Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 63 Clues
The next morning, Jiang Fuyuan was going to take the three ghosts he had cleaned up last night and go to Duobao Pavilion to take action.

"Steamed Bun, you look after the house. Little Fatty, come with me."

Before going out, she warned: "You can't steal food, you can't tear down the house, and you can't open the door for anyone."

The last one was particularly important. She emphasized her tone: "If you let someone in who shouldn't be let in, I will send you to the next door."

Based on how close the Zaizai were to Zhong Liefeng, she had reason to believe that as long as he showed up, the Zaizai would open their doors and warmly welcome Zhong Liefeng into their home.

Steamed Bun lay lazily under the eaves, basking in the sun, yawned and said, "I know, if he comes, I will definitely drive him away."

Or eat him secretly.

Thinking back to the delicious smell of blood on his tongue last night, Steamed Bun quietly ground his back molars, completely forgetting how horrifying his screams were at that time.

Squeak.

As soon as the door opened, someone they said should not be there crossed his arms, leaned against the stone lion at the door, and greeted Jiang Fuyuan warmly.

"Morning, it's a beautiful day."

Jiang Fuyuan: "...Why are you here?"

Is the general's official job such a leisure one?Can you earn an empty salary just by wandering around like this every day?Jiang Fuyuan expressed that she did not understand and felt slightly unbalanced.

Zhong Lianfeng smiled brightly: "I promise you that I will go wherever you go."

"...I didn't agree, and you are a general and a noble relative of the country. There is no need to pester us orphans and widowed mothers."

Zhong Lianfeng suddenly put away his smile and looked at Jiang Fuyuan silently. After a while, he said in a low voice with a lonely expression: "You know, I lost my mother not long after I was born..."

Jiang Fuyuan: "..."

Zhong Lianfeng lowered his eyes and spoke in an even lower tone: "My stepmother was not good to me either. She never taught me how to properly commit oneself to someone else. It's because I'm too stupid and can't learn this on my own, which makes you dislike me..." "

Steamed Bun: ...Suddenly I felt why the residual taste on my tongue was so strong like tea!
Jiang Fuyuan's tone softened: "That's not what I meant."

Zhong Lianfeng raised his head happily, his eyes sparkling: "Then you want me to follow you?"

Jiang Fuyuan: "...If you like, just follow."

Turning around and closing the door, Jiang Fuyuan handed the bag containing the ghost to Zhong Liefeng very smoothly, and Zhong Liefeng took it very naturally, as smoothly as if this action had been done between the two of them thousands of times.

Xiaopang still had a shadow of Zhong Liefeng, so he carefully stayed close to Jiang Fuyuan, keeping a distance from Zhong Liefeng behind him.

"Master, why do you think he relies on us?"

The first time could be called fate, the second time could barely be considered a coincidence, and the third time he couldn't think of any other adjective besides rogue encounter.

[Relying on others is all for the sake of sex, not for money but for sex. 】

Since her family was obviously not as wealthy as the general's mansion, Jiang Fuyuan said categorically: "He may be in love with me." 】

Fatty: "???"

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: [Fortunately, I am relatively ordinary now. ] Mu Cizhan's face is only [-]-[-]% similar to her original body. She was an existence that was called an immortal by the whole world of cultivation just based on her appearance.

[Consider him lucky, otherwise he might be obsessed with me and crazy about love. 】

Xiaopang silently glanced at her cold and charming face with a hint of coquettishness, and silently complained: ...You call such an appearance ordinary?Excessive modesty is not polite.

Zhong Liefeng couldn't hear the chat between one person and one ghost. He followed Jiang Fuyuan with a baggage and kept a distance of one meter, being a qualified follower.

In the secret conversation with the second prince last night, he thought over and over again and told the second prince that he saw the white lotus mark next door and that his wife could draw talismans and it was quite effective.

Of course he didn't want Mu Cizhan to be involved in this dispute, but it was a matter of great importance to Shun and the people of the world, and he couldn't hide it.

In the past, the situation on the northwest front was tense. In order to quell the rebellion of the Yue branch of Shun's vassal state, the second prince asked for orders to go to the front line in person. Unexpectedly, the military supplies and fodder from the rear were repeatedly delayed due to the obstruction of the Taoist palace, causing the war to be delayed intermittently for several months.

As the commander-in-chief, strange things happened frequently around the second prince. His armor broke for no reason, his newly polished halberd became covered with rust overnight, and the deployed sand table disappeared inexplicably and reappeared on a cliff hundreds of miles away. There are ghosts outside the tent in the middle of the night, and patrol soldiers often report hearing ghosts crying...

Each and every incident was so strange that people in the army were agitated and there were many discussions. They all said that these strange things were not caused by human beings and were God warning Shun not to exterminate the Yue tribe.

If the morale of the army is unstable, the war will be difficult to win.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to lose their fighting spirit, the second prince decided to organize 30 elite troops to attack the Vietnamese commander's camp at night to boost morale.

Ke Xuesheng, who is brave, fearless, bold and careful, was specially recommended by the general to become a member of this operation because of his military exploits in the last confrontation.

Just as they were walking at night ten miles outside the Yuezhi commander's camp, suddenly a group of soldiers and horses with guns and sticks blocked their way.

This group of people seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Their horses' hooves struck the ground silently, and their guns and sticks were as fast as lightning. They easily killed more than 20 of them in a few rounds.

In the end, only Zhong Lianfeng was holding a long curling sword, protecting the second prince and fighting and retreating. It was not until the golden rooster crows that the group suddenly turned around and fled to the west.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Zhong Lianfeng, with quick eyes and quick hands, swung his knife to cut off the last person in the escaping team. A burst of black smoke rose into the sky, and the clothes and armor that had been cut in half lost their support and fell to the ground.

In the bright morning sun, the second prince and Zhong Liefeng opened the pile of clothes. There was neither flesh nor bones inside, it was empty.

After careful identification by the two of them, they found that the style of the clothing did not belong to either Dashun or Yuezhi. The materials were shabby and decayed, as if dug out of the soil. The only impressive thing was the unique white lotus mark on the chest.

When Zhong Liefeng saw the exact same white lotus mark on the belly of the porcelain bottle last night, his first reaction was that the bottle must be related to that team of Yin soldiers.

And this was the second time he saw the White Lotus mark since he faked his death and changed his name to become a distant relative of the second prince's mother's family, and secretly went to Jingzhou to investigate the Dao Palace and the conspiracy behind it.

The last time it was on the collar of Xu Chen's little guard, but the little guard died suddenly and inexplicably the next day, and Zhong Liefeng didn't get any useful clues from him.

In the previous dynasty, the second prince personally took charge. Although the Taoist palace made several requests to repair Taoist temples and increase the amount of sacrifices, they were all suppressed by the Ministry of Husbandry and the Ministry of War jointly admonished by the second prince.

It's just that the emperor is getting old, and his need for longevity is increasing day by day. Therefore, his trust and preference for Daogong are increasing day by day. If he doesn't find the evidence that Daogong secretly used evil magic to harm Shun as soon as possible, the emperor will really ignore it. Due to the tight financial situation of the Great Shun Kingdom, all the taxes paid by the people were allocated to the Taoist Palace...

When the Dao Palace takes over the financial power, the people of Shun Kingdom...

Zhong Lianfeng's heart was in turmoil, and the veins on his arm holding the bundle were bulging, but his face didn't show any signs of it, and he didn't look sideways. He just followed Jiang Fuyuan towards Duobao Pavilion.

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