At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the willows inside and outside Pingjiang Fucheng, Nanzhou are warm and the wind blows, and the pear blossoms look like snow, but it is the best scene of the year.

Miluo Mountain, located on Cailing Lake in the south of the city, is even more stunningly beautiful. The mountain is not high, the terrain is gentle, and the trees are green and colorful. It is dotted with pink peaches and white cherry blossoms, with different shades and various postures.

On the south side, there is a magnificent villa hidden among the lush green trees. This villa is called Miluo Villa. In terms of the grandness of the regulations, the exquisiteness of the conception, and the beauty of the architecture, it is the best place in Pingjiang. It is such a beautiful place, but it is different from ordinary people.

It has nothing to do with the common people. This is the private property of the Su family, a prominent family in Pingjiang. For outsiders, not to mention visiting the island and visiting the village, even approaching Miluo Mountain will take great risks.

Just after dawn on that day, the residents of the city discovered that the waterway connecting the inside and outside of the villa was cut off. A dozen speedboats cruised in the waters around Miluo Mountain, and dozens of well-dressed villagers with bows and knives drove boats to block the waterway.

, one by one as if facing a formidable enemy.

Gu Shan, the first manager of the Su family, and Gu Hai, the second manager, rushed over from the city at midnight last night. Early in the morning, the two brothers personally urged the slaves to clean the inside and outside of the villa. Finally, they went to the Moon-Wang Pavilion in the back garden.

The two brothers personally wiped the pavilion inside and out, then washed and changed clothes, and then went to the pier outside the west gate of the villa to wait.

The morning fog on the lake had not yet dispersed, and the two awning boats calmly passed through the water gate and sailed into the pier. The first one docked at the inner pier, while the latter one was stranded on the water.

The Gu brothers dressed up and stepped onto the trestle. Gu Hai stepped forward to catch the rope and help the boatman stop the boat. He turned around and stood at the bridge head with his eyes like a torch, looking around cautiously.

Gu Shan walked quickly, bowed down, and whispered: "Madam."

The curtain opened, and a handsome young woman in her early twenties came out, with high sideburns and brocade clothes, a cold appearance, and a pair of bright eyes like knives. She glanced over the faces of the two managers one by one, snorted coldly, and said to Gu Shan

: "Dignified guests are here, don't leave any idlers here."

The words were very rude, and the tone was a bit cold. Gu Hai frowned slightly. He and his brother Gu Shan were both retainers of the Su family. They had been working for the Su family since their ancestors, and they had been the head of the family for three generations.

My confidants, their status is not disrespectful. No one from top to bottom, inside or outside, would give these two brothers a bit of face. This woman's words are really unpleasant and annoying.

Gu Shan's face was as calm as water from an ancient well. After listening to the woman's words, he just replied lightly: "I understand."

Turning around, he evacuated the servants serving on the pier, leaving only his two brothers to serve him. Seeing that he was quite submissive, the young woman snorted, and then scanned the surroundings alertly, making sure that there were no outsiders.

He turned around, opened the curtain, and said, "Madam."

First came two young girls wearing blue robes and floral skirts, and then two young women with purple borders and knurled flowers. Finally, a noble lady with graceful manners and beautiful appearance came out.

"Greetings, madam."

The two stewards lifted their clothes and knelt down in worship, showing great respect.

The lady smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

She is Yi Shi, the wife of Su Qinghe, the head of Jiangnan Su Clan.

After landing, Mrs. Yi glanced at the boat moored on the water, then entered the villa through the west door, accompanied by the chief steward Gu Shan.

The second manager, Gu Hai, had his head lowered and was not far behind. He secretly glanced at the awning boat still parked on the water and snorted with disdain. The whereabouts of the visitor were so mysterious that even they

Brothers have to hide it.

Passing through a small flower gate, we came to a small square courtyard. The other eight managers in the village lined up to greet the hostess. Mrs. Yi smiled and nodded slightly. A boy offered tea. Mrs. Yi

He took a sip, spit it into the spittoon, and continued on his way.

