Golden Age Legitimate Fei

317. White

In the Baifu study, Bai Yuncheng was discussing with the brothers and the aides of the branch, and the outside management came to sue in a hurry. "Master, Feng Sangongzi and Xu Sangongzi came." Bai Yuncheng immediately screamed, Feng Zhiyao But the ink is repaired, and Xu Qingfeng is the son of Xu Jiasan, the injured brother of Xu Qingbai. What good things can these two people come together?

"What can you say about Feng Sangong?" Bai Yuncheng asked.

The face of the management is also somewhat whitish, said: "Feng Sangongzi said that he had to see the lord in the life of the lord. He did not elaborate. But... Xu Sangong followed behind many guards, it seems...has encircled our family. "Speaking, everyone in the study was surprised, and his face was more difficult to look at." For a long while, Bai Yuncheng only sighed: "But I will go see it."

With the hall where the management came, I saw a red phoenix and a black-faced Xu Qingfeng sitting in the hall. When I saw him coming out, Feng Xiaoyao, who was sitting and drinking tea, stood up and smiled like a spring breeze. "White house owner, I am disturbing." Xu Qingfeng stood still without any expression, and his face was not very good-looking. Bai Yuncheng smiled a little stiffly and handed back to the ceremony: "Where, Feng Sangongzi and Xu Sangong are coming to visit, Baijia Peng is brilliant. Are you still sitting down with tea?"

Xu Qingfeng did not appreciate it. "No, this son is not coming to drink tea."

Bai Yuncheng is a glimpse. He was originally Xu Qingfeng who was born in Xu family. Like Xu Qingbo, even if Xi Wu was a gentle and courteous person, he did not expect him to be so direct and did not give face. Feng Zhiyao did not care, no sincerity smiled: "The white house owner does not have to care, he is in a bad mood."

Bai Yuncheng asked with some care: "But what kind of hospitality is there?"

Xu Qingfeng sneered aloud: "Whoever heard that someone wants to kill his cousin who was not born, is not happy." Bai Yuncheng was shocked, his face was white and smiled: "The three sons said it, this ...there are thousands of wind instruments, who dares to be so big..."

Feng Zhiyao casually waved the folding fan, and some looked at Bai Yuncheng with some regrets: "The white house owner, Xu Xiong said that there is something wrong with it. Otherwise, I don't dare to blame this. I am in the name of the prince. Come... investigate the matter."

Bai Yuncheng’s smile has already been stiff as if the mask was hanging on his face, and his eyes could not hide the shock of the strong self-pressing. “Feng Sangong... What does this mean?”

Feng Zhiyao did not bend with him, and he said: "Under the news, Mrs. Zun has killed the king, and the prince is very angry. But... the white house is different from others, and the prince is still willing to give the white house a few points. Face, please also ask the White House Lord to ask the lady to come out and confront each other. If it is a vain thing, go back to Wang Ye and Wang Hao."

"This..." Bai Yuncheng secretly complained in his heart. Just now, his wife confided with his own thoughts. At this time, the people of the Wangfu House came to the door. Bai Yuncheng’s heart is really in the end. Is there any evidence that Feng Zhiyao actually got, or the conversation between the person and his wife who had a certain palace in the government was heard.

Feng Zhiyao’s sword and eyebrows rose, and smiled faintly: “This is also an opportunity for the White House to prove innocence. The White House is so arrogant. It’s not a hole in the wind. Although the White House is surrendered to the King’s Palace, it’s still hidden in the dark. heart of?"

"How come?!" Bai Yuncheng quickly said: "If this is the case, then please ask my wife to come out." Then I will recruit people to ask Mrs. White to come over. Feng Zhiyao waved and smiled: "No need to be so troublesome, let's It’s better to take a trip in person.”

"This...the backyard is only afraid of..." Bai Yuncheng refused, and Feng Zhixiao smiled: "The people we bring are all rules-abiding. As long as the people of the white house are strict, there will be no rumors. "Feng Zhiyao, who looks like a smile and laughs, and Xu Qingfeng, who is staring at himself on the opposite side, Bai Yuncheng can only give in. "So, Feng Sangongzi, Xu Sangongzi please."

