Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: 1. Dragon and Phoenix 3

Feng Duying stayed in Feng Mansion for most of the day, and didn't leave until dusk.

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening wind blows slowly.

Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and street vendors are also cleaning up their stalls. After a hard day, people rush home one after another. At home, there are hot meals prepared by mothers-in-law, and children are waiting eagerly in front of the door. When people come and go, those faces are full of peace and happiness.

Feng Duying, who watched this scene, stood on the street in a daze.

Although there are open guns and dark arrows in the court, and although there are troubles in the court, these people will no longer be in danger of war, no longer suffer from displacement, they will take root in this land, live and work in peace and contentment, marry and have children, Generation after generation, one day this once devastated land will usher in a prosperous and prosperous age.

Thus, she, who was originally depressed, couldn't help feeling warm in her heart at this moment, feeling slightly joyful and gratified. I don't want to go back to the mansion for a while, I want to take a walk in this imperial city, see the streets of this imperial city, and see the people of this imperial city.

Du Kang led the horse and followed her silently.

Walking along the way, smelling the smell of food from time to time, in the hurried footsteps, there are also the sounds of parents calling the children playing outside to go home for dinner, the sound of children chasing and rushing home, the greetings of neighbors, Even the sound of couples arguing, beating and scolding their children...it was very noisy, but it was all these that merged into a peaceful song.

While watching and walking, Feng Duying gradually became calm and peaceful. Walking casually, he left the city unconsciously and arrived at the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Gradually, what you see is no longer a bustling street, and the wilderness is becoming more and more desolate, with few people. trace.

A hundred years of troubled times have made this land barren, and it has also carved scars on the hearts of the people on this land. It is not possible to make this land prosperous again overnight. When the waste is waiting to be revived.

Feng Duying stood by the side of the road, looking casually.

Under the crimson sunset, there are several broken walls of different heights in the distance. There are figures and voices behind the walls, and white air can be vaguely seen rising from behind the broken walls. It seems that they are some homeless wanderers. Settling down here, we gathered the food that everyone begged and picked up and cooked together, and we will have a dinner.

These broken walls and ruins, these figures of smoke and smoke, are so familiar, just like those in the past, when hunger, fatigue, and sorrow are worn out day by day, and the mood is heavy again in an instant, and the eyes are dimmed, and I don't want to look again. She was about to leave, when suddenly she heard a singing voice:

"Bian Bilusi, return to Fei Titi.

There is no one who does not die, but I am alone.

What is my fault?

The heart is worried, what is the cloud like?

Whispering and thinking, the scorpion is the grass.

My heart is sad, and I am ashamed.

Fake sleep and sigh forever, worry about old age.

The heart is worried, and the disease is like a sick head. "[Note ○2]

Singing a sad song with a hoarse voice, the vicissitudes of life are even more desolate in the twilight of the setting sun. Feng Duying couldn't help but pause at his feet, and turned to look at the broken wall.

When the singing stopped, the sadness and depression lingered endlessly.

"Why does this elder brother sing such a dirge?" Suddenly, a man's voice came, like a guqin crooning, with pity in its depth.

"Alas!" Someone sighed, and from the hoarse voice, it was obvious that it was the man who had just sung the tragic song, "Master, look at the village over there, every house is full of smoke, and my family is full, but my relatives are gone. How can you not be sad when you are old but homeless?"

"Oh? Brother's relatives?"

"They're all dead. My brother died for blocking arrows for me during the war, and my mother-in-law gave me bran cakes to eat and died of starvation during the famine." The hoarse male voice was even more dry.

"So that's how it is." The man sighed deeply, and then said, "Then brother shouldn't be worried."

"Huh? This... Young Master, what do you mean?" the man asked.

"Your brother and wife both died for you, so it shows that you have a deep affection for you. How can you waste your life and indulge in sorrow? Wouldn't it be a shame for them to save each other?" In the man's voice With deep sympathy and admonition, "The death of the dead is for the better life of the living. In order to repay your brother and wife, the eldest brother should abandon sorrow and live well."

When he heard the phrase "the death of the dead is for the better life of the living", Feng Duying outside the wall was startled, and his mind was slightly dazed.

