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Chapter 80 Volume Three Fifteen
Leaving Luofu Mountain and heading south for a few hundred miles, it is another city.
There are willow trees on both sides of the road, Liu Yan sat beside Shen Jue, just about to say that the scenery is beautiful, a gust of wind suddenly blew, the willow branches above his head swayed, and a few leaves fell.
A leaf knows autumn.
It is already autumn.
Traveling around the mountains and waters all the way, the journey was slow, and before I knew it, it had been two months since I left the mountain. Liu Yan played with the willow leaves in his hands and asked where Shen Jue was. Shen Jue said, "It seems to be Yongcheng in front."
Yongcheng. Actually revisited the place.
Along the way, I never had a destination. I went wherever it was fun to walk on the road. When I reached the fork, I also saw where the scenery was beautiful and where I went. The road was rough, but it brought them here - the place where they met. Maybe there is a divine will in the dark. Liu Yan turned around, smiled at the man who was dozing off in the car, and said, "Yimo, Yongcheng is in front."
Yimo muttered, why did you come here, and then lazily instructed Shen Jue: "Enter the city."
Entering the city gate, there are scattered pedestrians on the avenue, or travelers with burdens, or hawkers carrying goods, or cooks carrying firewood into the city... More than two hundred years have passed, this place The city doesn't seem to have changed at all. There are yamen standing in front of the county yamen, and the streets are full of hawkers shouting.
For more than two hundred years, nothing has changed, except that there is no one in this city who knows him, nor anyone he knows. Real things are different.
Liu Yan stood under the tree for a moment, followed the memory and stopped in front of an inn. The inn is still the same inn. The plaque has not changed a word. It is the same as everything in this city. The red-faced old shopkeeper turned into a youthful young man at the counter.
The three ordered a few side dishes, and Liu Yan asked the man standing beside him, "Do you still have apricot wine in your house?" The man answered loudly, "Yes."
The wine was brought up, one for each of the three, and even the taste was the same. The sourness was spicy, but the aftertaste was mellow and sweet.
These things are passed on from Laozi to sons, and sons to sons, one generation to another, one generation to another, the old to die and the new to born.
If there is no major turbulence, these things will be passed down for thousands of years, like the changes of the sun and the moon, and will never change.
They all lived where their ancestors lived, worked hard, laughed and harvested. Small changes can be ignored.
Liu Yan wanted to go to the Shen residence to see what it would be like there.
After leaving the inn, Liu Yan walked in front, crossed Wuyi Lane, bypassed the Amphibious Bend, and walked across the Qingfeng Bridge - this bridge was built by him donating silver, and after walking for a while in the shady lane, he finally stood In front of the courtyard where he used to live.
The buckle on the scarlet gate was still a lion head buckle, Liu Yan looked back at Yimo and Shen Jue, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Knock," said Emer.
Liu Yan held the doorknob, and without any hesitation, knocked on the door.
It was the owner of the house who greeted them. He glanced at them through the gap, and for some reason, there was a kind of ecstasy on his face.
"Young Master is a traveler?" The middle-aged man's joy was only fleeting, and he quickly regained his composure. His facial features were beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes were calm and calm, or in other words, he was calm.
Even when he is old, his eyes are clear and clear, not the turbidity of ordinary people. After seeing the three people's dresses, they have finalized their identities.
Going out and playing again, naturally he couldn't hide his figure, so even Yimo tied his hair and dressed up as usual.
"Yes," Liu Yan saluted and said, "I am tired from walking and want to ask for a bowl of water. What a nuisance."
The middle-aged man welcomed them in, entered the main hall, officially prepared a dinner table, prepared drinks, and accompany the table in person. Such a warm welcome is a bit inexplicable.
Seeing their doubts, the master said: "To be honest, the family members are waiting for the birth, according to the local customs..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Yan understood, and he waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to explain it in detail. He still understood this custom - according to the custom of Yongcheng, on the first day of the first month of the month when the child was born, the first customer came to the door, whether it was close or distant, or a pedestrian. Merchants, if they are men, have men, and if they are women, they have women. Not necessarily accurate, but it is a local custom. Therefore, their family came to the door, which happened to be the first day of the new year, and was the first customer of this family.
It was a coincidence.
