Beauty is sick

The news of the leaking water made Pei Zhe wake up in an instant: "Did Yun Wuyou set fire?"

This commotion was quite loud enough, although Guo Yun Wuyang was instructed to take extraordinary measures when it was a last resort, but he never thought that he would burn down Feng Tingyu's lair.

Pei Zhe quickly calculated the countermeasures in his mind, and how this fire would affect his plan.

Jin Lingjiu stood quietly at the side, watching him pack his clothes, and when he was about to leave, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand to smooth his collar folded in sleep: "Let's go."

The street was brightly lit, and guards in military uniforms kept pouring out from the burning mansion gate, shuttled through the street, and searched from house to house.

Some people watched quietly, but they didn't dare to come out of their homes due to the thunderous tricks of wind and rain, so they didn't hear too many voices of discussion.

After Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu left the inn, they walked around to another street and watched from a distance. The fire was bigger than expected. The flames soaring into the sky could be seen across the street, and the surrounding area was completely illuminated.

The distance is too far, and the specific situation in the mansion can't be seen clearly, so Pei Zhe said casually: "Didn't you say you want to see the excitement, how can you see it here?"

A smile flashed across Jin Lingjiu's eyes, and he didn't see through him: "Of course I'm not watching here, how about taking you there?"

Pei Zhe raised his eyes: "In the past?"

The place where they are now is a street behind Feng Tingyu's mansion, next to the road leading to the porcelain kiln, the houses are much smaller than the inn, and compared to the bustling area in the city, it is a bit empty.

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer, and expressed the meaning of the words with actions. He put one arm around Pei Zhe's waist, touched the ground with his toes, and led the people towards the roof.

When Pei Zhe came back to his senses, they had already left the alley and were on the roof, jumping towards the direction of Fengtingyu's mansion.

Pei Zhe knew that Jinling Jiu knew martial arts, but he didn't know how deep it was. The two of them were in an awkward position, so they would definitely have some reservations. If something went wrong, there must be a demon. Now that Jinling Jiu is not hiding anything, he suddenly gave birth to a little It feels like the rain is about to come, as if something big is about to happen.

Not long after Feng Tingyu took office in Baihua City, it was too late to build a mansion, so he chose the residence of a large family in the city. There are fewer people in the Baihua City house, and he is more domineering than Lin Jingkong, which is not unusual.

It's just that the location of this house is really not good. Not only is it not in the bustling area of ​​Baihua City, but it's also a bit out of the way. It doesn't look like the first choice.

The fire started from the front yard of the mansion. The two stopped behind the mansion and jumped in from the roof.

Everyone was busy fighting the fire in the front yard, and the place was empty. After the two of them landed, they groped along the corner of the wall to the front yard.

Pei Zhe felt fantastic while walking, and looked at the people beside him: "I never thought that one day, I would do such a thing with Jiu Gongzi."

Jin Lingjiu: "Did you not expect to be with me, or did you not expect to do such a thing?"

Pei Zhecheng said, "Never thought of that."

Before he came to Huaizhou City, he never thought that he, a court official, would have a relationship with the shopkeeper of the First Floor in the World. After getting to know Jin Lingjiu, he never thought that the two of them would do such a thing.

"Ninth Young Master, in my mind, is as unattainable as the bright moon in the sky. Although these things are nothing, I always feel that they are worthless to you." Feeling broken."

After all, he sighed regretfully.

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids: "You're thinking about it, but I brought you in."

Pei Zhe waved his hand: "It's not the same thing, I won't tell you, and you pretend to be confused again."

"Tsk." Jin Lingjiu stopped, and said with a half-smile, "Then what do you want to hear, I don't pretend to be confused and answer? Well, since it's all broken, let's make it even worse. The moon, falling into your arms."

Pei Zhe: "...you are still confused."

He felt that his heart couldn't bear the unconfused Jin Lingjiu, beating endlessly.

The two didn't dare to get too close to the front yard, they stopped when they could barely see people, the fire was almost extinguished, Feng Tingyu was disheveled, surrounded by a group of people, with ugly faces, and was reprimanding the kneeling guards.

Looking at their clothes, these guards were the same as they met when they came out of the inn. Presumably, the person who set the fire was not searched, which aroused Feng Tingyu's anger.

Pei Zhe calmed down a little, which meant that nothing happened to Yun Wuyang, and what exactly happened will be clear when the porcelain kiln reunion is held.

"Didn't catch it? So many of you didn't catch it!" Feng Tingyu kicked one of the guards. He was tall and strong, and kicked the guard a few meters away. "Damn, you guys, Can't even catch a single person!"

Although the fire was extinguished, the house in front of him was already scorched black. Judging from Feng Tingyu's current state, he should have been awakened in his sleep.

The one who was woken up like him was Duan Xiheng who was following him.

The Ninth Prince looked uneasy, his snow-white robe was stained with a lot of dust, his face was dirty, and Ford was wiping his face with a handkerchief.

Pei Zhe looked around and found that only these few houses were burned: "The two of them live together?"

He is not familiar with Fanbang's customs of respect and inferiority. In the Central Plains, in such a big mansion, it is impossible for the prince and a general to sleep in the same courtyard.