There was a complete silence inside the wall, and then there were several sneering sneers.

"This son's words are really beautiful!"

"Hmph! A better life? A good life? It's so easy to say! Don't we want to live a good life? How do you know our difficulties!"

"Go, go! This is not the place for you "live well" nobles!"

Several people in the broken wall answered eccentrically, and the sneering voices were all full of anger and disdain.

"Alas!" The hoarse male voice sounded again, with deep helplessness and despair, "My son, who doesn't want to live a good life, eat enough and dress warmly, and have parents and brothers?" Wives and children... But we are just people with nothing. No matter where we go, we are like rats in the gutter. We are spurned, beaten and scolded by everyone we see. If you go to the side of the road, you can only feed the wild dogs and leave your bones, and you can only be a lonely ghost after death..."

When he said this, the man's voice choked up, thinking he couldn't continue. And his words touched the hearts of many people. Some recalled what happened in these years, and complained about the injustice; some thought of the tragic death of their relatives in the war, and wept bitterly; The earthenware pot, without saying a word.

These people, after eating this meal, they don't know what the next meal will be, and after living today, they don't know if they will see the sun rise tomorrow.

Hearing the scolding and crying in the broken wall, Feng Duying's thoughts drifted back to the past again. Why didn't she and her seven brothers live the same way back then, picking up leftovers from other people's food, fighting with rats, worms and beasts for half a piece of rotten meat, getting splashed with slop for half a moldy steamed bun...Those days I think about now. , is still vivid.

She suddenly raised her voice and said: "Although she has nothing, she is not without hands and feet. Instead of pitying herself all day long, why don't you earn food and clothing by yourself?"

The people in the broken wall were howling and cursing, and suddenly they were startled when they heard such a loud sentence, and then they uttered another curse.

"Fuck it! Another one who can stand and talk without back pain!"

"They are all blind people who pretend to be good people of his uncle!"

"The one outside is General Fengying of the dynasty."

"Fuck you grandma!"

Amidst the furious scolding, the male voice that sounded like a guqin was extraordinarily clear. When he understood it, there was suddenly silence in the broken wall.

And Feng Duying outside the wall was also taken aback for a moment, secretly wondering why this person knew it was her just by hearing the voice, but the man's voice was also somewhat familiar. So, she stepped up and walked into the broken wall.

"Feng... Feng... General Shadow?"

The tramps in the wall stuttered one by one, because such a character is too high and unattainable for them, and now they are so close in front of them, and they are still yelling at her. They panicked.

When she was at a loss, she saw a white shadow coming in from the broken wall. The crimson sunset glow covered her body with red light, and the golden phoenix feathers on her sleeves fluttered in the evening wind, like a phoenix descending from the sky, her whole body was full of splendor. Overflowing, gorgeous light frightening.

In an instant, all of them fell to their knees in the broken wall.

"The villain meets the general!"

The vagrants crawled to the ground one by one.

Feng Duying looked over the crowd on the ground, looking at the only standing man. The man was about twenty-five or six years old, tall and tall, with a high forehead and a straight nose. Although his appearance was not as handsome as Du Kang's, he had an elegant and upright demeanor far superior to Du Kang's. He stood among the group of homeless people. It adds to the sense of standing out from the crowd.

"Gu Yunyuan? Why are you here?" Feng Duying was slightly startled, and reflexively wanted to press his forehead.

When Feng Duying called out the man's name, he had already bowed politely, even though he bent over, he did not show a humble attitude, like a pine and cypress nodding slightly when facing the wind. When he raised his head, the peaks of his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the natural brows overflowed with a sense of openness and openness, "Just like the general, he walked here casually."

Hearing such an answer, Feng Duying raised his brows slightly, but did not say any more. He moved his eyes and glanced at the group of people lying on the ground in panic. They were all in ragged clothes, with messy hair and dirty faces.

"Get up."

The people kneeling on the ground raised their heads slightly, but they didn't dare to stand up. They quietly looked forward and saw the slim figure, they felt more and more ashamed, and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look again.

Feng Duying looked at the group of people quietly.

The crowd on the ground naturally did not dare to make a sound because of the atmosphere, and the silence inside the broken wall was like an abyss.

