With the expectations of the lord, Liangchen left the paradise and sneaked into the rivers and lakes again, as for what kind of identity he will be in the rivers and lakes, no one knows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But one thing is certain, that is, regardless of his identity, Liangchen's loyalty to the lord Wei Zhongxian remains unchanged. The things of the main bus generation, even if it is at the expense of one's own life, must be completed.

On the rivers and lakes, in the capital, the Taishi Mansion......

"Young master, young master...... You're finally back!" the old housekeeper took the two housekeepers in the mansion to support the young master of the Taishi Mansion, who was already drunk and dreamed of death, and walked on the lively street.

"How, how, how?!"

"Hiccup" was like a pile ......of mud, and the young master gave a long hiccup, and a burst of sour wine wafted out of his somewhat stinky mouth.

"The master has been looking for you for several days, and he sent people to the major restaurants in the capital to look for you, but he didn't see half a figure. The old butler walked in front, turning sideways and looking back at the young master with every step, for fear that the young master he had finally found would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"What are you looking for me?!Isn't he busy with his business all day long?Why do you suddenly remember me!" The young master, who was originally confused, was not interested in the slightest thing. But as soon as he thought of his father, who only loved money and power, the young master felt a little angry in his heart, and immediately became a little sober, and scolded loudly.

"Hey!" the old housekeeper shook his head helplessly at the father-son relationship that was not very good, he watched the young master grow up, but now that the young master has become like this, it really makes the old housekeeper a little sad.

Two years ago, at that time, Liangtai Shi was far less powerful than he is now. In order to hunt down and kill the Donglin Party, Wei Zhongxian would rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let go of one, and Liangtaishi was one of the many victims. At that time, in order to protect himself, Liangtai betrayed his beloved wife. Seeing his beloved wife being ravaged to death by Jinyiwei, he was powerless. After two years of Taoguang cultivation, Liangtaishi finally grasped the power, and now it is the time when Wei Zhongxian's whereabouts are unknown, and now everything in the capital can be said to be under the control of Liangtaishi. is the only rebel son of his own, and the good master really has no way to deal with him.

"Isn't the master also worried about you! These days you are not in the mansion, and the master has not slept peacefully for a moment. Now is the time of chaos in the imperial court, and the lord also wants to give you a stable future, so he works day and night. The young master should also think about the old master!" The old butler turned to look at the young master with a hazy face, this chaotic attitude made the faithful old butler feel pain in his eyes and heart.

"Get out! I am the young master, who are you! What qualifications do you have to teach me! Believe it or not, I want you to go out on the street now!" The weak young master struggled hard, wanting to get rid of the two family members beside him, and even more wanted to kick the old guy in front of him who could only talk loudly. It's a pity that I'm drinking more vigorously now, and my consciousness is a little blurry, and my whole body can't use any strength. He could only widen his eyes and curse with his mouth wide open.

"Forgive the old slave for offending! Today, the young master must return to the mansion with me, even if you go back and fire me. Take it away!" the old housekeeper turned around ruthlessly, waved his hand violently, and the two family members behind him carried their young master back towards the Taishi Mansion.

"Let's go!" Under the ruthless leadership of the old butler, the young master was forcibly taken to the Taishi Mansion.

"Brother Xiao, look, it's coming!" Feng Wuchang, who had been squatting in a corner outside the gate of the Taishi Mansion for a long time, spied all this in his eyes, and found that the target person appeared, Feng Wuchang jumped down from an old tree, stood sideways beside Xiao Xiao, and the two poked their heads out and looked in the direction of the Taishi Mansion.

"This young master and the person we saw at the Six Doors at that time are completely like two people!" Feng Wuchang watched for a while, and described without exaggeration.

"It doesn't look like it's pretending. This means that from the first time we went to the Taishi's Mansion to pay homage, the old butler did not lie at that time. Look at me, I always feel that something is wrong!" Everything in front of me is reasonable, and it is normal for the young master of the Taishi Mansion to go out to spend all day drinking. But Xiao Xiao always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what the reason was now.

"Withdraw!"

After that, Xiao Xiao and Feng Impermanence quickly blended in the crowd of people coming and going in the lively street market without anyone noticing, and disappeared in front of the Taishi Mansion.

"General!" In the pavilion by the pool inside the six doors, Ling Feng was comfortably playing chess with the old master Baili Changfeng. Ling Feng, who was originally a layman, experienced the matter of "Life and Death Chess", and he also learned some basic chess games, although he is not a master in the chess world now, his chess skills are also improving by leaps and bounds. After playing against the Baili Gate Lord, there has been no victory, this time Ling Feng took the lead in attacking, and entered straight in with a single car centerline, forcing the Baili Gate Master into a desperate situation.

"I really didn't expect that the Supreme not only has martial arts, but even this chess move is also powerful, and the offensive and defensive coordination is really ingenious. The old man thinks that he still has some research on chess, and today he met the Supreme and had to bow to the upper hand!"

"I lost!" Baili Changfeng breathed a long sigh of relief and shook his head as he looked at the endgame in front of him. Then he smiled and looked at Ling Feng again, showing that he admired Ling Feng's young and promising talents.

"Did you lose?!" Ling Feng, who was pondering the layout of the next step, did not expect Baili Changfeng to take the initiative to admit defeat, and in his opinion, the chess game in front of him could be completely saved. Ling Feng didn't know why Baili Changfeng did this, maybe he was afraid of his status as the supreme martial arts master, or he wanted to give his juniors a little encouragement.

"Mmmm, lost!" Baili Changfeng casually pushed all the chess pieces on his left on the chessboard, got up alone and walked to the edge of the pond, and glanced sideways at Ling Feng, "The Supreme must have come here today not only to play chess!"

"I'm afraid the door master already has an answer in his heart!, is the reason why the door master admits defeat because the door master doesn't want to continue fighting with me at all?!" Ling Feng asked tentatively.

"From the moment the Supreme sat across from me, the old man knew that the Supreme's mind was not on this chess game at all. Playing chess requires careful play, and since the Supreme is not in his mind, there is no reason for the old man to continue to play with him. With his back to Ling Feng, Baili Changfeng clasped his hands behind his back and said meaningfully.

"Since the Sect Master already knew that I had something hidden in my heart, why didn't I expose it in the first place?!" Ling Feng asked.

"This is the first time I've met the Supreme, and I just want to know more about the Supreme through playing chess. Now, the old man already has some understanding of the Supreme in his heart. ”

"Oh...... can you tell me about it? Ling Feng said with interest.

"Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The hundred miles of wind looked up at the sky and silently recited a poem. (To be continued.) )