MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 8

"Grandfather, don't be angry either. That kid Decai just owes you a slap, so you don't need to order him. When he comes back, the slave will go and slap him. Look at what he found, he's still a staff member, stupider than a slave..."

On the tree-lined path, there were two people walking.

The leader is wearing a black brocade robe with dark patterns and a jade belt inlaid with the same color around his waist. He has a tall and tall figure, with his hands behind his back, and his steps are not too fast or slow, as if walking in a courtyard.

Beside him was a little fat man who was a head shorter than him, following his steps.

"Oh, look at this slave...look at this little one's mouth, I really don't need to smoke, I don't need to do it, the little one can do it by himself."

Zong Yue glanced at him sideways: "Okay."

Dewang is the kind of character who shines brightly when given a little sunshine. He peeked at the master and posted it. That fat face almost didn't bloom with a smile, as flattering as he wanted.

"Let me tell you that the Sun family's so-called unique scenery in Shaoxing City is not good. It's not as good as my family. It seems that the magistrate Sun is bragging."

"My father didn't come to enjoy the scenery."

"I know that the master is here to find the curtain guest, but let alone the one recommended by Sun Futai, that kid Decai is not bad at finding it back. I think the world rumors that Shaoxing was born as a master, and there are ten curtain guests in the world." It must be an exaggeration to say that most of them came from Shaoxing, and the people here have never seen two heads longer than others, and it is hard to believe that the young ones can be much smarter than others."

"You know!" Zong Yue snorted coldly, and stepped up the steps of the water pavilion.

This waterside pavilion lives next to the lake. From a distance, the lake and water are integrated and the scenery is beautiful. Zong Yue only thought this was a scene in the courtyard, and stepped in without thinking too much.

"This small pavilion is pretty good, and it even burns incense. Well, it's just that the incense is of inferior quality, not as good as the one at home." Dewang was picky in his throat. After picking up the incense, he was also picky about the decorations. There are other people in this water pavilion.

It's two girls.

One of them is tall but thin, and looks like the master, with a girl behind.

Seeing Zong Yue frowned, Dewang pointed at the orchid in a high voice, "You two are so bold, you dare to trespass, disturb our master, and kill you!"

Zhichun was quite confused about all this.

She had just heard someone speak when the man barged in. It was obvious that the person who came in was a bit abnormal, a big man, choking his throat and twitching his orchid fingers, did he think it was a big show? ! If you don't move, you will die!

Zhichun has always been aggressive, so he didn't like this, and immediately retorted: "I haven't said that you are running around, where did you come from, do you know where this place is, and disturbed my girl, I will let you eat it." Let's go!"

"Hey, you're a little girl!"

"Look at your unmasculine attitude..."

"Zhichun!"

Fang Fengsheng stood up, lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and blessed him: "I think you two are guests in the house. The two of us didn't intrude, and we have stayed here for a long time. This girl is young and ignorant, I hope you don't want to." Strange."

Said it was the two, but actually told Zong Yue.

Zong Yue frowned and looked at the frail woman in front of him. He had always hated this kind of thin woman who was almost sickly, because it reminded him of some very bad memories.

Even though this woman's complexion is snowy, and her figure faintly has the delicate posture of a Jiangnan woman like a weak willow Fufeng, she is exactly the type he hates the most.

Zong Yue glanced at it in disgust, and was about to turn around when he caught sight of the rice paper spread out on the desk.

He strode over.

He was born tall, with a cold aura, and he was particularly oppressive.

Feng Sheng led Zhichun, and couldn't help taking a step back.

Zong Yue held the rice paper on the case.

He believed in Buddhism, because everyone in that place believed in Buddha, so he also believed in Buddha. However, his belief in Buddhism is different from ordinary people. Most people believe in Buddhism only on the lips and on the skin, but he is the only one who really implements it.

There are many Buddhist decorations in his bedroom and study. He likes to read Buddhist scriptures, and even has the habit of copying scriptures every day. He always holds Buddhist beads in his hand and never forgets to play with them.

Everyone in the world said that the third prince believed in Buddhism and was devout.

Of course Zong Yue could also read characters, and he could tell that the characters on this paper were of the highest quality.

"You wrote this?" Zong Yue was a little surprised.

He has a cold appearance, flying sword eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and cold white thin lips. The dark and deep eyes gave him a palpitating cold aura, but also a particularly violent aura. Like the most intense burning knife, just smelling that smell can make people suffocate.

Fang Fengsheng has met quite a few people, and among the people she has ever met in her life, this person is undoubtedly the most imposing.

Not an idle person!

"Yes." She lowered her head and took another step back.

The extremely oppressive gaze fell on her. Fang Fengsheng remained calm on the surface, but his back and shoulders were tense.

Look down.

Fang Fengsheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and someone grabbed his wrist.

"What are you doing! Let go of my girl!" Zhichun screamed.

Dewang stopped talking and looked at his grandfather in astonishment.

"Prayer beads? Yours?"

The man's voice was deep, and his thumb rubbed against the Buddhist beads on the woman's wrist. During the process, he inevitably touched the woman's slender wrist, which made Fang Fengsheng want to shiver.

She struggled, but didn't break free.

"It's mine. Men and women can't kiss each other. If you have something to say, can you let me go first?"

The skin under his fingers was soft and delicate, Zong Yue couldn't help but dawdled again, his dark eyes fell on the woman's half-sagging face and her slender fair neck.

