Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

Chapter 441 Why did I lie to you?

In the main hall of the villa, wisps of incense rose, and the aroma of tea was light and broad.

Yin Ga and Qiao Feng were sitting opposite each other.

"Brother Qiao, how do you like this tea?" Yin Ga took a sip and asked with a smile.

Qiao Feng was not in the mood to drink tea at this moment, but he couldn't resist Yin Gao's kindness, so he said: "Mr. Murong's tea ceremony is quite unique. Just brewing the tea with boiling water will give it a different aroma, which is different from the tea I usually drink. , quite different.”

He is talking about "ordered tea" and "loose tea".

Yin Lao's method is like "loose tea", brewing directly with boiling water, but the aroma is more unique than "point tea".

"Brother Qiao, just think it tastes good."

Yin Gao smiled and said, "Always calling him 'Mrong Master' is a bit annoying. If Brother Qiao doesn't dislike it, why don't you call me 'Xiandi'?"

Qiao Feng was startled, and then said: "You have nothing to do, Mr. Murong... My dear brother, if you don't reject me as a Khitan, it would be better of course."

"To me, there is not much difference between the Khitans, Jin people, Mongols, and Song people. In my heart, there is not even a distinction between good guys and bad guys."

"good."

Qiao Feng stood up immediately, "Xian... Master Murong, are you kidding me?!"

Yin Gao said: "How can we judge right and wrong with just one word? An upright official takes nothing from the people, but the people under his rule have no food to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies. Another corrupt official, although greedy and immoderate, But the people under the rule are all well-dressed and have no worries about food and clothing. Brother Qiao, let me ask you, which one is better? Which one is worse?"

Yin Gao nodded: "Then Monk Zhiguang must have told you that all this happened because of a letter. The so-called 'leading brother' gathered all these martial arts people together and lied that Khitan masters would come. Seize the martial arts secret book."

Yin Ganxu pressed his right hand to signal him to calm down: "Brother Qiao, I, Fenghua Xueyuelou, never do business at a loss, and naturally I will not deceive any customer. You and I have a deal in advance, and you will discuss it with me for ten days... Oh, of course. Although the time has not come, I have got what I want, so it will naturally count. Then I told you my identity as the 'big brother' and it was a fair deal, so how could I deceive you?"

"Of course..." Qiao Feng subconsciously wanted to say that corrupt officials are bad, but bad people deserve to die. But after killing corrupt officials, what will happen to the people under his rule?

So as soon as I said it, I didn't know what to say next.

Qiao Feng nodded, looking sad.

Yin Gao said calmly.

Qiao Feng held his breath and concentrated, looking at Yin Gao intently.

Yin Gao smiled faintly and did not delve into this issue, so he said: "Let's get back to the topic. Monk Zhiguang has told you about your life experience, right? A Khitan man, he was intercepted outside Yanmen Pass by martial arts masters from the Central Plains. As a result, a family of three was destroyed. Yes or no?"

"That 'big brother who takes the lead' is... Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple!"

"Oh?"

"You, you... what evidence do you have?" Qiao Feng still refused.

Yin Lao shook his head.

Yin Lao shook his head and smiled: "To be fair, Brother Qiao, I will tell you now who the leading brother is."

"What did you say?!"

His title suddenly changed. I don't know if it was because he didn't believe it or something else.

Qiao Feng sighed, "So I have been searching hard to find out who the so-called 'big brother' is, and...who else participated in the battle at Yanmen Pass, or who knew about it."

Qiao Feng thought of what Yin Gao had said a few days ago. He didn't seem to care much about the feud between countries, but why couldn't he distinguish between good guys and bad guys?

Shaolin had given him the kindness to teach his art, and Abbot Xuanci was a famous figure in the world and a high-ranking monk. How could he kill his wife and daughter?

"I have no evidence."

Yin Lao shook his head, "But I have a reason."

"What reason?" Qiao Feng was even more puzzled. "Do you know that although Abbot Xuanci was the 'big brother' who took the lead in that incident, he was bewitched by others."

"Sure enough, who was he bewitched by?"

Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was bewitched by others. That's right. Abbot Xuanci is definitely not that kind of person!

But Qiao Feng couldn't understand what Yin Gao said next.

Yin Gao slowly said: "The one who seduced him into intercepting and killing Ling Zun Ling Ci outside Yanmen Pass was none other than my father, Murong Bo!"

"What did you say?!"

Qiao Feng was stunned, what on earth are you talking about?

"I told you, I won't lie to you." Yin Lao's expression was very calm, as if Murong Bo was not his father, but a stranger.

"B-but...how is this possible..."

Qiao Feng slumped in his chair, his face full of disbelief.

Although Murong Bo had been "dead" for many years when he emerged in the world, how could the name of Gusu Murong be so easily forgotten?

Murong Bo back then was an out-and-out martial arts hero, so Qiao Feng naturally knew that.

In addition, it is impossible for Yin Zhang to directly sell his father out of his mouth.

Moreover, Murong Bo was even more famous than Abbot Xuanci back then, and he was even more famous among celebrities in the world. How could he do such a thing?

"Nothing is impossible."

Yin Ga said with a smile, "In order to restore Dayan, my father wanted to use the martial arts in the Central Plains to provoke a dispute between the Liao and Song Dynasties, so as to fish in troubled waters and complete his plan to restore Yan."

When Qiao Feng heard this, he felt that this truth was reasonable, but if Murong Lao talked about his father like this, would it be...

"Brother Xian, you don't seem to be optimistic about the plan to recover Dayan?" Qiao Feng asked.

"It's not that it's not promising, it just doesn't make sense."

Yin Gao's eyes were far-reaching, "If the Song Dynasty was weak and the world was chasing the artifacts, it would be the wheel of history, but now is not the time, and...heh, how can you plan to restore the country just by relying on a group of green forests and wild swordsmen? Even if he is lucky enough to be restored to the country, I guess he will be considered lucky if he dies in the second generation."

"You..." This was the first time Qiao Feng heard Yin Zhang's remarks, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"If nothing else, I'm not lying to you."

Yin Lao smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, Sister A'Zhu grew up with me since childhood. Like A Bi, she is also from Yanziwu and is my family. I know that she has a deep love for you. I hope you can Don't let her down. When a man is alive, his fame and wealth are all in vain. It is rare in the world to have the heart of a man by his side."

Qiao Feng was startled, then sighed, cupped his fists and said, "Brother... I have learned a lesson."

Yin Lao took a sip of tea and said, "Brother Qiao, do you have anything else you want to ask?"

Qiao Feng hesitated for a while, then said: "Yes..."

Yin Gao was the first to say, "Brother Qiao wants to ask about the whereabouts of Master Xuanku, Uncle Qiao, and Aunt Qiao, right?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Feng stood up immediately, and Yin Gao knew it.

"What kind of reward will Brother Qiao have to pay this time?" Yin Gao looked at him with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)