After a while, Feng Duying said: "During the century-old war, countless people were displaced like you, and this general was among them." Her tone was light, but everyone on the ground was shocked when they heard the words . "I don't have enough food, I don't have enough clothes to cover my body, I have experienced cold words and scolding, fists and kicks... I have tasted all these feelings. But I have also tasted what it is like to carry a hundred catties of sand and stones for a steamed bun." She looked at Everyone's eyes were filled with a sense of calmness after a thousand sails had passed, "That steamed bun is clean and fresh, and the first bite has no taste, but after chewing it carefully, it will have a sweet taste."

Everyone on the ground was shocked again, and they couldn't help but look up at her.

Could it be that the noble general in front of him was really from a humble background, begging and vagabonding, working as a coolie... and experiencing all the humiliation and misery they experienced?

"I would be able to carry a hundred catties of sand and stones in exchange for a full steamed bun, why can't you?" Feng Duying's sharp phoenix eyes swept over those people, "The world is set now, and it's not life and death. There is no guarantee of troubled times, and you all have hands and feet, why can't you use your own strength to exchange for food and clothing?"

Her gaze and questioning were as sharp as a knife, as if she could scrape away the filth on those people's faces, making them feel ashamed.

"General...General." Someone in the crowd raised his head shyly, "After the villain came to the imperial capital, he wanted to go to the rice store to carry sacks, but was beaten out by the guys..."

The man's words fell to the ground, and immediately there were two more people who joined him. They also wanted to work for food, but no one refused to speak, and they were beaten and scolded instead.

Feng Duying was unmoved, looking at those people, "If you were rejected once, you can come again; if you can't do it in one place, come again in another place. There are people who are cruel and cold in this world, but there are also old ways of enthusiasm. You go to find it ten times , A hundred times, I would never believe that no one in the world would use you! But if you are as timid as you are, you should starve to death and freeze to death!"

The words were so cruel, but they pointed at the cowardly nature of those people like a sharp sword, and many people were ashamed and dumbfounded. As she said, some of them have been wandering for many years and have become accustomed to the life of begging for nothing. A few of them once thought about working for food, but after being spurned and beaten, they never thought about it again. , would rather live in such a chaotic state until the day they die, and don't want to be ashamed again. They just cursed behind their backs those who beat and scolded them and looked down on them to die, even after they died, they would have to suffer eighteen layers of hell.

They don't have the courage to try ten or a hundred times, they are already desperate for the world and life.

When these people were ashamed, Feng Duying's voice sounded again: "Eighty miles away, the Weihe River is in short supply for repairing the embankment."

Everyone was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized, they suddenly raised their heads to look at her, their eyes widened and their mouths wide open, but they couldn't move or speak like wooden chickens. These people, who have been abandoned by the world, have been wandering in the darkness for too long. When a lamp suddenly lights up above their heads, and someone calls them suddenly, they can't believe it, but they are at a loss.

At this moment, their chests were full of ups and downs, sorrows, joys and sorrows. It could be described as mixed feelings, so that their throats were blocked, and they could only breathe rough and excited, but they couldn't speak at all. .

"Go to the river, wash your hair, face, and body, and go out dignifiedly, who in this world would dare to despise you!" Feng Duying's clear and calm voice contained a kind of power, making the ground Everyone involuntarily straightened their waists and raised their heads. What I see in my eyes is a woman in white clothes, bathed in the twilight, standing among the ruins, but she is so tall. "Your life is your own. Whether you live like a mouse or like a human in this life depends on how you live!"

After her words fell, there was a moment of silence in the broken wall, and then suddenly someone kowtowed, choked up and cried: "Thank you, General! The villain has no teeth and never forgets what the General said today!"

His words seemed to wake everyone up.

"Thank you, General, for your kindness!"

"The villain will set off for the Wei River tomorrow, and the villain will build embankments in exchange for food!"

"The villain should not be a mouse, but an upright man!"

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The group of vagrants kowtowed in gratitude.

"Get up."

This time, everyone obeyed Feng Duying's order and stood up from the ground.

"Brother, listening to the song you sang just now, you think you are a scholar?" Gu Yunyuan said suddenly, looking at the thin man in the crowd with his back slightly arched.

