Tread thousands of dust

After sitting down, Ling Ziming took a deep breath and said, "Brother Xun, you should know why I want to talk to you."

Xun Can said helplessly, "Why are you like him? What if I can't guess?"

Ling Ziming smiled: "I know you and brother...but I think brother intends to reconcile."

"Really?" Xun Can raised his eyebrows, "Do you think he meant it? And...you don't know why we broke up, do you?"

"It's true that he didn't tell me these things, but I think I know why." Ling Ziming blinked playfully.

Xun Can was taken aback: "Really"

Ling Ziming looked at him with a smile on his face: "Brother Xun, my brother... is usually more casual and doesn't care much about other people's ideas. And he likes to solve everything by himself, since he came to the imperial city , His plan never told me, I was actually angry, but there is no way, my brother has such a temper."

Xun Can raised his forehead and said, "He didn't even hide it from you, so he might tell me."

"But brother has no way to solve this knot. He is used to solving things by himself, especially in the past few years as the leader of the alliance, he has made important decisions. Brother Xiaohua or others can't help much. "Ling Ziming was a little worried, "My brother actually wants to open up, but he is always worried that it will hurt others. Brother Xiaohua has told him a few times, but he is like this."

Xun Can was silent for a moment, then turned to say: "Zi Ming, don't speak for him anymore, if he doesn't intend to untangle his heart, no one will help."

Ling Ziming was a little anxious: "But Brother Xun..."

"Alright, you'd better think about yourself. Now the crown prince doesn't need to marry Princess Wuxi, he always has you in his heart, and I hope you will think about it." Xun Can said calmly.

Ling Ziming shook his head: "Brother Xun, you must tell him that it is really impossible for us."

Xun Can was a little disappointed, but he knew that these things could not be forced, so he left anyway.

Mo Fengyi frowned and stared at Ling Ziming.

"What did you tell him?"

Ling Ziming pouted and said: "Brother, you obviously want to reconcile, why do you want to do this?"

"what"

Ling Ziming said calmly: "Brother Xun said it all, it can only depend on you..."

"Girl, leave me alone." Mo Fengyi said coldly.

Ling Ziming felt strange for a moment: "I don't intend to interfere with your affairs, but I don't want to see you so uncomfortable."

Mo Fengyi snorted coldly: "Okay, let me tell you. I'm different from Xun Can, and I don't plan to get along with anything, and I don't think I've done anything wrong! Don't meddle in my affairs!"

Ling Ziming was stunned, she knew that Mo Fengyi couldn't let Xun Can go, but she had nothing to do.

"Brother, you never get angry with me, and you never yell at me."

Mo Fengyi bit his lower lip, and said after a long while: "I... girl... I'm not angry, but at the beginning... I did something to offend him... .I......"

Mo Fengyi didn't know why he was so arrogant, he only knew that he didn't like to listen to other people's lectures, and he couldn't bear others to speculate on his mind at will.

But Zi Ming is not someone else, he can't help it.

"Brother." Ling Ziming said softly, "You should let go of your knot."

Mo Fengyi shook his head: "Don't worry about me, you should worry about yourself. That annoying spirit may come every day in the future. He is free from marriage constraints, and he has a lot of free time recently."

Ling Ziming glared at him and said nothing.

Xiang Qianrong smiled brightly, he knew that Mo Fengyi would definitely come to him.

"Why, have you figured it out?" Xiang Qianrong sipped his tea slowly.

Mo Fengyi propped his head up and said helplessly, "I didn't come to see you for tea today, I have something important to do."

Xiang Qianrong narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter with you, why don't you go to Jinzhai recently?"

Mo Fengyi's face darkened: "Xiang Qianrong, I heard that the Thunder Moon Festival has been handed over to the Ministry of Rites. Mr. Shang Shu is busy recently, so I will leave the hosting to you."

Xiang Qianrong asked with great interest: "What does this have to do with you? Don't tell me you're involved in the Thunder Moon Festival this time."

"Of course there is me, I like to join in the fun." Mo Fengyi smiled happily, "Master Xiang, why don't we cooperate?"

The corner of Xiang Qianrong's mouth twitched: "Are you going crazy with your idle time?" The prince finally won't marry, so you have nothing to do?"

"I sincerely invited you, but you rejected me so quickly." Mo Fengyi took a sip of tea and said with satisfaction, "This tea is really good."

