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Chapter 125 [Ruo Ruo, something is wrong with you! 】
Chapter 125 [Ruo Ruo, something is wrong with you! 】
The woman named Xiao Ai frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "A talent like him, won't our Rakshasa hall absorb it?"
Hearing this, the six-fingered old man with white beard and white hair laughed and said:
"Since it's a lustful devil, what's the point of recruiting it, let him give you a frenzy too?"
"The rudder master!" Xiao Ai stomped her feet, and looked at the shameless old man in front of her with a bit of anger.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him. Recently, you should arrange more people to watch out for Mr. Xiaoyan from Nanqing, and see who is watching him." The old man waved his hands hastily and laughed.
"Helmsman, is he one of our own?"
After asking, seeing the old man looking at her, Xiao Ai, a lady with long hair, hurriedly got up and left, saying:
"Well, I shouldn't have asked."
After all, he got up and left.
After the demure woman named Xiao Ai left, a masked man with a severed arm walked out of the back room, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Recently, the heavy Jinyiwei has sent many people to monitor and investigate Yan Bingyun one after another. Do you want me to get rid of all these people?"
The six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard shook his head, took a gulp of the hot wine that had been scalded on the stove, and said:
"No, there is a special person in charge of Yan Bingyun's matter, we just need to cooperate a little when necessary.
Our mission is to cover Lao Fei and evacuate from Northern Qi safely.
How is it? Has Lao Fei healed from his injury? "
The man with a broken arm in a mask looked at the jug, and the six-fingered old man with white hair and beard smiled at him, poured a glass and handed it over, and said with a smile:
"Have a drink?"
The masked man with a broken arm took the wine glass, but he didn't see how he performed his kung fu. He saw that the wine in the glass suddenly formed a thin water column and gradually flew into his mouth, leaving only an empty glass.
It can also be regarded as a gulp.
"Even though Lao Fei was seriously injured when he was besieged by the Jinyiwei this time, he wiped out the 500 Jinyiwei elite army, which is truly remarkable. He deserves to be a master of poison use.
He is a great master of poison use, and he doesn't separate medicine from poison, so he doesn't need me to help him. His injury has gradually healed, and he can return to normal in half a decade at most. "
While speaking, the masked man with a broken arm gently tossed the cup in his hand forward, and the cup landed firmly on the edge of the campfire.
The six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "In fact, with your martial arts level, you can definitely find a place above black and white impermanence. Why didn't you fight for it when the emperor was ranking?"
Hearing this, the masked man with a broken arm seemed to be lost in memory, and after a moment of silence, he said hoarsely:
"I think Dijun needs a silent and unknown killing knife that can kill people at any time."
After all, he turned and left while his broken sleeve was fluttering in the wind, leaving only one meaningful sentence:
"You should think about how to escort Fei Lao out of Beiqi. His identity has been completely exposed now, and Beiqi has tacitly agreed to keep him in Shangjing at all costs.
Another thing is also very strange, which puzzles me a lot. How did Lao Fei's identity be exposed? Is there a traitor spies in our ranks?
It's up to you to worry about these headaches, I'll find Mr. Fei for a drink. "
"You kid!" The six-fingered old man with white hair and beard laughed.
Continue to warm the wine.
Outside the window, in the faint cold wind, snowflakes fluttered and fell into the world.
The aroma of wine permeated the entire attic, but there was no sound of communication just now.
fan mansion.
At the dinner table, the family sat and ate together. Although this scene was not a happy one, it was still harmonious and quiet.
Since Fan Jian came back from court last morning, his whole face was cold, as if someone owed him 80.
Seeing this, everyone could only quietly eat the food in their bowls and dare not ask more questions.
At this time, anyone who didn't have the eyesight to see that they hit the muzzle of the gun could only consider themselves unlucky.
Even the stupid Fan Sizhe didn't bother to be smart today, even though he looked at the bowl of braised pork in front of his father and wanted to eat it, he didn't dare to step forward to grab a piece.
He only dared to lower his head and eat white rice, or occasionally sneak a piece of Chinese cabbage that was just placed in front of him.
From the corner of Fan Zui's eyes, he inadvertently noticed that Liu's hand seemed to have been stabbed twice by something sharp, and she seemed a little awkward when she held the chopsticks.
Seeing that her eyes just turned to look over, Fan Zui glared at him. Fan Zui was not used to her, so he cast a fierce look and stared back.
This bastard!
If I knew that I should have slept in the bed warmly last night, it would be a waste of emotion to knit him a sweater.
After dinner and back home, Kaka cut the half-finished sweater.
Scissors, which are not weaker than daggers, can not only cut off men's boys, but also cut clothes.
Although the food tasted not bad today, Fan Zui felt that it was much worse than Yishiju's cooking skills.
