Chapter 73 Nangong Xuan

Qingyang City.

The population of one million is a large city second only to Wuyun City in the dynasty. It is densely populated and developed, and it is also the political center of Qingyang County and the location of the princess's mansion. Qingyang County is an official directly under the heavenly hub of the dynasty. He accepts the direct appointment and removal of the current emperor and has a high position of power. But he never dares to say a word in Qingyang County. Because in Qingyang City, even the real ruler of Qingyang County is a compound surname. This compound surname is Nangong - the real underground emperor of Qingyang City.

No one can say how much property the Qingnangong family has. They are almost involved in all kinds of profitable industries, brothel, gambling houses, weapons smelting... No one can say how much land the Qingnangong family has. Some people say that the whole Qingyang County is almost all the land farmers of Nangong... Of course, these are just legends. However, the undisputed Nangong family is the giant of Qingyang County. Nangong Xuan's name is the sun of Qingyang County.

This is a cloudy mansion. It is built by mountains and rivers. The left green dragon, the right white tiger, the dark nine palaces, the winding path is quiet, and the glazed tiles jump in the sun with dazzling brilliance. It almost became a small castle alone.

Nangong Xuan is sitting in his spacious study, reading comfortably. The afternoon sun came in obliquely through the window lattice. It shines on the wide red sandalwood wooden bookcase, and then reflects the clear light, setting off his angry and majestic face, adding to a sense of prestige. As the head of the Nangong family, he has rarely asked about secular things in the family. A fat blue cat slept lazily on the right side of the case and snored comfortably. Only the pet of the owner of Nangong has the honor to rest here.

"Master, the second young master is back."

The voice of the housekeeper Nangong Ce sounded. He had been here for a long time, but he had been waiting outside. After Nangong Xuan finished a chapter and raised his head to move his heavy body, he dared to speak and disturb. After years of habit, he knew that Nangong Xuan hated being disturbed when reading.

Nangong Xuan nodded gently and did not look up. He is still immersed in reading...

"Master."

Nangong Xuan raised his head, put the book aside, and asked strangely, "Is there anything else?" He was a little angry. Nangong Ce didn't know his habits for many years, or he had no eyesight. It seemed that he was really a little old.

"There seems to be something wrong with the young master, and things are not going well." Nangong responded cautiously.

"Real?" Nangong Xuan turned his eyes to Nangong Ce's face, and a faint pressure permeated the elegant study. The air tightened invisibly, but in an instant, the other three families intervened?

"There doesn't seem to be."

Nan Gong Ce is answering carefully.

"Oh?"

Nang Gongxuan made a soft nasal sound, but there was a sense of inquiry.

"It seems to be a disciple of Qingcheng, and the young master was careless for a moment." Nangong Ce has been carefully looking for wording.

"Qingcheng? It's an accident... Murong Ruxue?" Nangong Xuan said softly.

"Not at all."

"Is that a shameless face... I didn't expect this boy to progress so fast."

Nang Ce lowered his eyebrows, looked at the accidentally hot hole on his feet, and whispered, "It seems to be a boy named Han Feng."

"Han Feng?" Nangong Xuan chewed the name in his mouth and filtered it in his mind to make sure that he had never heard of the name. I just asked, as if no one had told me the name.

A layer of fine sweat began to emerge from Nangong Ce's forehead.

"He is a disciple who just received from Qingcheng Mountain this year. It seems that... it has been less than half a year since he started. So... he didn't include his information, and he broke in halfway and didn't arrive at the beginning..."

Nangong Xuan hummed softly and didn't say anything. He returned the book to the case. The blue cat suddenly woke up and meowed at Nangong Ce unhappily. The blue cat looks strange, with two eyes yellow and green like two gems, shining with strange light.

"Go and call the young master. I want to know the details."

Nangong responded and turned around and walked out. Nangong Xuan stopped him again and asked Lao Li to prepare some brains. This little thing seemed to be a little unhappy. After the instructions, he picked up the string of round and smooth Buddha beads on the table.

......

Nangong, with a pale face, stood in front of the wide red sandalwood bookcase, with a heart-pounding cough, which made him look very weak. Since he came back, he has no longer suppressed his wounds. The damage caused by Han Feng to him exceeded his estimate, but these were far from the pain in his heart... He had basically finished the situation at that time to Nangong Xuan. Nangong Xuan has been silent. Nangong Ce didn't say anything. The two looked at the head of the Nangong family in front of them.

"Okay, go and have a rest and take good care of your injury." Nangong Xuan finally spoke, and he did not blame Nangong for his infinite.

Nangong turned around and walked out. As soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground and shouted, "Father, please grant a request from the child."

