My wife is the sect leader

As for Li Fuzhou's injuries, outsiders don't know much, most of them are speculations.

And the only one who really knows about his injury is Xuan Yiwei's master, because Xi Yuanjun fought Li Fuzhou, he is the one who knows Li Fuzhou's injury best.

In Liu Qingshan's view, Li Fuzhou's injuries will definitely recover after receiving a ray of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Now that Liu Qingshan thought of this, he felt lingering fear. If he provoked the Demon Sect as brazenly as Xi Jikui, then Xi Jikui would end up with him at this moment.

Guo Yuchun took a deep breath and said, "Master, this Yuzhou city is too dangerous. In my opinion, you should go back to Linjiang city first. Anyway, Linjiang city has Chu Nanying and the government army, and there are Where the elite of the Cao Gang is, leave the affairs of the Su family to me..."

"Alright."

Liu Qingshan is not hypocritical, Xi Jikui is dead, but his strength is no different from Xi Jikui, no one knows if the Demon Cult master will come to kill him again.

Yuzhou City is not as fortified as Linjiang City, after all, Linjiang City still has a large number of government troops.

Guo Yuchun's ability to handle affairs is still very strong, and it is more than enough to handle the affairs of the four great families in Jiangnan Road.

"Xi Jikui is dead, I think Xi Yuanjun will go crazy."

Guo Yuchun said quietly.

Everyone knows that Xi Jikui is the only heir of Xi Yuanjun.

A white-haired person sends a black-haired person. Not many people can bear this kind of great pain.

Besides, Xi Jikui is Xuanyiwei's big Tiangang, this is undoubtedly provoking Xuanyiwei.

Liu Qingshan nodded and said: "That's fine, let Xuan Yiwei and the Demon Sect fight first."

........

Ji Shi Tang, the entrance.

The moment he felt the earthquake, An Jing took Tan Yun's hand and rushed to the relatively open door.

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

Little Heizai rushed faster than An Jing, and kept barking at the shaking plaque.

"How is this going?"

An Jing then felt the surge of Qi, and looked at the distant sky.

Although this aura is not as strong as that of King Xu in the cave, it is also the strongest aura An Jing has encountered so far, and it reveals a trace of familiarity.

It seems to be the unique aura of the Demon Cult's martial arts.

"Could it be old man Li?"

An Jing's heart trembled, "Li Fuzhou's strength should have recovered, but I didn't expect that old man Li recovered from his injuries, and he did a big thing when he came up."

He was also surprised by Li Fuzhou's strength.

If Li Fuzhou had this strength back then on Sanmiao Mountain, the spiritual energy of that day might not have anything to do with anyone else.

After a while, the earthquake disappeared, as if nothing happened.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid."

Tan Yun comforted: "It's just some aftershocks."

Others don't know what happened, but Tan Yun knows it very well.

This must be the leader's move, and Xuanyiwei was taken away in one go.

"What am I afraid of?"

An Jing looked at Jishitang in front of him, and said angrily: "We live in a bungalow, so we are not afraid of earthquakes."

"Grandpa, don't you let go?"

Tan Yun pouted, signaling that An Jing was holding his hand.

"Cough cough..."

An Jing hurriedly let go of his hand, "It's okay, let's go back."

He swore it was definitely not intentional.

Thinking of the aura just now, An Jing secretly said in his heart: Li Fuzhou, you old boy, go away, stop making trouble, you make too much trouble, if it is exposed when the time comes, our family will be in bad luck.

Sighing, he was about to walk towards Jishitang, when a familiar figure appeared in the distance.

Zhao Qingmei was wearing a blue shirt, with two strands of blue silk swaying in the breeze, holding two pieces of brocade in her arms, walking slowly towards this side, her forehead was dripping with sweat, as if she was walking in a bit of a hurry.

An Jing smiled and said, "Ma'am, I'm back so soon."

Tan Yun stepped forward quickly, and took the cloth from Zhao Qingmei's arms.

"It's just a few bolts of cloth, how long will it take?"

Zhao Qingmei smiled sweetly, "Husband, after I finish cutting this brocade, I'll make dinner."

"Ma'am, you've worked really hard, don't worry."

An Jing's heart warmed, Madam came back so soon, so she wanted to cook dinner for herself.

"Then I'll go first."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she walked towards the back hall, and Tan Yun quickly followed.

An Jing hummed a ditty, returned to the hall, checked carefully and found that no bottles and cans fell off, then picked up the broom and began to clean the dust.

"Xiao...Xiao An, Doctor?"

At this time, a sneaky sound came from outside the door.

"Who?"

An Jing was startled when he saw the man.

I saw the man was dressed in black, with a cloth scarf wrapped around his head, revealing two noses and two nostrils, and those eyes were pitch black...

When he took a closer look, isn't this Zhou Xianming?

"I'm Zhou Xianming. I'm here to buy medicine today."

Zhou Xianming rubbed his hands together.

"Buy medicine!? Could it be that he was beaten again?"

