[75] I treat you as a brother

"After finishing the business this time, would you like to go back to Kaifeng with me and stay for a while?"

On the flat official road, four people rode side by side.

Bai Yutang didn't look sideways, he thought for a moment when he heard the words, and was about to answer with his thin lips, but was preempted by Bai Fu, who was not seeing.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Bai Fu poked his head, and replied through Bai Yutang, "The eldest lady told me to let Fifth Master finish this business and go back to the manor immediately."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly: "So urgent? But what happened in the village?"

"I have something to do." Before Bai Yutang could say anything, he was interrupted by the mean-spirited Bai Fu with a smile, "Congratulations! The eldest lady sees that our fifth master is not young anymore, and I want to marry him."

Bai Yutang was interrupted twice, he was already in a fire, and this dead servant poured a pot of oil on his fire.

"If you don't want that tongue, you might as well cut it off and make wine at night."

Bai Fu keenly sensed the murderous intent, immediately covered his mouth, and pulled his pony back to the back.

Only then did Bai Yutang take a look at Zhan Zhao: "It's nothing, don't listen to his nonsense - sister-in-law does have this intention, but I have already rejected it."

Zhan Zhao thought he was embarrassed, and said with a slight smile, "What's the matter, if you're really a good girl, you should settle down quickly, otherwise, if you promise someone else in the future, I'll see if you don't regret it."

"I won't!" Bai Yutang seemed a little anxious, and raised his rebuttal tone a little. After he blurted out, he realized that he was overly emotional, so he coughed lightly, "My elder brother's matter is not resolved, and I also I don't have that in mind."

When he mentioned Bai Yutang's elder brother, Zhan Zhao's expression froze slightly, and then he let go of all his emotions, and neither of them spoke again.

The two people in front were very silent, but the dynasty walking behind was a bit unwilling to be lonely.

He observed behind the two of them for a long time, then lowered his voice and asked Bai Fu beside him: "Your Fifth Master Bai...do you have any blood feud with Brother Zhan?"

Bai Fu was deeply shocked by his "blood and deep hatred": "How is it possible! If there is any hatred, with my grandfather's temperament, he would have drawn his sword and fought to the death. How could he be so calm and leisurely with others?" Walk."

Dynasty shook his head, thinking that things might not be that simple.

On the surface, the two seem to have a good relationship, but after a closer look, they feel that there seems to be some unharmonious barrier between them.

Wang Chao couldn't tell what it was exactly, it was just an inexplicable intuition that he followed Mr. Bao to handle the case for so many years.

Later, a group of four finally arrived in Zhengzhou when the city gate was locked.

As soon as he entered the city, Zhan Zhao couldn't explain why, but suddenly his eyelids twitched, and he always felt ominous across his heart.

No one else noticed his strange behavior, only Bai Yutang who had been by his side saw it.

"What?" Bai Yutang asked with a frown.

Zhan Zhao rubbed his eyes, blinked hard again, and said with a smile, "It's okay—let's find a place to settle down and eat first."

Bai Fu quickly inquired about the best restaurant here, and everyone led the horses, with a hungry heart in their hearts, wishing to grow wings and fly away immediately.

It was hard for them to find the place, but a large group of people were bustling and chaotic outside the door.

There are some who yell and scold there.

Zhan Zhao and the others didn't know what happened, so they stopped a person nearby and asked him about it.

After inquiring, I found out that these people were eating inside, but halfway through the meal, a man and a woman suddenly broke in.The woman seemed to be the master of the man, and when she came in, she directly patted the money to reserve the venue, but the man immediately drove away with a knife without saying a word.

"Originally it was just a meal, and if you don't eat, you don't eat, but the arrogant and domineering appearance of those two people, especially the woman, is really unbearable!"

He was not the only one who couldn't hold his breath, except for those who could only stand and yell, there were also some who had a bad temper, couldn't stand up immediately, and rushed inside to reason. Waiting for the dispute to be right and wrong, it has already entered vertically and was thrown out horizontally.

Seeing that no one is in charge of this matter, Zhan Zhao tightened his hands tightly, planning to move his hands and feet a little before dinner.

Unexpectedly, someone moved faster than him.

Bai Yutang was dressed in white, and walked past the crowd full of immortality, and walked to the entrance of the restaurant.

