The matter of "Erniang recognizing relatives" has finally come to an end.

In the study, sandalwood curls.

Zheng Xiu is holding an antique and fragrant jade in the palm of his hand, the carving is exquisite, the jade core is carved with a pair of mandarin ducks, on the back, a "charming" word, the handwriting is beautiful, it seems to be from the woman's hand.

When he learned that the couple was not Erniang's biological father, for some reason, Zheng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Human nature cannot be judged purely in terms of "good" or "evil", human beings are inherently complex creatures.

At that time, the couple may have had a kind heart and adopted the abandoned Erniang, but later the world was difficult, and they gradually forgot their original intentions and became a different face.

In the end, Zheng Xiu still sent someone to secretly leave a sum of silver for the two, and warned the two of them that from now on, Erniang would no longer have anything to do with them, and if they dared to step into the imperial city, they would bear the consequences.

For the two of them, the experience in Infernal Purgatory was like a hearty nightmare, extremely realistic, and it was enough to serve as a lesson.

"This is a clue to find Erniang's background...... Or is this word 'charming' the name that Erniang should have taken? Zheng ...... Mei'er? Looking at the jade pendant, Zheng Xiu was thinking wildly, and his heart was weird.

Two days later, after Erniang's mood calmed down a little, Zheng Xiu did not hide that he went out to investigate, told Erniang all the truth about this matter, and handed over the jade pendant that might be left by Erniang's blood parents to Erniang.

When Erniang got the jade pendant and learned about her life experience, her reaction was a little unexpected for Zheng Xiu.

She rubbed her eyes, and her face showed joy from the bottom of her heart: "That Erniang is still your sister." ”

"That's it!"

"Speak quickly!" However, Erniang's face changed at the speed of light, one red and one black, and she raised Zheng Xiu's ear and asked, "What's going on with you and Squeak them recently?" You say, the boss is not too young, when will he marry a Fengbei girl? ”

The "Sister Erniang", who had a re-corrected mentality, once again grabbed Zheng Xiu's ears and urged King Chi to hurry up and deal with major events in his life.

"Ahh......h

The two were playing in the study, and laughter spread throughout the Red Palace.

Qing Shisan, who hid on the roof and touched the cigarette stick and wanted to smoke it, was stunned when he heard it, and the next moment the corners of his mouth curled, revealing a kind aunt smile.

Something is better not than knowing.

That's the best ending.

Other than that.

There are no impermeable walls.

Although Zheng Xiu later asked Scar Lao Liu to receive the reward and praised him as a "crime buster", many well-intentioned people in the city still inquired about what happened that night through various channels.

The destruction of this small gambling house is not a big deal. What really surprised them was the Red King's resolute wrist.

From the middle of the night, the city was full of rain and rain to post arrest warrants, and in less than an hour, he kicked a gambling house and killed all the key criminals inside.

On the surface, the Red King is acting bravely, destroying the thieves' den, and arresting key criminals, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Red King's move bypassed many official procedures, so that he could complete the process from filing the case to closing the case so quickly.

What's more, this small gambling house is not big, and it also involves the interests of some people. In order to get the oil and water inside, didn't the Ministry of Rites pay something? Didn't promise anyone any good?

Doesn't the Red King know the twists and turns inside?

Is it true that the Red King doesn't give any face to the Ministry of Rites?

Was it deliberately not aware, or was it deliberately careless?

In fact, the Red King really didn't give any face.

To kick off the meat that almost reached the mouth of the Ministry of Rites, the Red King said that he would throw it away, which was no different from slapping his face.

Jiang Gaoyi later secretly told Zheng Xiu that the next morning, he would play the matter to the emperor, and the emperor praised Jiang Gaoyi's efficiency. When he retired from the dynasty, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu smiled and said hello to Jiang Gaoyi, but his face was full of the word "evil".

It seems that Liang Zi inadvertently came to an end, and when Jiang Gaoyi was worried about being stumped by his colleagues behind his back, Zheng Xiu comforted Jiang Gaoyi, saying that he was not afraid of shadows, besides, someone behind him was afraid of an egg? Jiang Gaoyi listened to King Chi's words and was finally relieved.

After this incident, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, the military generals in the army, and the three princes finally saw one thing clearly.

