Just when Li Chengliang and the others were galloping towards Sichuan, in Shuntianfu, Beijing, something happened that affected the balance of forces -- Jiang Feifei's injury, who was stabbed in the chest by the fifth wave, was rumored to have been carefully conditioned by the judge (vice president) of the Tai Hospital invited by Yan Shifan, but it took more than half a month or so to heal and be able to move the pulse and qi, and the situation in the rivers and lakes in Beijing became tense again, and everyone who heard the news smelled a trace of "the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a day or two, the spies of the Jade Clan, Moge, Beggar Gang and some other sects stationed in Beijing almost surrounded Jinyuelou, of course, they were all dressed in disguise, and they could be regarded as leaving a fig leaf, not tearing their faces, not to mention that the main building facing the street of Jinyuelou had already set up a shed, and the dust was flying, and a group of workers and craftsmen were working in full swing.

Now Yan Shifan is sitting in the study in the backyard of Jinyuelou, holding a piece of chilled watermelon in his left hand, holding a pu fan in his right hand and gently fanning it, listening comfortably to his subordinates to report to him the situation of the first Yuedan review going down.

"Childe, there is news from Nanzhili, about five days ago, Moge and the men and horses of the beggar gang engaged a group of Japanese invaders who came ashore to attack and harass near Rugao, and they were already defeated, but they were rescued by Yu Dayou of the Guangdong Capital Division and killed the Japanese invaders. A plainly dressed young man with an ordinary face reported that his prosaic appearance could easily be overlooked, and only the high temples and the glint in his eyes revealed his good skills.

Yan Shifan threw the melon skin into the wooden barrel, wiped his hands with the handkerchief, and accelerated the frequency of the fan with his right hand, cursing the annoying "Autumn Tiger" in his heart, and asked: "Oh? This is a little tricky, Moge always advertises that he is the person who carries the anti-Japanese in the southeast, and firmly grasps the righteousness of the world. What about them after they disengaged from the Japanese Invaders? Did they leave with Yu Dayou or did they go back to the water?"

The young man replied: "They and Yu Dayou immediately separated, and went directly to the special road of the Ink Pavilion, there are disciples of the Ink Pavilion stationed along the way, our people are not easy to follow, but judging from the route, it should be back to the Ink Pavilion General Altar." There is another matter, the spy reported that the people of Moge had gone to a flower boat by the river at night when they crossed the river in Jingjiang County, but after following up, they couldn't find anyone, and their subordinates thought that the flower boat should be owned by a powerful person, son, do you need to pay attention to your subordinates?"

Yan Shifan looked at the young man playfully: "A little idea? You are the nameless slave I ransomed in the Sect Division, what's the matter? Now that you have some authority and want to climb on?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately bowed down and bowed: "Childe, my subordinates don't dare to have such thoughts." ”

Yan Shifan waved his hand lightly and said, "It's okay, people go to high places, if you don't have this mind, I will look down on you." But you are in such a hurry now, how can you help Jinyuelou save enough advantages to avenge your father? I forgot what I told you at the beginning? Or have you forgotten the blood feud of your father's death? Your blood has been drained by the Sect Division?"

"Yan Xilai never dared to forget the blood feud, and never dared to forget that he was now the nameless slave of the son. The young man smacked his head on the ground.

"It's okay, it's okay, this son is just asking, you don't need to be like this. Yan Shifan casually picked up the oranges in the fruit bowl on the table, peeled them and ate them, without the slightest hint of the more solemn expression when he suddenly questioned Yan Xi just now.

Yan Xilai obviously understood Yan Shifan's slightly perverse temperament, and continued to maintain a lying posture, and said: "Childe, the slave is willing to go to the soup for the son." ”

Yan Shifan looked at Yan Xilai's posture, and finally showed a satisfied smile, handed a petal of orange to Yan Xilai's eyes, and said, "Today's oranges are good, they are quite sweet, try them." ”

Yan Xi bowed down to thank him, took the orange with both hands, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Yan Shifan continued to eat oranges and said, "Remember, plan before you act." You don't need to worry about the matter of the flower boat, your current task is to take a team of people along the northwest, southwest, and southeast routes to speed up the horses, personally inform all the alliance sects about the preparation to enter Kaifeng, and also tell our subordinates scattered in each faction to be careful and vigilant, and not slack off in daily drills, so as to prevent the people of the Mo Pavilion from destroying the overall situation. ”

Yan Xilai gave his hand and said, "Obey the king's order." ”

Yan Shifan waved his hand, and Yan Xilai retreated knowingly and left the study.

Yan Shifan swallowed the last mouthful of oranges, sighed, and asked, "I'm wondering now, if you also wanted this Yan Xi to be the same, full of ambivalence about revenge." Of course, now that your hatred has been eliminated, and you personally sent the fifth Tao to Huangquan Road, I think that at this time, you will be blind if you didn't survive that night, right?"

A slightly tired voice came from behind the screen next to Yan Shifan's desk: "The old man doesn't know, and he doesn't know where he should go now, maybe he is alive now just to let those who have passed away live more and longer in my heart, which may be the only person who still thinks about him~ Of course, I will never break my promise after I promised you, and I will do my best to help you get rid of the obstacles in your eyes, such as Luoshuge, Yemeng Villa, Moge, and the Jade Clan." ”

Needless to say, the person behind the screen is obviously the big shopkeeper of Jinyuelou - Jiang Feifei, Yan Shifan glanced at the screen with a little suspicion, Jiang Feifei's qi veins were stabbed by a shot of the fifth Tao before he died, and his qi may be quite depressed in the future, and the power of his freehand and agile short sword swordsmanship may be greatly reduced, and the degree of fulfillment of Jiang Feifei's promise Yan Shifan had doubts in his heart. But I don't know if it's good news, after Jiang Feifei was injured and took revenge, the relationship between Jiang Feifei and Yan Shifan was stronger than before, and the relationship between each other and each other was closer, and it barely rose to the point of "forgetting the New Year", which also made Yan Shifan's heart a lot more stable.

Yan Shifan sipped his lips, which were a little sticky from the residual juice, and said, "Until now, you still refuse to say what your grudge with Fifth Tao is? ”

There was silence behind the screen, and then there was a sigh, and after a long time, Jiang Feifei said: "Let it pass in the past, and in the end, follow my old bones into the ground, don't worry more." ”

Yan Shifan glanced at the screen with a little dissatisfaction when he heard this, but there was nothing he could do about Jiang Feifei's secrecy, anyway, revenge was avenged for him, Fifth Tao had already died, and the extermination of Yemeng Villa was already "ready to fly, and it had to be sent". Yan Shifan leaned back on the chair, put his feet on the beautifully made rosewood table, and asked a little lazily: "You are dragging your sick body and no longer taking care of it, but what is your opinion on my current preparations?"

Before the words fell, Jiang Feifei had already turned out from behind the screen, a gray robe was elegant and light, and the white mask was still hanging on his face, this mask was also something that Yan Shifan wanted to take, but this mask seemed to grow on Jiang Feifei's face, and Yan Shifan tried his best to pry it down during the days when he was unconscious.

Without waiting for Yan Shifan to ask, Jiang Feifei hit Yan Shifan's foot on the table with his hand, and said, "The current arrangement is easy for us to fall short!"