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Chapter 350 Repaying Favors (4000-word chapter) (22)

Wang Anfeng felt that his body was a little out of control.

He stiffly raised his hand, bowed to the old woman, and said:
"Junior Wang Anfeng, I have met my grandma."

Xue Qinshuang's heart speeded up uncontrollably, but she never stopped, nor did she say anything wrong. The old woman glanced at Xue Qinshuang, and then at Wang Anfeng who straightened up.

Sighing in my heart, it was really direct and arrogant.

This is called?
She was born in the Southern County of the Central Plains of the Qin Dynasty, and she never knew that in Wangxian County, the younger generation is called the old woman, grandma, which is quite respectful and common, unlike the younger generation in Tiandong County, who are blood relatives. A unique name that can be used.At this moment, seeing Wang Anfeng addressing Wang Anfeng without hesitation, and Xue Qinshuang did not stop him, a subtle feeling arose in his heart.

The originally kind eyes fell on Wang Anfeng and added a little more consideration, like a dagger with a handle, looking up and down on the latter, his gaze was full of scrutiny, and he kept thinking in his heart.

Hmm... Although the appearance is not [-]% handsome, it is not ugly either.

Martial arts can surpass the sixth rank in a young man, which is not bad. Although he can't compare with his granddaughter, Xue Qinshuang is a talent that is rare in a thousand years. Only this, the old woman can be very sure of.

The point is, Xue Qinshuang never stopped her in the slightest.

The old woman suddenly felt a little frustrated. This feeling was the same as when she saw her son bring back the woman 20 years ago, just like when she watched the young man draw his weapon against his relatives. Same.

Powerless.

She knows.

Although Xue Qinshuang has a very bad relationship with her father, the temperaments of the two of them are generally the same, almost as if they were carved out of the same mold. Look at his aura by looking at his appearance, and once wrote a couplet for him, which was regarded as a gift for reaching the crown.

The old woman still remembers that the old gentleman wrote a pair of five-character couplets.

Start with the sword and reap with the moon.

It is not easy to break the sword, but the light of the moon is not damaged.

In the end, it is stubborn, like a long sword that has been unsheathed, even throwing away the scabbard casually, it must be full of blood to become it, this father and daughter are all like this temperament, since they have made up their minds Without determination, no matter who others are or what they say, it is useless.

Thinking of this, the old woman sighed, and only told herself in her heart that this was just a title, so she let him go and looked at Wang Anfeng with a tense face in front of her, and she didn't have the heart to continue to look at her, she just said:
"Get up..."

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and said again:
"Thank you grandma."

Just got up.

He had never seen the increasingly helpless look in the old woman's eyes.

Strictly stop.

Among a group of children from aristocratic families wearing brocade clothes, he was the only one wearing a red robe for arresting the police, which looked rather conspicuous.

Although he didn't come here to ask for a letter, he showed the official seal to the imperial guard and said that he wanted to find someone to go out to deal with an urgent case, so he also came in with the saber at his waist On the long table, he only intends to find Wang Anfeng and 'pick' him out.

I hurried all the way, and before I entered the backyard, I saw Wang Anfeng, and I planned to go directly to take him out, but saw the 'good show' just now.

Yan Ling's eyes fell on Wang Anfeng.

Seeing the latter's body stiff, like a piece of wood, and seeing his palms hanging down unnaturally beside him, the weather is a bit cold today, and with his eyesight, he can even see the fine sweat in Wang Anfeng's hair and the reddish earlobes, If the weather is a little colder, I am afraid that white smoke can be seen from the top of the boy's head.

The young man exhaled slowly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his gaze passed over the girl next to him.

That one is Xue Jiaqinshuang?

She is indeed a rare and strange woman.

Yan Ling lightened his steps and walked towards the back without making the slightest sound. After walking more than ten meters, he was blocked by the blooming plum blossoms and those men and women from aristocratic families before he turned around and strode forward. leave.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, feeling quite refreshed.

It seems that he is not needed today.

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Among the pavilions.

The always old and strong palm took the wine cup that was suspended in the air, introduced it into the throat at will, and threw it again casually.

The teacup appeared directly on the stone table.

The entire pavilion seemed to collapse an inch in an instant, and even the entire self-contained 'world' was slightly different, and could no longer function freely. The 'boundary' of this 'world' rubbed against the outside world, and some 'noises' appeared.

It was like a bowl of ink being held by someone, with angry eyes wide open, he rushed forward, and then raised his right hand, pouring the ink dripping down onto the original natural picture scroll.

