Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 859

Huan Zicheng was reading the news, with his usual indifferent expression on his face, after reading it, he handed one of the notes to the dumb slave.

The dumb slave lowered his eyes and took a look at the note, his face suddenly showed surprise.

He stared at the note several times, Fang raised his head, and looked at Huan Zicheng in disbelief: "This matter... are you sure?"

Huan Zicheng nodded faintly: "I have suspected it for a long time, but now that the news from the green ghost has come, I can confirm it." At this point, he did not say anything, but took out a pen and paper from under the partition, etc. thing.

The dumb slave immediately knew what he was going to do, so he stepped forward to rub the ink for him familiarly. Huan Zicheng picked up a pen and dipped it in the ink, picked out a piece of white cocoon paper, wrote a few words on it, and pushed it in front of the dumb slave.

The dumb slave lowered his eyes, and more surprise appeared in his eyes, and he raised his head and asked, "Has Mr. Lang already set his back?"

In the depths of Huan Zicheng's cold eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm: "In the eyes of others, my Huan family is already so unbearable. It's almost like a market. Any cat or dog can come in and out. If I have no other tricks, wouldn't I be ashamed of it?" adversary?"

When he said this, there was a rare emotion in his tone, it was calm and determined, and there was a hint of arrogance.

The dumb slave was stunned for a long time, before he sighed, his complexion suddenly darkened, and whispered: "Ma'am... I was very happy at first."

"It's nothing but happiness, it's not worth mentioning." Huan Zicheng said, his voice became extremely cold, as if he was talking about a stranger instead of his biological mother. There will be no chance of joy in the future, and I, the Huan family, will not be able to escape the disaster of being wiped out."

The mute slave raised his head in horror, and after a moment of stunned, he finally calmed down and said solemnly: "My lord is right, my wife is kind."

"It's okay, it's just human nature." Huan Zicheng said, without any blame or complaint on his face.

How could he blame others?

He is a monster who died once and came back to life again, and there is only one person in this world who can resonate with him.

Gently shaking his head, to shake off these unnecessary thoughts, Huan Zicheng looked at the dumb slave and said, "Is the thing that my uncle dumb kept, is it still there?"

Hearing this, the dumb slave's expression suddenly became extremely complicated. After pondering for a moment, he reached out and took out a flat brocade box from his bosom, and handed it to him.

Huan Zicheng took the brocade box and opened the lid, but there was a folded paper inside. The color of the paper was yellowish, it looked thin and brittle, and it was obvious that it was old.

"Very good, it's very old." He nodded in satisfaction and didn't move, still just staring at the old paper.

Although it is folded, because of the thinness of the paper, the paper is somewhat transparent, and one can vaguely see a painting on the back of the paper. In the painting, a young girl has a beautiful face, and beside her is a branch of burning peach blossoms. , and there is a strangely colored blue seal next to it.

The dumb slave said in a low voice: "Xiao Ning brewed it himself. He always likes these. According to him, they are already fake."

Huan Zicheng nodded slightly, the corners of his lips moved, and there was emotion on his face: "In front of Uncle Dumb, Ning Zong has also become Xiao Ning."

The dumb slave smiled foolishly: "He is several generations shorter than me, so it's naturally Xiao Ning."

At that moment, his tone of voice was too flat, making it hard to believe that the Xiao Ning he was talking about was Ning Zong, one of the eight great masters of the Huan Clan.

"Uncle Dumb is mighty." Huan Zicheng seemed to be in a good mood, and even made a joke, and even after closing the brocade box, he returned it to the dumb slave, mocking himself: "It's better to put it in your place." I'm safe here. It's good to collect, I have great use."

The mute slave solemnly replied yes, and put the brocade box away again.

Huan Zicheng stared at the white cocoon paper, his face turned cold again, and asked: "I was in a hurry just now, but I forgot to ask, is there any whereabouts of the Fire Phoenix Seal?"

"I have found out the eyebrows." The dumb slave whispered, and immediately picked up the pen at the side, soaked it with thick ink, and wrote a few words on the blank space of the cocoon paper.

Huan Zicheng's eyes moved slowly with his strokes, with a calm expression on his face, and when the dumb slave finished writing, he nodded slightly: "As I expected, this move of mine is a mistake. .”

The dumb slave was also full of emotions, and sighed after putting down his pen: "I didn't expect that the Huofeng seal would be involved in these matters. If the lord hadn't sent someone to the Zhao country, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to find out the news."

Huan Zicheng sat leaning against the window with a blank face, as if in a trance, after a long time, Fang said softly: "I still have some doubts about this matter, and it lies with my father." With a bit of suspicion: "Father should know about this matter, but why did he..."

Why did he keep silent in his previous life, even before his execution, he kept silent.

why?
How much does Huan Daofei know about the Fire Phoenix Seal and its former owner?And why are you hiding it until your death?
The sunlight diffused from the window and fell on Huan Zicheng's face, his eyes were changing under the light and shadow, making it difficult to fathom.

At this time, the mute slave spoke again, but his voice was a little worried: "How is the situation in Dadu?"

If Huan Ziyu's purpose was to slow down their speed, then he might take corresponding actions in Dadu, that's why the dumb slave asked this question.

Huan Zicheng let out a "huh", handed him another note, and said indifferently: "It's not a big deal, my father is planning for the promotion of my fourth brother, and the purple ghost has passed on some news from the palace. Come here. The rest are just chores."

The dumb slave took the note, but didn't read it for a while, but asked in surprise: "Ah Zi is back?"

Huan Zicheng nodded calmly: "I'm back early. She has entered the palace now."

The dumb slave didn't show much surprise, he let out a "huh" and looked down at the note, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief: "The capital city is really nothing serious, so I'm relieved." He stopped talking, He frowned again and said, "Why did Ah Zi even report the matter of Yan Sheng? It's just a joke to report such useless things."

Hearing this, Huan Zicheng's face quickly flashed a trace of emotion, but his voice was still cold: "Everything in the palace can also affect the court. When I have time, I will tell the dumb uncle the details. of."

The dumb slave was startled when he heard the words, his face suddenly became serious, and he asked in a deep voice: "My lord sent Ah Zi to infiltrate the imperial city, is there something wrong?"

Huan Zicheng didn't deny it, and nodded calmly: "It's true, and it's still a big deal." After a pause, he picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the white cocoon paper, and handed it to the dumb slave.

　It's three o'clock today.In addition, the author would like to apologize for confusing Huan Zicheng and Xue Yunyan. I really often confuse these two people, and I always write the wrong names when I write.This time, he wrote Li Sun to Huan Zicheng's side in a daze, with tears in his eyes.Please forgive me, this should be Chigui, that short and stout figure staring at Mr. Shiro secretly, who appeared before, umm.Bow again and apologize.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)