Lord of the Desert

Chapter 270 The Golden Lock
At the banquet, the topic naturally expanded on the matter of "recruiting a son-in-law".

Not only Liu and Chen's family, but every family in Xijing has no shortage of daughters of the right age.

Mr. Bai mentioned that Kou Yong went north to Hezhou to confront the giant spirit.

The Patriarch of the Liang family talked about Gu Yixin stationed in Huaiyang Kingdom, looking for the common people.

Then, Jiang Yuhu turned the conversation around, and casually asked how much dowry Ao Fuwei had received.

It was Ao Zhixian himself who answered.

"Two crates of silk, two horses, a pair of jade discs, and ten slaves."

She said in a warm voice——by the standards of the Dahua family, it is quite shabby.

"On the day of welcoming the relatives, the dowry should be doubled."

Ao Zhixian added another sentence.

Su Peifeng lowered his head slightly, raised his glass to cover his face.

Jiang Yuhu laughed when he saw this.

"In ancient times, princes and lords accepted conquests, but the regulations were not as good as horses and jade, which shows that they are full of sincerity."

As he spoke, he raised his glass to Su Peifeng.

Ao Zhixian choked with a smile.

After several rounds of drinking, people gradually stopped drinking.

The atmosphere is slightly colder.

It's time to talk about business.

Ao Fuwei immediately glanced at his daughter.

Ao Zhixian understood what his father meant.

"You elders take it easy, Zhixian will leave first."

She stood in front of the table and saluted, respectfully saying.

"Well, let's go."

Ao Fuwei replied briefly.

A slender hand pressed Su Peifeng's shoulder.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally got up.

"Junior send Zhixian back."

Su Peifeng made a bow.

He was about to turn around when he heard Liu Xiu speak.

"I've always heard that you two are inseparable."

"However, since the gift is accepted, the two feelings will not be in the morning and evening."

"I'm going to talk about something serious later, you can stay and listen."

Liu Xiu is the person with the highest status present, since he opened his mouth, there is no room for the younger generation to refuse.

Su Peifeng bowed his hands and said yes, returned to his seat, and glanced back, only to see the back of Ao Zhixian turning the screen of the entrance.

The room was closed tightly, and the topic became serious immediately.

"Today Heng Wei was invited to my office for questioning, and he is no longer as arrogant as before."

The first to speak was Liangzhou Buzheng.

"Fuboxing's petition and materials regarding the interference with the operation of the Shipping Department have also been prepared."

Then there is Ao Fuwei.

"My family's ancestor planned to make an appointment with the Year of the Turtle for a drink before the year, and also sent a message to the two of Tianpeng Mountain..."

The voice is getting lower and the meaning is getting deeper, and there is nothing Su Peifeng can catch up with.

He sat at the bottom silently, listening to the decisions on all matters in Liangzhou during the banquet, he seemed to see the wind and smoke in Yaohe River and the sunset in Xijing before his eyes.

After half an hour, the atmosphere returned to relaxation.

They called the maids and served new wine.

At this time Jiang Yuhu suddenly spoke.

"My family recently acquired a new business with a principal of [-] guan, divided into [-] shares."

"I ate forty strands, but it was a bit difficult, and I was willing to let half come out."

He said looking down.

"If nephew Su Xian has a surplus in his family, why don't we play together?"

Su Peifeng was stunned for a moment.

Su's family affairs, he has always been out of control as a concubine; and personal affairs, from daily clothing to social interactions, have been decided by Ao Zhixian in recent years.

It feels so far away to make a decision without the latter.

But when the banquet fell silent, when he caught the gaze of "Shocking Baili" Jiang Yuhu, a force suddenly surged in his body, making him realize the meaning of the other party's move and react.

"Thank you Shibo for your cooperation!"

Su Peifeng replied and got up to toast.

Jiang Yuhu accepted it with a smile.

After a while, everyone dispersed.

Accompanied by Ao Fuwei and the two juniors, the lords of each family left one after another.

The last one to stop downstairs was the carriage of the Fubo Gang.

"I just asked the steward, and he said that Xiao Yu'er had left long ago. He is really ignorant."

Ao Zhiji complained to her brother-in-law.

"You don't have to wait for her, just go."

He said one sentence, walked down the stone platform, boarded the car with his father and left.

On the white jade steps, Su Peifeng was left alone.

The moonlight shines brightly, and heavy snow falls all over the sky.

Where the eyes fall, the world seems to be made of jade, frozen in time.