The original atmosphere and artistic conception created by the painter's careful arrangement were immediately destroyed by an unreasonable and crude method, leaving nothing behind.

The old man surnamed Lin under the pavilion finally raised his eyes and looked in that direction.

Raw stones of different sizes are inlaid on the ground and arranged in a winding path. On the left is a lake, which has never frozen in winter, reflecting the blue sky. Between the sky and the earth, an old man in a white cotton gown stood loosely.

The right hand holds a plum branch obliquely.

That plum is straight.

Sharp as a sword.

Mr. Lin looked calm, as if he had never seen the upside-down eyebrows of the old man over there, and said lightly:
"You came……"

The old master raised his eyes to look at Mr. Lin under the pavilion, and spoke slowly. He is not as casual as he was in the academy, nor is he as unscrupulous as Ren Changge. On the snow field, the muffled thunder rolling past:
"You should have known about this matter before burning incense."

"Lin Zizai."

His eyes fell on the burnt sandalwood on the stone table.

Look at the marks left behind.

He had already calculated this point before, but for some reason, even if he knew about it, he still had to come here, had to come to see this face, this kind of grandiose, self-assessment made people have to follow his calculation The 'smart plan' he took made him look a little solemn.

He wished he would never see this person in his life.

Mr. Lin's expression did not change, he was silent for a while, after all he just said lightly:

"Everything is reconciled, and everything is impermanent. You and I can at least have a glimpse."

"If you think you are at ease, you will never be at ease, but you are just a mortal."

"Come and drink."

The old master snorted coldly, and strode forward, the plum in his hand was not put down, he still held it obliquely in his hand, walked under the pavilion, got up and sat down, Mr. Lin had already poured him a glass of wine, and when the master sat down, the wine The liquid just fell to the last drop, not one minute earlier, not one centimeter later.

The master glanced at the wine.

This wine is plum wine brewed by Mr. Lin himself. It has been buried in the ground for a year, but because it is fruit wine, although the wine is full-bodied and unrivaled in the world, there are still some tiny impurities left in the wine, like green wine. little ant.

Green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove, it will snow in the evening, can you have a glass?

The Master raised his hand to hold the cup, murmured in his mouth, and said:
"Although the wine is fragrant, there are so many impurities in it, how can I drink it?"

Mr. Lin drank the wine indifferently, glanced at him, and said:
"Although some impurities are unsightly, they are not harmful to humans and bodies. If you drink them, they will have a unique flavor."

"Master, you might as well give it a try."

The master laughed, with a look of emotion on his face, as if he was moved, but finally put down the wine cup in his hand.

Standing up, he casually inserted the plum in his hand upside down on the stone table.

Go ahead and go.

"Never get tired of eating fines, and never get tired of eating fines."

"I can't drink this wine."

That branch of Samuume was inserted upside down into the table, but there was no force or brute force at all, as if the Samuume had originally grown on the bluestone table, spreading its branches on the bluestone, stretching its body, and Blooming on a cold winter day.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the flowers are blooming more and more vigorously.

Lin Zizai seemed to have never seen his master leave. In this winter day, under the pavilion, he was still alone, drinking lightly, taking his time, pouring the last glass of wine into his throat, standing up, looking at the upside-down body. Han Mei raised her hand and gently stroked the petals of the plum blossom.

The plum blossoms that bloomed just in time are all withered.

"If you follow the old ways, you will be just ordinary rotten Confucianism after all."

Sleeves fluttered like flowing clouds, Lin Zizai walked slowly towards the direction where his back was facing away from his master.

This blocked 'world' was in contact with the outside world immediately.

Silent and silent, gardens with a radius of hundreds of feet, grounds, lakes, cold plums, and pavilions.

It collapsed an inch and three points directly toward the bottom.

No one noticed.

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Fufeng's deputy chief arrester, Zhu Jian'an, was in the inner courtyard, talking with several people from aristocratic families, not only talking about something, but laughing loudly, standing beside him were several prostitutes from aristocratic families, with beautiful faces and smiling faces. Yanli is not inferior to Hanmei, with fiery eyes, looking at Zhu Jianan.

Yan Ling stood in the distance, looking at his Shangguan with a 'fake smile'.

He raised his hand and straightened his body to arrest Zhu Yi.

He came into this royal courtyard and told the guards guarding the courtyard that he was going to take someone out to handle the case. If he was alone, he would definitely not be able to get out. At this moment, he could still feel the constant inspections falling on him. look.

In short, it is to take people out.

The same goes for Wang Anfeng or the vice president, and...

