reborn wife

"stop!"

Just when Wen Zhiru thought he was going to be too late, another burst of silver light brushed against his right ear and flew straight past. Someone threw a cross dart and missed the man in black who was about to stab the brocade. Yihui's long sword.

Jin Yihui was finally able to breathe, took a step back and kept a distance from that person.

Turning his head, not far away, someone led an army of hundreds of people to quickly surround the soldiers led by the big man before, and that man came to Wen Zhiru in white clothes and a white horse.

"Feng... Shopkeeper Feng?"

After seeing the person who came, Wen Zhiru only felt like he was dreaming. From the time his father asked him to ask Feng Rong for help, he knew that this so-called shopkeeper of the restaurant was not an ordinary person, but he never expected that he would use Entering the stage in this way saved the lives of all of them.

Today's Fengrong is a little different from what I saw in [Rufeng Drink], it is still the flawless but cold and aloof face, but there is more domineering arrogance in every gesture.

He didn't answer Wen Zhiru's doubts, but got off his horse and walked towards the man in black.

When the man in black saw Feng Rong, he was a little surprised at first, then he simply pulled off his mask and put on a pretended relaxed smile, "Junior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, are you okay?"

Feng Rong just replied coldly: "Of course I'm fine, I'm afraid that today, you are going to be sick."

"Junior brother, you and I belong to the same sect anyway, not to mention that you have always only asked about these official affairs, why did you insist on stirring up this troubled water today?"

"Do you know who you are going to kill today?"

The man in black smiled contemptuously, "I'm just a prince of the royal family, but I want to trouble my junior brother to save you?"

"No, I'm talking about him." Feng Rong took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist and threw it back to Wen Zhiru, "This is a good medicine for internal injuries. Take it for him and meditate for a few minutes later. It'll be fine in an hour."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Feng." Wen Zhiru quickly took out a pill from the bottle and fed it to Jin Yihui.

"Him?" The man in black also turned his gaze to Wen Zhiru, slightly puzzled, "It's just the young master of some rich family in the capital!"

"No, he is the eldest son of brother Wen's house."

Everyone: "..."

That's right!

Master Wen Shangshu and Shopkeeper Feng are brothers?

Wen Zhiru was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Isn't his father the chief assistant?When did he practice martial arts, why didn't he know?

No wonder his father noticed immediately when he sneaked to [Rufeng Drink] to sell paintings. It turned out that the two had known each other for a long time and had a close relationship...

"It turned out...hehe..." The man in black laughed dryly, "It turned out to be him."

"Brother, master has been idle all his life, and what he dislikes the most is that his disciples participate in the court battles. Senior brother Wen has the emperor's life and has no choice but to do it, but why do you help others like this? Let master and his old man be in the sky. rest in peace?"

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, "I have been a disciple of the sect since I was a child, and I am the oldest disciple in the sect who accompanied the master, taught the longest, and taught the most, but in the end, he passed on all his martial arts. It was given to you and that boy surnamed Wen, so close, why should I care what he thinks?"

"After all, the master gave you the position of head, after all, the master trusts you the most."

"What is the false name of the head of the sect compared to the power of gold and silver, and unrivaled martial arts? He just casually sent people things that you and Wen didn't like."

Feng Rong didn't say any more, just shook her head slightly, with the intention of mourning her indisputability.

"Let's talk nonsense, since you and I are the masters today, then you should hurry up and come here! I want to see, how much of the master's martial arts have you learned?"

"Senior brother, offend me." Feng Rong turned around and took off the long sword from the white horse.

When the sword was unsheathed, there was a buzzing sound, like a song, but it was a good sword.

The man in black half-closed his eyes, "Unexpectedly, the Broken Soul Sword that the old guy never left his body was given to you. I thought he would always take it into the coffin. But maybe you stole it. We can see."

"Okay, what you said is just to arouse my anger, so that I can't concentrate on being hostile to you. But I may not be fooled by you."

"No, little brother, I just said—"

He saw that Feng Rong seemed to be in a trance for a moment, so he attacked with a sword unexpectedly, and Wen Zhiru who was on the side almost screamed in fright.

But after all, Feng Rong got the true biography of a hero, so he easily neutralized the opponent's attack, and attacked back with a backhand.

His movements are as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, with a hint of flexibility amidst his strength, which is even more pleasing to the eye when matched with his solid white clothes.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhiru didn't know that these murderous moves would look so good in the hands of some people.

From time to time, it is clear which is higher and which is lower.

Seeing the situation, the big man understood why the situation was over. The hundreds of people he brought had already been subdued by the soldiers and horses of Mr. Feng, and the man in black was obviously no match for him.

He put away the false imperial decree he had snatched from Jin Yihun just now, trying to sneak away when no one was prepared.

"stop!"