Bai Yuncheng took the two people all the way to the courtyard of Mrs. White's backyard, and just went to the door of the courtyard and heard the cry inside. Bai Yuncheng’s heart was too tight to take care of Feng Zhiyao and Xu Qingfeng, and quickly walked in. As soon as I entered the door, I saw that Mrs. White fell to the ground, with dark red blood under her body and a small dagger in her abdomen. Looking at the white lady's hand holding the dagger, it seems like a suicide. Bai Yuncheng also recognized that the dagger was exactly the one that Bai Qingning really liked to play often.

Seeing that Mrs. White was already dead, Bai Yuncheng’s first reaction turned out to be a relief, followed by the faint sorrow of his wife’s death. Looking back, I saw Feng Zhiyao and Xu Qingfeng coming side by side. Bai Yuncheng mourned: "Feng Sangongzi, Xu Sangongzi, Jingjing her..." was killed.

Feng Zhiyao will give him a chance and glanced at him: "How is this going to be? How did Bai’s wife commit suicide?"

Xu Qingfeng hugged his chest and smiled coldly: "Nature is a guilty conscience. If you go in and see, you won't know." After walking a few steps, I saw the clearing of Bai Qingning, and there was a note in front of the spirit. Fragrant. Feng Zhiyao turned and looked at Bai Yuncheng, sneer a voice: "White master, how to explain this?" Bai Yuncheng forced to calm down, said: "Under the meaning of Feng Sangongzi? This is the problem of the little girl's spiritual position?"

Feng Zhiyao snorted and said: "This is the white house owner. Is this in my family? I have been born in a small family for a few days. Is it a spiritual place, and who will enshrine the spirit in his bedroom?" ”

Bai Yuncheng palely said: "The jingjing has a little love for the little girl since childhood, and now she is suddenly mourning, so she..."

"So I feel resentful, want to assassinate the king of the king to retaliate to determine what the palace is?" Feng Zhiyao interface.

Bai Yuncheng sighed: "Feng Sangong, you are filthy!"

Feng Zhiyao calmly said: "Is it dirty? The white master still goes to the prince to explain it." Bai Yuncheng looked at the door with a panic, and a line of black figures standing outside the door gave him a sense of despair. Under the watchful eyes of Feng Zhiyao and Xu Qingfeng, they finally fell a little depressed.

In September, the Xiling Imperial City, although not fighting, is still raging. After the **** long streets of Sunjiahuayuan in the past few days, the Bai family, which is known as the family of the Houyi, has also fallen. Mrs. White murdered Wang Hao for her revenge, and she died after her conspiracy. The Baijia people were also arrested and taken to prison. Although they did not immediately swear, the Xiling dignitaries will no longer pay attention to the news of the White House. At the beginning, when Wang Hao was assassinated, he was implicated in half of the people of Xiling Imperial City. Now, the White House has another thorn, is it necessary to involve the remaining half-city people? This kind of idiot is not enough to swear, who else would want to smack with them?

Sun family

Mrs. Sun, holding her clever daughter, sat in the study room and looked at the books. She heard the news that the next person had confessed that the white house had been copied. She didn’t even look at the eyelids. She said: "Know it, go on."

The servant of the obituary retired reverently. After a while, Mrs. Sun put down the book and looked up at her daughter and smiled lightly: "Do you know Xiaoxiao?" Sun Xiaoyu is only a child of seven or eight years old. Naturally, he can't understand these dense things. The book, some frustrated and shy, shook his head, whispered: "Mother, Xiaoxiao is useless..." Mrs. Sun smiled softly and her daughter’s head smiled and said: "Mother can’t understand when you are so big. , learn slowly."

Sun Xiaoxuan nodded, looked at the faint mother-in-law hesitated, but finally asked: "Mother, Aunt White, are they dead?" Although young, Mrs. Sun often walks with her daughter outside, so Most of the dignitaries of the capital, Sun Xiaolan, still recognize it. Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "I don't know, how can Xiaoxiao think they are dead?"

