Yuan Jitong straightened his back again, looked at Feng Hua with a bright smile on his face, and replied: "The old slave respectfully obeys the imperial order of Feng Shao. The old slave is brave, please wait for a while, and after the old slave arranges the affairs, he will take someone to go with Feng Shao?"

When Feng Hua heard this, he smiled, glanced at Yuan Jitong and said, "It's just to help me clean up the aftermath, you can just send some people to listen to me." You're hurt, what are you going to do?"

Yuan Jitong looked excited and said: "The old slave has not seen Feng Shao for a long time, and he misses it very much. The old slave didn't have any other ideas, he just wanted to serve by Feng Shao's side and stay longer. As for the old slave's injury, Feng Shao, you also said that you just want to do the aftermath, don't worry about it. ”

Regarding the conversation between Fenghua and Yuan Jitong, a group of people kneeling on the ground in the hall listened to it with different expressions.

Some people are inexplicably ashamed, some people have turbulent waves in their hearts, some people are shaken, and some people have no waves.

The people who were ashamed and inexplicable were made by Yuan Jitong's words, they didn't expect that the powerful and powerful master of the Tongqian Association would actually be able to say what he had just said.

The person who set off turbulent waves in his heart thought of something deeper from Yuan Jitong's actions and words, a young man who had never heard of it. was able to easily convince Yuan Jitong, and let him have no other thoughts at all, only a strong effort to please Fenghua.

Wen Cheng lowered his head and looked calm, and his heart was also unwavering. What the master did only explained one thing to him, the gap between the strength of the field and the martial arts was greater than he took for granted.

Feng Hua listened, his face was calm, casual and natural, as if no matter what Yuan Jitong did or how he did it, it was the same for him.

He said with a cold expression: "Whatever you want." ”

But the look in Fenghua's eyes still betrayed him, obviously he was very satisfied with Yuan Jitong's performance.

Then Feng Hua seemed to suddenly think of something, and the fingers wrapped in the sleeve robe flicked lightly.

A white shadow flew in front of Yuan Jitong and was grabbed by Yuan Jitong in his hand.

"This thing is rewarding you, and it's useful for your injuries. ”

"The old slave thanked Feng Shao. Yuan Jitong looked excited and bowed down to Fenghua again.

After Feng Hua waved his hand at Yuan Jitong casually, he sat back on the seat again and continued to eat his fruit.

Tongqian will dominate the northern border for many years, and it is just a matter of not moving before. Now that there is a goal of the resentment industry provided by Fenghua, it is naturally shocking to move but launch.

Sitting aside without caring about Fenghua, Yuan Jitong quickly arranged the task against the industrial goals of the complaining building.

......

A young man like the son of Xun Shijia, dressed in a white plain suit, sat on the back of a tall white horse, galloping on the official road.

Incomparably sassy bag.

People have the urge to go up and hit him when they look at it.

Although there were many pedestrians on the official road, no one dared to rush up and knock him off the horse. On the contrary, when he saw it from a distance, he quickly jumped down to both sides of the official road, for fear of blocking the way of the young man in Sao Bao.

for he was followed by men and horses, and there were hundreds.

The mighty and mighty occupies a large part of the entire official road.

This is exactly the time when Fenghua traveled with the people and horses of the Tongqian Society, and the people on both sides of the official road passed by, and the sound of horses' hooves rumbled.

In addition, the uniform dress of the money club, even if it is just passing in front of others, gives them a kind of overwhelming momentum, and the oppressive timid people tremble and can't help but tremble.

After the people passed, some people were envious, some were afraid, and some were scared into a cold sweat.

Of course, there are also people who feel that they are easily frightened, and after relieving themselves, they become angry.

A person who is also dressed as a son, standing in the mud, is about to point to the people and horses in the distance and scold.

Before he could exit, a middle-aged man in an official uniform next to him slapped him in the face and knocked back what he wanted to say.

"Shut up, smash up. ”

Brother Gongzi was stunned by a slap, covered his face and endured the severe pain on his face, looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief, and asked aggrievedly: "Dad, why are you beating me?"

A fat woman next to her was even more shocked when she saw this, and quickly helped her brother-in-law. Turning his head to the official, he yelled, "Are you crazy, what are you doing to beat your son, what are you going to do if you hurt him?"

The official didn't look at the woman at all, stared at his son with both eyes, and said: "On weekdays, I have too little control over you, and I have developed your wanton and arrogant character, but there are some people you can't afford to offend. Just your rotten mouth, if you speak just now, you will bring disaster to our family as soon as you say it. ”

The woman was about to speak, but the official glared at her fiercely.

