The bright moon sits on the ground

As Zhang Yu expected at first, once the news leaked out, the spectators who heard the news would be like sparrows on the branches of the trees, chirping, shoulder to shoulder, and all of them stretched their necks to join in the fun.

Zhang Shuangbi has always been sympathetic to the common people and has no pretensions. Therefore, the gate of the palace at this time has been completely surrounded.

The coachman let out a cry, tightened the reins, and the carriage stopped slowly at the gate of Zhen'e Mansion. The guards on both sides were holding spears, and their faces were serious. They waited until Zhang Concubine lifted the curtain before taking a few steps forward. , raised her hand to pick her up—then Zhang Concubine waved her hand, didn't touch those hands covered with cold iron armor, lifted her skirt by herself, and stepped off the carriage.

This time Nie Qiu was playing the role of a new son-in-law, and Fang Qisheng was naturally a servant.

So, after Zhang Concubine, Fang Qisheng got out of the carriage, tied aside the soft curtain that covered the scenery inside the carriage, bowed slightly, and under the gaze of everyone, Fang Qisheng made the same movements as the previous guards .

He raised his right hand, palm facing up, and handed it to Nie Qiu, and called softly, "Master."

This time he asked Xuan Wu to change his face in advance, so others didn't see that he was the knight in black at all.

People outside probably thought this scene was very common. Only Nie Qiu in the carriage could see it clearly. After Fang Qisheng said the word "son", he turned his back to everyone and made a "girl" in a narrow and wicked way. " mouth shape.

If he is really a little girl, then Fang Qisheng should be a bandit bully occupying one side.

This kind of polite, respectful and well-behaved image is indeed completely incompatible with Fang Qisheng, but this look makes him feel familiar. Nie Qiu thought that compared to Fang Qisheng, he is actually more suitable for the role of serving people.

How could any son need someone to help him get off the carriage, even Zhang Yu got off the carriage by himself.

But Fang Qi had already stretched out his hands, and the people on the side of the road were looking eagerly.

Nie Qiu hesitated for a few seconds before raising his hand.

Originally, he just wanted to put it on Fang Qisheng's wrist vainly, and make a movement, meaning it would be good, but when Nie Qiu really stretched out his hand, the wind filled his sleeves, and he lowered his gaze, and caught a glimpse of Fang Qisheng's wrist Tangled overlapping red lines.

Actually more than that.

Not just redlines.

Under the red line, there are also hickey marks and bite marks that cannot be concealed. They are deep and shallow. They were left not long ago. Under the sleeves that want to hide.

Fang Qisheng's hand was still in the carriage. Anyway, no one saw it, so Nie Qiu had some inexplicable thoughts.

So, he put his hand in Fang Qisheng's palm, moved his fingertips, and rubbed lightly on his wrist.

Fang Qisheng has become accustomed to Nie Qiu's occasional overtures, and he didn't even think about it too much. He raised his eyebrows slightly, gathered his five fingers, and wrapped his wrists not too hard, getting close and alienated. Then, he took a step back and pulled Nie Qiu out. Lead away.

The weather was gloomy, there was no sunshine, and the wind was howling. Nie Qiu covered the wind, and followed Fang Qisheng's movements, and got off the carriage.

The people who joined in the fun began to cheer, whistling and yelling.

Maybe they don't care at all who the son-in-law is and who they want to marry, they just want to find a topic after dinner.

This scene is very similar to how he attended various banquets in his previous life.

It's just that there was no cheering at that time, there was only a lifeless silence, and there were complicated and obscure eyes.

Although this secret identity is not glorious, notorious and shunned by everyone, he still lives comfortably and happily.

In the past, Chang Deng always said, I don’t need you to earn me any fame, I don’t need you to be well-known, I don’t need you to be admired by everyone, whether it’s praise or abuse, it doesn’t matter, as long as you live happily , a lifetime of health and safety.

Then Yin Qingqing, who had been listening to the side for a while, spoke up, saying, whether it is healthy or happy, these are all based on unshakable strength, junior brother, you must know that martial arts is not for Being in the limelight is just a means of self-protection, it will allow you to find a place to stay in this troubled world, it will allow you to stand firm and have the right to choose.

Nie Qiu let go of Fang Qisheng's hand, and hung it down, sticking it to his waist, looking at the majestic Zhen'e Mansion in front of him.

He lived a new life, and he lived a happy life, laughing more times than in the second half of his previous life combined.

This is not in vain of the vision of the master and senior sister, he thought, as for the place of shelter, Fang Qisheng's place is where he lives.

He has people he wants to be with, people he wants to protect, things he wants to do, things he has to do, mountains and rivers he wants to see all over, past times he has bid farewell to, memories he can never forget, whether sad or happy , what should be rolled up should be rolled up.

Nie Qiu thought, and stepped into Zhen'e Mansion.

The guard bowed his head to avoid it, and did not take away the long knife in his waist—maybe it was because King Zhen'e had always had a good impression of knights in the rivers and lakes, so the rules in this palace were not as cumbersome and rigid as other palaces.

