Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

I was about to say that everything was fine, but I suddenly caught a glimpse of Sen Ying sitting in the corner with a sullen face, and I changed my words: "No one was seriously injured. All the trials and tribulations are over, and we should live the rest of our lives well."

Mori Ying leaned against the carriage board, and it was unknown whether she heard it or not.

I sighed. It seemed that persuading her would be a long and arduous journey.

Tu Shanjing looked at me and said, "Yes, the past is over, and we must look forward. You just said you know where Ali came from?"

I gave him a mysterious smile and looked back at him: "Sir, he is Gui Fangduan, and he is said to be one of the candidates for the next head of the Gui Fang clan."

Tu Shanjing was a little surprised, but he recovered quickly and said thoughtfully, "It was him? So, Fengzhuang was actually a base of the Guifang family that night? It is indeed a place outside the world, but not far away."

Xiao Wei asked curiously, "Sir, what does the Guifang family do? Why is it that they are so famous but we rarely see anyone from their clan?"

Tu Shanjing said: "They act in secret, come and go freely, and do business in secret. As long as the price is affordable, kidnapping and killing people, and robbing goods are no problem. Half of the people who have seen them are dead, and the other half are customers who pay, and they will not spread rumors. Therefore, where they live and how many people there are in the clan, the world has no idea. All we know is that most of the Guifang family are people with high spiritual power."

Xiao Wei pouted, covered her chest and said, "How scary! Xiao Wei has seen that ghost Fang Duan, luckily he is still alive!"

Tu Shanjing added: "I have seen that although this person has great spiritual power, he still behaves like a teenager. I think he has been practicing since he was young and has not had much contact with the outside world. But you should not let your guard down. You still have to be careful when you see him in the future."

We nodded in agreement. Xiao Wei talked about the day when she was taken back to the inn by Xuan and the others after the thorns were pulled out. She was unconscious for a whole day before she woke up. Jun Yi interrogated them fiercely at first, asking them if they knew what they were transporting and where they were going, and whether they had luggage hidden somewhere else. Seeing that they didn't know anything, he had no choice but to report to Xuan. Xuan treated them kindly, provided them with good food and drink, and even invited a doctor to see them. He didn't ask too many questions.

As they were talking, the carriage stopped. You said "We've arrived" outside and lifted the curtain.

Ruiyang, hanging his arm, poked his head in through the carriage door. Seeing that we were packed into the carriage, he smiled and said, "Oh my God! I finally got you back! I've been missing you so much these days!"

After that, he helped Xiao Hui get off the carriage, and You also came forward to hold Xiao Wei. After we all got off the carriage, he took down a white fur coat from the side that was draped over the shaft of the carriage and wrapped it around Tu Shanjing: "Sir, it's cold, put on this fur coat that was left at Young Master Fenglong's place, be careful not to catch a cold."

I looked up and saw a very imposing gate. The gate was painted red and was more than ten feet high. The door knockers were two golden dragons with eyes wide open and fangs exposed, which looked very majestic. In front of the gate stood two guards in silver-grey armor, holding red-tasseled spears, looking straight ahead. Beside the gate was a long wall of grey tiles and white walls, layer upon layer, stretching for a long distance from the sky to the ground.

Tu Shanjing saw me looking at him and said softly, "I have been staying at the inn to avoid the limelight for the past few days. Fenglong invited me several times but I didn't come. Now that the dust has settled, I will meet him and have a reunion."

I nodded and followed him into the deep courtyard. As soon as I entered the courtyard, I looked up at the buildings in the courtyard, but found that Jing had returned to his usual appearance, the one I had wanted to see for a long time, with jade-like face, red lips, bright eyes and white teeth.

The servant who had been waiting for a long time came forward to invite us in. We walked through the long and narrow corridor, turned right at the middle door, and entered another courtyard.

The courtyard has exquisite brackets, flying eaves, stone carvings and wood carvings, and the hip roofs and gable roofs are arranged in an orderly manner. Most of the residences here are wooden structures, with carved patterns and gilded octagonal square lamps hanging under the eaves. The four colors of brown, white, gray and gold are integrated, revealing a sense of grandeur and stability in harmony.

Before he entered the door, a man came to greet him. It was Feng Long. He was wearing a dark brown brocade robe and a black cotton robe with dark gold patterns. He was still in high spirits.

"Jing, you kept me waiting for so long! I thought you wouldn't come today again. I just had dinner!" He came over and patted Jing's arm.

