Rivers and Lakes Records

Since he was entrusted by others, Lu Mingtong should do his best to help out, and sent Dou Sprout to spy on anyone who behaved suspiciously among the guests that night.

Lu Douya didn't get the news out of his young master's mouth until the end, and went to investigate with a sullen face, but of course found nothing.Lu Mingtong was not surprised by this result, it would be strange if it could be found out so easily.

The day when the Famous Sword Conference officially started was approaching. The disciples who were taken out to talk that day could find evidence to prove that they were not there. Master Yang lost his sword, but he couldn't find out who did it.I have to pretend to be happy every day, and smile at the guests who come and go.Only Lu Mingtong knew that there was a heart that was about to burst into flames hidden under his layers of folds.

Feng Ji looked at him going in and out every day and didn't know what he was busy with, as if he had seen through his tricks at a glance, he leaned against the door and said: "Why, what happened to the Yang family?"

Lu Mingtong scratched his ears and cheeks, how did he know?

Master Yang took the initiative to tell him?No, no, the leader of the Demon Cult knew about this, and it didn't help the Yang family at all.

That is……

Every time this person couldn't hide something in front of him, he would show a bewildered expression with his eyes empty. Feng Ji shook his head, stepped forward and patted his head with a folding fan: "What are you thinking?"

Lu Mingtong covered his head and did not speak.

Feng Ji said: "Don't think about it, in the past whenever you encountered a problem, you would always come to me for help, but these few days you are out of your mind, running in and out by yourself, how can I not see that there is something tricky?"

Lu Mingtong was stunned, and then thought about it seriously, it seemed that it was exactly what Feng Ji said, whenever he encountered something that gave him a headache, he would subconsciously ask Feng Ji for help.

Maybe it's because of the friendship between the two, Feng Ji treats him like a big brother.

Lu Mingtong thought silently, Master Yang, this is none of my business, I will keep my mouth shut, he is too smart to see through me.

Therefore, he disarmed and surrendered without hesitation, and informed the other party of the loss of the Yang family's sword.

"The heirloom sword..." Feng Ji rubbed his chin: "This is a big trouble for Mr. Yang."

Lu Mingtong looked at him suspiciously.

Feng Ji glanced at him with a smile: "The Yang family has always seen a sword as if it were the head of the house. Master Yang was full of joy and prepared to praise Yang Tong as the head of the house, but at such a critical moment, the sword was lost. Could it be that someone wanted to stop him from doing so?" Do?"

Lu Mingtong said: "How do you know he will pass it on to Yang Tong?"

Feng Ji said: "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Master Yang loves his eldest son very much. Although Yang Feng is more motivated than his elder brother, but there is a direct lineage relationship, Master Yang is very obvious. I still prefer Yang Tong."

"In this way, as his brother's competitor, it is not impossible for Yang Feng to get in the way of the succession. Moreover, during the famous sword conference, the Yang family was under martial law. He must have had a deep understanding of the patrol arrangements of the Yang family's guards. Let's do it." Lu Mingtong thought to himself, "But Master Yang didn't disclose the news that he was going to pass on the throne in advance, so how did he know and take action?"

"This point is still unknown." Feng Ji said: "Although we deduce it like this, there is no evidence that can directly prove that Yang Feng is the one who stole the sword. Let's try him first."

Although the trace of the sword has not been found, Mr. Yang still held the famous sword meeting as scheduled under the pressure of everyone.

When Lu Mingtong was worried that he and Yang Feng hadn't met before, and didn't know how to test him, Yang Feng came to the door himself.

"Master Fengyunshi, father is already waiting for you at Mingjian Pavilion." The young man lowered his head, revealing a fair neck: "Please come with me."

Along the way, Lu Mingtong's eyes kept rolling, and he thought of a hundred ways to test him. In the end, he just coughed and said, "Second Young Master Yang."

Yang Feng was silent and hurried all the way, and Lu Mingtong couldn't help feeling that he already knew his plan and was about to run away.

Yang Feng's footsteps paused, stopped, and turned around hesitantly: "What orders does Master Fengyun have?"

His neck and skin were stained with a faint red, and with the speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly spread to the root of the ear.

Lu Ming was startled childlike, he had never heard that Second Young Master Yang had such a shy personality, he just called out, why did he blush like this!

This made him a little bit unbearable, trying to give birth to a feeling that he was bullying an innocent child, even if this 'child' was a major suspect of stealing the sword.

"It's okay, I just want to ask how many guests have arrived."

"Oh..." Yang Feng scratched his head: "Most of the guests have just got up and are having breakfast. Father said that Envoy Fengyun holds an important position, so he has to work hard to get everyone to sit down."

Lu Ming thought in his heart, being a wind and rain envoy is also a hard job, he has to get up early for the martial arts conference, and he has to get up early for the famous sword conference.

However, Yang Feng came to him dressed so early, so it was self-evident that he had time to rest.

"Second Young Master has worked harder than me. Master Yang should be very pleased to have Second Young Master help preside over the meeting. By the way, why is Eldest Young Master missing?"

Yang Feng has always been reprimanded by Master Yang for being stupid, or being pressed by his elder brother and scolded him for being an idiot. How can anyone praise himself like that.

"Thank you for the compliment from Envoy Fengyun. These are all my duties. Brother, he was sent by his father to the Jianlu for inspection early in the morning. He should be on his way back by now."

Lu Mingtong said: "Go to Jianlu to check what?"

Yang Feng remembered that Lu Mingtong was also invited by Master Yang that day. He already knew about the loss of the sword, so he didn't need to hide it: "Today is the first day of the Famous Sword Conference. Father is afraid that things like before will happen again." It happened once, and the big brother was sent to check it."

Lu Mingtong said: "They? Who else?"

