The next day, when Gong Jichang woke up, Feng Jiao'er was no longer in the small attic, and the Hongjun sword hanging on the wooden wall was gone, so he quickly got up and walked downstairs.

"Dad, where are you going?" The eldest daughter, Meng Ting, appeared at the staircase with a peachwood sword in her hand.

"Ting'er, did you see your mother?" Gong Jichang asked anxiously.

"Dad, my mother just rode out on horseback......" Meng Ting pointed out the door with a peachwood sword.

"How long have you been walking?" Gong Jichang said while putting on his shoes.

"It's about the time of a meal." Meng Ting responded, "Dad, did you quarrel with your mother?" ”

"Silly girl, Dad and your mother are fine, there is no quarrel." Gong Jichang squatted down and touched Meng Ting's pigtails.

"Then when my mother left, she was still crying, what's going on?" Meng Ting asked.

"Oh. You are at home, listen to Erniang's words carefully, and your father will come back when he goes. Gong Jichang said.

"Yes, Dad, I see." Meng Ting nodded sensibly.

Gong Jichang returned to the attic, brought a musket and a dragon sword, hurried to the stable, took out his leopard horse, and went out to the gate of the backyard.

As soon as he arrived at Qingtaishui, the old housekeeper Zhu Qibao came over with a basket and blocked the way: "Big nephew, where are you going?" ”

"Old housekeeper, my daughter-in-law is gone, I'm going to find her......" Gong Jichang replied on horseback.

"Eldest nephew, on the way back from buying meat, I met my niece and daughter-in-law, and I didn't ask her where she was going." Keibao put down the vegetable basket.

"How long have you been walking?" Gong Jichang asked.

"My niece and daughter-in-law should have arrived at the Langshi Shop...... Are you two bickering? Zhu Qibao looked at Gong Jichang in surprise.

"Old butler, you're the second to ask me about this, and we're all right...... My daughter-in-law said goodbye, she was going to find her nephew, Feng Fu, the young lord of the Blue Wolf Country, whose whereabouts were unknown. Gong Jichang replied.

"Huh? Wasn't the blue wolf country destroyed by the imperial court a long time ago, and the nephew and daughter-in-law went to find the remnants of the rebels early in the morning, which song is this singing? Zhu Qibao didn't understand what Gong Jichang meant at all.

"Butler, I don't have time for you." Gong Jichang waved his horsewhip and went forward.

Zhu Qibao looked at Gong Jichang's back galloping away, and kept shaking his head: "It seems that the Zhu family compound will not be peaceful again......

Gong Jichang kept running along the cobblestone path by the river, and he was so anxious, didn't he say last night that he wouldn't go to Feng Fu, why did he change his mind again? Alas, I can't read your mind.

When he arrived at Suojiachong, a good-looking warlock sat on the stone arch bridge, half-closed his eyes, put a bamboo stick across the bridge, and chanted the words in his mouth: come without a trace, go without a trace, and end up empty. Whether you go or stay, fate is at the end of the world......

This old man was weird, Gong Jichang couldn't help but strangle the horse's head: "Sir, who are you talking about?" ”

"It's Gong Jichang, Lord Gong?" The charlatan opened his eyes slightly, brushing his beard.

"Exactly." Gong Jichang clasped his fists and saluted.

"It's been twenty years, do you remember the old man?" The charlatan smirked.

"I can't remember." Gong Jichang shook his head.

"The old man calculated a hexagram for you in Baishui Village, and calculated that you will be the official to the first rank of the admiral this year." The charlatan said.

"After all these years, I can't remember." Gong Jichang jumped off the horse, "But I'm almost 34 years old now, and I'm still a general soldier." ”

"My lord, I didn't accept the copper from your grandmother back then, and I came here to wait for you today." The charlatan reached out, "Give the money—"

"Sir, I won't bring any silver......" Gong Jichang took the horsewhip and twitched lightly on the palm of the Jianghu Warlock.

"It doesn't matter, when I wait until October, I will come to the Zhujia compound to ask for it. The old man still counted, your daughter-in-law ran away this morning, and you are going to chase her back, right? The charlatan sorcerer smiled slightly.

"That's not right!" Gong Jichang flatly denied it.

"The old man has been waiting on this bridge for half an hour, and has seen a young lady on a horse pass by...... That horse belongs to the Zhu family, you can't hide it from me. The charlatan pinched his fingers and counted, "Oh no, you can't catch up with the eldest lady anymore." ”

"Sir, you are pretending to be a ghost, so I don't believe what you say." Gong Jichang glanced at the Jianghu Warlock.

"If you don't believe it, you just have to chase it. If I catch up, I will quit the rivers and lakes from now on and will no longer tell anyone's fortunes. The warlock took away the long bamboo pole that lay across the stone arch bridge, "My lord, please." ”

"Oops old man, if I find my mother-in-law, I'll smash your sign!" Gong Jichang put down the next sentence and went forward.

"My lord, I'll be here waiting for you to come back." The charlatan yawned, then fell asleep again on the stone slab on the bridge......

Gong Jichang rode a horse and chased along the land route to Wuyou City, and he didn't see Feng Jiao'er's figure, so he felt a little discouraged, and after a turn in Wuyou City, he suddenly thought that Monk Yuankong, the abbot of Hualong Temple, used to be a small leader of the Blue Wolf Army, maybe it was possible that the eldest princess Feng Jiao'er went to Hualong Temple.

