Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 221
When Feng Zhiping saw someone coming in the alley, he instinctively leaned towards the 'play shed', and the soldiers around him also subconsciously gathered towards the 'play shed' when they saw him move.

block?Xiao Lin raised his eyelids and smiled coldly at Feng Zhiping, who was waiting in full force. The guards and attendants around him immediately moved closer to him, ready to be called at any time.

"Look, everyone, someone has come out of the alley."

"Is the stage about to start..."

……

The crowd was buzzing, but Xiao Lin still heard this sentence, that's right, the show is about to begin, can't it be on stage?so what?If you want to shake it out, then shake it!Who am I, Xiao Lin, afraid of?

At the entrance of the alley, the outer three floors are full of common people. They all look forward to the alley, who has such a great style to let the people from Wucheng Bingmasi guard in front of the 'play shed'.People guessed that it must be a great person.

"Look, we're at the entrance of the alley..." The civilians watching saw layers of attendants and guards, "It really is a big shot..."

"I didn't see..." The short man jumped and looked towards the entrance of the alley.

"I saw..."

"I saw..."

After seeing the people coming out of the alley, the crowd became quiet for a moment, and felt that "a sudden spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed", as if seeing an exiled immortal descending to earth.

What kind of a man is that? His black hair is elegantly tied back, and a strand of broken hair hangs down with Bai Jiu's face. A pair of peach blossom eyes exude inborn nobility and elegance, and the enchanting brilliance in his eyes makes him People forget the vulgarity when they see it, like climbing into a fairyland.

He lightly raised his hand, and the guards around him rushed towards the 'theatre' in an instant, but they were blocked by soldiers and horses.

"Young Master Xiao, tell your people to stop—" Feng Zhiping drew out the big knife from his waist and pointed it forward.

The two parties wrestled together, and when they heard Feng Zhiping's words, they all looked at Xiao Lin who was stepping forward, and his people shouted one after another, "Master..."

"Son..."

Xiao Lin walked up to Feng Zhiping and smiled sullenly, "General Feng, what do you mean?"

Feng Zhiping looked at him warily, but didn't answer.

Xiao Lin looked at the civilians on the third floor and said, "Do you all want to watch a play?"

Everyone hadn't woken up from his astonishing appearance, someone followed his words in a daze, subconsciously asked, "Dare to ask, my lord, are you a god?"

"Haha..." Xiao Lin raised his head and laughed. Not to mention ordinary people, not many even rich people have seen him. He didn't expect to be said to be a god after his rare appearance. He was not unhappy.

"Immortal? What play are you singing today?" A commoner old man asked curiously.

"Of course it's a good show." Xiao Lin smiled wantonly, standing facing the winter morning light, with a slight cold wind blowing, bringing his long hair with him, adding a touch of romantic and suave aura.

"Since it's a good show, my lord, why did you block the stage and not let the show start?" Someone in the crowd asked Feng Zhiping in confusion.

Feng Zhiping looked serious, standing motionless, staring at Xiao Lin.

"Yeah, what's the point?"

……

Before the people's discussion was finished, another fairy came out of the alley, with a golden crown in hairpin, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a long body and a tall body, with a natural nobility and elegance in his rich and handsome appearance. The corners of the robe surged, and it was a scene of a prosperous age.

"Oh my God, no wonder people don't enter this alley at random. It turns out that the people living here are all gods!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, this is not a fairy."

"Then why is it so graceful and graceful?"

"That's because he is the king of Beijun."

"How do you know he is the king of Beijun?"

"Because he went to my small shop for breakfast." The speaker raised his head proudly.

"God, is this real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

"It turns out that the God of War in the north is so handsome and handsome. Why do so many people say that he is arrogant and stupefied..."

The first half of the sentence was very pleasant, but the second half made Xia Zhen feel black. It's all the same. He is obviously a handsome and handsome young man, so why is he such a fool.

Xiao Lin looked at Xia Zhen who was following up, "You have already saved my cousin, and you still want to get involved?" His eyes narrowed.

Xia Zhen shook her head, "I just save people, the rest has nothing to do with me."

