Xing Fang thought of leaving long ago. Hearing Zhu Yan's words, she quickly echoed: "yes, go back, or it will be late later."

As soon as Xing Ying saw her like this, she couldn't help joking: "I think you are afraid that the ghost fire will come out of the ghost forest, ha ha ha!"

Xing Fang stares at his waist and says, "OK, you are brave and fat. You are not afraid of ghosts and fire. If you have the ability, don't go back tonight. Just sleep here!"

Xing Ying wants to tease her again, but Zhu Yan stops her: "don't make trouble, hurry up, or some wounded wild animals will come out later, so we will really sleep here tonight."

When they came back to Xipo village, it was already three o'clock and twilight was approaching. It was the most comfortable time of the day for the villagers. However, the former peace of Xipo village was completely broken today. Outside Xiafu, villagers gathered in twos and threes stood in the distance, looking at the closed lacquer gate of Xiafu, whispering and whispering.

When Xia Yuanqiu and others appeared in the sight of the public riding on high horses and stepping on the bloody sunset, the frivolous color on the faces of the public immediately disappeared, showing the fear of facing the superior.

The horse steps gracefully to the gate of Xia mansion. The bodyguard standing outside the gate comes forward in a hurry and holds the reins in the Lord's hand. Zhu Yan turns over and dismounts. His posture is neat and elegant, as natural and unrestrained as flowing water.

See his arm is very natural ring sitting on the horse Xia Yuanqiu, will her horse, gently on the ground, as if holding a rare treasure like protection.

Xing Ying and others also dismounted and gathered behind Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu.

Zhu Yanjun, with frost in his eyes, looked at a small group of people gathered outside Xia's house and said in a cold voice, "who is gathering here to make trouble?"

After hearing Zhu Yan's question, those people who originally held their heads high and looked fearless could not help shaking their legs and stomach. This is the majesty of the heavenly family, a kind of inherent pressure from the inside to the outside.

It's a dignity they can't afford.

Someone in the crowd stood up and pulled up a wrinkled old man with a flushed face. As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the air was full of wine.

"You are king Jing?"

Zhu Yan frowned, waved his sleeves and scattered the bad smell of wine. He said in a deep voice: "it's the king. Who are you? Why gather here? "

The old man's face was flushed, his eyes were not clear, and his tongue was not straight. He cried to Zhu Yan, "why do we gather here? I want to ask you what good things your highness King Jing has done. "

King Jing's cold eyes swept through the crowd one by one. None of them he knew or had ever seen: "if you have a word, just tell me. I don't have so much time to accompany you drunkards here."

Zhu Yan doesn't know the old man, but Xia Yuanqiu does. In front of him, he is Liu Si's second brother, Liu Wenxuan's second uncle, Liu er. The other people standing behind Liu Er are Liu Da, Liu Wu and his brothers. In short, they are a large group of relatives of Liu Si's family.

Then Liu Er waved his arm and said in a high voice: "Your Highness King Jing, the grass people have something unknown. I want to ask your highness King Jing, our Wenxuan, a good scholar, how can you offend the king? You have to give us an explanation today. "

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