Wang Anfeng felt that his body was a little uncontrollable.

He stiffened his hand, saluted the old woman, and said:

"The younger Wang Anfeng has seen grandma."

Xue Qinshuang's heart accelerated uncontrollably, but she didn't stop it, and she didn't say anything wrong, the old woman glanced at Xue Qinshuang, and then at Wang Anfeng, who straightened up.

sighed in my heart, really direct, really arrogant.

That's it?

She was born in the southern county town of the Central Plains of Great Qin, and she never knew that in Wangxian County, the junior called the old woman Grandma, which is quite respectful and common, not like the area of Tiandong County, which is a unique name that can only be used by blood relatives. At this time, seeing that Wang Anfeng didn't think about it, he directly opened his mouth, and Xue Qinshuang didn't stop it, and a little subtle feeling couldn't help but rise in his heart.

The originally kind eyes fell on Wang Anfeng, so he added a little more consideration, like a dagger with a handle, looking up and down on the latter's body, his eyes were full of scrutiny, and he kept thinking about it in his heart.

Not...... Although the appearance is not ten out of ten handsome, it is not ugly.

Martial arts can be a young man, surpassing the six grades, it is not bad, although it cannot be compared with his granddaughter, but Xue Qinshuang is a rare talent in a thousand years after all, only this point, the old woman can be extremely confirmed.

The point is that Xue Qinshuang has not been hindered in the slightest.

The old woman suddenly felt a little frustrated in her heart, just like when she saw her son bring back the woman twenty years ago, just like when she watched the young man at that time pull out his weapon against his relatives.

Powerless.

She knows.

Although Xue Qinshuang has a very poor relationship with her father, but the temperament of the two people is the same, almost as if carved out of a mold, when the girl's father and the crown, the world's first Zhuang Sanzhuang master observed its color and looked at its anger, once wrote a couplet for him, as a gift of the crown.

The old woman still remembers that the old gentleman wrote a pair of five-character couplets.

Start with the sword and reap with the moon.

It is not easy for the sword to be broken, and the moon is not damaged.

In the end, it is stubborn, like a long sword out of the sheath, and even threw away the long sword with the scabbard, which must be full of blood to become it, this father and daughter, are all such a character, since they have made up their minds, no matter who others are, no matter what they say, it is useless.

Thinking of this, the old woman sighed, only told herself in her heart that this was just a title, and she followed him casually, looking at Wang Anfeng with a tense face in front of her, she didn't have the heart to continue looking, just said:

"Get up......

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said again:

"Thank you, Grandma."

Fang just got up.

I didn't see the helplessness in the old woman's eyes.

Strictly ordered to stop.

Among the children of the family wearing brocade clothes, he was the only one wearing a fast red robe, which looked quite conspicuous.

Although he didn't come here to pay a visit, he showed the official seal to the guard, and said that he was going to come here to find someone to go out, deal with important cases, and follow the power in a hurry, so he also came in, and the saber on his waist was placed on the long table when he came in, only planning to find Wang Anfeng, and then 'pick' it out.

I hurried all the way, and before I entered the backyard, I saw Wang Anfeng, and I was going to go directly and take him out, but I saw the 'good show' just now.

Yan Ling's gaze fell on Wang Anfeng.

Seeing the latter's body stiff, like wood, seeing his palms hanging down unnaturally, the weather is a little cold today, with his eyesight, he can even see the fine sweat in Wang Anfeng's hair, as well as the reddish earlobes, if the weather is a little colder, I am afraid that I can see curling white smoke from the top of the young man's head.

The young man exhaled slowly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over the girl next to him.

That one is Xue Jiaqinshuang?

Sure enough, it's a rare strange woman.

Yan Ling lightened his pace and walked towards the back, without making the slightest sound, until he had walked more than ten meters, and let the blooming Hanmei and those men and women of the family block their sight, and then turned around and strode away.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he feels quite refreshed.

It seems that he is not needed today.

…………………………………………………

Among the pavilions.

The old and powerful palm took the wine cup in the air, introduced it into his throat at will, and threw it again.

The teacup appeared directly on the stone table.

The whole pavilion seems to collapse an inch in an instant, and even the whole self-contained 'world' is slightly different, no longer functioning freely, and the 'boundary' of this 'world' and the outside world are rubbing down, and there are some 'noises'.

Like a bowl of ink, it was held by someone, his eyes widened angrily, he rushed forward, and then raised his right hand, and poured the ink heartily, splitting his head and covering his face, on the original natural picture scroll.

