Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 228
"Why don't you come in?"

"Brother Gu, just ask a few words and leave."

Everyone looked at each other, Zhang Junxue put down her pen and asked tentatively: "Then I should go out first?"

"Okay! Think about it first."

Zhang Junxue strode out. As soon as she entered the yard, she felt how warm it was in the house just now. In just a few steps, the coldness was about to soak into her body, but Zhang Junxue still felt warm in her heart, especially when she saw the kindness between this one-armed man. face.

Although Pei Ye, Li Mingqing and the others were not here, the woman would be very surprised if Brother Gu saw her at this moment.

"What's the matter, Brother Gu?" Zhang Junxue asked, the spring breeze on her face had not dissipated, her eyes were bright, and her next sentence was ready to invite him in and let him see the brand new short blade and the hand with her name written on it. Beautiful red silk.

"Is Zhang Wenqian here?" the man asked directly.

Zhang Wenqian is the head of the Zhang family.

Zhang Junxue was startled, because there was a clear boundary between the man's emotions and hers at this time. This question was cold and rude.

"No, uncle, what's wrong? He didn't come to Zhoucheng this autumn?" Zhang Junxue looked at the man and suddenly remembered that this was not the first time he heard this question.

Two days ago, Li Minqing also asked her, and said that if she saw the head of the family in the city, remember to tell her.

Something seemed to be happening somewhere that I didn't know existed.

"You come with me." Gu Guang whispered.

The two of them were far away from the compound. Gu Guang looked at her and told the story: "Zhang Wenqian wants to help Shang Huaitong testify about last year's winter competition."

"." Zhang Junxue froze due to the unexpected heavy blow, unable to find her heart for a moment.

Gu Guang looked at her and was silent for a moment, because when he met Zhang Junyan just now, a much more polite but essentially the same conversation took place here.

Zhang Junyan didn't know that his father had come to Zhoucheng.

——The head of the Zhang family, indeed it was because of his wisdom that he dared to make this secret deal with Qijiao without telling everyone.

"Zhang Wenqian came to Zhoucheng secretly two days ago. It was Cuiyu's information."

"."

"Cuiyu suspects that he is cooperating with Qijiaodong." Gu Guang explained, "Sui Zaihua returned to Zhoucheng tonight. If Zhang Wenqian is really not in the Zhang family, he can only be in Zhouya."

Zhang Junxue looked at him blankly: "How is that possible?"

"This is what Li Mingqing told me, and I believe it." Gu Guang said, "The head of your family has always been very ambitious. He has been working hard to plan for the growth of the Zhang family and is very daring to do things. The Qijiao Building will collapse, I think He wants to take the Zhang family for a bite of meat."

"."

Gu Guang looked at the stiff-faced woman, sighed softly, and showed a gentle smile: "But you don't have to worry about it. This is what is happening tonight. I just want to know what to do when I go back. What?"

Zhang Junxue said nothing, or even moved.

"What's wrong?" Gu Guang looked at the woman. He didn't remember that she had any serious relationship with Zhang Wenqian, and in the past year, the woman had been quite coldly regarded by the Zhang family, so she shouldn't have such an expression.

"."

"Just now I saw that there seemed to be some excitement in the house. What were they doing?"

". Perform the ceremony of sacrificing a sword for me." Zhang Junxue whispered, her face turned pale by the cold moon.

"." Gu Guang choked in his throat.

She suddenly remembered that when the performance ended in the afternoon, the young man smiled and said, "She left with the Zhang family and said she wanted to have a meal to celebrate."

"I'm so sorry, I -" The man was a little flustered, and he naturally knew the weight of this etiquette - if he had listened to Zhang Junyan and entered the house just now and saw the red silk dagger, he would definitely not have said what he just said.

He took a deep breath, looked at the woman in front of him who was silently looking at the ground, and said seriously: "Jun Xue, just go back and continue the ceremony. This is just my guess, I'm just giving you a heads up; secondly, , even if Zhang Wenqian had any deal with Qijiao, he was just taking advantage of the situation, which does not mean that the Zhang family is siding with Qijiao. These things are planned by meat-eaters, you don’t have to think too much, Jun Xue."

".Um."

"Then you go back and continue the ceremony. This matter is very important. Don't interrupt it for too long." Gu Guang smiled and patted her shoulder, trying hard to throw away the topic, "Congratulations - your dagger is like snow, your grudges are clear. Jun Xue, you will soon be a true swordsman of the Zhang family."
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Zhang Junxue walked back to the yard, the moonlight still shone coldly on the tree crown.

Just as she didn't feel cold when she walked out of the warm house, now she walked back into the house and didn't feel warm either.

Stepping into the threshold and looking up, the bright red silk was still hanging on the wall, and the short knife underneath was as bright as a mirror. When she entered, eight or nine faces turned around at the same time, each with a warm expectant smile on their face.

The atmosphere is still exactly the same as when I left.

The third brother called out: "Jun Xue, did you remember what to write after you went out? Have you asked Brother Gu to give you some ideas?"