It's just that this big man in the deep house has no customers even at sunset? Also strange. Seeing the master's extraordinary manner, Liu Yan asked without being too polite.
Sure enough, the master said: "It's strange to say that in the past, there were guests to greet the door, but today, at this hour, no one has come." Said to himself: "It seems that this unborn child of my family is related to The three guests are really destined."
Liu Yan also felt destined. With such an event, the four of them sat on the table, all let go, drank wine, and talked gossip. After talking, Liu Yan remembered and asked, "What is your surname, old gentleman?"
"Ah," the master just remembered, he forgot to introduce himself, he felt a little embarrassed, and quickly said, "The old man's surname is Shen."
"...Shen?" Liu Yan instinctively looked at Yimo beside him, and then at Shen Jue, with a strange expression on his face, "Could it be that the household was ordered to be beheaded..."
"Exactly," Master Shen said with a smile, "Although the guests are young, they know a lot."
Liu Yan looked at his face, wondering if it was psychologically supported, and vaguely saw the shadow of Shen HaiโShen Hai from that face. Not expecting to meet the descendants of the Shen family, Liu Yan couldn't react for a while, and sat there in a daze. At this time, Yimo said, "My son's surname is Shen too."
Shen Jue was pushed out inexplicably. Although he was puzzled, he saw the tricks and hurriedly saluted, "Shen Jue is going down."
Master Shen was stunned for a moment: "Shen Jue?" This name was really familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while. I couldn't help but look at Yimo again, seeing his extraordinary aura, I really couldn't tell that he was the father of such an old child, and I felt that this was a ****, so I couldn't ask questions, I had to laugh: "It really is fate. I don't know if the three want to Wherever you go, if you are not in a hurry, it is better to stay here for two days, so that I can fulfill the friendship of the landlord."
Liu Yan originally wanted to take a look at this house. Since the owner has retained it, he will accept it. Stay for two days, walk around the city, walk around, and move on.
Sitting on the seat and chatting for a while, Master Shen called for the servants and took the three of them to the guest room.
The three of them walked slowly behind a young servant, while looking around, it was a completely unfamiliar house, pavilions, pavilions, waterside lotus ponds, Taolin Xiaoxuan beauty corridor, layer upon layer, unfolded one by one.
Perhaps it was not easy for the Shen family to regain their name, and they didn't know how much effort it took to buy back this old house and rebuild the garden. The Shen residence became the Shen residence again.
But the master of this house, don't know how many generations have changed.
Along the way, he smelled a faint fragrance, floating in the air, far and near, not knowing what kind of flower it was, Liu Yan stopped and asked the servant what kind of fragrance it was.
The servant took a sniff and said, "It didn't exist before, and the villain didn't know about it." Liu Yan was even more curious in his heart. He had to figure it out. Going to find someone to ask, three questions and two questions, and went to the housekeeper's place. The housekeeper hurried over, waved the servant away, and simply took the three of them to find the origin of the dark fragrance.
Walking along the lotus pond for a while, there is a path, but after the path is a nunnery.
Liu Yan stayed in front of the nunnery. Although the nunnery had been renovated and was no longer what it used to be, he recognized at a glance that this was the place where his mother practiced when he was still Shen Qingxuan more than two hundred years ago.
Under the steps of the nunnery, some orchids are lushly planted. At this time, these orchids spit out their buds. Although they have not bloomed, they are already fragrant.
The housekeeper was also surprised, and quickly said: "This is the orchid that was transported from the south the year before last. It has been planted for more than a year and has not bloomed. It is only considered that the wrong flower type is selected, but it has bloomed today." He added: "Three The position really has a fate with my family." After speaking, he hurriedly took them to rest, and he hurriedly reported back to the master.
The master and servant thought about it for a long time, and finally Mr. Shen said, "No guests came to the door today, and because of their arrival, the orchid buds, these three people are extraordinary, if there is something, it should be a good omen, maybe it is a metaphor for something. How is it that you and I can guess it through." He said with a free and easy smile, shoved the housekeeper, and closed the door to pick up the book again.
After reading two lines, a flash suddenly occurred in my mind, Shen Jue, isn't that the general beside Chen Wendi?
When my grandfather was alive, he told him that this general was from the Shen family. Or rather, inhuman.