Hearing this, Feng Duying first glanced at Gu Yunyuan, and then looked at the man.

"Report to my lord." The man saw that this young master knew General Fengying, and presumably he was also an official in the court, so he bowed his hands to Gu Yunyuan, although his voice was hoarse, but his demeanor was added. He is gentle, "The father of the villain originally opened a bookstore, so he read a few books since he was a child."

"I see." Gu Yunyuan smiled, then looked at Feng Duying.

Feng Duying's heart moved, thinking that he was careful, so he said to the man: "Since you have studied, you may not be able to memorize embankment stones by your appearance, so let's do some bookkeeping." Something." As she spoke, she raised her hand and tore off a piece of sleeve, on which was a piece of golden phoenix feather, and she handed it to the man, "Take this thing and go to the river supervisor Wang Huiwang, he will do something when he sees it. placement."

The man didn't expect to have such an arrangement, he suddenly looked up at Feng Duying, his eyes filled with tears, "Putting!" He bowed his head again, "The villain thanks the general and the lord for the kindness of rebirth, the next life You must hold the grass and form a ring to repay each other!"

"Get up." Feng Duying glanced at the crowd again, "If you have any skills, you must report to the river supervisor when you arrive at the Weihe River, and he will take care of himself."

"I understand! Thank you, General!"

Feng Duying stepped up, turned and left silently, when everyone got up from the ground, there was only the young master who had persuaded them to live well in front of them.

"There is no end to the sky, I hope everyone will take care of it." Gu Yunyuan smiled at those people, that smile was like a breeze blowing across the sky, sweeping away the haze and depression, making the blue sky clear and clear. "Farewell." He bid farewell, and then walked away.

Behind them, the group of homeless people were immersed in surprise and excitement.

Getting out of the broken wall, Gu Yunyuan sped up a few steps and caught up with Feng Duying and Du Kang in front, "General, are you going back to the city now?"

Feng Duying didn't want to answer lazily, and reached out to take the rein from Du Kang.

"What a handsome horse." Gu Yunyuan looked at the snow-white horse and praised it. At the same time, he stepped over and stood beside the horse. He reached out and touched the horse's mane, looking familiar. But the white horse also tilted its head and rubbed against his hand, appearing very close.

Feng Duying frowned when he saw it, and gave Gu Yunyuan a snort in his stomach: It's not the first time I've seen it! But his eyes are staring at the white horse: he usually has a posture of not getting close to strangers, why does he not have a temper with Gu Yunyuan alone? !

Gu Yunyuan's gaze shifted from the white horse to Feng Duying, with a smile on his face, but in Feng Duying's view, this smile was malicious no matter how you looked at it, his scalp felt numb immediately, and he wanted to raise his foot Get on your horse and leave. "This horse is so majestic, it must be no problem to carry two people, the general will take me on it."

The sound was neither too loud nor too small, and it just hit my ears, so Feng Duying's foot that had been on the stirrup hung there and did not move.

"It takes more than half an hour to go back to the city from here, I'm afraid the city gate will be closed when I get there." Gu Yunyuan looked up at the darkening sky, then rubbed his belly again, "Oh, pity me Haven't had dinner yet."

The veins on Feng Duying's forehead twitched, and he flew onto the horse in an instant, "Du Kang, take him with you."

Gu Yunyuan watched the white horse go away, then turned around and asked Du Kang with a sigh: "Do you think she hates me or is she afraid of me?"

Du Kang remained silent with an indifferent face.

Gu Yunyuan looked at the horse that Du Kang was leading, and said with regret: "It would be great if you were not here, Du Kang, General Feng will definitely take me on the same ride."

The silent Du Kang was still silent, he just glanced at Gu Yunyuan, considering whether to help him get on the horse. Unexpectedly, Gu Yunyuan got on the horse's stirrup, turned over and got on the horse's back. His agile skills were not at all like the frail scholar image he showed on the outside.

However, Du Kang didn't have the heart to explore, he raised his palm and patted the horse's buttocks, so the horse galloped, but he performed lightness kung fu and ran side by side with the horse.

