"Just jumping clown." Mo Xiuyao said calmly, "Don't worry, I will handle the relationship between Tan Jizhi and Dr. Lin."

Ye Li nodded. As long as Mo Xiuyao promised, he had always been very reliable. After thinking about it, he threw it behind his head and said to Mo Xiuyao: "It's nothing to do in the capital, let's go back to the northwest earlier." I'm afraid that it would delay later, and the eldest brother would really get angry when he goes back.

Mo Xiuyao nodded with a happy smile, "This time I dealt with the Feng family's affairs late, and the new emperor's ascension of the throne should have a result. Then let's go back to the northwest." Although he plotted to throw most of the affairs to Xu Qingchen from time to time, Mo Xiuyao still knew the truth that too much was too much. If Xu Qingchen slaps away too much, it would be a loss.

The Feng family is also very unlucky this time. Although scholars, farmers, businessmen and businessmen are the last, the merchants are definitely much more glorious than most people when they reach the Feng family. What's more, the Feng family is the only one among the four rich people in the Great Chu who has a foothold in the capital and has a lot of relationship with the royal family. However, since the emperor's death, the Feng family has been divided into several factions to support which party to support. Before the result was reached, the Feng family was already circulated cleanly. They even

The reason for the house was searched was not even clear. A hundred people of all sizes were locked up in the prison of Dali Temple in the capital. As the saying goes, the money fell and the money was scattered. The Feng family was caught in one place without warning. From top to next, the one who was still in the prison was thrown into the prison. The family who was still in love with each other on weekdays naturally avoided it, not to mention those who were waiting for the Feng family to get a share of the pie. There was no one to take care of them. The wives, young ladies, who were originally gold, jade, precious and rich clothes and food, were suddenly thrown into the dirty and dark prison, and naturally they cried endlessly.

The head of the Feng family, Feng Zhiyao's biological father Feng Huaiting, was locked in a separate cell. Compared to the crying of his wives, concubines, children and other Feng family members, they were much calmer. They just sat in a corner of the cell with their back against the wall, and even Mrs. Feng's call from the cell next to them did not respond at all.

As soon as Feng Zhiyao entered Dali Temple, he was stopped. According to the above order, Feng Zhiyao had a cold relationship with the Feng family, but he was also a concubine of the Feng family and must be imprisoned in a cell. However, Feng Zhiyao also has an identity, the confidant of Dingwang and the deputy general of the Mo family army. Those who went to take the people thought about it and did not dare to go to Dingwang Mansion to arrest people in person, so they had to repay them, but in the end, the superiors were left unresolved. However, it was impossible for the third son of Feng to go to Dali Temple to visit the Feng family.

Feng Zhiyao stared at the Dali Temple official with a smirk in front of him. After the Feng family was thrown into prison, he was busy arresting Tan Jizhi. After completing the prince's order, he had time to visit him but was blocked outside the door. It is conceivable how bad Feng Zhiyao, who had not slept for two days, was in a mood.

"Get out." Feng Zhiyao was cold and his usual suave smile was a bit harsh, but it made the person in front of him shudder.

"San Master Feng, it is already a grace to see that the court has not made things difficult for King Ding. Don't be ungrateful!" Maybe he found that he was actually frightened by a younger generation casually. The old man in front of him was eager to recover his lost face and said righteously. Feng Zhiyao sneered disdainfully, "If you have the ability, please lock me in. I haven't heard of Dali Temple that does not allow people to visit prisons." Dali Temple does not allow people to visit prisons casually, but some potential rules in the officialdom are always there. As long as you have money, there is no inconvenient place to go besides the palace. However, Feng Zhiyao did not intend to give money. He looked at the old man with a face full of righteousness in front of him with a smile, "I need to tell the people from the Censorate, how much benefit did Lord Wang receive in his seven years as an official in Dali Temple?"

The face of Lord Wang changed. He glanced at his subordinates who were lowering his head and pretending to have nothing to hear. He stared at Feng Zhiyao for a long time before coughing, "San Master Feng is from the Ding Prince, so I can't come. Come and ask Mr. Feng to come out quickly."

Feng Zhiyao sneered and said, "I have nothing to do with Prince Ding's Mansion." After that, he ignored Lord Wang's face and waved his sleeves to walk into the prison.

As soon as he walked into the cell, a cold and corrupt atmosphere came towards him. Both sides of the aisle were filled with pairs of dirty and dark hands stretched out from inside to hold the passing pedestrians. Feng Zhiyao snorted lightly, swept his sharp eyes to both sides and the prisoner who had originally lying in front of the railing and wanted to pull him, and immediately withdrew his hands. People who had been in prison for a long time had the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm. Even though Feng Zhiyao looked handsome and luxurious on the outside, he seemed like a romantic young man from a famous family, but the hostility accumulated over more than ten years of fighting on the battlefield was not something these prisoners could resist.

The Feng family was locked in the innermost part of the cell. Before they even stepped into it, they could smell the strange stench inside, which made Feng Zhiyao frown, and a hint of coldness flashed in his half-drooping eyes.

