Manager Ma was astonished and circled around Feng Jueyu. While watching, he exclaimed: "My uncle is indeed a talented person. The old man Ma Chengyun has seen my uncle before..."
As he spoke, Manager Ma bent down deeply and gave a straight 90-degree salute...
Feng Jueyu sighed and hurriedly helped Manager Ma up, exchanging pleasantries: "Mr. Ma, you're so polite..."
Wang Tong smiled happily and introduced: "Uncle, this is the general manager of Qinghou Village, Ma Chengyun, who is also the master's old servant. He has been living here ten years ago and is in charge of all the affairs of the village.
He is well organized and is the person that the master trusts the most..."
Manager Ma listened to Wang Tong's generous praise and waved his hands hurriedly: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I'm an old man with nothing to do. I can only live my life guarding the gate and protecting the courtyard for my master."
Feng Jueyu followed up and exchanged greetings: "Keeping the gate and guarding the courtyard is the most tiring and tiring work. Manager Ma guards Ruoda's house and works hard, but his contribution is indispensable, so why should I be ashamed?"
Manager Ma was quite surprised when he heard this. According to what he heard, this young man was just waiting to die. He didn't expect that his words and deeds were so decent and kind. What on earth was going on?
He looked at Wang Tong in confusion, but what he got was Wang Tong's wry smile. Manager Ma understood in his heart that his uncle's personality may have changed over the years.
This is a good thing. The eldest lady's marriage has always been a problem for the Shangguan government. Now that it's over, my uncle's prodigal son has turned around and his temperament has changed drastically, so he won't wrong the eldest lady.
"Uncle, please speak inside..."
Manager Ma enthusiastically invited Feng Jueyu into the village, and called for the scary men to take away the horses of the Thirteen Guards...
After entering the garden, before taking a look at the famous Qinghou Village in the south of the country, several people heard a domineering curse coming from the manor: "Asshole, I came to live in Qinghou Village to give you face, but you actually
You dare to entertain me with such things, I am so impatient..."
"Wow!"
The sound came, followed by the sound of porcelain bowls and porcelain plates being knocked over on the floor, which happened to interrupt the conversation between Feng Jueyu and Manager Ma...
Everyone frowned and walked in the direction of the sound, bypassing a small garden and walking into a courtyard.
The courtyard is the guest room of Qinghou Village. It is not luxurious, but it is elegant and unique. The courtyard is also full of flowers and plants, and the scenery is quite unique.
The morning wind dew has not yet dripped from the elm leaves, and the crystals are shining like pearls embedded in them. The flowers in the yard are fragrant, colorful, pleasant and refreshing...
However, such a beautiful scene in such an early morning, the original tranquility was broken by the vulgar insults and noise in the yard.
In the yard, a handsome young man stood under the elm tree with a sinister look, pointing at two maids kneeling on the ground and yelling curses, using vulgar words that were offensive to the ears.
"Look at the looks of you two, are you both dead? You guys didn't give me a good look this early in the morning. Get the hell out of here and let two more decent people come in to serve me...
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What was spilled on the ground was breakfast and various side dishes, which were still steaming hot. Although it looked a little lighter at first glance, it had a lot of variety. But it was really a waste that such a rich breakfast was spilled before you could even enjoy it.
very……
Feng Jueyu is a person who has seen strong winds and waves. He has experienced many hardships for his missions. He almost starved to death twice due to lack of food. It is the most shameful thing to waste. After seeing everything that happened inside, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but twist his head.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is this? So arrogant?"
When Manager Ma saw this, he sighed helplessly, said "Uncle, wait a moment", and walked over quickly.
"Master Jin, please don't be angry. I'll ask them to prepare a new breakfast right away." Ma Chengyun said in a low voice and ordered his servants to leave quickly.
Hearing this, the "Jin Gongzi" snorted coldly: "You know what I'm doing, Ma Chengyun, are you ready for the snow walk that I want? This place is so dirty, you won't let me stay another night."
Manager Ma frowned slightly and said: "I sincerely invite you, Mr. Jin. I told you yesterday that there are only thirty Taoxue horses shipped from Jingzhou this time. They are on the way now. Even if they are delivered, they will be for thirty black men."
Jia Wei has prepared it. If the young master needs it, the younger one can report it to the Marquis and transport two more horses from Jingzhou. We just have to wait a few days."
The "Jin Gongzi" heard the fire and cursed: "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, do you still have to wait for what I want? I tell you Ma Chengyun, don't use Shangguan Lingyun to pressure me, I won't eat it.
This set will be delivered to you by Tuxue today. I will take away two of them first, and you will deal with the rest by yourselves. Don’t make me angry, otherwise, let alone the black tungsten armor, you will never even think of getting it.”
The more "Mr. Jin" talks, the more outrageous he becomes. He is a typical bully and arrogant, scolding Ma Chengyun bloody.
Just hearing this made Wuming get angry. Feng Jueyu turned sideways and asked, "Who is he?"
Wang Tong's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he lowered his voice and said: "Huangfu Fanyi's grandson, Jin Zixuan of the Jin family in Qinzhou..."
"oh?"
Since he is the grandson of Huangfu Fanyi, he has the ability to be arrogant, but haven't the east and west green forests always been at odds with each other? Why did this kid come to Qinghou Village to act wild?
