"Miss Tang, you can accompany Shen Gongzi back to the house first," Father-in-law Hou said softly: "Miss Dong, will you be sent back by the old slave?" ”

Although Dong Qing had palpitations, she also knew that the will of the saint could not be violated, so she nodded calmly: "Sister Tang, you go back first, I will see you another day." ”

"Okay then, we live at No. 27 Xinghuafang now, and we'll come when we have time." Tang Xuanxuan glanced at Shen Xingliu, and then patted the back of his hand.

Dong Qing smiled sweetly, said goodbye to the two, and immediately followed by several little fathers-in-law, all holding rewards in their hands.

"In this way, the old slave retired." Gonggong Hou nodded to the two of them, and then followed.

As early as when Father-in-law Hou came, Zhou Bao had already made up his mind, there are people above us!

"Shopkeeper Zhou, you better return the water scoop to others." Shen Xingliu looked at Zhou Bao who was holding a water scoop and couldn't help but laugh.

After being reminded, Wednesday Bao finally returned the water scoop to the tea stall owner and smiled awkwardly.

Shangguan Yu saw it with relish, after Lin Zhonghe contacted him last night, he only promised that the right servant would invite Shen Xingliu here, and he didn't care about anything else.

So, he originally wanted to get Shen Xingliu drunk, and he could also resolve this crisis.

As for Dong Qing?

It's not on his radar.

......

The two got into the carriage, and Zhou Bao drove the carriage and went straight to Xinghuafang.

"Xingliu, look at how drunk you are, let's drink less in the future." Tang Xuanxuan took his hand and persuaded.

Shen Xingliu smiled lightly, "I'm afraid that today is deliberately done by King Chengshan." ”

"Why do you say that..."

Tang Xuanxuan just wanted to ask, and then thought that if it wasn't for King Chengshan inviting them here, it is estimated that they would not have encountered such a thing.

At the beginning, Shen Xingliu thought that Shangguan Yu was going to trap him, and then he would plan it.

"Xuanxuan, let me ask you, is it a flawless person who is not easy to get into trouble, or is it a flawed person who is more reassuring?"

Shen Xingliu's eyes were bright, not drunk at all, and he gently held her little hand.

"If it can be flawless, of course it's good," Tang Xuanxuan pursed her lips and thought.

"Alas, but some people don't want to," Shen Xingliu sighed, "If I get drunk today, whether there is Dong Qing or not, I will make a big fuss, so that the people in the court can rest assured." ”

Tang Xuanxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of Gu Wanwu's instructions a few days ago, now that they were ordered by Emperor Yu to close the door, it meant that no one would come to disturb them anymore.

"Then is the King of Mountains with them?"

If it was, it would be terrible, Tang Xuanxuan didn't dare to think about it.

Shen Xingliu shook his head, "It shouldn't be, otherwise he wouldn't have poured me wine all the time." Moreover, I guess the people in the DPRK and China don't know my identity yet. ”

And Shen Xingliu has been waiting for the arrival of the third uncle, that is, the emperor Yu, and the result is not what he expected, it seems that everything is in the hands of the third uncle.

It also made him feel excited, after all, no one wants to be seen through by another person.

"Starstream, are you alright, cold?" Tang Xuanxuan was a little distressed, after all, in the big dye vat of Yudu, good people can become bad people.

......

At this moment, the mansion where the right servant was shooting was gathered, large and small.

Lin Zhonghe sat in the first place, his fingers kept knocking on the handle of the wooden chair, and the tea in the cup was cold, and he didn't know how to drink it.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Suddenly, outside the door of the mansion, there were a few calls, and Lin Zhonghe never thought that the call of his youngest son could be so pleasant.

I saw that Lin Chengcai took three steps and made two steps, rushed into the lobby, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and he picked up the tea bowl and drank it, almost choking.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Although he was very anxious, Lin Zhonghe still reached out and gently patted his son's back.

For a while, Lin Chengcai was flattered, how many years has it been, how long has his father not looked at him?

He burst into tears, moved by a handful of snot and tears.

"Don't cry, cry again."

There are still such people waiting, Lin Zhonghe immediately reprimanded.

So, in the midst of Lin Chengcai's sobbing, the officials listened to what happened.

The officials couldn't help but sigh:

"It's a pity, I almost won his gold medal."

"Your Majesty, why did you come forward to help him?"

"This black boy is just a wine bag and a rice bag, and he dares to commit murder on the street?"

"yes, he's chasing my bastard."

“···”

Lin Zhonghe pressed his palm, thinking that something was wrong there, so he asked, "Do you know who the mother and daughter of the Dong family are in the army?" ”

There was silence in the audience, and then a young officer of the military department, the head of the official position of Zheng Liupin, suddenly remembered something, and guessed:

"Could it be Dong Chao?"

Lin Zhonghe frowned and asked, "Oh? Who is that? ”

"It is said that he is a native master, and some time ago, it was rumored that he found the jade of the country."

The officials suddenly realized, no wonder His Majesty took such good care of the Dong family, but they only knew that it was the jade bi that Shen Xingliu had recovered, and they didn't remember that there was a person surnamed Dong.

If we had known it a long time ago, we would have made our plan more perfect today.

