The silence was like an invisible net that was slowly tightening.
Looking at the silent Gu Yuan, Gu Yanfei's eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow on her porcelain-white cheek.
She sighed in her heart, but did not feel disappointed.
It was normal that Gu Yuan had no doubts about what happened back then. Gu Yuan was only three years old at that time. What did a three-year-old child know? What disease did he have? Naturally, he believed whatever the lady said.
Furthermore, most people probably can’t remember many things when they were three or four years old.
Just like her, after two hundred years, she had forgotten many people and many things...until recently, she slowly recalled some perhaps insignificant details.
Gu Yanfei raised his hand and rubbed his brows. A feeling of fatigue surged up uncontrollably, and suddenly Gu Yuan said, "Oh, right, back then, Dad seemed to have asked me..."
Aunt Pang suddenly opened her eyes wide, her body trembled violently, and she didn't even notice that the handkerchief in her hand had slipped out of her hand.
Even Gu Yanfei was distracted for a moment at this moment, his eyes slightly opened, and his heart trembled violently.
She asked quietly, "What happened next?"
Gu Yuan took a deep breath, trying to calm the turbulent tide in his heart. His chest seemed to be filled with anger, and he felt depressed and heavy. He continued, "Later, Dad took Gu Yunyan and me to Yangzhou, until..."
His voice became slower and lower, and finally stopped abruptly.
He didn't say anything more, but everyone present understood what he had left unsaid -
Until Yangzhou fell!
Gu Yuan's eyes became unusually deep, and he pursed his lips. Eight years had passed, but what happened back then was still deeply engraved in his heart, leaving scars that could never be erased.
He lost his father in that war. Everyone said that his father had betrayed his country and surrendered to the enemy. Even his grandmother felt ashamed of his father...
His world suddenly collapsed! Gu Yuan's expression remained motionless, and a faint sadness was faintly revealed in his whole body.
Gu Yanfei stared blankly at Gu Yuan's stern profile, her eyes slightly dazed and desolate, as if she was looking through him at the man whom she had only seen in two lifetimes.
Her father...
"Bang!"
The main door of the hall was suddenly and rudely kicked open from the outside, making a creaking sound. One of the door panels was kicked to the ground and broke into two pieces.
Outside the main room, three people could be seen standing under the eaves outside the gate.
Walking in the center was Xiahou Qing in red, and standing on his left and right were his two close followers, one old and one young.
Xiahou Qing's clothes were as red as fire, still spotless as before;
The other two were covered in dust and looked miserable, as if they had rolled in dust and gravel.
Xiahou Qing glanced at his attendant with disdain and moved two fingers of his right hand slightly. The silver-haired old man tactfully took a step back, then half a step back.
"..." Huang Weijia was left behind by Xiahou Qing and the other two. She felt embarrassed and thought that the guest who stayed overnight was too rude. She had just said that the girl and the young master had something going on, but the other party insisted on breaking in! Gu Yanfei's eyes turned over Xiahou Qing's brand new red shirt, but did not find any dust. She thought to herself: What a pity.
Xiahou Qing didn't say a word, and he felt so comfortable that it seemed as if he was not here uninvited, but was the master of the place.
He walked over the threshold into the main hall with an expressionless face, went straight to the front, then casually lifted his robe and sat down on the armchair at the top with an arrogant attitude.
"I will stay here today." Xiahou Qing declared shamelessly, intending to take over the main courtyard.
The silver-haired old man did not enter the house immediately, but stood in the corridor and clapped his hands lightly.
“Pah!”
The next moment, a row of men in black quickly walked into the main courtyard. No one of them was empty-handed. Screens, incense burners, whisks, chair cushions, small red clay stoves, tea sets and other items were all moved in and arranged one by one.
Deep red curtains were pulled up from the beams, and a colorful three-panel rosewood screen inlaid with jade and flowers was placed on the east side. The floor was covered with a dark red Persian wool carpet, and a rosewood armchair was moved in again, and a large red pillow embroidered with gold thread and a kirin was placed on it.
Someone even placed a jadeite dragon-carved three-legged incense burner in the corner behind the screen...
Their movements were very skillful and well-trained, as if they had done it countless times before. In just a short while, Xiahou Qing's surroundings were completely decorated.
Each of these ornaments is exquisite and gorgeous, and each is priceless, turning such an ordinary living room into a magnificent palace.
A thin wisp of green smoke rose from the incense burner and spread in the air. The fragrance was unique, clear and mellow, with a hint of sweetness.