Before An Jing could speak, another figure walked outside the door. The man did not hide his head and show his tail, but his eyes were swollen like two light bulbs.

"Brother An, bring me some medicine for bruises and swelling, preferably the one with obvious effect."

This person is none other than Han Wenxin.

The two stood at the door, staring at each other with wide eyes, and then both froze.

.........

back room.

"Miss, is everything going well?" Tan Yun asked cautiously.

"Successful, now we will wait for the news from the third master."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, "You can cut this brocade and make winter clothes tomorrow."

On the other hand, Li Fu left Yuzhou City on Monday morning and chased after Hong Yuanwu. He was bound to take back their heads and Gu Renwo's knife.

Using Li Fuzhou's strength to deal with Hong Yuanwu would be a small test, and there would be no accidents at all.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Tan Yun breathed a sigh of relief and felt better.

At least Huo Zhongyun, Ghost Face Buddha died, and many masters of Xuanyiwei were buried with them.

And according to my uncle, as long as I remember them, they are not completely dead.

Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, walked into the bedroom, and then took out a book from her closet.

Three words are clearly engraved on it, diary.

Zhao Qingmei put the diary on the table, sat down and picked up a pen to write on it.

"In the 13th year of Xingping, on the third day of November, it was sunny.

The weather today is fine, feeling the wounds of the congregation yesterday, I took action today and suppressed that Xi Jikui with one finger, which can be regarded as revenge for my congregation, as a consolation.

After returning home in a hurry, I washed and chopped vegetables and prepared dinner for the evening. I hope my husband will like it.

It's a pity that the weather is so bad today, I couldn't go out with him, I feel somewhat regretful, if I want to discuss the outing with him again, I can only wait until tonight... we will talk about it later, just to try the newly learned tricks. "

"call!"

Zhao Qingmei's diary book, let out a breath, her face flushed slightly, and her heart was extremely excited.

The feeling of writing a diary is so good, I can confide freely what is in my heart, and I am not afraid of being known by others.

After many years, if it is turned over again, what will it be like?

Zhao Qingmei smiled lightly, and couldn't help looking forward to it.

"It's getting late, I have to cook for my brother."

It took a long while before she came back to her senses, put away the diary, and put it in the closet.

Zhao Qingmei knew that An Jing almost never looked through her wardrobe.

.........

The slight vibration in Yuzhou City did not cause a huge shock in the eyes of ordinary people. Coupled with the deliberate concealment by the prefect of Yuzhou City, it was just a trivial matter in the public opinion.

The Su family, in the corridor.

Su walked hurriedly, frowning tightly, full of thoughts, while Su Rui followed behind him with a relatively calm expression.

"Father, the secret letter has been sent to Yujing City. It will take a long time to go, and it is estimated that we will not receive a reply until the end of the new year."

Su Ze took a deep breath, "I always feel a little uneasy."

Su Rui said from the side: "Father, why don't you feel at ease, the second uncle is the second prince's person..."

In today's court, the always tough Ren Huang suddenly stopped managing the government, causing party and government to rise everywhere in the court and the opposition, and the princes formed gangs one after another, the most famous of which was the second prince Zhao Mengtai.

In the temple, this person's skills are considered to be unrivaled. Relying on a series of suppression, wooing, and collusion of interests, he quickly formed a team that belongs to him, and the speed is so fast that people are secretly speechless.

It can be said that apart from Lu Guoyong, Zhao Tianyi, and Marquis Wu, the second prince has a strong voice in the temple.

And the Su family has never moved closer to the Cao Gang, and a large part of the reason is that Su Rui's second uncle belongs to the second prince's party.

This is not the same faction as the Cao Gang. If he joins the Cao Gang, Su Rui's second uncle will be jealous.

"Afraid to be afraid..."

"Master, master, something is wrong!"

Before Su Ze finished speaking, he frowned suddenly, and then a shrill voice came from a distance.

I saw a middle-aged man with blood on his face running towards this side, rolling and crawling.

"Uncle Shui, what's going on......?" Su Rui was shocked.

The person in front of him is none other than Shui Bo, the housekeeper of the Su family.

With horror in his eyes, Uncle Shui said: "Kill...Kill came in, and Qiu Duwei, the government army of Jiangnan Road, came in!"

Government Army! ?

When Su Rui and Su heard the news, they felt a chill in their hearts.

Jiangnan Dao's army and Xuanyiwei were both used to suppress rebels and rebellions, but how could they enter his Su family today?

"broken!"

Su Ze secretly said in his heart.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

There was a noisy, noisy sound in front, and a middle-aged man in armor and holding a weapon came in, followed by densely packed men in armor.

The middle-aged man strode forward, glanced at Su Ze and Su Rui, and then said coldly: "The Taoist master has ordered that the Su family sell prohibited items, communicate with thieves, rob merchant ships, seek wealth and murder, and the crime is heinous. It is true, the whole family of the Su family is being arrested now, and anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

"Qiu Dekun, you're talking nonsense, and you're spitting blood!"

When Su Rui heard this, his face flushed and he immediately retorted.