Since he had gained more than ten red coins from Elder Feng's pocket, worldly goods were difficult to enter his eyes.

Because of this, he didn't go to the many warehouses of the Zhou family, but only entered the study of the Zhou family's grandfather.

Xu Yi firmly believes that the most precious thing, the old man will definitely not worry about handing it over to others to take care of.

Mrs. Zhou's study is very wide, seven or eight zhang longitudinal and horizontal, wide almost able to run horses, decorated antiquely, on the desk of golden silk nanmu, carved gold and silver Qibao incense burner, is burning sandalwood, the whole study is elegant and pleasant.

However, Xu Yi had no interest in appreciating, and after rummaging through the cabinets, he collected a bunch of valuable scholars, calligraphy and paintings.

Today's Xu Yi is not here, he scans around for a moment, his mind moves, and he suddenly punches.

Boom Boom Boom ......

After dozens of punches, none of the four walls of the study were intact, and all of them were broken into large holes more than a foot deep.

Looking around, Xu Yi really found a one-foot-square red wooden box on the left wall, and the dark lattice around the wooden box was all cracked.

When the wooden box was opened, a piece of red light came out, Xu Yi's eyes widened, and the box contained two red money cakes the size of burnt cakes but extremely thick.

took out a piece and checked it, and each piece of red money bread weighed a hundred taels.

Xu Yiqiang endured the agitation in his heart, stuffed two yuan cakes into his eyes, and suddenly, at the bottom of the box, an envelope sealed with fire paint appeared.

Xu Yi opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, glanced at ten lines, and read it in an instant.

It turned out that this letter was a private letter sent by the old lady of the Zhou family to Zhou Daoqian, and there was nothing remarkable in the letter, except for saying hello, that is, hoping that Zhou Daoqian could make a statement to Lingxiao Pavilion on his behalf and increase the Zhou family's share of a certain vein.

The letter was trivial, but Xu Yi got useful information from the letter.

These two pieces of red money cakes are extraordinary, and they are actually tributes from the Zhou family to Lingxiao Pavilion every three years.

"The Zhou family has accumulated every three years, and only these two pieces of red money cakes are precious, they are precious and extraordinary, Dao Qian, old thief, what do you care about Lingxiao Pavilion or not Lingxiao Pavilion, this windfall, the master is going to decide!"

Xu Yi was full of pride in his heart, and when he thought of the old thief receiving the news, he was furious, and his heart was full of pleasure.

Casually lit the letter paper on the candle on the table, Xu Yi turned out the door, and discarded it on the window edge that had been drenched with tung oil, and in an instant, the fire was bright.

The wind howled, the flames soared into the air, but with half a pillar of incense, the Zhou family's mansion with tens of millions of mansions turned into a sea of fire.

At the same time that Xu Yi was crazy about arson, a cavalry team came from the west and arrived more than ten miles away from Zhoujiazhuang.

The leader is a man in white, with white skin and handsome face, his appearance is five points similar to Zhou Gongzi, the sword on his waist is decorated with colorful gems, and the white treasure horse under his crotch is tall and long, compared with his peers, he is more than half a head taller, and there is no variegated hair on his body.

The sky is high and the clouds are white, the surging Longjiang water, the white fish are waves, the vast soup soup, the perine mountain is lush and gloomy, the wind is in the forest, the green is swaying, the bursts of clear air are coming, the boy in white suddenly became poetic, and sang, "Under the green mountain in the morning, the Cangjiang song at night. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, wonderful poetry!"

Wu Zhixian, who was half a horse's head behind the white-clothed son, praised the festival, "Brother Zhou Shige is not only dignified, but also talented, and what is even more rare is that at a young age, his martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of forging his body, and he is worthy of being the descendant of the Venerable Dao Qian!"

"Uncle Shi has won the award, I once heard my father say that when he was studying in Guang'an, he formed a friendship with a group of Guang'an Junjie, and Uncle Shi was the best in poetry and writing, and he was the leading talent in the society. Now, in just twenty years, Uncle Shi has become the honor of a county, and he is really a genius. ”

The young man in white replied loudly, his words were decent, and he could hear Wu Zhixian's twisted beard smile, and he humbled again and again.

At this point, the identity of this young man in white is already clear, it is Zhou Shirong, the second son of Zhou Daoqian.

This time, he left Lingxiao Pavilion and returned to Guang'an, firstly, on behalf of Zhou Daoqian, who returned to his hometown and province, and secondly, because the three-year period had arrived, and the Zhou family's profits from several mineral veins should be handed over to Lingxiao Pavilion.

It is a long way from the old house of the Zhou family to Lingxiao Pavilion, and the two gold cakes are worth a lot of money, so Zhou Daoqian did not dare to take risks, so he sent Zhou Shirong to escort them personally.

And this Wuzhi County is the friend I made in the past, when Zhou Daoqian martial arts was first formed, and he had not yet entered the Lingxiao Pavilion and traveled to Guang'an.

In today's world, martial arts Dachang, not only there are many sects, thousands of families, but also the royal power accumulated by the Dayue royal court for thousands of years is also not daring to offend.

In the past, Zhou Daoqian's martial arts were just beginning, and he did not get the blue eyes of a famous family, and what he thought and thought was just to gain fame and protect the law for the king.

Yes, with a cadre of so-called fellow people, all day long feast and travel, day after day, then all a society, called "Ming Wang Society", take the meaning of the majority of the king's law.

Wu Zhixian was joining the Ming Wang Society at that time, however, although in the same society, Zhou Daoqian was both civil and military, and the martial arts were superb, in the society, the light was shining, on the other hand, Wu Zhixian was more famous than martial arts, and in this world where martial arts were dominant, compared to Zhou Daoqian, Wu Zhixian was inevitably bleak.

But with this cause and effect, this time Zhou Shirong went to Guang'an, and naturally wanted to greet Wu Zhixian.

It must be known that Lingxiao Pavilion is in Guang'an, although it is one of the three famous families, and its authority has been written.

And although Wu Zhixian is only a seven-rank official, and his martial arts are not at the peak of forging his body, he is in the public gate in the end and represents the royal power.

Zhou Shirong knew very well that when he really went down to the place, the signboard of Wuzhi County was much easier to use than the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Sure enough, Zhou Shirong went to visit Wu Zhixian, and Wu Zhixian was very happy and personally went to the old house of the Zhou family with the team.

There is Wuzhi County to support the bottom, all the way, since the wind and water, smooth to the extreme.

But said that Zhou Shirong and Wu Zhixian were touting each other, talking and laughing, a thick smoke rose from the northwest direction, Zhou Shirong hurriedly stopped talking, stretched out his hand and patted lightly on the horse's back, his body rose into the air, three feet high, looking into the distance in mid-air, brushing it, his face was full of iron.

The moment Zhou Shirong took off, Wu Zhixian saw the pillar of smoke early, and his heart fell suddenly, knowing that something was wrong.

The Zhou family is a local family, and because of Zhou Daoqian's relationship, he has always been courteous, and he has come and gone to Zhou's house a lot, but he saw a few miles away, the fire was like a sea, and the black smoke covered the sky, where did he not know that the fire was the Zhou family.

In other words, if someone else is on fire, they can't burn such a formation.