Chapter 228 The Old Man of the Witch Clan (Part 1)
In the early morning, the snow was fluttering, and Zhu Li, Zhu Ren and Lu Fengzi were driven out of Yingtian Mansion in shame. Zhu Li, Zhu Ren and Zhu Ren brought less than 500 guards, and Lu Feng brought fifty Jinyiwei. The three of them stood at the city gate with wide eyes and stared for a long time. Zhu Ren was the first to speak: "Li... Ha, Lord Lu, you were an adopted son before, but now you have been officially adopted by the Lu family. You will be successful in the future, and you will naturally be just around the corner."
Zhu Yu and Murong Tian sneered beside him, with contempt. Lu Feng changed his surname to Lu and officially threw himself into the affairs of his elder eunuch Lu as his son, and secretly spread it among the cultural relics ministers. Zhu Yu looked down on this most desperately for the sake of promotion and wealth, so his original guard against Lu Feng disappeared at this moment.
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Li and Zhu Ren, and said with a smile: "Why should you vent your anger on me? Whether you are called Lu Feng or Lu Feng, this does not affect our relationship. Hey, the third prince, there are still several beauties in your mansion, but I, Lu Feng, sent it to me by Lu Feng; the second prince, don't forget, my junior brother saved you twice on the battlefield. There is no need to fight like this? I, Lu Feng, are loyal to the Great Prince and the Emperor, why should you slander the two princes?"
Zhu Yu looked at the direction of the city gate and found that there was no one who was off guard. He immediately said viciously: "I don't care if you are loyal to your father, but you are loyal to the boss, hey. Lu Feng, if you turn to my command, with your ability, the throne will definitely be mine. At that time, I will give you the king."
Lu Feng looked at Zhu Yu dryly, jumped onto the back of the horse and turned his head and left. In the cold wind, he left a low murmur: "Is my head sick? Let Your Highness, the orthodox heir, go to help you fight for the throne? Let the bell not be beaten, I will go to refine copper, when I, Lu Feng, have my head broken?" His voice was very light, but it happened to make Zhu Yu and Zhu Ren hear it clearly, and the two of them looked ugly.
Lu Feng laughed wildly, and finally glanced at Zhu Li and the others with extremely arrogant eyes, and ran away with fifty Jinyiwei. It was faintly vaguely, and his complaints could be heard in the cold wind: "It's cheap, that old man is old. The New Year is coming, and there are so many delicious foods in the palace, but it's cheap. It's so cold that we are going to be sent out of Beijing. It's really unfair... Oh, this immortal's spiritual elixir is really good, and my injuries have healed."
Zhu Li and the others looked at Lu Feng's distant figure, and their faces were extremely difficult to see. After a long time, Zhu Ren whispered: "Second brother, I'm afraid your archers didn't hurt him at all. Yesterday he was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, and today he could leave the capital with orders. Isn't that a joke?"
A huge pig head fell from the head of the city, smashing Zhu Ren to the snow and unable to move for a long time. Shui Yuanzi's scolding came from the head of the city: "Oh, the barbecue pig heads of the Ming Dynasty have become sperm and will run away from their hands. Weird, weird... I don't believe that my elixir is effective? I'll hit you, the dog's head." When Zhu Li and the others looked up, there was no Shui Yuanzi's figure on the head of the city? A red-hot pig head was ridiculously lying on the snow, winking at Zhu Ren.
Zhu Yu stepped on the ground in anger and shouted, "Let's go, let's go too."
Lu Feng went to Hangzhou to supervise the treasure ships, and Xiaomao also left Beijing overnight to Yanjing City to rectify military affairs, so he had to keep Shui Yuanzi, Xu Qing, Zhou Chu, Lin Shi, Lu An and others in the city to assist Zhu Xi. With Shui Yuanzi, the old monster, staying in the city, I'm afraid there are few people in the world who can hurt Zhu Xi, right?
In the palace, Zhu Di lay relaxed on the chair, holding a fat big white cat in his arms. He whispered: "Mr. Lu, Lu Feng has officially recognized you as his father, have you changed his surname to Lu?"
Old Eunuch Lu immediately had a happy smile on his shriveled face, and he nodded repeatedly to say yes.
Zhu Di also smiled and looked at the old eunuch Lu and said with a smile: "You have fought with me for a lifetime, and now you have finally got descendants. Well, I also understand that eunuchs, in the world, seem to be not very good in the background and status. Lu Feng recognizes you as his father, so he wants to reassure me, he has no intention. I am indeed relieved a lot, otherwise with his ability, Xi'er will not be able to control him in the future."
The old eunuch Lu quickly saluted: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, Feng Zi will never dare to have any second intentions."
Zhu Di smiled with satisfaction and thought to himself: "So, the attack on the Wu Palace that day was inseparable from Lu Feng. At least at least, he also received the news but did not report it to me. Hey, hey. However, since he regarded General Manager Lu as his father, the matter was resolved. At most, he was a little arrogant and domineering, and at most he had some corruption and abuse of power in private, but he couldn't do anything to interfere in politics... Well, great!"
