I want it all

Shen Feiyun knew more or less, back then in Hanniang's tavern, he also heard some gossip about Mo Tingfeng jumping off a cliff to commit suicide for him.

but……

He has an affair with a whole bunch of people who knock at Beixuan, both men and women, and there is no age limit, even sweeping aunts in their 50s, and uncles who empty toilets in their seventies.

This is too shocking, it seems that he is not as good as a beast!

Shen Feiyun said dully: "I'm not such a beast in clothes."

Gao Xuan turned his face, but looked at him, very cold: "It doesn't matter whether you are right or not, the important thing is that rumors are scary, rumors are scary..."

After Gao Xuan finished speaking, he pulled his second younger sister Gao Yan away, shaking his head and sighing as he walked: "In just two days, Li Changbai has become notorious, from a generation of young talents to Shen Feiyun's crotch guest, it seems that the third brother It’s inevitable that I’ll have to… hey…”

Shen Feiyun: "..."

Unfortunately, he could hear it.

After the fight between Shen Feiyun and Gao Yue, the martial arts hall was soon filled with excitement, and more people went downstairs to practice martial arts, warming up for the upcoming martial arts conference.

Shen Feiyun had nothing to do. He sat on the second floor and watched for a while, but he was not peaceful. Occasionally, weapons flew from downstairs and pointed at him.

He couldn't sit still, but he was targeted maliciously, so he sat still, drinking hot tea, calmly.

When a sword flew in again, he only waved his sleeves, and the weapon returned to the same path at an extremely fast speed, whistling through the owner's neck and chest, making people either feel chills on the back of their necks, or give people the illusion of losing something. .

After a few times, everyone gradually figured out Shen Feiyun's temper, and they didn't dare to make fun of themselves any more, so they resentfully stopped.

These people either couldn't understand Shen Feiyun's romantic nature, or they were angry that Shen Feiyun caused them to lose a lot of money, so they were filled with righteous indignation, deliberately did stupid things, and wanted to teach Shen Feiyun a lesson.

But Shen Feiyun believes in "reciprocity with courtesy" the most, and seeing him make a fool of himself is as difficult as climbing the sky.

He sat until evening, returned to the room after dinner, but did not see Su Lang, and waited for a long time, but still did not see anyone, so he went to look for Shi Hongying.

Shi Hongying was sitting in the guest building playing cards with someone.

Shen Feiyun walked to her side, knocked on the corner of the table, leaned slightly and said: "I remembered something very important, I am in a hurry to go back to the Marquis Mansion, you lend me a carriage, I will return it tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Shi Hongying played a card, without looking back, she directly raised her hand to summon a disciple, and asked the disciple to help drive the car.

Shen Feiyun followed his disciples to the backyard, took the steed from his disciples, took the whip, and said with a smile: "You don't have to bother me, I can do these trivial things by myself. It's late at night, so I'd better go back and sleep well Once you sleep, you will be more energetic tomorrow.”

He was so considerate, which greatly benefited his disciples, he immediately thanked him twice, and turned his head back to Luoying Pavilion.

Seeing that the disciple came back not long after, Shi Hongying said strangely: "You go back wherever you want, and don't send Shen Feiyun to the Hou's Mansion?"

The disciple repeated Shen Feiyun's meaning, and was full of praise: "Shen Daxia is considerate and kind-hearted, even disciples like us, who are humble, treat each other with courtesy."

"That's true," Shi Hongying sneered, "It's hard for us to guess what he is thinking, but he has done enough on the surface."

After speaking, without any doubt, continue to play cards.

In the middle of the night, Shi Hongying got up and lazily said: "Stop beating, continue tomorrow, I am really tired today."

Everyone laughed and bid farewell to her.

Shi Hongying laughed and cursed a few words, got up and walked to the main building, but before she stepped up the steps, she heard a horse panting at the door.

She frowned and went to the door, holding the white lantern, and lifted it up to take a picture, only to see a black horse parked in front of the door, nothing else, it was the one that Luohu often used, and she also rode this horse to leave during the day .