The atmosphere and artistic conception carefully arranged by the painter were immediately broken by an unreasonable and brutal method, leaving no trace behind.

The old man surnamed Lin under the pavilion finally raised his eyes and looked in that direction.

Rough stones of different sizes are inlaid on the ground, arranged into a winding path, on the left is a lake, which has not frozen in winter, reflecting the pale blue sky, and on the right side the cold plum branches stretch out and meander, between the plum and the lake, the sky and the earth are handed, and an old man in a white cotton robe stands loosely.

In his right hand, he holds a plum branch diagonally.

That Hanmei is straight.

Sharp as a sword.

Mr. Lin's expression was calm, as if he had never seen the old man's upside-down eyebrows, and said lightly:

"You're here......"

The old master raised his eyes to look at Mr. Lin under the pavilion, and slowly spoke, he was not as casual as he was in the school palace at this time, nor was he as careless as facing Ren Changge, his voice was low and calm, like a muffled thunder rolling over the thousands of miles of snowfield:

"You should have known about this matter before you put a stick of incense."

"Lin Zizi."

His gaze fell on the burned sandalwood on the stone table.

Look at the marks left behind.

He had calculated this before, but for some reason, even if he knew about it, he still had to come over, and he had to come to see this face, this kind of grandiose, self-proposing, and 'clear plan' that made people have to follow his calculations, made his face a little solemn.

He wished he hadn't seen this man in his life.

Mr. Lin's expression did not change, he was silent, and after all, he just said lightly:

"Everything is harmonious, all are impermanent, you and I can get a glimpse of it at most."

"If you think you are at ease, you will never be at ease, but you are just a mortal."

"Let's drink."

The old master snorted coldly, strode away, the plum in his hand was not put down, still obliquely held in his hand, walked to the pavilion, got up and sat down, Mr. Lin had already poured him a glass of wine, when the master sat down, the wine just fell the last drop, not a minute earlier, not a minute later.

The master glanced at the wine.

This wine is Mr. Lin's own plum wine, buried in the ground for a year, but because it is fruit wine, although the aroma of the wine is mellow, the world is unique, but there are still some subtle magazines left in the wine, like green ants.

Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove, late day snow desire, can you drink a glass of no?

The master raised his hand to take the cup, and with a low groan in his mouth, he said:

"Although the wine is fragrant, there are so many impurities in it, how can it be eaten?"

Mr. Lin drank indifferently, glanced at him, and said:

"A little impurity, although it is unsightly, but it is not harmful to people and the body, if you drink it, it also has a unique flavor."

"Master, you might as well give it a try."

The master laughed, and a look of emotion appeared on his face, as if he had some intentions, but finally put down the wine cup in his hand.

Standing up, he casually inserted the plum in his hand upside down on the stone table.

Walk away.

"I don't get tired of eating, and I don't get tired of eating."

"This wine, the old man can't drink it."

The cold plum was inserted upside down into the table, but there was no slightest force or brute force, as if this Hanmei originally grew on this bluestone table, spreading branches on this bluestone, stretching its body, and blooming on a cold winter day.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this flower is blooming more and more vigorously.

Lin Zizi didn't seem to have seen his master leave, in this winter, under the pavilion, he was still alone, drinking lightly, calmly, introducing the last glass of wine into his throat, standing up, looking at the cold plum that was upside down on the ground, raising his hand and gently touching the plum blossom petals.

The cold plums that bloomed just right all withered.

"Sticking to the old ways is just an ordinary rotten Confucianism after all."

The sleeve robe shook, like a flowing cloud pouring down, and Lin Zizi walked slowly in the direction where he left with his back to the master.

This blockaded 'world' is in constant contact with the outside world.

Silent, a hundred square gardens, ground, lakes, cold plums, pavilions.

Collapse an inch and a third straight downward.

And no one noticed.

………………………………………

Zhu Jian'an, the deputy general manager of Fufeng, was in the inner courtyard, talking with several people from the family, not only saying something, but laughing, on the side of him, there were several daughters of the family, with beautiful faces, smiles that were not inferior to Hanmei, and their eyes were hot, looking at Zhu Jian'an.

Yan Ling stood in the distance, looking at his Shangguan with a 'fake smile' on his face.

Raised his hand and caught the red clothes on his body.

He came into the royal courtyard and told the guards guarding the courtyard that he was going to take people out to handle the case, and if he was alone, he would definitely not be able to get out.

In short, it is to take people out.

Wang Anfeng or the deputy chief arrest is the same, and ......