"The reputation of eunuchs is not a good reputation in the minds of the people and officials. He was relieved by Lu Feng doing this, and I was relieved, okay, the methods were clever enough."
Gently stroking the big white cat in his arms, Zhu Di said in a deep voice: "Master Lu, I will continue to pass the imperial edict. Because of Lu Feng's great achievements, I will give him three generations. You can handle this matter. Haha, Lu Feng was originally without a father or a mother, but now he is the only one of you, the adoptive father. This reward will be given to your Lu family. You have been with me for the rest of your life, and you have all your achievements and hard work, and you should enjoy some blessings. Whose name is your parents, do it yourself."
The old eunuch Lu was so happy that his face was full of red light. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank Zhu Di. The part below him was gone, and he could not be greedy for beauty, and the eunuch could not be promoted to the title. He just wanted a son who would pass on his family line. What would he do? He would reward his ancestors and shine his ancestors. Now he is in his decades, and finally achieved this goal.
The cold wind was howling, and when Lu Feng led his men to rush along the Yangtze River, the girl who flew out from under the cliff slowly reached the edge of the Kunlun Mountains. She looked at the mountains behind her reluctantly, and sighed: "The Yiyuan Sect is really too condemned. Although she barely has a relationship with Kunlun, because of the ancestor, the two factions did not have much contact. Now it is rare to find a helping hand."
As she was talking, two red lights shot towards her. Seeing their sword-controlling techniques were authentic Kunlun. The girl raised her eyebrows and stretched her right hand, and a long string of colorful rainbow lights that were "hulu" flashed out. In front of the two red lights, the rain of flowers rose up in the sky, like a screen. She shouted in a sweet voice: "Two senior brothers, please stay, Zhao Yue'er of Yiyuan Sect is polite."
Two red lights stopped, and the two black-bearded old Taoists stopped in the air with a bad expression. The old Taoist on the left shouted in a deep voice: "Where did the witch come from? I call myself a fellow Taoist from Yiyuan Sect? Judging from your teachings, where is the Taoist orthodox magic of Yiyuan Sect? I don't know where some strange techniques I learned from, so I called myself a member of Yiyuan Sect without authorization?"
The old Taoist on the right said in a cold tone: "The Yiyuan Sect has erected a stone tablet in front of Qingyunping and announced that it has been in seclusion for a hundred years. Where will the disciples appear? Who is the witch? Report your name... Under the Xikunlun Sect, the Wuming Clan will not be killed under the sword."
Zhao Yue'er screamed bitterly like an arrow in her heart. The monks in West Kunlun had the same temper as their sect, and were extremely stubborn and arrogant, and they were very tempted to be the number one in the world. They were so angry that they were the same as the master of Kunlun. They wanted to seize the position of the general leader in this way. For this reason, they were also famously cruel and ruthless in the world. Any monster, ghost, or monster, whether good or bad, could not be explained clearly when they met them.
The Taoist man on the left forced himself forward and shouted angrily: "Witch, come and sign up. What kind of illusion is the string of colorful light you just released?"
The little blue bird on Zhao Yue'er's shoulder jumped and cursed: "Two bald donkeys with no eyes, are you under Kunlun? Hum? Hum? Is it? Your ancestor Primitive Heavenly Lord should be polite when he sees this girl. What are you? How dare you call me in front of me? Let's see how the girl teaches you a lesson... What is an illusion? You have no eyes, and you can't even recognize the "Nine Lotus Ascension Divine Technique". Your eyes are better than letting the crow peck and eat it."
The little bird's wings were only an inch long. When it shook slightly, it curled up a hurricane like a sheep's horn. Before Zhao Yue'er could stop it, the two old Taoists of West Kunlun had already shouted "bitter" and were swept up by the hurricane more than two thousand feet high and smashed heavily on the cliff.
The old Taoist on the left was so angry that his nose was crooked. After he got up dizzy, he opened his hand and slashed out nine flashing Ling Fu: "Demon, and you bird spirit, you will die. 'Tailing Demon Subduing Array'." The nine Ling Fu surrounded the air and immediately shot out countless golden lights, covering Zhao Yue'er and the blue bird.
Zhao Yue'er started to fight when she looked at it, shook her head helplessly, and her right hand shook, and her whole body turned into a ball of colorful light. With a "touch" sound, she had reached a thousand miles away in an instant. The two old Taoists looked at Zhao Yue'er in amazement, and in an instant, the supreme magic power of Qianli could no longer speak.
On this side, Lu Feng arrived in Hangzhou at the first stop. He rode on a tall horse. Looking at the Lord of the Duke of Hangzhou Prefecture who was standing cautiously and carefully, he sneered: "Sir, the construction of this treasure ship is something the emperor is worried about. You have not gained benefits from it? Well, it is said that a good giant tree is only a few hundred taels of silver. Are you in a loss?"