Jing patted the back of his hand and said, "It was delayed for a while, but fortunately everything is done now."

I and the people behind me all bowed and saluted. Feng Long waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite! You must be tired after working for so long. Come and have a meal with me and then go to bed early. Have a good rest for a few days!"

Before Jing could answer, a servant hurriedly came up behind him, ran over and bowed, then said, "Sir, a pigeon just sent a letter saying that Miss Xinyue has returned from Xuanyuan in advance and will be at the edge of the city soon."

Feng Long raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Why is she so busy that she came back so quickly?! Could it be that she knew there were guests at home and wanted to join in the fun?"

After that, he bowed to Jing and said, "I'm sorry, I'll go to the city gate to pick her up. Otherwise, if she sees that I'm not there, she will definitely be in a bad mood, and I'll have to coax her for two or three days. I'll ask the kitchen to send the food to your room. You can eat first. I'll accompany you tomorrow and we'll have a few drinks!"

Jing nodded and said, "You go ahead, don't worry about us."

Feng Long waved his hand and walked a few feet away, leading a few people dressed as servants and hurried out of the yard.

The servant who led us in raised his hand and said, "Please come in, sir. Please stay in the Osmanthus Garden where you usually stay. Please come in as well, as they all live not far from you."

Jing smiled and replied, "Thank you." We followed him through the courtyard, turning left and right and arrived at another courtyard.

It is quieter here. Although most of the flowers and trees in the yard have withered, there is still a big pine tree standing in the yard. Its trunk is twisted and its branches extend obliquely, leaving a hint of green.

The servant walked up the wooden steps, pushed open the boxwood door covered with cotton paper, and said with a smile, "Please come in, sir. Master Fenglong has already sent people to clean the house inside and out. If you need anything to eat or use, just send someone to call me at the gate."

Tu Shanjing took a long step, walked up the wooden steps, walked to the door, said "thank you" to him, then took a step inside, then held the door frame with his bare hands, turned around and looked at me, and said: "Lanxiang, come in with me, I want to ask you a question."

Seeing this, the others bowed and went their separate ways. Feeling somewhat uneasy, I followed him into the room.

The house was very clean, divided into two rooms on the left and right, with a spacious central hall in the middle.

There is a floor-length canopy near the window in the central hall. The partition and the horizontal drapery are connected by a flower canopy. On the threshold is a gold-carved precious plaque, surrounded by a circle of wave-shaped gold plaques, extending all the way to the bottom of the floor-length canopy. On both sides, potted plants are planted in dark blue fish and algae pattern porcelain pots, placed on a six-legged birch flower table. On the inside is a short piano table, on which a piano is lightly covered with cloud gauze. Between the piano table and the window is a huge potted plant with slanting branches and a crooked cover. The leaves are green, which complements the brown and white colors of the room.

There are six carved palace lanterns hung on the four corners of the house. The light is warm yellow, making the house cozy.

Tu Shanjing walked straight to the table outside, sat down, stared at me and said, "The day before yesterday, I saw Xiaowei's letter roughly describing what happened that day... I just want to ask you, what was your intention when you drove the carriage to the Chishui River?"

I saw tea was ready on the table, so I poured him a cup and handed it to him. I looked at his expression and said carefully, "Lanxiang... I didn't think much about it. I just felt that the carriage and the items inside the carriage must not be confiscated by Xuan. What if - something is found out and it implicates the young master, and the young master is arrested and punished?"

Tu Shanjing held the teacup but didn't drink. He looked up at me and asked, "So, it wasn't that the carriage suddenly lost control, nor that you and Xiangliu had a prior connection. You really wanted to die and sink the carriage and you into the Chishui River?!"

I saw that he looked unhappy, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of anger between his eyebrows, and I couldn't help but shudder. He was always polite and gentle, and he spoke softly to his servants. I had never seen him look like this before.

I laughed and said, "Oh, I didn't think so much at the moment. The situation was urgent at the time, and I only had one thought, which was to escape. If I couldn't escape, I couldn't just surrender."

Tu Shanjing frowned and looked at me and said, "You haven't answered my question yet. Yes or no?"

I stopped smiling, pursed my lips, and replied, "Yeah...right. But I don't want to die if I can live. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I?"

Tu Shanjing placed the teacup heavily on the table, stood up, flicked his sleeves, turned his back, his back heaving as if he was taking a deep breath.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" His voice came coldly, with a hint of severity in his tone.

