than his cultivation. Yan Song fainted because of his physical weakness. When he woke up again, he had returned to Yan's house, and the Yan family had finished the funeral. These were told by Yan Jia. He felt very bored and didn't want to eat, so Yan Jia helped him out of Jianzhai and walked in Yan's house.

During this period, whether it was Yan Feng's brothers, the descendants of the Yan family, or the slaves of the Yan family, they all cared about his body affectionately. Even some disciples of the Wuya Sword School who joined the Yan Mansion also greeted him very attentively. They wanted to talk more with Yan Song, but they saw that the teenager's face turned yellow and his body recovered. It's not very good, so I can't bear to disturb you.

Yan Song's expression was a little surprised. After turning around a few pavilions, he suddenly realized and lost his voice, "Have you returned to Yan's house? I...how long have I fainted? Have I fainted all the way?

"It's more than all the way?" Seeing that Yan Song was so surprised, Yan Jia knew that his mind was awake. Although the smile on his face was brighter, he was more or less impatient. "We have been walking for nearly half a month. After coming back, the funeral was half a day. For more than 20 days, you didn't eat or drink, like lying corpses. I don't know. How many people care about you! I have told you for the third time, and I hope this is the last time!"

"I've been dizzy for so long..." Yan Song nodded and fell into meditation.

Yan Jia looked at his appearance and asked again, "The family will hold a coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow. You can't fall behind!" Did you come out of here a year ago just to prove your ability to the whole family today?

"Not only to the whole family." Although Yan Song couldn't lift his spirits, his appearance was clearly reflected in his mind. His expression was very solemn. His original young little face was more or less mature, and his height was also much higher in imperceptibly. For a moment, there was some emotion. In that emotion, there was a little eagerness: "Time has passed. So fast, in a blink of an eye, it's been a year. There are still three years left..." His voice became lower and lower, and finally it only sounded in the bottom of his heart.

The two continued to walk in Yan's house and unconsciously came to the banquet hall of Yan's house, where he once left a deep mark in Yan Song's mind or heart. He will never forget what happened in this spacious hall a year ago. Unconsciously, Yan Song's footsteps walked towards the banquet hall. Yan Jia quickly grabbed him and said, "No, now my father and the elders are talking about business with the owner of Ye Nan City and the people of the imperial Jianzhuang!"

"How's the business recently?" Yan Song stopped and asked Yan Jia.

Yan Jia helped Yan Song and walked aside. Although her voice was calm, she still couldn't hide her inner excitement: "Now our Yan family is second to none in the whole Yenan City. A while ago, the Xuanbing business was doing well. This time, Didu Jianzhuang is discussing a bigger deal with us. As for Ye Nanchengzhu, he knew that the raw materials of Xuanbing near our family were in short supply, and many of the existing mining stone materials could not meet the conditions for casting Xuanbing, so he specially contacted the owners of several other cities around Yenan, which was quite smooth. Through their government affairs, the mine owners of the three cities came here with Ye Nan. The city owner went to discuss business with his father.

There was a little excitement on his weak face. Yan Song nodded and asked again, "by the way, Yan... Yan Yi, where is he now?"

"Where's the sword casting workshop?" Yan Jia secretly glanced at Yan Song's expression, "Together with Yan Ke, both father and son are casting swords." Seeing Yan Song's puzzled expression, Yan Jia said, "His father can't support him, so he has to support himself. But don't worry, Yan Ke is now very happy about the work of Jianfang. On the one's one, he can be with his father, and on the other, he wants to rely on his own strength and performance to gain a foothold in the Yan family like you.

"I have to say that his fate is also quite pitiful." With this expressionless face, Yan Song planned to slip away. Now he is sore and weak and has no strength to exercise, so he has to rely on walking to relax his muscles and bones.

At this time, the door of the banquet living room suddenly opened. Yan Feng, Elder Chuangong and Lord Ye Nancheng and others came out of it. The two sides arched their hands, and Yan Feng said to several people, "Slow down. After these two days of coming-of-age ceremony, I want to have a good banquet for everyone!"

Ye Nanchengzhu hurriedly said, "Huh? I'll come for the banquet. Anyway, I have to do my best as a landlord, hahaha... In this way, patriarch Yan, let's say goodbye first!" Several other people also talked and laughed with Yan Feng, and then were led by the servants in Yan's house and left.

As soon as Yan Feng went out, he saw Yan Song. When the guests were far away, he hurriedly walked this way with several elders. Seeing this, Yan Song also dragged his weak body to meet him and said peace to several elders. Yan Song said, "Big uncle, our family is in operation!"

Yan Feng and several elders laughed and asked him about his condition. After greeting each other, several elders said goodbye. Yan Feng also asked Yan Jia to go back first, and then he led Yan Song and walked to a secluded place. The two of them came to a very neatly cleaned wooden pavilion. Before they entered, they smelled bursts of incense.

When he came to the main room, Yan Song saw the original plaques dedicated to the ancestors. These plaques were arranged in a trapezoidal arrangement, about hundreds of people, and the fewer they went up. There were more than 20 rows in total. Each row had a patriarch and a virtuous person of his time, and many ordinary people in the family tree, especially the women, were not qualified to be Here. Between and around these cards are full of incense candles, flames and smoke, creating a special atmosphere here.