Xiang Qianrong rolled his eyes: "Mo Fengyi, I heard that you went to the palace, why do you already feel that you have taken refuge in King Wei Bin?"

"What do you think?" Mo Feng was smiling. He always felt that Xiang Qianrong was untrustworthy, but he also felt that he should understand what he meant.

Xiang Qianrong sipped his tea and said: "Tsk, you are too insincere, why bother to win his trust? Do you think he really trusts you?"

"How could he trust me, but I don't think I have gained nothing, at least I know how he solved the locust plague back then." Mo Fengyi leaned back on the chair leisurely.

Xiang Qianrong sneered and said, "Let me tell you this, no one in the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty didn't know how he did it, but no one dared to mention it except Mr. Gongsun."

Mo Feng frowned: "Because he is favored by the emperor?"

"Perhaps, anyway, the emperor is willing to reward him and pretend not to see it. What can we do?" Xiang Qianrong said helplessly, "So what are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? Didn't you say last time that you knew why I went back to the imperial city? You didn't plan to talk about it." Mo Feng smiled strangely.

Xiang Qianrong smiled and said: "Zongshi Zongxiao...I said you will come, how about it, I want to know about those smuggling things"

"Of course, what do you know"

Xiang Qianrong picked up the cup and said: "I told you, I won't help you for nothing. If you want to know this, you have to do me a favor."

Mo Feng frowned: "You say."

Xiang Qianrong raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you agreeing? Don't be afraid that I will tell you false news."

"I'm not worried. After all, I've decided that you won't help Shu Renlu anymore." Mo Fengyi said indifferently.

Xiang Qianrong thought for a while and said, "Okay, my condition is...you have to lend me 100 people."

"what"

"You Wenyumeng people, you brought so much, can't you lend me a hundred?" Xiang Qianrong laughed.

Mo Fengyi frowned: "What do you want people in the Jianghu to do?"

"Hiss... I heard that you don't use people from Wen Yumeng to give the bride price to King Wei Bin?" Xiang Qianrong asked.

Mo Fengyi narrowed his eyes: "I really don't like you investigating me every day."

"Who made your Royal Highness so different?"

Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Xiang Qianrong thought about it: "Those people... If I'm not mistaken, are the rogues you helped my father calm down before you recruited them?"

Mo Fengyi knew what he was talking about, this is what he promised him when he provoked Xiang Qianrong at the beginning, to help him settle the turmoil in the imperial city, his original method was to recruit these people into the Wenyu League and let them work for him .

"It has nothing to do with you." Mo Fengyi was too lazy to chat.

"I'm just confirming. Let me declare first that the person I want must be a master. Don't give me those rascals." Xiang Qianrong smiled, "I need to do something, and I need the influence of the world."

Mo Fengyi asked: "Be clear, I don't want my people to die."

Xiang Qianrong said with a smile: "Actually, it's also about smuggling in the rivers and lakes. They are so arrogant that they dare to attack the weapons that my father and Lord Gongsun jointly escorted."

"What weapon?" Mo Fengyi was a little annoyed, it was a slap in the face.

Xiang Qianrong replied calmly: "Arrowheads and... a weapon I have never seen before."

Mo Feng said coldly: "Is it very long, with sharp ends?"

"Yes, you know"

"That's called the Emei thorn. I know who made it. Are the arrows you're talking about bow arrows?" Mo Fengyi's voice became colder and colder.

Xiang Qianrong nodded, and Mo Fengyi asked again: "Then what do you want these people for?"

"Teach them a lesson, I want those shops to be smashed." Xiang Qianrong said viciously.

Mo Feng was surprised. Although Xiang Qianrong did not follow the usual path, he usually had a charming smile on his face. When did he do such an outrageous thing?

"Then my people go, what if I get into trouble." Mo Fengyi smiled while crossing his arms.

Xiang Qianrong rolled his eyes: "Who dares to trouble you, don't worry, I just can't swallow this breath."

"Otherwise, I have a way to make it difficult for them, but it will take a while, you tell me what I want to know first, how about I help you get revenge later?" Mo Feng smiled harmlessly.

Xiang Qianrong raised his eyebrows: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about it, I'm going to take them anyway."

So Xiang Qianrong nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to know?"

"What else is smuggled?"

"Illegal salt and rouge, but weapons are the main purpose. After all, this is a big profit." Xiang Qianrong replied categorically.

"Are there other channels besides the cloth store?" Mo Feng asked strangely.