Or, this is also a rare trace of arrogance that Zhang Shuangbi showed.

He has the confidence to preserve the precarious Zhen'e Mansion.

Stepping through the threshold, you will see the cloud, bamboo, pines and cypresses that can be seen everywhere in the Wangfu. In late autumn, they do not gradually wither, yellow and thin like other plants and trees, but are more vigorous and full of vitality.Zhen'e has strong winds all the year round, and the draft blows away, taking away a piece of emerald green, rustling and swaying with the wind, as if trying to paint the pale and dim sky with a layer of vivid and wanton colors.

Zhang Yu led Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng across the courtyard, and she met a maid passing by in a hurry on the way, and she called her back.

"Where did Ruirui go?"

The maid raised her head timidly, glanced at the three of them, then quickly lowered her head, and replied very humbly and respectfully: "Return to the eldest lady, the young lady is going to take a bath and change clothes. A change of clean clothes…”

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, her expression darkened, and she said, "I have told you many times, why didn't these things be prepared in advance? What about Bi Tao, who was newly recruited into the mansion a few days ago, why don't you see her to serve you?" Ruirui?"

"Bitao...was called away by the young master, so I had to take care of the young lady to take a bath on her behalf."

This Zhang Qi, Zhang Concubine sighed inwardly, every pretty girl in this mansion would probably be harmed by him once.

Zhang Shuangbi got angry several times because of this matter, but these little girls were all willing, and Zhang Qi couldn't act like ordinary people because of his serious leg disease, so he didn't do anything irreparable things come.

Idle, frivolous, dissolute, with only a good appearance, and sometimes put forward some strange opinions.

To be honest, Zhang Yu has never really seen through her big brother once.

Therefore, even though she disagreed, was helpless, and even resisted, she was still full of awe and vigilance.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Zhang Yu had no choice but to wave her hand and asked the maid to fetch Zhang Rui's clothes without further questioning.

"I made you two laugh." She said with a slightly apologetic expression, "I hope you don't mind my long-windedness too much."

Nie Qiu didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to express relief, a voice suddenly came from not far away, the tone was gentle, but like the cold wind in a severe winter month, it aroused people's spirits and forced his whole body to tense up. That sentence could not be uttered.

"Xiao'er, and this... is the knight who won the first place in the martial arts competition?"

Zhang Shuangbi walked through the corridor, the shadows of bamboo whirled, and the branches and leaves of pines and cypresses reflected on his sleeve robe, followed by a stern silence.

Although Fang Qisheng was easy to tolerate, he was unavoidably nervous at this time, and he tried to calm down and gave Nie Qiu a wink.

Zhang Yu didn't expect Zhang Shuangbi to appear at such a time. She was stunned for a moment, and soon she stepped forward a few steps to Zhang Shuangbi. She was half sincere and half false, and complained to him: "Didn't you say Waiting in the study? I was taken aback."

"Your eldest brother likes to stay in his chess pavilion on weekdays. Ruirui went to tidy up his appearance again. You Uncle An and I waited in the study for a long time. I was really bored, so I just came out for a walk. I happened to meet you. It must be due to fate." He said, and An Pi, who was behind him, also walked out of the corridor, with his usual expression, and greeted Zhang Yu with a smile.

As expected of King Zhen'e, even if he just said some homely words, there was an undeniable aura on his body.

Unlike the reckless and timid young deer, the lion does not need to roar, show its minions, or emphasize authority. It just needs to lie down lazily under the tree. Go forward and challenge easily.

Nie Qiu closed his eyes, quickly adjusted his mentality, and turned around following Fang Qisheng.

That moment seemed to be elongated, becoming slow and dull, the sound of the wind stagnated, the shadows of the trees condensed, and the lingering sound did not fade away, but Nie Qiu turned around slowly, and the Frost Knife at his waist came into everyone's sight, The dark red scabbard, the slender handle, and the quaint and delicate intricate patterns all explain the rarity of this knife and its unusualness.

Then, he saw very clearly that Zhang Shuangbi's smile stopped on his lips, his deliberately softened eyes faded away, and gradually turned into falling jade dust, piled up into a vast white snowfield, and finally brewed a way to escape. Avoidable blizzard.

Zhang Shuangbi reached out and clasped Zhang Yu's wrist, and pulled her behind her, with a cold expression on her face. She didn't explain a word to the bewildered Zhang Yu, but stared at Nie Qiu in front of her, looked her up and down, and said: "Let me ask you, what is your master's name?"

Not only Zhang Yu, but also Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng didn't know why his expression suddenly changed.

Because they were worried that Fang Qisheng would arouse Zhang Shuangbi's anger, they found another way and chose to enter the palace in this way.

However, who can explain why Zhang Shuangbi was irritated when he saw Nie Qiu?

Nie Qiu didn't know why he showed such an expression at all, and he didn't know why he asked about the master, and he was afraid of spoiling Fang Qisheng's affairs, so he was stunned for a moment, and didn't answer Zhang Shuangbi's question right away.