Shi Hongying thought for a while, then her face darkened immediately, and she hurried back to the guest building, digging the disciple out of the card table.

"Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Seeing her expression, the disciple didn't dare to take a breath, and followed her to the door in a hurry.

Shi Hongying pointed to the road in front of her and asked, "Where did Shen Feiyun go from?"

"Over there." The disciple thought about it for a while, and pointed towards the direction of the forest, "I saw that he went there first, and then turned back to the official road, as if he went the wrong way at first."

"Damn it!" Shi Hongying said angrily, "Are you sure he's going this way? There are forests over there, and there is a trail leading to Yanzhou, how could he drive away from here, unless... he still has to go back to the Marquis Mansion Yihuifang, you should leave from the official road. There is no way for a person as smart as him to go the wrong way!"

Without further ado, she raised her hand and gave her disciple a slap, sneering: "You saw such an important detail, but you didn't think about it, and immediately reported it to me, and asked me to inquire, I will support you such a waste What's the use!"

The disciple was stunned by the beating, and was stunned on the spot, bowing his head in obedience.

Shi Hongying didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately called a group of disciples from Luoying Pavilion, and rode towards the Hou Mansion overnight.

When they were chasing, Shen Feiyun was half way there, and in less than an hour, he would arrive at the other side of Chang'an.

"Drive!" Shen Feiyun shouted loudly, walking very fast.

He didn't know that because the dark horse rushed back to Luoying Pavilion, Shi Hongying guessed that he had robbed Luohu and was chasing after him.

Turning across another long street, I saw a group of people coming from the end of another street from a distance.

Shen Feiyun slowed down and wanted to tell them to get out of the way, but stopped the carriage after seeing the person coming.

"Yan Si!" he shouted.

Yan Si was a little surprised when he heard his voice, and asked, "Aren't you in Luoying Pavilion? I'm going to find you."

Shen Feiyun didn't wait to think about it, and immediately understood - he threw a jade pendant to Yan Si the day before yesterday to persuade him to turn to Jian Yishan's camp.Today, Jian Yishan became king, and they understood, so they came to find Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun said seriously: "You follow me back to the Marquis Mansion to discuss."

With the addition of a group of people from the Sacred Fire Cult, they walked a bit slower, but fortunately, this group of believers knew martial arts, and returned to the Hou's Mansion in less than an hour.

There are guards next to the Hou's mansion. Seeing so many people, they will intercept them from a distance.

Shen Feiyun had no choice but to stand up and said loudly: "Let go—"

He didn't go back to the mansion very often in the past 20 years, but he stayed in Chang'an for the past two years and came back often. Because he was born outstanding, the guards all knew him, and when they heard him speak, they immediately made way for him.

After entering the door, not long after, Shen Zhao and Shi Liping came out and lit the candles in the living room.

Before Shen Feiyun opened his mouth, Shi Liping saw Yan Si behind him, and his expression suddenly changed.

Shi Liping was indifferent by nature, almost nothing could change her expression, but at this moment her lips were tightly pressed, her pale face was faintly blue.

As early as Shen Feiyun was in Mobei, he connected the clues from the words of Jian Yike and Mo Wuya, and guessed that his mother was originally from the country of Yan, so it was only natural that he knew Yan Si.

Yan Si nodded at her, and said politely, "Mrs. Shi."

Shi Liping opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say a word to Yan Si, she just turned around and patted Shen Zhao's shoulder, and whispered softly: "I'm not feeling well, I'm sleepy after being woken up, you talk, I'll go and have a good rest .”

Shen Zhao was considerate of Shi Liping, nodded, pushed him to the back, and then came out again.

"Shen Feiyun! What's going on here?" Without his wife present, Shen Zhao was furious. He had a brave and capable army, but he was killed by Yan Guo's bandits.

Even Shen Feiyun's parents died at the hands of Yan Guo's remnants, so that Shen Feiyun could live a happy life, and he never mentioned this matter in front of Shen Feiyun.