It is very white, and you can faintly see the thin blue veins underneath it, giving you a feeling of frailty.

There was a hint of playfulness and mockery in Zong Yue's eyes, and he threw away his hand.

Fang Fengsheng staggered, and stood firm with Zhichun's support.

He said nothing, turned and left.

"Is there something wrong with this man's brain? Let's see if he grabbed the girl's wrist." Zhichun looked at the Qinghong on Feng Sheng's wrist distressedly, and cursed: "And that **** sissy just now, talking like a big show , both master and servant are sick!"

Feng Sheng took back his hand, went to the chair and sat down: "Okay, don't say a word, I guess this is the honored guest from Banyan Garden."

"Honorable guest? What kind of honorable guest? Miss, you call her a sissy?" For a while, Zhichun didn't understand.

"Which one are you talking about?"

Soon, Zhichun understood.

"Girl, you mean that young man who was handsome but had a bad personality just now?"

Yes, good looking.

Although it was just a quick glance and there was a conflict, Zhichun still saw Zong Yue's appearance clearly.

Knowing that Chun is so old, the most handsome man he has ever seen is the Fourth Young Master. This man is completely in contrast to the Fourth Young Master. If the fourth young master is as gentle as jade, this man is as cold as a knife. Anyway, Zhichun would feel palpitations if he took a second look.

"You need to correct your outspokenness. If I'm not mistaken, this young master has an extraordinary background. The sissy person you mentioned just now, who talks like a big show, should be the father-in-law of the palace." Feng Sheng said again.

After hearing this, Zhichun's jaw almost dropped.

Even if she has no knowledge, she has been with the girl for many years. The master acts as a curtain for others, and all the people who go in and out are government offices. So I also know what the palace means, and what the father-in-law in the palace means.

"Then the identity of this son?"

Feng Sheng's eyes flickered: "I don't know."

"The girl, us? The girl's hand was hurt in vain? The servant is still planning to go to the old lady and master, and let them make the decision for the girl."

"What is the master, a little thing."

"Can the girl still copy scriptures?" Feng Sheng was scratched on his right hand holding the pen.

Feng Sheng moved her wrist, the faint pain made her frown.

"How about, servant girl go back and find some medicinal wine to wipe the girl."

…

"Grandfather, it's not a small thing to say, it's too obvious that Zhifu Sun wants to climb high. I got two soft and pretentious girls a while ago, and today I got a girl who is so skinny that a gust of wind can blow her away. What a vicious little girl! Don’t even look at who you are, can you watch such a vulgar fan?”

All the way back, Dewang's mouth didn't stop.

However, Zong Yue has always been reticent, and with De Wang who is always talkative, he can be more lively. If Decai was by Zong Yue's side, they probably wouldn't speak more than ten words throughout the day.

"The key point is that even if he wants to climb higher branches, he doesn't inquire about Master's taste. This kind of feeling is pitiful at best, but he doesn't have enough to eat when he sounds bad. I don't know where to find out that Master believes in Buddhism, so he just pretends to put on a show. It's really..."

"Noisy!"

Dewang shrank his neck immediately and dared not speak.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, Decai walked over to him: "Master."

Zong Yue passed him and sat down on the grand teacher's chair in the hall: "How is the matter going?"

"The little one went to Yu Tao and visited the Fang family. The Fang family was full of mediocre people. They even misunderstood the purpose of the slave's visit, thinking that the slave was there because of that, and feared not to avoid it. No wonder there are rumors in Yu Tao's place. It is said that each generation of the Fang family is not as good as the previous generation. This generation of Fang Qizhi has exhausted the aura of the Fang family. He used to have a son who was also a genius. It is a pity that his fate was ill-fated and he died young. It is a pity that Fang Qizhi is now It's..."

Zong Yue didn't speak, and moved the beads with his hand under his sleeve.

Decai took a peek at him, and said, "Shaoxing is not just the Fang family, why don't we look elsewhere?"

"You can figure it out." Zong Yue stood up and went to the inner room with his hands behind his back.

…

It was obvious that Zong Yue was unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Talents like counselors are hard to come by.

Back then Zong Yue had finally taken a fancy to Fang Qizhi, but unfortunately the other party already had an employer and was unwilling to seek another job. Zong Yue had never been one to force people, so this matter was over.

This was just a small episode a few years ago, Fang Qizhi himself didn't know Zong Yue's identity, he only knew that his background was not low. After Zong Yue returned to Beijing, he seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, this matter planted a nail in his heart. That's why the Holy Majesty said this time that the third prince Yue was allowed to enter the court to handle affairs, so Zong Yue was moved to find the curtain and went south specially.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived in the south, he heard that there was a major incident in the court. The Lianghuai Salt Administration actually had an ink corruption case. The salt transportation envoy Zhou Guangrui and his behind-the-scenes Fang Yan were both involved. Fang Yan and Fang Qizhi even committed suicide in prison.

In order to avoid suspicion, Zong Yue did not go to Yangzhou, but came to Shaoxing by way of detour.

Hearing that the third prince came here to find the curtain, Sun Qinghua, the prefect of Shaoxing, hurriedly recommended himself.

Of course, he didn't recommend himself, but because he was the magistrate of Shaoxing and understood the local people's conditions, he invited the third prince to stay in the Sun's mansion, hoping to get a bit of nobility.