How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

Hearing the first half of Ah Lian's words, Zhuang Qingyue was noncommittal.

After Ah Lian finished speaking, his brows suddenly frowned.

The teacup in her hand was placed heavily on the table, Zhuang Qingyue looked at Ah Lian with serious eyes: "Don't forget your identity!"

Ah Lian was taken aback, only then did she realize that she had violated the rules, so she knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your servant is too talkative, this servant realizes his mistake, please punish me!"

"No matter how good Xiao Lingfeng is, he is also from the Xiao family."

Zhuang Qingyue stared at Ah Lian, her tone was cold: "Ah Lian, you have to firmly remember that my Fu family's country was destroyed by Xiao thief."

He said harshly: "If you don't avenge this revenge, my ancestors of the Fu family will not die with peace! Your father and brother who died in battle will also have no peace under the Nine Springs!"

Seeing the flash of blood in Zhuang Qingyue's eyes, Ah Lian shrank to the ground, not daring to say a word of Xiao Lingfeng's favor again.

Zhuang Qingyue listened intently to the movement outside the door, and suddenly said, "Get up."

Ah Lian hurriedly got up, and stood beside Zhuang Qingyue with red eyes.

After a while, Xi Le held a big pottery bowl and peeked around the door.

Seeing Zhuang Qingyue sitting in the living room, Xi Le's eyes lit up, she lifted the big pottery bowl up, and said with a smile: "Young master! The prince just said that you can feed Bai Yu with fresh meat, and the aunt in the kitchen cut it up for me. Shall we still feed it?"

Zhuang Qingyue stepped forward, looked at the fresh meat strips in the clay bowl, and found that Xi Le's hand holding the bowl was red from the cold in the cold and snow, so she quickly reached out to take it and put it aside.

Before she had time to speak, Xi Le looked up at him, and spoke again with a look of admiration: "My lord is such a good man!"

When Zhuang Qingyue heard this, her hands paused imperceptibly, and soon returned to normal.

He looked at Xi Le and said softly: "Bai Yu has eaten enough today, let's feed it tomorrow."

He glanced at Ah Lian, and then reassigned a task to Xi Le: "This sister Ah Lian will be with us in the future, she is new here, you take her around to get acquainted?"

Xi Le was only focused on Zhuang Qingyue before, but now that Zhuang Qingyue mentioned it, he realized that the young master had a very good-looking sister standing beside him.

He used to see few Han women on the grasslands, but now seeing this gentle and good-looking sister Ah Lian, Xile immediately thought of his mother who died young, and felt close to Ah Lian.

So he replied crisply: "Little one obeys!"

After sending Xi Le and Ah Lian away, Zhuang Qingyue gathered her cloak, stood quietly on the porch for a while, then walked along the porch into the garden.

Walking around the corner, seeing no one around, Zhuang Qingyue suddenly stopped, and a figure quietly appeared behind Zhuang Qingyue.

"Son."

Covered by the pillars, the man dressed as a horse servant bowed his body and said in a low voice, "Young master is as good as a god. Yanshan Village really has an avalanche. Our people have already evacuated according to your order."

Zhuang Qingyue hummed, with a look of joy and anger on her face.

The horse servant quietly raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingyue, his voice became softer: "Mr. Wen was taken away by Xiao Lingfeng's men, do we want to save him?"

Zhuang Qingyue glanced at him and asked back, "What do you think?"

The horse servant's expression was serious, and he quickly replied: "You can't live without doing your own crimes. Mr. Wen didn't listen to the young master's advice, so he should suffer for himself!"

"It should be..." Zhuang Qingyue's voice paused for a moment, "It should be a bitter fruit."

The horse servant understood, and immediately said: "This subordinate promises that Mr. Wen will not say a word that should not be said."

Zhuang Qingyue smiled and said nothing.

"My lord..." The horse servant changed another matter and asked Zhuang Qingyue for instructions, "The passage in the middle of Yanshan Mountain is only three minutes away from being fully opened. We have stopped the construction now, and the Xile League has sent a letter to remind us. It's been three times."

Zhuang Qingyue snorted coldly: "If the Xile League is not afraid of being invited into the urn by the Jingbei Army, then take over by yourself."

With a cold face on his face, he mocked: "Mr. Wen wanted to sneak into Chen Cang to lure the Xisha Twelve Alliance into the customs, but he didn't know that he was leading wolves into the house. Mr. was doused by him for some reason, and he also accompanied him to mess around!"

Hearing this, the servant did not dare to make a sound, but tried his best to shrink his figure behind him, reducing his sense of existence.

Zhuang Qingyue took a look at the sky: "It just so happened that the Jingbei Army discovered the passage, and encountered an avalanche. It is God's will not to let Lao Wen get his wish."

"It's a pity." Zhuang Qingyue shook her head and sighed, but there was no trace of regret in her tone.

"Do you know what to say when you go back?" Zhuang Qingyue said lightly.

Horse servant: "This subordinate understands."

After a moment of silence, seeing that Zhuang Qingyue had no other orders, the servant bowed and retreated, dodged into the garden, and disappeared in the shadow of no one.

That night, Xiao Lingfeng was still waiting in the study for Elder Wen's confession, but Shitou hurried over with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lingfeng frowned.

"Reporting to the lord..." Shi Shi's expression was heavy, his brows were also tightly frowned, "Old Wen is dead."

Xiao Lingfeng stood up abruptly: "Impossible!"

According to the plot of the original book, it is absolutely impossible for Mr. Wen to die so early!

"I didn't get the confession, it's because of my subordinate's incompetence!" Shitou knelt down on one knee, with shame on his face, "This subordinate will go and catch two more traitors and come back! Please allow me to pay the crime!"

Xiao Lingfeng calmed down after a pause, knowing that Zhuang Qingyue might have made a move, and the hero's aura might not be something people like Shi Shi can stop.

Now hearing Shitou's confession, I am quite dumbfounded.

He supported the desk with both hands, and said helplessly: "Are you a traitor gathered in Shuoyang City and waited for you to catch it? You put it so lightly?"

Shitou's face turned red, and he hesitated, let alone being able to speak.

On the contrary, Xiao Lingfeng was not in a hurry. He sat back behind the desk again, tapped the table with his fingers, and analyzed: "Isn't this just killing people to silence them? Let's catch ten or eight more, and they can kill them just the same."

"On the contrary, it's you, Shitou." He looked at Shitou and joked, "You should think about it carefully, the captain of the Jingbei Army, who is also a general in size, why can't he even guard a prison cell, and is still being drilled. Is there a loophole?"

Shitou: "This subordinate is convicted."

Xiao Lingfeng waved his hand: "Forget it, I won't punish you this time. Go back later and take care of your defenses. There will be no next time."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Lingfeng called to Chang'an.

He asked, "Has Mr. Zhuang rested?"

Chang'an lowered his head and said respectfully: "Master Zhuang likes to paint at night recently, and he hasn't stopped yet."

"Hiss..." Xiao Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Lead the way, let's go to Mr. Zhuang for advice."

He turned his head to look at the stone: "You follow."

Shitou looked puzzled: "Ask Mr. Zhuang for advice?"

Xiao Lingfeng walked out of the study room first: "Mr. Zhuang's natal family was once a fierce general of my Dajing Dynasty. He has been familiar with military books since he was a child. Let's go to him for advice on how to rectify the important defense here, how to guard this underground cell..."