Rivers and Lakes Records

Lu Mingtong guessed that he probably knew the person he was talking about.

"Is it Leader Xiao?"

Seeing Feng Ji nodding his head, Lu Mingtong asked curiously, "Is leader Xiao also afraid of suffering?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Don't look at him as if he is not afraid of anything, but he is actually afraid of pain and suffering. There are too many things to be afraid of. Every time he takes medicine when he is sick, if there is no sweet taste, he can cry bitterly. Come."

Hearing his tone of knowing his sweetheart deeply, Lu Mingtong rubbed the rim of the bowl with his thumb, feeling even more bitter.

He looked at the dark concoction, and finally made up his mind to sniff it with the tip of his nose. An overbearing and strong bitter taste came, Lu Mingtong shrugged his mouth, pinched his nose and drank it all in one go.

The taste was as hard to swallow as imagined, Lu Mingtong swallowed it forcefully, his face wrinkled into a ball.

"so bitter!"

Feng Ji smiled lightly to see him covering his mouth and jumping, suddenly stretched out his hand in front of him, and said, "Open your mouth."

Lu Mingtong opened his mouth with tears in his eyes.

Putting a piece of candy into his mouth, Lu Mingtong covered his face and took a deep breath, feeling the happiness that the melting candy drove away all the bitterness.

Feng Ji looked at him amusedly: "Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you this time?"

Lu Mingtong completely melted the sugar in his mouth, and then replied: "You have accompanied me to seek treatment from Brother Duan for so long, if you still use the troublesome method of poisoning to kill me, then I can only assume that it is you take things too hard."

Feng Ji laughed but said nothing, Lu Mingtong said again: "Brother Feng, this candy is so sweet, where did you find it?"

The candy was made by the cook in the church, Xiao Lang likes sweets, so the cook makes a few packets every year for the two of them to take with them.

Feng Ji said: "When Xiao Lang used to drink medicine, I bought it at a sugar shop, but I can't remember where it is."

Lu Mingtong quietly wiped away the remaining trace of sweetness in his mouth with his tongue, feeling in his heart, Feng Ji was so affectionate, even though Xiao Lang wasn't here, he still brought sugar cakes with him.

He recalled in a daze that his mother was weak, and every winter, his father was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he copied a few prescriptions left by the doctor before, put them next to his bosom, and made the medicine himself for his mother to drink every day. Day after day, year after year.

Seeing his sad expression, Feng Ji said: "What's wrong?"

Lu Mingtong sniffed: "Just now, Brother Feng reminded me of my father."

Feng Ji: "..."

Lu Mingtong said: "My father used to have a deep affection for my mother. According to my mother, she was spotted by my father when she was picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. From the second day on, he pursued her relentlessly and wrote some bitter poems to her every day. He also picked off the lotus and lotus pods from the lotus pond and sent them to her home. Seeing that the lotus pond had been plucked out by him, my mother was so angry that she ignored him for several days."

It was the first time Feng Ji heard him talk about family matters.When mentioning his family, Lu Mingtong unconsciously revealed an undefended childish look on his face, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "My father was so anxious at the time, he went around asking his friends how to save him. Those people gave him money. I came up with a bad idea, and the next day, I bought a large piece of lotus from another place and transplanted it into the lotus pond in front of my mother's house. My mother heard some people talking about it outside, so she went to see it secretly, and saw a few people growing there Sweat dripping with lotus."

"Later, my mother was moved by my father's sincerity." Lu Mingtong shrugged with a smile, "However, according to what my father said, my mother actually liked him a long time ago, but she never admitted it. Fortunately, my father insisted. Unremittingly, I pursued her hard for a year, and finally abducted her back home."

"So." He raised his head with burning eyes: "Brother Feng, as long as you are sincere and persevering, I believe you will definitely get the result you want."

What he said so frankly and sincerely made Feng Ji startled.

He coughed dryly, "Does Mingtong have to squat again tomorrow?"

Lu Mingtong was stunned, and was led by him to think: "I don't know either, just now Mr. Shen left in a panic, and I haven't asked him what his plan is."

"He kept guard for more than ten days, but on the first day he left, he was found by that person. It is natural to be angry." Feng Ji said quietly: "I would like to know if Ming Tong has anything to do with this matter. idea?"

This matter did happen strangely, Lu Mingtong stroked his chin and pondered for a while, and said: "I always feel that this matter is too coincidental... Rather than saying that Mr. Shen was unlucky, I suspect that the person already knew that Mr. Shen was following him. Or, he has already grasped the whereabouts of Mr. Shen, and is leisurely waiting for us to leave the net."

"So, I want to go see tomorrow to see if there are any clues in the south of the city."

"There is no absolute coincidence in the world. If it is arranged by the heavens, you may not be able to find a way, but if it is done deliberately, no matter how careful you are, there will be traces to follow." Feng Ji smiled and said, "I will walk with you tomorrow."

On the second day, south of the city.

Lu Mingtong and Feng Ji sat side by side in the teahouse where they sat when they were watching, pointed to the private room that was already occupied by someone and said: "At that time, we were monitoring people in that room."

Feng Ji shook his fan, and said: "You two are very innocent, you come to the same private room to guard the same room so brazenly, outsiders only need to have more eyes, and they will be able to detect your purpose."

Lu Mingtong scratched his head: "Then, will that pretender also come to this teahouse?"

Feng Ji said: "How long do you usually sit here?"

Lu Mingtong said: "One day."