It doesn't matter?Who was wandering around in the streets and alleys of the capital all day long, so that he lost his vigilance, and was actually in a passive situation. Hearing this, Xiao Lin felt that he had seen a ghost, and stared at him with burning eyes.

Xia Zhen smiled and said, "Look at me, don't you want everyone to watch the show, go, open the curtain, let everyone see, what kind of big show is this?"

Xiao Lin's hundreds of guards faintly wanted to break through Feng Zhiping's obstruction, and they waited for the master to give him a look.

What the hell?Xiao Lin looked into the alley. Xia Zhen had nearly ten thousand soldiers, as if he disappeared on the spot. How could this be?Aware of this question, he secretly startled.

Xia Zhen raised her head slightly with her hands behind her back, "It looks like it's going to be noon in the sky."

noon?Alluding to what he meant, Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes, "Where are your soldiers?"

"Withdraw from the other alley, this will be heading towards the west city gate." Xia Zhen said: "Mr. Xiao, if you can pass the soldiers and horses and open the curtain to let everyone watch the show, no one else will disturb you. "

Come in a while, go in a while, what do you mean?Xiao Lin circled around Xia Zhen suspiciously, what did this guy want to do.

Feng Zhiping stared at the hesitant Xiao Lin, very anxious inside, secretly looked to the other side.

-

Feng Jiangyi has been sitting by the window on the third floor of Juyi Tea House, drinking tea and playing chess with himself. Behind him, at the door, people report things from time to time, "Master, Mr. Zhao has already signed nine companies, and there are three final ones left." ,Soon!"

Fengjiang Yiluo turned white, picked up his teacup, looked towards the street, and could see the besieged corner of Bada Hutong from a distance, "Whose house are you going to now?"

"Huoshan Palace—"

"Who played to death in the mansion?"

"My lord, he is the second prince of the palace."

Feng Jiangyi took a sip of tea, narrowed his old eyes, "Let Mr. Wei take the soldiers to Huo Wangfu to cooperate with Mr. Zhao."

"Yes, my lord, the younger one will deliver the letter immediately."

"Ah."

The person responsible turned around and went to the door, quickly passed the matter to the relevant personnel, and the room fell into silence again in an instant.

-

In the study, the old Lord Huoshan was discussing with his older brothers about countermeasures, "I didn't expect Feng Jiangyi to come up with such a bad idea and bring out these things that can't be put on the table. Sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother, what should we do?" How to do?"

"Fourth brother, you are older than us, you are our elder brother, we listen to you."

The old Huoshan Prince's face was as gloomy as that of the old Osprey, "This grand nephew can't see us well!"

"Fourth brother, the property in our hands was owned by the old late emperor. Can't we confiscate our property just because he is incapable and has no money in the treasury?"

"That is, what does this nephew grandson think about all day?"

……

"Old prince... old prince..." The steward stumbled in and came back.

"No rules, no rules, what's the proper way?"

"Back... back to the old prince, the surname Zhao is here for all the officials, followed by Mr. Yin Wei of the Jing...Zhao Mansion."

"Isn't there no surname Wei in the above companies? Why is he here?"

"My lord, the one surnamed Wei followed Feng Jiangyi to preside over the whole night's affairs."

Several old princes looked at each other, and the eighth prince asked, "Fourth brother, you go and ask first, who gave the surname Jiang the handle?"

The old Lord Huo raised his eyes to look at the steward, but the steward shrank his head and replied cautiously: "Yes...it's the second prince..."

"Why is this kid so careless?"

"Old Wang... my lord, are the two adults surnamed Zhao and Wei waiting in the main hall?"

The old princes immediately looked at the old King Huo Shan: "Fourth brother, go and throw these two ignorant guys out."

Old Lord Huo stood up with a swish, "Little bastard, I want to ask him to see what an elder of the clan is."

"That's right, brother four is right."

Old Lord Huo shook his face and shook his sleeves, "You guys are waiting here for my good news."

-

The people in the palace were indeed very supportive. If Master Wei hadn’t brought his soldiers, Zhao Yuyan thought that he might not even be able to enter the door. The elder was really thoughtful. After taking down Lord Huo, I sorted out the materials given by the teacher again in my mind, and I always felt that there was still something missing.

