Jiaohua

Chapter 821 Stealing ashes (Update 5.14)

Lin Qingfeng was a little surprised.

To be honest, this woman's taste is really worrying.

She was full of jewels, surrounded by emerald jewels, and she wished she could put a piece of jewelry on her body, lest others would not discover her wealth.

But there are so many gold and jade, but she can bear it.

When it comes to coquettishness, she doesn't have that stunning beauty. When it comes to charm, Lin Qingfeng doesn't see any charm in her, it's... aura.

Yes, that is the aura.

The two sisters behind got off the carriage and also looked at Mrs. Qu.

When Mrs. Qu saw the bruised nose and swollen face, she clicked her tongue in her heart, took a deep look at Lin Qingfeng, turned around and left with others.

"This madam!" Lin Qingfeng said, stepped forward and smiled, and Fuli said, "I've seen madam."

"It's polite." Mrs. Qu said lightly.

"I'm a resident who just moved here. I'm new to Hengxiang. I'm not familiar with the place. It's snowing heavily in the sky, and I don't see anyone on the street. My wife is the first Hengxiang local I saw. It's really a fate."

"It's fate." Mrs. Qu said.

"May I ask Madam your last name?"

"My surname is Qu, the number one Qu."

"My surname is Lin, Shuangmu Lin," Lin Qingfeng smiled sweetly, "I felt like old friends at first sight when I first saw Madam. If I meet again by chance, I will be acquainted once and acquainted again. Find a place to drink tea."

Mrs. Qu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at her again.

At first glance, one can see that she is an eye-catching beauty in the crowd. Her skin is slightly fair, her eyes are bright, and the corners of her eyes are slightly drooping. She smiles with a peachy smile.

This mouth is so eloquent, Mrs. Qu thought that her attitude was very obvious just now, although she was polite but perfunctory, she didn't give the other party a word, but the other party didn't feel embarrassed, instead they kept smiling.

It's a horn.

Mrs. Qu has always liked women who are generous, straightforward, and informal, so she nodded: "Okay."

Looking at the pair of sisters at the door, Mrs. Qu asked, "How did they hurt their faces?"

"I don't know either," Lin Qingfeng sighed softly, "I was rescued on the way, but they kept refusing to tell. Seeing how pitiful the two sisters were, I brought them along."

"So that's how it is." Mrs. Qu said.

Just now, when he first glanced at it, he subconsciously thought that it was related to her, which seemed to be a misunderstanding.

For this reason, Mrs. Qu's expression became gentle: "Hengxiang is a good place to raise people. Since we have come to Hengxiang, we will have many opportunities to meet each other in the future. Then we will have tea and chat. I will go first." gone."

"Madam Qu, go slowly." Lin Qingfeng saluted.

Seeing the noble lady get into the luxurious and bright sedan chair surrounded by a group of maids, Lin Qingfeng turned around with a smile, in a good mood: "Let's go."

The two sisters followed her expressionlessly.

After entering the house, the servants closed the door behind, Lin Qingfeng turned around suddenly, raised his hand to pinch his sister's chin.

My sister was forced to look up, but didn't dare to resist.

Lin Qingfeng looked up and down at her face, and then at her sister.

"His attack was a bit harsh." Lin Qingfeng withdrew his hand and said coldly, "If Jiang Hui attacks you again in the future, come directly to me."

"Hmm." My sister bowed her head.

This house is very big, from the outside it looks like there is only one mansion gate, but deep inside, it connects the north and south sides of the house.

Laughter came from the main hall, and the people who got off the two carriages in front had already been sitting inside talking for a while.

Ji Hong is seated on the left hand side, and on the right hand side is an old man with bright eyes and high spirits. Like Ji Hong, he is dressed in a plain robe. He is Shen Shu's master. Fan Zhuyi.

Lin Qingfeng came slowly, the people in the room stopped talking and looked at her.

But seeing Lin Qingfeng's face was cold, he looked towards Jiang Hui who was on the second seat on the right.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Ji Hong said with a smile, he was the only one laughing from the beginning to the end.

Lin Qingfeng looked away, walked over and said, "It's nothing."

Sitting down in the first seat on the left, she lightly shook the handkerchief in her hand, with an attitude that she would not join this conversation.

Jiang Hui snorted coldly in his heart, he didn't want to look at her, and before taking his eyes away, he still took a look at her plump chest and lower abdomen.

The conversation was not interrupted for a long time, Ji Hong looked at Fan Zhuyi, and said with a smile: "I was thinking of going to the teahouse to invite a few people back. The news about Hengxiang we heard outside is not as clear as that from the local population."

"Well, the news anywhere is not as good as the news in the teahouse," Fan Zhuyi said lightly, "And, my apprentice likes to drink tea."

Lin Qingfeng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked up at Fan Zhuyi.

In the early years, it was always said that Shen Wen was dead, and even the loyal girl next to Shen Wen, who was loyal with her life, went away to escape the world.

Lin Qingfeng sent someone to investigate secretly, but Aunt Rou kept her name incognito. She has been lonely and widowed for the past few years, not communicating with anyone, and never writing a letter.

Therefore, Lin Qingfeng no longer doubted Shen Yan's death.

However, Fan Zhuyi has always had a lot of eyeliner in Yunliang. Those subordinates said that Shen Shuangcheng has been acting constantly in the past few years. After careful investigation and speculation, they finally confirmed that Shen Yan is really still alive.It didn't take long for Fan Zhuyi to easily find out the whereabouts of Shen Ming's activities over the years.

It was because it was too easy, Fan Zhuyi said that Shen Wen did it on purpose.

Sure enough, not long after, they received a letter from Shen Yan.

The letter did not recall the past, nor did it mention why Fan Zhuyi had concealed the fact that he was still alive in the past few years. The letter sent only had a few words of greeting from his master, and then carried a strange pattern.

In the next six months, he sent three more letters, each with similar but different patterns, like a map, or cracked lines on a tortoise shell.

Lin Qingfeng spent a lot of time investigating, but not many were found. The two main clues, one pointing to Chongyi Zhaoyun Mountain, and the other to Zhenzhou Liushi Mountain.

This Shen Yan will always be like this.

He will not complete the words, say the half, hide the half, and leave the strange things for people to guess.

But sometimes people are cheap, knowing that he will guide people secretly, but can't help but want to investigate.

No, Shimen came to Hengxiang.

Lin Qingfeng scrutinized Fan Zhuyi's face with his beautiful eyes. It was rare for Fan Zhuyi to take the initiative to mention Shen Wen, but he didn't have any fluctuations in expression, and he couldn't see any emotions.

Lin Qingfeng withdrew his gaze, and continued to fiddle with his long, crystal-clear nails.

"Speaking of the tea house," Ji Hong said with a smile, "Senior brother, the tea I drank in the pass back then is really memorable."

Lin Qingfeng looked down at his nails, and his lips curled up with joy when he heard this.

Ji Hong never knew which pot was unopened and which pot was lifted, and when he lifted it, it must have a deep meaning.

"It's the tea that drank us all, and let the nephew steal our ashes that we worked so hard to get back, alas."

Fan Zhuyi's fist hardened, and his face became even uglier.

"Oh, speaking of it, the body of my nephew hasn't been found yet," Ji Hong said again, "I'm afraid the ashes will never be found."

"What about the two girls," Fan Zhuyi said coldly, "let them come in."

"Xiao Rong, Xiao Wu," Lin Qingfeng called lazily, "Come in."

(End of this chapter)