Rockeries, fish ponds, waterfalls, small pavilions, lush trees, large courtyards, small paths, winding paths, very artistic conception, here is just a small garden in Qifengzhuang.

An old man sat silently on crutches by the fish pond, and Luo Yunshi stood aside. From the moment he came in, the old man was already in this position. Just now, he told Zhao Fengming what happened to Zhao Rongrong on the road, but the old man was still expressionless and motionless. I remember that when I entered the door, it seemed that a few of the original Zhao disciples were crying to the old man about something, and they were politely invited out by the nursing home.

Lonely and lonely. Luo Yunshi looked at the old man in front of him with a little sympathy. Qifengzhuang is very large, this is just a corner, back then, Qifengzhuang should be full of people. He knew that after the tragedy of the Zhao family, Zhao Fengming dismissed his subordinates and family, and those who stayed now refused to leave.

"Jiahang and our Xiaoqi are classmates. You and Jiahang are also classmates, are you also classmates with my Xiaoqi? After a long time, Zhao Fengming suddenly spoke, and the question he asked made Luo Yunshi a little strange.

More than half a month ago, he was introduced to Qifengzhuang through Ren Jiahang, and I remember that he seemed to have answered this question at that time. "I am a classmate of Jiahang Quanzhou Yifeng Academy. Listening to Jiahang, he once studied with Brother Jiang You in Guanshan Academy. ”

"Guanshan Academy...... I still remember that Jiahang came to our house in the past and came back with Xiao Qi. Sometimes, I don't go home when I'm off. A group of classmates ....... The old man recalled the past, and a slight smile spread across his face.

After a while, the old man's faint voice sounded again, "Xiao Qi, in fact, you can't come back that day." ”

Five years ago, the death of Hong Lai, the head of the Nangong clan's Jingzhou Santang, was the beginning of the chaos in Jingzhou. Hong Lai was also one of the Ten Tigers in Jingzhou, he used tough means to suppress hundreds of gangs in Jingzhou, large and small, and at the most glorious time, he took himself and his son-in-law's subordinates, a total of three major factions to join the Nangong clan. Back then, this incident caused an uproar in Jingzhou.

The day he was buried was a big show. Almost all the famous sects called by Jingzhou have arrived, who knows, Santang, in the name of the Nangong clan, united several foreign sects, as well as Jingzhou's original Ten Tiger Sects, to strangle the gangs. Qi Fengzhuang was also a party involved in the strangulation, and the result was .......

Zhao Fengming finally understood that while he was calculating, others were also calculating him. This is a conspiracy, a big gamble, he lost, lost the entire Qifengzhuang.

It was getting late, and a gust of wind made Luo Yunshi feel a little cool. "Old Zhao, the wind is blowing, I'll send you back to the room."

"I only have one granddaughter Rong Rong, and when she gets married, I won't have anything to worry about." Zhao Fengming still looked at the pool of koi fish and said lightly.

Luo Yunshi thought for a while and said, "Old Zhao, I have a friend in Quanzhou, and his family was once one of the three major shippers in Quanzhou. Back then, when his sister got married, there were thousands of empty alleys in Quanzhou, and the dowry queue stretched for several miles. The husband is the son-in-law of the prefect of Fuzhou. Who knows, a few years later, his family fell into the middle of the road, his father committed suicide, and his mother fell ill. The uncle and uncle divided up all the only possessions of the family. And his sister, who was originally praised by everyone in her husband's family, was suspected by everyone, and in the end she was bullied, and she was not even allowed to see her own son, and finally died of depression. For a woman, her mother's family is her backing. Old Zhao, when Rong Rong gets married, you will be Rong Rong's maiden family. ”

Zhao Fengming raised his hand, "I know what you want to do." ”

"Yunshi understands that Zhao Lao has no intention of causing any more disputes, but Jingzhou is becoming more and more unpeaceful, so he can't keep Rong Rong until he gets married, right?"

After a while, Zhao Fengming said leisurely: "Send me back to the room." ”

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The night of Qifengzhuang is terrifying.

Zhao Rongrong thought that she would spend it alone tonight, but she didn't expect that her grandfather would come to eat with her. Dinner was not sumptuous, a few side dishes and a bowl of soup.

Zhao Fengming didn't eat much, after eating, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Rong Rong, I remember that you used to have several good friends, why don't you come now?" ”

Zhao Rongrong lowered her head and hesitated for a while, "When you grow up, everyone will slowly stop contacting." ”

"You went to Guandi Temple today?"

When Zhao Rongrong heard this, she put down the dishes and chopsticks a little angrily. "What did Brother Luo say?!"

