The next morning, Jiang Fuyuan was going to take the three ghost things that he had cleaned up last night to go to Duobao Pavilion to shoot.

"Mantou, you look after the house, Chubby, come with me."

Before going out, she advised: "Don't steal food, don't tear down the house, and don't open the door for people casually." ”

The last one was particularly important, and she accentuated her tone: "Let the people you shouldn't let in, and I'll really send you to the next door." ”

According to the level of intimacy of the cubs to Zhong Yongfeng, she has reason to believe that as long as he appears, the cubs will definitely open the door and warmly welcome Zhong Yongfeng into the house.

Mantou lazily lay under the eaves basking in the sun, yawned and said, "I know, if he comes, I will definitely drive him away." ”

Or ate him secretly.

Thinking back to the mellow smell of blood on the tip of his tongue last night, the steamed bun quietly grinded his back molars, completely forgetting how terrible his screams were at that moment.

Squeak.

As soon as the door opened, someone who shouldn't have appeared in their mouths crossed their hands around their chests, leaned on the stone lion at the door, and sent a warm greeting invitation to Jiang Fukite.

"Good morning, what a good day."

Jiang Fuyuan: "...... How did you end up here. ”

Is the general such a casual public office? Can you just wander around every day to eat empty wages? Jiang Fuyuan said that he didn't understand, and there was a little imbalance in his heart.

Zhong Yongfeng smiled brightly: "Make a promise, of course, I will go wherever you go." ”

“…… I didn't agree, and you, a general, a dignified relative, don't need to pester our orphans and widows. ”

Zhong Yongfeng put away his smile, looked at Jiang Fuyuan silently, and said in a lonely voice after a while: "You know, I didn't have a mother not long after I was born......

Jiang Fuyuan: "......"

Zhong Yongfeng lowered his eyes and said in a more depressed tone: "My stepmother is not good to me, she didn't teach me what to do correctly, but I was too stupid to learn these things myself, so you dislike ......"

Steamed bread:...... Suddenly, I felt that the residual taste on the tip of the tongue was so strong!

Jiang Fuyuan's tone softened: "I didn't mean that. ”

Zhong Yongfeng raised his head happily, his eyes shining: "Then do you want me to follow you?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "...... If you like it, follow it. ”

Turning around and closing the door, Jiang Fuyuan handed the burden of the ghost to Zhong Yongfeng very easily, and Zhong Yongfeng also took it very naturally, and the process was smooth as if this action had been carried out thousands of times between the two.

Xiaopang still had a shadow on Zhong Yongfeng, and carefully stuck to Jiang Fuqi, keeping a distance from Zhong Yongfeng behind him.

"Master, why do you think he is relying on us?"

The first time it can be said to be fate, the second time is barely a coincidence, and the third time he really can't think of any other adjectives except for the scoundrel touching porcelain.

[Relying on others is all the pictures, not for the sake of wealth, but for the color. 】

In view of the fact that her family is obviously not as generous as the General's Mansion, Jiang Fuyuan said categorically: [He may be in love with me. 】

Chubby: "??? ”

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: [Fortunately, I am relatively mediocre now. 】

Mu Cizhan's face was only five or six points similar to her original physical body, and she was called an immortal existence by the entire cultivation realm just by her skin.

[Count him lucky, otherwise he may be fascinated by me and crazy about love.] 】

Xiaopang silently glanced at her cold face with a hint of charm, and silently complained: ...... Do you call such a look mediocre? It's rude to be too modest.

The chit-chat of one person and one ghost Zhong Yifeng couldn't hear it, he carried his baggage and kept a distance of one meter behind Jiang Fuyuan, being a qualified follower.

In the secret conversation with the second prince last night, he thought about it again and again, and still told the second prince about the white lotus mark he saw next door, and his daughter-in-law could draw talismans, and it was quite effective.

