Jianling

Mingzhou is one of the three states. Although it is not as prosperous as Haizhou in commerce, nor is it as famous as Meizhou, but Mingzhou was formerly the capital of the former dynasty, and it is very close to the current capital Huadu, and it is almost adjacent. Therefore, Mingzhou The bustling market is also a grand scene in the Anhui Dynasty.Feng Lin traded in good faith, and wrote back to Haizhou to send someone to investigate the case of Shen's family, but she stayed in Mingzhou and called it to inspect Fenglou in Mingzhou, but she didn't care much about Feng Qiong, but Meng Xing and Shen Chongxuan. After leaving Fenglou, he was blocked by Feng Lin's people.

"Mingzhou has been in turmoil recently. My young master heard that Meichuan is about to produce fine wines and brews, so I specially invite the two priests to go together."

Meng Xing didn't agree, nor refused. He knew that the so-called turmoil must be a confrontation between Feng Qiong's forces and the imperial court. Feng Lin's actions were worried that he would be affected, but he didn't know that this wave was caused by him—or he knew , but he hoped that Meng Xing would avoid this farce.

Zhong Xuan saw that he was silent, so he could only answer for him: "Thank you, Mr. Feng Lin, for your kindness, but my teacher already has something he likes, so I can only leave it at this point."

The person who sent the message secretly glanced at Meng Xing's face, but saw that the unfathomable Drunken Sword's face was gentle, and he had no intention of dissatisfied with his apprentice's grabbing words, so he could only repeat: "Meng Daochang, my son misses you as a best friend..."

"Well. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I miss you very much."

"Exactly. So the Taoist priest..."

"Pindao and Lin'er are just right for such long-lasting miss."

This person wanted to say more, but he saw Shen Zhongxuan took half a step with a smile on his face, lighted his crisp sword and stopped it: "Go back."

The one who sent the message couldn't get angry with the child, so he could only look at Meng Xing pitifully, hoping that the priest would soften his mouth, say something nice, and reward Feng Lin with face. Meng Xing lived up to his expectations, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth Said: "Yuan Yuan, how can you treat others like this? It's too impolite."

Shen Zhongxuan glared at him, then took half a step back, holding his sword in his arms and remaining silent.So Meng Xing slowly picked up the teacup, smiled like a spring breeze, and said: "Please."

Chong Xuan: "..."

When the person who sent the message was stunned and politely left, Shen Zhongxuan turned to look at the innocent Meng Xing, and repeated in a low voice: "... longing for eternity?"

His expression was not gentle, and his tone was even more sour. Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put the teacup away, and pulled the little apprentice to his side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's going on, why have you been so sour lately?"

"...It's okay." Shen Zhongxuan pursed his lips, and suddenly met Meng Xing's beautiful eyes, which were full of concern at the moment. He could feel that Meng Xing attached great importance to him, and he also knew that he was important to Meng Xing. , at least for now, must be a very important existence.

But not enough.

"What do you want, you have to tell me." Meng Xing patted him on the head, seemed to hesitate for a while, and said, "It's...it's my first time to be a master, and I'm not careful. I can't do well. You have to be more tolerant. Let's speak out what's on our minds, and each of us can talk a little bit, and we can always get along slowly... Whether you want to or not, no matter if you have no other way out, at least follow me, so you won't suffer, and you won't It's a loss, huh?"

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned, he didn't respond, he was silent for a long time.All the things in the past came back, Meng Xing's joy, anger, frown and smile were like a breeze blowing on him, and he froze in place, he couldn't think of anything wrong with Meng Xing.

"Already good," he thought.For Meng Xing to be a good teacher, he has done his best.

He said: "I didn't suffer... I was greedy."

When he said this, he unconsciously twisted his clothes, and finally confessed the fact that he sacrificed all his pride—he knew that Meng Xing was good to him, he liked that Meng Xing was good to him, and he hoped that Meng Xing was good to him good.

Only what is good to him is good.

Meng Xing couldn't help laughing, and tried to free the clothes from his hands, but he failed, so he could only whisper: "You can be more greedy. It's my teacher's approval."

Shen Zhongxuan was stunned, and looked up at him, only to see Meng Xing's brows were bright, smiling at Yan Yan, the smile in his peach blossom eyes was light, and the curve of his lips was as gentle and tolerant as ever.

Does he have a bottom line?Think heavily.

"Master..." Shen Zhongxuan choked up, and Meng Xing interrupted him first: "It's nothing, you don't have to hold back. In the future, don't blame me for spoiling you--ah, but whoever is spoiling you, my family Yuan Why is Yuan so cute?"

Chong Xuan: "?"

"It's still very powerful." Meng Xing smiled, "Yuan Yuan will become a famous hero in the future, even if your master is reborn, he will have to be afraid of you."

"Nonsense." Zhong Xuan avoided his face.

"It's not nonsense." Meng Xing said, "I'm waiting for you as a teacher."

Shen Zhongxuan was silent, and finally let go of the hand holding his clothes. He thought for a while, and said softly, "...I will try my best."

He looked up at Meng Xing beside him. Meng Xing was still dressed in white, and there was a little blood stain on his sleeve that could not be washed off. It was left over from when he wiped his face, like an ancient god who bent over and rolled up his sleeves to watch the world of mortals. Shen was offended by ordinary people, so the god sighed, bowed his head and kissed the world of mortals, and became his master Meng Xing.

...He is Meng Xing.

On the other side, Feng Lin, who had been missing Meng Xing for a long time, finally couldn't hold back her laughter after hearing the message from her subordinates.Meng Xing's refusal to agree to him is really puzzling to him. After all, Meng Xing is such a lazy and lazy person. I'm afraid it's secretly wishing for him to help out with his mother's heart, but Meng Xing refused this time, and he didn't give up He expected.

