When Wei Changhui returned to his palace, he also encountered trouble. In his opinion, this trouble was even greater than that of heaven.

As soon as the men and women branch was cancelled and ordinary people accepted the resettlement of the Celestial Empire, the powerful people of the Kuomintang did not forget to grab land and competed for land to run their own warm nest. Wei Changhui's elder brother Wei Yuanqi walked around for several days and finally fell in love with a house in the west of the city. Relying on his identity as the Kuomintang, he forcibly expelled a small official who had just moved in and had not been cleaned up. However, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole behind him. Before he could do some time to make decorations overnight, another owner snatched up with his ass.

When Wei Yuanqi faced the fierce aura of the visitor, he immediately became angry when he didn't say anything but the words were not in response. He shouted that the Beiwang Mansion card knife followed him and beat him up, making the other party cry and howl and run away with his head. Just as he felt a sense of pride and was quite proud, someone in the crowd watching the fun almost scared his soul, "Hehe, now there's a lively man, and he dares to beat Dongwang Niang's brother."

While the female patrol army who came to the city was arresting people everywhere, Wei Yuanqi sneaked out of the back door and ran to his brothers. Now only the brothers who are the King of Northern can save him.

Wei Changhui fainted. He first threw the teacup, then kicked the chair over, finally picked up the sword hanging on the wall, ate it at the elder brother, and then gestured a few times on his heart. He didn't know what to do?

Wei Yuanqi, who had a pale face, had already forgotten everything at this time. His legs were soft and he knelt in front of his brother, his lips trembled, and he kept knocking, "Okay... good brother... good... king of northern, save... brother... brother... brother! I... I... I'm... just a dog of your Royal Highness Bei!"

"Canglang!" With a sound, the sword in Wei Changhui's hand fell to the ground, and he collapsed on the chair dejectedly, "How can I save you? You, your eyes are really growing on your butt, you are fucking..." He shook his hand, stopped talking, just panting heavily.

Wei Changhui's old mother was tremblingly supported by the female official and walked into the Silver Dragon Hall. Looking at her eldest son kneeling on the ground, she felt both hated and sad. What she hated was that her son was used to bullying others by virtue of his power, which made her today's situation come true. What was sad was that she was also the flesh that fell from her body. If she violated the Eastern King, she would be dead!

"Son, for the sake of my mother, please help your elder brother. Can't you watch him die?"

"I can't help him," Wei Changhui left his head impatiently, "Why don't you feel sorry for me? This trouble makes me afraid that I can't protect myself!"

"Oh, it's a sin!" Wei's mother lamented, her body shook, and her old face was filled with tears, "Go and beg the King of Dong Jiu Qiansui. If you don't help, I will think about your elder brother donating dozens of acres of land to the members of our Heavenly Dynasty, so it's okay to be punished for death!"

"Don't let him go? I'll die if I don't let him go!" Wei Changhui jumped up suddenly, "Come on, take him down and immediately send him to the East Prince's Mansion to discuss the crime."

"Let's go!" Liu Naixin looked at Wei Yuanqiu, who was tied with ropes, about to be pushed out of the door, suddenly shouted and walked towards the Northern King a few steps, "Your Highness, there is still a glimmer of hope in front of you."

"What hope?" Wei Changhui glared at him.

"Go and ask Your Highness An quickly, maybe..."

"Do you believe that King An will help us?" After Liu Naixin finished speaking, Wei Changhui interrupted him impatiently, "I think he is an accomplice from the east. You didn't see how excited he was to speak today, and you wish you could carry the one from the east to the sky."

"Don't we say that King An and King Ning are great kind people? Please, after all, life is at stake, and they will not sit idly by?" Wei's mother seemed to suddenly see a ray of light in the dark night, and moved forward and begged her son, "If you don't go, go by yourself."

Wei Changhui didn't even look at his mother, but rushed forward with several close-fitting card knives pressing Wei Yuanyu, and then came out of the hall.

Looking at the figures of the two sons who disappeared outside the hall, Wei's legs became weak and she collapsed on the ground. "If I had known that he would be what he is today, it would be better to be an ordinary citizen, how great would it be!"

