Lingwu Pass.

Zhu Sicheng clothing workshop.

Zhu Di grabbed the tea cup on the table in a rage, and raised his hand to fall to the ground.

After a few breaths, he glanced at the newly purchased tea cup in his hand, and his heart was suddenly a little reluctant.

After a pause, he slowly lowered his hand and carefully placed the teacup on the table.

Then he asked the monk who was sitting on his back with an unkind expression, "What the hell are you doing?" What the hell is going on in the Jiayu stronghold? ”

"The little monk doesn't know much." Yao Guangxiao pursed his lips back, a little despised Zhu Di's stinginess.

"Say as much as you know!" Automatically filtering the monk's eyes, Zhu Di touched the tea cup and said.

Hearing this, Daoyan monk Yao Guangxiao sat up straight and said solemnly: "As early as the day before yesterday, the Jiayu stronghold was lost, and almost all of the previous little monk's bureau was invalid. ”

"What bureau?" Zhu Di asked dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you tell this king?" ”

"It's all irrelevant." Yao Guangxiao didn't care about the authenticity, and then the conversation changed. "However, if one of the bureaus can take effect, it will have a great effect on easing the relationship between His Royal Highness and the crown prince."

"The dragon foal?"

"Not bad!"

"Isn't the camp of dead soldiers in Jiayu's stronghold out of control? Do you have a back hand to find the dragon horse? ”

"It's not all out of control, there's still an important chess piece in it."

"What kind of Xiao Gui are you talking about?" Zhu Di frowned and said, "What is the use of a death row prisoner?" ”

"Haha! Your Highness should not underestimate such outlaws, often such people can play an important role. ”

Zhu Di looked at him with some suspicion, and his little expression seemed to warn Yao Guangxiao not to fool him.

"Your Highness's peace of mind is!" Yao Guangxiao said with a smile: "Even if things don't work out, we have nothing to lose." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Di nodded, thinking that this is the reason, even if Xiao Gui didn't make the dragon horse, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Seeing that Zhu Di's mood calmed down, Yao Guangxiao smiled and said nothing, thinking of another plan in his heart.

It is a game to find out that the dragon horse is dedicated to the prince, but the game he lays is far deeper than that.

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In the small courtyard of the Xu family.

Xu Anyang has been abducted for two days, and there is no news at all.

In the inner courtyard, Mrs. Xu washed her face with tears all day long.

And Xu Xiaoya, who has become the backbone of the family, is no better, staring at the letter in her hand in a distraught manner at this time.

This letter was brought by Lingwei Deng Zhen, and the contents were the result of his investigation in the past two days.

"Alas......" Putting down the letter, Xu Xiaoya sighed and muttered: "I can't even find any clues in the Spirit Department, who has taken my father kidnapped?" ”

She is a little crazy, and as time passes, Xu Anyang's situation will become worse and worse.

Just when she was depressed, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the little maid Zhang San broke in with surprise on his face.

"Miss, great joy! Sir, he's back! ”

"What do you say? Is my dad back? ”

"Yes, someone knocked on the courtyard door just now, and the little one thought it was Xisi who came to inquire about the case again, but when the little one opened the door, he found that it was the old man......"

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoya couldn't stay any longer, and hurriedly got up and ran towards the backyard house.

A quarter of an hour later, she panted and pushed open Mrs. Xu's door, only to see that his father was comforting her mother.

"Daddy... Father! You're back? ”

"Silly girl! How thin have you become? Xu Anyang said softly: "Dad, it's okay, it's hard for you two." ”

"Not bitter, not bitter!" Tears fell from Xu Xiaoya's eyes instantly, and she shook her head again and again: "As long as Daddy comes back, it's fine!" ”

A faint haze flashed in Xu Anyang's eyes, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Xiaoya, don't cry!" Dad has all the tails, but it's a pity that he couldn't keep the money. ”

"You don't have to be like this, sir!" Mrs. Xu on the side wiped away her tears and said firmly: "The concubine said to the girl earlier that she would sell the concubine's dowry jewelry for some ......."

Without waiting for her to finish, Xu Anyang Zou Mei interrupted: "No! The old Xu family has not fallen to this point. ”

"Old man......"

"Madame, you don't need to say much, you keep the jewelry, I'm thinking about the money."

In any case, he can't sell his wife's mother's dowry, Xu Anyang doesn't want to be poked in the back by neighbors.

"Why don't you ......" Xu Xiaoya said hesitantly when she saw this: "Why don't you send a message to your son?" Let Childe pass the recipe of white salt back? ”

"This ......"

Xu Anyang tried his best to hide the joy on his face, and said slowly: "It's not appropriate! Such a secret recipe for making a fortune in the world, our Xu family can't ......"

"Daddy!" I don't know that her father is advancing by retreating, Xu Xiaoya said complainingly: "The son doesn't care about these, otherwise he won't expose the white salt to us." ”

"Master, why don't you ......" Mrs. Xu said with some hesitation, "Do you want the girl to ask?" If Brother Yu doesn't want to, it doesn't matter, just wait for him to come back and let him refine more finished products. ”

"That's right, in the future, the white salt trade can be attached to the Spiritual Department, and my daughter can do it!" Xu Xiaoya said happily: "I'll go and send a spiritual message to my son." ”

"Girl......" Seeing her running out of the house in a hurry, Xu Anyang deliberately showed embarrassment and sighed: "This... Alas, it's embarrassing. ”

However, he was really happy in his heart, if he got this white salt process formula, then he would have an explanation over there.

It's just that with the social class they are in, they can't get in touch with the news of the disappearance of the Jiayu stronghold.

Half a pillar of incense was not enough, Xu Xiaoya anxiously ran back to the inner house, and said with an uneasy expression: "The spirit message from the son's side can't be sent, I don't know if something happened." ”

"Don't worry!" Hearing this, Xu Anyang was relieved: "Maybe it's the Jiayu stronghold spiritual signal machine overhaul, and it's not too late to send it later." ”

Hearing her father's words, she felt a little more at ease.

"Probably! That daughter will send it again later. Shaking off the cranky thoughts in her mind, Xu Xiaoya asked curiously: "By the way, Dad, how did you escape?" ”

"Thanks to Boss Zhu's mediation, after paying another sum of Lingyuan, the robbers let my father come back." Xu Anyang opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Boss Zhu?" Xu Xiaoya asked with some confusion: "Which Boss Zhu?" ”

"It's your friend, Boss Zhu of Zhu Sicheng Garment Workshop!"

It's him?

Hearing her father's words, Zhu Si's figure flashed in her mind, and she was suddenly a little moved.

I went to the store to look for him before, and I thought he wouldn't ask about it, but I didn't expect him to do so much for her in private.

"That guy is really ......"

"The girl must not be rude, that Boss Zhu is our benefactor, you should be respectful when you see others in the future." Listening to Xu Xiaoya's disrespectful tone, Mrs. Xu, who was simple-minded, immediately pulled her face and scolded.

Seeing her mother's unkind look, she hurriedly covered her mouth, revealing a pair of Kazlan's big eyes, and nodded her head flickering.

Seeing her so cute, Xu Anyang stroked his beard and laughed: "You girl will be obedient." ”

He thought about what the man had confessed, and suddenly realized that his daughter was indeed delicate and moving, and even the owner's family was moved.