Not only Hangzhou Prefecture, but all the officials in the entire Hangzhou Prefecture fell to the ground, trembling all over. Lu Feng squinted his eyes and smiled a few times. After making a move, he lazily told them to get up, too lazy to look at them, and said in a gentle tone that was neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor light, "Forget it, let's get up. I am not your boss, nor the minister sent by the Ministry of Personnel to count. You don't have to be so respectful to me."
Regardless of the embarrassing expressions of the officials, Lu Feng turned his horse's head and headed towards Hangzhou City. "It's cold and cold. Do you guys have any intention of spending the night here? Why don't you go to the city yet? The New Year is coming, and I'm probably going to celebrate the New Year in Hangzhou Prefecture. I'm asking you to help me organize it. I have no body, and the horses sitting down are all seconded from the military camp. Haha, it's so deserted to celebrate the New Year alone. I'm also asking the adults to come and gather."
Several officials from Hangzhou City did not dare to get into the sedan chair, and followed Lu Feng's horse butt, with a cautious smile on his face. Look at what Lu Feng said, it was obvious that he had started asking for bribes before he entered the city. Are horses borrowed? Can military horses be loaned? What jokes are they? The most important sentence is: "I have no things in my body." Therefore, the official who wants to flatter him, take advantage of the Chinese New Year to stuff a little bit of long things to the commander of the Jinyiwei and the ministers, preferably gold and silver.
The road leading to Hangzhou was covered with snow, and the shriveled trunks were trembling in the cold wind, adding a bit of bleak feeling out of thin air. Lu Feng sat on the horse, gently rubbed his hands, and asked casually: "How is the ship doing in your factory now?"
A local official hurriedly ran forward a few steps, nodded and said, "Sir, it's cold now, and it's really impossible to start construction. The workshops are dozens of miles outside the city. They dug ditches to directly lead to the sea. The keels of the boat are mounted on the sea water. The weather is too cold now, and the craftsmen cannot get into the water. Only when the spring is warm can they continue to start construction."
Lu Feng said 'oh', drooping his eyes weakly, and he muttered, "So, Your Majesty is really intent. He drove us out of the capital so early, because he was afraid that we would burn another fire in Yingtian Mansion. Well, let's spend the New Year here... Um, Zhang Long, take your brothers and go to the factory every day to inspect. Don't let someone steal equipment or burn wood. I'll rest in the yamen. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, do you understand?"
Zhang Long Yingnuo, who was still injured the day before yesterday, now he was full of energy. He looked at Lu Feng with some confusion and thought: "If you go to the factory outside the city to walk around, you can relax. If Master Zu is so stuck in the yamen until the beginning of spring, you will probably get sick. However, I believe that Master Zu's cultivation is much more advanced than us. It is possible that he can sit there and practice qi for three months. Master Zu, it is indeed Master Zu."
A group of more than a hundred people headed towards the Hangzhou city gate. Lu Feng sat on the horse and looked thoughtful. He didn't care about where the shipbuilding factory was. He had no interest in knowing how far away from the beach. As long as he ensured that the treasure ship was delivered on time and with quality, his task would be completed. Zhang Long and the others were already dealing with such things as supervisors. Zhu Di sent him out of the capital, not to supervise him, but to reassure Zhu Yu and the others.
"Maybe, when the emperor is in charge, I will secretly return to Yingtian Mansion and no one will pay attention to it. Who will tell the emperor about my movement? Jinyiwei? Just kidding... Dongchang? Hey, then I will have a good talk with Xiao Lizi. Isn't it my strong sponsor, will he have a chance to have such a good opportunity?"
A hunched figure slowly walked out of the woods on the side of the road. This was a strange old man with deep eyes, big eagle curled nose, black complexion, bent over, his hands drooped directly under his knees, weak, and his whole body swayed. Look at the clothes he was wearing, and I don’t know what kind of clothes his clothes were. Not to mention the strange form, he was even more ragged. Compared with him, the outfit of any beggar on the street can probably be considered gorgeous.
He trembled and slowly walked towards Lu Feng's horse team, then fell to Lu Feng's horse head. His arm was waving with difficulty, and a vague "ah" sound came from his throat. His body twitched for a while, and seemed to faint.
The horse sitting down, Neared softly, turned around automatically, and walked around the old man. This guy with excellent bloodline, legendary descended from the Western sweat-blooded BMW, looked proudly at the old man who was dug on the ground, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage. It has the right to despise the old man because a stirrup on it is worth hundreds of taels of silver, which is enough for such an old man to eat and drink for more than ten years.
Lu Feng looked at the old man on the ground. His eyes were half open, and a faint sense of death came out of his turbid eyes. Lu Feng had an illusion that the old man seemed to have seen through the wind and rain for thousands of years, and the cycle of life and death was nothing more than natural like fallen leaves. Naturally, Lu Feng smiled strangely, and he was surprised by the sudden thought that arose in his heart. Can this old man, this clearly beggared, make him feel natural?
Chapter completed!