Feng Ji glanced at him, and said: "I guess, that person shouldn't foolishly squat with you for a day. Every time you come, who will receive you?"

Lu Mingtong understood, and called the waiter who served tea and water every time.

The little boy entered the door happily, but saw that the room was different from usual, there was a missing handsome man, and there was a man wearing a strange mask, who looked at him condescendingly, with gloomy wind in his eyes, deep unpredictable.The legs went limp uncontrollably.

Lu Mingtong said: "Come here, we have something to ask you."

Xiao Er was sweating profusely: "Young master... I'm just a waiter, and I don't hear anything outside the window. What happens in Lucheng every day, you'd better ask the storyteller..."

Feng Ji said indifferently: "Usually when a guest asks you something, does it mean that you will lose your benefits? You are very strange. Before he explained what it was, you hurriedly refused."

Seeing the opponent's legs shaking like chaff, Feng Ji lightly knocked on the teacup, and said flatly: "Ming Tong, go and close the door."

Lu Mingtong immediately went to do it, and the little boy trembled when he heard the words, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you going to do!"

Lu Mingtong closed the door, rubbed his fists and said, "Scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to rescue you!"

Xiao Er's eyes widened when he heard the words, Feng Ji's mouth twitched and said: "This can't be used here."

Lu Mingtong was taken aback, and thought to himself, usually in the scripts, don't bullies always use this sentence when they want to bully men and women?

He took a step back, leaning against the door and said, "Then you should come."

A few words between the two of them scared the little girl out of his wits, his eyes flickered with guilt, and he considered whether to shout for help.

Feng Ji seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said slowly: "If I were you, I would choose to keep my mouth shut."

Xiao Er was startled, and saw that with a light flick of his fingertips, the teacup which was a foot away from her was split into pieces in an instant.

Feng Ji said: "I don't like making noise, if you dare to yell, I can guarantee that before you leave this door, your head will suffer the same fate as this teacup."

Seeing that his acting skills are so proficient, Lu Mingtong couldn't help admiring him, and finally remembered that Feng Ji pointed a sword at him before and said he wanted his own life, so he couldn't help but laugh again.

Sure enough... the best way to threaten people is force...

Xiaoer really didn't dare to act rashly, and surrendered tremblingly: "This old man, if you have something to say, speak it out, and the little one will know everything without saying it."

Feng Ji turned his gaze to Lu Mingtong who was blocking the door: "You should have seen him many times."

Xiao Er bit his head and said: "Yes... Every time this young master comes, I entertain him."

Feng Ji picked up the remaining undamaged teacup, casually waved in front of Xiao Er and said, "Then, has anyone ever told you that you should inform this young master of the news when he comes to this teahouse? "

Xiao Er's face turned pale, and when he was hesitating, the person in front of him secretly exerted force, and the teacup made a sound of being overwhelmed.

Looking at the teacup, Xiao Er seemed to see his own head, closed his eyes and confessed: "Yes, the second day you came to the teahouse, a masked man found me and hired me to do something for him. "

"What's the matter?"

Xiaoer said: "He asked me to keep an eye on the movements of these two young masters every day. If they come to the teahouse, he asked me to tie a red cloth next to the window sill on the second floor."

Lu Mingtong walked to the window: "Why didn't you hang up today?"

Xiao Er sneered and said, "Didn't you get caught by the two of you before you had time to hang up... Besides, the man said that you must hang up when the two young masters come together."

Feng Ji tapped his fingers on the table, he didn't know what he was planning, and after a while, he said: "Starting from today, I want you to hang a red cloth on the second floor every day."

Although Lu Mingtong couldn't figure out why he wanted Xiao Er to continue to hang the red cloth, he also understood that he must have some plan, so he waved his fist at Xiao Er: "Remember to hang up every day, if one day I pass by and find that you haven't hung up, I... ...He will definitely beat you!"

"Brother Feng, why did you ask him to hang that red cloth?"

Feng Ji led the people all the way to the north, saying: "To confuse the public."

Lu Mingtong thought for a while, then asked in surprise, "Who is confusing? The pretender?"

Feng Ji laughed and said: "Mingtong guess, why did that person pretend to be Shen Huai'an to stir up trouble?"

Lu Mingtong said: "I can't figure it out either... At first I thought it was Mr. Shen's enemy. But after these few days, coupled with the result of the interrogation of Xiao Er just now, I denied this idea."

Feng Ji signaled him to continue.

Lu Mingtong said: "If it is the enemy, then he should want to lure the unpredictable Mr. Shen to show up, and then find a way to assassinate him. But according to what Xiao Er said, he has already grasped Mr. Shen's whereabouts, but He never assassinated us, but chose to pretend to be Mr. Shen again, which is too strange."

Feng Ji tapped the tip of his nose with his fan bone, and said: "You can't figure it out, and those people in Lucheng can't figure it out even more. Now everyone only knows that Shen Huai'an behaves strangely, sometimes molesting ugly women, sometimes seducing beauties, but they don't know why he does this Do."

"People are always full of curiosity about unknown things." The footsteps of the two stopped under a tree.

Lu Mingtong is familiar with this place, yesterday he shared a few steamed buns with Shen Huaian on this tree.

"But when the veil of things is lifted and people know the truth, they will subconsciously react as they should." Feng Ji stretched out the people and continued to walk forward: "And these reactions will help us find the truth." A vital boost to the pretender."

After finishing speaking, he smiled lightly, and knocked on the door under Lu Mingtong's puzzled eyes.