Playwright is wronged by routine [Rebirth]

A blue lamp, the candle flame danced slightly, and the lamp oil was about to burn out.

Zhu Yusheng held the wolf brush and wrote dense small letters on the rice paper. The characters are vigorous and powerful, as unruly as a gallant horse.

"My lord, it's already the second watch. Do you want to continue adding lamps?" Liu Ye asked softly.

"Tian, ​​go and call Yuewei." He didn't stop writing, and the frown between his brows never relaxed.Recently, there have been three accidents at the rudder in a row, two of which were caused by civil strife, and one was a crisis caused by the encirclement and suppression of the Wulin League.New information was sent in almost every day, and my mind was really tired.

Yuewei rushed over and bowed his hands in salute.

"What's going on at Zuiyueju?" Zhu Yusheng didn't raise his head, as if he was just asking a routine question.

"Young Master Ying visited Lin and Huang today, and had a great chat with them. It seems that they have become friends."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Oh? Huang Liang didn't trip Yingwushi and make a face? That's strange. What did they do together?"

"Eat, talk, and then take a walk in Zuiyue Residence."

"Walking? Who is leading the way? Where did you go?" He noticed a clue.

"Young Master Ying is leading the way, leading the two of them around, even visiting some empty courtyards."

"Continue to watch, report any abnormalities, and back down."

"Yes."

Yuewei resigned.

Zhu Yusheng rubbed the center of his eyebrows and thought to himself: Is this trying to form a clique or seek information?Before, I thought it might be a mistake to blame the person, but the fox's tail actually showed itself.This seat will see what kind of moths you can find.

The ghost doctor hasn't sent anyone to summon him since the bet. He Yanfei is very happy, and whenever he has free time, he walks around the church, touching here and looking there.

Dare to hang around in the crowded Wu Zunjiao, afraid that the patrolling guards will be regarded as dead?No, Shanren has his own tricks.

"Who is squatting sneakily over there? Catch me!" The chief guard, Bawang, gave an order, and a group of soldiers raised their swords and rushed to the corner.

"Shh-"

He Yanfei was squatting in the grass, only turned around and made a silent movement, unhurriedly took out a token with a red background and a gold border from his chest, and slowly waved it around in front of everyone's eyes.

Bawang saw the word "sheng" embedded in the card, and immediately put away his arrogant and domineering face, waved his hands and retreated from the soldiers, and said flatteringly in a low voice: "It turns out that he is an elder. Looking at the face, it may be the new Mr. Ying." The villain's eyes are so white, I don't know how the young master came to such a remote place and accidentally fell your precious body, the villain can't bear it."

"Hey... I caught it!" He Yanfei didn't care about Bawang's feelings at all, picked up a small cover and slammed it into the grass, then put away the gap in the fine-grained net cover with a smile, and flashed it as if showing off in front of everyone.

Ouch, what a big cricket with teeth and claws!

A few soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

"Young Master Ying, are you..." Bawang asked hesitantly.

"God knows and the earth knows that you know and I know, but please don't let the Lord know." He Yanfei patted Bawang on the shoulder, and put a silver coin into his hand with a smile.

The captain's face was a little embarrassed, whether to accept the money or not, he stretched out his hand and took it back.

Seeing this, He Yanfei took out another piece of silver, and said, "Brothers, please keep this secret for me. I'll buy you a drink with a little money." Then he leaned into the captain's ear with a mysterious face, and said, "I'm going to give him A surprise. You said it, he must have misunderstood that I was playful, and had to... punish me on the bed..."

Bawang felt goosebumps all over his body, recalling that the elder had been abstinent for so many years, and only summoned Mr. Lin to sleep once in three years. Now that there are more Mr. Ying, it is impossible to offend this famous man.Immediately stood up straight, patted his chest and said: "I, Bawang, will never mention a single word about today's matter. If I slip up...I will write the name upside down!"

Xiaobing saw that the boss had spoken, and immediately followed suit: "We all listen to the boss and don't say a word!"

"Then thank you guys, see you later. I'll have to look for this somewhere else."

He Yanfei said with a smile, shook the brown cloth bag in his hand, and strode away.

In the past few days, Zhu Yusheng had a rare moment of leisure after finishing the important affairs of the division. As soon as he put the report in order, he heard the Yuewei outside the door begging to see him.

"Come in." He took out a pen and turned it casually.

Yuewei said: "Young Master Ying has been walking around the church a lot these days, and the patrolling guards are no strangers to it."

"He's not like this for a day or two, so he doesn't need to report this in the future." Zhu Yusheng's money was transferred faster and faster.

"But this time, under the banner of the Lord, I said that I was preparing a surprise for you."

"Oh? What is it?" The pen turned slowly.

"The guards refused to say anything, saying that if they did, the chief would have to..."

"What?" The pen was even slower.

"Be the bastard."

"Heh—" he chuckled lightly.

"What's going on here?" Zhu Yusheng looked at Yuewei with great interest without turning his pen.