Jin Lingjiu: "It seems that Feng Tingyu just took office not long ago, and he was secretly busy with other things. Maybe he didn't spend time tidying up the mansion. Look around him, most of them are guards, and there are not many servants waiting on him."

Pei Zhe: "How could he not bring servants when he takes office, unless he has no intention of staying for a long time at all."

The two looked at each other, and Jin Lingjiu smiled at him: "I'm not spying on the secret affairs of the court, am I?"

Pei Zhe shook his head: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, you can guess that Feng Tingyu stayed well in Shangzhou City, so how could he be transferred here for no reason? It is said that he has a great reputation in the foreign kingdom. You see, Duan Xiheng is the Ninth Prince , He didn’t give any face, if he didn’t want to come, how could the royal family force him.”

Jin Lingjiu: "So he came here voluntarily, and as we all know, he is a main fighter. Putting such a contradictory factor on the border between the two countries is equivalent to expressing the attitude of the royal family in disguise."

Pei Zhe's eyes were dark, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's see now, whether what he came here to do is what we think."

Jinling Jiu played with taste: "What do you think?"

Pei Zhe glanced at him: "I find that sometimes you are as bad as a three-year-old child."

Jin Lingjiu sighed: "Don't you want to have a few more words with Pei Lang?"

Pei Zhe choked, and couldn't help begging for mercy: "...Okay, I beg you, please be normal, let's talk at the same time, see if we are thinking about the same thing."

Jin Lingjiu nodded, the two looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"Recruiting troops."

"Attack Yecheng."

Pei Zhe's brows showed depression marks: "Do you think he will attack Yecheng?"

"Since we have recruited troops and horses, it is natural to play their role, otherwise why waste all that effort?" Jin Lingjiu pulled him to lean against the corner of the wall, "Yecheng is the closest to Baihuacheng, and if you go any further, you will find the prosperous and prosperous Huaihe City. Zhoucheng, the capital's military strength is beyond reach, if the wind listens to the rain by surprise and attacks Yecheng with the power of thunder, the entire imperial court's frontier defense will be torn a big hole, and the imperial court will be in danger at that time."

Pei Zhezhi was right. There was indeed a problem with the defense of Yancheng in Yecheng.

When the wind and rain came to Baihua City, it sounded a wake-up call for the imperial court, so the Holy Admiral Jun Shuci was transferred to Huaizhou City, and ordered Fu Qingliu to bring the imperial army here.

Seeing his serious face, Jin Lingjiu said in relief, "There is still some time left, so you don't have to worry too much."

It's no use worrying though.

Pei Zhe leaned against the wall and sighed: "How can I feel relieved."

As Jin Lingjiu said before, the peace in this world is not as beneficial as it seems. What lies beneath the surface of the peace is the darkness brought about by corruption. The current situation cannot be eradicated at all. If we want to solve it completely, Can only be broken and then erected.

Although he knew it, but with his identity here, he naturally couldn't violate his position.

Even at the end of a crossbow, you have to hold on until the last moment.

Jin Lingjiu scoffed at his thoughts: "There are no eggs under the cover of the nest. Instead of maintaining the surface illusion, it is better to take the initiative to solve the future troubles. In my opinion, Feng Tingyu's actions are both a threat and an opportunity. "

Pei Zhe remained silent, and Jin Lingjiu didn't force him. On this topic, the two still didn't talk deeply this time.

After Feng Tingyu trained the people, he ordered the guards to retreat one by one, and the huge courtyard became empty in an instant.

He looked at Duan Xiheng, who was obviously startled, with disdain in his eyes: "The fire has been extinguished, Your Highness can go to rest."

Duan Xiheng was dissatisfied with what happened in the theater during the day, and seeing his attitude now, he was even more annoyed: "Isn't General Feng going to give me an explanation for such a big incident?"

"Is there anything to explain?" Feng Tingyu patted the ashes on his hands and stared at him, "A thief sneaked in and set fire to the house. I did everything I could. I have done my duty. If Your Highness wants to explain, go to Ask the person who set the fire, don’t you think it’s ridiculous to cry in front of me like a child?”

Duan Xiheng was so angry that he couldn't speak, he gritted his teeth and stared at him, as if he was about to pounce on him in the next second and tear a piece of flesh from him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ford gently tugged on his sleeve and shook his head at him.

Duan Xiheng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said mockingly: "Just let the person who set the fire escape like this, General Feng is really good! If it is reported tomorrow, the whole city will be shocked, knowing that you have been killed by someone. Set fire to the residence, but can't do anything, then see, who is more ridiculous!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away, leaving Feng Tingyu standing there with a dark face.

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, and said in a surprised tone, "Unexpectedly, Xiheng is still sharp-tongued during this period."

Jin Lingjiu snorted inexplicably: "The royal family's son, how can he be a fool who allows others to plan."

Pei Zhe felt that there was something in his words, but he didn't have a clue for a while. When he was about to think about it, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "General Feng, calm down."

Pei Zhe's eyes widened in disbelief, watching the tall young man walk up to Feng Tingyu.

Two masked men followed behind. Judging from their attire, they were no different from those who had attacked them many times before.