"He's what he's what he's today, and it's all what you're used to. Don't be unconvinced, you can also see the appearance of that group of people. Go back and ask your father, who thinks he can do anything, and see if he dares to provoke them. ”

The woman had been looking endless, but when she suddenly heard the official mention her father, her spirit suddenly slipped a lot.

The official didn't bother to pay attention to the mother and son, snorted coldly with a wave of his sleeve, and said, "If you have to provoke them, I will make peace with you." ”

"You dare!" the woman's eyes widened when she heard Heli and looked at the official, "You dare to leave with me, do you want to do it as an official?" I will definitely let my father disgrace you and dismiss you. ”

Although the woman was yelling at the officials, her momentum was a little weaker. Because the officials have been married to her for many years, they have always tolerated their mother and son in every way, and they have not even said a word of anger to her, let alone want to reconcile with her.

The officials paid no attention to the woman's threats.

He sneered: "What about losing one's official position and resigning one's post? It is better to lose one's official position and dismiss one's job than to lose one's life." ”

The mother and son were suddenly taken aback by the official's attitude, looked at the official in disbelief, and forgot to speak.

On another official road, a few people standing next to him were shocked when they watched the large group of people travel.

"Who are these people, why haven't you seen them?" a man dressed as an old farmer, carrying a load of vegetables.

An old man dressed in rich clothes, looking at the people in the distance, muttered to himself, "The people of the money club? ”

"I think I've heard of it somewhere, but I don't have any impression. "Someone next to him should respond.

"The first conference in the north, I heard that there are a lot of industries in the entire north, but although this money will be large, there have been no bad habits, which is rare among the gangs. A gentleman who taught was shaking a paper fan and explained casually.

Then he looked at the old man and disagreed with the old man's statement, "Although the Tongqian Society has a lot of power in the north, it can't just see their people and think that something is wrong." You must know that there are many people who pass money, and scenes like this have not happened in the past. ”

The old man listened to Mr. Teaching's words, sneered, and sighed in his heart: "If you can know that those people in the past just now are second-rate masters with the lowest martial arts, you won't think that the old man doesn't say much." But the old man didn't say that.

After all, everyone just met in the water, and the old man had no intention of explaining anything to a stranger.

And he was still among those people just now, and he saw that the people wearing silver money only accounted for a few, and the majority of them were wearing gold money, and he even saw two people in front of the team wearing jade money.

There are so many principals of the Tongqian Association dispatched at the same time, and there are even two vice presidents?

What is going on to make the money flow out of the nest like this?

And who is the middle-aged man in a plain brocade robe who walked in front of the two vice presidents? Could it be that his status is still higher than that of the vice presidents?

Could he be ......

Divine Will, Northern Sword King, Master of the Money Society?

Every name shook the old man's heart, making him tremble just thinking about it.

In addition to the money owners who have always only heard their voices and not seen their people, the old man couldn't imagine that there were those people who could be one head higher than the two deputy masters.

Thinking of this, the noble old man's face changed, and he didn't care about the idleness beside him, pulled the old donkey under his buttocks, slapped the old donkey hard, and hurried towards Helian City.

As for the coquettish young man riding a white horse at the front, the old man didn't dare to think about his identity.

Curiosity kills people, and some things can bring ruin to themselves just by rushing into them.

Seeing that the old man's expression suddenly changed, several people turned around and left, chasing the old donkey at a speed, as if a ghost was chasing him behind him.

None of them are stupid people, and when they see the behavior of an old man who obviously knows more about the inside story, the others can't guess something?

They glanced at each other, turned their heads away, and left silently.

Even the teacher didn't say a word more from beginning to end, and he was a little secretive.

......

The young man in white is naturally Fenghua, and the one who is half a horse's head behind Fenghua is Yuan Jitong, followed by Cen Haiwan and Wan Yanting.

Wencheng, as the secret envoy, rode a horse and followed closely behind Cen Haiwan. It's not that Wencheng wants to get closer to Cen Haiwan, but that he really doesn't want to stand behind Wan Yan Ting.

Then came dozens of presiding officers, as well as deacons.

It can be said that Yuan Jitong has pulled out all the deacons and above of the entire Tongqian Society, except for those who are in other cities and are not here at the headquarters.

It can be said that Yuan Jitong has properly given enough face.

And Wencheng can now see that Fenghua is a face-loving character, and he is also a very pretentious face-loving character.

Otherwise, Fenghua would not have pretended to refuse when Yuan Jitong proposed to help him personally.