On the way back to the inn, Ye Feng and Miss Cheng were silent and did not speak.

Speaking of which, although Cheng Nianzhen has been by Ye Feng's side since Songshan, doing his best to detoxify him and recuperate his body, but if you really count it, Ye Feng's brother-in-law and friends have always been by his side, and when the two of them are alone, there are really not many.

Especially after Ye Feng experienced the feeling of facing thousands of troops and horses alone outside Lanzhou City this time, he understood that the person who was the most important and most worried about in his heart was actually Miss Cheng.

Although he usually felt that he had a lot of words in his heart that he wanted to confide in Miss Cheng, but when the two were really alone, he felt so confused that he couldn't even say a word.

After being awkwardly silent for a long time, Cheng Nianzhen suddenly opened his mouth and said softly: "Ye Gongzi, I think you seem to have become a little different this time." ”

Her voice was very soft, as subtle as a mosquito's call, almost drowning in the noise of people coming and going on the street, but Ye Feng really heard it clearly.

In fact, there are many things in the world that are like this, as long as you are really willing to listen carefully, even the smallest sound will be heard very clearly. What's more, between young men and women, sometimes they not only rely on their voices to talk, but more importantly, they feel.

Ye Feng heard her words clearly and understood the meaning of her words, but he didn't know how to answer, so he could only pretend not to understand, and asked in a low voice, "I'm still me, what's the difference?"

Cheng Nianzhen lowered his head and said softly: "Since you came back from outside the city this time, you haven't gone to find Sister Tang Rou. Shouldn't you be the first to see her and tell her that you're safe?"

Ye Feng turned his head to look at Miss Cheng, her eyes were full of tenderness, did she ask knowingly? Or, did she hope that she could say it clearly in person?

He didn't know, he just felt that his mouth had suddenly become so clumsy, and every word was extremely difficult.

He whispered: "Miss Tang Rou has long been in love with her brother, besides, she and Tang Da are indeed like a pair of beautiful people, they are really a pair made in heaven, how dare I be delusion......al?"

Speaking of this, he paused, and his voice gradually became as subtle as a mosquito buzzing: "And when I was outside the city, in my heart, I was actually always thinking about you waiting in the inn. ”

His voice was very small, but Miss Cheng obviously heard it clearly, raised her head and glanced at him, her eyes were full of joy, and she said coquettishly: "Who is waiting for you!"

She looked up, and the sun shone on her face, along with her joy and shyness, as if reflecting a multicolored light.

It's beautiful.

Ye Feng seemed to be a little stupid.

On the side of the road, a peddler dressed as a villager is carrying a haystack, which is full of small windmills made of colored paper, which are colorful and blown by the wind in the sun, which is very beautiful.

Cheng Nianzhen caught a glimpse of it, and pointed in surprise: "Look, little windmill!"

She almost jumped

ran over.

Ye Feng shook his head and hurriedly followed.

Cheng Nianzhen took a small windmill in each hand, handed one of them to Ye Feng, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Isn't this just a common little windmill?"

Cheng Nianzhen said seriously: "Yes, it is a small windmill, but it is also called the auspicious wheel, or the gossip wind wheel, the legend was first invented by Jiang Shang Jiang Ziya of the Zhou Dynasty. ”

"Huh?" Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, he couldn't imagine that such a small windmill would have such a big origin.

Cheng Nianzhen happily continued: "Later, it spread among the people, and everyone used colored paper and sorghum stalks or wheat stalks to tie it like this, called the auspicious wheel, when the wind blows, it will drip and turn straight, not only beautiful, but also said to bring good luck to people." ”

At this time, her expression darkened slightly, and she said: "I still remember that when I was very young, my father used to make me this little windmill with his own hands, and took me to run in the fields, so that the little windmill kept spinning and turning. It's a pity that he was busy studying medicine and never played with me like this again. ”

Ye Feng looked at the colorful little windmill and suddenly remembered the trip he was about to set off.

Good luck? Maybe they're really in need of some good luck this time.

I don't know why, since he learned the news of Mrs. Tang and Mo Qizhong's departure, he has always felt a little uneasy about the Gobi Desert he was going to this time.

However, as long as they can have good luck, no matter what difficulties and dangers await them in front of them, they will definitely be able to save the day as before.

Ye Feng puffed out his cheeks, and with a strong blow, the colorful little windmill in Cheng Nianzhen's hand began to spin dripping.

Cheng Nianzhen smiled, ran forward with the small windmill pulling his legs, and muttered as he ran: "Windmill, windmill, turn quickly, bring us more good luck!"

Seeing this, Ye Feng hurriedly took out a few copper coins from his arms and handed them to the vendor who sold the small windmill, and also chased after the small windmill.

Looking at the small windmill in his hand, he also silently read in his heart: "Windmill, windmill spin quickly, I hope you can give us a little more good luck this time!"

The two laughed and chased across the street, and suddenly Ye Feng's expression changed and he stopped.

From a distance, he saw at the door of the inn at the corner of the street, a bald man who looked as tall and swarthy as Kunlun Nu was standing at the door and looking anxiously left and right.

Helian Tie!

He must have been waiting for him at the door, and something very important must have happened.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly tightened.

The also saw Ye Feng and them at this time, and a few big strides came up to meet them. Seeing the small windmill in the hands of Ye Feng and Miss Cheng, he was obviously stunned.

Cheng Nianzhen's cheeks flushed, and he held the hand of the little windmill behind him, and lowered his head.

Ye Feng didn't notice this, but asked eagerly, "Why are you here?"

