Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Chapter name: Tan Jizhi, visiting the prison

281. Tan Jizhi, visiting the prison

Although most of the forces in Dingwang have left the capital for a long time, it is easy when Ms. Murray really wants to find someone. After all, it is not the ten years and eight years that the palace of the king is operating in Chujing. The depth of the foundation is definitely not that Tan Jizhi can understand that the former imperial descendants who can barely walk in broad daylight can understand. Therefore, when Tan Jizhi was detained by the people of Wangfu but could not refuse, please go to Dingwangfu, it is still difficult to conceal the look of amazement.

In the hall, the main position of Ink repaired like a smile and stared at the middle-aged man in the hall: "Tan Gongzi... You said this time, how should the king call you? Or say... you have something to do with this. The king replaced your life?"

Wen Yan, Tan Jizhi really does not want to make more defenses. If you have already identified the result to the ink repairer, no matter how you debate it, there is no point in meaning. But he has to work hard for his name. After all, he is not already impatient. Helpless smile: "Ding Wangfu really has a deep foundation, and there is nothing to say in the hands of the prince. Just... I don't know what to do under the anger of the prince?"

Mo Xiuqi looked at Tan Jizhi with great interest, and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is it difficult for Tan Gongzi to be the king to find you to drink tea?"

Tan Jizhi sighs, of course he knows why Mo Xiuzhen came to him, but he did not expect to be found so soon. Sighed, Tan Jizhi simply said: "The things that Wang Ye said are powerless. The idea is that it is coming down, but now it is powerless for the big Chu dynasty. So... Feng San Gongzi, still looking at Haihan." After all, Tan Jizhi also apologized to the phoenix that had never been clear since he saw his face.

Feng Zhiyao sneered without a word, and Tan Jizhi did not care too much to sit and drink tea.

Ink repaired by the back of the chair, looks like a leisurely look at Tan Jizhi. However, the calm face of Tan Jizhi is tightly stretched, and the eyes of ink repair on him seem to be flat. Actually, the pressure given to him is tantamount to the real sword. He knows that he is now in the hands of ink repairing, and that it is a matter of death or survival.

For a long while, Mo Xiuzhen seems to have enough to slowly regain his gaze, and the lips evoke a mocking smile. "Tan Gongzi is here with the king, but waiting for someone to save you?"

One of Tan Ji’s faces, the smile on his face became more and more bitter. “Since it has fallen into the hands of the prince, I dare not do it.” He did not have much hope for those people, and Tan Ji’s eyes are proud of his own eyes. Compared with the ink repairs, those who are intriguing in Chujing are still far away. He did not lose money in the hands of ink repairing. After all, he also helped Mo Jingyi calculate a lot of ink repairs. Even once it was only a little bit, it was able to completely destroy the Ding Wangfu. He just didn't want to be reconciled. He had a big heart in his life, but he was nearly forty in a blink of an eye. Now it’s alive and well in the hands of ink repairing...

In the eyes of Tan Jizhi, the unsatisfied ink repairs are naturally seen in the eyes. He smiles and looks at Tan Jizhi: "Isn't Tan Gongzi doing the white work for the hard work of these years?"

"I am afraid that I am not doing white work, but doing wedding dress for others." Tan Jizhi looked at the silent glass that was sitting next to Mo Xiuzhen. Somewhat annoyed: "Speaking, it seems that since Wang Ye After Wang Hao’s decision, Wang Fu began to transship. Mo Jingjing’s tossing so much is not so much awkward that it’s better to say that it’s better to let the king’s palace be bright and big and cut off the relationship with the big Chu.” The glass of the side of the glass smiled slightly, and looked back at some regrets about Tan Jizhi: "If there is no such thing as before, the person like Tan Gongzi really wants to stay in the palace. In fact, Tan Gongzi does not have to worry, even if you The original plan was successful, and the person who can laugh at the last person will not be you. Because... you have gone in the wrong direction from the beginning. Look at Ren Qining, does Tan Gongzi still know the difference between you and him?"

