The courtyard was deep, and as soon as I walked halfway, I met a woman. The woman was wearing a short-sleeved coat and skirt, dressed like a woman, with delicate features, and her appearance was not inferior to that of Hu Qigu.
Hu Qigu greeted: "The third lady is leaving now?"
Ni Qiufeng nodded and smiled: "This battle is over, I'm going to take a look inside the shop." Ni Qiufeng nodded to Shaoshuai Zhang and others, and left calmly.
As soon as he followed Hu Qigu into the bungalow, Marshal Zhang saw a stack of newspapers flying past his eyes. It didn't look like it was thrown out, but the newspaper fluttered and fell in the hands of a woman on the sofa.
The woman was quite tall and had a pair of phoenix eyes. She took the newspaper and was about to unfold it when she saw Hu Qigu walking in with Marshal Zhang.
"Second Madam."
"Huh? This is-"
Hu Qigu said: "These people are here to visit the master."
"Oh," Guan Xiyi nodded, stood up and said, "Then you guys sit down first, I'll go up and tell him to come down." Turning around, she caught a glimpse of the fat cat sleeping soundly in the corner of the sofa. Guan Xiyi frowned, and went up to grab the fat cat's neck.
He reprimanded: "You are a lazy boy, you will eat and sleep when the weather comes. Follow me up to practice."
Strangely enough, the fat cat woke up suddenly, opened its mouth and uttered: "Two..." When he caught a glimpse of Marshal Zhang and others, he immediately changed to a normal cat meow.
Marshal Zhang took his second sister Zhang Huaiying and sat down on the sofa, already frowning. Everything in Fei Jingting's house was weird, the maids were too pretty, and the third and second ladies were also prettier than the last.
That's all. He was good at moving objects through the air just now, so he couldn't fake it. Marshal Zhang stared at the newspaper for a long time but couldn't see any mechanism. And the fat cat, his eyes were extremely humane, and his voice just now clearly meant something.
Called 'Second Lady'.
Previously, when Yang Jinglin said that Fei Jingting had great supernatural powers, Marshal Zhang scorned him and thought that Fei Jingting knew some charlatanism. But now he was not sure, and he secretly wondered, could it be that Fei Jingting is really an extraordinary person?
After a while, before Fei Jingting came down, a woman jumped down from upstairs. The woman was wearing a pink coat and skirt, with a woman's hair ornament, but she was very short, and she looked no more than fourteen or five years old.
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The woman, who still had a gauze hanging on her shoulders, jumped down and her eyes swept past Marshal Zhang, but stopped on Zhang Huaiying.
"Huh? I think I've seen you before."
Zhang Huaiying stood up quickly and said: "Hello, I, I..."
Fu Yunzhao smiled and said: "Are you here to see Jingting? Wait a moment, he is practicing in the study and will come down soon. Hu Qigu, serve tea to the guests. I have to go out to do some things, so I won't accompany you."
"Oh, don't worry about us."
After being polite, Fu Yunzhao ran away humming a weird tune.
The fragrant tea was served. Marshal Zhang happened to be thirsty. He took a sip and immediately felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. The tea had a unique taste, but Marshal Zhang couldn't name it.
After a while, I saw a young man in a moon-white gown coming down the stairs. The young man looked quite handsome. At first glance, he seemed to be in his early twenties, but after a closer look, he felt that he was in his mid-twenties.
Hu Qigu called "Master", and the excited Zhang Huaiying immediately stood up to greet her, and even Marshal Zhang also stood up.
Fei Jingting smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to be so polite. Everyone, sit down. Mr. Zhang, please sit down quickly."
Marshal Zhang suddenly frowned: "Mr. Fei, do you know me?"
He had just given his name and said his surname was Zhang, but he did not say where he was from. Moreover, he followed Hu Qigu the whole time, and he was sure that Hu Qigu had no time to go upstairs to report.
Fei Jingting secretly cursed in his heart, Marshal Zhang... I have seen this face often. He was the most prodigal son in the Republic of China. It is difficult not to remember him.
"So we know each other."
"Oh? Where has Mr. Fei seen me?" Shaoshuai Zhang asked.
Fei Jingting smiled and said nothing. There was no way to answer this, so there was no need to answer, just smile. He was pretending to be mysterious and had deceived Yang Jinglin so many times. Fei Jingting had already become familiar with it.
"Please drink tea. This tea is night tea that I picked from the mountains in western Hunan. It has a unique flavor."
Marshal Zhang picked up the tea cup suspiciously, but he couldn't taste it. He couldn't tell when he had seen Fei Jingting.
Zhang Huaiying on the side couldn't help it anymore: "Mr. Fei, I begged my brother to bring me here this time just because I want to ask Mr. Fei for a copy of your new book."
"oh?"
Zhang Huaiying added: "I searched all the bookstores in Jinmen a few days ago, but I couldn't find it. Your books are selling too fast."
Fei Jingting laughed dumbly and said, "The publisher just sent me some sample books, please wait a moment."
Fei Jingting got up and went to the study to get a book, and wrote a dedication message. These days, when he had free time, he would practice calligraphy with his pen, and now his handwriting could be barely readable.
When he came downstairs and handed the book into the hands of the little girl, Zhang Huaiying was overjoyed. When he opened the pages of the book, he saw a passage written on the title page: Study hard and make progress every day - Liang Yong.
Zhang Huaiying hurriedly stood up and thanked him, but Fei Jingting waved his hand and said: "Thank you, no need, but it's a little early for you to read this book-" His eyes turned to Marshal Zhang: "Master Zhang is just right."
Marshal Zhang thought that Fei Jingting was planning to use some kind of political trick on him, so he immediately stopped talking and asked directly: "I heard from Director Yang that Mr. Fei's Taoism is so profound that he can enter and leave Jiuyou as easily as he can?"