"Answer my question." The majestic King Zhen'e suddenly became aggressive, and Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng could even clearly feel the killing intent surging from him, "Is your master Chang Deng?"

Now, the reason is obvious.

Nie Qiu finally understood that Zhang Shuangbi turned his face when he saw the Hanshuang knife tied around his waist.

It doesn't make any sense to be vague at this time, Hanshuang has already explained everything.Zhang Shuangbi did not really want to confirm with Nie Qiu whether his master is Changdeng when he said this, but to question him——

Your master is Changdeng, why do you dare to stand in front of me?

"Yes." Nie Qiu suddenly realized that his voice was trembling slightly, but it was not because of fear, but because of a sudden burst of anger, which burned his chest with tight pain, and the gentle smile in his eyes was also suppressed. , as if the long knife that had been put into the sheath all year round showed a cold and sharp edge, the demeanor on his body changed sharply, and he said clearly, "I am a teacher of Lieyun knife, Changdeng."

In the end, he raised his eyes, looked at Zhang Shuangbi, and asked with a firm attitude, "May I ask King Zhen'e for advice?"

Fang Qisheng was listening, although he didn't understand what was involved, when he raised his eyes to look for his uncle, he happened to see the dim light in An Picai's eyes, his whole body was cold for a moment, and for a moment he felt that they were in love Who's game.

But it can't be An Picai, he regards himself as his own son, and when the master disappeared, he was the first to...

Wait, why did An Pi come to tell them about Chang Jinyu's disappearance?

Why was he the first to discover Chang Jinyu's disappearance?

Fang Qisheng found that he couldn't answer these questions. For a long time, it was An Pi who told them all kinds of information, and they didn't even doubt it.

No, the master and the uncle love each other as brothers, which is obvious to all.

An Picai has never done anything that put them in a dangerous situation. He has always been gentle, mature and stable. He has never been angry or panicked. He will always be Fang Qisheng and Huang Sheng's most solid backing.

Fang Qisheng bit his lower lip violently, and the pain and rust-like breath made him more conscious.

He didn't let himself think about it anymore, he stepped forward and grabbed Nie Qiu's wrist - at this moment, he only wanted an answer, and he didn't mind making Zhang Shuangbi even more angry, so he took the first step, just when Zhang Shuangbi was about to speak , Said: "King Zhen'e, Zhang Shuangbi, Uncle Zhang, no matter how I call you, you will probably tell me to get out of Zhen'e Mansion in the next moment."

"So I decided to finish this conversation before you chase me away."

"I didn't kill people. I have always dared to act. If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have done it."

Surprise appeared in King Zhen'e's eyes, he turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at An Picai who was silent behind him.

"An Picai, you already knew?" Zhang Shuangbi couldn't believe that he had just jumped into the trap. He didn't know who to settle with first, so he laughed angrily, and finally understood why An Pi killed him this morning. I put tung oil on my long/spear, so it was to disarm him first, so that he would not make a move when facing these two juniors.

"A disciple of Chang Deng, a disciple of Chang Jinyu, unexpectedly chose to make friends..."

The second half of the sentence was cut off between his lips and teeth, and he didn't say it. Instead, he turned around and asked Zhang Yu to go back to the room first.

Zhang Concubine was a little hesitant at first, but Zhang Shuangbi's tone was too strong, and there was a sign that she was about to get angry with her. You know, she hadn't seen Zhang Shuangbi angry for more than ten years, and she didn't dare to persuade her for a while. What's more, since Zhang Yu discovered that the twists and turns were more complicated than she imagined, she realized that she could not change the situation.

After Zhang Concubine left, Zhang Shuangbi turned around, glanced at Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng, and suddenly asked for no reason: "Have you heard of the 'Five Jue Lianbi' from your respective masters? Who are they?"

Nie Qiu had heard that Chang Deng and Wen Yunshui were two of the "Five Secrets of Union", but he really didn't know who the others were.

Fang Qisheng, on the other hand, had never received any news about "Five Jue Lian Bi" from Chang Jinyu, and he had never even heard of it.

Zhang Shuangbi was not surprised to see both Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng's blank expressions.

"An Picai, you did a good job, it's up to you to clean up the mess." He sighed slowly and said, "Also, are you misunderstanding something? Kuan Guang's bad guy, I will personally settle the accounts that should be settled. I didn't want to do it at first, but you two just want to come to the door, so don't blame me for turning my face and denying people. "

Zhang Shuangbi raised his hand, and in an instant, guards rushed from all directions, holding spears with sharp edges facing inwards, and surrounded Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng, leaving them a narrow circle. It's hard to breathe.

It can be seen from the momentum that these people are clearly not simple guards, but soldiers who have been on the battlefield and bathed in blood.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Whether it's new or old hatred, let's solve it together."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shuangbi ordered in a cold voice: "Take me away and wait for disposal."

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