Besides, the newly promoted officials did not disperse immediately after leaving the palace, but followed Liang Weng back to Liang Mansion. Liang Weng exchanged greetings with everyone for a long time before sending them out. As soon as the outsider left, Liang Weng called his own servant to ask questions in the study.

"Master, Qin Youxiong has sent a lot of people to the Northern Wei and Southern Song Dynasty recently. It is estimated that it is to set up a tomb in Fuqiling for the sake of the clans. We really don't send people to follow us, this is a good opportunity to establish relationships with the major families."

Weng Liang shook his head and was about to speak when he saw Liang Lu breaking in.

"Grandfather, I don't understand! Why did you ask me to be the inner palace guard? Tan Yaoyu is just a..."

Before Liang Lu finished speaking, Liang Weng shouted sternly, "Stop talking! There is something unobstructed! You can call the name of the Immortal Guardian!" After that, Liang Weng glanced at the guest who was still in the house and ordered, "You go down first, keep a close eye on the right prime minister, but don't act rashly. No matter what, you must report it first before you talk."

The servant bowed his command and retreated respectfully.

When Weng Liang left, he glared at Liang Lu coldly and scolded him with regret, "The mouse is short-sighted. When you meet Xian Ji today, your eyes are almost growing on the top of your head. Do you really think others can't see it? If you let you show your face in front of Xian Ji for more, do you plan to show it like this?"

Liang Lu was dissatisfied, "Hmph! What fairy girl? If others don't know, forget it, why should my grandfather say such things in front of me? She is just a inferior poor girl. If you hadn't praised her, you wouldn't know where to beg for life now!"

Weng Liang was so angry that he was so angry that he said, "What a inferior poor girl? She is a fairy girl! She can attract the fairy girl from Tiangou Food Day!"

"That's just a coincidence!" Liang Lu stubbornly said with his neck and his mouth harsh.

Weng Liang lamented in his heart, thinking that he was also famous for his lifetime, why wasn’t there any outstanding descendants? Everyone was so self-righteous.

"You said she is a poor girl, so let me ask you, when Hu Xia attacked, with your own strength, he might retreat?"

Liang Lu didn't care, "It was just a trivial trick in martial arts. If you hadn't let me send troops, I would have led troops to wipe out Hu Xia long ago! Why wait for her for so long!"

"Yelang is arrogant! You are talking about you!" Weng Liang's face turned red with anger.

"Grandfather," Liang Lu was afraid that his true energy would reach Liang Weng, so he calmed down a little. "Instead of trying to win over that poor girl, you might as well send your grandson to the Southern Song or Northern Wei. I heard that Qin Zhongzhi has frequently contacted various families recently. How could such a job be cheaper for them? It is best to let the grandson do it, so as to choose a serious girl from each clan to marry her, so that we can help our family in the future."

When Mr. Liang heard this, he knew that Liang Luding had been filled with a ecstasy by his mother, and he always wanted to climb up to the clan's high branches. Why did he choose such a short-sense daughter-in-law for his son?

Weng Liang was so angry that he slapped the table suddenly, "Shameful thing! Just because you still dislike Xian Ji? As long as Qiu Chi is still surnamed Yang, then Xian Ji can only marry the Yang family!"

He pointed at Liang Lu's nose and shouted, "Don't think about leaving Qiuchi! Just take a job in the inner hall. If I know that you are neglecting your duties, I will break your legs and let your gangsters replace you!" Since the reason doesn't make sense, Liang Weng simply stopped talking.

"grandfather--"

"Go out! If you don't go out, I will send someone to press you to the ancestral hall to kneel until you wake up!"

Seeing that his grandfather was really angry, Liang Lu didn't dare to resist. After accusing him, he stepped down. Liang Weng was left alone in the study and sighed.

————— Dividing line———

On the Cold Food Festival, Ying Feng took a leave at Liu Yilong as usual, and rushed to Yuquan Temple, Dangyang County, located in the hinterland of Jingzhou. At this time, the gate of the temple was closed, but if you stood higher, you could see that the last courtyard in the temple was illuminated by the fire as bright as day. Ying Feng stepped forward and knocked twice at the gate, and then three times at a slow end. Hearing someone in the room, he replied, "I will be ordered by heaven and live forever."