Sun Xiaotong’s little body shook a little, and the little hand grabbed Mrs. Sun’s clothes tightly: “Xiao Xiao heard that the king had killed a lot of people, Xiao Zhao’s sisters, and the brothers and their families were killed. Dead..." The little child should have understood nothing but death, but Sun Xiaotong was there when he was assassinated that day. Although she was strongly guarded by Mrs. Sun, Sun Xiaolan still saw the bodies full of blood. So in her little heart, the little friends who played together before have died and turned into such a broken and **** body. Such a scene is indeed enough to make a child of seven or eight years old feel terrified.

"Don't you be afraid of the king?" Mrs. Sun looked down at her daughter and sighed softly.

"Yeah." Sun Xiaoyan nodded heavily, saying that she was very afraid of the big brother with white clothes and white hair. Mrs. Sun’s eyes were faintly distressed, but she was more helpless. She said softly: “Don’t be afraid, Xiao Wang and Ding Wang’s are not bad people. Let’s keep the industry you left behind, how many people look at it. Only rely on it. Ding Wangfu, the mother can keep what you left for you. So, if you see Dingwang and Dingwang in the future, Xiaolan must not be afraid to know that they don’t know? They are all good people and will not hurt Xiaolan."

Sun Xiaolan looked at her mother-in-law somewhat, and her mother’s words were correct, but... is it really good to kill many people? Good guy... isn't it impossible to do bad things? Killing... should it be a bad thing? As if I understood her daughter's thoughts, Mrs. Sun whispered: "Some people who kill a lot of people are not necessarily bad people, sometimes they are involuntarily." To my daughter's eyes, Mrs. Sun stunned. The little head of the daughter smiled and said: "When Xiaoxiao grows up, he will understand."

"Sun Yushi Hui Niang has seen Wang Ye Wang." In the study room of the library, Mrs. Sun took a respectful gift to Ye Liu and Mo Xiu. Ink repaired her head and looked at her. She said in a light way: "Get up." Mrs. Sun thanked her and bowed her head to her daughter. "Xiao Xiao, haven't you seen Wang Ye?" The original teacher has already taught well. Sun Xiaotong still had some problems. She saw that the ink repairer sitting on the top was scared to speak. She only dared to go out of the mother’s side and pulled out the corner of Mrs. Sun.

Ye Zi saw the shape, smiled and smiled and said to Mrs. Sun: "The child is still small, don't be stubborn."

Mrs. Sun smiled helplessly, watching her daughter’s eyes have a faint worry. When the milk lady took Sun Xiaolan out, Mrs. Sun was only a pair of inks and inks, and she said, "This time, Wang Hao’s assassination is caused by improper arrangement. Please sin." Although these days, Mo Xiuzhen did not anger with them, but the keen Mrs. Sun did not know that because of the matter of the king, Ding Wang also had some dissatisfaction with the Sun family. Only the Xiling Imperial City has just been in the palm of the hand, and it is impossible for Dingwang to abolish all the wealthy and wealthy businessmen. What's more, the Sun family is still leading the way to the Ding Wangfu. Now the White House has no more. No matter how the king decides, he will not move the Sun family at this time. But...it doesn't move now, but it won't move in the future. Although she is a woman, since she has assumed the reputation of the Sun family, she must also assume the responsibility of the Sun family.

Sure enough, ink repaired faintly watching her not talking. But the faint pressure made the mentally handicapped woman like Mrs. Sun bowed her head.

In the main position, Ye Li raised his hand and gently held the back of the ink repaired faint smile. Ink repaired the look slowly, and said: "This time Wang Hao pleads for you, the punishment will be waived. The king and Wang Hao are about to leave the Imperial City, and then wait for the four sons to control the Xiling, can you understand?" A joy in the heart, a respectful prayer to Ye Liu, said: "Sun's thanks to Wang Hao Da En."

