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As the moon sets and crows crow, under the crabapple tree, the boy in red dances his sword slowly.

The long sword supports Su, lightly picks the fallen flowers.

A set of basic Fengjia swordsmanship, slowed down and refined, has a unique flavor.After Feng Gui finished practicing a whole set of sword techniques, the sun rose.Withdrawing the sword, looking back, I saw the left guardian leaning against the window watching with great interest.

"If it weren't for your back injury, I really want to compete with you again." Zuo Hufa sighed with regret.

Although Fenggui only performed a set of the most basic sword skills just now, you can see the leopard in the tube.Every move is concise and smooth, and the foundation is very solid, giving people a feeling of returning to basics.

Just looking at it like this, Zuo Hufa felt itchy, and wanted to compete with him again.In the Heavenly God Sect, he wanted to find someone to compete with, but it was a difficult task.Needless to say, the leader, he didn't dare to chatter.As for the right protector, he was always pressed and beaten by Yi Zeming, especially aggrieved.The rest of the people are not capable enough, and it is not very interesting to fight.

It was rare to meet an evenly matched opponent, so Protector Zuo was naturally curious and delighted.

"The future will be long." Feng Gui smiled.

"My lord, breakfast is here." The boy came back with a food box, his face not changing, "They are deceiving people too much, saying that there will be a big banquet in the mansion in two days, and there is no extra food now."

The boy opened the food box, and there were only two bowls of white rice porridge and a plate of pickled vegetables inside.

"That's all she has left." Feng Gui raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was a bit of joy on his face, "It just so happens that my son should also eat something light these few days."

"Him?" Zuo Hufa was puzzled, "Is it the head of the Feng family?"

"How can he care about this?" Feng Gui picked up a bowl of white rice porridge, took a sip, and said nonchalantly, "It's my son's 'good' stepmother."

As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a concubine.Back then, she climbed step by step from a concubine's room to the position of main wife, but now she is old and old, and her favor is no longer there. Instead, she was stepped on by an outside singer.She must have been so angry that she smashed a few things in the house in the past few days.The reincarnation of the heavens, the retribution is not good, it is better to be.

"It tastes good, you have to try it." Feng Gui pushed another bowl of porridge in the food box to Guardian Zuo.

The white rice porridge has been boiled for a long time, it is too glutinous and soft, the pickles are salty but not crispy, and the taste is very ordinary.Guardian Zuo only took two sips before stopping.

Feng Gui glanced at him, and said calmly, "Before the birthday banquet, it's better for Aning not to come out of my yard."

"Yeah, Mr. Ning, you don't know how hateful they are! You are your friend, if you meet them when you go out, they will definitely make things difficult for you on purpose." The boy said angrily, "When the old lady was around , they flatter each other, but..."

"Ruo Tong, you go down." Feng Gui cut off his words, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Seeing Feng Gui's lonely expression, the boy knew that he had said something wrong, and immediately slapped himself a few times, and hurriedly backed away.

Zuo Hufa took another sip of porridge, hesitated for a while, and said, "You are a bit stupid, kid."

Hearing this, Feng Gui smiled inexplicably, and replied lightly, "He is very smart."

Thinking about it carefully, even though the little boy just now was trying to fight against his master's misfortune, could it be that Feng Gui has caused his friend to suffer.Knowing that the old lady was a scar on the master's heart, she "inadvertently" mentioned it.Recalling the boy's clothes again, the clothes are ordinary but neat, and the pair of shoes under his feet are of good quality, obviously he has never been pushed out and bullied.

After thinking about it, Zuo Hufa snorted coldly, "What a treacherous villain!"

"He was sent by my father." Feng Gui put down the bowl, and Gu Jing said calmly, "When I was a child, I hoped that I would play with the servant boy and waste my martial arts. Now I just want to get something from me."

"what?"

Feng Gui smiled and said nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Zuo Hufa suddenly remembered a rumor, and suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Gui with surprise in his eyes.

The birthday banquet will be held five days later.

Everyone in the Feng family is busy with this, and they can't take care of many places.Fenggui has never had much sense of presence in the mansion, and was sold to Silver Cloud City for more than a month before, and no one ever thought of it.Now, no one would care, not even the existence of Guardian Zuo.

"I have already contacted the subordinates who sneaked into the city." Zuo Hufa held the black pieces, but his thoughts were not on the chessboard.

After falling down, Feng Guiyun replied lightly, "Yes."

"Since you hold that thing in your hand, why have you endured that person for so many years?" Zuo Hufa hesitated for a while, and finally asked.Only through this period of contact, he knew that Feng Gui was not an ordinary person, and he must have a way to protect himself, but he just kept enduring it until this point.His heart is calculating, and people really have to guard against it.

"Although a father is not a father, I can't give up a son first." Feng Gui said with a sad expression, "If it wasn't for the leader's order this time, I would not have wanted to kill him, after all... no matter what he is, he is still my father. He died at the hands of others, I would rather do it myself."

Hearing this, Zuo Hufa felt guilty. He left his parents since he was a child, and his relationship with them was very weak, but he judged others with his own heart. He didn't understand his embarrassment, and even misunderstood him as a treacherous villain!It's time to fight!

Feng Gui suddenly smiled, "Don't you want to hear my argument?"

Guardian Zuo was taken aback for a moment, then looked up in confusion.

"Heaven wants to kill him, he must first make him mad. Let him think that everything is in his hands, and when he is at his peak, he will give him a fatal blow." Feng Gui dropped a white son and immediately made him a part of the army, "Great joy Wouldn't the great sorrow afterwards be even more joyful."

Looking at Feng Gui's indifferent expression, Zuo Hufa couldn't tell which sentence was true and which sentence was false.But seeing his expression of neither joy nor sorrow, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

The closer the day was to the birthday banquet, the more irritable the Feng family's mistress became. How could she remember a former son-in-law who had no threat for a long time, who was full of anger and resentment towards the concubine.

The beloved concubine's nickname is Yao'er, and she was originally Tsing Yi from the troupe.Half a year ago, he performed with the opera troupe all the way to this point, and was appreciated by the head of the Feng family and brought into the mansion.Speaking of which, Fenggui's being sold was also related to this.

That day was originally the birthday of the mother of the Feng family, but the head of the Feng family did not come to the banquet.Young Master Fengqi went to look for it, but he broke through the bastard affair between the Patriarch of the Feng family and his beloved concubine.In a moment of anger, he slapped the beloved concubine, and asked the head of the Feng family to reprimand her.It was just because he was upset and provoked by his friends that he took Fenggui to vent his anger.

This time holding a birthday banquet for my favorite concubine, Feng Qi was so angry that he ran away from home.

However, no matter how dissatisfied he is, the day of the birthday banquet will finally come.

The door was full of guests, the steward wrote down the congratulations received, and the voice of the doorman's greeting was louder than that.Whether it's true or false, everyone is smiling.The Patriarch of the Feng family was sitting in the main seat, and the beloved concubine was leaning on his side. He held her slender hand with a smile on his face.

The favored concubine had a small melon-seeded face the size of a palm, with raised eyebrows, eyes like water, face like peach blossoms, enchanting like a vixen.The wide-sleeved skirt has a slender waist like a willow, but it is easy to hold.Such a goblin would feel his bones crumble after being glanced at.