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Gu Yuan readily agreed, and said: "This thing is powerful and loud, so we can't try it in the house, let's go to the garden."

The brothers and sisters went out from Yuhengyuan, all the way west, to the nearest small garden.

While preparing to fire the flintlock step by step according to the steps that Gu Yanfei said, Gu Yanfei said to himself: "What should I shoot?"

"How about that?" Gu Yuan pointed forward, pointing to a strong weeping willow on the opposite side of the lake, and reminded by the way, "Be careful of the recoil when the flintlock is fired."

"Okay." Gu Yanfei smiled slightly, calmly aimed the muzzle of the flintlock gun at the weeping willow on the opposite side of the lake, held the gun in his left hand and the butt of the gun in his right hand, and then firmly pulled the trigger with his right hand.

The flint clip was pulled by the spring, and hit the edge of the fire door heavily, sparking a little.

"boom!"

There was a deafening bang, and a fire dragon spewed out from the muzzle of the flintlock gun. The projectiles passed through the lake like lightning and hit a weeping willow on the opposite side of the lake.

The shot pierced through the tree trunk neatly, leaving a hole the size of a longan.

"Srustling..."

The trunk of the willow tree trembled violently, like a shivering young animal in the wind and rain, and the willow leaves fell like rain, floating on the sparkling lake, rippling with the lake water, floating... …

Wisps of smoke are still gushing out of the muzzle of the gun, and the air is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The loud noise here almost resounded through the small garden.

The servants in the garden came in twos and threes after hearing the sound, and stared at this scene dumbfounded.

"Sister, you are really accurate!" Gu Yuan warmly applauded Gu Yanfei's shot.

Gu Yanfei felt that his left arm was painful and numb from the recoil of the flint gun, so he shook his left arm.

This thing is far from a low-level spiritual weapon.

but……

Gu Yanfei looked back and forth on the flintlock several times thoughtfully, if adding a sharp edge to it...

The index finger of her left hand made a slight imaginary drawing, and quickly drew a simple one-time formation with spiritual power.

Well, that's a really nice drawing.

She smiled with satisfaction, and then repeated the previous steps, almost twice as fast as before, aiming the gun at another weeping willow across the lake.

"boom!"

A second shot rang out suddenly, louder than the first, and the clouds in the sky above seemed to be shaken away.

Another puff of smoke spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and the speed of the fired bullet was faster than before, and it hit the second weeping willow with lightning speed and red flames.

With a "creak" sound, the tree trunk snapped off in the middle.

There was another loud noise, and the crown of the willow tree fell from the broken part, and landed on the lake, splashing a large splash of water.

The servants who were watching were all dumbfounded, or covered their ears, or exclaimed, or whispered to each other, and no one even thought of reporting to Mrs. Tai and Lord Hou.

More people came after hearing the sound, and the second gunshot not only spread throughout the small garden, but even half of the Hou Mansion heard the sound.

Mrs. Gu who was in the Cihe Hall at the moment also heard it.

She was frightened by the inexplicable loud noise, and her heart beat wildly. An ominous premonition vaguely rose in her heart, and she frowned and said, "Bai Lu, go and see what's going on..."

Bai Lu Fushen took the order and left in a hurry.

As soon as she left, a concierge lady came running out of breath on her back, and told the little maid in Tsing Yi who was guarding under the eaves: "The Prince of Uncle Yan'an has come to congratulate you."

The news brought by the mother-in-law allowed her to enter the Dongji Room smoothly and meet Mrs. Gu.

"Why did Uncle Yan'an come to congratulate you suddenly?" Mrs. Gu asked in a daze.

Recently, the family has been very unlucky, and it's really bad luck. I really can't figure out what happy event can be worthy of the other party's congratulations.

The mother-in-law replied beamingly: "Mrs. Tai, I said that I came to congratulate the young master who was transferred to Luan Yiwei and served as the envoy of Sipin Zhen."

"..." Mrs. Gu opened her eyes slightly in surprise, then retracted the five fingers of her left hand and clenched them into a fist.

She didn't speak, and the woman didn't know what to do, so she could only bow her head.

There was a dead silence in the house.

After a moment of silence, the door curtain was raised again, and the little maid in Tsing Yi came in hurriedly again, bent her knees and said: "Mrs. Tai, Marquis of Pingjin, Uncle Changxing's Mansion, and General Longhu's Mansion have all come to congratulate the young master on his promotion."

Mrs. Gu felt as if her heart had been severely whipped by someone, it was painful, numb and stuffy.

Mrs. Gu lowered her eyes, bent her body and covered her left chest, and grasped it slightly harder, feeling the heart throbbing under her palm more intensely.

"Mrs. Tai, are you alright?" Nanny Li asked with concern, raising her hand to caress her back, but Mrs. Gu didn't hear of it suddenly.

She thought of Gu Yuan for a while, and Gu Ce who died young, and overlapped these two figures with another elegant figure.

First Gu Ce, then Gu Yuan.

She originally thought that even if Gu Yuan insisted on abandoning literature and entering the military camp, he might only be able to stop at a small soldier. How could the king tolerate a son of a surrendered general who represented humiliation!