Seeing Zhu Jian'an's constantly looking for help secretly, Yan Ling suddenly felt an urge to turn around and leave as if he hadn't seen it, so that he could see the embarrassing scene of the vice president's arrest. He had no choice but to forcibly hold back this tempting thought.

His lips were slightly pursed, and he put on a somewhat anxious and stern look on his face.

He quickened his pace and walked towards Zhu Jian'an.

While walking, he brushed past a rather tall man, and almost instantly, an inexplicable cold feeling rose up his back, and he ordered his footsteps to pause slightly, but he never showed any abnormality, let alone Looking back, he just walked ahead, perhaps because of this, there was a little sincerity in his accelerated pace.

Laughing Tiger Li Sheng noticed the movement of the young policeman behind him, and a hint of admiration rose in his heart.

But this glimmer of admiration was quickly swallowed by his original state of mind. Taking advantage of Li Changxing's precious collection of poems staying behind in the main hall, he changed his appearance and hurried away.

After a while, he appeared outside a courtyard with pavilions, terraces, flowing water, and plum blossoms. There were no other people in the courtyard, not even the sword-wielding warriors who were close to the left and right. There was only one old man in a gray-white double-breasted gown. Standing in front of Mei, she seemed to be born in a daze, as if she was waiting for someone.

Li Sheng stepped into this courtyard.

Lin Zizai didn't look back, as if there was no accident, he said lightly:
"coming?"

Li Sheng frowned slightly, regained his composure, and stood still. Although he was in the other courtyard of the emperor's eldest grandson, when facing the old man in front of him, his body was still tense uncontrollably. Circulating, outlining the left and right, forming the prototype of the vision that is ready to go out, and just a little bit calmed down in my heart, and said slowly:

"You know what I'm here for."

Lin Zizai smiled lightly, raised his eyes to look at Li Sheng who had changed his appearance, his eyes were calm, and said:
"It's just for Wang Tiance's heir."

"Apart from that, do you and I have anything else to say?"

Li Sheng was told what was on his mind. Although he had already expected the ability of the person in front of him, there was still a slight wavering in his mood, and he stabilized himself in a flash, and said slowly:
"Since I know, I don't need to waste any time talking with you. Although you had many entanglements with the commander-in-chief back then, but now that the commander-in-chief has passed away, why do you bother with an ordinary junior?"

A little astonishment appeared in Lin Zizai's eyes, and then more ridicule remained.

Those eyes were full of disdain, as if looking at the first-class idiot in the world. Since that person passed away, he has rarely looked at a person with such eyes, because he felt that no one was worthy of such a big rise in his mood. However, only now did he know that there are many idiots in the world.

With a faint smile, he said:
"If the old man says no, will you attack me?"

"Will you link up with Wang Tiance's old friend and put pressure on the old man in front of His Majesty?"

He seemed to have seen the future and what Li Sheng was thinking. His voice was flat, but every time he said a word, there was stronger pressure on Xiaohu's body. The place where the latter's feet stepped on the ground was already unknown. When it collapses downward, the internal force has already outlined the left and right.

But at this time, even though Li Sheng had half-stepped into the realm of a master, he couldn't even arouse the vision of heaven and earth.

Lin Zizai looked away.

The pressure of heaven and earth disappeared in an instant, and Li Sheng's breathing was a little short.

Thin cold sweat oozes from the white forehead, but before it falls, it has already turned into frost.

Immediately the frost gradually crumbled.

Li Sheng's vision was slightly blurred, and he heard the old man's faint voice, saying:

"You step back."

"I'm not going to lower my status and argue with a junior. What happened today is just to repay brother Tiance's favor 20 years ago."

Li Shengqiang lifted his head up and looked at the old man watching plum blossoms.

Although he didn't know what kind of private friendship the Marshal had with him back then, it didn't stop him from laughing, saying:
"Someone has never seen such a humane behavior."

Lin Zizai was no longer interested in talking to him. He put down the plum blossom with his palm, and the Samuume swayed, shaking off two or three plum blossoms. The old man had already turned around, walked slowly towards the house, and said calmly:

"Naturally, it's a favor."

"What do you think should be done? Give benefits, tell him about his father's behavior? Tell him how his father showed his talents back then? What great achievements did he make?"

"You are like this, he is like this, even the old man is like this?"

Pausing slightly, Lin Zizai took a step sideways, looked at the slightly pale Li Sheng with his eyes, and said lightly:
"That will only make him think that Da Qin Chaotang is full of kindness towards him."

"Don't forget, the Supreme Emperor is still alive."

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