Feng Moxiu trembled with anger, but his heart was full of absurdity.

How familiar is the scene in front of him, Feng Zhiping at this moment is very much like himself when he was young, at that time he also fell out with his family for a woman, left his hometown and went to the rivers and lakes, and finally failed to become a dependent, the pain that penetrated into his bones entangled him for a lifetime, and the years could not erase the pain, but made it deeper and deeper.

Fortunately, a little girl named Sheng Yu appeared in his life, like the spring sun, melting the snow in his heart and illuminating his dark sky, so he immediately decided to marry her back home by any means.

After marriage, life was happy, even Feng Zhiping's heavenly remnants did not disturb their feelings, but because of this incident, the relationship between the husband and wife was better, but he knew in his heart that Sheng Yu was the woman he loved deeply, but he would never become the one he loved the most.

Time flies, the original rebel son has become the current Hou Ye, and the entire Feng family has also entered the top class of Tianyuan magnates with him, and his favorite son has become the original him, who abandoned the good marriage he had worked so hard to plan, and regardless of the safety of the whole family, he had to marry a wild girl who knew nowhere he knew.

Feng Moxiu looked at the blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, but stubbornly looked at Feng Zhiping who refused to wipe it, the son in his eyes kept overlapping with his original self, and his anger turned into bitterness little by little, and finally became a long sigh in his heart.

Feng Shui takes turns, his son has become Lao Tzu, his son is older, he can't control Lao Tzu, he finally understands his father's mood back then.

Love and hate, helpless, this is my father's mood back then, and it is also his mood now.

What to do?

Can you really kill him?

That's angry talk.

Feng Moxiu sighed, retracted his thoughts, and threatened with a cold look in his eyes: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you dare to run away from home, that wild girl will die, I promise, I will kill her with my own hands!"

After saying this, Feng Moxiu's heart moved, and he found that he had inadvertently come up with a good way, but unfortunately his father was not able to do it back then, or the woman in his heart would have died long ago.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, thinking that even if his son didn't leave, the woman could be eliminated, and getting rid of it didn't mean killing her, it was okay to find a way to get her out of the Tianyuan Continent, even if Feng Zhiping wanted to find it, he would have to at least cultivate to the tangible stage, it would be the Year of the Monkey and the Moon, and the woman might have married early, or even died of old age, wouldn't this matter be solved!

As long as the woman is not there, Feng Zhiping will have to marry Zhan Qianqiong sooner or later, he is not the father of a pit son, although Zhan Qianqiong has the reason for Zhan Wangfu, but the main thing is that Zhan Qianqiong herself is very good, that is a person who can hold a home inside and support the scene outside, and he can rest assured that she is his daughter-in-law.

Feng Zhiping didn't know the old man's thoughts, but he could guess by looking at his expression, he didn't take the old man's threat seriously, and said lightly with a laugh: "Kill her? Good idea, I wish you success." By the way, I forgot to tell you just now, that girl's name is You Shuang'er, and she is your senior sister Han Fairy's favorite little apprentice, if you want to kill her, it's best not to even let her go of her family, find out which You family's daughter she is, tell me so I know. ”

Ice.

Stiff face.

Feng Moxiu looked at Feng Zhiping in a daze, feeling as if he had been struck by nine hundred and ninety-nine heavenly thunderbolts and trampled by ten thousand alpacas.

He suddenly remembered Han Fengxue's sweet smile when he parted, and remembered the little trouble she "kindly" reminded.

Now, he finally understands why the laughter comes from and how "small" that trouble is.

Uncle's!

Feng Moxiu roared in his heart, angry and funny, and a little aggrieved.

He has rarely suffered losses in his life, and Han Fengxue is not the one who makes him suffer the most, but he is the only guy who makes him suffer losses and is speechless.

No wonder she was so concerned, as soon as she heard that Feng Zhiping was missing, she immediately ran to Dongdayuan and flew into the sea of clouds, daring to love because it was not because she and her sister and brother were in love, but because of her little apprentice!

I was moved for a long time, and the co-authorship was all self-inflicted, and in her eyes, I might be a big fool!

Looking at Feng Zhiping, who pretended to be calm but couldn't hide his suffocation, Feng Mo Xiu was angry and kicked over, and then laughed angrily.

Smiling and smiling, his smile stiffened, and he asked suspiciously, "You said her surname is You?