Just looking at his appearance and temperament, he looks like a son of a family who goes out to hang out.Even if you have a knife in your hand, it is covered with gemstones of various colors, and visual inspection is more ornamental than practical.

When such a pleasing and handsome guy came into view, everyone present did not have much hope.The only thing I was worried about was that the handsome guy would fall in the wrong posture when he was thrown out later, so don't ruin this handsome face again.

In the end, I saw this "fancy" handsome guy without saying a word, first raised his leg and kicked half of the door of the restaurant, and then walked in extremely elegantly, without raising his eyelids, and sat next to the most conspicuous window.

"Serve the food and drink."

All the people watching the play outside were stunned, and they all held their breath, waiting to see the sequel.

There was indeed a man and a woman in the house.

The woman in brocade clothes, looking young, is drinking cups of tea at the table.

Her personal bodyguard stood aside, seeing Bai Yutang sitting down with no one in sight, he clenched the Ghost Head Saber tightly in his hand.

At this time, the teacup in the hand of the half-grown woman in Chinese clothes was suddenly placed on the table.

It was like some kind of signal, the guard's ghost knife turned upwards, and at the same time, the person floated out like a ghost, rushing towards Bai Yutang's handsome face to greet him.

The eyelashes of the woman in the fancy dress trembled slightly, and she couldn't bear to turn her head to one side, as if the result of this duel was inevitable.

He even heard a cry of pain, and he still pretended to say: "It's almost done, don't kill anyone."

But as soon as the words were finished, a black shadow slammed towards her head and face, smashing the delicious food on the table to ashes.

The woman's beautiful eyes were wide open, staring at her bodyguard who was thrown all over the ground, her calm face suddenly became angry.

"Bold! Do you know who I am!"

Bai Yutang didn't know, much less interested in knowing.

He turned the long knife in his hand and slapped it on the table.

The blade hummed, and flew out of the sheath in an instant.

There was only a flash of silver light, and it was in front of the other party in an instant.

It was about to be split in two, at the very moment, a sleeve arrow flew in from the window, brushed the tip of the woman's nose and nailed it deep into the wall beside her, just in time to block Bai Yutang's blow for her.

Bai Yutang's fancy long knife fell to the ground, and the light reflected from the blade dazzled her eyes.

The woman couldn't stand anymore, her legs softened, and she knelt directly on the ground.

At this time, Zhan Zhao belatedly came through the window and came to a steady stop in front of the woman with his toes.

"I can't stand such a big ceremony." Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, picked up the collar of the man on the ground, and threw it on the stool, then lifted his robe, and saluted politely, "The rescue is late , the princess was shocked."

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The author has something to say:

Bai Yutang: Fifth Lord is very angry, I can't coax you well╭(╯^╰)╮

Let's play a simple reasoning question -

A well-known painter's home was suddenly burglarized, and nothing was lost except a recently completed painting worth a thousand dollars.

The painter went to Kaifeng Mansion to file a complaint and asked Master Qingtian to help him find a painting.

Bao Zheng sent Zhan Zhao to check the situation first.

When I arrived at the painter's house, I found that there was no trace of vandalism in his house. The desk and table were complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and they were neatly arranged.The painter told him that the painting was on the table before it was lost.

Zhan Zhao asked who else was in his family.The painter said that there was a cook who usually didn't leave the gate without leaving the house. He was in the back kitchen on the one-third of an acre of land, and he didn't come to the front yard.In addition, there is an old butler who will help him with the trivial matters in the house. The butler is old and occasionally forgets things. Forget about things and change people.

Zhan Zhao called the two people up to ask questions one by one, and then asked the artist what was different about the day when he lost the painting.The painter said that he has a habit on weekdays. He will always go out for a short stroll in a carriage before the sun is about to set. Every time the route is the same and the time spent is the same, but on the day when he lost the painting, his carriage broke down on the road After that, I changed trains, more than half an hour later than usual.After I came back, I didn't come to the study to look at the paintings right away, but to wash my hands and eat first.After eating and drinking, I went to the study, only to find that the painting was lost.

Zhan Zhao asked him if there was any difference between eating and eating.The painter scratched his head and thought for a while, and said, it's no different, it's the same as usual.

Zhan Zhao nodded, and ordered his servants to lock up the cook and take him away.

I would like to ask: Why is the person who stole the painting a cook?