Traveling through troubled times, he fled with his stepson

"Brother Zhan, let the children take care of our adult affairs..."

"He's a young boy, not that young anymore. He's going to get married in two years. It's no big deal to let him participate."

Zhan Ying interrupted Ling Feng and looked at him with a suppressive look.

"Or is it that Lord Ling is hiding something..."

"Absolutely not. Since Brother Zhan said so, there's nothing wrong with my son learning from him." Ling Feng hurriedly stopped Zhan Ying from saying the next word, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"That's good."

Zhan Ying said in an ambiguous tone.

Ling Zizheng, who was listening to the conversation between his father and the man, gradually calmed down his reckless heart. But after hearing what was said, he also felt fear.

Who is my father getting along with? He is so respectful to him.

and……

Zhan Ying naturally understood the fear of the Ling father and son. He looked at Ling Feng meaningfully, but the young man next to him looked at Ling Zizheng.

As the hours passed, the sound of conversation began to re-emerge from the room, with a few words of agreement coming from time to time.

By the time the two men left, it was already dawn outside. The crowing of a rooster came from somewhere, waking up the father and son.

"What are you doing back at this time?"

Ling Feng spoke first, his tone full of despair.

"Dad, who is that guy named Zhan? You..." Lingzi really didn't know what the situation was.

"Zizhen, Dad will send you to the military camp. In the future, try not to appear in front of these two people as much as possible." Ling Feng said to himself.

"Why do you do this? What do you care about?"

As Ling Zizheng was talking, he thought of another thing his father had said before.

"Are they related to the people from Chenzhou that you mentioned, father?"

Ling Feng's expression changed immediately, and he immediately stopped Ling Zizhen from speaking, "Don't say such things in the future, do you know that walls have ears?"

"father!"

Ling Zizhen was a little frightened. He asked in a lost voice, "Are they more powerful than those in Chenzhou?"

"You don't understand. Just listen to me and go to the military camp..."

"I'm already thirteen! I'm not young and I understand everything." The boy stood there with red eyes, looking at his father stubbornly.

Ling Feng sighed and had to say.

"They are not from Chenzhou. The one with the surname Zhan is from the capital."

"They want Chenzhou and Xuancheng. The people from Chenzhou that I contacted half a year ago were the ones who facilitated it."

"Then Dad, let's talk to the city lord, we..."

"Zizhen! Listen to me." Ling Feng stepped forward and grabbed Ling Zizhen's shoulders: "If you tell the city lord, all 32 people in our mansion will be killed!"

Ling Zizhen was stunned.

"So you listen to Dad and go to the military camp first. Cheng Feiyue and his study partner will also go to the military camp. I will arrange for you to go together then. Don't worry, I won't let you come into contact with them."

"I'll leave all this to Dad, huh?"

Ling Zizheng looked at his father's expression and had to nod.

"Father, you want to help them take down Xuancheng, right?"

"They already have people in Chenzhou. They want to take Xuancheng so that they can attack Yizhou from both sides."

Ling Feng grabbed his son's shoulders and said earnestly, "Son, the world is changing. You can't be so careless anymore. You have to learn skills so that you can survive."

Ling Zizhen nodded blankly.

He seemed to have no choice but to agree with what his father said.

When Li Yuan took Wei Qiqi back, it was still dark, and Wei Qiqi urged Li Yuan to go to bed quickly.

After tossing and turning all night, she tidied up a little and fell asleep.

On the third day after she recovered from her illness, Li Yuan and Cheng Feiyue went to bid farewell to her martial arts teacher.

She went to the other courtyard to see Ye Yuanjiang and others.

When I entered the yard, three people were working in the yard with clear division of labor.

Ye Yuanjiang was washing clothes, his hands were red from the cold. Ye Yuanxin was sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard. Ye Yuanfeng was running around, fixing whatever he didn't like.

The three of them didn't notice Wei Qiqi for quite a while.

Ye Yuanfeng, who was still running around, saw Wei Qiqi and ran over screaming: "Master——"

If you didn't know what was going on, you would think something had happened to Wei Qiqi because of that cry.

"Calling your soul."

Ye Yuanfeng chuckled and took the thing from Wei Qiqi's hand.

"Master, you are finally here. If you don't come, we will have to renovate this house."

"You don't know that these two siblings are so quiet. No one talks to me."

Ye Yuanfeng started chattering, and Wei Qiqi's ears suddenly became noisy.

When the brother and sister Ye Yuanjiang and Ye Yuanxin heard the sound, they quickly put down the things in their hands and tidied themselves before coming over.

Compared with Ye Yuanfeng, the two of them were still a little restrained.

"How is it here? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wei Qiqi asked after looking around.

"No, this is much better than the place where we are imprisoned." Ye Yuanfeng answered quickly.

"There's food, drink, shelter, and company, even though these two are just wooden."

Wei Qiqi curled her lips in response to Ye Yuanfeng's words, but did not respond.

She asked Ye Yuanjiang: "The money I gave you before..."

After listening to the first half, Ye Yuanjiang quickly took out a tattered wallet from his arms, and then took out some copper coins and silver from it.

"Master, this is the remaining money."

Wei Qiqi looked at the money and found that not much had been moved.

"You guys just arrived and need so many things, how come you don't have much money?"

When there was no smile on her face and her tone was gloomy, people could feel it clearly.

The Ye brothers and sisters froze for a moment, their lips stammering, not knowing what to say.

"Master, he is just stubborn. I've told you that you want us to be well, but he won't listen." Ye Yuanfeng added fuel to the fire, causing Ye Yuanjiang to glare at him fiercely.

"Spend it where it's necessary, don't be too thrifty. If you treat yourselves too badly when it comes to food, you're just causing trouble for me."

"You think you can save a little money, but if that little money makes you sick, the money I paid for you would be enough to kill you several times over."

Wei Qiqi had only met these three people a few times, but she knew them pretty well.

The oldest, Ye Yuanjiang, is inflexible but extremely honest.

This is the only way to educate them.

"Forget it, give the money to Ye Yuanfeng from now on and spend it as you wish." Seeing that Ye Yuanjiang was really like a wooden stake, Wei Qiqi had no choice but to give the money to Ye Yuanfeng.

"Eat well, take good care of yourself for seven days, and have a good New Year. When you are healthy after the New Year, you can start to do things."

She instructed him point by point, and Ye Yuanfeng nodded repeatedly, feeling that the child was too lively.

"Ah."

It was a bit cold outside and she sneezed unconsciously.

At the instruction of his eldest brother, Ye Yuanxin hurriedly took Wei Qiqi into the house and put a brazier at her feet.

The situation inside the room made Wei Qiqi frown.

A large pile of straw, tattered clothes and cloth was built on the ground.

It seemed that the three of them slept on the floor at night.

This realization made Wei Qiqi rub her brows and she sighed unconsciously.