Seeing that Feng Jueyu didn't understand, Wang Tong said: "Qinghou Villa and Wuyun Villa are one day's journey apart. The two mountains are adjacent. Although the east and west green forests have always been different, they are still connected in various ways. This Jin Zixuan is Huangfu's
The only son of Fan's daughter, who lost his mother at a young age, he was pampered and raised by Huangfu Fanyi from an early age, and grew up to become a tyrant in Wuyun Mountain. Not long ago, Master Dao Xiaohou transported thirty horses of Taxue from Jingzhou to Hei
Wei Jia is used as a mount, and they are afraid that they will be asked for it by Feng. Huh, this kid is threatening him with tungsten steel ore and black tungsten armor. He clearly does not take Qinghouzhuang seriously. I really want to beat him up...
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Not to mention Wang Tong and Feng Jueyu, even the Thirteen Guardsmen of Yanling, who never liked to talk, felt angry when they saw that a good breakfast was wasted, and they were still clamoring to find two beautiful women to serve him. What a shame.
Damn, you deserve a beating...
Feng Jueyu said: "In that case, let's fight..."
"Fight?" Wang Tong just vented his anger verbally, and had no intention of taking action at all. Furthermore, although this is the junction of East and West Green Forest, it is actually the territory of West Green Forest. Who dares to take Huangfu Fanyi's grandson?
Taking it out?
"Uncle, we don't dare. If Huangfu Fanyi is angered, it's no joke." Wang Tong said, and then looked at Feng Jueyu thoughtfully.
Feng Jueyu is such a fine person, but he was startled when he heard this: "You don't dare, do you mean I dare?"
Wang Tong didn't say anything else, he just reminded: "Master said that when we go to Qinghou Village this time, we will obey my uncle's instructions for everything."
"Huh?" Feng Jueyu tilted his nose angrily, and he guessed something in his mind, and said: "Wang Tong, the old man asked me to come here this time, I'm afraid it's not just about training the black-armored guards and negotiating business, right? Say, old man
Do you have something you want to tell me?"
When Wang Tong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. Before he came, Shangguan Lingyun had indeed confessed a few words, asking him to tell Feng Jueyu at the right time. However, Wang Tong didn't expect that he hadn't said it yet. His uncle had also guessed it, and his uncle had also guessed it.
Too shrewd.
Wang Tong laughed and said: "The master didn't say anything else. He just asked me to tell my uncle that the business this time is not easy to negotiate. I will let my uncle act according to the situation. Also, for such a thing, the master asked me to go to Qinghou."
Zhuang will give it to my uncle again..."
As he spoke, Wang Tong took out something from his arms. Feng Jueyu Dingqing took a look, but it was a golden tube made of pure gold with a mechanism on it, similar to a signal tube...
"This is..." Feng Jueyu wondered...
Wang Tongdao: "Qinghou Huoxin..."
"Qinghou Huoxin?"
I have never seen or heard of it. The Qinghou Fire Sign is a token that commands the Tiannan Green Forest. Legend has it that once the Qinghou Fire Sign comes out, all the Tiannan Green Forest will be led by the person who holds the fire letter. There will be mountains of swords and seas of fire...
Shangguan Lingyun brought "Qinghou Huo Xin" over and gave it to him, obviously because he wanted him to regain the West Green Forest.
Without thinking too much, Feng Jueyu guessed that Shangguan Lingyun had another intention from what Wang Tong told him about the separatist situation in Tiannan Green Forest and the token he took out.
And this intention was almost revealed from Wang Tong's mouth...
"Well, the old man's recent thoughts are a bit cruel." Feng Jueyu tilted his lips and thought of that sentence and himself who was specially chosen to discuss business.
Do evil people only suffer from evil people?
Think of me as a villain, come to Wuyun Mountain in person, take the Qinghou Fire Letter, and prepare to take back the West Green Forest?
Old man, you think too highly of me...
Feng Jueyu scratched his head speechlessly. This matter was really troublesome. Now it seems that those thirty black-armored guards were not prepared for nothing. They were probably used to increase his confidence.
Come on!
Now that you are here, you should take care of things properly and repay the old man's kindness. Moreover, you can only be motivated when you are under pressure. This is indeed a good opportunity to train the black armor guards...
Feng Jueyu glared at Wang Tong with a smirk on his face, then reached out to grab Qinghou Huoxin, put it in his arms, and said while holding his breath: "Let me clean up the mess that I haven't figured out for decades.
, not to mention giving a few more masters, the old man really regards me as a person."
"Hehe!" Wang Tong smiled evilly and remained silent, nodding and bowing without any trace of his expert demeanor.
However, he knew that his uncle had changed recently, and that he was responsible for several big commotions in Tiannan. People like Xu Zixiong and Xu Ziyang had all obediently accepted their submission. Now, this person who does not know the heights of heaven and earth, and who has the power to bring trouble to the world, is now being treated.
The ruthless horn has moved to Wuyun Mountain. Huangfu Fanyi, you old man, just wait to suffer.
As expected, Feng Jueyu finished collecting the Qinghou Huoxin and coughed twice, pretending to be fine, and immediately called the thirteen Yanling assassins who were following him, pointed at Jin Zixuan and said: "Twelve, thirteen,
Flatten this kid into a round shape and throw him out, he will look upset."