After the hero goes crazy

"Say it as if you've seen it with your own eyes."

Yao Shouning muttered loudly.

Cheng Fuyun behind Feng Zhen twitched his lips. He had dealt with this little girl before, and he knew that the second young lady of the Yao family was eccentric and not a timid young lady.

Behind her is Liu Bingzhou, a great scholar, who is said to be liked by the eldest princess, and has a close relationship with Lu Zhi...

Thinking of this, he squinted at Feng Zhen secretly, and thought in his heart: The aura of the chief executive may not be able to restrain this young girl.

Feng Zhen's eyes turned cold, and he looked in Yao Shouning's direction.

As the leader of Zhenma Division, he has a very evil spirit, no matter how bold he is, few people can remain calm under his stare.

But this time he miscalculated.

When the waiter looked over, Yao Shouning also stared at him with wide eyes. The girl's eyes were black and white, and her eyes were clear. Seeing his fierce eyes, not only was she not afraid, but she even raised her chin and said softly ' with a sound.

The ignorant are fearless!Feng Zhen frowned, and quickly turned to look at Mrs. Liu.

Children don't know fear, but adults should know the prestige of Zhenmus.

If it was in the past, when Liu Shi was seen by him, he would also tell his daughter to keep his mouth shut.

But she was also very angry at this time, and felt that what her daughter said was not unreasonable.

Coupled with the fact that Feng Zhen and his party were not kind, it was clear at this time that they wanted to blame them, and there was no need to reason with these people.

"Hmph!" Feng Zhen carefully wrote down Liu's sum, and decided to find another chance to take revenge in the future.

He turned his cheek slightly, and winked at Cheng Fuyun behind him.

Cheng Fuyun glanced at Yao Shouning, put his hand on the brim of the black gauze hat, and raised his orchid finger with his fingertips, as if making a gesture.

As soon as he did this, someone shouted in the distance:
"Liu Bingzhou was obviously capable, but he stood by and watched when the flood came. It can be seen that this 'Confucian sage' is just a person trying to gain fame."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people stepped on the water and showed up.

"In this flood, it is said that many people's houses in the southwest of God's Capital were even washed away by the water."

"Although people are fine, but there is no house, no clothes and no food, how can we survive this winter?"

"Liu Bingzhou..."

Everyone whispered, and Yao Shouning sensed the growing malice.

Her eyes fell on Feng Zhen, and with her keen intuition, she could feel that all this was instigated by the servant next to the emperor.

"nonsense!"

Yao Shouning yelled crisply, and took a step forward:
"When did my grandfather stand by? When he predicted the flood, he immediately notified the eldest princess, so that everyone could migrate in time and save their lives."

She straightened her back and calmly faced the prying eyes of the people around her.

Although the answer was a secret rumor, but his eyes were on Feng Zhen:
""The Secret History of Daqing", "The Tale of Taizu Slaying Demons", "The Biography of Zhang Fuchen"..." She clicked on the titles of several books in succession, and spoke clearly:
"In these scripts, it is true that the story of the great Confucian Mr. Zhang defending the city with righteousness 700 years ago is recorded, but that is just a legend in the scripts."

Hearing this, Feng Zhen frowned, but the girl said again:

"My mother always said that I don't do business and only read idle books. I didn't expect that the chief executive also read a lot of idle books, and took the stories of idle books as the truth. If I didn't read a lot of stories, I would have believed you evil!"

...

"you--"

It was not the first time Feng Zhen came to Yao's house.

After Liu Bingzhou showed his supernatural powers, Emperor Shenqi once sent his confidants to welcome him into the palace, but he declined several times.

Therefore, he also dealt with Yao's family several times. In his impression, this Second Miss Yao had met several times, but the most impressive one was naturally the rumors between her and Lu Zhi. He also knew that she suspected of breaking in. Dai Wang's underground palace is not the boudoir lady shown on the outside.