This time, he kicked Xiaoyaofang with a "trumped-up" arrest warrant painlessly and silently, and the emperor not only did not blame the Red King for cutting first and then playing, but praised the Criminal Department for its effective work. Does this mean that he can also find other names to see who is not pleasing to the eye, and put on the name of the extralegal madman Zhang San, under the pseudonym of so-and-so, who is heinous and will be beheaded overnight without trial?

Isn't this clear that the emperor prefers the Red King?

The favored person always has nothing to fear.

Later, it came out of nowhere, the original name of the knife master was not Zhang San, his surname was Guo, and his name was Congliang. There is a popular saying in the DPRK: referring to Guo as Zhang.

In the future, wouldn't the favored Red King do whatever he wanted? There is no Zhang San in the world, as long as King Red says a word, everyone can be Zhang San?

Where is this?

Is the prince so great?

Belch...... Truly remarkable!

Now the only prince in the great cadres.

For a while, some people saw the situation clearly, some people lamented that the sky was blind, some people secretly said that the world was impermanent, and some people wanted to take advantage of the situation.

More people think about the same thing: since they can't screw it, then find a way to join him.

With different ideas, the ministers of the court and China rethought how to get along with the new Red King. But no matter what, the bright face must be done in place, which makes more people go to the Red King's Mansion to give gifts one after another.

Autumn is bright and the weather is refreshing.

Zheng Xiu held the cat in his arms, and Fengbei and the two sat in the carriage, carefully cultivating feelings, planning to get out of the shadow of cannibal painting, live out the second life, and reheat the feelings, when no one saw it, Fengbei would even pretend to look at the scenery outside the window in the carriage, secretly stuffed his hand into Zheng Xiu's hand, and said lightly: If you want to touch it, touch it. At this time, Zheng Xiu will also secretly pinch the nine shallow and one deep code in Fengbei's palm, so that Fengbei can readapt to the familiar gameplay of ten-year couples.

The old bottle is new and has a different kind of happiness.

As the business operation of the Disaster Prevention Bureau became smoother and smoother, Zheng Xiu went from clocking in and out of work every day at the beginning to almost not showing up at the Disaster Prevention Bureau now, and finally achieved a qualitative change from the accumulation of quantitative changes, a perfect transition, and became a hands-off shopkeeper with peace of mind.

Under the careful cultivation of Zheng Xiu, the Disaster Prevention Bureau gradually became the shape of a "company". Zheng Xiu has always believed that the most ideal business model of the company is that he does not need to do everything himself, as long as he gives money, it can turn into a spinning top by itself, which is a successful business model.

The carriage pressed the bluestone road and bumped from time to time.

The two of them went up and down in the carriage to the rhythm of the bumps.

Zheng Xiu passed by the Disaster Prevention Bureau and brought up a few files of interest, and on the way back, Fengbei suddenly asked coldly: "You seem to be very close to them recently?" ”

Here it comes!

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he secretly said sure enough. Even Qing Pi noticed that the four girls were close to him, and Feng Bei, as the deepest one of the strangers Zheng Xiu had ever seen, had terrifying strength, and it was impossible to keep him in the dark.

"Ahem."

Zheng Xiu coughed dryly.

Feng Bei's gaze shifted from the window to Zheng Xiu's face, and he looked at Zheng Xiu's eyes with a smile. Zheng Xiu saw his reflection from Fengbei's pupils, and at this moment, Fengbei's eyes were full of his figure.

The two hands holding hands between the two were originally Zheng Xiujiu's shallow and deep initiative, but at this time, they changed. Fengbei's little hand tightened, buckled Zheng Xiu's five fingers, ten fingers clasped, and kneaded five shallowly and three deeply.

Ahh

Zheng Xiu was stunned for an instant, he was dominated by anti-guest.

This reminded him of the painting, in which the two of them practiced against each other late at night, both winning and dying. Zheng Xiu often uses one of the eighteen slashes of the coiled dragon to attack the top and bottom of it, and Mrs. easily blocks it, without waiting for Zheng Xiu to use the dragon battle in the wild, Mrs. quickly returned with a set of combo moves: the old tree is rooted, the yin and yang are reversed, the sunset mountain is reversed and reversed, the sky is vast and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep and other terrible moves. In the end, Zheng Xiu lost his armor and was exhausted. In the painting, he can't beat Xie Luohe, and when Fengbei is anti-passenger in the carriage, Zheng Xiu suddenly recalls the fear and charm of being dominated by his wife.

