When Yangchun noodles were served, Huo Roufeng was eating the second tea egg. She still scooped out the egg yolk and cut the egg white into small pieces with a spoon, and ate it very svenly.

At this time, she heard a woman's voice sound: "Uncle Wang, is that Huo Jiu of the Yongfeng dead?" ”

The woman spoke in Mandarin, her voice was sweet and sharp, and as soon as the words fell, the inn lobby suddenly fell silent.

The guards who were eating put down their chopsticks, and their hands were placed on their waists.

Although the Huo family had already released the news that Huo Jiu was terminally ill, it was another thing for the Huo family to say this kind of thing by themselves, and it was another thing for someone to blatantly say it in public.

What's more, Huo Jiu is here.

Huo Roufeng was still silently eating tea eggs, but she still didn't look up.

She heard Uncle Wang say: "I am still alive, otherwise the news of the Huo family would have already come out." ”

The woman smiled: "According to me, the Huo family's qi is almost exhausted, and the huge family business has no children to inherit, I originally wanted to cheap Huo Jiu's adopted son, but Huo Jiu is a short-lived ghost, Huo Rouyun's great ability, and now, there is only one way to go, and the Huo family's Wanguan family will eventually have to be cheap to outsiders." ”

Uncle Wang coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "Since you are recruited, it is also the bloodline of the Huo family, the same, the same." ”

Hearing this, the woman laughed, and her laughter was very high-pitched, as if she had never heard such a ridiculous thing.

"Same? How can this be the same? Could it be that the Huo family can still be compared with the Xie family, and can women also pass on the lineage? What a joke. ”

Among the Huo family's guards, no one knew about the Xie family, but every word this woman said was aimed at the Huo family, and she also called Huo Da Niang's maiden by her name.

A few guards sat up straight, Zhang Shengping slowly stood up, arched his hand at the woman who spoke, and said, "This lady, I won't tell you, this is the place of the Huo family, and please leave your mouth." ”

The woman smiled coldly, and didn't even look at him, but a man sitting opposite her also stood up and said to Zhang Shengping: "Since Brother Tai said so, I don't know if it's Yongfeng's or the Huo family?" ”

Zhang Shengping puffed up his chest and said loudly: "I am on an errand in the Huo Family Mansion in Hangzhou." ”

The man turned around, his gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the lobby, and finally fell on Huo Roufeng, who was eating with his head down, he smiled slightly, and said, "It turned out to be a slave of the Huo family, no wonder." ”

As soon as the word minion came out, the faces of the guards changed.

Although they are all errands, the guards are different from the domestic slaves, they do not have a deed of sale, and some guards will even go to the martial arts test.

This man said that Zhang Shengping was a "slave" of the Huo family, and he was obviously scolding.

Zhang Shengping gestured to the guards, signaling them to be calm, and he said to the man: "You have repeatedly spoken badly, do you want to learn from our brothers?" ”

The man laughed, his eyes swept over Zhang Shengping, and looked at Huo Roufeng.

"Huo Jiuye, is your illness cured?"

The guards all stood up at once, and Hulala walked over and surrounded the men in the middle.

Seeing this, the woman smiled coquettishly: "Huo Jiu, do you want to bully more with less?" ”

Huo Roufeng finally put down the spoon in her hand, she took the fragrant tea handed by Xiao Ye, took a sip, but did not swallow it, but gargled it into the empty bowl on the side, she unhurriedly took out a snow-white silk handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then raised her eyelids and looked at the people who were surrounded in the middle.

Several guards turned sideways to make way for Huo Roufeng, but Huo Roufeng didn't come over, and she didn't even stand up.

She glanced at the woman lightly, smiled, and said, "I'm just bullying more and less, what can you do?" ”

The woman was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Huo Jiu to follow her words unashamedly, she sneered: "Huo Jiuye really wants to compare with us who has more people and who has less?" ”

Huo Roufeng raised his eyebrows lightly: "I heard that all the shops around here have joined the Taiping Society, if there are fewer people, of course there are more of you, what is there to compare?" ”

This time, she saw very clearly, the woman she was talking to was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a round bun, very handsome, and her nose was not round enough, a little pointed, and she looked a little cooler.

Huo Roufeng looked at the man again, it was not good-looking or ugly, it was a common person on the street, if it weren't for the black mole the size of a soybean on his chin, it would be difficult for people to remember this person.

That's what the last name is talking about.

Seeing that Huo Roufeng's gaze only swept over his face, he looked at the man beside him, the woman was displeased, she smiled and said, "Huo Jiu, since you know that there are many of us, then guess, if we slaughter you here, does your eldest brother Xie know?" ”

Huo Roufeng didn't expect that this woman would mention Xie Sicheng.

Before that, she thought they were people with Xie Sicheng, but now it seems that although these people are from the Taiping Society, they are not Xie Sicheng's subordinates.

Thinking of this, Huo Roufeng looked at Uncle Wang, if these people are not Xie Sicheng's people, then what about Uncle Wang?

Uncle Wang has always been by Xie Sicheng's side, like a shadow, if he is not Xie Sicheng's cronies, then this matter is very strange.

Xie Sicheng is the head of the Taiping Society, but the people who have been with him are not his people.

If it's not his people, then it's someone who has come to spy on him.

In the Taiping Society, there are people with a higher position than Xie Sicheng.

Huo Roufeng immediately thought of the legendary owner of the Chuwentang, which is said to be the Zhishi Hanlin of the Hanlin Academy, but Huo Qingzhou sent someone to investigate, and in these years, there has not been a Hanlin Club in the Hanlin Academy who is the real owner of the Chuwentang.

At this moment, she didn't have time to think deeply, snorted coldly, and said, "You are rambling, don't you dare to do it?" ”

Seeing that she didn't follow her words, the woman's heart sank, and she said, "Why don't you dare, since you are not afraid, why should I be afraid of my aunt and grandmother." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at a young descendant behind her, who immediately pulled out a huge conch from her baggage.

When he was in Ningbo, Huo Roufeng saw the people of the Taiping Society blowing conch, and the conch sounded, one was to demonstrate, and the other was to convene the congregation.

I didn't expect the Taiping Society to go from south to north, and actually followed the rules of blowing conch, and in the north, no one used conch as a horn.

Sure enough, the latter lifted the conch and blew it.

But as soon as he blew it, a knife swung at him, and where it fell, the conch broke off in the middle and fell to the ground, and the afterlife was unharmed.

This conch is the size of two palms, and the shell is so hard that it won't shatter if you step on it, but it can be easily cut in two by a steel knife.