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Chapter five hundred and sixty-two old way

"He's back?"

"Ah!" Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment. He had never seen his own girl look like this since she was a child, and there was a hint of eagerness in her expression.

"Yes, I came back yesterday, but..."

"That's good." Li Qingzhao seemed to be relieved and then asked,

"But what?"

"He went out again early this morning, and...and..." Xiaohuan was hesitant to speak, but finally, as if he mustered up the courage, he said,

"Uncle Liang just returned from outside the city and said he saw Mr. Chu on the way. He was enjoying the scenery with Yun Huan'er."

"Yun Huan'er?" Li Qingzhao was startled, and then asked, "Is it the Yun Fairy who is proficient in music and is known as the most talented girl in Bianjing City's piano music?"

"That's her."

Xiaohuan nodded, but his eyes couldn't help but look at her. Sure enough, this news had an impact on his girl, and her originally bright eyes were dimmed.

"Yun Huan'er is very talented, and her beauty is even more outstanding. I've heard of it too. I'm afraid any man can't help but fall in love with such a strange woman, right?"

"No matter how outstanding she is, it doesn't matter. She is not a brothel girl, how can she be compared with a girl? To take a step back, even if Mr. Chu really likes her and redeems her life, he can only take her as a concubine and take the position of the first wife.

Only girls are suitable."

"You... what are you talking nonsense about? Who wants to marry him?"

Li Qingzhao's cheeks turned red immediately, and he cursed angrily. She really didn't expect that Xiaohuan would be so frank and say these shameful words directly. Besides, you are thinking too far, so far, she has not even

Haven't said a word to the other person yet?

"Hehe, it turns out that the girl doesn't like him. It's because the maid is overthinking it." Xiaohuan patted her chest, as if she suddenly realized it. However, the smile in her eyes could not be concealed at all.

"You have learned how to arrange things for me." Li Qingzhao laughed and said again,

"Bring the snacks he sent a few days ago, I want to eat them."

"Ah, it's been a few days and it's not fresh anymore. Let me go get some new ones I bought yesterday." After hearing this, Xiaohuan looked a little panicked for some reason.

"No, just eat that." Li Qingzhao seemed quite stubborn and urged again,

"Go quickly, I'm hungry."

"That...that...girl, you only ate a few pieces and then said you had no appetite, and then you fell into a coma. So, the rest were given to the maid...the maid..."

Hearing this, Li Qingzhao still didn't understand what was going on, so he immediately pretended to be angry and said:

"Okay, you glutton, how dare you eat secretly? I won't punish you today."

"Girl, please spare your life..."



One city is Song Dynasty and half is water, one is Suzhou, two are Hangzhou and three are Bianzhou. Since ancient times, Kaifeng has been known as the water city in the north, and its rise and fall are inextricably linked to the word water.

"What are you thinking about, Master?"

Under the small bridge and flowing water, in the awning boat, the beautiful woman Wu Nong spoke softly and asked each other softly. It must be said that Chu Feng felt very good at this time and was in an unusually relaxed mood.

"What do you think of Bianjing City nowadays, and what about the Song Dynasty?" Chu Feng stood on the bow of the boat with his hands folded, looking at the bustling and lively scenes along the river, and suddenly asked.

"Ah!" Yun Huan'er was stunned for a moment. Obviously, this question was a bit profound, and she didn't know how to answer it for a while. She thought about it secretly for a moment, and then replied,

"Wealthy and prosperous, the first in ancient and modern times."

"That's not an exaggeration."

Chu Feng nodded. If we only talk about city size and total economic output, Bianjing City is indeed ranked first in ancient times. Even Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, is also slightly behind.

However, it is just wealth. It is like a delicious and tempting super cake. It is placed there naked. How can it not attract the surrounding wolves?

More importantly, the people of the Song Dynasty worshiped literature but suppressed martial arts and were so complacent that they did not notice this at all. In other words, some people noticed it, but they were completely overwhelmed by the illusion of wealth and prosperity.

"The age of entertainment to death."

Chu Feng thought of the bustling scene of tourists crowded with people during the Double Ninth Festival, and sighed inexplicably.

"Young master, are you worried that your prosperity will lead to decline?" Yun Huan'er was already extremely smart, and she immediately sensed the other person's thoughts and asked softly.

"Do you think so?"

"This..." Yun Huan'er paused for a while and murmured,

"The Song Dynasty occupies a prosperous land in the Central Plains. Starting from Taizu, seven generations of emperors spent a hundred years working hard to govern, and now it is extremely prosperous. In this way, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the soldiers are well-fed. Even if there are Liao, Xixia, Tubo, Dali, etc.

