Feng Yu's water practice had already begun, and Zhao Xinlong left after watching for a while, and in the depths of the bamboo forest not far away, the black shadow that saw everything in his eyes disappeared with a whoosh.

"Mr. Huiwu" The black shadow told the man in a black robe and a black mask in front of him about what happened to Zhao Xinlong.

"Okay, I know," Mr. Wu said, "This letter is very important, hand it over to the hall master, understand?"

"Yes," the shadow nodded back, and disappeared into the room.

"Zhao Xinlong, you were lucky last time, I don't know how you will resolve the crisis this time" Mr. Wu laughed.

Time back to six years ago, Zhang Gaoli Mansion back garden.

"Everyone came to celebrate the birthday of this old man today, I am very happy, and I am especially grateful to the City Lord Song for coming here in his busy schedule."

"Elder Zhang is polite," Song Zongtian said with a smile.

"City Lord Song, this first cup of tea, the old man wants to respect you, and work hard for the prosperity and stability of Xiangyun City, City Lord Song must not politely refuse" Zhang Gaoli said happily.

"This first cup of tea is the most elegant" Song Zongtian said, "Although I don't understand tea, I have heard of it a little, not to mention that Zhang Lao makes tea by himself, plus the tea of the Zhao family master, it must be good tea, thank you Zhang Lao"

"You're polite, you're polite," Zhang Gaoli and Zhao Xinlong replied in unison.

The maid sent the first cup of tea made by Zhang Gaoli to Song Zongtian. Seeing this, Zhang Wenyan and Hong Zhongyan looked a little embarrassed.

The moment he received the tea, Song Zongtian also felt that it was inappropriate, so he said, "Today's birthday of Boss Zhang, although I am the lord of the city, I can't be the main guest, so I still ask Boss Zhang to drink first."

Zhang Gaoli understood in his heart that in front of so many family masters, he couldn't make it too difficult for Song Zongtian, so he said, "Song City Lord is polite, then I, an old man, will not be able to do my best, and I am willing to drink this tea with Song City Lord."

"Okay, good," Song Zongtian said three times in a row.

Zhang Gaoli and Song Zongtian raised their glasses at the same time, slowly tasting tea, just when everyone was enjoying themselves, suddenly Zhang Gaoli felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and a mouthful of black blood spit back into the teacup, and then his body was shaky, delirious, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"It's not good, it's poisonous!" The guards beside Song Zongtian first noticed that something was wrong, and then knocked over the teacup in Song Zongtian's hand to the ground. Immediately after that, there was an "ah", and with the screams of the maids around him, the atmosphere fell into panic.

Zhang Wenyan and Hong Zhongyan smiled slightly at the corner of their mouths, took advantage of the chaos to step forward, controlled Zhang Gaoli, and made him speechless, and then Zhang Wenyan shouted loudly, "Uncle, uncle!" Without the reaction of others, he got up and said to Zhao Xinlong, "Zhao Xinlong, you actually poisoned my uncle, come on!" The soldiers of the Zhang family's mansion, who had already prepared outside, rushed into the back garden of the banquet, and in an instant, there were swords.

Zhao Xinlong, who wanted to refute, was tightly pulled by Luo Yao beside him.

"City Lord, are you okay?" said the guards beside Song Zongtian.

"I'm fine, go and see how old Zhang is doing," Song Zongtian said.

"Uncle" Zhang Wenyan cried loudly to "uncle"

"Elder Zhang" Hong Zhongyan also wailed on the side, "Elder Zhang, why were you poisoned to death by the villain like this"

"Since the Lord of Song City is also here, he has to be the master of our Zhang family," Zhang Wenyan said, "This Zhao family poisoned my uncle, everyone here saw it with their own eyes"

"Master Zhang, don't worry" Song Zongtian said and came to Zhang Gaoli, only to see that his pupils were narrowed, his face was dark, and there was indeed no sign of life.

"Song Yang" Song Zongtian shouted, "Take my soldier talisman, lead people to come to blockade, Zhang Lao's Mansion, whether it is a guest or a subordinate, you can't go out without my handwriting"

"City Lord Song, you don't have to make such a big move," Hong Youjia got up and said, "Why is the blockade of the mansion, isn't this poisoned person the head of the Zhao family?"