Walking into the place where Feng's family was locked, Feng Zhiyao looked at the man in the innermost cell with a complicated expression, who closed his eyes and rested in the single cell. Feng Huaiting, who was nearly 60 years old, looked much younger than him. Even in such a dark and dirty cell, he was much cleaner than the Feng's family who was crying and making noise in the cell next to him. Feng Zhiyao found that compared to when he left the capital many years ago, his hair had more white hair on his temples. Six years ago, when Feng Zhiyao returned to Beijing, he did not obey Xu Hongyan's advice and went back to see him. In short, the father and son had seen him every day for seven or eight years. Feng Zhiyao closed his eyes and covered the excess emotions in his eyes.

Feng Zhiyao's sudden appearance immediately calmed down the Feng family, who was already noisy. The man in red standing in the aisle was wearing luxurious red brocade clothes, and his handsome and outstanding appearance no matter where he placed it, made the dark cell suddenly bright. The Feng family was not familiar with Feng Zhiyao. Since Feng Zhiyao was eight or nine years old, he spent much more time in Dingwang Mansion and outside than at home. Just looking at the man in red in front of him, someone finally remembered that many years ago, there was a Feng family in red in every possible way. I don't know who suddenly called out, "Feng Zhiyao!"

"Brother, second brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine?" Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and showed a slightly malicious smirk at the two middle-aged men not far away.

No matter how many years have passed, Feng Zhiyao still cannot like his two legitimate brothers. When they were childhood, they were the objects of his disgust and hatred when they were young. Now, Feng Zhiyao, who had already matured, has long left these two brothers behind. The bone-threatening hatred he thought when he was young is now nothing but an instinctive faint disgust.

"Feng Zhiyao?! Why are you here?!" Feng Zhiyuan, the second son of the Feng family, stared at the third brother who had not seen him for many years, and asked a little disgusted. The grudges when he was a child were probably just children's ignorant nonsense, but the grudges when he was young were more involved in interests. Back then, the Feng family members forced the head of the family to drive him out of the Feng family on the grounds that Feng Zhiyao was close to him and went to the northwest. After Feng Zhiyao followed Ding Wang to the northwest, he publicly cut off his relationship with him. But now Feng Zhiyao was in the Ding Wang Mansion and was so irresistible that they had fallen to this point. The two legitimate sons of the Feng family looked very good.

"Third brother... Third brother! Save me out, don't care about my business! Save me..." A middle-aged woman rolled and crawled to the railing, reached out to grab Feng Zhiyao and cried. Feng Zhiyao raised her eyebrows. The Liu family and King Li were preparing for it in a complete manner. Not only were the Feng family and the people from the side, but even the married daughters were caught. It looked...it didn't seem to be just to threaten him and the Ding Prince's Mansion. Thinking of Mo Xiuyao's casual smile when he was about to go out, Feng Zhiyao raised her eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Feng Huaiting opened his eyes when Feng Zhiyuan called out Feng Zhiyao's first name, and looked at the gorgeous man in red outside with a trace of inexplicable emotions that disappeared quickly in his eyes. He asked calmly.

The cold voice made Feng Zhiyao feel involuntarily, but the smile on his face became brighter, "Of course I'm here to see you, Dad, it looks pretty good."

"It's so troublesome." Feng Huaiting said coldly: "You are no longer a descendant of the Feng family. Nothing happens to the Feng family has to do with you. I don't need you to visit you for trouble. Just go back if you have nothing to do." After that, Feng Huaiting closed his eyes again and ignored Feng Zhiyao's sudden change of face.

"Dad, what were you talking about?" The fourth lady of the Feng family next to him said dissatisfiedly: "The third brother is the confidant of King Ding, and the third brother must have come to save us. The third brother... please let me go out."

Feng Zhiyao was already a little guilty, but he was so excited by Feng Huaiting's cold words that he was suddenly filled with anger. He sneered and pulled back his clothes that were being grabbed by Feng Si and raised his eyebrows and said, "Sorry, as Mr. Feng said, I am no longer from the Feng family, and the Feng family has nothing to do with me. Now... I'm just watching the fun."

"Little beast! Even if the Feng family is in a downturn, it's not your turn to gloat. Maybe the Feng family is harmed by the bad star of your life!" Mrs. Feng suddenly cursed sternly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhiyao looked at Mrs. Feng in surprise. Mrs. Feng has always been proud of being a wife. Although she never looked at a concubine like him, she always looked generous and virtuous on the surface and could not do anything that could make people gossip. Except for his two sons bullied him and excluded them without a trace, it was really good compared to some of the cruel and ruthless vicious wives in the inner hall. She didn't expect that she would be unable to help at this time.

"Shut up!" Feng Huaiting suddenly said and said coldly: "Doesn't it be that if you enter the cell, your cultivation will be eaten by the dog?"

After Mrs. Feng's update, she opened her mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything.
Chapter completed!