Jin Yihui felt much better after taking the elixir given by Feng Rong, and in a blink of an eye, he discovered the big man's intentions, raised his hand and blocked the opponent's path with the long sword in his hand.

"You only have half your life left, and you still want to stop me?"

Wen Zhiru replied: "Then how about adding the two of them?"

As he said that, Leng Feng and Leng Yun had already stood in front of the man.

"Hehe, my mistake today is in the hands of you two boys." He tightened his grip on the false edict, "However, anyway, if I just die, if I just get caught without a fight, I'm afraid even my family will suffer. Then he actually took out a half-foot-long gunpowder cartridge from his arms and lit it.

"Get out of the way!" At that moment, Jin Yihui didn't have time to stop him from seeking his own death, he just roared, pulled Wen Zhiru up and hid behind a rock that was as tall as a person not far away.

"Bang..." Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar, and countless snow and broken rocks splashed in all directions.

The man in black also took this opportunity to disappear without a trace.

Jin Yihun glanced at the pool of blood and flesh not far away, and blocked Wen Zhiru behind him, "Don't look."

Wen Zhiru rubbed his painful eardrums, "Then... imperial decree."

"Forget it, now that you and I can save our lives is more important than anything else. Now that we know about Lord Rui's ambitions, we must be on our guard. I believe he will show his feet in the near future."

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Fortunately, the power of the gunpowder brought by the big man was not too powerful, except that the carriage and luggage were blown to pieces and there were not many casualties. They don't even know who they are serving.

Jin Yihui felt that even if they were pushed to the capital, they would not be able to ask any questions, so he just let them go home.

The group temporarily followed Feng Rong to a nearby town to make some adjustments.

After taking a hot bath, treating the wound, and changing into clean clothes, several people finally sat down at the dinner table and talked about all the confusion in their hearts.

"Actually, it was the brother who guessed that you would be in danger early on, but he couldn't alert the government without evidence, and he was not sure if you would really encounter any accidents, so he chose to repair the book and let me secretly help you." you."

"Then...those iron knight soldiers?" If you don't disturb the government, where can a small restaurant shopkeeper get these people?

Feng Rong said bluntly, "Those are naturally my people."

"you……"

Wen Zhiru wanted to say something, but he had experienced too many turbulent waves these days, and his brain was not enough for a while.

On the contrary, Jin Yihui quickly guessed the other party's identity, "You are Uncle Fenghuang?"

"Feng...uncle emperor?" According to the legend of the Great Jin Dynasty, the elite cavalry who inherited the secrets of the emperor Gaozu, but disappeared mysteriously after the age of seven, the youngest brother of the former emperor, Lord Feng?

Prince Feng's name is Jinfeng. His biological mother was of mediocre background, but she was born beautiful. She was favored by the emperor Gaozu, and was even made an exception as Concubine Feng, which almost caused an uproar in the harem.

However, the concubine was unlucky, and Concubine Feng died of dystocia not long after. To commemorate him, Emperor Gaozu bestowed the single name of the newborn little prince with the word "Feng".

"Now I'm just an arty businessman who runs a restaurant in the capital."

"Since you and my father have known each other for a long time, he will ask you for help, which means that my father also knew your identity early?"

father!Is there anything else you don't know about Da Jinchao?

Jinfeng just drank a cup of tea without answering.

Wen Zhiru continued to ask, "That day... in [Rufeng Drink], did the paintings I sold to you have any special origins?"

"[Xiwei], that's the small letter your mother used to give herself when she slipped out of the house disguised as a man before she got married." When talking about this memory, Jinfeng's face showed a rare tenderness, " In fact, that day by the window on the second floor, I knew your identity as soon as I saw you. You are very similar to your mother. "

"That painting was drawn by my mother?"

In such an ordinary day, how many things are beyond his imagination?

"That's right, and... the person in that painting is me. I also wrote that poem myself."

Wen Zhiru: "..."

If you count it, when his mother married his father, Uncle Jinfeng was only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. He and Wen Shangshu have known each other since childhood, but he and his mother...

No matter how it sounds, there is a problem!

"Want to hear it?" Jinfeng quietly filled the teacup in front of her with tea, "I still have stories about your father and your mother."

Wen Zhiru nodded without thinking, "Uncle Emperor, please tell me."

"Actually, what happened in the palace when I was young is always a bit vague in my memory.

My mother and concubine went there when I was born, and I have been taken by my father's side since I was a child. I still remember the first time I saw that person, when I was about two or three years old. I just learned to speak, and I still have some bad words In the Qing Dynasty, my father began to teach me to read.

That night, it was already late at night, my father was approving the memorial, and I had already fallen asleep on the bed in the side hall, but I was woken up by the quarrel coming from my father's study, I was a little curious Climb out of bed and eavesdrop on the door.

