Lao Dao received the task assigned by Xiao Feng and was about to leave, when Xiao Feng suddenly stopped him again.

"Second master, I still want to give you a task, and it's more urgent, this task can't be done by anyone except you."

Since Lao Dao followed Xiao Feng and became the second view of the World Observatory, he has always wanted to repay him, but unfortunately Xiao Feng has never let him do anything serious except for letting him recite the pot of "Cangjie Heavenly Book" once and go to Liujiazhuang to pretend to be a ghost.

Today, seeing Xiao Feng entrusted with important tasks again and again, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart: "If the adults have something to say, just give orders, what are you polite to the poor Dao?"

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly, "I want you to help me steal something."

Lao Dao suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and looked at Xiao Feng pitifully, which probably means: My lord, did you help me redeem myself just to prostitute myself in the future? You're so unsophisticated!

Xiao Feng didn't know that Lao Dao would rather chop his hands than steal again, but although he learned a few tricks from Lao Dao, he was still far from the thief, and he couldn't do it himself.

What's more, if you want to steal something this time, the other party must be extremely tightly protected, not to mention yourself, even if you are an old man, you don't know if you can succeed smoothly!

Xiao Feng hardened his heart: "Last time, you helped Yan Shifan steal!" Why can't I get there?"

Anyway, you are also lost, can the monk touch it, but I can't touch it?

Lao Dao was extremely aggrieved: "Yan Shifan threatened me with the children! You're not going to threaten me with your children, are you?"

Xiao Feng sighed, this is an honest man's loss! Always kidnapped by morality! He looked at Lao Dao and nodded very sincerely.

"It's the children who threaten you, and if you steal this, a lot of them won't have to die. If you don't steal, these children will die sooner or later."

After a happy negotiation with Lao Dao - at least Xiao Feng was very pleasant, he went to visit Zhan Feiyun again.

Zhan Feiyun's injury was indeed not light, and he was lying on the bed recuperating at this time, surrounded by chicken soup and medicine sent by the criminal department.

As soon as Xiao Feng walked into the room, Zhan Feiyun immediately opened his eyes vigilantly, and when he saw that it was Xiao Feng, he hurriedly sat up.

"Lord Xiao, why did you come here, I'm so messy here, it makes adults laugh. If there's something to call me, just call me."

Xiao Feng looked at this house privately, there was no yard, facing the street, very close to the yamen of the Criminal Department, and it was very convenient to go to work.

"Rent or buy?"

Zhan Feiyun smiled: "I rented it, I haven't got a family, so there's no need to buy it."

"The chicken soup is almost cold, you drink it, let's talk at the same time."

Zhan Feiyun didn't twist either, picked up the chicken soup and drank it in three sips and put it down: "The adults came to me, do you have something to order?"

Xiao Feng looked at his hands: "You don't take off your gloves when you sleep?"

Zhan Feiyun nodded: "I'm used to it, but I feel awkward when I take it off. Fortunately, the gloves are thin and breathable, so you can wash them directly when you wash your hands."

"If I'm not mistaken, you've fought with the people of the White Lotus Sect three times, and the first time was when you and An Qingyue discovered it when the medicine seller was firing arrows outside the city.

The second time was when you were in peace and you saved Qiu Luan as an entourage, and the third time yesterday was to round up and sell medicine. I didn't even notice that you were desperate these three times."

Zhan Feiyun was stunned for a moment, bowed his head and said, "This is a humble duty, for the sake of the court, for the people, for the ......."

"The lay disciple who was killed by the descendants of Da Liao in Shaolin Temple is your grandfather?"

Zhan Feiyun took a deep breath: "My lord, not many people know about this matter, I don't know where my lord found out?"

Xiao Feng told him about the incident of entering the WTO last night, and Zhan Feiyun raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

"Your Excellency has taken back that Ugin Silk? Unexpectedly, Thousand Hands Rulai really knew a lot of knowledge, and he also knew such secret things.

Don't hide it from your lordship, the predecessor of the descendants of the great Liao masters is a lowly uncle and grandfather, but his one has broken the incense, so these gloves are worn on the hands of the lowly officials."

Xiao Feng squinted at him, "How did you break the incense? Does it have anything to do with the White Lotus Sect?"