What's the difference?Zhao Yuyan thought hard.

Standing at the door, Zhang Nianmei watched Zhao Yuyan circling in the main hall, saw his brows furrowed, turned to look at the majestic Huoshan Palace, and then looked at the corridor outside, there were already many stewards surrounding him , servants, but they only saw servants, not a single master, with a slight grin on his lips, he lifted his feet into the main hall, walked up to Mr. Zhao, bowed his head to his ear...

-

"Grandpa, do you want to go and see?"

"Go and see?" Liu Zaiwen sneered, "What are they? They are just dogs who work for our Liu family and the court. What qualifications do we have to greet them?"

"Yes, sir, the little one is talking too much." The steward patted his mouth and stepped back.

Liu Zaiwen sat crookedly on the side of the couch, "They actually used the tricks of the folk hooligans, threatening the living with the dead, running away from family to family, signing from family to family, it's really thanks to them that they figured it out."

"Master... I heard that the first nine families have already signed."

"What are those things? They are just officials. We are the clan, so we can let them threaten at will?"

"Yes, sir, we are the clan."

-

Prince Huo Shan flicked his sleeves and rushed into the main hall, "Is that bastard looking for me?"

Lord Wei's hand that had just been arched hangs still, and he looks at the old Lord Huoshan with an unwavering expression on his face.

"It's me, Zhao Wangba, who is looking for Lord Huo." Zhao Yuyan stepped forward with his hands down, with a smile on his face.

"Presumptuous..." The people around Lord Huo were about to step forward to beat someone up, but Zhang Nianmei and other guards quickly stopped him.

"What do you want to do? This is my Prince Huo's Mansion?"

Zhao Yuyan raised his face with a smile on his face, "Master Huo, don't get angry, I was just rescued from Young Master Xiao by the King of Beijun with 2 horses..."

"Little turtle grandson, are you threatening me?"

"Master Huo, you are too serious." With a smirk on his face, Zhao Yuyan approached Mr. Huo, as if the two brothers were close to his ear again. After saying a few words quickly, he quickly stepped back a few steps away .

The arrogant and domineering Lord Huo stared wide-eyed, "You...you..."

Seeing that the other party's reaction was exactly what he wanted, Zhao Yuyan hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and quickly took out the tax payment agreement, "Master Huo... the emperor said that you are clan relatives and have a lot of acres of land, so you don't need to pay taxes. The payment is also some privately purchased land, and as long as the commercial tax is paid, it will be paid at the lowest [-]%, which will never be more than ordinary people..."

Old Lord Huo only felt that his head was buzzing, he could hear what Zhao Yuyan said, how could this be... how could he be caught by others... he didn't even know when Zhao Yuyan left.

"Fourth brother, what's the matter, the two bastards have been driven away?"

"Yeah, we just wanted to ask how things are going, but the entourage in front came back and reported the news, saying that Zhao and Wei have been sent away by you."

"Fourth brother, you are amazing..."

"Uh..." Lord Huo looked at the brothers, then looked down at his hand, his right hand was still holding a pen, realized something was wrong, and quickly lowered his hand, "I...you...you go back quickly, maybe The next one will be yours..."

"Fourth brother..." Old Eight Huai Wang felt that something was wrong, "You... did you sign it?"

"I...I..." Old Prince Huo looked dull.

The old princes were stunned, "Then we..."

-

Feng Jiangyi didn't expect Zhao Yuyan to leave Huoshan Palace so soon, "Old King Huo can be so talkative?"

The matter manager approached him, and said softly: "It is the general under the king of Beijun who revealed the old King Huo's tricks to Mr. Zhao."

Feng Jiangyi suddenly narrowed his eyes, "As far as I know, Xia Zhen has never paid much attention to the affairs of the capital. How could there be old King Huo's handle?"

"My lord, I heard that the Beijun Wang and his wife are not wandering around the street for nothing."

"Then you have to have someone from the capital to guide you. Otherwise, there will be so many people walking around on the street. Could it be that they can catch people casually?"

"This..." The steward recalled the scene where some of the master's subordinates in Beijing were questioned by the princess of Beijun. It seemed to be the case, "My lord, could it be that our husband inspired them?"