On the horseback, Gu Yunyuan sat firmly, not surprised by Du Kang's actions. Why does the jealous brother not touch you?"

Du Kang was silent.

But Gu Yunyuan didn't take it seriously at all, and said again: "Oh, sorry, I have never been with her for a day, and I have never done anything outrageous, but I have been regarded as a thorn in the flesh by her brothers for several years, so I am not wronged." la la."

Du Kang continued to remain silent, but he couldn't help but snorted in the end: In the eyes of her brothers, the things you have done, Mr. Gu, are so out of line that it would not be a pity to die a hundred times!

"Du Kang, you said that I have been demoted to the eighth-rank Wencao. Is there any possibility of being demoted next time?"

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"Du Kang, you can't say a word for a day like this, how can she bear you?"

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In the early morning of the second day, the trick of retreating into advance was not used.

On the jade throne, when Dong Shixiu saw His Highness's black and white figure standing side by side, he took the initiative to talk to her. Even though it was just a question of "Is there such a person who came to the court without wearing court clothes", the six brothers of His Royal Highness all breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the deadlock between siblings was finally over. In the past, Feng Duying would probably just answer "it's so comfortable" casually to such questioning, but today, when her brother finally agreed to talk to her, she could only obediently say "oh", There are many words.

After the early morning, all seven of them received a message from the servant, "Your Majesty, please go to the Lingxiao Palace".

After the six brothers agreed, they didn't immediately go to Lingxiao Palace, but slowed down by coincidence.

For example, Huang Ti saw several nephews practicing martial arts in front of the Ming Jing Hall, so he pointed out a few tricks; Ning Jingyuan accidentally "lost" in the palace, so several female historians rushed to lead him the way. Talk softly on the road and walk around to see how comfortable it is; Fengji turned halfway to the Imperial Garden to admire the peonies; Bai Yima went to Langyu Pavilion to find a few books; Glittering treasures to nourish the eyes; Nan Pianyue touched his belly and went to the imperial dining room, and said sadly, "I haven't eaten breakfast, I'm so hungry", so the next moment he sat in front of the table full of delicacies and munched heavily.

About an hour later, the six brothers arrived at Lingxiao Palace again.

Pushing open the hall door, the spacious hall is quiet and quiet, on the floor covered with a red soft blanket, Feng Duying is sleeping soundly with his head resting on his head.

Seems to be reconciled.

The six smiled slightly.

The person who was sleeping with Feng Duying on his legs was the current Emperor Dong Shixiu. Although he was sitting on the ground, it still made people feel that he was very tall. He was wearing a long robe and his hair was loose. He looked like an idle man living at home without worrying about food and clothing. One cannot see him as an idler. Now he is playing with a strand of Feng Duying's long hair with one hand, looking at the booklets with the other hand, and seeing six people coming in, he lifts his chin and points to the piles of booklets on the ground, saying: "One pile for each person."

On the floor covered with a red soft carpet, except for a few low tables with tea, fruits, snacks and fine wine and some scattered cushions, it is all folds.

"I knew it, it would be a bad thing to be called by the big brother!" Nan Pianyue was the first to call out. He was the youngest brother among the eight. baby face, so he still looks like a teenager. At this moment, he looked at the piles of papers, wrinkled his baby face into a bitter face, "Why do you still need to look at these things after moving out of the palace?"

The reviewing of the memorials was only done by the emperor, and it could only be done by the emperor, but their elder brother was obviously a different kind, and they had to drag their brother along with them in everything they did. From the time when the eight of them lived together in the imperial palace, they were dragged by the elder brother to read the booklets together every day, often in the middle of the night, no one could be lazy. And one of the reasons why he wanted to move out of the palace so much was that he didn't want to criticize papers anymore, but he didn't expect that after moving out, the brothers would still be called to Lingxiao Palace often. Except for the eight of them who can come and go freely, no courtiers or concubines are allowed to enter Lingxiao Palace, even the servants and servants who are waiting are not allowed to come near unless they are called. And every time they were reported to Lingxiao Palace, everyone only said that the eight of them were "discussing state affairs", but no one knew that their brothers were being oppressed to work on "the emperor's business".