From Cheng Fuyun's mouth, he also knew that Miss Yao was eloquent.

But before that, he always felt that a boudoir girl is only eighteen years old, but her family loves too much, so she doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

As long as this kind of person is frightened, he will show his original shape.

——But he didn't expect that at this time, he didn't scare people, but was squeezed by her words.

"What's wrong with me?" Yao Shouning was not afraid of him either.

In the illusion, she had personally seen Liu Bingzhou's heroic feat of sacrificing himself to protect the city, and she also knew the painstaking efforts of her grandfather at this time.

She remembered Liu Bingzhou's words: history cannot be changed.

Due to time constraints, Liu Bingzhou couldn't explain some words, but she couldn't tolerate her grandfather being wronged like this.

"Based on just one rumor and speculation, I made a lot of accusations." She tilted her head and said:
"Obviously the flood was caused by the Bailing River. From your posture, why do you seem to think that this is my grandfather's fault?"

"Many people in the western city of the gods have no houses, no clothes and no food. What does this have to do with our Yao family?" Yao Shouning smiled:
"My father is only the commander of the sixth-rank soldiers and horses. He hasn't been promoted for ten years. This kind of important matter is handled by the ministers of the court. My grandfather is just a Confucian student in Nanzhao. How can he afford such an important matter?" duty?"

Her voice was crisp and clear, even though she was angry in her heart, her tone became more and more calm, suppressing the anger in her heart.

Listening to her sister's words behind her, Yao Wanning felt both relieved and relieved—she might be pregnant, and she had a hunch that the day the child was born might be the day of her death.

Her life is not long, while Yao Shouning is growing up.

At that time, even if the parents lose her daughter, fortunately there will be a more well-behaved daughter Cheng Huan under their knees, so they won't be too heartbroken.

Thinking of this, Yao Wanning couldn't help feeling a little thankful for her illness: just because she had been ill since she was a child, I'm afraid her family members were psychologically prepared for the news that she would not live long.

She was a little happy, but at the same time felt lost. She was afraid that her family members would notice her emotional changes and worry, so she quickly lowered her head with tears in her eyes.

But she didn't notice that the moment she was crying, the tall shadow standing behind her moved, and subconsciously reached out, trying to touch her cheek, trying to wipe away the tears on her face.

"that is!"

A clear male voice then responded.

Amidst the sound of treading water, a figure came out from the alleyway.

"Jing Sui—" Liu called out when he saw the young man's face.

Wen Jingsui smiled at her, and then his eyes swept away from Yao Shouning.

The girl combed her buns, her hair was as black as ink, and a few strands of long hair wrapped around her arms were soaked by the rain, giving off a faint luster.

...

In the face of criticism from all directions, she stepped forward to protect her elders.

This kind of Yao Shouning moved him even more, but it also made him realize that the distance between the two of them was gradually widening—she was growing and changing, but he was not involved in this process.

Wen Jingsui endured the bitterness in his heart, and when he turned his head to look at Lai Shi in the palace, his gaze became sharp:
"My lord, as far as I know, Lord Yao Sui, the commander of the North City Army and Horse Division, has been on duty in the Yamen for many years—"

Feng Zhen is no ordinary person.

He soon realized that he was caught between the words of two juniors.

One relied on his young age, and the other failed to become an official because he had not yet achieved fame, trying to fight him with words and break the 'momentum' he created.

If he still relied on his own identity and refused to fight back, he might make a fool of himself at the hands of these two juniors today.

Thinking of this, before Wen Jingsui could finish speaking, he immediately interrupted him:
"who are you?"

Wen Jingsui was interrupted by him, but he was not annoyed, and immediately bowed with both hands, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude:

"The surname of Wansheng is Wen, and he is the son of Wen Qingzhe, Wen Jingsui."

"Wen Qingzhe?" Feng Zhen is the leader of Zhenmagic Division.

Zhenmensi controls the latest and fastest news in the city of Shendu, and he knows the identities, backgrounds and origins of all officials in the city.