"This...is really possible."

Suddenly, another steward came up, "My lord, it's not good, the old princes have gone to the entrance of Bada Hutong."

-

"Master..." The guards confronting Feng Zhiping waited for Xiao Lin to issue an order.

Xiao Lin's bony fingers habitually scratched his cheeks, and his eyes stared at the leisurely Xia Zhen. What is this guy holding, so calm?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

"Step aside……"

Just when Xiao Lin was acting erratically, several old princes arrived, "Nephew Xiao, these people have shit on us, why are you still standing here?"

Seeing Feng Zhiping blocking Xiao Lin's people, the old seventh prince asked, "Are you..."

"Go back to the old prince, I want to expose the 'play shed'!"

"Then uncover it!" Old Seventh King was not afraid of too much trouble, so he jumped over and wanted to uncover the 'play shed' by himself.

Feng Zhiping had a terrible headache, he cupped his hands and said, "Old Prince——"

"You still know that I am the old prince, get out of the way quickly." The old seventh prince stretched out his hand and was about to push him away.

Feng Zhiping knelt down, "Forgive me, I can't."

"Xiao Bawangzi, don't think that your father is a grand master, you can do whatever you want, the surname is still Liu in this world, get the hell out of here..." The old Seventh King really stretched out his hand and pushed.

"Old prince..." Feng Zhiping didn't dare to stop, and was pushed aside by him.

Old Eight, Old Nine, and Old Eleven received Nephew Xiao's gaze, and understood the meaning of 'play shed', yes, you Feng Jiangyi didn't want to put it on the table, so let's just poke it open and see What is the use of the agreement you signed?People rushed forward one after another, pushing Feng Zhiping and Bing Ma Si together with the old seventh prince.

My lord, who dares to fight back!

Xiao Lin hooked his lips and smiled, if he wanted to fight with me, then spread the deeds of the men of the aristocratic family into the sun, I want to see if you, Feng Jiang Yicheng, can bear it.

Looking at the situation around the 'play shed', Ma Min'er knew it was time to go on stage, and kissed the little boy in her arms, "I'm sorry, boy, auntie is a bad person, but for the livelihood and interests of small businessmen, auntie only can do it.

Seeing Ma Miner moving her feet, Shu Yue grabbed her arm with both hands, and looked at her pleadingly, "Princess, please...please..."

"Shopkeeper Shi, what are you doing, I just hug Ozawa."

"Wang... concubine, I thank you, you saved Ze'er, if it weren't for you, Ze'er might have..."

Ma Min'er secretly sighed, I'm sorry, I shouldn't take advantage of others, but I still have to say: "I'm just holding Xiao Ze to talk to Xia Zhen, and I'll come right away." After finishing speaking, look To the hands that tugged at her arms.

Shu Yueru lowered her head when Ma Miner looked at her, and slowly... slowly let go of her hand.

Ma Min'er took a step away and said in a low voice, "Shopkeeper Shi, sometimes, if you accumulate good deeds, you will always benefit future generations. I think Ozawa's name also means this."

"I……"

"Believe me, I just hold Ozawa and talk to Xia Zhen, and I don't do anything else."

But if you are like this, it means that you have done everything, Shu Yueru wanted to say this, she trembled her lips slightly, followed Ma Miner's eyes to look at the 'play shed', but couldn't say anything.

Seeing that she understood, Ma Min'er took a deep breath and grinned.

In front of the play shed, several princes were about to lift the curtain, Xia Zhen remained calm.

Xiao Lin felt strange, didn't Feng Jiangyi use these corpses to coerce those aristocratic families to sign the agreement?Wouldn't these old princes lift the curtain...

"Xia Zhen——" A crisp female voice made several old princes notice that Xia Er was also here, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

"Xia Zhen—" Ma Min'er hugged the four-year-old boy and walked up to Xia Zhen with a bright smile.

Xia Zhen, who had been keeping her eyes on the little daughter-in-law, was now on Xiao Lin, watching his complexion change from fair and handsome to blue, and then from blue to black.

Only then did he look away and look at the little daughter-in-law, "Why are you hugging someone else's son?"