"."

Without leaving her any time to answer, Zhang Junyan had already walked over from the other side holding a plate. The persimmons on it had been divided cleanly, and now there was only a pear.

He handed it to her again.

"Don't take it yet, Jun Xue." Zhang Junyan smiled proudly, "Guess what the name is this time."

"."

"This is called, 'No Persimmons and Leftover Pear'!" Seeing the woman's silence, Zhang Junyan announced loudly.

"."

Next to her, Zhang Junlan burst out laughing and fell on top of her.

Zhang Junxue gently pushed the young lady away, looked at Zhang Wendi, and asked in a low voice: "Is the third uncle at home?"

The old man's pleasant smile paused: "What?"

"Uncle." Zhang Junxue lowered her head and repeated, "Brother Gu asked where the uncle is?"

Zhang Junyan smiled behind him: "I told him, my father didn't come - Jun Xue, you are also stupid."

But Zhang Wendi's smile faded. He ignored Zhang Junyan, turned around and said, "Follow me, Jun Xue."

"Did uncle go to the state government office?"

"."

The hall was quiet for a moment, the warmth on everyone's faces was a little stiff, and everyone realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Zhang Wendi turned around, and the smile on his face had completely disappeared. "Do you want to talk about this here?" The old man looked at her coldly, his voice not rising and falling, "Zhang Junxue."

The tall woman raised her head and looked at the old man: "Does the uncle really want to testify for Qijiaodong that it was my sister who murdered Shang Huaitong?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly opened wide with confused and uneasy expressions, and a horrified silence appeared in the room.

"Is there some misunderstanding?" Zhang Junlan took a step forward at a loss, "Jun Xue, daddy."

Zhang Wendi looked at Zhang Junxue with disgusting eyes, as if looking at a snake that had been introduced into the house by his own hands: "So what?"

"He hurt my sister." Zhang Junxue said stiffly, "My sister is dead."

"Why do you have to tell me if you're going to die?!" Zhang Wendi suddenly took a step forward, "I personally taught Jun Yu!"

He looked at Zhang Junxue: "Why, can you make her come back to life?"

"I will avenge her."

"Who doesn't want to avenge her?!" Zhang Wendi shouted, "How to avenge her? Fight with his mother Luo Defeng?!"

Zhang Junxue looked at him silently.

Zhang Wendi took two deep breaths, and the hall fell silent.

"Since Zhang Junxue said it here, I will tell you what is going on." He glanced at everyone, and finally put his cold eyes on Zhang Junxue's face, "This is the decision made in the ancestral hall. According to the family rules, it is not allowed. I didn’t expect someone from outside the family to speak out.”

He took two steps back, turned around to help the case, and his tone had calmed down: "The head of the family entered the city three days ago and temporarily stayed at Qijiao's place. It was indeed to help Shang Huaitong clear the suspicion of the old case. Because Qijiao is now bent on sending him to prison. Xiu Jian Yuan, this matter is an obstacle. We agreed to this matter, not to be Qijiao's dogleg, but after discussing it at the ancestral temple, we thought that Qijiao urgently needed us to slow down the matter, and this matter was harmful to Qijiao. It is the icing on the cake, not a help in times of need, but it is a rare opportunity for the Zhang family."

The old man raised his hand: "First, the key to Shang Huaitong entering the Sword Academy is not our testimony. What Master Sui really values ​​​​is the one-style sword he masters." Zhang Wendi said, "This sword, the master saw it , I have also read that Shang Huaitong can learn it at his current age and cultivation level. To put it bluntly, if there is our testimony, the Sword Xiuyuan will happily welcome him in; and even without our testimony , the Sword Xiuyuan will hold his nose and take him in."

"Second, the chips Qijiaodong offered for this move were 800 taels of cash, three sword skills, and the Zhang family would pick ten properties, and they would secretly cooperate to transfer them." Zhang Wendi said, "As of yesterday, the Zhang family Five of them have been obtained, as well as half of the dry shares of Bowang Garden."

"." Everyone's eyes, which had been blankly frowning, suddenly widened.

At first, when they heard that the head of the family was actually helping Qijiao, they were really confused and couldn't believe it. However, when such a huge profit was placed in front of them, the knot became much smoother.

There is no need for a name or a real name, just a few words from the head of the family secretly, and you can get such a huge harvest. To be fair, this is indeed a costless and profitable move for the Zhang family.

The hall was still quiet, but the atmosphere was obviously much calmer.

This is indeed something that cannot be made public, but it is indeed a rare opportunity for the Zhang family - without Qijiaodong's own cooperation, how much can the Zhang family grab in the subsequent division?

And if you want to take revenge after doing this, you can still take revenge.

In the silence, Zhang Junlan gently held Zhang Junxue's hand again, and said softly: "Junxue, what dad said was angry. Let's sit down first and talk slowly, okay?"

The other brothers and sisters also looked over. After the sudden shock passed, they also felt that this matter could indeed be discussed slowly. They all looked at the little girl who had just integrated in.

