Li Fengwu learned the content of the conversation between the two in the courtyard from Li Julu and smiled.

Zhu Zhao'er, even if you have a conscience, it is not in vain that I like you, and it is not in vain that I painstakingly created tonight's meeting, since you have me in your heart, of course I will not let you down.

coughed, pulled Yelu Maitreya and took Li Julu in.

Laughing very thiefly, "It seems necessary to disturb the two of you." ”

No matter what Zong Ping and Zhu Zhao'er thought, they walked straight over and sat next to Zhu Zhao'er, raised their hands to wipe the tears on Zhu Zhao'er's face, but like Zong Ping, they couldn't wipe it off.

I felt the same discomfort in my heart for a moment, and said helplessly: "It's not beautiful to cry again, my feelings are to take revenge on me, and let me suffer the pain of facing a yellow-faced woman day and night, oops, how can I be good?" ”

Zhu Zhao'er couldn't help but burst into laughter, and immediately lowered her head, secretly blaming herself.

Zong Ping looked at all this coldly, his face was pale, his fists were clenched and he tried his best to restrain himself, and he didn't realize that his nails were pinched into the flesh.

Li Fengwu looked at Zong Ping and didn't speak.

The two looked at each other quietly.

After a while, Zong Ping said calmly: "I remember that it's okay, there is still a year left in Zhao'er's deed of sale." "Zhao'er is uncertain, so let's make one last effort, as long as I can redeem myself, maybe everything will be back to the way it was.

Li Fengwu nodded, "Eleven months and nine days." ”

Zong Ping smiled sadly, and was about to speak, but Li Fengwu said again: "But I can't say, maybe she was forced to be helpless that day, and she would sign a contract again." "In the Southern Song Dynasty, it couldn't be easier to force Zhu Zhaoer to sign a deed of sale.

Zhu Zhao'er's face turned pale.

Zong Ping was furious, his eyes shot at Li Fengwu like cold lightning, and the murderous aura that crawled over the pile of dead people was extremely murderous in an instant, "You dare!" ”

Li Fengwu took a sip of tea indifferently, and said slowly: "I even dare to offend Zhao Xuan, I dare to ignore Zhao Xuan, what do you think I don't dare, just because you are the great-grandson of the old man left behind, huh?" ”

Zong Ping suddenly lost his confidence, "These **** will dispose of all the livelihoods of Jiankang, plus the rewards during the Northern Expedition, it is enough to redeem Zhao'er." ”

Li Fengwu shook his head, "Don't say that I don't understand human feelings, I can redeem myself, but I'm afraid you can't afford it." ”

Zong Ping's heart was crossed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How much." ”

It's a big deal to return to Anfeng Army to live a poor life, after all, he is a general, and he doesn't have to worry about not making money.

Li Fengwu waved his hand, "It's okay to redeem yourself, and I don't want money." ”

Zong Ping was surprised.

Zhu Zhao'er was overjoyed when she heard this, and immediately felt an inexplicable sense of loss, which was extremely complicated.

"What do you want for that little official?" Zong Ping was puzzled.

Li Fengwu's face was very calm, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion, "The old man left behind to cross the river, he was a hero admired by everyone, but the world didn't know the name of the old left-behind descendants, which is very regrettable." ”

After a pause, "The deed of sale of the son's body can be changed as soon as you wear the crown clothes of the captain." ”

Taiwei crown clothes court clothes!

Zong Ping was stunned, a little foggy, of course the petty officials of the Li family did not want to wear a captain's crown and court clothes.

Obviously, he wants to be a lieutenant himself.

Captain...... This Nima is the highest military general in the Great Song Dynasty military circle, except for the privy envoys, once he becomes a lieutenant, he is likely to have the power to concurrently serve as the governor of the Privy Council, as long as he does not make mistakes, the privy envoy is also possible.

What are the petty officials of the Li family thinking?

Zong Ping couldn't figure it out.