The viewing door was quickly opened from the inside. Many people ran out of the inner courtyard, neatly arranged on both sides of the stone path, and then silently bowed and knelt down until the viewing door was closed again, and no unnecessary sound was made inside.

Ying Feng walked slowly into the temple. When he passed through the Four Imperial Palaces, he saw countless torches burning in the courtyard. On the altar in the middle of the courtyard were filled with cows, sheep, pigs, fish, six grains, nine tripods and eight guis. An old man was kneeling down and worshiping with everyone. Ying Feng passed through everyone, came to the old man, carefully tidied up his clothes, and then knelt down respectfully.

The entire ancestor worship ceremony lasted for an hour. When Ying Feng helped the old man stand up, the heartfelt smiles appeared on everyone in the yard.

"Young Master is back!"

"Young Master is much taller!"

"How many more days may the young master stay this time?"

...

Ying Feng talked with everyone one by one. When everyone asked and went to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner, he helped the old man into the mountain room to rest.

"Grandfather, it's because of the unfilial grandson. It's been a lot of things recently, and I'm not able to come back as soon as possible to arrange for worship of my ancestors. I've made you work hard."

The old man looked through the window at the altar with red candles in the yard and sighed, "It's not your fault, you have your responsibility. Only if you accomplish things as soon as possible can we worship our ancestors openly. What about the Liu Song and Northern Wei, who are worthy of the emperor's nine tripods and eight guis, but they are all villains who steal the country. Sooner or later, we will definitely regain the Ying family's territory."

After saying that, the old man turned his head and looked at Ying Feng, "How about you in Liu Yilong?"

Ying Feng said seriously, "He trusts me very much. He also handes me over the confidential matters to deal with. But do we really want to weaken the royal family of Liu by supporting him as the master said? Now that Liu Yifu has ascended the throne, there are Tan Daoji, Xu Xianzhi and others in the court. It is probably not that easy to rebel."

The old man waved his hand, "You don't need to worry too much. Your master has arranged these things. You just need to act according to the plan. Okay, go and pay homage to your master. He is in seclusion now. Don't bother him, kowtow, and go and rest by yourself."

Seeing that his grandfather was already very tired, Ying Feng knelt respectfully and bowed and retreated. When he walked to the door, he heard his grandfather's voice coming from behind.

"You must remember your mission, and you must not have thoughts you shouldn't have."

Ying Feng felt a little stuffy when he heard this. Some of the feelings that had sprouted inexplicably in the past few days seemed to be strangled to death in an instant. He did not dare to look back, nor did he dare to argue. He just answered in a deep voice, "Yes." Then he left without looking back.

Outside a wooden door, Ying Feng stopped bowing, "Master. The disciple is back. I learned that you are in seclusion, and the disciple should not disturb you. But the disciple needs to ask the master for something."

After a while, an old voice came from the wooden door, "What's the matter?"

Ying Feng hurriedly replied, "The disciple met someone before, and his internal strength seemed to be in line with his disciple. Her name was Tan Yaoyu, and she was the daughter of Tan Daoji, the general of the Southern Song Dynasty. I wonder if the master had heard of it?"

"Hmph!" A cold snorted from the wood gate, "I will not be blind to know her! Don't interact with her in the future!"

"But the master..."

"Shut up. Have you forgotten the rippling thing? You must never be moved by any woman! Otherwise, great cause will be difficult to achieve!"

"Pupils remember."

When Ying Feng heard Lanyan's name, he felt a surge in his chest. He actually didn't like Lanyan, but just admire Lanyan's free and easy temperament, so he got closer. Who would have thought that the clan members would jump off the cliff because the master said that he could not be moved. Ying Feng was hard to imagine. If he really wanted to invite the rain, what would the master do?

Although Yao Yu has good martial arts skills, he can win or lose. If he is not a high-level skill, he will not lose.

No, you must never become like that. You must get rid of all distracting thoughts and never have any romantic thoughts about Tan Yaoyu.

Ying Feng thought about it, and silently left outside the wooden door.
Chapter completed!