Meng Xing is the most ruthless and ungrateful, almost the same as Meng Wubei, he only believes in the three-foot green sharp edge in his hand, and avoids the love of ordinary people, lest he be contaminated, but he is also similar to Meng Wubei, there is always a kind of love that ordinary people can't match. A sense of mission—probably all these swordsmen who call themselves heroes will be like this, if they promise something, they must do it.

The child beside him must be really important.

Holding a cup of tea, Feng Lin sighed with a smile. There may be regrets, but it's just that she is not a fellow.

Meng Xing and him have never been Taoist friends, Meng Xing is a loner and drunken temperament, although he is reckless, he acts openly and aboveboard, but he promises not to interfere with him, and he will definitely not help him in any way, so he is determined not to bother with him He has always been well versed in his peers.

"Master, about the Shen family...do you still want to investigate?"

Feng Lin lifted her lips and smiled: "Check, why don't you check?"

"But Drunken Sword... I'm afraid it's useless to the big plan, and it's a variable. Master, the subordinates think that if you can't get rid of him, you should drive him away."

"I have my measure."

"Forgive me for being ignorant, the master is not ignorant of Feng Lang's whereabouts. This transaction is clearly a loss for the master. Why do we need to investigate the Shen family? The case of the Shen family is deeply involved, and now the power of the family is involved. If you make half a step wrong, I'm afraid the gain will outweigh the loss."

Hearing this, Feng Lin glanced at him with her chin in her hand, with a smile that was not a smile, and her eyes were cold: "Why, I will tell you to do things in the future, do you have to explain everything clearly?"

"Big plan?" Feng Lin sneered, "Could it be that in your eyes, I can only have big plans and not have selfish intentions?"

A group of counselors were silent, they could only stand with their heads bowed, and no one dared to say a word.

Feng Lin turned to put down the teacup, her expression gradually eased, she bent her eyes and smiled and said, "Hey, you are young and energetic, I just said too much, gentlemen, please don't take it to heart. It's just that Ameng's nature is free and easy, Su Min is wise, It will definitely not become an obstacle to our great cause, and you should stop facing a great enemy and regard him as a scourge. The matter of the Shen family needs to be troubled by you, but it is just a favor for Ameng, and you should only give it to me Selfish."

"……Yes."

Feng Lin had already given the steps to go down, and the subordinates dared not speak too much, they all bowed their heads and said yes, and then Feng Lin suddenly said as if on a whim: "Did Ameng say where he plans to go?"

The counselors looked at each other, and the one who first sent the message took a step forward, recalling with a frown: "It seems...not. But my subordinates suspect that they will stay in Mingzhou for a while."

"Why?"

"They just met Mr. Qiong not long ago, and they disappeared for three days inexplicably. Afterwards, Mr. Qiong ordered Fenglou to take care of them carefully... I wonder if the master has asked Mr. Qiong about it?"

Feng Lin was thoughtful, but sneered on the corner of her lips: "At least it's my brother, not my dog, how can you bother brother Joan with everything?"

"Forgive me for speaking bluntly, I thought Ming Dingjian met with Mr. Qiong privately, and I'm afraid I will treat you..."

Feng Lin waved her hand and didn't take it seriously, she just bent her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Why do you say that? People shouldn't be too suspicious, that would be too tiring. Ameng probably just saw Feng Qiong's poor martial arts skills and wanted to beat him up. .”

This reason is too absurd, not to mention other people, Feng Lin herself is not serious, there was a moment of silence in the hall, but Feng Lin was the first to break the silence and asked: "Isn't Feng Qiong planning to change the inlaid gold seal recently?"

"Yes." Someone responded, "He has been working on this for more than a year. Mingzhou has been stable in recent years. He has gathered a lot of people's hearts for the Feng family about the famine. Even now that the court is in turmoil, people have helped Fenglou. It is a great achievement. If they want to come to the Patriarch this time, they will probably agree."

Feng Lin gave an ambiguous "uh" and said after a long time: "Then he attaches great importance to this time. That's right, the one inlaid with gold is much more beautiful than the one inlaid with silver."

"Of course not everyone can be as talented as you..."

"Hey, it's overrated." Feng Lin interrupted the man's flattery, and frowned slightly, "It's just because of Feng Lang's glory...Feng Lang, I haven't seen him for a long time. Forget it, Ameng is In what inn? I will go and find him myself."

"Master, no! You are Wangui..."

Feng Lin interrupted again, chuckled a few times, but shot a cold light from her eyes: "I don't like others to praise me very much. You are all my trusted confidants, why are you so out of touch?"

Everyone Nuonuo: "Yes."

"Ameng's gold-encrusted vermilion seal, if I have guessed correctly, is the vermilion seal of Feng Shenqing back then, otherwise Feng Qiong would not have tried to use it as a threat. If it hadn't been for Bi Wuwu's impatience at that time, I am afraid that he would really have sent Ameng to my family I can't save him." Feng Lin sighed slowly, with some worry in her words, "But Ah Meng is so loyal, he will never tell me where this Zhu Yin came from. I smiled."

"Master, why don't you walk with Mingding Sword and wait for the opportunity?"

"Naturally, we have to go together." Feng Lin bent her lips, lowered her eyebrows and pulled her sleeves together. Although she was dressed in red, she only made people feel that he was as humble and gentle as a bamboo. What about your smile?"

The author has something to say: Feng Jue: Arlene, you will definitely be the most promising in the clan!

Feng Lin: I hope to live up to my sister's expectations!

Feng Lang: Elder brother will definitely be in the clan...

Feng Lin: I don't like others to praise me very much.