Horse on the World

Chapter 411 Meet the old friend in a foreign land?
After leaving An Guogong's mansion, Qingfeng's heart was extremely heavy. It really was a wave of ups and downs, and another wave came up again. An Guogong's words set off a huge wave in her heart. In an astonishing situation, all the rich and powerful in the world have become his pawns, so what role does Dingzhou play in it?
According to Dingzhou's previous strategy, after destroying the Lu family in the north and annexing the Zeng family in the east, Li Qing in Dingzhou will become the most powerful local force in the Great Chu, and his strength is enough to aspire to the Central Plains. How could Tianqi allow his own chess game to become Li Qing's battlefield? What countermeasures does he have against Li Qing?Qingfeng didn't believe that Tianqi didn't deal with Li Qing's backhand, after all, Dingzhou's aggressive momentum had undoubtedly been shown in the past few years.

Will Princess Qingcheng be Apocalypse's only backup?Qingfeng asked herself in her heart more than once.

The dawn light appeared slightly in the sky, and the fluttering snow had gradually thinned out. Occasionally, a few flakes fell, and with the cold wind rolling in the air, they drifted to nowhere, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the street. , there are long icicles hanging under the eaves, which are shining with colorful lights when illuminated by the lights.Qingfeng was not in the carriage, but was wrapped in a cloak. Under the cloak, a few strands of black hair were blown up by the cold wind, and the deerskin boots stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, leaving a line behind. deep footprint.As a maid, Zhong Jing tucked her hands into her sleeves, holding a short sword tightly. In Luoyang, once Qingfeng's identity is exposed, there must be many people who want to have it and are willing to get it.Behind them, the special agents of the Statistics and Investigation Department pretended to be some idle men, either alone or in small groups, and followed them leisurely.

Passing through several streets, nearly an hour has passed, the sky is already bright, Qingfeng suddenly felt something in his heart, raised his head suddenly, and looked at a big house dozens of steps away, outside the crimson gate , more than a dozen servants are waving brooms, struggling to clear the snow. On the threshold, a maid-like person is holding a male doll with pink make-up and jade. The little boy is biting his index finger, his eyes are shining Looking brightly at the gradually piled up snowdrift, he turned his head and seemed to be begging for something in a low voice with the girl, but the girl smiled and shook her head again and again, and the little boy showed a look of frustration.

Zhong Jing noticed the strangeness of Qingfeng, followed her gaze, and her face changed. Outside the gate of that courtyard, two red lanterns with Lin characters written on them were fluttering with the cold wind. This is the Lin Mansion. It was Qingfeng's former residence, and Qingfeng came here before he knew it.

"Miss, let's go!" Zhong Jing stretched out her hand to hold Qingfeng, and whispered in her ear. "In Lin's residence, there may be many people who know Miss."

Qingfeng nodded slightly, and let Zhong Jing lead her along the other side of the street, but when she looked at the familiar door sideways, her heart was still bursting with pity, and tears couldn't help falling down. Falling.

The girl who was leading the little boy obviously also noticed the two women passing by her door. The expensive attire of the two made the girl take a second look. At this moment, Qingfeng turned her face and spoke with her After a face-to-face meeting, the girl's mouth suddenly opened into an O shape, she bent down suddenly, picked up the little boy, turned around and ran into the house like the wind.

"Let's go, miss, that girl recognized you!" Zhong Jing was startled, dragging the breeze, and left quickly.

A moment later, Lin Haitao, who was once Dingzhou's procurator, was wearing only a jacket, and rushed to the door with his shoes on. He leaned on the door and looked out. There were other figures there.

Putting his hands on the door frame, Lin Haitao, who had already added countless white hairs to his head, lowered his head in frustration.Turning around, with a hunched figure, he walked towards the courtyard in a desolate manner. At this time, he naturally didn't know that at the corner of the street, a pair of eyes filled with tears were staring at him.

"Miss, let's go!" Zhong Jing said, "Go back!"

"No, let's go to the Hanshan Pavilion, Ah Jing, I want to have a few drinks!" Qingfeng shook his head.

Seeing Qingfeng's expression, Zhong Jing hesitated to speak.

Compared with a few years ago, Hanshan Restaurant has not changed at all. It still stands proudly with no makeup among the shameful restaurants around, but it does not look shabby at all, but has a special flavor. At this time It was still early, and the yawning buddy was clearing the snow in front of the door. Obviously, he had stayed up all night last night, with sleepy eyes and low energy.

Seeing the arrival of Qingfeng and the others, the waiter did not forget his duty, threw away the broom, and greeted him with a smile, "Guest officers, it's so early, the shop hasn't opened yet!"

Zhong Jing said: "Find a quiet seat, let's sit for a while!"

The waiter was embarrassed and said: "At this time, the master has not come yet, even if the guest officer goes in, there is nothing to eat."

Zhong Jing touched a piece of silver and handed it to the guy, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if the master didn't come, I can go in and wait, this little girl, it's so cold outside, we can't let us sit in the cold wind wait, shall we?"