Zhan Feiyun laughed miserably: "That's right, a few years after that man's broken arm was defeated, the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, and Taizu ascended the throne. I thought that the world was peaceful, but who knew that the White Lotus Sect had begun to rebel again, and the momentum was not small.

At that time, my uncle's family was arrested by the White Lotus Sect, and no one came back. My uncle's descendants buried their gloves in the yard, and my father found them later.

The Zhan family and the White Lotus Sect have been entangled in grievances for generations, and they are bent on following the adults, and they also started when they returned from the poisoning of the adults, and when they learned what happened to the adults, they believed that the adults would eradicate the White Lotus Sect."

This is a heart-wrenching word, Xiao Feng thought about it, it is true, before he went out to fight, Zhan Feiyun was just polite to himself, but he was not very supportive.

But after he came back from poisoning, Zhan Feiyun behaved very positively in all aspects, even at the expense of offending Liutai, he had to support himself, it turned out that the root cause was here.

Xiao Feng patted him on the shoulder, "How old are you?" Why haven't you married?"

"I'm twenty-five years old, and since my uncle and grandfather's family died, my family has been incognito, and my family's surname is also my mother's.

I don't know why the White Lotus Sect holds such a grudge, although my uncle and grandfather are not victorious, but they are also forced by the situation. The man had a broken hand, and my uncle and grandfather died.

But no matter what, the White Lotus is immortal, and I don't want to start a family, because my gloves are my identity, and I can't hide it, I don't want my wife and children to live with me in fear."

Xiao Feng nodded: "Looking at your usual strength, I thought you were thirty-five." Don't be so bored in the future, have a good time.

You see Zhanyu, An Qingyue, and Zhang Wuxin, they are all the same age, and they are much happier than you."

An Qingyue was not happy, she was crying, smashing the things in her house, An Sizheng and his wife shook their heads and sighed, helpless.

"Why don't you let me marry Senior Brother Zhang, why! You've all said you could do it before!"

Anjizheng said helplessly, "You also know that we said it before. At that time, Zhang Wuxin was not like this. Now, alas, what do you want your father to say?"

"I don't care, I don't care, what's wrong with him now, he's just as good now! His kung fu is even higher than before, do you know?"

"What's the use of his kung fu, you don't look at how many children he scared and cried when he went out on the street! Do you know what people call him now? Kill the gods! Is this a good name? Look at the murderous aura in his body!"

"What's so bad about killing gods? Wu Song is also a killing god! Is it bad to be Wu Song? Is it good to be a martial artist?"

The Water Margin was written at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and it was already quite popular at this time, and when Mrs. heard An Qingyue use such an inappropriate metaphor, she quickly snorted.

"You girl, crazy, what Wu Song Wu Dalang, you want to be Pan Jinlian! Master, you avoid it first, and I'll say a few words to Xiaoyue."

An Si was sighing and going out, and the lady even drove the maid away, and then pulled An Qingyue to sit on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice.

"Mother tells you, it's nothing for a man to be ugly and handsome, what my mother is really worried about is that people say that Zhang Wuxin now feels half human and half ghost, half yin and half yang, and my mother is worried, well, he can't do it anymore."

Well? An Qingyue frowned, and after thinking for a while, she understood what her mother meant, she couldn't help but want to refute her mother, but she didn't know how to refute it.

Zhang Wuxin can't do it, she doesn't know! She didn't even ask, she didn't try! What does this make her say? She can't lie to her mother and say, don't worry, I tried, he can do it, right? ap.

The problem entered a deadlock here, and An Qingyue and her mother were speechless until An Sizheng's flattering voice sounded in front.

"Oh, Lord Xiao, what kind of wind is blowing you here? Come in, serve tea, serve tea!"

Xiao Feng smiled, "What wind? Pillow wind. Xiaoxue talked to me last night, saying that An Qingyue needs my help, so she has to let me come to your house."

An Sizheng knew why Xiao Feng came as soon as he heard it, he really didn't want to lose Xiao Feng's face, but this matter was related to his daughter's lifelong happiness, and as a father, he had to hold on.

"Lord Xiao, it's not that the subordinate doesn't know what to do, Zhang Wuxin is a good boy, but he is like this now, I really don't know the bottom of my heart. Satsuki followed him, what if he regretted it?"

