Chapter 147: Creation and Making
"Hello uncle, I want to ask where the people from the Xiushui Inn have gone?"
"Hello beautiful sister, do you know where the people from the Silk Inn went?"
"Brother Chengwei, do you know where the people from the Silk Water Inn went?"
"Have you ever seen a girl in a wheelchair?"
…… The little brother who delivered the letter persistently inquired over and over again in Dongzhou City, and he inquired about the Xiushui Inn for a long time, but almost no one knew about the girl in the wheelchair.
"Hey...... What can I do? "The little brother who delivered the letter has been wandering here for two days, and the travel money given to him by the alliance is almost exhausted, and if he doesn't rush back, he will probably starve to death halfway. He sat on the ruins of the Silk Inn, struggling to touch the letter in his arms.
"No! I had to find someone, at least ask for directions. If you ask clearly, you can explain to your employer when you return to the league! Well, Feng Shun, you can! The little brother who delivered the letter stood up firmly again, but faced a few tall guards with knives.
"You ......"
"Are you looking for a girl in a wheelchair?"
"Well, who are you?" Feng Shun is still very vigilant, and he automatically comes to the door, who knows if it is a good person or a bad person.
"Come with us!"
"Where to go? If you don't go, don't go, I'll ......" Feng Shun saw that the situation was not right, so he ran away. But several of the guards were prepared, and grabbed him and carried him on their shoulders.
"Hey...... Ay...... You put me down, let me down. "Feng Shun is only fourteen years old this year, and because of long-term errands, he is relatively lean. In front of a few tall guards, it was like a child lying on the shoulders of adults.
"Help—help!" Feng Shun's shouts attracted a lot of attention, but everyone resolutely shut their mouths when they saw the emblems on the guards.
After the guards carried the people away, the people gathered together, pointed to their disappeared backs and discussed: "Hey, this kid is afraid of danger." ”
"Who's to say it isn't? Inquire about what's not good......"
"You say, he won't be ......," the man made a silent gesture.
Someone smacked his lips when he heard it: "It's hard to say." ”
The fact that the dumb man of the Silk Inn was healed to death is not a secret in this area. People from outside have infinite longing and admiration for Dongzhou City, but people in the city have quite a lot of opinions about the three major families and the so-called Xinglin Holy Land. Just like the death of the dumb man, there is also an open and secret struggle between the three major families......
But these things, people in the city talk to each other, and that's okay. When people from outside the city came, no one was allowed to say that Dongzhou City was not. After all, they all relied on Dongzhou City to have their current life and status.
When this foreign brother comes to inquire, they will also gossip and talk about it. But when he is carried away, no one will stand up to stop him, at most he will sympathize with him in his heart.
"Hey, let's disperse, let's disperse, as soon as this apricot forest conference ends, it will be boring for several years!"
"Hey, you forgot, in three years, the door of Xinglin Pavilion will be opened......" someone showed a look of yearning and awe.
"You mean ......"
The people around couldn't help but turn their heads to the black tower that towered over the sea.
In the backyard of a low-key but luxurious house in the city, on the towering attic, a middle-aged man with a good bearing was also looking at the black tower, with a solemn face.
"Master," the butler who accompanied him comforted, "You don't have to worry too much, the young master is already very talented, but he hasn't grown up yet." Now that I know that I have worked hard, I will soon be able to catch up with the others. ”
"Alas......" the middle-aged man sighed, a trace of heartache and comfort flashed on his face, "If only he had been sensible earlier." Originally, there was Yao'er, I thought that the Tong family would be able to realize the dream of Dongzhou City for hundreds of years in my lifetime, but I didn't expect it...... Creation makes people. ”
"Sir!" Tong Lin knelt down and looked pained, "Master, the old slave is guilty!" It's the old slave who didn't take good care of Miss! ”
Tong Yucang waved his hand, "Tong Lin, you get up......" His voice was filled with infinite loneliness and emotion, "I don't blame you for this, you have to blame...... Blame me! ”
"Sir?" Tong Lin raised his head differently, "You ......"
Tong Yucang's face was full of self-blame and pain, "Yao'er...... That brute," he said, his voice choked up, "that brute, he ......"
"Help—let me down! Help—" Suddenly, a loud cry for help reached the attic.
Tong Yucang's brows tightened, and Tong Lin hurriedly ran down the attic to inquire about the situation.
After a while, Tong Lin returned to the attic with a weak face: "Master......"
"Isn't childlike innocence causing trouble again?" Tong Yucang's words were filled with powerlessness and vicissitudes.
He was indeed a little negligent in disciplining this son. There was Yao'er before, and all the expectations were placed on her, and he turned a blind eye to the laziness and slippery childlike innocence. Later, when Yao'er had an accident, he put all his thoughts about Yao'er on his childlike heart, but he became a gentleman under the spoiling.
"Master," Tong Lin also thought that their young master was in trouble again, so he could only comfort him, "The young master should have his own arrangements." Master, you see that the young master has been ...... recently"
Tong Qicang sat down lonely: "Let him go, just don't cause a big disaster." I don't want the Tong family to reach any heights now, as long as the family is safe. After speaking, he rubbed the half of the jade pendant in his hand and stopped talking.
Tong Lin stopped talking, naturally helped Tong Yucang make a cup of tea, and then stood aside to accompany the silence, and did not continue to ask the topic that was not finished just now.
Under the attic, Feng Shun's voice gradually faded away and disappeared in the east courtyard of the Tong family.
"Ahh......h
It's just that he didn't have time to calm down, and he was startled by the thing that had been fiery in front of him: "Wow! ”
"Are you looking for Sister Qian?"
A voice sounded, and Feng Shun jumped up in fright: "Wow, the toad can still talk!" ”
"Shout what!" The fiery toad was removed, revealing a slightly immature but delicate face, "Almost scared my little red." ”
Feng Shun took a deep breath, barely allowing himself to stop being startled, and he finally knew that the person who captured him was the boy in front of him who was about the same age as himself.
"Who are you?" He asked warily.
Tong Xin looked at the boy who was guarding against him in front of him, and looked up and down: "Who are you?" Why are you looking for a thousand sisters? ”
"Sister Qian?" When Feng Shun heard this, he looked at the boy suspiciously, "Do you know her?" ”
"What are you looking for her?"
Feng Shun looked at the guards who grabbed him behind him, although they carried him all the way, they didn't hurt him. And when the boy in front of him said "Thousand Sisters", there was no malice in his eyes. He asked tentatively, "Do you know where she is?" ”
"I ......" Tong Xin was asked by him for a moment, "you can tell me why you are looking for her first." ”