Tan Jizhi’s face changed. If there is anything in this world that is the pain of a person like Tan Jizhi, then there is no doubt that Ren Qining is definitely one. Tan Jizhi has been very upset since Ren Qining was a descendant of the past and appeared as a forest wish. Lin is willing to have only one. If Ren Qining is a former orphan, what is Tan Qizhi? If he is not a descendant of the former dynasty, what is the purpose of his life? Tan Jizhi did not go to Ren Qining, nor did he go to Lin Dafu to ask, because he faintly felt that the answer was probably that he did not want to see it.

"It seems that this matter does not require Wang Ye to care." Tan Jizhi's face was ugly.

Ink repaired and raised his eyebrows: "It really has nothing to do with this king. Whether you or Ren Qining, this king has never seen it in his eyes."

"Wang Ye is too confident. Somehow I have to forget the misery that the Wangfu fell in the past." Intellect, Tan Jizhi knows that he will never dare to talk back to ink repair. But when I saw the unsatisfactory casualness and indifference in the eyes of Ink repair, the anger in my heart could not help but rise. The most irritating thing is not that you can't fight your enemy, but your enemy has not put you in your eyes from beginning to end.

"So, Tan Gongzi and Mo Jingyan apparently made a stupid thing. Do you think that if it wasn't because the king's palace was the courtier of the big Chu, couldn't you count on the top of the table with the ink of Jingjing?" Although the emperor of the palace, Mo Xiwen, did not have the younger brother's fame and fame, but he was one of the most convinced people. It is absolutely impossible for a person like Mo Xiu to be convinced. "And now... who can stop me?"

Tan Jizhi snorted and his eyes showed unbelief. It’s just that kind of look that seems a bit deliberate and reluctant, and ink repairs don’t take the initiative to wave people to bring people down. Tan Jizhi still has some time to kill, but he will never let him escape from his hands for the second time.

Feng Zhiyao's rude will be taken away by the martial arts of Tan Jizhi, leaving only the glass and ink repairing in the hall. Ye Li slowly replaced the already cooled tea, and renewed a cup of hot tea. The white-haired man with a smile on the opposite side asked: "Is there any plan for Wang Ye? The person like Tan Jizhi..." Tan Jizhi is not a big deal. When he fell into the hands of Dingwangfu, he was martial arts. As long as he was still in the palace, even if he was in the cell, he couldn’t get out of the palace, and he wouldn’t want to make any news. It’s just that Ye Liu thinks of Lin Dafu, who is still in the northwest. She didn’t ask Lin Dafu about Tan Jizhi when she went back last time. After so many years of getting along, and the help of the life-saving grace of the year, Ye Li really took the old man as a relative. She does not want to make the elderly too sad.

"Jumping the clown is gone." Mo Xiu is not clear about the road, "A Li assured, Tan Jizhi and Lin Dafu's relationship I will handle well."

Ye Zi nodded, as long as the ink repairs promised things have always been very reliable. After a slight consideration, I lost it to my head and said to the ink repair: "There is nothing in the capital. Let's go back to the northwest earlier." I am afraid that if I delay later, I will be angry when I go back to my eldest brother.

Ink repaired nodded and smiled. "This time the Feng family's affairs are handled late, and the new emperor's ascendancy should have a result. Then let's go back to the northwest." Although it is time to calculate most things thrown at Xu Qingchen, but Mo Xiuzhen still knows the truth. If the squeeze is too much for Xu Qingchen to sprint, then it will not be worth the loss.

The Feng family said this time is also very unfortunate. Although the merchants and merchants are the last, the merchants have achieved the same level of Fengjia than most people. What's more, Fengjia is the only one of the four richest people in Dachu who is based in Beijing and has a relationship with the royal family. However, since the emperor's death, the Feng family have been divided into several groups in order to support which side is noisy, and the Feng family has been copied cleanly. They have not even been able to figure out why they were being ransacked. A hundred people of the size of a family were imprisoned in the prison of Dali Temple in Beijing. As the so-called tree collapses, the Feng family has been exhausted without warning. From the top to the next, it is not put into the prison. The people who have a good relationship on weekdays are naturally afraid to avoid it, let alone Those who wait for the Feng family to fall apart and have a good meal, where there are people to manage them. The ladies of the original Jin Zun Yugui Jinyi jade food were suddenly thrown into the dirty and dark prison, and naturally they were crying.