This kind of secret is naturally passed on to the eldest son, who is the 19th generation eldest grandson of the Shen family.
Although he felt suspicious, he did not hesitate. Master Shen opened the door and hurriedly walked towards the Shen family ancestral hall.
In the rebuilt ancestral hall, the ancestral tablets are also placed one by one, and the genealogy that has been re-trimmed and transcribed is also stored in the box.
Master Shen opened the wooden box, took out the genealogy, and read it carefully.
The three members of Liu Yan's family were talking about the Shen family. Sure enough, the current Master Shen was Shen Hai's grandson. When Chen Wendi died, Shen Hai also died the following year. At that time, Shen Hai's eldest son had been in office for five years and had been serving as the crown prince. When Emperor Chen Wen died, the crown prince ascended the throne. In just ten years, he fulfilled his father's unfulfilled wish, and made the Shen family's century-old grievances clear.
It's just that there are more things in the family training from now on, the children and grandchildren are not allowed to enter the official career again.
As soon as said this, the door was knocked.
Yimo seemed a little helpless, rubbed his forehead and said, "The Shen family is difficult to deal with." He waved his hand, and the door opened by himself.
Liu Yan heard two points from his words, looked at Master Shen outside the door, thought about it, and sat still.
Master Shen walked in, looked at Shen Jue seriously, and said after a long time, "But that General Shen who suddenly handed over the tiger talisman and then disappeared from the world?"
Shen Jue had already figured out the meaning from the two fathers, paused, and said, "Exactly."
Master Shen knelt down.
If he was kneeling with the other two, he would have given up, but it was Shen Jue who was kneeling, with a pair of elders on top of his head. How could he get him up, he quickly looked at Yimo and said, "Father."
Emory ignored him.
Shen Jue said again, "Father."
Liu Yan waved his hand: "What do you have to do with me, you can do it yourself."
It was these two calls that made Master Shen, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly enlightened. He looked up at Yimo and asked, "This...is his surname Yi?"
Yimo gave a "hmm" and said, "Get up."
Master Shen stood up, the four people in the room understood each other, and they didn't need to say more.
Liu Yan got up and said, "We should go."
Master Shen looked at him, "Your surname is Liu?"
Liu Yan said: "It can also be surnamed Shen."
Master Shen was about to kneel again, but Liu Yan supported him in one hand, and said lightly: "My life has not come easily, although I have the past, it has long since given up to me. Considering the age, you kneel, I am afraid that Take my life."
In a few simple words, Master Shen is not kneeling, nor is he not kneeling, and the ancestors are in front but not kneeling, isn't it unworthy of his descendants?
Liu Yan laughed "ha", "You should know that I'm not a person bound by etiquette, so why bother with this trivial matter?"
Master Shen naturally remembered the story passed down by the family. The eldest grandson of the thirteenth generation of the Shen family had a blind date with a demon, like a husband and wife, and raised a son.
Master Shen responded and stood aside before asking, "Where are you going?"
"I don't know." Liu Yan said. He is telling the truth, but the people who listened to him thought he deliberately concealed it, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he had the heart to serve, how could he be as happy as the sky and the sea? In his heart, these three were half-immortals, and he didn't dare to restrain them. , only said: "If you agreed to stay for two days and then leave, why don't you want to stay?"
"I'm used to it." Yimo said, raising his eyebrows to look at his sincerity and fear, and said, "Farewell."
Shen Jue went over to open the door, and the three of them filed out. Just as they took a step, they heard Master Shen say behind him, "Young Master Yi, stay here, there is something..."
"What's the matter?" Imo asked.
"When the Shen family suffered a disaster, part of the genealogy was damaged during the escape. When it was revised..."
"Um?"
"My father put your name next to our ancestor Shen Qingxuan....I don't know if it's okay?"
Seeing the delicate expressions on the faces of the three people in the courtyard, Master Shen was really frightened and said quickly, "Because of the stone tablet in the mountain, the rain and wind of the word 'wombat' has not subsided, so my father will call the shots..."
Yimo interrupted him: "All right."
"what?"
Yi Mojing stood there and repeated it again seriously: "It's very good!"
Looking at Liu Yan, Liu Yan also looked straight at him, his eyes met, each with a smile in his eyes.
It really is that have seen thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally closed eyes and sighed - so you are here!