What's going on here?"

The shook his shiny bald head, and spoke as concisely as ever: "It's okay, Childe, someone is asking to see you." ”

Ye Feng asked, "Who is it?"

The said, "The local horse shopkeeper." ”

Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, he had never known a shopkeeper of a horse shop?

He stepped into the inn full of doubts, and at first sight he saw the shopkeeper of the horse shop who was waiting in the lobby of the inn.

This shopkeeper looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, with some good health, but there is a shrewd and capable energy between his eyebrows and expression. He was dressed in a more elaborate gown, and he looked no different from the usual shopkeepers.

Seeing the leading Ye Feng in, a professional smile appeared on his face, and he bowed and said, "This is Ye Gongzi, right? ”

Ye Feng hurriedly returned the salute and asked, "I don't know why the shopkeeper came to find him?"

The shopkeeper Zeng had a smile on his face, and his words were quite respectful: "Ye Gongzi, the small shop has been ordered to prepare a carriage and horse for Ye Gongzi and his party, and all the food and fresh water are ready, and Ye Gongzi can go on the road at any time." ”

When Ye Feng heard this, he was stunned: "Didn't you order a carriage or horse from your store?" You said that you were ordered, who did you order?"

The smile on the shopkeeper Zeng's face did not diminish at all, and his attitude was still respectful: "This, naturally, was ordered by the owner of the contemptible family." ”

Ye Feng was even more puzzled: "How did the proprietor of your family know that we were about to go away, and why did he prepare a carriage and horses for us?"

The shopkeeper Zeng smiled: "Well, the little one is just a small shopkeeper, and I really don't know if I listen to orders." However, I heard a letter from the proprietor of the contemptible family that when Ye Gongzi was in Beijing, he had done the contemptuous proprietor a great favor and owed Ye Gongzi a favor, presumably because of this, he made this arrangement. ”

Ye Feng really couldn't remember who this proprietor would be, and while trying to recall, he asked, "I don't know your proprietor's surname?"

The shopkeeper Zeng nodded and said, "Ye Gongzi, the proprietor of the contemptible family, must know him, his surname is Ji." ”

Surname Ji?

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, a figure with a golden silk brocade robe and an extraordinary bearing of a pearl and golden crown, Ji Wushuang!

By the way, when the suspected murder case of a ghost was solved in Beijing, it was once involved in the most famous restaurant in Beijing, Zuixianlou.

Fortunately, Ye Feng later cracked the case, and the Drunken Immortal Building was able to fill up again with friends, and the guests came like clouds.

And the big boss behind the scenes of the Drunken Immortal Building is the world-famous owner of the Providence Building, Ji Wushuang!

If you want to say that it has helped a lot, I owe people a favor, and I guess this is what I mean.

The business of the Ji family of Providence Lou is all over the world, and it is rumored that in the shops in the world, three or four out of ten of the behind-the-scenes bosses are Providence Building, and it seems that the horse shop in this Lanzhou City must also be an industry under the name of Providence Building.

Ye Feng was slightly

smiled and greeted: "How is Gongzi Ji now?"

The shopkeeper Zeng haha: "TOEFL TOEFL, everything is fine with the proprietor, and Mr. Lao is worried." ”

Ye Feng snorted: "I guess that in Lanzhou City, not only is Guimaxing the business of Tianyi Building, I'm afraid that the inn we live in now is also the property of Ji Gongzi, otherwise, how would he know that we are about to travel far away?"

The expression on the shopkeeper Zeng was not confused at all, and he replied with a smile: "Ye Gongzi Mingjian, in fact, it is not only a small horse shop, but also this inn, together with Ye Gongzi, on the way from the capital to Lanzhou City, more than half of the inns and restaurants where you eat are the business of Tianyi Building. ”

He raised his head and smiled at Ye Feng, who was stunned, and said: "Boss Wu has made proper arrangements for Ye Gongzi and his party along the way, so it is not good for the contemptuous proprietor to come out rashly, otherwise as early as on the way to Lanzhou, the contemptuous proprietor will definitely make proper arrangements for the son's party." ”

Ye Feng was indeed surprised, because according to what the shopkeeper Zeng said, this Heavenly Providence Building was not only rich in the world, but its power was also everywhere.

It turned out that since Ye Feng and the others left the capital, every move along the way was under the noses of others. Fortunately, people have no ill will towards themselves, otherwise wouldn't it be easy to deal with themselves?

Such an organization, such a character, whether it is friend or foe, is extremely terrifying. In Ye Feng's heart, he felt that he could be compared to Tianyi Lou and Gongzi Ji Wushuang, I am afraid that there is only one other prince in the world.

Prince Xuanyuan and the "Ten Palaces of Yama" under his command!

But after all, Ji Wushuang is a good intention, although Ye Feng still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart that his whereabouts were completely exposed in front of others, and he had no privacy to speak of, but he still had to thank the shopkeeper Zeng again and again.

The shopkeeper said goodbye and left, Ye Feng stood stunned for a while, he remembered Ji Wushuang he saw in Beijing, although he was as generous as the characters in the painting, and he was as rich as jade, but I don't know why Ye Feng always felt that his face seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, which made people not real.

Ye Feng couldn't help but think of Seventh Uncle Mo Qizhong again, next time he has a chance, he must find a way to invite Seventh Uncle to meet this Ji Wushuang son, with Seventh Uncle's ability to observe people, he should be able to see some clues.

If, at that time, the seventh uncle was still alive.

(End of chapter)