The home of the Feng family, Feng Xiyin, the father of Feng Zhiyao, was held in a separate cell. Compared with the wives and children of the other side, as well as other phoenix family members, they are a lot more calm, but they sit back against the wall in the corner of the cell, and there is no response from the call of Mrs. Feng from the cell next to her.

Feng Zhiyao was stopped when he entered Dali Temple. Originally in accordance with the above order, Feng Zhiyao, although cold in relationship with the Feng family, is also the scorpion of the Feng family, and must be held in the cell. However, there is still an identity in the phoenix, the confidant of the king, the deputy of the Mo Jiajun. The people who went to get people thought about it again and again and did not dare to go to the Wangfu to arrest the people. They had to pay back, but the last one was not. However, this Feng Sangongzi still wants to enter the Dali Temple to visit the Feng family, but it is impossible to say.

Feng Zhiyao looked gloomyly at the Dali Temple official with a smirk in front of him. After the Feng family was put into prison, he was busy catching Tan Jizhi. After completing the command of the prince, he was free to visit but was blocked at the door. In addition, the feelings of Feng Zhiyao, who has not slept for two days, can be imagined.

"Get out of the way." Feng Zhiyao is cold and cold, and the always-smooth smile has been dyed with a bit of harsh color, but the person who blocks the road can't help but fight a chill.

"Feng Sangongzi, seeing that there is no embarrassment in the court of Dingwang, you are already a grace. Hugh does not know how to lift!" Xu found himself being scared by a later generation of the younger generation, and the old man in front of him was eager to want Recover the lost face and righteous words. Feng Zhiyao disdainfully snorted, "There is a skill to put this son into the house. This son has not heard of Dali Temple does not allow people to visit." Dali Temple does not allow people to explore, but some on the official site The underlying rules are always there. As long as there is money, there is no inconvenience to go except the palace. However, Feng Zhiyao did not intend to give money. He looked at the old man in front of him with a smile. "Is it necessary for the son to tell Yu Shitai, how much benefit did Wang Daren receive for the official seven years in Dali?"

The king’s face changed, and he glanced down and lowered his head to the subordinates who had not heard anything. Staring at Feng Zhiyao, I saw a long time before I coughed a word: "Since the three sons of Feng Sangong are the people of the king's palace, the official can't come naturally. Come and ask Feng Sangong to come out soon."

Feng Zhiyao sneered a sigh: "This son came here and has nothing to do with Dingwangfu." He said that he did not care what the face of Wang Daren was, and swung his sleeves into the prison.

As soon as I entered the cell, a cold, scented breath came on the scene. On both sides of the aisle, there is a pair of dirty black hands sticking out from the inside to pull the passing pedestrians. Feng Zhiyao snorted and slammed the two sides and swept the prisoners who wanted to pull him in front of the railing and immediately took back his hand. People who have been in the prison for a long time have the instinct to avoid harm. Even if Feng Xiaoyao looks beautiful and luxurious, it seems to be a famous son of a famous family. However, the suffocation accumulated in the battlefield for more than a decade is not something that these prisoners can resist. .

The Feng family was locked in the innermost part of the cell. Before they entered the room, they could smell the strange stench that came from inside. The phoenix could not help but frown, and the half-folded eyes flashed a hint of coldness.

Walking into the place where the Feng family was closed, Feng Zhiyao looked at the man in the innermost cell and looked at the god. Nearly sixty, Feng Huaiting looks much younger than his actual age. Even in such a dark and dirty cell, he sits on the floor and is more tidy than the phoenix family who are crying and screaming in the cell next to him. . Feng Zhiyao found that when he left the capital many years ago, his white hair was much more. Six years ago, Feng Zhiyao returned to Beijing. After all, he did not follow Xu Hongyan’s advice and went back to see him. It counted that their father and son had seen it every day for seven or eight years. Feng Zhiyao closed his eyes and covered the excess emotions in his eyes.