Of course, he didn't want Mu Cizhan to be involved in this dispute, but it was about the Great Shun Kingdom and the people of the world, and he couldn't hide it and not report it.

In the past, the war situation on the northwest front was tight, in order to quell the rebellion of the Yuezhi of the Dashun vassal state, the second prince asked for orders to go to the front line in person, but he did not expect that the military grain and grass in the rear were repeatedly delayed under the obstruction of the Dao Palace, resulting in the war has been intermittently delayed for several months.

As the commander-in-chief, the second prince is surrounded by strange incidents, the armor is broken for no reason, the freshly ground halberd is covered with rust overnight, the deployed sand table is inexplicably missing, and it appears on the cliff hundreds of miles away, and the ghost shadow is longing in the middle of the night outside the military tent, and there are often patrol soldiers who react to hear the ghost cry......

The piles and piles are extremely weird, and the hearts of the people in the army are fluctuating, and there are many discussions, all saying that these strange things are not done by manpower, and God is warning Dashun not to kill the Yue Branch.

If the morale of the army is unstable, the war will be difficult to win.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to lose their fighting spirit, the second prince decided to organize 30 elite people in the army to attack the Yue Zhi Commander's Camp at night to inspire people.

The brave, fearless, bold and careful Ke Xuesheng was specially recommended by the general to become a member of this operation because of his exploits in the last confrontation.

Just as they were marching at night to ten miles outside the camp of the Yue Zhi Marshal, suddenly a group of soldiers and horses with guns and sticks blocked their way.

This group of people seemed to appear out of thin air, the horses' hooves stomped the ground silently, and the guns and sticks were as fast as lightning, and they could easily kill more than twenty of them in a few rounds.

In the end, only Zhong Yongfeng held a long knife with a curly blade, protecting the second prince and fighting and retreating, until the golden rooster cried, the team suddenly turned around and fled to the west.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhong Yongfeng's eyes were quick, and he swung his knife to cut off the last person in the fleeing team, only to see a burst of black smoke rising into the air, and the clothes and armor that had been cut in half lost their support and fell to the ground.

In the bright morning sun, the second prince and Zhong Yongfeng picked up the pile of clothes, which had neither flesh nor bones, and was empty.

After careful identification between the two, the style of the clothes did not belong to either Dashun or Yuezhi, the materials were dilapidated, as if they were dug out of the soil, and the only thing that was impressive was that there was a chic white lotus mark on the chest.

When Zhong Yongfeng saw the exact same white lotus mark on the belly of the porcelain bottle last night, his first reaction was that this bottle must be related to that team of Yin soldiers.

And this is the second time he has seen the White Lotus Mark since he changed his name from fake death, incarnated as a distant relative of the second prince's mother's family, and secretly went to Jingzhou to investigate the Dao Palace and the conspiracy behind it.

The last time it was on the collar of Xu Chen's little errand officer, but the little errand died inexplicably the next day, and Zhong Yongfeng didn't get any useful clues from him.

In the previous dynasty, the second prince personally sat in the town, although the Taoist palace put forward several requests to repair the Taoist temple and increase the amount of sacrifices, they were all pressed back by the joint advice of the household department and the military department under the instruction of the second prince.

It's just that the emperor is getting old, and the demand for prolonging life is increasing day by day, so his trust and preference for the Dao Palace are increasing day by day, and he is afraid that if he doesn't find the evidence that the Dao Palace is using evil magic in private as soon as possible, the emperor will really ignore the current situation of the financial constraints of the Great Shun Kingdom, and allocate all the taxes that the people have worked hard to pay to the Dao Palace......

Waiting for the Dao Palace to be in charge of the financial power, the people of the Great Shun Kingdom ......

Zhong Yongfeng's heart turned over the river and the sea, and the green tendons of the arm holding the burden burst out, but his face was not obvious at all, and he did not squint, he only followed Jiang Fukite closely and walked towards Duobao Pavilion.

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