I can't fully remember what the father was arguing with him that night, but I just vaguely remember what he said about the emperor's order and what he said he couldn't be loyal to the crown prince, and then the father let him go.I never saw that person again.

Then when I was five years old, my father was seriously ill, he suddenly called me to the bedside and gave me the gold seal, told me how to use it, and said that if one day he was gone, he hoped that I could leave the palace , the farther the better.

At that time, I didn't understand what my father meant. When the eldest prince ascended the throne, I continued to live in my bedroom in a daze until the night when I was seven years old.

It was a rainy night, the thunder was loud, and I couldn't sleep all the time. Suddenly, many masked men with big knives came in the bedroom. I was very scared and didn't know what happened.At that time, the man who quarreled in my father's study that day appeared again. He rescued me and took me to a very secret place.He also brought a child who was younger than me. He said that child was his apprentice. He asked the child to call me master and swear that he would be loyal to me all his life. "

"That... child?"

Jinfeng nodded, "You both know that child. He is now Yun Jian Que's oiran."

"It's Mu Yunying?" Wen Zhiru suddenly understood the story, "So the man who saved you that night was the landlord of the twelfth floor?"

"Exactly. Looks like you know more than I thought."

"The twelfth floor?" Jin Yihui finally understood the key point of the story, "That is to say, the rumor that the owner of the twelfth floor will only swear allegiance to the person whose destiny belongs to him is true. ? And this time the landlord is Mu Yunying?"

"Indeed. I don't know what went wrong. It is said that when I was born, that person made a fortune teller for me and decided that I was the candidate to succeed the King of the Great Jin Dynasty. It's just that my father was already old at the time. I knew my fate was not long, so I insisted on making the eldest prince at that time the crown prince. And that person's assertion also brought about my death."

"Then what happened afterwards?" The key plot has not been mentioned yet!Now that he was rescued by the landlord on the twelfth floor, how could he become brothers with his father and even know his mother?

"Later..." Jinfeng pondered for a while, "I lived on the twelfth floor from the very beginning. That person taught me reading and calligraphy, martial arts, and kept telling me to take back what belongs to me. I never I have thought about the imperial power and seizing the throne, and it is always troublesome to talk about these things. About a year later, I took advantage of the night when that person was sleeping, and sneaked away...

Naturally, I didn't understand the dangers of the world since I was a child, and I was already in a mess after wandering for a few days. At that time, I met your mother.The eldest lady of the Shen family, Shen Ruxin.She saw that I was pitiful, so she took me back to Shen's house and gave me food and clothing.In fact, your mother was not a few years older than me at that time, but she had reached the age when men and women were different.I have a temperament of stretching out my clothes and opening my mouth to eat, and I can't even be a handyman in the mansion. Master Shen and his wife are naturally very opposed to your mother keeping me in the mansion.

One night, your mother secretly took me away again.She took me to find your father. "

"So you also worshiped as a teacher and became my father's junior?"

"That's right. Master didn't have many apprentices in his life, but at that time he made an exception and accepted me as his closed disciple. Your father and I practiced martial arts with him, and your mother was later found by the Shen family. Go back, but in those years, whenever she had the opportunity, she would always find ways to see me and your father.

That painting... was actually drawn by your mother before she got married. At that time, I was not yet 12 years old, and I grew up quickly after practicing martial arts on the mountain, so she painted that portrait for me.

Later I heard that your mother and your father had made a marriage agreement. In fact, I could vaguely feel your mother's thoughts at that time, but I was young at the time and didn't understand what a relationship is. Moreover, there is a huge age gap between me and her, so there is no future.

When your mother got married, I put the painting in a poem and sent it back, and I haven't contacted you since. "

"Why that poem?" Considering the relationship between Jinfeng and his mother, shouldn't it be a poem of friendship?

"Because..." Jinfeng looked at Wen Zhiru's confusion and smiled inexplicably, "My relationship with your mother is not what you think, and Mu Yunying's current master is a senior brother."

"..." Can you stop scaring him!

In her previous life, Mu Yunying was loyal to Jin Yihun, wasn't she?

"Brother at that time had already returned to the Wen Mansion to be appointed as an official. After all, the power on the twelfth floor should be for the well-being of the people of the world, but I have been incognito for many years, and I can't tell the secret to the emperor. All entrusted to the senior brother.

Both your mother and your father are kind to me, so I will definitely do my best to save you when you are in trouble, but now the only people in the world who know my identity are you two besides senior brother.

Please treat today's remarks as a story and laugh it off. "

"Yes, I understand." Jin Yihui smiled, "Treasurer Feng went out to play in Beijing, and I just met Zhiru and me by chance, and we walked together..."

The author has something to say: I hope to move towards the ending every day, but I feel that there is still a long way to go!beep beep