So I once again thought of going to Yishiju to kidnap the chef there.
I heard that the head chef of Yishiju is a very beautiful and individual beauty. It seems that his idea of kidnapping is very cruel.
After eating, everyone left one after another, leaving behind Fan Jian, Fan Jian, who was still sulking.
I don't know who offended him today, and since he came back early, he has been gloomy and gloomy.
After leaving the dining room, Fan Zui chatted with Fan Xian alone.
Fan Xian has been investigating Teng Zijing's life experience these days, and looking for the whereabouts of his family, wife and children.
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
Regarding Teng Zijing's life experience, Fan Zui didn't intend to intervene in it, let them do their own work and investigate slowly.
However, he did learn about a strange incident in the capital recently from Fan Xian, a big idler.
I heard that Guo Youzhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, recently invited many well-known doctors to go to the mansion to check Guo Baokun's pulse.
It is said that after the poetry meeting at Prince Jing's Mansion yesterday, Guo Baokun vomited blood on the spot and fell into a coma, and even lost his breath and pulse for a while.
The Guo family thought that Guo Baokun had died in a panic, and they planned to sue Fan Zui in front of Sheng Jia.
But unexpectedly, Guo Baokun suddenly came back from the dead.
The strangest thing is that after Guo Baokun came back from the dead this time, he seemed to be a different person after waking up.
It seems that there are two different people living in the body. They are often crazy and do not know what to say, but sometimes they are extremely shrewd.
Therefore, Guo Youzhi spent a lot of money looking for famous doctors in the capital, intending to wake up his son.
"Hey, Ruoruo, where are you going?"
While thinking, Fan Zui suddenly realized that the suspect had disappeared, but Ruo Ruo was planning to sneak away from him quietly.
Why did she subconsciously want to hide when she saw that she was looking for a brother.
"Ah, brother, no, it's all right. I'll go to the study to see my father. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today."
Ruoruo felt that her throat was extremely dry, and subconsciously swallowed.
While speaking, the footsteps subconsciously moved a little bit to the side.
"Ruo Ruo, something is wrong with you!"
Fan Zui suddenly came to her in a flash, looking down at her from a high position, as if he wanted to see something strange in her face and eyes.
At that moment, Ruoruo heard her own heartbeat clearly and unmistakably.
thump...thump...
Stop quickly, don't jump so fast, you will be discovered by your brother.
What if my brother finds out, I will be ashamed to death...
(End of this chapter)
The woman named Xiao Ai frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "A talent like him, won't our Rakshasa hall absorb it?"
Hearing this, the six-fingered old man with white beard and white hair laughed and said:
"Since it's a lustful devil, what's the point of recruiting it, let him give you a frenzy too?"
"The rudder master!" Xiao Ai stomped her feet, and looked at the shameless old man in front of her with a bit of anger.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him. Recently, you should arrange more people to watch out for Mr. Xiaoyan from Nanqing, and see who is watching him." The old man waved his hands hastily and laughed.
"Helmsman, is he one of our own?"
After asking, seeing the old man looking at her, Xiao Ai, a lady with long hair, hurriedly got up and left, saying:
"Well, I shouldn't have asked."
After all, he got up and left.
After the demure woman named Xiao Ai left, a masked man with a severed arm walked out of the back room, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Recently, the heavy Jinyiwei has sent many people to monitor and investigate Yan Bingyun one after another. Do you want me to get rid of all these people?"
The six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard shook his head, took a gulp of the hot wine that had been scalded on the stove, and said:
"No, there is a special person in charge of Yan Bingyun's matter, we just need to cooperate a little when necessary.
Our mission is to cover Lao Fei and evacuate from Northern Qi safely.
How is it? Has Lao Fei healed from his injury? "
The man with a broken arm in a mask looked at the jug, and the six-fingered old man with white hair and beard smiled at him, poured a glass and handed it over, and said with a smile:
"Have a drink?"
The masked man with a broken arm took the wine glass, but he didn't see how he performed his kung fu. He saw that the wine in the glass suddenly formed a thin water column and gradually flew into his mouth, leaving only an empty glass.
It can also be regarded as a gulp.
"Even though Lao Fei was seriously injured when he was besieged by the Jinyiwei this time, he wiped out the 500 Jinyiwei elite army, which is truly remarkable. He deserves to be a master of poison use.
He is a great master of poison use, and he doesn't separate medicine from poison, so he doesn't need me to help him. His injury has gradually healed, and he can return to normal in half a decade at most. "
While speaking, the masked man with a broken arm gently tossed the cup in his hand forward, and the cup landed firmly on the edge of the campfire.
The six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "In fact, with your martial arts level, you can definitely find a place above black and white impermanence. Why didn't you fight for it when the emperor was ranking?"