As a result, Shen Feiyun actually led the enemy into the house!

It's his fault.

Shen Feiyun didn't care about these things, Mo Wuya was dead, and under the instigation of Old Man Hu Shui, the Sacred Fire Cult had been exterminated for a little while two years ago, so he didn't have too deep hatred in his heart.

"Father." Shen Feiyun was exceptionally quiet, "I brought Elder Yan here because I have something to discuss with you."

He threw Luo Hu in his hand to Shen Zhao's feet, and then explained all his thoughts.

The emperor couldn't make it through the end of the month, and today he named Jian Yishan the virtuous king, and didn't allow Jian Yichen to return to Beijing, obviously intending to pass on the throne to Jian Yishan.

However, Jian Yichen was ambitious and ill-intentioned, and planned to rebel against Yanzhou, preparing to fight Shen Zhao's army to the death, and then kill Jian Yishan and seize the throne.

After saying this, Shen Feiyun said firmly: "We only need to send people from the Holy Fire Cult to Yanzhou to intercept and hold them back, and then we can accumulate strength and concentrate on dealing with Jian Yichen."

Hearing this, Shen Zhao was silent for a long time, noncommittal, and said with emotion: "You don't see the edge, I didn't expect to think a lot."

"Things have come to this, think less, die sooner." Shen Feiyun said coldly.

"The Sacred Heart should not be presumed." Shen Zhao said earnestly, "If an imperial decree comes down and passes the throne to the abolished prince, or to General Zhengxi, we will become sinners."

Shen Feiyun just wanted to refute, but immediately shut up, trying to express what was in his heart.

With Shen Zhao's strength and his holy family, he can almost be destroyed, so why should he rely on others.But since Shen Zhao said so, he was pretending to be stupid and didn't want to talk to Shen Feiyun any more.

Sure enough, Shen Zhao started to chase people away with the next sentence: "Go back to sleep, this is not something you can worry about, I will have a good talk with Yan Si again."

"Yes." Shen Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went back to the room to rest, but after washing and laying down under the blanket, he felt empty again, as if there was no one beside him to accompany him.

"Su Lang..." Shen Feiyun murmured to himself, "For 23 years, I have lived a relaxed and carefree life. Why did I meet you and worry so much for no reason that I couldn't sleep well?"

He tossed and turned until midnight before he managed to fall asleep, but his sleep was so shallow that he would wake up with a start at the slightest disturbance.

On the second day, Shen Feiyun couldn't sit still, so he simply went to the arsenal, opened his exclusive cabinet, pondered for a long time, passed several fans, and finally stopped on a dusty longsword.

Shen Feiyun drew out his long sword, took the white cloth on the shelf, wiped it carefully, and then put down the white cloth.

In an instant, the room was filled with brilliance.

He practiced until evening, sweating profusely, put his sword back into its sheath, thinking to himself, he had also competed with Su Lang once when he was a child.

He loves the way Su Lang wields a sword.

He was in the arsenal, and no one would disturb him. After taking a shower, he went to eat, and the food was completely cold.

At the dinner table, both Shen Zhao and Shi Liping had left, and only one of them was still sitting upright, picking and choosing the leftovers on the table, picking up all the rice in the bowl, presumably waiting for Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun happily walked forward, hugged the visitor, and kissed lightly on his temple.

Jian Yishan was stunned immediately, turned around, frowned uncomfortably and said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Shen Feiyun: "..."

"Forget it, if you want, I'll bear it." Jian Yishan clenched her fists tightly, enduring the humiliation.

"No need." Shen Feiyun let go of his hands and stood up straight, "Long time no see, I can't help but make a joke with you... Hahaha... This new joke seems to be on you."

"Haha." Jian Yishan also laughed dryly twice.

After laughing, he realized something was wrong: "Long time no see? Didn't we part from Luoying Pavilion two days ago?"

Shen Feiyun: "..."

That's Su Lang, you kid is quite into the show?