On these plaques is a portrait hanging on the wall, on which a middle-aged man in a white shirt stands with a sword. The family only knows that he is an ancestor. As for how many generations ago, no one knows his name.

Yan Song knelt down to these cards with Yan Song, and then followed Yan Feng to the ranking. Yan Feng turned the candlestick in the middle of the top deck. Suddenly, a muffled sound came from behind. Yan Song hurriedly turned around, but found nothing strange. Yan Feng turned around and removed the portrait on the wall. On the wall behind the portrait, a narrow door with a height suddenly appeared. Yan Song was stunned and walked in with Yan Feng.

The narrow door is the same narrow aisle. The aisle is not far ahead, and then turns around. It extends down and gets darker and darker. It is about ten feet away. Yan Song's spirit is weak and difficult to detect at this time. He had to grab Yan Feng's arm and carefully go down.

In a place, Yan Feng stopped. He was busy in the dark for a while. After a few sound of stone and iron embedded sounds, a door suddenly opened in front of him, and then the light came from inside. Only then did Yan Song notice that Yan Feng's wrench in his hand was stuck on a mechanism. The two walked into the secret room in front of them. There was no candlelight around them. The four corners were full of light beast elixirs, with gold and blue, jade and red, colorful and magnificent, just like the decorations in it.

Yan Song was surprised to see that opposite the secret room, there was also a plaque dedicated to the ancestors, but unlike the outside, there were many plaques here, from the top to the bottom, there were hundreds of floors, and there seemed to be more, but it was blocked by a huge picture and could not be seen. Yan Song looked at the huge picture, on which a man reclined on a green hillside, with a few white clouds floating in the sky. Behind him, seven or eight dragons of various colors danced wantonly, some through clouds, some roared in the sky, some bowed their heads, and some waved their tails...

Although those dragons are far away from the person on the map, they seem to be his pastoral and are very docile to him. And the most puzzled thing is that the seven or eight flying dragons don't seem to have eyes! And the person who leaned on the hillside was the unknown ancestor he had seen outside before.

"Big uncle, who is that ancestor?" Yan Song asked doubtfully.

Yan Feng took his wrench back in his hand and walked inside: "I know the same as you. Even the elders of our family and even my father know very little about the paintings outside and the paintings inside. Our Yan family's cognition of him only stays in the information on the picture. Our family tree is 300 years old, but in this 300-year-old genealogy, we have never written about this secret room or mentioned the man in the painting.

"I think our family is more than 300 years old. Look at the ancestors above and the ancestors behind the painting. I think it's 500 years!" Yan Song pointed to the top.

"Every object here is surrounded by the boundary, and the wrench in my hand can only open a very limited part of it. As for those positions and the pictures above the cards, no one has ever moved, and no one has ever moved." Yan Feng said, walking to an ancient book displayed in front of the plaque, then took the wrench finger, opened the boundary above, and handed it to Yan Song: "At present, the wrench finger can only open this book, and then move a few empty cards in front of you. I think this may be because with the death of our generation, the card of this generation of patriarchs must be placed here.

Yan Song took over the remnant book, opened it and looked at it. The first few pictures made his eyes shine, and at the same time frowned: "Is this the ancient book that Yan Yi said that he saw but could not be seen? It is mentioned above that the dragon blood dragon saliva hides in Yanfu, and the rest of the dragon souls are scattered everywhere? And one of the dragon claws is hidden in the imperial capital Panlong Sword Academy?

Yan Feng nodded and walked aside: "I also just knew about this. I heard from the elder Gong that every time he saw his father come out of here, he looked a little helpless. Although the old man tried his best to keep calm, he still couldn't calm down and blurted out in front of several people, 'Panlongjianyuan is not tricky, but the old man behind it is tricky!' In this case. After that, it was never mentioned.

When Yan Song heard the words, his heart trembled, his eyes looked at the void, tried his best to concentrate, and said to Yan Feng, "Uncle, in the stream of consciousness given to me before his death, there were three people besieged him. We know all the way to the Endless Sword School, and the way was Di with Ye Nan accent. Home, maybe there are also people from the Sima family, and we have also found out that the third group is the army of the imperial capital! Why did they come to kill Grandpa?

Yan Feng also remembered what Yan Song once said. At that time, in the process of the foreign war, the Tianlong Empire launched a mutiny within the Tianlong Empire, and the tyranny of the queen family was offside and changed the name of the country to the Rosefinch Empire. Although the country was prosperous and the people were safe after the mutiny, the original imperial royal family escaped from the palace and their life and death were uncertain. His father was grateful for the kindness of the past emperor and did not accept the reward of the new regime. In middle age, he returned to the field and returned to Ye Nancheng to lead the family. Finally, under his wise leadership, the strength of the Yan family was unique in the whole Ye Nancheng.

Yan Song asked Yan Feng, "Is it because the imperial capital regime is worried about Grandpa's rebellion that it participated in this murder? Or is that the army sent by the old man behind the Panlong Sword Courtyard as Grandpa said? Its purpose is related to the dragon blood dragon saliva?