Fei Jingting pondered for a moment and said: "It's hard to say, but I think there are not many people in this world who are more profound than me."
This is not Fei Jingting's nonsense. In Longhu Mountain and his party, Zhang Tianshi's Taoism is not as good as Fei Jingting's, and the other high Taoists are at most as different as Fei Jingting. But if he really takes action, he is in Tianshi
In the mansion, Fei Jingting could even defeat Zhang Tianshi, so how could he still be afraid of those high priests?
There may be some masters practicing in seclusion in the world, but as long as Fei Jingting is given a few more years, he will be worthy of being the number one here in terms of Taoism and Taoism.
After hearing Fei Jingting's big words, Marshal Zhang crossed his legs and asked, "What does Mr. Fei know?"
Fei Jingting was delighted: "It depends on what Marshal Zhang wants to see."
The Zhili-Anhui War came to an end, and the Zhili clique took over the capital. In less than two years, a war would break out between the Zhili and Fenghuang. There were two wars between the Zhili and Fenghuang, and then the Fengcian took over the capital.
Fei Jingting made good friends with Marshal Zhang for no other reason. One was to have a military leader to take care of his affairs, and the other was... Marshal Zhang had a great family fortune, such a strong industrial base, and the Northeastern Army of 200,000 men. If possible
, Fei Jingting wanted to try to see if he could reverse Marshal Zhang's fear of the sun.
During the Fengtian Incident, when the Japanese troops attacked the vanguard of Peking University Camp, they used blank ammunition at first, and all the artillery shells were training ammunition. It can be seen that the Japanese were also afraid at that time. If the Northeast Army rose up to resist, the Japanese would probably retreat immediately.
I guess it was training.
It's a pity that Marshal Zhang was afraid of the Japanese and wanted to preserve his own strength, so the Japanese swallowed up more than a million square kilometers of land in the Northeast within half a year.
Marshal Zhang thought for a moment and said, "Can Mr. Fei tell fortunes?"
Fei Jingting glanced at Marshal Zhang and said, "Young Marshal will live a long life."
It's a short story, but in fact the young marshal lived to be one hundred and one years old.
"What about me?" Zhang Huaiying asked from the side.
Fei Jingting pondered for a while, and his soul sneaked into the small world, and he actually found Zhang Huaiying's information in the library. When he returned to his body, Fei Jingting frowned and said: "It's considered a long life... but my fate is rough."
Zhang Huaiying became nervous.
Fei Jingting said: "The marriage is not very good."
This Babu was the son of Prince Darhan, who was born to be a rough-and-tumble man, but with limited intelligence. Marshal Zhang betrothed Zhang Huaiying to him purely for the purpose of stabilizing the grassland. To put it bluntly, it was a political marriage.
Zhang Dashuai is a ruthless person and doesn't care whether his daughter is happy or not.
Seeing the red circles in his second sister's eyes, Marshal Zhang couldn't help but look down on Babu. After pondering for a moment, he changed the subject and said, "Mr. Fei, why don't you help me look at something else?"
"What do you want to see, young marshal?"
"For example...marriage?"
The fourth young master of the Republic of China, Marshal Zhang naturally has a close friend. It is said that Marshal Zhang has been married for a long time. His first wife is Yu Fengzhi, whom Marshal Zhang has chosen. This girl is virtuous and kind, and is a good handler in housekeeping. She is three years older than Marshal Zhang.
He was always tolerant of Shaoshuai Zhang. Later, when Shaoshuai Zhang went out to hang out, he had to ask this eldest sister for advice when he wanted to bring a girl into his house.
Fei Jingting smiled and said nothing. He raised his right hand and pointed out four fingers. He originally meant Miss Zhao Si, whom he had met twice before. Unexpectedly, Marshal Zhang looked at the four fingers and felt something.
I was thinking, but I remembered the fourth lady of the Gu family I met at the reception a few days ago.
Just when Marshal Zhang was about to ask something more, Fei Jingting said, "Three questions have passed today. If Marshal wants to ask again, why not come back another day?"
Marshal Zhang wondered: "Mr. Fei still has this rule?"
Fei Jingting stretched out his hand and gestured to the ceiling: "The secret must not be leaked. The tea has gone cold. Marshal Zhang, please come back."
After saying that, Fei Jingting stood up and asked Hu Qigu who was waiting at the side to see off the guests. He used an escape technique and disappeared with a flick of his sleeves.
It turned into a living person! It shocked Marshal Zhang!
Not only Marshal Zhang, but also the guards, the driver, and even Zhang Huaiying were all dumbfounded. These days, it is easy for people who really have Taoism not to show it in front of others. Most people usually see Taoist priests opening altars. How have they ever seen such a miraculous thing?
Magic?
Hu Qigu secretly complained about "Aixian", and then smiled and said: "The master has gone to practice, please come back."
After recovering from the shock, Marshal Zhang was a little more reserved. The guards behind him took a deep breath: "A living god!"
Marshal Zhang turned back and glared at the guard, nodded, and followed Hu Qigu out of the bungalow.
Arriving at the door, Marshal Zhang couldn't help but glance at Hu Qigu and said, "How much do you get paid per month for working at Mr. Fei's place?"
"Where do the wages come from? I work for free."
Zhang Shaoshuai said directly: "How about you come to my house? How about I give you eight yuan a month?"
Hu Qigu glanced at him and suddenly burst into laughter: "Eight yuan? Haha, forget about the money. I like to eat roasted chicken, preferably Goubangzi's roasted chicken. Remember to give it to me on every new year and festival.
I'll just serve the roasted chicken."
Zhang Shaoshuai blinked and suddenly felt that what Hu Qigu said was becoming less and less human.