We are waiting all around, but we can’t hurt the root.”

Chu Feng turned around and glanced at the other party in surprise. He didn't expect that a woman from a brothel could have such knowledge. Moreover, the other party's confidence was probably the mainstream thinking of the military and civilians both inside and outside the imperial court.

It is a pity that a Yuanyou party struggle has actually begun to shake the foundation of the Song Dynasty. What's more, if history does not change its course, another gravedigger will appear on the scene. If a century-old operation collapses, I am afraid that everyone will

Unexpectedly.

These words were not spoken. Chu Feng was silent for a long time, and kept thinking about Zhao Ji in his heart. Through Yun Huan'er's test, it was obvious that the other party had dragon energy to protect his body, which was difficult to deal with.

Beside him, Yun Huan'er stood quietly without making a sound to disturb him. A pair of bright eyes stared at the other party closely, and he was unconsciously fascinated.

"Brother Chu..."

But at this moment, a familiar shout suddenly sounded, waking the two of them up in an instant. Looking up, they saw another large boat slowly rowing up on the river not far away, with a man and a woman standing on it.

Two figures.

Chu Feng was slightly surprised to find that it was the Lu brothers and sisters who came. The difference was that today, Miss Lu had changed into a emerald green women's clothing. She looked pretty, pretty and extremely pleasant.

"Brother Chu, it's really fate that you and I can meet here." As the building boat approached, Lu Wenyang spoke first and laughed loudly. However, his eyes faintly glanced at Yun Huan'er aside, with a strange look.

Passed by in a flash.

"That's true." Chu Feng cupped his hands and then asked tentatively,

"Brother Wen Yang, are you out for fun?"

Winter is about to begin, and next year's provincial examination is not far away. With Lu Wenyang's temperament, he should stay at home and study hard at this time.

"Ahem, let's combine work and rest, come out and relax."

Lu Wenyang coughed dryly and glanced at his little sister unnaturally. He didn't want to say that he came out because he was pestered by his little sister.

"We just happened to meet each other, why don't we come together, Brother Chu?"

"That's fine."

Chu Feng did not refuse, paid the boat owner to send him away, and then took Yun Huan'er with him to board the other party's boat.

"Just now, I was blind, I guess this person is Yun Xianzi, a famous Qin Dao master in Bianjing, right?" As soon as Fang stood still, Lu Wenyang bowed respectfully and asked proactively.

"I am just a humble person, how can I bear such a title?" Yun Huan'er returned the gift generously. Her expression was calm and indifferent, without any sign of inferiority. She turned her eyes to one side, and then

road,

"This sister has a stunning face and a orchid temperament, so she truly deserves the reputation of a fairy."

"Hehe, sister is really good at talking. Lan'er's heart was so happy when she heard it."

Today's Lu Xiaomei obviously no longer has the restraints of that day, and her nature has recovered a lot, with a delicate and savage look. While speaking, she has already jumped over and took the initiative to hold the other person's arm.

"Ahem, my roommate is young and doesn't understand etiquette. I hope you can forgive me."

"The young master's love for his young sister is really touching."

Yun Huan'er smiled lightly, but didn't say anything further. Essentially speaking, she was only seventeen years old, but unfortunately she entered the world of mortals early and was among all kinds of people, and her heart had already matured.

"If the Lord hadn't appeared..."

As if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes suddenly looked at Chu Feng, his eyes full of strange brilliance.

"Brother Chu is so lucky to have met such a beautiful confidante. I am really envious of him." Lu Wenyang couldn't see the undisguised affection when the other party looked at Chu Feng, and congratulated with a smile.

"It's such a small thing, it's nothing to worry about." Chu Feng shook his head slightly and without further explanation, he turned to,

"This building looks luxurious. Can I take a look inside?"

"Of course, please, Brother Chu."

The two entered the cabin one after the other and ignored the two women outside.

"Sister Huan'er, who are you and Brother Chu?" Without anyone else present, Lu Xiaomei became bolder. She took the other person's arm and asked quietly.

"I think it's a pity..."

Yun Huan'er shook her head slightly, with a hint of unspeakable melancholy in her expression. Lu Xiaomei blinked her bright eyes, but did not continue, and then said,

"Sister Huan'er doesn't know. My eldest brother spent a lot of money to buy this building. The environment inside is very good. I'll take you to visit it."

"Okay." Yun Huan'er put away her thoughts and responded with a smile.



On the Bianhe River, there are densely packed boats, and there are many pedestrians on both sides of the river bank.