"How is it possible!" Feng Zhiping rubbed his ass and got up, snorting, "You are still an official, you don't know the laws of Tianyuan? You are not allowed to enter the Jianghu sect with the children of a knight, how can the royal family be! She is not that You, she is 'especially' You, to be serious, go back and check carefully, to see which family surnamed You has a daughter named You Shuang'er, I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with it, and she didn't say anything when I asked her. ”

Feng Moxiu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slowly, and said: "Yes, it can't be the royal family, I'll check when I go back, there is news..."

Halfway through it, I didn't think it was right, but when I saw my son looking at him with a hippie smile, I was angry, and I kicked it over again, and the person directly knocked down the carriage and slipped to the ground.

Rolling up his sleeves, Feng Moxiu pointed at Feng Zhiping and scolded: "Okay, you little rabbit cub, dare to support Lao Tzu, it's against the sky! You want me to check it, right? Okay, if you find out, I'll kill her! Don't think that you can scare me by lifting out your Aunt Han, no one can stop the person Lao Tzu wants to kill, and neither can you Aunt Han!"

Feng Zhiping rolled his eyes and hummed extremely perfunctorily: "Well, well, you are the best, you are the best in the world, I wish you success!"

Feng Moxiu was so angry that he wanted to scratch the wall, and if he changed someone, he would have slashed with a sword earlier, and he was born to be his son.

"You little bastard, I shouldn't have let you stay in Diancangshan if I knew this was the case, I should have taken you home a year ago!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned: "A year ago, don't make trouble, you didn't know where I was a year ago, where to tie me up!"

Feng Moxiu laughed, shook his head and pointed at Feng Zhiping and said, "You, you, do you think I only found out where you are recently? To tell you the truth, Lao Tzu knew that you were in Diancangshan a year ago!"

"Impossible!"

"How can it be? You think your letter, which has made more than thirty turns, can hide your whereabouts? Yes, you boy is very clever, and the mail route of that letter is long and complicated, and it is indeed troublesome to check it normally, but unfortunately you have made a serious mistake, and you should not use that piece of paper!" 16 read

"Paper?" Feng Zhiping didn't understand, how could there be a problem with paper.

"Yes, paper, point the paper of Cangshan!"

Looking at Feng Zhiping, whose face was pale, Feng Moxiu smiled and said: "You Laozi I have been in Diancangshan for many years, and I am too familiar with the materials of Diancangshan. As soon as Lao Tzu got the letter, he knew that it was the paper of Cangshan, and after another inspection, he still didn't know where you were? You kid thought he was hiding it strictly, but he didn't know that his experience in the rivers and lakes was too shallow and there was a big mistake.

Feng Zhiping was stunned, thinking carefully, he seemed to have asked Chang Jiakang for a pen and paper, but...

Uncle, the ghost would have thought that a mere piece of letter paper could show off the horse's feet!

Feng Moxiu looked at his dumbfounded son, let out a big sigh of evil, hummed a little song with a stinky face, walked out of the carriage, closed the door with his own hands, and raised his hand to summon two guards.

"Look at the young master, eight people in a post, day and night, he is not allowed to step out of the car door before returning home, be sure to show me tightly!"

The guard's expression was grim, and he lowered his head and responded: "Yes!"

The square-faced guard on the left hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Master Hou, if the young master wants to have a wide coat..."

"There are buckets in the car, if you are too little, prepare ten, and it is enough to pull out the intestines!"

The square-faced guard trembled in his heart, remembering the quarrel in the carriage just now, he didn't dare to ask more, bowed down with the other person and retreated, and re-mounted to arrange for manpower.

Glancing at the car door, Feng Moxiu looked up at the sky, smiled wryly and sighed.

"Senior sister, senior sister, you really sent me a 'little' trouble, alas..."

Twenty days later, Changping County, Quanzhou City.

Quanzhou City is the second largest city in Changping County, second only to Changping County, it is located on the west bank of Longting Lake, west of the hills, north and south are two plains, according to the official road.

The western hills are rich in forests, and there are a small amount of minerals, and the plains are vast and the soil is fertile, which is very suitable for the growth of crops, so that the local children's songs all sing "lazy and lazy people, it is not difficult to eat, sow seeds, and steam steamed buns in the coming year", which shows the abundance.

Because the Red Sword Marquis sits in the town, Quanzhou City is often rewarded by the imperial court tax exemption, and the critical location of this place makes the business here very developed, especially the entertainment industry, under the supervision of the Sword Marquis's "personal taste", not only many but also high quality, the restaurant and teahouse are numerous, the song and dance courtesans compete with each other, every year there are some people who rush to take the exam and are reluctant to leave here, it is called the "Scholar's Tomb" behind the back of the people in Quanhou City, and it is customary to count on the head of the Red Sword Marquis to become one of his many anecdotes.