Unexpectedly, it was Shenji Battalion first, and now Gu Yuan is going to be transferred to Luan Yiwei again. In just a few days, he has been promoted to three ranks in succession from rank six thousand.

And it is also the Luan Yiwei in front of the emperor!

One step to the sky.

"Brother Yuan is promising, it's a happy event." Mrs. Gu said in a low voice, "Elder Sister has a spirit in heaven, so she will be happy too."

Saying that, Mrs. Gu clenched her left fist even more tightly, her neatly manicured nails sank deeply into the soft palm, her heart seemed to be stabbed by an invisible thorn once and again.

"That person" is like a thorn in her heart...

Mrs. Gu's eyes quickly surged with a thick haze, which was quickly suppressed.

She took two deep breaths, and said to herself in her heart, Gu Yuan can be good, this is also the expectation of the old Hou Ye, if he can be prosperous, it will be good for the Hou Mansion, after all, two "Gu" cannot be written in one stroke Character.

After a while, Mrs. Gu calmed down a lot, raised her eyelids, and ordered lightly: "Go and call the eldest... and the second young master to the hall of the outer court."

"Yes, Mrs. Tai." The little maid in Tsing Yi bowed her knees and gave a blessing, and hurried out.

At the same time, the concierge woman who came to report also retreated.

The room was silent again, only a faint sigh echoed in it.

Soon, Mrs. Gu also left the Cihe Hall with Nanny Li.

Today a distinguished guest came to the door, and the second son Gu Jian was injured again, Mrs. Gu could only decide to treat the guest in person to show her solemnity.

The doors of the hall have been fully opened, appearing broad, bright, and transparent.

Gu Yuan came very quickly, Mrs. Gu had just sat down on the upper chair, the next moment, she saw Gu Yuan who was wearing a crimson official robe walking towards herself outside the hall.

A strange light flashed across Mrs. Gu's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Grandmother." Gu Yuan bowed to Mrs. Gu, and the etiquette made it impossible to find fault.

"Brother Yuan," Mrs. Gu frowned and sighed, and said helplessly, "It's a big happy event for you to be transferred to Luan Yiwei. Why don't you tell your family about such a big thing?"

"Are you born with your family?"

While speaking, Mrs. Gu pulled Gu Yuan to her side, and patted the back of his hand lovingly, as if yesterday's quarrel never existed.

Gu Yuan neither nodded nor shook his head, nor said a word.

Mrs. Gu has long been used to Gu Yuan's stuffy temper that can't hold back a word for a long time, she sighed again: "Forget it, you will see people's hearts after a long time, and you will know that grandma is all for your own good."

"When you arrive in Luanyiwei, you must do your best and continue to work hard. Don't disappoint your grandmother and your father's expectations of you."

"Many distinguished guests came to congratulate you today, and your second cousin will also come later, you two brothers treat the guests well."

The corners of Mrs. Gu's lips curled up, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth were curved with pleasure.

Gu Yuan's eyes turned, he clenched his fists, but he still didn't say a word.

In Mrs. Gu's eyes, Gu Yuan's silence is a kind of silent approval.

Mrs. Gu was in a better mood, and with a smile on her face, she ordered the maid to serve several plates of Gu Yuan's favorite snacks, melons and fruits.

At first glance, the grandparents and grandchildren are harmonious and happy.

When the sons of Uncle Yan'an, Marquis of Pingjin, Uncle Changxing and others came to the hall, they saw such a scene, and they all congratulated Mrs. Gu on her good fortune.

Gu Yuan entertained these old friends of the Gu family generously, exchanging pleasantries and reminiscing about the old days.

Mrs. Gu also praised Gu Yuan from time to time, and said that these uncles should take good care of Gu Yuan Yunyun in the future, and the corner of her eyes glanced out of the hall from time to time.

In the hall, it was very lively.

Gu Yuan was smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he looked at the people around him with alienation.

He was like a lonely traveler, out of tune with the joyous atmosphere.

For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to eight years ago. Before he was nine years old, his grandmother and these uncles treated him as they are now, kind, warm, friendly and tolerant.

But after his father's accident, those elders all alienated the eldest house by coincidence...

After swallowing the mellow tea, only a strong bitterness remained in the mouth.

"Brother Xiao, you are here." Mrs. Gu's slightly excited voice woke Gu Yuan from his sudden thoughts.

Gu Yuan raised his eyes and saw a young man about thirteen years old, wearing a royal blue straight gown, stepping into the hall. It was Gu Jian and Gu Xiao, the eldest son of the Wang family.

Gu Xiao first bowed to Mrs. Gu, who was at the head, and then reluctantly called out to Gu Yuan: "Brother."

Gu Xiao also heard about what happened yesterday, and somewhat suspected that Gu Yuan had hurt his father, Gu Jian, so he looked at Gu Yuan with hostility in his eyes.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys are born at an age full of thorns.

The smile on Mrs. Gu's face deepened, and she was about to ask Gu Xiao to greet the guests.

Although Gu Xiao is not the eldest son yet, sooner or later the Hou Mansion will be his, which just happens to accumulate some contacts for him.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yuan hurriedly stood up, flicked his sleeves, turned and left without saying a word.

The room was silent.