The white night is extremely quiet, and the wind stops talking.

【Where should I go? 】

Su Peifeng had an idea, and then his mind went blank for a long time.

After standing in a daze for a moment, he stepped into Wangjiang Alley and turned west at the entrance of the alley - there, Ao Zhixian had a private courtyard.

Walked two more streets.

When the moonlight-filled snow tiles in the small courtyard came into view from a distance, Su Peifeng finally stopped.

The Su family mansion is in the south of Xijing City.

Slowly stepping on the snow, the journey took almost half an hour.

The concierge was awakened in the middle of the night, and he was dissatisfied at first, but seeing the face of Xue Ye, how dare he feel tired.

The rooms are simply furnished but spotlessly clean.

Su Peifeng sat by the bed, took off his shirt, and gave off a strong smell of alcohol.

The personal maid held a hot towel and wiped his body for him.

"Yanran, when I'm not around, do you clean this room every day?"

Su Peifeng asked.

"Also changed the mattress."

He pressed the surface of the bed.

"The young master spent the night at home last time, and the autumn tiger has not yet passed, how can he use the same set of mattresses as the twelfth lunar month?"

The maid smiled sweetly.

"Sweeping every day is the job of a servant, so it's not worth mentioning by the young master."

"It's just that if household items are not used frequently, they will get old quickly..."

Su Peifeng didn't know how to answer, but just nodded.

Since the end of last spring, he seldom went home, and either lived with Ao Zhixian in the mansion of the Fubo Gang, or stayed overnight in a small courtyard in the west of the city.

So much so that this beautiful maid bestowed by the descendants of the "Giant Spirit Aspect" is not yet familiar with him.

Yan Ran dipped the cold towel back into the washbasin and washed it.

Between the collar, there was a touch of golden light, reflecting the candlelight.

It's a tiny gold necklace.

"Where did it come from?"

Su Peifeng reached out and rubbed the chain on his fingertips.

"It was given by the eldest lady."

Yan Ran replied.

"It was after the young master was listed on the Tianjiao List."

"The Da Furen said that if you wear this chain, the servants will be determined to belong to the young master..."

She said her cheeks flushed slightly.

Su Peifeng didn't reply.

He withdrew his hand and pressed the golden chain around his neck.

Twenty months ago, the spring flowers of Zhenghe's 27th year had not yet come to an end.

He had just entered the Chaotic Realm, publicly fought and killed the young leader of the Red Hand Gang, and officially gained the "elegant title" of the Red Faced God.

That night, with seven stab wounds, he entered Ao Zhixian's boudoir for the first time.

The copper basin is filled with clear water, and the white silk is soaked to wipe off the half-dried blood on the hair.

Topless, kneeling in front of the bed.

Then, Ao Zhixian bent down and put on the golden forged chain for him.

The light is brilliant, laughing and dancing lightly.

He smelled the bloody acquiescence, was ecstatic, and tremblingly climbed onto the embroidery bed.

Maidens are like poppies.

He had known her danger for a long time.

That night, he also tasted her beauty.

PS:

"The world is like jade" is adapted from Chao Bu's "Dongxian Song".

The original sentence is "Looking at jade as a human being, and a thousand acres of plain swing".

Many metaphors and simulacrums in my book come from Chinese and foreign poems I have read—there have been countless Chinese and foreign talents for thousands of years, so I am unlikely to be the originator of any metaphor.

Some of these rhetoric I remember the source, some I "think" original.

I specifically mention this because I recently read Xibei's modern poem "Passerby", which was published in 2015. There is a line in it "Though the wind is strong, it bypasses my soul", which is very good.

Then I remembered that I wrote a sentence in the first volume, "The mountain wind blows very strongly, but it all bypasses his tears", and I thought it was good.

Obviously, my sentence came from Xibei.

But I can't remember when or where I first read "Passerby".

The first time I realized this was happening was in the last book.

The character I wrote, the dragon demon, died in battle, and his last words were "My life and career are like this fist, and I will never regret it."

I was smug at the time.

Later, some readers left a message saying that it was like the last words of the character Rao in Fist of the North Star, "I have no regrets in my life."

I haven't read this manga, only heard of the name and the main character Kenjiro.

But looking back at the slice, I'm pretty sure the inspiration came from Rao - maybe I heard it, maybe I saw this episode on VOD as a kid and I just don't remember it anymore.

If there is a similar situation, please mark it for me. (PS is added later)

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