Nangong Xuan looked at Nangong, who was kneeling in front of him, and did not let him get up. He asked, "What's the request?"

"Father, please allow the children to enter the magic cave that has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. I want to practice martial arts in it."

Nangong's handsome face was somewhat deformed by the burning of hatred, and his voice squeezed out of his teeth. Nangong Xuan's face was calm, and he said lightly, "Are you not afraid of the cruelty of Tianmo's refining body?" The resentment in Nangong's infinite eyes made his heart furrow. He said hatefully, "In order to revenge, the child is willing to do anything, as long as the enemy is dead in front of me..."

Nangong Xuan nodded lightly. Get up and go back and think about it first...

Nangong has walked out of the study. Nangong Xuan turned his head and said to Nangong Ce, "Investigate the origin of Han Feng immediately. By the way, let the old ghost come..."

Nang Ce has walked out of the spacious and elegant study. Nangong Xuan's face has been gloomy. The coldness in his eyes covered the whole study, and the sky in the study faded in an instant. The strange blue cat meowed and jumped out of the window...

......

Han Feng didn't know that he had caused great trouble. The only headache he has now is Dongfang's caution.

The sunset on the ridge is accompanied by the lonely flies, just like the elegant figure of willow white clothes. The remnant sun burned out the last glory and hid the light into the sky.

The cold moon, I don't know when she walked up to the sky and sprinkled the bleak moonlight into the vast white river, and the water and sky became the color. Tonight is nearly the middle of October, and the moon is in full bloom...

A small boat is on the white and surging river. The boat was originally against the water, but it was very slow. A teenager standing in front of the cabin seems to be relaxed, but if you are close, you will feel that the power around him is pouring into his body. Then it came out from the soles of the feet, passed it to the floor of the boat, and then applied it to the river at the bottom of the boat and pushed the boat forward. A long pale blonde hair danced in the wind, and his clothes floated like a fairy. Han Feng wanted to berth the boat to the shore first. The beautiful teenager in the back cabin is enjoying the night scene of the water and sky. It seems that he is in a very happy mood, humming unknown songs in his mouth. The careful nature of the East has been revealed, so there is no need to hide it. The woman's beauty is full of charm. Xiaoqu gently seemed to tell the unspeakable thoughts of a Huaichun girl. At this moment, the night is quiet, and only the fishing fire and bursts of waves in the distance want to and...

Cook a touch, Nanhubo

The fragrance of tea in the pot

Fried spring buds, roasted

Browing the breeze and three minutes of spring.

Rain and flowers fall

With an unbreakable mood

It's hard to keep the cup

The fragrance on the lips

......

I don't know when the song suddenly stopped. A charming and beautiful female voice sounded in the back cabin.

"Hey, shameless boy, do I sing well?"

I was speechless for a long time, and only the night wind in late autumn blew gently, making people's skin cold. Han Feng just stood with his head muffled, pretending not to hear.

"Hey, do you hear me? I'm talking to you..." The girl was angry.

"It sounds good."

Everyone could hear the reluctance in his words. The girl suddenly laughed. I know, are you still angry? Across the cabin, Han Feng couldn't see the girl's spring flower-like smile. But he can guess the little pride in the eyes of Dongfang. I can't help but be a little angry. Why can't you always get along with me, an unknown pawn?

Dong smiled carefully and said, I just want to fight with you. Who told you... I can't fight with this girl first... defeated... and...

listed one by one, Han Feng's "crimes" are really many. Only then did he know that he had become an unpardonable villain in the beautiful woman's heart. I couldn't help sighing in my heart. It was really a bad year. I didn't look at the almanac when I went out. He thought of an old saying: Only women and villains in the world are difficult to raise! But he dare not say this out of his mouth. Only self-pity in my heart.

Dongfang carefully seemed to remember something and suddenly said loudly. Don't forget the two conditions you promised me! Han Feng was uneasy and didn't know what conditions this aunt would offer to him as a villain. He whispered, if there are any conditions, just say it immediately, so that I don't have to worry about it. Go to the knife mountain and put it into the oil pan. Naturally, Han Feng will not frown...

"Hehe, it's really a man, but this condition? I'll think about it for one night before I tell you..."

Han Feng's heart was cruel and his mind moved. The boat was flying up against the surging current on the commercial water, like an arrow from the string. Across the cabin, he couldn't see the cunning smile from the corners of Dongfang's mouth.

When I was young, the boat had disappeared on the surface of the water. The boat passed through the water without a trace, leaving only half of the air. A bright moon shone coldly on the rolling Shangjiang River and flowed forward sleeplessly...