After getting enough to smoke, Lin Haifeng, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by Wang Haiyang again.

He half-opened his eyes and looked at Wang Haiyang with dissatisfaction, "My God, can't I tell me to sleep for a while?"

"Your Highness, the old mother of the King of Northern is asking for a visit and is waiting in the yard."

Lin Haifeng jumped up from the bed, "Bastard, why don't you invite the old man into the living room!" While cursing Wang Haiyang, he put on his boots randomly and rushed out of the room in three steps.

Outside the door, Mother Wei, who was waiting anxiously and anxiously, was stunned when she saw someone running out of the room in a hurry. Her eyes were already a little blurry, and the person who came out was facing the light from the door. Mother Wei couldn't see the person's face clearly, but based on her feelings, she believed that the person she was looking for was the person she wanted to find, "King An Qiansui, save people!" She called sadly, broke free from the support of the two female officials around her, and bent her legs down.

"Oh, how can this be done?" Lin Haifeng helped Wei's mother up and stamped her feet. "Old man, if there is anything wrong, let's go in and say slowly. I dare not do this. How can the elders give this great gift to the younger generation?"

"Qiansui, let go of your old body, you can do it yourself. If you ask Qiansui to help you, you will kill you!" Mother Wei asked in shame on the crutch in her hand.

"The old man is the mother of Brother Beiwang, that is, my Lin Haifeng's mother. Isn't this what it should be?" Lin Haifeng laughed loudly. He carefully helped the old man walk slowly into the house, and persuaded him warmly, "Don't worry, let's talk slowly when you enter the house."

Sitting beside Wei Mu, holding the small tea table in the middle, and washing her sideways, Lin Haifeng felt uncomfortable after listening to her grief. The noble life in the palace did not seem to have brought too much comfort to the old man. His face, which should have been rich, was more of the vicissitudes of time. The old man's temples were gray and very thin. His fingers, which were constantly shaking with crutches, were like five dry branches.

The image of his mother flashed in his mind again. Alas, I don’t know what my mother’s illness is like? If my children are unfilial, they will only give the elderly misery and regret!

Seeing that King An was not moving, Wei Mu felt a little chill. She leaned the crutch in her hand to one side and hugged her hands tightly, "Qiansui, you are a god, a compassionate living Bodhisattva. Just think about my son's meager power for the group camp that year, help him, just leave a living life!"

Lin Haifeng nodded gently, "Old man, your son gathered to beat his brothers and sisters of the Celestial Dynasty, which violated the teachings and violated the laws of our Celestial Dynasty. He should bear the sanctions he deserves. However, don't think so complicatedly about the King of Dong. Dong is the person who presided over the formulation of our laws and regulations and will not trample on it at will. You drink a cup of tea and warm your body. This late at night, it's really..."

Wei Mu is a literary person. From the seemingly high-sounding official words of His Highness An, she heard something, and felt a little relieved. She was embarrassed to wipe the tears on her face, "It was my old man who was hasty and disturbed Qiansui's rest just for his own selfishness. I'm really sorry Qiansui!"

"Look at what you always say," Lin Haifeng took the warm water-soaked facial towel that Liu Xianghe brought and put it in Wei's hand. "Don't call me Qiansui anymore. It sounds bad. It's better to call me Haifeng. Qiansui, it's not a good thing to live for so long, Qiansui..." Speaking of this, he looked at the few people in the room with big eyes, stood up and laughed.

Everyone laughed, and even the female officials who came here with Mother Wei at the door covered their hands and giggled.

Wei's mother didn't laugh at first. She felt that she seemed disrespectful to King An Qiansui, but when she looked at Qiansui calmly and seriously, she finally couldn't help but smile slightly.

Lin Haifeng had laughed enough, but the people in the room were still smiling at him. He felt something was wrong, so he looked here and there. When his eyes fell on him, his face immediately turned red, and the big button of the king's robe was wrong. The most annoying thing was, how could the two boots be worn in the wrong position?

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