The clerk weighed the silver in his hand, fearing that it might not be as small as the second, the smile on his face suddenly became more cheerful, and his sleepy eyes suddenly became brighter, "That's that, two guests, please?" Come in, please come in, it's just that the small shop hasn't lighted a fire this morning, and it's too cold, you two please sit in the private room on the second floor, and the little one will light a fire for you and bring them in right away."

Zhong Jing nodded, and walked into the gate of Hanshan Pavilion with the help of Qingfeng.

Sure enough, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and after a short while, the little girl had lit a pot of vigorous charcoal and brought it into the private room of the two of them.

"Xiao Er, serve two jugs of wine first, fruits and vegetables, cold cuts, melons and snacks, just serve them up!" Zhong Jing put a large silver coin on the corner of the table and said.

"Okay!" The waiter's eyes lit up, this ingot of silver, let alone some snacks and fruits, is enough for a banquet in the Hanshan Pavilion.

Poured a glass of wine for Qingfeng, Zhong Jing said: "Miss, let's have a drink to get rid of the cold!"

Qingfeng picked up the wine glass and drank it down, but coughed loudly due to choking, and the wine sprayed out, wet the front of his clothes, and his face was flushed with choking, Zhong Jing felt sad, and stood up to wipe the wine stains for Qingfeng, low Said: "Miss, things in the world are likely to be unsatisfactory, even the moon in the sky, how many days can be perfect in a month?"

Qingfeng smiled and poured another glass of wine for himself, but his eyes showed the vicissitudes of seeing all the things in the world. "Miss, what trouble do you have, just tell Ah Jing! You will feel much better if you tell me!"

Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Ah Jing, it's nothing, it will be fine in a while!" Seeing Qingfeng's expression, Zhong Jing wanted to persuade him, but a voice came from downstairs, "Xiao Er, find a good private seat, Serve up whatever you want!"

The expressions of the two changed suddenly, the voice was too familiar, "Xu Siyu!" Zhong Jing's eyes sharpened sharply, Qingfeng was startled at first, and then smiled: "Xu Siyu and Zhong Ziqi have always been inseparable from Meng, and Meng is inseparable." Jiao, it seems that Zhong Ziqi is also here, so it's really not that enemies don't get together."

Zhong Jing drew out her dagger, her eyes sparkling, "Catch them off guard!" After saying this, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, and beside her was a helpless Qingfeng!
Zhong Ziqi and Xu Siyu were the two who flew into the city after Qingfeng entered the city at the New Year's Eve. Zhong Ziqi, who had a delicate mind, always had doubts about the Southern Army's triumphant advances in the Qin and Jin states, but it was a pity. His worries were not accepted by King Ning, and he couldn't find any clues in Jinqin Erzhou because he was uneasy, so he simply went to Xiao Haoran's headquarters in Luoyang, hoping to get something.The two were also frequent visitors of the Hanshan Pavilion back then, they just arrived last night, and today they couldn't wait to come back to visit the old place again, but they never thought that it was already very early, but there were even more early visitors.

Xu Siyu, who had just stepped onto the second floor, froze suddenly, reached into his waist, held the handle of the short knife, and looked towards a private room on the second floor.

"What's the matter, Siyu?" Zhong Ziqi who was following behind him asked in astonishment.

"There is murderous intent, there are enemies!" Xu Siyu said in a low voice, but he secretly groaned in his heart. The enemy had ambushed here beforehand. Obviously, the good ones did not come, and the ones who came were not kind. It was easy, but following a white-faced scholar named Zhong Ziqi would be extremely bad.

Zhong Ziqi's heart sank, who knew his whereabouts so accurately, the two stood at the entrance of the building, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Mr. Zhong, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a narrow road!" An extremely pleasant voice came. Hearing this voice, Zhong Ziqi was relieved, stretched out his hand and pushed Xu Siyu who was standing in front of him, and laughed. He said: "It's really where we don't meet in life. Miss Qingfeng, we are really destined. It's the Chinese New Year. You are not in Dingzhou to accompany Marshal Li for the festival. What are you doing in Luoyang?"

The door of the private room opened abruptly, and Zhong Jing appeared at the door with an unfriendly expression. Qingfeng sat at the table and scolded with a smile: "The dog can't spit out ivory. I really regret that I didn't kill you in Dingzhou."

Zhong Ziqi walked into the private room swaggeringly, without even glancing at the murderous Zhong Jing by the door, he sat down sharply, "When the rain comes after a long drought, when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, Miss Qingfeng, look at the two of us. We are separated by thousands of miles, but we can meet again in such a morning, in such a place, what is it but fate? Siyu, come in and sit down quickly, don’t stare at Miss Zhong like a cockfight, what are you doing?”

Qingfeng smiled, Xu Siyu stood by the door, and Zhong Jing stared at each other like cockfights, "Ah Jing, don't be so petty, come and sit down!"

Zhong Jing snorted, raised her fist at Xu Siyu like a demonstration, walked to Qingfeng and sat down.Xu Siyu muttered something in a low voice, and went to sit next to Zhong Ziqi, and the two of them stared at each other in disbelief across the table.

"Mr. Zhong, you are so brave to come to Luoyang!" Qingfeng smiled and poured a glass of wine for Zhong Ziqi.

(End of this chapter)