It is said that there are many acupuncture points in the palm of the person's palm.

Some acupuncture points can be very sensitive when pinched.

It's quite comfortable to pinch and pinch.

Zheng Xiu chuckled in his heart, and suddenly understood that at this moment, Fengbei unconsciously switched to the "Fengluohe" personality.

Originally, the atmosphere in the carriage was beautiful, but at this moment, there was suddenly a smell called "Shura Field".

"Listen to me." Zheng Xiu made a straight face: "You also know, because you slapped the 'orchid' monster to pieces, by mistake, they became orchid aliens." They made a rule, ahem, that is...... This life is for me, the hollow valley orchid. Wait, don't take off your gloves, don't take off your ......"

"Orchids, you also know that their path is harder than others, not to mention that they don't want to take the right path, but want to go...... Ahem, something else. On weekdays, I have to serve tea and water, massage and pinch my legs, and I work hard for them......"

"But for them, it's a different kind of spiritual ......"

"The deeper you practice, the smoother the path will be!"

"You also know that at the beginning of the establishment of the Disaster Prevention Bureau, there were thousands of holes, devastation, wind and rain, and crumbling...... In short, now is the time for the Disaster Prevention Bureau to employ people. ”

"You? Your moves are too ruthless, it's hard to keep you alive, and if you don't have to do it as a last resort, how can I let you make a move easily? ”

"In the future, they will be based on the king's right hand!"

"I know them, they're all hard-working young people!"

Zheng Xiu looked up at the canopy of the carriage with a weak heart, the lid was shaking just now, and it almost flew out.

Qing 13 has been working as a full-time driver of the Red King with peace of mind recently, and the horse is shaking the car, Qing 13 can't help but secretly sigh: It's so intense.

is worthy of being the Red King, not taking the usual path.

After a while, the lid of the car stopped shaking.

Feng Bei sighed lightly, and gently patted Zheng Xiu's cheek with his other hand, if it was someone else, maybe this shot would be gone. It's just that he can bear his own ominousness, only in front of him, can he live like an ordinary woman, a man ploughing and a woman weaving, so unhappy.

"Well, blame me."

Feng Bei slowly leaned his head on Zheng Xiu's shoulder, feeling the familiar generosity, and closed his eyes.

The orange cat flattened its mouth, twisted around in Zheng Xiu's arms, pouted and put it down, but the shovel officer was unmoved at the moment, it could only jump on the seat and stretch out its meow claws respectively, slapping the heads of the two, as if it was blessing the two.

Fengbei was kind-hearted, and when she turned her head and thought that she was indeed to blame for this incident, she blamed herself for it. Inhumans look like scenery in the eyes of thaumaturgists, and they are blessed. But Fengbei's wish is to become a woman like Xie Luohe. She didn't understand why Xie Luohe could be so free and easy, and she lived such a miserable life as if she was imprisoned by a strange thing. The fourth daughter became an orchid alien, and Feng Bei secretly felt guilty because of this, at this moment she knew that Zheng Xiu was helping the fourth girl to cultivate, and she couldn't say half a word of blame.

She estimated that Zheng Xiu would not be able to go in at most...... After all, orchids, after all, orchids, who made them orchids? What's wrong with them? Thinking about it, they were also poor people who became strangers for no reason, Feng Bei thought about it, and inexplicably felt pity for them.

Zheng Xiu sniffed it and clinged to his neck, and there was a faint fragrance in his ears, remembering the past, touching the scene, and the scene of those ten years flashed in Zheng Xiu's mind like a slide.

"It's not as good as ...... this year"

Zheng Xiu said casually in a tone as light as a cloud.

"Huh?"

Fengbei's nose fluttered, making a soft humming sound like a little female cat.

"I will let the monk come back, let the monk and Erniang be the parents of both sides, invite Xi'er to make a guest appearance as a matchmaker, and we will set up a family affair."

Xi'er's name is festive when he sees it.