"Well, I can't blame you for this,"

Lin Zhonghe sighed, and said to Lin Chengcai, who was bowing to the side: "You can settle down these days, stay in the house, and after a while, find an errand for your father." ”

"Thank you, father!" Lin Chengcai said happily.

"Go down! Let's go down..."

Lin Zhonghe held his forehead, unlike Zuo Servant, as a veteran of the two dynasties, he had some foundation in the court.

If it weren't for the appearance of that person, he would probably really have to vomit his heart and soul for the Zhu family.

"Take care, sir."

The officials arched their hands and retreated.

Lin Zhonghe waved his hand, signaling that everything was fine.

It's just that there is one thing that he is very puzzled about, what is the identity of this Shen Xingliu?

And some time ago, it was rumored that the black boy demolished the side door of the General's Mansion, and instead of being punished, he came out with a swagger, could it be related to Gu Wanwu?

......

The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadow of the carriage long.

Before the three of them got out of the car, the news about the trouble on Changle Street had already been transmitted back to Shanhai Courtyard.

At this moment, there was a little guy lying at the gate of the courtyard, and as soon as his nose moved, he saw a carriage slowly driving into the corner of the street.

"Wow, Brother Shen, are you back?"

I saw that the little wolf let out a cheer and greeted him, but his eyes immediately caught a glimpse of the cloud cake in Shen Xingliu's hand.

At the same time, his cry also alarmed the anxiously waiting people in the courtyard.

And they are plotting, how to rob the prison? Obviously, the news of Emperor Yu's oracle has not yet reached their ears.

"Hehe, let's just say, Your Majesty will never hurt Shen Daxia," He Dali smiled honestly, "You still don't believe it, Shen Daxia and Your Majesty are..."

Shen Xingliu hurriedly covered his mouth, "There are a lot of people here, so let's go back first." ”

Now his identity is only known to a few people who know each other, and it has not yet been spread.

He Dali nodded again and again, after all, this is Yudu, and it is still not as comfortable as in the countryside.

"I guess I won't be able to go out for a while..." Shen Xingliu slapped He Dali's chest and threw the cloud cake to the little wolf.

The little wolf took it with a grin, and before he could be happy, he wailed.

I only heard it, Shen Xingliu smiled evilly, "Xiao Chizi, little wolf, you have been too relaxed for a while, and you have to make it all back for me later, and I will supervise you well." ”

"Ahh Don't, Uncle Huge, wait for the puppet! ”

The little wolf screamed miserably, and was about to run away, but was immediately captured by Shen Xingliu.

Just scream, scream your throat, and no one will come to save you!

The two who were fighting attracted laughter from everyone, and at this time, Shen Xingliu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and looked into the shadows.

There, there seems to be an aura of the Tao...

As his strength grew, it also made him feel more and more intense, as if someone was always watching him.

Just after the crowd returned to the courtyard and closed the gates.

Not far away, behind a pine tree, the shadow writhed, and a black figure appeared, and a bright eye peeked through the black smoke.

The black shadow wiped the sweat from his forehead, and only let out a little breath, but he didn't expect to be caught immediately.

"Black Hero, it really deserves its name!"

Under the masked black cloth, there was a soft exclamation, and then the black smoke flickered, and then disappeared again.

......

It's night, somewhere in the mountain and sea courtyard.

Shen Xingliu was alone, sitting in a small courtyard, with a black knife with a sheath standing beside him.

At this moment, he was concentrating and calming, practicing in his mind the sword technique he learned in the Jiaye Temple that night.

At that time, I didn't know that it was left by Shen Sheng, but I felt extremely familiar, and now I think that it should be specially left for him.

The Wind Volcanic Forest was only a basic sword technique, and although he later integrated into the Shadowless Hand, it was still far from enough. If you just meet a second- or third-rate master, it may be enough.

But for Gu Wanwu, he is a little stretched.

Although the Gu family's marksmanship has been remembered by him, if it wants to be integrated into the knife technique, it needs to be dismantled step by step.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

I saw that a white sword qi floated out of Shen Xingliu's body, which was closely connected to the black knife.

The black knife was pulled and trembled slightly, responding to the master's breath.

Suddenly, Shen Xingliu's eyes opened, and the black knife came out of its sheath with a thud.

Immediately after, he jumped up, took the black knife, and turned his body in a graceful arc in the air, holding the knife.

The autumn wind blew slightly, but it couldn't get close to him.

These three feet were his world, and a dead leaf floated towards him, and he didn't look at it, but caught it with the tip of his knife.

Immediately, Shen Xingliu smiled slightly, in a good mood.

At this moment, within three feet of his body, he was shrouded in an invisible sword aura, but the fallen leaves were unharmed.

This shows that he can control the flow of sword qi as he wants.

"Whew! Whew, whew! ”

Shen Xingliu gently flipped his wrist, twisted his arm, and carried the knife with him.

The black knife flew up and down, as if dancing, but surprisingly, the fallen leaves did not move at all.

It wasn't until the end that Shen Xingliu gently blew it onto a stone table.

I don't know how long it took, a cool breeze blew, and the yellow fallen leaves made a "ding" sound, which shattered in an instant.