"What are you shouting about? You will never be spared if you are called to Lingxiao Temple." Ning Jingyuan sighed resignedly, then swept his eyes with a pair of eyes that seemed to always be smiling, and hurried away Sitting down in front of a pile of papers that seem to have a slightly smaller number of copies, this kind of hard work, can be a little less.

When Ning Jingyuan sat down, Nan Pianyue was jumping in front of the pile of booklets. Seeing that he was a step behind, and in view of the lesson that "the third brother is the person who should not be offended after the fourth brother", he had no choice but to do something else. Pick a bunch and sit down, but still don't forget to mutter: "I don't look like an older brother at all, and I won't let my younger brother pick first."

Tranquility pretended not to hear it, and unfolded the booklet with a shake of the hand. The sound of shaking made the hairs on the back of Nan Pianyue's head stand up, so she stopped talking, and obediently picked up a booklet, but her eyes were peeping The other brothers want to see if there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Over there, Huang Ti and Bai Yima didn't say much, they were already sitting on a pile of papers and seriously reviewing them.

Huajingtai was also sitting in front of a pile of booklets, but he did not forget to remind Dong Shixiu: "Brother, this is not my job. If I read these for you, then this month's salary will be increased by an extra 100 shi." He was dressed in gold, with a golden crown on his hair, and gold rings on his arms, so that when he moved a little, there would be a golden light shining, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

After hearing what he said, Dong Shixiu didn't say a word, but Ning Jingyuan kindly reminded his younger brother: "Sixth brother, the golden light on your body has been stared at by those at Yushitai for a long time."

As soon as Hua Jingtai heard those piercing gazes nailed to his body, he couldn't help pointing at Fengji: "Obviously, the jade pendant on my fourth brother's waist is more than enough for ten of my clothes, but why do those censors believe that I am a corrupt official, and you keep an eye on me?"

Ning Jingyuan shook his head: "You have always thought you were smart, but you can't understand such a simple truth."

"Third Brother, please advise me." Hua Jingtai bowed his hands sincerely.

Therefore, Ning Jingyuan preached to his younger brother in a long-pitched and sighing tone: "The world has always judged the quality of character by the level of beauty."

Nan Pianyue gave a loud "Pu Chi!", and then hurriedly covered her mouth in a pretentious manner, her eyes flickering between Zhezi and Fengji.

"Oh!" Hua Jingtai acted suddenly enlightened, then waved his hand generously, "Then I can only be convinced."

But Fengji didn't seem to have heard these words. He picked up the booklet and turned it over casually, then put it down, and so on. After a while, he divided the pile of booklets into several small piles, and then he divided them into small piles. A few small piles of papers were carried to several brothers one by one: "Second brother, these are all papers from the military officer; Third brother, these are officials' promotions, appointments and removals, you can decide; Fifth brother, these criminal cases are for you to solve the crimes." "Sixth brother, these are people who are asking for tax relief; eighth brother, you should also learn about the sacrificial matters in the Taichang Mansion." So, his pile of notebooks was allotted in this way.

There was another addition to the scriptures, Huang Ti just watched and approved without any reaction; After weighing up the naked threat of changing you next time, I felt that it was much easier to read a few papers than months of hard work, so I didn’t say a word; Huajingtai was even simpler, and said directly: “ Fourth brother, I want one of the Moxue peonies you planted." His request made everyone present understand. Fengji's mansion has that rare flower all over the world, and if he wants it, he will definitely exchange it for a thousand pieces of gold.

"Miser." Nan Pianyue whispered.

"It's the God of Wealth General!" Hua Jing corrected without raising his head.

Nan Pianyue glanced at the golden light all over his body, decided not to argue with him, but turned to Feng Ji and said, "Fourth brother, it's obviously a group of one person!"

"Elder brother has something to do, younger brother will do his best." Fengji smiled very softly.

Nan Pianyue was so frightened by this overly gentle smiling face that her heart trembled, but she still asked unwillingly, "Then why don't you help the second and third brothers?"

"My younger brother has something to do, so my elder brother will do his best." Feng Ji answered it as a matter of course.

"I am the younger brother! And the youngest brother!" Nan Pianyue deliberately emphasized the word "brother".