"The head of the Hong family" Song Zongtian said politely, "Don't be anxious, Zhang Lao was assassinated on his birthday, and the Zhao family was involved, if the twists and turns are not clear, I am afraid that those who are not convinced, and then provoke the fight, I Xiangyun City will not be peaceful, as the master of Yicheng, it is difficult to escape the blame, and please be patient with the head of the Hong family"

Although Hong Zhongyan knew that the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be, but he didn't expect that Song Zongtian would also come to join in the fun.

Zhang Wenyan also knew the harm, and couldn't help but say, and forcibly said, "City Lord Song, the person who poisoned him is Zhao Xinlong! I didn't expect you to be so vicious, and even pretended to send tea on my uncle's birthday, but it was actually poison, but fortunately, City Lord Song didn't drink tea" After speaking, Zhang Wenyan shook his hand at the coffee table in front of Zhang Gaoli, but Luo Yao saw the viciousness of Zhang Wenyan's move, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Xinlong, Zhao Xinlong didn't dare to delay, and stepped forward to stop it, but was stopped by Hong Zhongyan.

"You just killed Zhang Lao, do you still want to come up and destroy the evidence?" Hong Zhongyan said with a sneer.

Zhang Wenyan took the opportunity to retreat with a pretense and poured the coffee table and the tea leaves and tea into the back garden lake.

"You're the ones who want to destroy the evidence," Zhao Xinlong roared.

Although Zhang Wenyan and Hong Zhongyan's acting skills are very clumsy, after all, the evidence is indeed gone, and Zhao Xinlong is a little speechless and at a disadvantage.

Zhang Wenyan and Hong Zhongyan looked at each other and smiled slightly, and approached Zhao Xinlong even more aggressively.

"Zhao Xinlong, why did you want to kill my uncle" Zhang Wenyan said aggrievedly, "On weekdays, my uncle is peaceful, and he is better with your father, you are so wolf-hearted, if you Zhao Xinlong can't give our Zhang family a satisfactory answer today, and don't hand over the real murderer, our Zhang family will seek justice for our uncle even if we try all our family resources, and our Zhang family and your Zhao family will fight to the end!"

"Brother Zhang, don't be sad," Hong Zhongyan pretended to be sad and said, "When it comes to seniority, it's not an exaggeration for me to call Zhang Lao an uncle, I can't imagine that such a good person as Zhang Lao was brutalized by your Zhao family, and the heavens are unfair, and our Hong family is also willing to seek justice for the Zhang family!

Hong Zhongyan and Zhang Wenyan expressed their positions one after another, their momentum was aggressive, Zhao Xinlong was annoyed, but Song Zongtian and Luo Yao were calm.

Seeing Zhao Xinlong's fists clenched and glaring angrily, Luo Yao finally got up slowly and said, "Husband, don't be anxious, let's listen to how the two family heads want to solve it first."

"It's still Mrs. Zhao who is reasonable," Zhang Wenyan said, "My uncle's death was done by your Zhao family, hand over the murderer, and give me justice"

"As long as that," Luo Yao asked.

"One life for one life" Zhang Wenyan said, "But no matter how you say it, my uncle is also a third-order martial king, and he was unfortunately killed, which greatly damaged the strength of our Zhang family, I am afraid that if your Zhao family wants to deal with our Zhang family next, we will also be at a disadvantage."

"That's according to the meaning of the Zhang family master," Luo Yao asked patiently.

"I heard that your Zhao family has discovered a gold mine," Zhang Wenyan said, "As compensation, should we hand over the mining rights to our Zhang family to compensate for our losses?"

"I see," Luo Yao smiled slightly, "Master Hong, why bother so much if you want a gold mine?"

"Mrs. Zhao should be careful when she speaks," Hong Zhongyan said with a smile, "Why don't I understand?"

"Since that's the case, then it's as you wish" Luo Yao said with a smile, "Please ask the Lord of Song City to deal with it impartially, find out the real culprit, and comfort Zhang Lao, who suffered an innocent death."

"A few people, please sit down" Song Zongtian watched the play for a long time on the side, and finally said, "Song Yang, first place the corpse of Zhang Lao, and then I will talk about how the tea tastes"

Zhang Wenyan and Hong Zhongyan heard Song Zongtian say 'how does the tea taste', and they chuckled in their hearts and secretly screamed that it was not good.