Xiang Qianrong asked with great interest: "I thought you only cared about the affairs of King Wei Bin, so you have checked it too."

"Do not talk nonsense."

Xiang Qianrong clicked his tongue and said: "Yes, how could it not be, my father caught and sealed two shops, but there is still a relatively large rouge shop that was not closed because no stolen goods were found."

Mo Fengyi nodded: "Is it right that one person manages all these stores?"

"That's right, his name is Yu Min, and he's pretty capable. He also owns several gambling houses in the imperial city, and he's very powerful." Xiang Qianrong reminded.

Mo Fengyi said thoughtfully: "I know this, and I also sent people to monitor his shop day and night, but there is nothing recently, I suspect he has already noticed."

"Don't worry, this person is arrogant and domineering. He causes a lot of troubles on weekdays. There are a lot of people who hate him. They may not be careful because they are aware of you." Xiang Qianrong comforted.

Mo Feng thought for a while and asked again: "Then have you noticed that he and Shu Renlu are in contact?"

Xiang Qianrong raised his eyebrows: "Princess."

"Does Jiang Zhi go there to buy clothes and cosmetics?" Mo Fengyi was already sure, "Hiss... this woman is not simple."

"Of course, she is not only the concubine, but also the right-hand man of King Wei Bin. Except for Ming Feiran, all the important things are entrusted to her." Xiang Qianrong said helplessly, "But their transactions are very normal. The things I looked up were pretty much useless.”

"Okay, leave the rest to me, you can think about what to do about Thunder Moon Festival now." Mo Fengyi said with relief.

Xiang Qianrong asked doubtfully, "Do you want me to help him?"

"It's not impossible, anyway, it's just pretending, as long as you don't stop me when the money is being broadcast." Mo Feng looked at him with a different smile.

Xiang Qianrong rolled his eyes again: "Leader Mo, you are too good at taking advantage, right? You didn't do anything, but I still want to help you"

Mo Feng smiled strangely: "How can Mr. Xiang say that, I just need it now, and this is not a big deal."

Xiang Qianrong said helplessly: "Why do you insist on making him trust you and you also know that he doesn't trust you at all."

"It's not important, I just need a reason to enter the palace." Mo Fengyi said indifferently, "I still remember when I went there for the first time when he got married, I found the secret door."

"What's the meaning"

Mo Fengyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I just want to chat with him more, it doesn't have to be that he trusts me, and as long as I enter the door more times, I will know the people there."

Xiang Qianrong smiled slyly: "How dare you buy people from the palace."

Mo Feng raised his chin and looked arrogant, how could he know so much if he didn't bribe the people there?

They chatted a few more words, and just as Mo Fengyi got up to leave, Xiang Qianrong's father, Xiang Liping, came back.

Mo Fengyi was not prepared, so he glanced at Xiang Qianrong, Xiang Qianrong said helplessly: "Who knew that his banquet ended so early."

Mo Fengyi saw that he hadn't entered yet, so he asked: "The Taiwei is Shu Renlu's uncle, will you..."

"Don't worry, Shu Renlu angered my father this time." Xiang Qianrong said coldly.

Xiang Liping was still a little surprised when he entered the door, but he turned cold and said, "So it was you who came."

Mo Fengyi couldn't understand the meaning of these words, so he just saluted and was ready to walk.

Xiang Liping said forcefully: "Your Highness, I have something to ask."

Mo Fengyi was startled suddenly, the temperament difference between Xiang Qianrong and his father must be too big, this man is obviously too majestic.

"It's fine for the captain to speak directly."

"I don't know Your Highness, what do you think of the eldest son of the emperor?" Xiang Liping asked directly.

Mo Feng paused for a moment, hesitating and hawing, he didn't know how to describe it: "Uh...His Royal Highness King Wei Bin...Wise and mighty"

Mo Feng glanced at Xiang Qianrong again and again, but the man didn't respond.

Xiang Liping snorted coldly: "So what if you are wise and powerful, anyway, the prince is not him."

"Taiwei means..." Mo Fengyi was a little at a loss, "Do you think the prince is better?"

"How can he compare with the Crown Prince?" Xiang Liping said coldly, "Your Highness, the old man thinks that you must choose carefully."

Mo Fengyi was a little apprehensive, and was in a daze until Xiang Qianrong brought him out.

"your dad......"

Xiang Qianrong smiled and said, "Scared you?"