A talent like Wen Jingsui who became famous at a young age, he naturally knew who it was.

He even knew who Wen Qingzhe was—an old-fashioned and inflexible seventh-rank official, a dying man who angered Emperor Shen Qi and was sent to prison.

But even though he knew Wen Jingsui's identity, he didn't point it out.

Feng Zhen is cunning and calculating, with deep eyesight.

He knew the origins of Yao and Wen's families, and Wen Jingsui did his best to cover it up, but Feng Zhen noticed the momentary pause he had looked at Yao Shouning earlier.

In his mind, the rumors between Lu Zhi and Yao Shouning suddenly emerged.

Many scattered clues appeared in his mind one by one, and he quickly analyzed and classified them.

It was rumored that on the occasion of the second Miss Yao's birthday a few days ago, the dead Jian Wang Zhu Zhenbi sent a group of people to the door to 'ask for marriage', and there was a lot of trouble in the city at that time.

Mrs. Wen's family fought with the people from Prince Jian's House on the spot, and afterward Lu Zhi rushed to drive the people from Prince Jian's House away.

Since then, the Wen and Yao families have gradually developed rifts.

When the eldest princess broke into the palace yesterday, she tied up King Jian and sent her to the watchtower outside the city, causing the 90-year-old King Jian to die in the flood...

In this situation, Feng Zhen felt that the strong-tempered eldest princess was suspected of avenging her personal revenge.

He was clever at the time but was misunderstood by his cleverness, thinking that Zhu Hengrui was just killing chickens to make an example to monkeys, in order to suppress the protest of the clan with the death of King Jian.

But looking at it now, it was possible that Zhu Hengrui didn't have that much scheming at all, and the reason why he killed King Jian was probably just to vent his anger for Yao Shouning.

What is the relationship between Zhu Hengrui and Yao Shouning?

She and Liu Bingzhou came from the same school, and they both studied under Zhang Raozhi, but Zhang Raozhi has been dead for many years, so this kind of affection can be ignored.

On the contrary, Zhu Hengrui's only son, Lu Zhi, and Yao Shouning went in and out together several times, and it seemed that their love gradually grew.

Thinking of the rift between the Wen family and the Yao family, he knew immediately, and guessed that the Wen family boy was blinded by love, and wanted to gain popularity in front of the Yao family and stand up for the Yao family.

...

After figuring this out, Feng Zhen knew exactly what to do.

He knows very well that people's aura is repeated, weakened again and again, and exhausted three times.

If he speaks out and reprimands him, it will actually arouse the rebellious spirit of this talented man who is full of gods, and maybe his will will be more determined.

Therefore, with a smile on his face, he deliberately turned his head and asked Cheng Fuyun:

"Wen Qingzhe, this name is somewhat familiar."

"That's right." Cheng Fuyun was well aware of the frighteningness of this great leader, the more he smiled, the more murderous he was.

Cheng Fuyun replied respectfully:
"This Wen Qingzhe is a servant of Qipin. He holds a pen for the emperor. He wrote nonsense yesterday and was thrown into prison by the emperor."

He deliberately emphasized the word "Qipin" and mentioned punishment and prison.

The name of the prison is indeed frightening, and many onlookers shrank their heads back.

Feng Zhen's eyes fell on Wen Jingsui, he deliberately wanted to humiliate this young man.

Young people are impulsive, impulsive for love, regardless of the consequences, he feels that Wen Jing will definitely become angry at this time.

Once he gets angry and loses his calm, he will find a loophole and be caught by Zhenmensi.

But he underestimated the young man.

'Clatter——'

The rain kept falling, wetting Wen Jing and his whole body.

The square scarf wrapped around his head was attached to his head, and water droplets dripped down the sides of the cloth scarf. He was not ashamed or embarrassed because of his father's low official position, nor was he sad and hesitant because his father was in prison.

