As soon as Wu Fengyan saw the Hou Ye, who was still smiling at the person just now, because of this incident, he glared at him, knowing that he was afraid of the old gentleman's noise.

In other matters, it is okay, but on the issue of repairing the mausoleum, Xuanping Hou is the least suspicious.

However, he is young and has little qualifications, if he wants to find a place in this group of treacherous and cunning people, it is not only the master's support.

You still have to do what you like, fortunately, Wu Fengyan's brain is bright, and he is generous, so among the dozens of large and small staff members in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, he can be regarded as a good person.

It's just that Mr. Wen Hong and Tan Fu, the right-hand men of the Hou Ye, are not so easy to fool.

Mr. Wen Hong can be better, in the end, he is old there, he has a lot of experience, and he has a deep cultivation, even if he is not so interested in this junior, but on the big picture, he can still get by.

But Tan Fu is different, this Mingwei spy who is in charge of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, he also holds most of the news of the feedback from the outside back to the mansion.

This is a beautiful student, but his appearance is unsatisfactory, no matter how hard he cares about dressing, he can't make up for his congenital shortcomings.

As a result, instinctively resisted those who were handsome and free-spirited, and never took a straight look at Wu Fengyan, who came from behind.

The more this situation is, the more Wu Fengyan dare not despise Mr. Wen Hong, the two henchmen, there must be one who is close to him, right?

Therefore, he will always use the topics that the old man is interested in to get close to the old man. Enhance relationships.

But the problem is that what Mr. Wen Hong is most interested in now is the mausoleum that Xuanping Hou insisted on building, and the current situation is not the sequelae of Wu Fengyan taking the gossip and showing favor to Mr.

In the face of the obviously displeased master, Wu Fengyan did not dare to hold it up even if he had confidence in his heart.

Quickly stood up and bowed down to plead guilty, bowed to Xuanping Hou and Mr. Wen Hong, and admitted that it was all his own fault. You shouldn't talk about these things. Please also ask the Hou Ye and the old gentleman not to blame.

Wu Fengyan's Fan Fu is not a small loss, and the few people present have their own perceptions.

Although Tan Fu's face was still dark, the corners of his lips that were still tightly pursed just now would have turned up slightly uncontrollably. Even the hand stroking the beard. It's also a lot more cheerful.

And Huang Yifeng felt a little unbearable. It's just a few henchmen, gossiping in private, and he knows it. With Wu Fengyan's qualifications, sandwiched between the old gentleman and Tan Fu, it is difficult to be born.

This kid just wants to get close to his husband, and he has to do what he likes, so why should he be shameless because of this little thing?

No matter what, the three people in this room, he will inevitably be partial to Wu Fengyan, as soon as he watched this child grow up, there is his beloved concubine standing behind him.

Again, Wu Fengyan is also a real competitive, no matter what kind of errand you entrust to him, this one can always do it beautifully for you.

The person who is a person doesn't speak, and he speaks very well, who can not like such an informed and interesting subordinate?

Huang Yifeng saw Tan Fu's schadenfreude out of the corner of his eyes, and he really regretted it in his heart, but he couldn't take it back, so he could only make up for it in other things.

The remaining party, Mr. Wen Hong, was very annoyed, he patted the armrest and said: "It's not about Wuxiu, that day it was obviously an old man who had nothing to do, pulling him to play chess and chatting, and inadvertently said that in this matter, Wuxiu was forced by the old man to be helpless, so he said it." ”

When the old man said this, he became more and more angry, "Hmph, it seems that the old Taoist priest is not good, he wants this today, and he wants that tomorrow, and people who toss all day long will not live in peace." ”

"Okay, now we have to fight the idea of living creatures again, since the words are here in a hurry, then the old man wants to ask, the world knows the treasure of the white tiger, this master must not be kept for himself, ten out of ten are to be dedicated to the saint, to please people."

"If you can't keep it, the situation of our talk, and the excerpts of people's news, have all gone to the capital quickly."

"In such a tightly guarded situation, how do you want to get back the live white tiger that has been blocked and carefully guarded from that person's hands?"

Since Xuanping Hou was ten years old, he has been accompanying him around, and the teacher and student have been together, but he has been young for forty years, and he is still close in his bones, so when he is in a hurry, he has no scruples at all when he speaks.

"Uh, is this" Huang Yifeng was really stopped by this sentence.

He was determined to get the white tiger, but the news came too suddenly, and he really didn't think too far for a while, so he really didn't have any good ideas.

After all, all he is thinking about now is trying to win over that person, so that he can hold up a parasol in the capital, with such an attitude, then he must not sing against that master.

So it's a bad idea to come to the door to ask for it, and it's even more stupid to go behind the scenes, thinking about it, and under all kinds of scruples, it is really a bit tricky to get a living creature back quietly without knowing it.

Wu Fengyan saw that his master was in trouble, rolled his beautiful eyes, and said: "My subordinates feel that there is really no way, but the method that my subordinates think of, I'm afraid it won't work immediately, and it will take a while to implement it." ”

Huang Yifeng now as long as he has a way, he can get the white tiger that he has in mind, so when he hears that Wu Fengyan has an idea, can he still manage it fast or slow?

immediately looked at Wu Fengyan with encouraging eyes, and said: "It doesn't matter if it's fast or slow, as long as it works, it's all your own people, you don't have to worry, just say what you want to say." ”

"Anyway, the Taoist chief just said that he would prepare all the dragons and tigers, but when he really wants to use them, I'm afraid it's still very early."

Wu Fengyan smiled lightly, "The idea of his subordinates is the same as that of the old gentleman, this master will never enter the mountain for no reason, he must have a plan to enter this kind of deep forest that no one has set foot in." ”

"And September 18 is the first feast of the Holy One after his accession to the throne, and this one must be thinking of making something different in the mountains to please his brother."

"I'm afraid even he didn't expect that his luck was so good, and he actually captured a white tiger alive!"

"Naturally, I have made up my mind to transport this rare auspicious rui into Beijing, but let's analyze it, will he personally escort Xiangrui back to Beijing?"

Wu Fengyan asked this sentence, and Huang Yifeng and the three of them were all contemplating carefully.

He didn't want to be too appetizing, and seeing that Huohou was almost over, he continued: "According to his subordinates, he will not return to Beijing so soon, you might as well think about it, from the capital to our Jiangzhou City, it will take more than 20 days to have a smooth sail." ”

"This master has come all the way, and it has only been a month, and he has rushed back again, does this make sense?" (To be continued......)

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The immortals did not follow: "First come, first come, why are you domineering?" ”

A certain god was annoyed: "Believe it or not, I killed you with a slap? ”

Tang Xiaowu raised his forehead and sighed: This cultivation is not an immortal, it is a peach blossom......