Ye Songyan didn't seem annoyed, but Side couldn't stand her noise and begged Ye Zelin to change the driver. Ye Zelin ignored him, so he had to endure it.
Only Sanqiao knows why Hua Fushu is so noisy.
The carriage stopped in front of an inn. Hua Fushu jumped off the carriage and was about to say a few words to Ye Song.
Unexpectedly, Ye Zelin looked over.
When it reached his throat, Hua Fushu couldn't spit it out.
Ye Songyan was slightly embarrassed and tried to smooth things over, "Sister-in-law, let's talk again when we have time. I'm a little tired today and want to rest for a while."
Hua Fushu originally wanted to talk to him later, but after hearing what he meant, he said "good".
Initially, she went to find Ye Songyan because she didn't want to talk to Ye Zelin. Over the past few days, she found that she got along very well with Ye Songyan and wanted to talk to him more and more.
Hua Fushu stretched and entered the inn.
The waiter led them to the third floor, which was quite quiet. Hua Fushu picked a guest room at random and closed the door as soon as he entered.
Ye Zelin wanted to go in, but was blocked outside the door. He smiled helplessly and he and Ye Songyan each chose a guest room on the side.
After a short rest, Ye Zelin came out of the guest room, walked to the street, entered a shop, and came out a moment later with a changed set of clothes.
Standing by the window, Ye Songyan happened to see Ye Zelin. He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then went out. When he passed by Hua Fushu's door, he heard her voice, "Qiao'er, don't disturb me from resting."
He walked out of the inn in two or three steps.
Xueao Villa is located outside Luoyang City. When Ye Zelin arrived here, he saw lush vegetation, singing birds and fragrant flowers. It was a prosperous scene, but it was sparsely populated.
The ruins were covered with green vines. Ye Zelin recognized the plant as the most common evening primrose on the roadside, which blooms in the morning and withers in the evening.
Walking past the ruins and into the village, there were broken tiles, dead leaves and rotten leaves mixed with green weeds, and several houses had collapsed.
He approached a house that had not collapsed, and a foul smell hit him in the face. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, and after a while, he covered his face with a black scarf.
Looking closely at the house, I saw thick dust and cobwebs, leaving deep footprints. Looking up, I saw that the roof had several holes and was already vulnerable to wind and rain.
Walking out of the dilapidated house and looking around, Ye Zelin frowned. What on earth had happened here? Why did the descendants of Meihua disappear overnight?
He was thinking curiously and walked into the villa. Not long after he arrived, he heard the sound of fighting.
Curious and on edge, he quietly approached, hid behind a broken wall, and watched the fight.
Of the two people fighting, the older one was a man, wearing a black scarf like him, so his face was unknown, but his eyes were full of murderous intent and ruthlessness.
The other figure was slender, the cold sword in his hand flashed dazzling white light in the sunlight, and his red clothes danced as he moved.
Ye Zelin observed their every move and found that the moves they used were extremely similar.
The woman was quite skilled, but slightly inferior to the man. She gradually fell into a disadvantage and could only dodge the attacks. When the man's sword came slashing at her, the woman looked panicked and wanted to avoid it but it was too late.
At that moment, several scimitars flew towards him. The man spun around to avoid them, and the scimitars sank into the rubble.
The man was about to attack again when he heard the woman say, "Master, is that you?"
Hearing this, the man was startled and looked around. The murderous intent in his eyes was still there, only a hint of fear. He looked at the woman in red again, then he flew over the eaves and walls and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
The woman stared at the broken wall where Ye Zelin was standing, and a grateful smile appeared under her golden face. "I am deeply grateful for your help, Master. I am busy with important matters and cannot meet you. If we meet again in the future, I will definitely repay you."
After saying this, the woman bowed to the wall and then walked away quickly.
As soon as the woman left, Ye Zelin emerged from behind the broken wall. He looked in the direction she had disappeared, frowning as he pondered who this woman was, why was she there, and who was the man fighting her? And why did the man retreat so quickly in fear when he heard the word "Master"?
What is the relationship between the man and her?
Hearing her introduce herself, he couldn't help but chuckle, Qianshu, what kind of name is this?
There is actually a girl named "Tree". This word is mostly used for boys. When paired with a thousand characters, it is neither elegant nor vulgar.
Suddenly I remembered that Hua Fushu also used the word "Yingjun" as his name, which was not too vulgar.
He didn't want to think too much about it, and just assumed that the two men were enemies who came here to duel.
Walking deeper into the villa and surveying the ruins, Ye Zelin didn't know how long he had lived. He was annoyed that he had gained nothing. Just as he was about to leave, he seemed to touch something and heard a sound. He looked and found that he had touched a mechanism on the stone.
Suddenly, a huge rock on the rockery moved slowly, revealing a door.
He looked at the stone gate, then looked around, thought for a moment, and then entered the stone gate.
It turned out to be a basement.
With the help of the light coming in, Ye Zelin took a quick look at the basement. The basement was about ten feet wide and nearly ten feet high. There were patterns carved on the walls, but the light was too dim to see clearly what was there.
Ye Zelin took out a fire starter and blew it up. The faint light was enough to barely make out the pattern on the wall.
The mural depicts human figures, a man and a woman. Next to the woman's figure are two lines of poetry: The plum blossom is three parts less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossom.
Ye Zelin looked at the two people on the mural and roughly guessed their identities. The man should be the ancestor of the plum blossom descendant.
Hundreds of years ago, the world-famous first-generation inheritor of the plum blossom, His Majesty once said that the prosperous and revitalized era during the reign of Emperor Zhao was created by the first-generation inheritor of the plum blossom, and this woman is most likely the Princess of Northern Tang, the wife of the first-generation inheritor of the plum blossom.
Looking down at the second mural, Ye Zelin felt that it looked very familiar. Before leaving Beijing, His Majesty had shown him a scroll that depicted the descendants of the plum blossom rescuing His Majesty Taizu. Wasn't this carving on the stone wall the exact scene on the scroll?
The successor of the plum blossom is wearing cloth clothes, with two flower-shaped ornaments on his waist and a long sword with red tassels to defend against the heroic soldiers. His Majesty Taizu is behind the successor of the plum blossom and is being protected tightly.
What is different from the painting is that there are eight big characters on the mural: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the country.
Ye Zelin turned to look at the next mural. He was gloomy because there was no picture on the stone wall, only a few lines of words: "When the seams are chaotic, they will inevitably emerge; when they are at ease, they will return. Reaching the pinnacle of achievement, it is like floating clouds. Picking chrysanthemums by the eastern hedge, leisurely in the southern mountains."
Looking at this sentence and then looking at the second mural, I thought of the two births of the successor of plum blossom.
During the reign of Emperor Zhao of Tang, the situation was turbulent and wars were raging everywhere. The heir of the plum blossom appeared out of nowhere and quelled the turmoil and stopped the wars. Afterwards, the country returned to peace and the heir of the plum blossom retired from the world.
During the reign of Taizu, the world was in chaos and divided into pieces. A descendant of plum blossoms was born and helped Taizu quell the war and establish the Song Dynasty, but then disappeared from the world.
Looking at the two times when the successor of plum blossom was born and the two times when he retired, it is very consistent with the words engraved on the stone wall: go out when there is chaos and return when there is peace.
Once the world is in chaos and the situation is turbulent, the successor of the plum blossom will be born. When the world is settled and peaceful, the successor of the plum blossom will disappear from the world.
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