Feng Yao has always been a humble gentleman on the side of his appearance, even Feng Tianyou, a person like Feng Tianyou who can't spit out ivory in his mouth and is about to explode at every turn, can't say anything ugly when he mentions Feng Yao, at most he sour him a few hypocritical words or something.

I heard a lot, but people outside really thought so.

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook his head in horror but with a little hope: "...... in broad daylight."

Feng Yao glanced around amusedly, and raised his chin at him: "Look at what kind of daylight it is now?"

The man looked up in horror, only to notice that his surroundings had darkened, and immediately after, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then the whole person lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the back of his neck was tugging at the back of his head, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't help but cover his neck and exhale in pain.

As soon as the sound sounded, he heard a chuckle.

This laughter immediately reminded him of the scene before he fell unconscious, and he couldn't help but straighten his whole body, and suddenly asked, "Who is it?!"

This was too much to ask, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Yao sitting behind the table.

Feng Yao still had the purse on his desk, which exuded a strange brilliance under the light.

It was the light emitted by the gold thread on the purse, but at this time he was no longer in the mood to appreciate it, his lips were already dry and a layer of skin, and he was grinding his mouth roughly, if he was still in the empty streets and alleys before, he could still have expectations and felt that Feng Yao had scruples, and now he has really become a caged beast.

Feng Yao ignored him, lowered his head and played with the purse for a while, smiled and said, "I made people wait in the casino for a while, and there were several waves of people who went to find people......

The man's face stiffened, and he looked at Feng Yao vigilantly but did not speak.

Feng Yao gently threw the purse on the table and sighed: "How many of them have found people, and there are only three of them that have not been found.

Why didn't I think that if I hadn't gone back, my family would definitely send someone to look for me.

He bit his lip and felt cold in his stomach until he reached his stomach, and it began to hurt.

Feng Yao was no longer tempting, and looked at him coldly: "So there is only one way for you to go now, and that is to cooperate with me, otherwise, I will use your things to send you where you should go."

What is his stuff, naturally, is oleander powder in the purse.

Goosebumps were rising all over his body, but he didn't speak for a while.

Feng Yao stood up and walked around the table, picked up the purse, walked over to the man, squatted down and pinched his chin, and suddenly began to pour into his mouth.

The powder floated down one after another, and the man was almost suffocated, at this moment, the panic and desire to survive reached its peak, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore, and begged for mercy frantically: "No, no, no, I said I, I said! I am Ying Changshi's own brother! You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Should be long-lived.

Feng Yao frowned, the movements in his hand stopped temporarily, and he looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Which Ying Changshi?"

In this capital clan, who doesn't have a long historian?

He really didn't know which mansion it was for a while.

Ying Chao cried and mourned, his heart was still hanging, and he stammered nervously and explained, "Yes...... It's from the Lu Palace, and my brother is the long history of the Lu Palace!" As soon as he said Lu Wangfu, Feng Yao understood everything.

He threw his purse on the ground and let out a sneer.

Ying Chao's whole frightened head was dazed, after such a toss, he couldn't help sneezing, hugged his arms and shrank to the side, and looked at Feng Yao in front of him nervously and frightened, for fear that he would really go crazy and kill people.

When Ying Changshi asked him to do this, he didn't tell him that Feng Yao was a ruthless character.

Feng Yao sat down behind his desk again, and after a long while, he took a deep look at him and turned around and went to Old Madam Feng's room.

Old Madam Feng was already going to bed, but when she heard that Feng Yao had something to do here, she held on to her spirit to see him outside, and when she heard that she had caught the person who provoked Feng Tianyou, she was not only angry, but also a little dazed: "What does the Ying family have to do with us? It's God's blessing, and he has nothing to do with the Ying family!"

In fact, not only Feng Tianyou, but the entire Feng family has no grudges against the Ying family.

Since there is no grudge, isn't it too strange that they came up with such an idea?

It's so decent, why do they have to make such a brother and sister kill each other against the Feng family?

Old Madam Feng pondered for a moment and asked Feng Yao, "Have you offended this place that should be long history?"

She doesn't know about Ying Changshi, but Ying Changshi is a person from Lu Wangfu, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, this Ying Changshi is now a confidant of Lu Wangfu, and King Lu has recently become the most favored son of the saint, so this matter is a little difficult for the Feng family to deal with.

If he makes a big deal out of it, Ying Changshi can put all the blame on Ying Chao, and he doesn't know what he says.

Even Ying Chao, he could have said that he only knew, but he did not take the initiative to provoke Feng Tianyou to do such a thing.

What's more, the most taboo thing in this matter is to make a big fuss.

Because once the trouble is big, Master Feng's official position will definitely be affected------ his own son killed his own daughter, and also blamed his adopted son, which shows how his family style is......

Feng Yao shook his head: "I have never made a feud with this Ying Changshi, let alone know them."

So, what to say......

Feng Yao's face was very calm, and even a little too calm.

He said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that this incident is not even directed at me alone, but against my father."

Against Master Feng?

Old Madam Feng was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "You mean, they are going to deal with your father?"

But why?

Old Madam Feng is not the kind of old lady who doesn't understand anything, she is very knowledgeable, so she immediately thought of the hostility in political affairs.

However, his son is now just the prefect of Jinling, he is far away in Jinling, even if there is a teacher in the capital, but his teacher is Lai Qingming of the cabinet.

Lai Qingming is the first assistant, and now he does not show any tendency, the Manchu Dynasty is mentioning the matter of the crown prince, he also mentions, but he does not support which prince, even so, his own son is even more unable to touch the edge of this imperial power struggle, why did this Ying Changshi suddenly want to set up such a painstaking and lonely situation to frame the Feng family?

Feng Yao's face was pale, he lowered his eyes and whispered, "I guess it should be because my father has also been in charge of the Weaving Department since last year."