"Bawang swore that if he told this secret, he would write his name upside down. His brothers are very loyal and don't want to tell it."

"I understand. Go down." Zhu Yusheng gently inserted the pen back into the pen holder.

Moon Guard turned to leave.

"Wait." Zhu Yusheng said suddenly, Yue Wei stopped in his tracks.

"My lord, what else do you want?"

Zhu Yusheng pondered for a while, and said, "I will report everything about Xiao Wu in the future."

"Yes." Yue Wei left.

He Yanfei ran around these few days and gained a lot, humming a little tune all the way back to the room.

He picked out the cricket with the most fighting spirit from the small bag and put it in the jar alone, found a note to write on, and folded it into a paper crane.So he asked someone to send the cricket and paper crane to Zhu Yusheng.

After the deception was done, he opened the bookcase with confidence and was about to take out the map, when there was a violent knock on the door.

"Xiao Wu, open the door quickly!" Yingsi knocked on the door, his urgent voice changed.

What happened in such a hurry?He hurriedly unlocked the door, and Yingsi rushed in, grabbed his sleeve and dragged him out of the door, and hurried on his way with ease.

"It's too late to explain, the leader is back!" Ying Si threw this sentence in the wind.

He thought of the murderous and brutal description of the leader in the rumors, and he was in a bad mood, and asked anxiously: "What is the leader calling us to do? How should we respond?"

"Just to report the information, you just insist that you are being watched by the elders, you can't complete the task, and don't say anything extra! Wait...no matter what the leader does, you are not allowed to act rashly, understand?"

Seeing that Ying Si was sweating profusely, He Yanfei could only nod his head.

The two rushed to the meeting room of Fengyu Pavilion, and as soon as they entered the door, the golden color rushing towards them made people blind.

Gold tables, gold chairs, gold tea sets, and even the wool blankets on the floor were dyed gold.Look at the paintings hanging on the wall. To the east is a picture of Li Xianjun in Chen Chao holding snow, and to the west is a calligraphy of Zhang Yiqian from the Southern Wei Dynasty. They are all famous masterpieces and priceless treasures!It's a pity that the styles are disorganized and piled up without style.

He Yanfei was taken aback, even if his father was the leader of the alliance, he would not dare to wear gold and silver at home so blatantly.If you dare to do this, you must not be pointed at your nose and called "superficial".This looks like a local rich man who got rich overnight, using famous calligraphy and painting to cover up his copper smell, deliberately arty and pretending here.

Then he looked at Zhu Zihao, who was high above him, wearing luxurious clothes with gold patterns on a yellow background, embroidered with dragon and phoenix fighting on it.The whole person sat on the tiger leather soft chair with his legs open, looking sternly at the five people kneeling on the ground.

Zhu Zihao had an unimpressive face, his facial features were quite bland, only those gloomy eyes made people feel cold.The only feature on his face is probably the long scar, which is next to the left eye and extends to the chin, which adds a bit of murderousness to him.

Zhu Zihao was silent for a while, then said coldly: "Yingyi, speak." Mingming's voice was very clear, but he deliberately suppressed his throat and spoke slowly.

He Yanfei lowered his head and listened, responding to all changes without change, just in time to get more information.

At this time, the No. 1 shadow guard from the left said, "I would like to report to the leader, my subordinates have recently heard some important news. He Xiangnan's youngest son, He Yanfei, has an incurable disease and has been in a coma for a whole month, looking like a dead body. He healed his wounds and lost most of his strength, so he fell seriously ill instead of being revived. Now almost all the activities of the Wulin League are handled by his eldest son, He Yanjun."

He Yanfei was so excited that he clenched his fists when he heard the names of his own father and brother from other people for the first time in nearly a month.When he heard that he was drowsy and that his father was seriously ill, he suddenly felt dizzy, and he couldn't even kneel stably.

Is he still "alive"?

Then "he" is still alive, so what is he?

Because of this, her father became seriously ill, and He Yanfei felt mixed feelings, and a burst of grief surged up.

After Yingyi finished speaking, he put his head on the ground respectfully.

"Reward." Zhu Zihao said, throwing a black pill from his sleeve.

The pills rolled into the blanket, covered in ashes all over the floor, Yingyi shouted excitedly, "Thank you, Lord, for your grace!", crawled on the ground to pick up the pills that rolled into the crevices of the blanket, and carefully put them away.

He Yanfei thought of Wu Zunjiao's ruthless and ruthless style of conduct. This pill is probably closely related to the life of the shadow guard.My heart sank, and my own body seemed unable to escape.

Then Yinger and Yingshan both reported the attack on the sub-helm.

Zhu Zihao's face became more and more gloomy, and with his last palm, he turned the melon and fruit tea on the table upside down.Although he was furious when he heard the unfavorable information, Zhu Zihao still took out two pills and gave them to his subordinates.

When it was his brother Yingsi's turn to report, He Yanfei immediately pricked up his ears to listen.