poor family young gentleman

In his previous life, Feng Jiye, as the eldest son of the ancient martial arts family, received an ancient and traditional elite education since he was a child, preparing for taking over the entire Feng family in the future. He knows better than anyone that no matter what difficulties he encounters, he is the only one who can help him I, at the age of 15, ran away from home alone. Although I also took off the heavy responsibility of carrying the Feng family, but he is in the end of the world. How many people in the end of the world are trustworthy?He will become as indifferent and ruthless as he is today, and it is also the result of continuous experience in the last days. Shopkeeper Yang's words undoubtedly reminded him that this is not the last days, and not everyone can believe it. He has not really integrated into the world. this world.

"Well, you're right, taught."

After a brief silence, Feng Jiye clasped his fists together to express his gratitude: "Thank you, shopkeeper Yang, for reminding me, I will pay attention to it in the future, but this time I will leave without trouble, because I will leave soon, and I probably won't come back in the future No, there is no time to wait for the Chen family to be brought down slowly. This is a five-course recipe, and it will be for this month and next month. I will give the rest to the shopkeepers of other branches of Yingkeju, Shopkeeper Yang, please rest assured, the one-year contract, as long as I am not dead or disabled, I will never breach the contract."

Feng Jiye said while pushing the silently written recipes in front of him. This was also one of the purposes of his coming to the Guest House. When he left, he didn't plan to come again. The emperor had already announced the death of the eldest prince. , he must send Yin Huanyang back as soon as possible. As for the future, he has no time to think about it for the time being, so let's take one step at a time.

"Leave? Where are you going?"

Frowning and glancing at the recipes, shopkeeper Yang blurted out subconsciously, although he had said before that he might not live in Tongyang County forever, but he never thought that he would leave so suddenly.

"It's not clear yet, it may be the capital, or it may be the border."

"... "

Thinking that he was being perfunctory again, shopkeeper Yang's mouth twitched, his forehead was covered with black lines, but he really misunderstood this time, what Feng Jiye said was indeed the truth.

"By the way, does shopkeeper Yang know which pharmacy in Lingnan Prefecture has strong financial resources and a good reputation, at least it won't cheat people too hard?"

As if he didn't see the two words of complaining written on his face, Feng Jiye suddenly asked again.

"The security hall."

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, the shopkeeper Yang said three words in a row, and at the same time took out a thousand tael bank note and handed it to him, after all he couldn't help but talk: "No matter where you go, be careful, if you have a destiny, We should meet again."

"Well, thank you shopkeeper Yang for taking care of me for several months, and I will leave!"

Putting away the banknotes and standing up, Feng Jiye carefully clasped his fists, expressing his sincere gratitude.

"Take care of yourself!"

Shopkeeper Yang returned a salute, with a lot of worry in his words. This person, when he can often see him, can't help but feel disgusted. But now that he knows that they are leaving, he may not have a chance to see him again. Give it up, after all, aside from his temper of teasing him from time to time, the months of their cooperation have been quite pleasant, and thanks to him, maybe he will be transferred from Tongyang County at the end of this year.

"Wan Tian, ​​I can't spare him!"

Leaving Yingkeju and getting into the carriage, Huzi gritted his teeth and roared unbearably, now everything is revealed, it was that bastard Wan Tian who was doing the trick.

"No matter how hard you scold now, he won't be able to hear you."

Glancing at him lightly, Feng Jiye leaned his head on Yin Huanyang's shoulder to close the curtain and recuperate. Wan Tian obviously came after him, and now he can only spend 5000 taels of silver to redeem Wancheng first. , It is indeed his fault, they are the ones who made Wancheng implicated, but Erwa, he is not going to change his mind, they have different ways and do not conspire with each other, they will go their own sunny ways from now on, let's be safe!

"It's not Brother Ye, Wan Tian is certainly hateful, and the Chen family is also unforgivable. Do we really let them go like this?"

Although Chuntao is just a woman, at this moment, that beautiful little face is full of murderous looks.

"You really think I'm a bad guy?"

Feng Jiye didn't open his eyes, but said slowly with the corners of his lips curled up: "Wan Tian can't run away, how can Chen Sheng run away? But the most important thing for us now is not to take revenge, but to raise money to rescue Uncle Cheng first." .”

It is not difficult to kill Chen Sheng quietly, but once Chen Sheng dies, the government will definitely be alarmed, and they may also enter the government's sight. Last time, the government checked him once about shopkeeper Sun. If he is implicated again, even if he is not Evidence, the government may also bite him to death. If Wancheng can't be saved, it's a small matter, and Huanyang's exposure is a serious matter, so even if they want revenge, they have to wait for them to leave, and they will just leave after revenge.

"Well, that makes sense, Brother Bu Ye, how do we raise money?"

Huzi nodded in agreement, maybe he suspected that he would ask others to borrow money, such as Yingkeju, or Chu Tianlang, but after listening to his conversation with shopkeeper Yang, he felt that he would not ask anyone for help .

"Some time ago, the old lion bought me a thousand-year-old ginseng. I'm going to sell it in Lingnan Mansion. In addition to raising money to rescue Uncle Cheng, I also raised some money for us to leave."

"We're going with you!"

Huzi Chuntao asked without thinking, but Feng Jiye slowly opened his eyes and propped himself up: "No, you stay and bid farewell to your family. After Uncle Cheng is rescued and this matter is settled, we will Leave now."