He just looked at Feng Zhen with a smile, with a calm expression on his face. From his eyes, Feng Zhen felt a message: he didn't think that Wen Qingzhe's imprisonment was an act of embarrassment to the Wen family, but a crime imposed by others. Heart.

As soon as this idea came up, Feng Zhen knew that this young man would not be dismissed so easily.

"Yes, my father held the pen for the emperor, wrote the memorial for him, and worked hard all his life. Yesterday he learned that there was a flood at night, so he wrote a letter to ask the emperor to open a warehouse to release food for the victims, but he was thrown into prison—"

The mouth of a scholar is like a knife that can kill.

Wen Jingsui's voice was loud, and every word he spoke was like a sword, piercing Feng Zhen's heart.

As soon as he heard this, he secretly screamed that something was wrong.

Today he came here according to the order, in order to pour dirty water on Liu Bingzhou so that the victims would attack him.

The people from Zhenmensi had already mixed into the crowd, stirring up everyone's emotions with a few words.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhen's words were first interrupted by Yao Shouning, and then Wen Jingsui appeared again. I originally wanted to join him in the army, but I didn't expect that he would counterattack. At this time, bringing the topic back to Wen Qingzhe made everyone around I heard it clearly.

A group of people from the palace came here ostentatiously, following many spectators along the way, such words must not be spread, and this kid surnamed Wen must not be allowed to continue.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhen immediately sneered and interrupted Wen Jingsui:

"Your father was imprisoned because of his disrespectful words, so you should learn your lesson and be cautious in your words and deeds." He rolled up the imperial decree and looked down at Wen Jingsui:
"You have neither official status nor fame. How can you speak here?"

Wen Jing just laughed:
"People in the world manage the affairs of the world!"

"Scholars of my generation don't read about fame and wealth, but for the country, for the people, and to speak out for injustice in the world!"

...

"Where's the injustice?" Feng Zhen sneered:

"It's clear that you are a stunned brat who pity the beauty and cherish the jade, and when you see a beautiful woman in trouble, you just force yourself to stand out."

"Wrong!" Wen Jingsui, who had been gentle and refined before, opened his eyes in anger after hearing this, and shouted:
"Let me ask you, is the master of the Yao family Yao Hui, the commander of the northern army and horses?"

He was thin and thin, but his voice was like thunder when he drank it.

The awe-inspiring aura erupted from that body, which shocked Feng Zhen's horses in fear. After neighing, they raised their hooves and retreated.

"……Yes."

Feng Zhen was taken aback, he didn't expect Wen Jingsui to have such an aura.

As a great servant in the palace, he has extraordinary martial arts skills, and is the No. Chop the horse to death with one palm.

But he suppressed his anger and responded:
"so what?"

"Since it rained, Lord Yao has been in the yamen, busy with official duties—"

"He has committed a crime, made a contribution to the crime, and worked for the emperor. Does he want to complain?" Feng Zhenyin interrupted him.

"Working for the emperor, naturally I dare not complain." Wen Jingsui looked up at him with undiminished momentum:
"As far as I know, since the flood last night, Mr. Yao has ignored his family and devoted himself to serving the public. When I went to the Prison Department yesterday, I ran into Mr. Yao leading his servants to carry sandbags to stop the flood."

The more Wen Jingsui talked, Feng Zhen became more irritable and impatient, knowing that he couldn't let this kid continue talking:

"That is--"

But as soon as he spoke, Wen Jing casually shouted loudly:

"Last night, there was a flood, and the flood was raging. Not only the houses of the people were destroyed, but many people were missing!"

"Master Yao is also among the people who have not returned!" Wen Jingsui didn't give the waiter a chance to speak, he said loudly:

"Father-in-law!"

He stared angrily, stepping on the water, took a step forward, and asked forcefully: "And a nobleman like you didn't know how to find the missing person in the flood, but instead went to Yao's house, and there were accusations in his words. You are deceiving no one in Yao's house." , are there only old people, women and children left?"