At this time, somewhere in an inconspicuous place, an old man wearing a black robe was standing quietly, looking at a certain building boat above the river in silence for a long time.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

A crisp questioning voice came from beside him, but it was a young child who was also wearing a Taoist robe. From his voice, it was obvious that he was a little girl.

"My teacher has calculated recently and found that the secret of heaven has suddenly become a little hazy and unclear, but I don't know why." The old Taoist did not answer, but turned to talk about other things,

"I heard from His Highness Prince Duan that a Taoist true cultivator came to Bianjing City, named Feiyun Master. I think he is the man just now."

"Master said he is a true cultivator, but Yinger doesn't look like it. It would be more appropriate to say he is a Confucian scholar." Xiaodao Tong Yinger replied.

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance. This Master Feiyun is really extraordinary. Apart from the known information, the rest is incomprehensible even to a poor Taoist. It is unfathomable!" The old Taoist stroked his beard and then said again.

,

"You go back first. I want to meet this real person and see which sect he comes from?"

"Ah" Na Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then her lips flattened and she was about to cry,

"My disciple is so young and still a girl. If you ask me to go back by myself, what if I get kidnapped and kidnapped?"

"It's just you, it's good if you don't deceive the kidnapper." The old Taoist seemed to know his little apprentice well and was not moved at all. He flicked the fly whisk in his hand and walked straight towards the river ahead.

"If you don't take it, don't take it. Who cares?"

Na Ying'er snorted, but turned around directly and disappeared into the crowd without fear.



"I haven't seen you for a few days, what are you busy with, Brother Chu?"

In the cabin, Lu Wenyang asked Chu Feng to sit down and waited until the servants brought him hot tea before he asked.

"I have given up the imperial examination, so I have nothing to do." Chu Feng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth, and said with a smile,

"Brother Xian, you are probably under a lot of pressure, right?"

Lu Wenyang's father is the head of the Lu family, and he is the only child of his family. Naturally, his family has high hopes for him, and he attaches great importance to next year's provincial examination.

"The one who knows me is Brother Chu." Lu Wenyang sighed and continued,

"To be honest, I am also a little worried. If I fail the exam, I will be fine. My parents at home will be extremely sad."

"Is that so?" Chu Feng was slightly startled, as if he suddenly thought of something, and asked again,

"My dear brother, you know, Wei Jin, how confident are Yuan Li and the others about this imperial examination?"

"The problem between Yuanli and Xingchen is not big. As for Weijin, I think Brother Chu should know better than me. His interest is not in this." Lu Wenyang replied.

"My dear brother, there is no need to underestimate yourself. Your talent is not inferior to these two. What if... Huh?"

Chu Feng was about to continue, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head, looked in a direction outside the cabin and remained silent.

"Brother Chu, what is this?" Lu Wenyang asked aloud, but was interrupted by the other party raising his hand. The next moment, he heard a song suddenly coming from outside the cabin,

"The Immeasurable Blessed Heavenly Lord, a poor Taoist passes by by chance. Can I ask for a cup of tea from your noble master?"

"Ah, Taoist Master, wait a moment, I'll report it right away."

There were servants outside, so I didn’t dare to neglect them and hurriedly ran into the cabin.

"Sir, outside..."

"I know, please invite the Taoist priest in." After hearing this, Lu Wenyang gave the order directly. The servant did not hesitate, turned around and cleared the cabin again.

"Brother Chu..."

"It doesn't matter. The visitor is a guest, so just treat him with courtesy."

Chu Feng smiled and comforted the other party. After hearing this and seeing his calm appearance, for some reason, Lu Wenyang also felt calm in his heart.

At this time, the servants had already led the guests in, but it was an old Taoist priest with a whisker in his hand and a childish face and bright hair. As soon as he came in, he looked at Chu Feng, who was drinking tea calmly and unhurriedly, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"We are destined to meet each other. This Taoist priest, please take a seat quickly."

As the master, Lu Wenyang must have enough etiquette.

"The layman is so kind, I am deeply grateful." The old Taoist was not polite, found a seat, and sat down directly. He looked at Chu Feng again, paused, and said again,

"May I ask if this fellow Taoist is Master Feiyun?"

"Brother Taoist, do you recognize Mr. Chu?" Chu Feng put down the tea cup and asked in surprise.

"My fellow Taoist was born in Hangzhou. I didn't expect that in just ten months, he became the famous Feiyun Master in Bianjing City. Such a transformation really made me curious. I wonder if you can shed some light on this?

"

"To investigate Chu's origins so clearly so quickly, we underestimated the heroes of the world." Chu Feng sneered, suddenly turned his head, and stared into the eyes of the old man,

"It's a pity that Chu has never had the habit of explaining to others. I just don't know how you want to behave, friend?"


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