The sudden appearance of Feng Zhiyao made the Feng family, who was still noisy, quiet immediately. The red man in the aisle is in a luxurious red robes. No matter where you are, the beautiful and beautiful face makes this dark cell suddenly bright. The Feng family is not familiar with Feng Zhiyao. From the age of Feng Xiaoyao, he spends much more time in Dingwang and outside than at home. Just looking at the man in front of the red dress, finally someone remembered that many years ago there was a Feng family who was dressed in red whenever and wherever. I don't know who suddenly called it out, "Feng Zhiyao!"

"Big brother, second brother, haven't seen you for a long time?" Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and showed a slightly malicious smirk at the two middle-aged men not far from the front.

No matter how many years have passed, Feng Zhiyao still can't like his two brothers. In childhood, they were envious and fearful to him. When they were young, they were the object of his disgust and hatred. Now, the already mature Feng Zhiyao has already left these two brothers far behind. The hatred of the boy who thought it was the only thing that was left behind was the instinctual faint disgust.

"Feng Zhiyao?! How are you here?!" Fengjia second son, Feng Zhiyuan looked at the three younger brothers who had not seen for many years and asked some questions. When I was a child, the grievances were probably just the nuisances of children who were not sensible, but the grievances of teenagers involved more interests. In the same year, the Fengjia people forced the owner to drive him out of the Feng family because of Feng Zhiyao and Dingwangfu, and even opened the relationship with him after Feng Zhiyao followed Dingwang to the northwest. But now Feng Zhiyao's mixed water in the Dingwangfu is actually the fall of them. The faces of the two scorpions of the Feng family are not very good-looking.

"Three brothers... Three brothers! Save me out, no matter what I do! Save me..." A woman of a middle-aged woman climbed to the railing and rolled her hand to the phoenix. Feng Zhiyao picked up his eyebrows, and Liu Jia and Li Wang prepared for it. Not only the Fengjia family and the side-branchers, even the daughters who had married were arrested. It seems... it’s not like just threatening him and setting the palace. When I remembered the careless smile of ink repairing when I left the door, Feng Zhiyao raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing?" Feng Huaiting opened his eyes when he called the first name of Feng Zhiyuan from Feng Zhiyuan. He looked at the red man in the red dress and looked at the inexplicable emotions. Quickly disappeared in the eye, calmly asked.

The indifferent voice made Feng Xiaoyao's heart unable to stop, and the smile on his face became more and more brilliant. "Of course, it is a good idea to look at you."

"There are many things." Feng Huaiting said coldly: "You are no longer a descendant of the Feng family. What happened to the Feng family has nothing to do with you. I don't need to visit you for anything. If you have nothing, go back." Feng Huaiting reopened his eyes and ignored the face of Feng Xiao.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" The young lady of Fengjia, who is next to her, said: "The third brother is the confidant of the king. The third brother must come to save us. Three brothers... let people let me go."

Feng Zhiyao had a few minutes of sorrow, but Feng Xingting’s chilling words were suddenly angered. I sneered back and pulled back my clothes that I was smothered by Feng Sixiao. "Sorry, as Feng said, I am not a Phoenix family. How does Feng family have nothing to do with me. I am here... But it’s just a look at the excitement."

"Small beasts! Even if the phoenix family is gone, it will not be yours to gloat. Maybe the Feng family is the scourge of your sinister life!" Mrs. Feng suddenly screamed.

Wen Yan, Feng Zhiyao was surprised to see Mrs. Xiang Feng. Mrs. Feng has always been self-proclaimed. Although she is never looking at his nephew, the bright face has always been a kind of generous and sinister, and nothing can be done without any gossip. In addition to his two sons bullying him, without the traces of crowding out their mother and son, compared to some of the inner house center, the hot virgin lady is really good. I did not expect that she would not be able to hold it at this time.

"Shut up!" Feng Huaiting suddenly exited, cold channel: "Spoofed, it is difficult to enter the cell. Your cultivation is all eaten by the dog?"

Madame Feng’s glimpse, she couldn’t say anything when she opened her mouth.