Seeing Zhu Jian'an's continuous hidden eyes for help, Yan Ling's heart suddenly rose with an urge to turn around and leave as if he hadn't seen it, so that he could see the embarrassing and embarrassing scene of the vice president's arrest, which should be interesting to think about, but thinking of the fate after that, he had to forcibly curb this tempting idea.

His lips pursed slightly, and his face pretended to be a little anxious and cold.

He quickened his pace and walked towards Zhu Jian'an.

When he walked, he passed by a rather tall man, and almost instantly, an inexplicable cold feeling rose up his back, and he paused slightly, but he didn't show anything unusual, let alone look back, just walked ahead, perhaps because of this, he had a little truth in his accelerated steps.

Laughing Tiger Li Sheng noticed the movements of the young patrol behind him, and a trace of appreciation rose in his heart.

But this glimmer of appreciation was swallowed up by the original state of mind in an instant, and taking advantage of Li Changxing's precious poetry collection in the main hall behind him at this time, he changed his appearance and hurried away.

After a while, he appeared outside a courtyard, and there were all kinds of pavilions and water, and there was no one else in the courtyard, not even the saber warriors who were not leaving the left and right, but only an old man in a gray-white cardigan stood in front of Mei, as if he was stunned, as if he was waiting for someone.

Li Sheng stepped into this courtyard.

Lin Zizi didn't look back, didn't seem to be surprised, and said lightly:

"Coming here?"

Li Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, calm and gentle, his body stood still, although he was in the courtyard of the emperor's eldest grandson, but when facing the old man in front of him, his body was still uncontrollably tense, and the internal force in his body flowed, outlining the left and right, forming a prototype of a vision ready to go, and his heart calmed down a little, and said slowly:

"You know what I'm here for."

Lin Zizai smiled lightly, raised his eyes to look at Li Sheng after the disguise, his eyes were calm and waveless, and said:

"It's just for Wang Tiance's heirs."

"What else do you and I have to say?"

Li Sheng was told that his heart was broken, although he had already expected the ability of the person in front of him, there was still a slight shaking in his mood, and in an instant, he stabilized with the heart of a hundred battles, and said slowly:

"Now that you know, you don't have to talk to you too much, although you had a lot of entanglements with the handsome back then, but now that the handsome has passed away, why should you worry too much about an ordinary junior?"

Lin Zizai's eyes showed a slight shock, and then there was more ridicule.

His eyes were full of disdain, as if he was looking at a fool who was the first in the world, and since that person died, he had rarely looked at a person with such eyes, because he felt that there was no one who deserved such a big fluctuation in his mood, but now he knew that there were many fools in the world who could not be created.

With a light smile, he said:

"If the old man says no, will you make a move on me?"

"Will you connect with Wang Tiance's old friends and put pressure on the old man in front of His Majesty?"

He seemed to see the future, saw what Li Sheng was thinking, his voice was flat, but every time he said a word, there was a stronger pressure on the body of the laughing tiger, where the latter's feet stepped on the ground, he had already collapsed downward, and the internal force had already outlined the left and right.

But at this time, even if Li Sheng had already stepped into the realm of the Grandmaster in half a step, he was unable to trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

Lin Zizi retracted his gaze.

It seemed that the pressure of heaven and earth disappeared in an instant, and Li Sheng's breathing voice was slightly short.

Fine cold sweat oozed from his white forehead, but before it fell, it had already turned into frost.

Then the frost gradually crumbled.

Li Sheng's vision was slightly blurred, and he heard the old man's faint voice in his ears, and said:

"Stand down."

"The old man is not going to surrender his identity and worry about a junior, today's things are just to repay the favor of Brother Tiance twenty years ago."

Li Shengqiang raised his head and looked at the old man who was watching the plum.

Although I don't know what kind of private friendship Dashuai had with him back then, it didn't prevent him from sneering and saying:

"I've never seen such a reciprocal behavior."

Lin Zizi was no longer interested in saying anything to him, put down the plum blossoms in his palm, the cold plum swayed, and threw off two or three plum blossoms, the old man had already turned around, walked slowly towards the house, and said lightly:

"Naturally, it's a return of favors."

"How do you think it should be? Give benefits and inform him about his father's actions? Tell him how his father was so sharp? What a great achievement? ”

"You're like this, he's like this, even the old man is like this?"

With a slight pause, Lin Zizi took a step sideways, looked at Li Sheng, who was slightly pale, and said lightly:

"That would only make him think that the Great Qin Dynasty was full of kindness to him."

"Don't forget, Emperor Taishang, you're still alive."

PS: Today's second update...... 4,000 Words Chapter......