When they arrived at the Hualong Bridge, a group of beggars surrounded them: "Okay, okay, give me some copper plates, right?" ”

Gong Jichang left in a hurry, and he didn't have a single copper with him, so how could he have money for them. These beggars are organized, and if they don't give money, they will naturally not let him go.

The blue wolf army was pacified, and there were so many beggars, he scolded: "Lao Tzu is poorer than you, how can there be copper plates for you?" ”

"Donor, this sword on your body is worth hundreds of silver, how can you say that you are poorer than us?" A beggar grabbed the Lock Dragon Sword on Gong Jichang's waist.

"Go away!" Gong Jichang pushed the beggar away, "Take away your dirty hands!" ”

"Donor, your sword is reluctant, then we will sell this horse for some silver." Another beggar stepped forward and grabbed the leopard horse's bridle.

"I'll go, this is my mount, you want me to walk home?" Gong Jichang can be regarded as serving this group of beggars.

"Donor, we're really hungry...... beggars said in unison.

"I didn't have anything to eat for breakfast,...... Gong Jichang said with a wry smile.

"Who are you fooling? Look at you like a big official. The beggar who led the horse scoffed, "Brothers, let's sell this horse and go to breakfast with this benefactor." ”

"Open and covert, who is the county magistrate in this Wuyou city, and regardless of the security here, what has become of Hualong Bridge? When Jing Zhigang was here, it wasn't so messy? Gong Jichang roared.

"Donor, do you think we're willing to be beggars?" A beggar with a shovel-shaped scar on his face said, "We have no land and no land, so what can we do if we don't become beggars?" ”

"The war has just been settled, and all kinds of waste are thriving, as long as you have strength, why worry about not having anything to eat?" Gong Jichang reprimanded.

"Donor, Wuyou City is so big, can it bring us jobs?" Shovel scar, scar, face plain face to the sky.

"As far as I know, there are hundreds of shops and restaurants in Wuyou City, which requires a lot of labor, and it is more than enough to absorb dozens of beggars, why don't you go and do things?" Gong Jichang looked serious.

"It's lightweight. We need to be recommended to do things, we don't have to do anything, no one else is a bird. The beggar was full of words.

"I won't talk to you anymore......" Gong Jichang led the war horse and was about to walk towards Hualong Temple.

"Donor, you didn't give money, don't want to go." He pulled out a short knife for the beggar at the head and said viciously.

"Presumptuous, this is the realm of Buddhism, and you ruffians and hooligans are not allowed to come here!" A voice came from across the bridge.

The beggars looked back and saw that the person who came was Master Yuankong, the abbot of Hualong Temple. These beggars usually borrow the site of Hualong Temple to beg, so they naturally have to give face to Master Yuankong.

"Master, this benefactor doesn't give money......," said the beggar leader.

"Get out of the way, this benefactor is an old friend of Lao Gao, if you haven't eaten, you can all go to the temple to eat some fasting." Master Yuankong waved his hand.

"Master, we don't eat fast." The beggar's head still does not give up.

"You all have hands and feet, you can find anything to do on the street, and you reach out here every day to ask for money, is there any shame?" Master Yuankong shouted.

"The master taught ...... Let's go, brothers, let's go to Weixi River Fish Restaurant to ask for food! The beggar head knew that Master Yuankong was not easy to mess with, so he left with more than twenty beggars.

Gong Jichang was very surprised when he saw the beggars scattering in a swarm: "Master, why are these beggars afraid that you will be mad?" ”

"General, they are not real beggars, they are a bunch of idle gamblers pretending. It's been a few days in Lao Gao's one-acre and three-third of land, how can you not know? Master Yuankong smiled.

"Master, don't come unharmed?" Gong Jichang clasped his palms together.

"Everything remains the same. After the Hualong Temple was burned, the great benevolent Lu Zanchen took the lead in donating 500 taels of silver, and the good men and women also followed the donation, so that they could be rebuilt, Amitabha. Master Yuankong said.

"Oh. There are always more good people than bad people. Gong Jichang tied the war horse under the Bodhi tree, "Master, I steamed your son Jing Dapeng back then, do you still hold a grudge?" ”

"General, the old man is a monk, and all the bad fates and past events are vain and imaginary. Jing Dapeng died, and he was innocent of death, so what is the use of the old man remembering hatred. Master Yuankong replied, "The Blue Wolf Country is a demon who is in charge, and the immortal heavens are intolerable. Lao Wei figured it out, the Red Lotus Sect is really a cult. ”

"Master, I want to ask you about someone." Gong Jichang hugged his fists.

"General, please."

"Has the eldest princess of the Blue Wolf Kingdom been to the Dragon Temple today?"

"Here it is, it's gone again."

"Huh?" Gong Jichang's mouth opened wide, "What did the eldest princess ask the master?" ”

Master Yuankong said calmly, "It's not for the sake of the young master Feng Fu...... The old man persuaded the eldest princess not to waste her efforts, she didn't believe it, it should be an hour after leaving me. Lao Ga has nothing to do with the Red Lotus Sect...... Amitabha, good, good. ”