Ye Liu faint smile, Kao: "Get up, this thing has nothing to do with you." Speaking of Mrs. Sun is also a bit embarrassing, originally held that autumn flower meeting is to replace the Wangfu to those who intend to vote The person who made the king's house, the assassin's assassination is what she can expect. What's more, with the power of Sun's family, how can we counter the confidant and elite of Zhennan Wang? It is not easy for a woman to support a large family with a daughter at a young age. As long as she doesn't do anything she shouldn't do, Ye Li is willing to give her a little convenience and face.

Mrs. Sun is grateful to Ye Liu. She knows very well that although she can support the family business of Sun’s family, she is not very good compared to the talented person who is a master. It is compared to the family business, the Han family and the Feng family of the city are afraid of being far above the grandson. It is not easy to get the attention of the king, but if there is support from Wang Hao, in any case, the average person will not dare to bully the orphans. In this way, the look of Ye Liu became more and more sincere, and Mrs. Sun also worshipped Ye Li, and she got up.

"Can the white house be handled properly?" Mrs. Sun stood up and asked Mo Xiu to ask. Baijia is a well-known family in Xiling, and the industry under its name is naturally numerous. There are also treasures given by the emperors of the Xiling Emperor in the past, not to mention others, but also to the wife of Sun who was ordered to follow the copy of the white house. Mrs. Sun nodded and said: "It has been disposed of properly. After the industrial accounting under the name of Bai Jia, it has been sent to the study and sealed. Only after the four sons have been injured, they can be checked. Another cash is 57,000, and the gold is 10,000. Two thousand two. Silver has a deposit of 873,000 three thousand, a gold ticket of 100,000, a variety of precious antiques of 678 pieces, thirty-four boxes of jewellery, 275 volumes of precious calligraphy and paintings. There are 452 books in ancient books. All the property that Baijia has checked up can reach 5 million. They are already registered, please ask Wang Ye Wang to look over. After the four sons take over the Imperial City, they can be transported to the city. "Speaking, Mrs. Sun took out a thin booklet from her sleeve and offered it."

Ink repaired and took a look, faintly said: "It seems that Xiling is not considered to be poor. Is this not a rich man?" The hand was handed to the leaf, and the leaf was turned over. Surprised, but I think that the huge and almost countless family business of Wangfu is not so difficult to accept. This is the foundation of a true century-old aristocratic family. To the original Ye Family, tens of thousands of dollars can be anxious with the black-eyed chicken, which is obviously the upstart or nouveau riche. Even so, the industry of Baijia is obviously too much. Just think about the number of empresses in the Bai family. There are more than a dozen emperors. The relationship with the royal family is not close. Perhaps such a deep family will not Hard to understand.

Ye Liu thought about it and said: "The silver ticket and the gold are sent to the fourth brother. If the military and military needs of the 300,000 army are still from the city, there will be some laborers."

Innocent did not think about it, nodded and said: "Ali said that let Zhuo Jing send it in a while."

Yeli nodded, no longer paying attention to this matter, looking at the book in his hand: "These antiques and the like... bring back to it, but I am afraid that it is also a waste of trouble. Just pick a few and bring it back. In addition, I see two inside. Put the sword, plus the two that were sent some time ago. Send General Zhang, General Lu, and General Yuan, and the rest will be sent to Nanhou."

On the side of the chair, Mo Xiu squatted on the tip of the glazed glaze, while he was telling the words of Zhuo Jing, who was standing next to him, and said, "You only sent Zhang Qi to slap them a few, and you are not afraid of Feng San to come to trouble with you?"

Ye Liu smiled and said: "I remember that in these antiques, there is a picture of the thousands of miles of rivers and rivers painted by the hand of Wu Zhishan. I think that Feng Sangong is more fan-friendly than the sword." Feng Zhiyuan has always liked to show off. His own chic, regardless of the winter and summer of the fan fan, there is such a treasure called a treasure, where he will remember the sword. Mo Xiuzhen also seems to think of Feng Sangong's red dress with a folding fan that swayed in an extraordinary way and could not help but smile. "So good things are really bad for him." But he still waved his hand to signal Zhuo Jing.