I thought about it and I really wasn't afraid. According to the rules of the novels and movies, I could probably go back home once I died. This made me feel like I was in a golden bell and iron cloth shirt, with the aura of a protagonist, and I had no worries. If I wasn't afraid of pain, I really wouldn't be afraid of death. However, what if I couldn't go back home after I died...

I shook my head, put away this terrible thought, and just told him my state of mind at that time: "I just thought at that time that I was not afraid of death, I just felt sorry that I would never see you again. There are still many things I haven't done with you, and many questions I haven't asked——"

Tu Shanjing shrugged his shoulders and turned around suddenly.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were bright, as if they had melted into a sea of ​​moonlight. He said in a trembling voice: "You are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of not being able to see me?"

My eyes felt a little sore, and I blinked repeatedly. I was just wondering how to answer when there was a knock on the door. The voice of the servant from before rang out: "Sir, I'm here to bring you and the girl dinner."

I hurried to open the door. The boy was carrying a large multi-layered food box and a food plate, on which were placed several kiln-fired chestnut-brown glazed porcelain bowls and an earthenware jar, all covered with lids and neatly arranged.

I took the food tray for him, and he bowed repeatedly, saying thank you: "Oh! Miss Lao, thank you for coming!"

I carried the food plate to the table, opened the lid, and a burst of fragrance filled my nose, smelling like the chicken soup that Jing liked to eat.

The servant had already listed the names of the dishes like a machine gun: "This is the Chinese wolfberry and ginseng chicken soup that Master Fenglong specially asked the kitchen to cook in a clay pot. It's cold now, so it's for you two to drive away the cold. There are also seven-star fish balls, five-flavor braised meat, stir-fried winter bamboo shoots, and Shili ginkgo. It's getting late, so eat something light and easy to digest. Master Fenglong will host a banquet tomorrow and treat the distinguished guests well. There are also staple dishes such as jade shrimp noodles, chestnut cakes, and eight-treasure rice pudding, and desserts such as red dates, golden bird's nest, and rich peony cakes. Please enjoy them slowly. When you are done, just leave them at the door. I will take them away when the time comes."

I listened to his fluent speech and said with a smile, "Thank you. He is really articulate, even more fluent than the waiters in the big restaurant!"

He smiled slightly, and his round face became even happier: "Miss, you have a good eye. Before I came to the mansion, I was a waiter at the Qingkui Restaurant."

I couldn't help laughing when I heard that, and stole a glance at Jing. I saw that his expression had calmed down, but his eyes were still a little red.

He took out a red brocade bag embroidered with gold thread and with two emerald green jade beads hanging from the cuff from his sleeve and handed it to the servant, saying, "Rong Xin, thank you for your hard work. Here is a brocade bag, you can use it to decorate your small things."

Rong Xin didn't dare to accept it and waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not. Serving you is my duty. How dare I accept the reward!"

Tu Shanjing smiled and said, "If you do your job well, you will get a reward. Just take it."

Rong Xin then took it with fear, raised the brocade bag above his head and said, "Then I'd better obey your command. Thank you for the reward, sir! Please enjoy it." After saying that, he lowered his head and backed away to the door, turned around, closed the door and left.

With his interruption, the tense atmosphere between Jing and I eased. Looking at the delicious food spread out in front of me, my appetite was whetted.

Tu Shanjing sat down and looked up at me, then glanced down at the food, sighed, and said, "Eat it while it's hot, it will be cold soon."

I obeyed his order with a smile, first served him a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of me, then served myself a bowl, and then sat down next to him with the bowls in my hands.

I picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised meat with five flavors. It was smooth, salty and fresh. I also drank a sip of the chicken soup, which was warm and refreshing, and filled with fresh fragrance. It was a real delicacy.

I put down the spoon and saw that he was still looking at me, so I said, "Sir, please try this chicken soup! It's so delicious!"

He hummed, picked up the bone china spoon that was only slightly whiter than his hand, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and sighed, "It still tastes the same as before."

I was busy trying to pick up the seven-star fish balls, but they were too slippery to pick up. I finally had to use a spoon to scoop them up before I could eat them. I also sighed, "The chef at Master Fenglong's house is better than the chef at the most upscale Qingkui Restaurant!"

Tu Shanjing smiled and said, "This chef was originally the head chef of Qingkui Restaurant. He had been working in the restaurant for a few months when he ran into Fenglong who was having a meal. He had a great meal and brought back the waiter who had served him well that day, along with the people and the dishes. The shopkeeper was so sad that he hung his head and stamped his feet for a long time."