Gu Yanfei was dumbfounded, and thought to himself: When Xiahou Qing goes out, does he have to take all the things in the house with him? "My Lord, have some tea." A man in black quickly brewed a pot of tea for Xiahou Qing on the spot.
A fresh and pure tea fragrance wafted over, Gu Yanfei's nose twitched and his eyes lit up.
The aroma of this tea is high and clear, pure and sharp, thick and mellow. It is definitely a top-grade tea.
The silver-haired old man called Lao Qi walked towards Gu Yanfei and the others silently, his posture was as straight as a pole, and he said in a cold tone: "Our Lord likes quietness and does not like noise. Please come in."
He naturally issued an order to expel the guest.
"..." Gu Yanfei regretted it and felt that she should have drawn a thunder and fire talisman on the paper crane just now, so that the whole house would collapse.
Chu Yi drank the plum blossom tea in the cup gracefully, his movements and posture were as pleasing to the eye as usual. He turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to the behavior of Xiahou Qing and his party.
After carefully sipping the tea, Chu Yi said calmly, "Master Xiahou, did you come to Dajing for the "Taizu Handwritten Notes"?"
His soft voice sounded slowly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, filling the room with light.
After he finished speaking, the room was completely silent. Apart from the sound of boiling water on the small red clay stove, there was no other sound. It was as if the men in black brought by Xiahou Qing did not exist at all.
Xiahou Qing did not comment, glanced at the dust on the table with disgust, then took out a new handkerchief, wiped his hands slowly, and stroked his sleeves.
What is Taizu's handwritten notes? It was the first time that Gu Yanfei heard of Taizu's handwritten notes. He held his chin and looked at Chu Yi on his right.
Her black and white eyes seemed to be able to speak, and Chu Yi understood what she meant at once.
"These are the notes left by my great-grandfather." Chu Yi smiled at her. His handsome face became softer and gentler with this smile. "My great-grandfather recorded many ideas that he didn't have time to realize in those notes."
"My great-grandfather wanted to improve looms and ships, gunpowder and steelmaking... He also said that the wine here was too light and not worthy of being called wine. He had a way to make real wine."
Gu Yanfei listened attentively, and as he listened, an idea moved his mind.
She always felt that some of the things Chu Yi described looked familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.
Where exactly is it?
Gu Yanfei tried hard to search his memory, from near to far.
She was reborn not long ago, so she was sure that if it was not this life, then it must be the previous life... When was the previous life?
Chu Yi smiled and continued, "My great-grandfather was an interesting madman with many fantastic ideas. He said that people would be able to fly one day, that cars running on tracks could reach a distance of a thousand miles in two days, and that there was a kind of 'cannon' that could kill everyone in a city in one go..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xiahou Qing who was sitting above him with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, his eyes flickering faintly in the candlelight.
The screen blocked Xiahou Qing's figure, leaving only a clear silhouette.
Behind the screen, Xiahou Qing was pretending to drink tea, with a sneer on his enchanting red lips behind the teacup.
He didn't take Chu Yi's words seriously. It was obvious that this Young Master Yi was testing him!
Gu Yanfei thought seriously, thought seriously, and tried to concentrate, but the harder she tried, the harder it was to concentrate...
Her eyes suddenly went dark, and several shadows flashed by. Her upper body also shook and she almost fell down.
She quickly held her forehead with her hand, only to hear Xiahou Qing's sneer with a hint of sarcasm coming from above.
She regretted it again.
If she had had enough spiritual power, she should have drawn a few hundred fire thunder talismans and blown him to death.
Gu Yanfei's consciousness was a little hazy, and she was in a trance for a moment, then she shuddered suddenly.
That night, she drew talismans, told fortunes, and argued tit-for-tat. Both her mental and physical strength had been pushed to the limit. Especially since there was a lack of spiritual energy here, she was essentially risking her life for divination. She was almost drained out.
"You should rest." Chu Yi's gentle voice was as gentle as spring breeze and rain.
Indeed. Gu Yanfei never forced himself and stood up obediently.
But she was so tired that as soon as she stood up, she felt a strong wave of tiredness sweeping over her. Her eyelids felt heavy and her feet began to stagger again.
Chu Yi was quick to support her, with a gentle smile in his eyes and beautiful features.
The look seemed to say, he is here.
Gu Yanfei's eyes became a little dazed again. He raised his lips and gave him a tired and weak smile.
The heavy eyelids finally drooped, and endless darkness came...
The last thought in her mind before the darkness completely submerged her consciousness was -
Where had she seen this notebook?
(End of this chapter)
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