"Yunshi will definitely tell me that Jingzhou now is not what it used to be. If you want to go out in the future, you must tell your grandfather, and grandpa will ask Zhang Huyuan to arrange someone to protect you. ”

Zhao Rongrong pouted and motioned to her subordinates to remove the food. "Brother Luo has said it, but Rong Rong doesn't understand, why is Jingzhou not peaceful?" Saying that, he looked at Zhao Fengming with some grievances, "Grandpa, you said before that in Jingzhou, no one dares to bully us Qifengzhuang." ”

"Rongrong, ah......."

Zhao Rongrong suddenly grabbed Bai and said, "Grandpa, how did my father and mother die?" You said that when I grow up, you will tell me, grandpa, I am ready. ”

Zhao Fengming was stunned for a long time. Zhao Rongrong seemed to feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and slowly walked to Zhao Fengming's side, squatted down, raised her head, and said with some grievances: "I'm sorry, grandpa......." As she spoke, she leaned gently on his knees as she did when she was a child.

Zhao Fengming touched his little granddaughter's head, "My little Rongrong has grown up." As he spoke, as if he had thought of something, he asked with a light smile: "By the way, grandpa has something I want to ask Rongrong." ”

Zhao Rongrong raised her head and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Do you like Luoyunshi?"

Zhao Fengming's question made Rong Rong suddenly think of the temperature in Luo Yunshi's arms in the afternoon, the smell on his body, and the song "Yangzhou Slow" that was blown for her, and her face burned. How would Grandpa know?

"Yunshi is much older than you, in his eyes, you may just be a sister, or a junior."

"Grandpa......."

Zhao Fengming laughed, "Grandpa just reminded you that sometimes what you like may not be suitable. However, what kind of person he is, grandpa wants to see. ”

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Luo Yunshi didn't expect that at such a late hour, Zhao Fengming would call him to the study. Although, what he said and did today, for the old man, it is certain that he has feelings, plus more than half a month of foreshadowing, it is estimated that Rong Rong will also ask him about the cause of his father's death, but suddenly calling him, there must be a decision, to what extent can he do it, he can only improvise.

"Tell me the truth, your purpose." Zhao Fengming went straight to the point, without any foreshadowing.

"Nangong clan." Luo Yunshi didn't think about it, and said directly.

"Hatred?"

"There is hatred."

"Can't tell?"

"Yes, but not now."

"Do you know that if the Nangong clan is driven out of Jingzhou, Jingzhou will only be more chaotic?" Zhao Fengming's eyes were full of torture.

However, Luo Yunshi had already thought of this answer, "I know, therefore, the Nangong clan can't leave Jingzhou." The existence of Santang is to allow the other forces in Jingzhou to merge, and only when there are external enemies can there be internal peace. ”

"It's a pity that no one takes Jingzhou Santang seriously now." Zhao Fengming smiled slightly.

"But what if the master of the three halls is Nangong Pu?"

"How can you guarantee that it will be him?"

Luo Yunshi thought for a while and replied: "The three halls were taken over by Nangong Pu ten years ago, but unfortunately, the first five years were essentially only a cooperative relationship, and the old hall master Hong was in control of the overall situation. In the next five years, I can only say that Nangong Pu can be regarded as a gentleman, so if he wants to completely turn Santang into his own power, for him, he needs an opportunity. ”

"What if he's not what you think?"

"Unless the Nangong clan doesn't want Jingzhou. It is impossible, to give up, it should have been five years ago, not now. There is only one other possibility, not Nangong Pu. Because, it is impossible to produce the head hall master within the three halls, and it doesn't matter, as long as the person who comes represents the Nangong clan in Binh Duong, as long as he can control the three halls in name. Zhao Fengming's question was not beyond the scope of Luo Yunshi's preset, so he responded to it as he had thought before.

Zhao Fengming sighed, "However, even if I help you now, few people in Jingzhou will listen to me." ”

"Today, I saw someone asking the old man to uphold justice." Luo Yunshi smiled.

"It's all old people."

"That's because young people nowadays don't know the old man's methods." Luo Yunshi kept smiling.

Zhao Fengming saw that he seemed to be confident, and spread his hands, "I have nothing." ”

"No, the old man has Qifengzhuang, and besides, the chef's meals are very good. It just so happens that I'm pretty good, and if the old man wants to have a treat, I'll help deliver an invitation or something, and no one should not come. Luo Yunshi's attitude is very sincere.

Zhao Fengming was stunned for a moment and laughed, "Okay, I'll treat you, you send an invitation, and get a good look at our young generation in Jingzhou, otherwise, I really want you to underestimate it." ”