"It's strange, the breath suddenly appears and disappears."

The wicked and handsome man looked at the countless fields and a few Zhuangzi around him, and smiled elusively.

"You and I are already equal, and no one can beat anyone, so what's the point of hiding around like this."

Silent, dressed in white, followed, "Demon Monarch, but you found it?" ”

"Alas, no, it is said that it is difficult to guess a woman's mind, and it is also difficult to guess a man's mind." Feng Yun sighed. Although this time it fell short again, he was not disappointed, and if it was too easy to find, the game would not be interesting.

The sight swept from the scenery in front of him, although this idyllic color of the world, although it was much worse than his cave mansion, it also had a different taste. No wonder that guy is hiding here.

After enjoying the scenery for a while, Feng Yun said to Wuyin: "When you come to the world, you have to abide by the rules of the world." Benjun can't use his abilities too much, otherwise he will attract those annoying old guys, and presumably that guy will do the same. You have been walking in the world for many years, and you have accumulated a lot of resources, so check carefully, and in this area, there are strange people who have appeared recently. ”

"Yes, Demon King, my subordinates will do it."

Silent dodge vanished.

"Benjun doesn't believe it, you can still hide it all the time." Feng Yun's turquoise pupils shone with a terrifying light.

……

Wuyingui is the first luthier in Kyoto, and he is a wealthy nobleman who often comes and goes. And because he is often absent from Kyoto most of the year. Scarcity is precious, and so are people. is also because of Wuyin's superb piano skills and his few public appearances. Many Maisons in Kyoto take pride in having the first luthier at their banquets.

All kinds of reasons have come together, and Wuyin has accumulated deep connections in Kyoto.

After the Demon Monarch's instructions, Wuyin considered the people he knew and chose a suitable candidate among them.

The left governor of the Imperial Court is Zheng Yuan. He likes elegance and loves piano art. Therefore, Wuyin is also very respected and respected. Wuyin remembers that once, when Zheng Yuan was drunk, he inadvertently confided that his eldest son Zheng Fan was doing things for the emperor, and what he was secretly doing was intelligence.

Originally, this should have been a secret move, but Zheng Yuan was scheming and vicious, and after a long time, he noticed the abnormality of the eldest son, looked for clues, and discovered the true position of the eldest son.

Of course, the rest of the Zheng family was still kept in the dark. Zheng Yuan hid his son's secret and never confided in anyone. If it weren't for that drunken temperament and facing the pianist he respected the most, Zheng Yuan would never have made such a big mistake.

After choosing someone, I went straight to visit without a sound.

Zheng Yuan was discussing with his wife about his mother's birthday, when someone suddenly came to report that the pianist Wuyin was waiting outside the door.

"Is this true, is it really Mr. Voiceless?" Zheng Yuan asked in disbelief. Mr. Wuyin has been away from Kyoto for more than half a year, and in the past, he would only occasionally enter the house after repeated invitations.

The subordinate replied respectfully: "I don't dare to deceive the master, but I am Mr. Wuyin." ”

Zheng Yuan was happy and handed over the matter of birthday to his wife first, and he hurriedly got up and went out to greet him.

Wuyin was standing in front of the gate of the Zheng Mansion with his back hand at the moment. I don't know what to look at when I look up.

The white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the handsome figure looked even taller in the sun.

This is what Zheng Yuan saw when he came out. sighed and walked forward with the posture of an immortal.

"I don't know that Mr. Wuyin came from afar, Zheng has missed the welcome, and I hope that Mr. Haihan will come."

Wuyin turned around and said with a smile: "It's Wuyin who is abrupt, and he suddenly landed in the mansion without prior notice." ”

Zheng Yuan hurriedly surrendered his hand. "Sir, let's get into the house quickly."

Silent but silent, he followed Zheng Yuan into the Zheng Mansion.

The two came to Zheng Yuan's study, and the maid served tea. Zheng Yuan opened his mouth and asked, "Mr. is going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, I don't know what is the matter with coming to visit at this time?" ”

Wuyin picked up the teacup, tasted it, praised the good tea, and then said: "Master Zheng is really transparent, Wuyin really has something to ask for this time?" ”

"Oh? I don't know what difficulties Mr. Wuyin has encountered, if Zheng can help, he will never refuse. ”

Wuyin put down the teacup in his hand, flicked his sleeves and said, "This matter is also simple. There was a fugitive slave in Wuyin's family who stole the family's ancestral treasures and then ran away. Twenty miles south of the outskirts of Kyoto, he lost his trace. Because the matter involves ancestral treasures, if you can't find it, it will be difficult to explain to the ancestors and ancestors, so you have no choice but to ask Lord Zheng for help, and I hope that the adults can help. ”

Zheng Yuan stroked his beard and said: "Since it was stolen, why didn't Mr. Wuyin report the case to the government, Zheng is just a mere imperial history, so it is okay for Zheng to participate in people, so it is not possible to find someone." ”

Wuyin shook his head and said, "My lord, this is humble, have you forgotten the praise you gave to Ling Lang when you were drunk last time?" It's not okay for adults to find someone, but it's a trivial matter for Ling Lang. And there is no sound, I am afraid that the government will arrest people with great fanfare, and it will startle the snake. ”

This, Zheng Yuan remembered the drunken gaffe last time, his face changed unpredictably, and after a while, he sighed and said: "It's Zheng who lost his words, and I hope that Mr. Wuyin can keep it secret for the dog." ”

"That's nature, and silence will never do something villainous. Wuyin still has a few words to say, that fugitive slave is good at disguise and concealment, Lord Zheng must remember,"

"Zheng remembered, in this way, Mr. Wuyin will wait for good news, Zheng will let the dog do it."

"Then I have thanked Master Zheng for this."

"You're welcome, Mr. Wuyin can send a few good songs to Zheng."

"That's good, Lord Zheng has nothing to do to come to Qingyin Fang, and Wuyin will be greeted by sweeping the couch."

Speaking of these, Lord Zheng's slight dissatisfaction with the silent mention of the secret matter also dissipated.

After Zheng Yuan personally sent Wuyin out of the house, he instructed the little servant behind him: "Go, invite the eldest prince to my study." ”

The little guy left quickly.

Zheng Yuan was pacing back and forth in the study. The eldest son, Zheng Fan, pushed the door and entered.

"I wonder what happened to the father calling his son?"

"Sit down first." Zheng Yuan also lifted his robe and sat on the chair.

Some are embarrassed: "Mortal, there is something for the Father to do now." ”

"Father, if there is anything, just tell me."

"You use the thread in your hand to help find someone for your father." After speaking, without waiting for Zheng Fan's objection, he will find the direction and details together.

Zheng Fan was shocked, how did his father know what he was doing, and he was surprised that Zheng Yuan had finished telling the matter.

Zheng Fan hurriedly said: "Father, it's not that Fan'er is disobedient, it's really beyond the authority of this matter, and the boss will blame him if he knows about it." ”

Zheng Yuan sighed with emotion: "Father also knows that this is too much to ask, but my father has promised that others will help with this, so in order not to let your father lose his trust, you can help your father, don't take it as an example, besides, this is also a good thing, if your boss knows about it, he won't blame him too much." ”

At this point, Zheng Fan was in a dilemma. The choice of loyalty and filial piety left him speechless for a long time.

Zheng Yuan stared at his son tightly, waiting for his son's choice.