Ye Liu also picked out many things from the booklet and rewarded the meritorious deeds of this Western expedition, almost everyone has it. In addition, I also remember adding a regular soldier’s grain for a month. It’s also a windfall for the White House to copy so many things. If it is Ding Wangfu himself, it is not good to be determined by the king’s pocket. In the meantime, Mo Xiu did not mention any opinions, but only smiled and looked at Ye Liu's calm and arrogant command of these things. His face was very gentle and quiet with a cold smile different from that seen by ordinary people.

Zhuo Jing Lin Han, who stood next to him, did not care. The wife of Mrs. Sun, who was waiting together, was extremely shocked. Obviously, Ding Wang’s trust in Ding Wang’s is far more than anyone’s imagination. Many things do not need to be discussed with Ding Wang, and he is told directly. Ding Wang did not see any dissatisfaction and doubts. It seems that the government and military affairs of the king's palace are half of the ideals of the kingdom. In this regard, Mrs. Sun’s heart valued Ye Zi’s emphasis and loyalty.

When the leaves were ordered, Zhuo Jing turned and went out to work. Ye Li put on the booklet and smiled and said: "These lonely people will bring back to the city of the glass. The grandfather will be very happy to see it. But I did not expect that the white house really hides some good orphans." Xu Jia can be said to be a slap in the face, but many of the capital stocks are incomprehensible and incomprehensible, that is, one more is enough to make many literati ya can't help themselves.

Ink repaired and laughed: "We are afraid that we can't take it all away, so I have to leave some for your brother to do bribes."

Ye Li blinked and understood it. Daru is not only the city of Licheng, but also a great Confucianism in Xiling, and it is just that they have a great Confucianism. If Mr. Long Ting knows that they have taken away many of these ancient books and left them to him, the father is afraid that he will not die.

Ye Li had to pick out some of his grandfather and two 舅舅 interested to take away, and the rest was handed over to Xu Qingbai as a stepping stone for Mr. Xiu Ting.

Time passed very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was a few days later, and it was already the day when Mo Xiu and Ye Li were ready to set off for the city. The 300,000-strong army and Zhang Qiyu have stayed in Xiling, and only the Fengzhiyao, Xu Qingfeng, Yunxiao and Sanqianheiyun riding the disease and the dark defending unicorns are followed by the ink repairing and Yeli.

The day before leaving, Mo Xiuzhen issued the first decree in Xiling in the name of Dingwang. The order was announced to change the Xiling Imperial City to Anping City, and at the same time to Xu Qingbai, the governor of the 12th and 12th cities of Xiling, and the general military and civil affairs of Xiling. In addition, Zhang Zhang was the general of the town of West China, and the army of 300,000 troops was stationed in Xiling. All the horses and horses in Xiling were tempered by Zhang. Everyone was shocked when the order came out. Although there has never been a so-called governor's official title in the past, only by looking at the rights granted by Mo Xiu, you can understand the authority of this official position. As long as you are in Xiling, you can be said to be Xu Qingbai's world. Although Zhang Qiqi is in charge of military affairs as a moderation, it must be known that the military sergeant is in the hands of Xu Qingbai. This can be seen in Ding Wang’s trust in Xu’s family.

However, Xu Qingbai, who was deeply stunned by ink repair, was helplessly supporting the body that could walk. He personally handed over the millions of silver that he had handed over to his hands. It is said that since Feng Huaiting is to be sent, the money should naturally be handled by those who know how to manage the money. The son does not serve. Mo Xiu was unhappy with Xu Qingbai’s distrust of himself. Xu Qingbai sighed helplessly: "I haven't offended the king of the king under the sin of the king? Are you going to put me on the fire?"

Ink repaired only to recover, and argued: "This king is not convinced of Xu Sigongzi." But the heart sighs silently, Xu people are so smart to do something, he does not feel Xu Qingchen that embarrassing The guy can't help but when he starts to slip, just want to exercise more. Compared with Xu Qingchen, who is more intelligent than the demon, Xu Qingbai is so smart and grounded that it is a good choice for enslavement. The resentful king is forgetting to think. If Xu Qingbai is not smart enough, why should he be the possibility of this after eight hundred years?