Hearing this, the masked man with a broken arm seemed to be lost in memory, and after a moment of silence, he said hoarsely:
"I think Dijun needs a silent and unknown killing knife that can kill people at any time."
After all, he turned and left while his broken sleeve was fluttering in the wind, leaving only one meaningful sentence:
"You should think about how to escort Fei Lao out of Beiqi. His identity has been completely exposed now, and Beiqi has tacitly agreed to keep him in Shangjing at all costs.
Another thing is also very strange, which puzzles me a lot. How did Lao Fei's identity be exposed? Is there a traitor spies in our ranks?
It's up to you to worry about these headaches, I'll find Mr. Fei for a drink. "
"You kid!" The six-fingered old man with white hair and beard laughed.
Continue to warm the wine.
Outside the window, in the faint cold wind, snowflakes fluttered and fell into the world.
The aroma of wine permeated the entire attic, but there was no sound of communication just now.
fan mansion.
At the dinner table, the family sat and ate together. Although this scene was not a happy one, it was still harmonious and quiet.
Since Fan Jian came back from court last morning, his whole face was cold, as if someone owed him 80.
Seeing this, everyone could only quietly eat the food in their bowls and dare not ask more questions.
At this time, anyone who didn't have the eyesight to see that they hit the muzzle of the gun could only consider themselves unlucky.
Even the stupid Fan Sizhe didn't bother to be smart today, even though he looked at the bowl of braised pork in front of his father and wanted to eat it, he didn't dare to step forward to grab a piece.
He only dared to lower his head and eat white rice, or occasionally sneak a piece of Chinese cabbage that was just placed in front of him.
From the corner of Fan Zui's eyes, he inadvertently noticed that Liu's hand seemed to have been stabbed twice by something sharp, and she seemed a little awkward when she held the chopsticks.
Seeing that her eyes just turned to look over, Fan Zui glared at him. Fan Zui was not used to her, so he cast a fierce look and stared back.
This bastard!
If I knew that I should have slept in the bed warmly last night, it would be a waste of emotion to knit him a sweater.
After dinner and back home, Kaka cut the half-finished sweater.
Scissors, which are not weaker than daggers, can not only cut off men's boys, but also cut clothes.
Although the food tasted not bad today, Fan Zui felt that it was much worse than Yishiju's cooking skills.
So I once again thought of going to Yishiju to kidnap the chef there.
I heard that the head chef of Yishiju is a very beautiful and individual beauty. It seems that his idea of kidnapping is very cruel.
After eating, everyone left one after another, leaving behind Fan Jian, Fan Jian, who was still sulking.
I don't know who offended him today, and since he came back early, he has been gloomy and gloomy.
After leaving the dining room, Fan Zui chatted with Fan Xian alone.
Fan Xian has been investigating Teng Zijing's life experience these days, and looking for the whereabouts of his family, wife and children.
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
Regarding Teng Zijing's life experience, Fan Zui didn't intend to intervene in it, let them do their own work and investigate slowly.
However, he did learn about a strange incident in the capital recently from Fan Xian, a big idler.
I heard that Guo Youzhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, recently invited many well-known doctors to go to the mansion to check Guo Baokun's pulse.
It is said that after the poetry meeting at Prince Jing's Mansion yesterday, Guo Baokun vomited blood on the spot and fell into a coma, and even lost his breath and pulse for a while.
The Guo family thought that Guo Baokun had died in a panic, and they planned to sue Fan Zui in front of Sheng Jia.
But unexpectedly, Guo Baokun suddenly came back from the dead.
The strangest thing is that after Guo Baokun came back from the dead this time, he seemed to be a different person after waking up.
It seems that there are two different people living in the body. They are often crazy and do not know what to say, but sometimes they are extremely shrewd.
Therefore, Guo Youzhi spent a lot of money looking for famous doctors in the capital, intending to wake up his son.
"Hey, Ruoruo, where are you going?"
While thinking, Fan Zui suddenly realized that the suspect had disappeared, but Ruo Ruo was planning to sneak away from him quietly.
Why did she subconsciously want to hide when she saw that she was looking for a brother.
"Ah, brother, no, it's all right. I'll go to the study to see my father. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today."
Ruoruo felt that her throat was extremely dry, and subconsciously swallowed.
While speaking, the footsteps subconsciously moved a little bit to the side.
"Ruo Ruo, something is wrong with you!"
Fan Zui suddenly came to her in a flash, looking down at her from a high position, as if he wanted to see something strange in her face and eyes.
At that moment, Ruoruo heard her own heartbeat clearly and unmistakably.
thump...thump...
Stop quickly, don't jump so fast, you will be discovered by your brother.
What if my brother finds out, I will be ashamed to death...
(End of this chapter)
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