Li Fengwu smiled and said: "The boy Zhi Lingyun, He Lian is drunk and lying on the beauty couch." You are the great-grandson of the old man of the sect, and it should be even more so, now in this world, only the privy envoy Zhang Jun, and only the righteous Jiangyin who signed the sentence Xin Qingji, how many people remember the Zongzhong Jian Gong who once crossed the river three times? Since you have inherited the bloodline of the old left-behind people, you should take on its responsibilities and comfort the old left-behind yin spirit in the sky with the feat of crossing the river, which is the responsibility that a man should have! ”

The boy is Lingyun, and he is drunk and lying on the beauty couch!

Zong Ping's blood was full when he heard this, "How can I forget!" ”

Yelu Maitreya secretly covered his mouth and was funny, the boy Zhi Lingyun, He Lian was drunk and lying on the beauty couch, this sentence was not strange from anyone's mouth, and it was really strange to say it from the mouth of a small official of the Li family.

If you are really such a person, how can you turn your face for me and Zhao Yan.

Immediately, his heart became happier and happier, who could not love such an official?

Li Fengwu nodded, "That's fine." ”

After a pause, "The promise made to you in the past is still valid, and before the crown, I will ensure the integrity of Zhao'er, anyway, now that there is Maitreya, I can't bear it......" suddenly felt speechless, panicked, and smiled awkwardly: "But at that time, whether Zhao'er will go with you or stay, it's up to me to decide." ”

The villain in my heart is pouting, teasing you, even if there is a day, I will not let go of Zhu Zhao'er.

I still don't believe that I can't take Zhu Zhao'er.

How could Zong Ping not know the sneakiness in this, and he was secretly convinced in his heart, there was no one else in this Li family's petty official to buy people's hearts, and after seeing him say these two words, Zhao'er's face was moved......

"Why do you want to motivate me, that I don't fear that I will take revenge on this resentment?" Zong Ping was very curious about this.

Li Fengwu snorted, "Do you really think there is resentment between us?" ”

After saying that, he shook his head.

Zong Ping was silent for a long time before he said, "Isn't it?" ”

The hatred of killing his father, the hatred of taking his wife, the hatred of the world, but why is there no hatred in his heart, of course, it is a lie to say that he does not resent.

Li Fengwu took a sip of cold tea gently, "Not to mention whether you were resentful at that time, do you think you can be a captain, how can I Li Fengwu go?" ”

Zongping had to admit it.

Li Fengwu put down the teacup and said something inexplicable, "Killed a lot of people, right?" ”

Zong Ping nodded.

"Don't you find it confusing?"

Zong Ping was at a loss, "What do you mean?" ”

"On the battlefield, no matter how many people you kill, you can't deter the enemy." Li Fengwu sighed leisurely: "A hundred years ago, there was also a general, who was also too handsome to speak, but he was also a tragic hero, an official to the privy envoy, but he finally died at the hands of the literati, which was even more miserable than Marshal Nayue. ”

Zong Ping suddenly realized, "You mean General Di Qing?" ”

Li Fengwu smiled, beckoned to Li Julu, took something from his hand and handed it to Li Fengwu, "This is the paulownia wood given to me by a certain craftsman, I will find a craftsman to carve it into a mask and give it to you." ”

Zong Ping held the mask, his emotions were complicated, and he said after a long time: "Li Fengwu, I really want to send you a word...... and a punch. ”

Li Fengwu keenly noticed that Zong Ping shouted his own name, not a petty official, but it was gratifying, which showed that Zong Ping's feelings for himself had changed slightly.

It's not in vain for my hard work...... Although there is also a compensatory psychology of conscience after robbing the child.

Oh, "What's that?" ”

Zong Ping snorted, "When I wear the imperial court for a day, I will definitely meet you face to face." ”

Li Fengwu smiled very secretively, "Let's wait for that day." ”

Zong Ping suddenly calmed down.

In my heart, I silently recited the words of "justice" that will be widely praised in the entire Great Song Dynasty in the future and left in the history textbooks: Li Fengwu, I **** ancestors Banban!