Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

When the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant in August, the Chengdu Plain was still in the midst of a bitter war. Many rumors started to spread from the south of the Yangtze River and spread along the canal to Bianjing.

A woman is in power, Si Chen. Ling Qingyu's usurpation of power is the source of all military disasters. He is even more licentious. From the appearance of a general to a high-ranking official down to a bodyguard, all his subordinates are murderous and bloodthirsty. My generation, first the Rakshasa Army exterminated the family and the clan, and then there was the assassination by the Dark Walkers. How can such an unjust and unclean person sit in such a high position?

Rumors spread to Bianjing, the Central Plains, and Chang'an, causing undercurrents and various speculations.

Father! Fan Zheng hurried into the study, glanced at the uncles in the study, and asked anxiously: Is the Fan family involved in these rumors?

My nephew's words are so false, how can you say they are rumors? Mr. Fan replied calmly, stroking his white beard.

Fan Zheng bowed to several people in the room, but still looked at Old Mrs. Fan and said, Father, the Fan family has been ordered to go to peace talks this time. I wonder what the outcome of the peace talks will be?

Zheng'er, our Fan family is also a century-old family, with a family of poems and etiquette. You should also know what loyalty, justice, benevolence and filial piety are. Can we tolerate what the Ling family has done? Old Mrs. Fan pointed at the book table with his finger. He scolded sternly.

Nephew, we are just giving He Li a helping hand. That woman Ling Qingyu has such a reputation, isn't He Li just able to pull her off the stage and get up on his own? Mr. Fan San laughed.

Then what? Fan Zheng looked blank and turned around and said: Then those who support Ling Qingyu, such as Ye Shiyi of the Rakshasa Army, will definitely not stop, split with He Li and start an expedition?

I just don't know whether He Li's million-strong army or Ye Shiyi's 100,000 Rakshasa army will win? Mr. Fan looked at his eldest brother with a smile on his face.

Father, in the land under the Ling family's jurisdiction now, the roads are not picked up and the houses are not closed at night. The people are rich and the taxes are full. In a few years after the unification of the world, it will definitely be in a prosperous age, with the country rich and the people strong. Why must we destroy such a prospect? Whether it is Zhao Mingliang or the King of Tang, who can achieve this? Is the future of this country more important, or...

A snapping sound interrupted Fan Zheng's words, and Old Master Fan said angrily: Evil son! When you took part in the Ling family's affairs, I can forgive you because you had no choice but to say such words now? In the prosperous age, I can forgive you. Well, isn’t this achievement also due to the strength of our family? As long as we have the power, then the world will only be better, and there will no longer be anything that makes women go out and show off!

His face was tilted to one side, and Fan Zheng smiled bitterly and said: Father, do you really think those rumors are useful? Ling Qingyu has been the home of the Ling family for more than ten years. What kind of person she is, don't those common people know? She was killed by the Rakshasa Army. They are all rich and powerful families with a lot of evil, and the people can only applaud them, so how can they feel disgusted? As for the assassins, haha, father, is there any evidence and facts that make people believe the existence of those people? Father, this kind of approach of yours is not only unsatisfactory. If she goes into the water, she will plunge the Fan family into a place of death. Ye Shiyi kills people, but he never leaves anyone alive.

The faces of the three of them paled slightly, and Mr. Fan coughed and said, This matter is mainly the fault of the Fu family, and there are also people from the Zhang family of Huai'an involved. It has little to do with us...

If we talk about evidence, it's not that there is no evidence... Mr. Fan San narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of sinisterness: But we have to sum up this matter. Since that woman pretends to respect the inheritance of etiquette, We have to deal with this matter, let’s see what she says then?!”

Father, I have applied to Mr. Zhu to go back to Hedong Road to be the magistrate of Taiyuan. I won't say goodbye to the elders tomorrow. After giving a deep bow, Fan Zhen turned and left.

A bunch of old diehards! Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Fan Zhen punched the tree trunk, and then walked to his yard holding the painful hand. He only cared about his own interests and ignored the interests of the country. The aristocratic family, the aristocratic family has fallen to this! Fan Ye, it's better that you see things clearly. That's fine. I hope we can preserve this bit of Fan family heritage...

Those old men! We shouldn't have spared their lives in the first place! Ying Qi said angrily as he punched the wall.

Glancing at the hole in the wall, Yan Yi said calmly: The same goes for killing now.

I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do it now. It would be equivalent to sending it up ourselves, which would really prove the master's crime. Ying Ten turned a knife in his hand, turned to look at Ying Thirteen, and said, What do you think? ?”