The hall became quiet, and Zhang Wendi's anger caused by Zhang Junxue exposing the secret in public also subsided a little. He looked at the woman and said calmly: "Zhang Junxue, your sister has brought so much injustice and infamy to the Zhang family. Over the past six months, Who in the Zhang family is not suffering? Qijiao originally asked us to publicly declare that it was Jun Yu's fault, and also named you to testify, but the head of the family refused at the first sentence. Now he just told a few lies in the state government , if there is any humiliation, it is the head of the family who suffers it. Use your sister’s incident to say a few words and seek compensation for each Zhang family member, don’t you think it is possible? "

"."

Zhang Wendi took a deep breath and took a step back. The woman's long silence made him calm down: "Come over and finish the ceremony."

Zhang Junxue didn't move, and Zhang Junyan immediately stepped forward and pushed her gently, saying in a low voice: "Junxue, go quickly."

After all, she is the most outstanding young person of this generation in the Zhang family. Her elders will not take matters into her own hands when they clash in a few words, and her brothers and sisters are willing to tolerate her.

But the woman didn't move.

She was not waiting for a step up in appearance, she really made her decision like this and had no intention of following her words.

Zhang Junyan coaxed and pushed her twice, but the little girl's cuteness and embarrassment completely disappeared, and she returned to her silent and suffocating look, like a clumsy stone that had not changed for thousands of years.

"My sister was sorry for everyone, so she committed suicide." Zhang Junxue lowered her head and said, "If you feel it is not enough, I will return it to the Zhang family for her later."

"But it was Shang Huaitong who killed my sister. She didn't even look like a human being when she died." The woman repeated again, "No one can slander her."

Zhang Wendi suddenly turned around: "It's been slandered, so what?"

"Second Master, Fourth Master, Uncle, you... none of you are worthy of carrying the Wishful Sword!" Zhang Junxue also raised her head and looked straight at him. Once her dull voice became shorter, it became determined and powerful. "Zhang Jiadao never bows to his enemy."

"You can get a lot of things by saying a few soft words and lies. You think it's good, that's good. I don't have the Wishful Sword, so I can't make decisions. Naturally, you have the final say on what the Zhang family wants to do." Zhang Junxue walked up. He lowered his head and picked up the pen, looking at his third uncle, fifth uncle, brothers and sisters, and said, "But..."

She turned around and wrote the words "Shang Huai Tong" in ink on the red silk. Then she picked up the blood-stained dagger and stabbed it hard on the wall.

She looked at the red silk, which was as bright as blood: "You can do whatever you want. I will kill Shang Huaitong."

No one thought that this clumsy woman like a gourd could burst out with such determined and fierce hatred. She gritted her teeth, and the bulging tendons on her neck were connected to her chin.

A person with such hatred will definitely pierce everything sharply. How can he have relatives and friends?
Amid the silence and intense stares, Zhang Junxue turned around and walked out, entering the dark cold night from the warm orange light. The autumn dew made her skin tremble.

In the distance, a tall one-armed man loomed there.
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On the long street, outside the government office, Li Mingqing looked at the person in front of him coldly, playing with the feathers on the lost green sword with one hand.

Zhang Wenqian remained silent.

"The head of the Zhang family is really a dragon swimming in the water, coming and going without any hindrance."

"The Zhang family must find a way to survive without being in charge." Zhang Wenqian whispered, "Cuiyu also has the ambition to revive, so he should be considerate. The Zhang family must find a way for themselves in difficult times, and we must also find a way for ourselves. After careful consideration, this move will not be of much help to Qijiao——"

"I don't care how difficult your Zhang family is, Head Zhang." Li Suqing interrupted, looking down at him, "How are you going to prove to me that the Zhang family is not on the side of Qijiao."

"After the martial arts competition is over, we will ask the young master to show his sincerity." Zhang Wenqian did not bow.

"I will take a closer look." Li Mingqing said coldly, sheathed her sword and stood up.

　Make peace with yourself!
　　In fact, I finished coding 4000 words the night before. I started writing this plot at 07:30 in the morning, and updated it to 12 to [-] words at [-] o'clock.

　　But as I wrote it, I felt dissatisfied. I was still revising the 12 words until 4000 o'clock, so I paid [-] to take a leave of absence.

　　Then one afternoon, I wrote three ways to deal with this plot, all of which had good and bad qualities. I always wanted to find a particularly satisfactory method that suddenly struck me, but I had no foreshadowing and thinking before, so it was really difficult to write it suddenly. It was night again, and I still had no idea, so I had to compromise and choose one of the three to write.

　　After all, the author is not Ma Dao Yinghuo.

　　Another point is that today is equivalent to updating [-] words, and tomorrow will be a full day of classes, so there may not be any at noon.

　　(Originally I planned to get 4000 to [-] today and [-] as usual tomorrow, but that’s what happened to Kavin. All his energy and time were used up, but he only got [-] to [-] scraps.)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)