"What does he mean? Do you think Shu Renlu is bad?"

"Maybe because of disaster relief and smuggling, my father is very disappointed in him, so I don't want you to have anything to do with him." Xiang Qianrong explained.

"I remember that he seemed to support Shu Renlu in the past, right? Don't you too?" Mo Fengyi was a little strange. Could it be that Xiang Liping is only disappointed now?Don't you know Shu Renlu's virtues before?

"Actually, my father never supported him, it's just that he didn't stand on the prince's side because of affection." Xiang Qianrong said indifferently, "And there is also my mother's reason, my father doesn't want to get too close to the prince. "

"Your father is so serious..." Mo Fengyi complained, curling his lips.

Xiang Qianrong shook his head: "He is very serious, maybe it's because of this that my mother can't bear it."

Mo Fengyi waved his hand: "That's all, it has nothing to do with me, I'll go first."

Xiang Qianrong smiled at him: "Hey, you owe me a favor, remember."

Mo Feng imitated him and rolled his eyes.

Yin Nihong looked at the plaque at the door with great interest: "Linfeng Wanxuan..."

Ling Ziming went out excitedly and said, "Neon!"

Yin Nihong went in and said happily: "I came as soon as I received your invitation."

"Of course I want you to come. I want to buy some rouge again, but I don't know what kind is good." Ling Ziming took Yin Nihong's arm affectionately and led her into the hall.

Mo Fengyi felt chills all over his body: "You...have you been in touch recently?"

"Of course, I've been going out with Nihong for the past few days, and I'm going out today too." Ling Ziming looked forward to it.

"Mr. Mo, I'm not like you. I'm very affectionate." Yin Nihong was too lazy to talk to him.

Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows and said: "Miss Yin, how can I say that Zi Ming's words have become so mean recently, so it was you who instigated it."

Yin Nihong immediately stood up and prepared to fan her.

"Mistress!"

Yin Nihong immediately smiled when he heard this crisp greeting: "Hey!"

Hou Ke respectfully brought her tea, and Mo Fengyi's eyes almost rolled out: "Hou Ke! What do you call her!"

Hou Ke shivered in fright: "Master...Master...she said..."

"What she says is what she says, why don't you ask her to be your master!" Mo Fengyi snorted coldly.

"I..." Hou Ke held the plate aggrievedly, not knowing what to do.

Mo Fengyi glared at Yin Nihong again: "Miss Yin, why bother to lie to the child? If you really love me, you can tell me, and I can consider you too."

Yin Nihong said disdainfully: "I don't like a person like you who is entangled with brothel women, but you are a good apprentice and quite obedient."

Mo Fengyi scolded coldly: "Hou Ke! From now on, please remember to be cautious in your words and deeds!"

"......Yes......"

Ling Ziming said helplessly: "Brother, it's just a joke, and I haven't yelled much."

"Shut up, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, where do you belong?" Mo Feng felt that Ling Ziming always turned his elbows outward.

"I..." Ling Ziming pouted unhappy.

Yin Nihong said, "Mo Fengyi, I happen to have something to tell you."

Mo Feng frowned: "What?"

"I can't just say that, I have conditions." Yin Nihong smiled and looked at the other side gently.

Mo Fengyi immediately felt uncomfortable: "You can tell me about something, right?"

"About Thunder Moon Festival." Yin Nihong continued with a smile.

Mo Feng's strange expression recovered: "What do you want to say?"

"The gift we originally prepared was for your prince, but he is not married now, so he can't give it away, so we prepared another gift about the Thunder Moon Festival. Guess what it is?" Yin Nihong said He cast a look at him in all kinds of ways, "This gift has something to do with you."

Mo Fengyi was a little uneasy: "What?"

"Guess." Yin Nihong smiled charmingly.

Mo Fengyi really didn't want to bother with her: "Let's not talk, let's talk, girl, I'll go back to my room first."

Before Ling Ziming could react, Yin Nihong said angrily: "Mo Feng is different! This has something to do with you! You are not afraid of death!"

Mo Fengyi looked back lazily: "Then you don't say anything, what are the conditions, I'm not interested."

"Okay, okay, for Zi Ming's sake, let me tell you, Yin Weizhen is going to give the rubbings of "Strategy of Marrow Cutting" to your emperor on the day of Thunder Moon Festival." Yin Nihong also became serious.

Mo Fengyi suddenly widened his eyes.