Xiao Feng looked at An Sizheng, deeply understanding the old father's worry, and he gently patted An Sizheng's shoulder.

"Lao An, Zhang Wuxin's murderous aura is a fact, he is a man who crawled back from hell, how can there be no murderous aura on his body?

But is it dangerous to be murderous? Is it safe if you don't kill it? You see if I have murderous energy in me, I'm afraid that the people I kill are no less than Zhang Wuxin."

An Sizheng shuddered, Xiao Feng's words sounded heart-wrenching, but why was there a chill coming to his face?

"What the adults said is very true, but that unintentional is like a wood, and Satsuki is such a hot character, I'm afraid that they will not be compatible in the future, and there is nothing to say."

Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly: "Lao An, you have misunderstood Zhang Wuxin. If you have time, go to my house for two days.

Do you know that now that Zhang Wuxin and your daughter are talking, we all want to cover our ears and run away?

I can guarantee that the most lingering and shameful words you have ever said to your wife in your life are not as good as their daily earthy love words! You're still worried that they won't have anything to say in the future?"

An Sizheng was a little speechless, at this time An Qingyue lowered her head and walked out with her mother, Mrs. An saluted Xiao Feng, and opened her mouth generously, completely ignoring An Qingyue's red face, holding her hand hard, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Lord Xiao, my lord respects you like a god, and Xiao Yue has always treated you as a relative, I believe that you will not only care about the brotherhood with Zhang Wuxin, regardless of Xiao Yue's happiness."

Xiao Feng nodded, what you said is right, but if you want to say that An Qingyue has always treated me as a relative, it is a bit too much. Even if it's a relative, at most it's just a feeling of an ex-brother-in-law, and I scold when I think about it.

"So my lord and I want to ask Xiaoyue something she can't ask, can Zhang Wuxin be a son-in-law and continue the two incense for the Zhang family and the An family?"

If it is a stupid person, the focus of listening to this at this time must be the son-in-law who comes to the door, either to take a big stand for others, or to turn around and go back to ask people if they are doing it.

But is Xiao Feng that kind of stupid person? He accurately heard Mrs. An's logical accent, whether he could be a son-in-law, pay attention to "can't", not "willing".

Generally, when asking someone to be a son-in-law, it should be asked "if they are willing", not "if they can". The word "can't" seems to be a slight inadequacy when used here, but it has a profound meaning.

In particular, Mrs. An was worried that Xiao Feng was not smart enough, and deliberately added it later, continuing the two incense sticks for the Zhang family and the An family, which means very clearly, the door-to-door son-in-law is actually not the point, the continuation of the two incense is the key!

So, can Zhang Wuxin do it? Xiao Feng also fell into a deep groan.

Although he had stripped Zhang Wuxin's clothes after drinking the medicine before, he would not have any experience to judge Zhang Wuxin's ability because of this. What's more, Zhang Wuxin was still a complete handsome guy at that time, but at this time, he was half-dry and half-glorious to kill Matt.

But Xiao Feng couldn't help but be troubled by this, and he smiled at Mrs. An: "I can give Mrs. a definite answer to this matter tomorrow."

On the way home, An Qingyue's face was as red as a big apple that was not widely known at this time, and she wanted to ask Xiao Feng several times what method she wanted to use to help her, but she couldn't open her mouth.

This bastard has always been stunned, he doesn't want to let himself marry Zhang Wuxin tonight, right? No, wouldn't that be a sneak attack on parents?

But then again, he himself has been attacked by others several times, and now he wants to draw a gourd to sneak attack others, which seems to be understandable.

But she wasn't ready yet, Xiaoxue also said that she would teach herself a few tricks, but she didn't practice it, which made people seriously doubt that she might not be able to ......

An Qingyue's fierce psychological struggle came to an abrupt end at the door of her home, and Xiao Feng beckoned to Zhang Wuxin, who was practicing swords alone on the playground because of the loss of Yu Dayou.

"Unintentionally, I'm going to Chunyan Tower to do something, you accompany me there

。 An Qingyue is looking after the house, and there must be a master in the family to rest assured."

An Qingyue nodded knowingly, and was quite complacent about being recognized as a master. When Xiao Feng and Zhang Wuxin had walked far away, they suddenly jumped up.

"Xiao Feng, you big bastard! I'll kill you!"

(Updated today)