So if you really count it, it's really impossible to say which one has the largest population, Quanzhou City or Changping County Town, after all, not everyone who stays here will settle down.

But one thing is certain, that is, Quanzhou City is richer than Changping County, and it is much richer.

Every time I talk about this matter, the people of the two cities will fight for a long time, but the result of the fight is the same in the end, because the people of Changping County are indeed not as rich as the people of Quanzhou City.

The most important thing is that there is a red sword marquis in Quanzhou City, and no one dares to call this lord a boss, whether it is the governor of the state, the county guard or the king of Changping County.

Speaking of which, the current Changping County King You Wanxiang may be the worst one of the previous county kings, this is the hereditary county king, to his generation is already the third generation, if there is no special reward for his son will be demoted to the first class, the fief will be handed back to the imperial court, the whole family moved back to the capital to settle down, and then each generation will be reduced to one level, until it is reduced to Bo, if there is no new seal, there will be no son and man after Bo, and he will be directly reduced to an ordinary scholar family to be a low-class nobleman without a title, in addition to the identity and bloodline is more noble than ordinary people, and it is easier for the imperial examination to be an official than ordinary people, and there is no difference between this and the existence of good managers in the descendants, and the poor management gnaws away the family foundation, that life may not be as good as ordinary people.

According to the past practice, a royal family like him whose ancestors can seal a county, at this time, the emperor will generally give some face and find some credit to be counted on their heads, so that even if they receive the fief, they can also use the head to seal a not necessarily high but very stable official position in the future, and do a good job to avoid mistakes, or they can still bless several generations, and it is even possible to make great contributions and get a new title.

It's a pity that he met Feng Moxiu.

The fief of the Marquis of Chijian is only five hundred miles in Quanzhou City and its surroundings, which is simply too little for a marquis, and it is not too much to seal two thousand miles in terms of the importance of sealing Mo Xiu, but if anyone really wants to count it like this, it is absolutely stupid.

Although Feng Moxiu's fief is only Quanzhou City, he controls the military power of the entire Dongping County, and there are also 3,000 of the most elite government troops under his command, and a large number of retired personnel are scattered throughout Dongping County. If he wanted to recruit soldiers, he could summon an army of no less than 10,000 people with a high degree of loyalty at any time, and note that this was an army that could be pulled directly into the battlefield without much training, and it was by no means comparable to a militia that was temporarily conscripted.

You Wanxiang is not a fool, he knows what the emperor is thinking, not only him, but the entire Tianyuan knows that the emperor wants to cultivate a second King Zhan, and Feng Mo Xiu'an is waiting to take over his class in Dongping County!

You Wanxiang is bitter in his heart, but what can he do if he is bitter?

The remnants of the ancestors are almost exhausted, he has no holy grace, and he does not have the strength and reputation of Feng Moxiu, how can he compete with others?

Feng Mo Xiu's visit to the Qinglou is called leisure and elegance, he walks around and does not cultivate private virtues, and the imperial history will be involved, but the former emperor will directly throw it aside, maybe he can help explain two sentences, his, hum, the emperor wishes that he would leak, so as to vacate his position for his favorite ministers as soon as possible.

You Wanxiang felt bitter in his heart, but he was a smart man, no matter how bitter he was, he had no resentment and indignation, but made up his mind to save the country and tie up with the Red Sword Marquis, in order to find a backer for himself and future generations.

A county king goes to a marquis, and saying it can make people laugh to death, but so what?

The reality is cruel, the officialdom is ruthless, the royal blood is thin and cold, he, the royal child who is about to come out of five suits, is not able to endure his children and grandchildren, and he is not brilliant.

To live on, and to live well, is the most important thing, everything else is false!

You Wanxiang figured this out early on, completely ignoring the contempt of others and even his family, and offering hospitality whenever he had the opportunity.

Today, too, when he learned that Chijianhou received his favorite prince to return, he rushed to Quanzhou City the day before despite his son's objections, and took people to wait at the gate of the city early in the morning, preparing to welcome the return of the Sword Marquis and the Sword Marquis.

"Yes, it's a glorious return, and it's a triumphant return, who let you change it without permission? Come on, drag it down and hit twenty boards, and send it to the firewood room to stay two for reflection and reflection after returning home, go, get a pen for this king, and this king will write it himself. Over there, just you, and you, you two drop the banner, and this king will change the word. Yes, now, immediately, right away, do you want to eat the board too?!"

The prefect of Quanzhou looked at the prince in a frenzy, turned his head and exchanged glances with several colleagues, and invariably spat silently at the beginning.

Phew, the prince did this, it's really shabby!