His plan is not to exceed three days, the sooner the better.

"Brother Ye, you just told shopkeeper Yang that you won't come back after you leave, is that true?"

Hearing this, Chuntao leaned over and asked seriously, she knew they were not from Wanjia Village, and had no feelings for Wanjia Village, but didn't they just buy land and build such a nice house?Do you really want to throw it away?

"Well, there are some things you don't know yet, but you should understand in the future. Wanjia Village is just a temporary residence for Huanyang and me."

He knows what she means, but those things can't be explained in a few words, and there is Huanyang's identity issue, he doesn't want to and can't explain it to them slowly, if they stay with him all the time, it will gradually become clear in the future up.

"Ok."

Now that he said that, he must really not let them know, and there is no need for them to get to the bottom of it. Besides, they are going to go with them, are they afraid that they will never see each other again?

It was not a day without chaos, when the carriage returned to the village, it was time of the year, Hu Zi and others helped to send the carriage back to the backyard, Feng Jiye wrote a letter to Tie Zhu, asking him to make a hard trip to Wan Qing Sending it away, knowing that he should ask Chu Tianlang to help find Wan Tian's whereabouts, Tie Zhu agreed without saying a word, because they were worried about Erwa's family, and they didn't wait for them to have dinner before going back as usual.

After sending off the three of Huzi, Feng Jiye leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to think over everything that happened today, including the death of the eldest prince and the frame-up of Wancheng. He planned all the plans and took Yin Huanyang to venture to the capital or the border in advance. If he was not careful, they might all die on the way. He didn't think so much about the latter, and it wasn't as unexpected as Huzi and the others imagined. Wan Tian did it. In addition, after studying for a few days, he felt that he was superior to others, and he would definitely seek revenge from them if he had the chance.

"Yeye, are you tired?"

Seeing him sitting motionless on the chair, Yin Huanyang, who had settled the child, walked over and hugged him from behind, and put his head on his shoulder intimately.

"Ok?"

Raising his hand to attach his folded hands in front of him, Feng Jiye smiled and shook his head: "I'm not tired, I'm just thinking about where we should go after we leave."

It stands to reason that his people should be looking for him in a hurry. It would be great if they could be contacted. Although he has been practicing internal energy in half-retreat for the past few months, his health has improved a lot, but he has to go to the capital or the border. He was still not very sure about keeping him unscathed all the way.

"Wherever you go, Xiao Baozi and I will go with you, but you can't like that eldest prince every night."

Rubbing his head against his neck, Yin Huanyang made a jealous request that Yeye was his daughter-in-law, and he only had Yeye and Xiao Baozi. If he didn't want him, he wouldn't know how to live.

"This is what you said, don't regret it in the future!"

Turning around in his arms, Feng Jiye sat astride the chair and nodded his handsome nose in a funny way. You can't like the First Prince, he remembered.

"Well, Yeye can only like me."

Unaware that he was digging a hole for himself, Yin Huanyang had a serious face, and his peach blossom eyes were full of naked seriousness.

"Haha...Okay, I promise you."

Feng Jiye didn't say anything maliciously, he really wanted to know if he would slap himself twice in anger when he recovered.

"You are so kind every night!"

Seeing the right time, Yin Huanyang opened his arms in a bear hug, pointed his high and thin lips at his small mouth, but Feng Jiye put a finger on his lips and rejected him: "Don't make trouble!" , go to light a fire to burn some hot water, go to bed early at night, and tomorrow we will go to Lingnan Mansion early in the morning."

"Just a kiss?"

Yin Huanyang was dissatisfied with the request, and he was still thinking about the kiss in the afternoon. His wife had never kissed him like that before, and he was really addicted.

"Boom!"

Pulling down his neck, Feng Jiye leaned forward and gave a savage mouthful: "Is it okay for the head office now?"

"... "

How can you do this?

He said he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry!

"Okay, don't be wronged, there will be opportunities in the future."

Unable to stand his wronged look, Feng Jiye patted his face with a broken smile.

"Night and night rambunctious!"

Eyes full of accusations stared fiercely, Yin Huanyang turned around reluctantly, Feng Jiye almost stooped without laughing, and after a while, he lay on the back of the chair and called the system.

【What are you doing?This system is very busy, I don't have time to watch you not doing business, just playing and kissing. 】

Well, the master of the system who is a single dog is upset, who made Feng Jiye do nothing for a while, and knows how to fall in love with a foolish husband all day long.

【How do you know we're kissing when you don't have time to watch?Peeping is peeping, I won't laugh at you. 】

Feng Jiye raised his eyebrows, and Feng Jiye fought back brazenly, without feeling that there was anything wrong with showing off the system's face.

[Isn't it just a kiss?If you are capable, let him mark it, and you can tell yourself how unscrupulous you are, what about the Chen family, you just need to shake your body and dissipate your domineering aura, and the experience points will be credited in a rush?In the end, you don't want the good opportunity that someone came to your door, you bastard, it's been four months, do you dare to seriously upgrade this system? 】

When it comes to this matter, the system's resentment is as smelly and long as the old woman's foot wrap, wishing he could press his head and force him to pretend to be tough and slap his face everywhere, so that he could soar to the top.