Jiaohua

Chapter 1448
Feng Wensheng looked at the direction of the voice, his eyes were cold, and he didn't answer.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't ask any more questions.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence inside and outside the house.

The three men who came back after going out looked at Feng Wensheng.

Feng Wensheng signaled with his eyes, they nodded, and one of them went over to lift the huge portrait of the ancestor hanging behind Feng Wensheng's chair. There was a hidden compartment on the stone wall covered by the portrait, which contained various hidden weapons.

The men silently took out their hidden weapons and walked in the direction of the girl's voice.

Suddenly, one of them opened the door one by one, and went out sideways, the hidden weapon in his hand "swish, swish" and output it into the air.

The man stopped, frowned and looked at Feng Wensheng: "Master, she's gone."

A girl's voice came from the roof: "I'm still here."

The man was startled, rushed out immediately, and gave another "whoosh whoosh" to the roof.

Sitting on the roof, Xia Zhaoyi lowered his eyes and said: "I am sitting in a very remote position, you can't shoot me, if you want to shoot me, you must appear in front of my eyes, but, dare you? "

Several men clenched the hidden weapons in their hands, they really didn't dare.

The night breeze was refreshing and gentle, and a dog barking sounded from time to time in the distance, which further brought out the tranquility here.

After a long while, Xia Zhaoyi said: "Since Feng Wensheng has been my master's friend for many years, I will look at my master's face and give him a face. At noon tomorrow, I will wait for him to come. I hope you Be punctual, don't ask me to ask someone to invite you."

The men didn't speak, they stared at it without blinking, aiming the hidden weapons in their hands all the time.

Time passed slowly, the wind became stronger and colder, and a few night birds came from the treetops nearby and flew over the ridge where the girl was sitting.

Finally, a man said lightly: "It seems that she is not on it anymore."

Another man mustered up the courage to climb up, looked at it and said, "Yes, she's gone."

Silently, without any movement, the big living person disappeared directly.

Inside the room, Feng Wensheng's eyes were half-closed, his body without arms was sitting upright, and he was not leaning on the back of the chair behind him.

The men came back and came to him respectfully. I don't know how much he heard just now, so he simply explained what happened outside in detail.

Feng Wensheng's eyelids were always lowered. After they finished speaking, Feng Wensheng said, "Go and rest."

One person was worried: "Master, will she use tomorrow's talk to make us take it lightly, and send troops to deal with us after we all rest?"

Feng Wensheng's lips curled into a sneer: "If she really wants to deal with us, she can deal with us at any time, and there is no need to be so troublesome."

"Then Master, will you go or not?"

"Since it has been exposed, there is no room for choice." Feng Wensheng's eyes turned cold, and he said slowly, "Naturally."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyelids to look at the thinnest of the three: "Liu Zi, you are the one who fears death the least."

The man known as Liu Zi put down the hidden weapon in his hand and knelt down in front of Feng Wensheng: "Yes, Master, I am not afraid of death!"

Feng Wensheng said: "Go, prepare well."

"Yes!"

The next day, at Jinxing Restaurant.

As soon as Old Sovereign Gu got up and went downstairs, he saw a tall boat standing in the backyard.

Hearing the commotion, Gao Zhou turned around, seeing him, raised his hand and said in a respectful voice: "Old Sect Master Gu, my Second Miss has something to ask."

Elder Sect Master Gu didn't rinse his teeth and face, he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sect Master Gu, you may have heard of a name called Feng Wensheng."

Old Sect Master Gu just woke up, and thought for a while: "Him! The matter entrusted by little Ali has something to do with him?"

"Second Miss ran into Feng Wensheng by mistake last night. At noon today, Feng Wensheng will come to Shuangyan Que to visit. However, Second Miss has left for Xizhou half an hour ago, so I want to ask Mr. Gu to meet Feng Wensheng. Sovereign help."

Old Sect Master Gu laughed: "This girl, she had an appointment with someone, but she ran away by herself."

Gao Zhou also laughed: "Second Miss said, we have to guard against someone who has the ability to clone himself."

"Then, did your second lady say anything else?"

"Yes, the second lady also said, Old Sect Master Gu, you'd better take that lay disciple you newly recruited, he has miraculous effects against this kind of people."

Old Sect Master Gu laughed, waved his hands and said, "That's right, the old man knows, I'll eat a steamed bun to fill my stomach before going."

"No hurry," Gao Zhou said with a smile, "it's noon."

Xizhou Mansion and Hejing were exhausted, and Xia Zhaoyi entered Xizhou Mansion alone at about three quarters.

It has been a few months since I last visited Xizhou Mansion. The political changes in the interim are not only Li Ju's being kicked out of the altar, but also the changes from day to day during his reign, various taxation new policies that have emerged one after another, and China's new policies. North Korea has brought about a world turned upside down.

Every time the government changes, it is not the civil servants of the Zhongshu Province who are careful about their words and sentences, and it is not the emperor's military commander who rushes around to pass edicts and deal with various yamen officials.The bitter ones are the people at the bottom who need to be obedient. Maybe a certain word of a certain order requires an individual life to use all its strength to support it.

As for the floating world, all living beings, everyone has their own vision and knowledge, their own thinking and calculations, and they have their own different responses to every new order and change.

Under the torrent, the river tide rushes to the east, or there may be collisions, and the water is shining brightly in the sun, or it may go against the water and climb to the green bank, and those who are more compliant will live or die in it. Fate follows the wave.

Thousands of people have come together, all things have come together, Xizhou Mansion, which has only been away for a few months, is already very strange to Xia Zhaoyi.

Fortunately, Zhang's Taochunlou, which sells pastries, is still there.

Xia Zhaoyi went in to look for the shopkeeper, and when he found out why she had come, the shopkeeper was shocked, and hurriedly entertained her respectfully, asking her to wait in the private seat.

Before a stick of incense was available, Zhang Yunyun, the granddaughter of Zhang Puxiang, the former minister of rites, came with her maid, Xiao Jing, in a carriage.

After getting out of the carriage and entering the door, Zhang Yunjun walked in a hurry, with a lot of preoccupations.

After more than a month, they only exchanged a few letters, and there was no hope of replying to the letters she sent.

Every time she saw officers and soldiers by the Yuyu Stone Bridge, Zhang Yunyun would be worried, for fear that Ah Li would expose her, and the court would send someone to raid the house.

Suffering from anxiety and anxiety day by day, well, the emperor is gone.

Then he was suddenly told that it was Ah Li who kicked the emperor off the dragon chair, and Zhang Yunyun couldn't help but congratulate herself once again, that she was always on the right team.

While rejoicing, Zhang Yunyun was afraid that the girl who didn't reply to her letter for so long would have to settle accounts after autumn, so Zhang Yunyun started a new round of torment.

As a result, today she came suddenly.

Xizhou in midsummer is hot and humid, hot and sticky.

The window of the elegant seat faces south, and it took a long time to send a cool breeze into the window.

After getting close, Zhang Yunyun raised his hand to straighten his clothes, and then knocked on the open door.

Xia Zhaoyi looked away from the window, and nodded slightly at her.

Zhang Yunyun went in, and Fuli said, "I've seen Miss Ali."

"You're welcome," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I want to ask you for help with something."

Zhang Yunyun couldn't ask for it, and immediately said: "What does Miss Ali want me to do?"

"I want the genealogy of Jiang Mengxing, the former Shang Zuoguan of Xizhou."

(End of this chapter)