Yang Feng looked sincere, and he answered Lu Mingtong's questions: "There are Brother Pei and Junior Brother Mu."

"I don't understand one thing." Lu Mingtong said with a smile: "I remember that Mr. Pei is the sixth son according to the ranking. Logically speaking, he should be included in the ranks of juniors together with Mr. Mu. How could it be said by the second Mr. Become a big brother?"

Yang Feng said embarrassingly: "Junior Brother Mu is not much different from us in age, but Big Brother Pei is a few years older than us. I always feel weird calling him Junior Brother."

Lu Mingtong rolled his eyes: "The second young master ranks among the disciples?"

"I... I am ranked third." Yang Feng blushed: "After the eldest brother, my father took in Senior Brother Liu, and then gave birth to me with my mother."

Lu Mingtong asked: "How many disciples does the Yang family have?"

Yang Feng said: "There are about a hundred people."

Lu Mingtong was speechless: "So many... are they all taken in after the two young masters were born?"

"It's not..." Yang Feng didn't know what came to mind, and he looked a little embarrassed: "In fact, many juniors and juniors came to apprentice before I was born. My father gave them positions first, but I was born later. Then I moved everyone back one more place."

Good guy, I didn't expect that Master Yang would take away his apprentices so freely, as long as he was his son, he would arrange him to a high position regardless of who came first?

No, what about Senior Brother Liu?

"Senior brother Liu is the nephew of my elder sister's husband Jun's family... He came in early, and my father worried that mentioning him behind me would make my elder sister angry, so he gave up."

Lu Mingtong didn't know what to pick up for a while, and Yang Feng probably felt that these reasons sounded unacceptable to outsiders, and added with smoke on his cheeks: "Although this is the case, but...in fact, many juniors and sisters are also very strong. , especially Brother Pei, even the abbot of Shaolin Jing Wu praised him, and many seniors in the martial arts said that he was young and promising, and he deserved a great responsibility. Ah, there is also Shiba Shimei, her swordsmanship is also very outstanding, Once challenged and won three senior brothers with one person..."

When he spoke, his voice lowered: "Although it sounds strange, everyone gets along very happily, and no one is upset because of this."

Lu Mingtong looked at him trying to explain, and the unbearable feeling in his heart became stronger.This Second Young Master Yang looked shy and silent at first glance, but once he opened the chatter box, he couldn't close it anymore, and seeing that he was about to drag him to the place where everyone lived to prove harmony, Lu Mingtong said quickly: "Second Young Master Yang! Time is running out It's early, let's go to Jiange!"

Yang Feng had no choice but to give up. This time he changed his position and walked side by side with Lu Mingtong. Lu Mingtong was afraid that he would say something about the happy daily life of the brothers and sisters, so he yawned and changed the subject all the way.

Arriving at the Jiange, Lu Mingtong was taken to see Master Yang with a bitter face. There was a wide open space under the Jiange, and Master Yang had sent his disciples to set up seats below.

"Envoy Fengyun is here." Master Yang nodded slightly towards Lu Mingtong, then said to Yang Feng: "Feng'er, Envoy Fengyun please take a seat."

Yang Feng cupped his hands and said, "Please follow me."

Lu Mingtong followed him all the way to the seat, looked at the busy people in the audience, and suddenly stepped forward and whispered: "Second Young Master, have you found what Master Yang lost?"

Under the crowd, Yang Feng was in a trance for a moment, then immediately turned around and covered his mouth.

Lu Mingtong: "..."

Seeing that no one was looking this way, Yang Feng felt relieved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and felt the heat gradually sprinkled on the palm of his hand, so his face blushed and he withdrew his hand: "Sorry for the abruptness...it's just that father Everyone is sensitive about this matter, I have lost my temper several times in the past few days, and there are too many people here, I subconsciously..."

Lu Mingtong wiped his lips, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay."

He continued to ask without giving up: "Then...Second Young Master Yang, did you see any suspicious-looking people that night? Who was Second Young Master Yang with that night?"

"He's with me."

Yang Tong's voice came from behind indifferently, he looked at the two standing together, walked forward, and repeated again: "He was with me that day, my brother is stupid, what does the wind and cloud make adults want to ask?" Yes, just ask me."

Originally wanted to test one or two separately, but unexpectedly got caught, Lu Mingtong tried his best to ease the awkward silence around him, and said, "Young Master Yang, I just..."

It's a pity that Yang Tong didn't seem to intend to give him a chance to explain, but with a cold face, he said as if he was a different person: "Feng'er is a simple person, that incident was definitely not what he did, and he wanted to find out the truth. Master Fengyun, let’s find someone else.”

"I……"

Yang Tong interrupted: "The most important thing right now is the opening ceremony of the conference. If you have anything you want to say, you might as well come to me after the ceremony is over. Now we both have important matters, so I won't accompany you and leave." The little swirl that used to hang on his face disappeared without a trace, he finished speaking with a dull face, and dragged Yang Feng away without any explanation.

Lu Mingtong froze in place, watched the two brothers' backs go further and further away, pursed his lips and sat down.

It was obvious that he was testing Yang Feng for his benefit, but he put on a look of affection for his younger brother, and when he came up, he bombarded him full of gunpowder.

Forget it, forget it, put the overall situation first, don't care about the child, don't care about the child...

Lu Mingtong closed his eyes and cleared the pent-up qi for himself dozens of times. It took him a long time to open his eyes, picked up the pen and paper in front of the case, and calmly wrote down the word 'forbearance'.

Enduring for a while, Lu Mingtong breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and saw a familiar red figure appearing in the distance from the stage, that person seemed to have found his location at a glance, smiled and gently waved his fan towards him Come, and fly in front of yourself with a show of lightness.

All the grievances in Lu Mingtong's heart erupted in an instant—fuck it!