Ten, how many more people can we use in Jiangnan? The autumn sunshine filtered through the cracks in the trees, casting colorful shadows on Ying Shisan's face, and his slightly closed eyes hid all the emotions in his eyes.

Zhao Mingliang didn't touch our roots. He just damaged some of the people who were following him. However, there is some danger over Shopkeeper Cai. Should we send someone to pick him out first? Ying Shi glanced at him and asked.

Be prepared. He Li will attack Jiangnan before the end of the year. Ying Thirteen's words made the other three people a little stunned. Ying Seven said excitedly: So Chengdu can definitely be won? Look at those What else can one think about!

Ying Shisan smiled coldly and said: Ye Shiyi returned to Yuzhou last month, and the Rakshasa Army he left in Chuzhou was also taken away, so they thought it was between Shiyi and He Li. When we have differences, aren’t we just trying to spread these rumors to give He Li a ladder?”

Ye Shiyi, several people looked at each other and made a tacit agreement not to mention this person's name.

But I always feel that they may have another plan. Although these rumors are indeed bad for the master's reputation, they have no real effect. As long as we publicize what the master has done over the years, it will naturally be broken. For the Murong family, this is not just a trick. Ying Shi said in a deep voice.

As for the last move..., the most lethal thing was naturally that incident. Did anyone escape at that time? Ying Thirteen stood up straight and said: Yan Yi Ying Qi, keep an eye on Fan Fuzhang's family, and take back-up moves. I'm afraid they will come out soon.

Understood! After responding, Yan Yi and Ying Qi left the small courtyard.

Looking at the shadow on Ying Shisan's face, Ying Shi frowned and said, Shisan, what are you thinking about?

Ten, these days, you are familiar with the affairs of the Red Mansion with Ye Po. Ying Shisan's voice was calm, but the faint uneasiness in Ying Shi's heart suddenly turned into suspicion. He grabbed Ying Shisan's arm and said anxiously: Thirteen, what exactly are you going to do?”

Ten, my health is already very bad, Ying Shisan smiled calmly and said: After the last injury, not only did my kung fu drop by half, but my heart and lungs were also not working well. Now you two are hindered by the friendship between you and me. , To be honest, with my current skills, who can I suppress?

You are the successor designated by the Seventh Master. Besides, what we rely on now is brains, not brute force. If we talk about martial arts...

Ying Thirteen chuckled lightly, interrupted Ying Ten's words, and said: Ten, let's not be so naive. Let's not talk about others, just Yan Yi and his gang. If they knew that I was not good at kung fu, would I still be like this? Not to mention those people who formed the team! Ye Po has now entered the top ten in martial arts. Even though he usually doesn't talk, he knows everything in his heart. The most important thing is that this kid is loyal to his master and is the most suitable person to take over the Red Mansion.

Is it really just because of his poor health? Ying Shi looked at him suspiciously. Ying Shisan's martial arts has always been the worst, but his brains are unmatched by anyone. When Yan Qi was here, he participated He understood the internal planning of the Red Mansion, and after he took full charge, he integrated the Red Mansion into a hierarchical and tightly structured organization. Even if he was not good at martial arts, no one below would have any objections.

Ten, if I die, please help Ye Po more. There will be no one else around the master.

Ying Shisan spoke in a calm tone, and his voice was so thin that it seemed to melt into the air with the strong scent of osmanthus in an instant.

A new clump of daisies was planted in the yard, and it was blooming beautifully. Clusters of small golden flowers swayed in the wind and made a subtle sound in the night, making the autumn colors come alive.

Such a nimble gesture made Ling Qingyu, who was yawning as he walked from the study to the bedroom, stop and look at the flowers with a smile.

Do you like it? Ying Thirteen opened the door curtain, hugged her waist from behind, followed her gaze, and said with a smile.

Yeah, but you replaced the original precious orchid, I'm afraid Mr. Zhu will talk about it again tomorrow. Ling Qingyu said with a smile, compared to the delicate orchid, she prefers this kind of wild chrysanthemum that blooms enthusiastically and vigorously. It's just that she is lazy, she has always seen what others plant, and will not take the initiative to speak out. However, with Shadow Thirteen here, it won't be long before she is surrounded by things that she really likes.

Well, I saw that he liked it so much, so I sent the ones I replaced to his house. Ying Thirteen said with a smile.

Well! Zhu Weili likes orchids, but he is allergic to them. Ying Shisan, are you sure you are not retaliating against him for saying you are wasting your resources?

Seeing the teasing smile on her lips, Ying Shisan narrowed his eyes like crescent moons, grinned, then pushed her in and whispered: A good night is too short, go to bed early.