"The older brother has something to do, the younger brother will do his best." Fengji repeated the preface calmly.

Nan Pianyue was dumbfounded.

He really wanted to yell: Fourth Brother, you are a double-faced man!

He also wanted to yell: The world should really tell the world to see how the perfect Dadong No. 1 person in their eyes is brazenly bullying his brothers in private!

Of course, he only dared to yell these words in his stomach.

He just looked at Dong Shixiu with all kinds of grievances: "Brother, don't you care?"

"I have divided it into six fairly." Dong Shixiu unhurriedly flipped through the booklet in his hand. The implication is that the six of you are responsible for completing the approval, and it doesn't matter who looks at it and who doesn't.

"Then why can Seventh Sister not watch it?" Nan Pianyue looked at Feng Duying, who was sleeping soundly, very upset.

But Dong Shixiu's answer made him even more depressed.

"There is only one younger sister, so naturally she should pamper her well. There are so many younger brothers, one is exhausted, and there are several more."

After finishing speaking, Dong Shixiu raised his hand to caress Fufeng Duying's hair, looking like a loving brother.

"Woooo..." Nan Pianyue covered her face and wept bitterly, "I want to cut off my robe...Obviously I am the youngest, why no one loves me, woooooo... You all just want to be judged..." Will bully me that I can't beat you at a young age... woo woo woo... No one cares about me..."

The few people in the hall remained motionless. If they hadn't heard of it, only Bai Yima turned his head and looked helplessly at the eighth younger brother. Although he knew that the face under the sleeve definitely didn't have a single tear, he still couldn't help but say: " Eighth brother, fifth brother will help you share some." The gentle-looking Bai Yima ranked fifth among the eight people, and was also the most gentle among the eight people with different personalities.

Sure enough, Nan Pianyue put down her hand immediately, and smiled with a baby face: "Fifth Brother is the best." As he said that, he hurriedly moved all the folders in front of him to Bai Yima, and finally kept a little With the copy in his hand, he looked at it lazily by leaning aside, making up his mind to wait for his brothers to finish approving it before waving the ink pen.

"Xiao Ba, I heard that you fell in love with a girl who sells wine in a certain wine shop." Unexpectedly, Ning Ningyuan said suddenly.

Hearing this, Nan Pianyue sat up straight and widened her eyes: "What do you want to do?"

He looked very much like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with all its fur standing up, looking at the people around him defensively.

In fact, no wonder he is like this.

Because of the marriages of his elder brothers, he decided that those noble, beautiful and famous ladies are difficult to get along with, so he made up his mind to marry an ordinary woman, and don't ask the matchmaker to say Dear, I have to go to the photoshoot by myself. It's just that... when he just got interested in a certain woman, his brothers all ran to watch her under the guise of "guarding the eighth brother". The girls from ordinary families were so frightened that they never had any contact with him, and they all said that they "did not dare to climb high". So this time, he kept quiet, fearing that he would be ruined by his brothers again, but... it seems that he still didn't hide it from the third brother who was the most sensitive.

"Why don't you do it." Tranquility said leisurely, "I just thought, if that girl sees your brazen appearance, I don't know if she will dare to marry you."

"Hmph, what a shame, I'm obviously cute and well-behaved." Nan Pianyue has always been the thickest-skinned of the eight.

"Crack!" As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Jingtai slapped a note on his head, "Little Ba, I really can't help but want to slap you, so don't blame me." This younger brother is clearly in his twenties He's a big man in his early years, but he always puts on a baby face and pretends to be tender and stupid, so thick-skinned that it's almost shameless.

Nan Pian Yue's mouth deflated, and she wanted to cry again, but Xiang Feng Duying over there turned over, so Dong Shixiu raised his hand, and a copy was pasted on Nan Pian Yue's mouth.

"Work, sleep." He shouted.

Nan Pian's moon-eyed bead rolled around, thinking about the consequences of waking up Feng Duying, and then looking at Feng Ji who was leaning on the desk, eyes closed, seemingly leisurely drinking tea, and decided to leave it for the time being. So he waved the booklet in his hand and fell asleep with his head in his arms.

The hall was silent for a while, only the sound of flipping books and the rustling of vermilion brushes.