Jiaohua

The oars paddle across the fine water, the voiceless voice reminds me, and the night wind adds to the chaos, wrinkling the water surface and creating circles of ripples.

Two fishing boats docked on the shore, the swordsmen disembarked first, they pushed a piece of reed to the side to open the way, and then Dongfang Shizhuan got off the boat with a lamp.

Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou were on the second boat. When Yu Xiaozhou was pushed off the shore, he looked up and saw that Dongfang Shi had another lantern in his hand.

He was still wearing a red dress, but it seemed to have changed. It was originally an orange-red dress with wide sleeves, but now it was replaced by a silk red robe with hibiscus flowers, and a dark black gold-thread belt was tied around his waist.

The group of people walked forward for about half a mile, and two swordsmen appeared and greeted them quickly: "My lord!"

Yu Xiaozhou could tell that the two were in a hurry, but Dongfang Ten still walked leisurely, and said calmly, "Talk slowly."

"Wang Er has been out of touch for a few days. After many inquiries today, it is confirmed that he has been arrested. If Ah Li can find Tai Zicang, or a painter like Tai Zicang, then..."

Dongfang Shi paused, and said: "It seems that these people are useless, now, only Lin Wumei is left."

"Lin Wumei has been following Master Lu all along."

Dongfang Ten shook his head, "Lu Wuwei has a big heart, Wumei Lin's siblings died tragically one by one, yet Lu Wuwei dared to keep her by his side."

"Can you write a letter to Mr. Lu, asking Mr. Lu to get rid of Lin Wumei?"

Dongfang Shi looked at the water along the river while walking, and said lightly, "Why bother with such trivial matters, if Lu Wuwei doesn't have this awareness, then he is a fool, so let's use his life to die for the Lord."

"Well, by the way, my lord, there is one more thing. We just left yesterday, about an hour later a group of people appeared, more than 30 people, they seem to be the people of King Guangming."

"Ying Jinliang?"

"Well, it is said that Lin Qingfeng has another identity, which is Lin Fengyi of Ying Jinliang."

"Ah?" Dongfang Shi blinked, "Lin Qingfeng, Ying Jinliang's Lin Fengyi?"

Dongfang Shi turned his head and looked at Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou behind him.

Fan Zhuyi said coldly: "Don't look at me, I don't know, I'm not familiar with her."

"So, what about you?" Dongfang Ten looked at Yu Xiaozhou, "How much do you know?"

Yu Xiaozhou opened his mouth and said: "She is a lowly person, she is a good husband, except for Ying Jinliang, she is also Bai Xiuyu's wife! Bai Xiuyu is a military advisor under Uncle Yun!"

"Um, any more?"

"Anything else?" Yu Xiaozhou shook his head, "I don't know."

Dongfang Ten showed that half-smile expression again, turned his eyes to Fan Zhuyi, looked him up and down, and looked away.

The wind on the river is getting stronger and stronger, and the clouds on the high places are as light as a veil, and are carried away by the wind. The thin clouds make the moon draw a layer of light gold.

Yu Xiaozhou followed them through the long stone road, the salty river breeze blew the fragrance of grass and trees, and there was a faint fragrance of medicine.

A spacious courtyard sits by the river, and four identical lanterns hang in front of the courtyard, just like the two lanterns mentioned by Dongfang Ten today, all of which are exquisitely crafted and beautifully designed.

The scent of the medicine became stronger and stronger, and when they stepped in, Yu Xiaozhou heard the voice of the woman that he never wanted to hear again in his life.

She was coughing, and she was talking to someone while coughing, her voice was quiet and she couldn't hear clearly.

"Is this medicinal fragrance for her treatment?" Fan Zhuyi asked suddenly.

"That's right," Dongfang Shi said, "Besides her, there is another person."

"Who?"

"I don't know if you recognize him or not," Dongfang Ten looked at another room, which was dark and dimly lit, "He called himself Mo Haizhu."

"Him?" Fan Zhuyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and also looked at the room, "He is still alive."

Bian Yuanfeng was posted behind the door.

He kept his ears upright listening to the movement outside, and when he heard someone coming in from outside the courtyard gate, he quietly got out of bed.

The words "surprisingly still alive" made his eyes harden. The visitor didn't know who it was, but he seemed to know him.

Lin Qingfeng also heard the voice outside, stopped talking, and turned to look at the window.

She is very weak now, her face is pale, and there is no blood in it.

In front of the earthen bed she was leaning on, there was only a buckwheat pillow made of crimson-dyed flowered cloth. The sounds outside made her blink her eyes lightly, and her innocent eyes were drooping, revealing a delicate and pitiful look.

Soon, the footsteps of those people came to her door.

A swordsman pushed open the door, and the light from the lamp in Dongfang Shi's hands illuminated the earthen hut with only one candle burning.

Lin Qingfeng opened his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be water in them, and he looked at him flickeringly, not hiding his admiration.

"I brought two of your old acquaintances over here." Dongfang Ten said.

Lin Qingfeng rolled her eyes, and when she saw Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou coming in from the door, she was startled and almost failed.

Fan Zhuyi's expression was cold and emotionless.

Yu Xiaozhou was different, staring at her, almost swallowing her alive.

Lin Qingfeng slowed down, and looked at Dongfang Ten: "Are they your guests?"

"No." Dongfang Ten replied.

"Then, are you a prisoner?" Lin Qingfeng said with a hoarse voice, "Same as me?"

"Stop pretending!" Yu Xiaozhou stepped forward, "You are not like this, where did your previous arrogance go? What are you pretending now?!"

"Oh," Dongfang Ten said calmly without turning his head, "How can you speak so loudly in front of me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a swordsman stepped forward and raised his hand to give Yu Xiaozhou a mouthful.

Yu Xiaozhou almost fell down, covered his face and glared at the swordsman.

The swordsman wanted to raise his hand again, Yu Xiaozhou covered his face and hurriedly backed away.

"No," Dongfang Ten Lantern put on the side of the table, "You are not a prisoner, they are."

As he came in, the two women who were talking to Lin Qingfeng in the room stepped aside.

Dongfang Shi raised his finger, and the two women resigned and left.

Lin Qingfeng looked at Fan Zhuyi, who still had that icy look in his eyes.

Lin Qingfeng hooked his lips, and smiled weakly: "It's been half a year since I was taken away, and you haven't even thought about saving me."

"You were caught on the front foot, and I was also caught on the back foot."

"You were arrested too? Who is it?"

Fan Zhuyi said violently, "Ali!"

Hearing this name, Lin Qingfeng's eyes became fierce and angry: "It's her again, those people hate the person with the surname Qiao the most, that's Ah Li. She used some means to convince them that my surname is also Qiao!"

Fan Zhuyi sized her up: "Then what? I tortured you? Why are you still alive?"

Lin Qingfeng looked sad, lowered his eyes, and became more and more pitiful: "In the past six months, I have been imprisoned in the dungeon by them. Besides me, there are 16 other people in there, all of whom are descendants of the Qiao family. They haven't used torture for the time being. My identity was doubted under my argument, so I didn't move."

Bian Yuanfeng had already returned to the bed. He listened intently to the movement through the earth wall. His fingernails were deeply embedded in his palm, almost bleeding.