"Xia Zhen, do you think we can have a son like this next year?"

"Okay, of course it's too good." Oh, mother, even though she knew what the little daughter-in-law said was false, Xia Zhen almost jumped up happily, "Come on, come on, this little kid is so cute, hug me, uncle."

"How do you know that his father is older than you, maybe he should call you uncle?"

"...That's right..." Xia Zhen sang together with the little daughter-in-law, "It doesn't matter, I want to be an uncle. Being an uncle looks old, so I won't do it."

"Ozawa, do you know how old your father is?"

"I know—" the little guy nodded solemnly.

"How big?"

The little guy pouted: "Mother said he is already 26, and he is still like me, a child who can't grow up..."

"Pfft...haha... I didn't expect your father to be so interesting!" Ma Min'er smiled and looked at Xiao Lin who was as black as a pot.

"Yeah, I even grabbed something to eat with my sister."

Xiao Lin, whose complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Zhen and his wife. It turned out that they were indeed holding a trump card, and turned to look at the crowd. In the crowd, his woman was holding her daughter and her son.

Meeting his gaze, Shu Yueru lowered her head abruptly, Zilin...Zilin, if you should back down, you should back down...

Xiao Lin felt his heart was twisted like a knife, and looked at the old princes who were about to uncover the 'play shed', took a deep breath and almost didn't come up.

"Nephew Xiao...you..." Old Eighth Prince couldn't understand his gaze, turned around and walked to him, "What do you want to say?"

After finally holding his breath, the smile on the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth could kill people, "Uncle Wang..." He stretched out his hand and raised his hand, and said in a choked voice, "This matter... discuss it in the long term."

"A long-term plan?" The old Eighth Prince's eyes widened, "The day lily is cold!"

It's cold, and it can only be cold!Xiao Lin swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and looked at Xia Zhen and his wife, "You guys are doing well, really, you are doing well..."

Xia Zhen hugged Ozawa and took a step closer to him, "Young Master Xiao, do you think this baby is just like the one in the New Year's paintings? , What a shame!

His father is the most beautiful in the world, and his mother is above average. How could the son he gave birth to be inferior? He is simply the New Year painting himself.

Shu Xiaoze stared at Xiao Lin with his cute and innocent eyes, and looked at Xiao Lin again and again. He felt that he had seen this uncle there before, but he couldn't remember it!
Ma Min'er has been paying attention to Ozawa's reaction, and found that this child doesn't seem to know Xiao Lin. Now she really believes Boss Dong's words, Xiao Lin secretly dressed herself as a commoner and lived a life like a commoner. Maybe plastic surgery or face-changing surgery, but his demeanor, clothing, and deliberately hidden appearance made him look like a different person in the eyes of his son, no wonder Ozawa didn't recognize his father standing in front of him.

Ma Min'er curled her lips secretly, this person surnamed Xiao, who has done so many immoral things, actually has a son and a daughter, not only that, but the son is also married, what a hell.

But hearing Xiao Lin's words of "planning in the long run", Ma Min'er knew that their trump card had worked, the child was innocent, and she had to take the child out of the scene.

Stretch out your hands, pat, "Ozawa, let's go, Auntie is going to eat wontons at your shop."

Ozawa stretched out his hands to hug Ma Miner, "Auntie, do you still tell me stories?"

"Of course, let's go, let's talk now." Ma Min'er walked towards the crowd with Ozawa in her arms.

Ozawa turned his head and looked behind him, looking at Xiao Lin, why does that uncle look so much like his father?
Xiao Lin pursed his lips and looked at Xia Zhen and his wife leaving the Bada Hutong. His eyes were bloodshot. The princes were frightened by the bloodthirsty Xiao Lin. It seemed that he was going to make a big move, and they all looked at him excitedly, " Nephew Xiao, you..."

Looking away, Xiao Lin smiled, "Uncle Wang, you go back first, and I will do the rest."

"But there are already ten..."

"I'm coming..." Xiao Lin turned his head, "Come here, take all the uncles back to their homes."

The old princes always feel that something is wrong, but Xiao Lin has more flower houses than them, so he should take action!Then wait and see what he does.

(End of this chapter)