Fengbei was silent.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly: "When the fifteenth moon of August next year is full, I will no longer be Gongsun Mo, and you will no longer be Xie Luohe." I, Zheng Xiu, the Red King, the richest man, a great benevolent man, married the only daughter of the Feng family. ”

"This time it's the wedding that really belongs to 'us'. Heaven and earth testify, the sun and the moon are mirrors, you shine on me with a lifetime, and I promise you the rest of your life. ”

"Okay."

Fengbei looked calm, without the slightest surprise, and readily agreed.

For the first time in a long time, there was a gentle and shallow smile on her face.

……

November.

Autumn is cold, and the cold wind blows the smell of Xiao Suo, rolling the fallen leaves in the sky, whirling and whistling on the city walls.

The monk heard that Zheng Xiu and Fengbei were going to marry, and they were already on their way back.

He said that he had brought the relics of the waiting masters, saying that he wanted Zheng Xiu to see them with his own eyes.

From time to time, the route trajectory of the [Monk Station] was confirmed in the post station, and Zheng Xiu waited quietly.

The existence of monks has a special meaning for Fengbei. Even if Fengbei didn't say it, Zheng Xiu knew that since the cannibal painting, there was something subtle that connected them.

The monk is like Fengbei's only relative in the world now.

Thinking of the monk, Zheng Xiu remembered from time to time that in the valley of the cicada, the monk would come across the desert every year, visit the two, leave with a hangover, and leave everywhere. At this time, Zheng Xiu always showed a knowing smile.

Mid-November.

To the north of the imperial city, with a blood-red battle flag fluttering, a clearly divided team approached the imperial city.

Walking in the front and rear is the elite thousand people of the Shenwu Army, and the military commander led by the commander is the general of Haoran Pass, Shen Shizong. He has not returned for ten years since he took office in Haoran Pass, he was handsome and talented when he went, and when he came back, his face was full of scum, which made people feel that the years have passed and the years are no more.

The news of the arrival of the envoy from the north to the capital spread like a bird with wings throughout the imperial city. After Zheng Xiu learned about this, he was sitting in the supreme room on the top floor of Xiangmanlou at the moment, condescending, overlooking the escort team.

The reason why this is said to make the team "distinct" is because the dress of the barbarians in the north is completely different from that of the great cadres. Now the streets are empty, and the people close their doors and windows, for fear that if they look at the barbarians more, they will have accidents.

The barbarians wore large coats and sweaters sewn from the fur of wild beasts, which were incompatible with the environment of Daqian. The black steed they rode under them was tall and strong, and its hair was black and shiny, as if even the sweat was black.

"This is the legend that the barbarian killed the weak and left the strong in an almost 'Gu raising' way, cultivated from generation to generation, and spent hundreds of years to cultivate the best war horse - Black Wind? Now that I see it, it is really murderous, Daqian's war horse is restless next to the Black Wind Horse, and it is no wonder that the elite of Daqian can be killed twenty years ago and lose their armor. ”

Zheng Xiu saw at a glance that the dark horse cultivated by the barbarians was extraordinary, and he was secretly shocked in his heart. After the envoy arrived, I don't know what was in the carriage covered with tarpaulin, but I thought it was nothing more than a tribute unique to the northern country.

At this time, among the envoys, an extraordinarily petite figure caught Zheng Xiu's attention. Among the dozen or so strong men with tall cows and big horses, the petite figure looked extremely out of place and out of place. Looks like a northern woman.

Tribute, women, maybe there is gold in it, Zheng Xiu knows that this is a necessary "three-piece suit" for foreign missions, so it is not surprising that this is true. To Zheng Xiu's surprise, the Beiban, who had been fighting for many years, was unusual, and his posture was not far away to come here to negotiate peace, which was a "big event" that had never happened in the history of the Great Qian.

"What does it have to do with me?"

At this time, the dishes carefully concocted by Chef He were presented one after another, and the Red King came from the restaurant at home to eat by the way. With the mentality of "nothing to do with me", Zheng Xiu smelled the fragrance of vegetables and moved his index fingers, at this moment he still felt that he would not have any contact with the envoy of the northern kingdom, after all, this is the work of the Ministry of Rites.

(End of chapter)