Passing through a hanging flower door, you arrive at the inner house of the villa. In front of it is a corridor paved with green bricks, three levels of stairs, and more than two miles. Taking advantage of this gap, the chief manager Gu Shan successively arranged for all the managers to report themselves to Mrs. Yi.

General affairs in charge.

Mrs. Yi listened and smiled lightly, sometimes nodding in approval, sometimes frowning slightly.

Gu Shan always had a smile on his face, while the other managers accompanying him were nervous and did not dare to take a breath.

After the report was completed, Gu Shan bowed and said: "Please give me your instructions, madam."

"Liu Shun has become more and more capable. From today on, he will help manage the accounting department of the inner treasury. I will tell you again: There were extra rewards inside and outside last year. Give more rice cloth. There will be a lot of rain this spring, and there will be a drought in summer. Give more rice cloth than money.

Holidays should also be given. The village in the city will follow the example of previous years. Those outside will be given a few more days off. You should also take turns to rest for a few days. Be more filial to your parents and spend more time with your wife and children." Finally, he said to Gu Shan: "My name is Yue'er.

He Zhen'er went to Mr. Shutang's door and knelt down for a stick of incense. If he doesn't study or make progress, he still dares to disobey Mr. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

While speaking, everyone had arrived in front of a circular moon gate, which was the inner house. The stewards stopped and did not dare to move forward. A group of women passed through the moon gate and walked a stone's throw away. In front of them was a quiet palace.

In the small courtyard, Madam Yi stopped and said to the maids and mothers-in-law beside her: "You should also step back."

Everyone bowed and saluted and retreated like water.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mrs. Yi straightened her appearance and then opened the black door of the small courtyard.

This small courtyard is the alchemy hall of her husband Su Qinghe. Qingxiu people are most afraid of being disturbed by outsiders. Even Mrs. Yi's visit needs to be reported.

The person reporting to Madam Yi was Su Qinghe's apothecary boy Qiu Ji.

"Madam, please wait. My master is doing morning lessons."

The boy spoke coldly, with a hint of impatience.

Qiu Ji was just the apothecary boy of Su Qinghe's alchemy room, and he killed a favored domestic slave. However, this young man had always been very evil-minded, and everyone always called Su Qinghe master.

According to the current sect etiquette, disciples are regarded as the sons and nephews of the sect master, and are definitely not comparable to ordinary retainers.

This young man tried his best to put money on his own face. Su Qinghe, who was indifferent by nature, just thought he was childish and didn't think there was anything wrong with him. However, outsiders looked at him and felt something different in his heart.

The dignified hostess was blocked from the door by a domestic slave with cold words. Anyone else would have had a fit, but Mrs. Yi still said to Qiu Ji with a kind face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you can come inside and take care of me.

I'll just wait outside."

After saying that, he moved lightly on the lotus steps and came to the courtyard to look at the flowers.

When Qiu Ji saw Mrs. Yi retreating, he snorted with his nostrils pointing to the sky, put his hands on his back and left. He did not go in to report. He had received instructions from Su Qinghe early in the morning that unless the sky collapsed, no one would

Don't disturb him. The explanation given by this "anyone" Qiu Ji certainly includes Mrs. Yi.

Su Qinghe wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the seven purple golden elixirs in the glass plate with joy. They were collected from 72 rare medicinal materials in the Nanling Mountains and mixed with dragon bone powder, which took three days and three nights to refine.

It was done, and the quality was definitely of the highest quality. He ordered Qiu Ji to put it into the medicine box, changed his clothes, and was about to go out to meet the guests. Then he learned that his wife, Yi Shi, was waiting outside the door at the moment. He frowned slightly, his face showing.

With a look of disgust, Qiuji looked at her words and said, "Since I don't want to see her, I'll just go back to her." Just as he was about to leave, he heard Su Qinghe cough behind him, Qiuji suddenly showed displeasure, and stepped forward without turning back.

After leaving the inner hall, he shouted in a high voice: "The owner of the village is waiting for guests."

After waiting outside the door for an hour, Mrs. Yi finally saw her husband.

Although it was an inner hall and there were no outsiders, the couple still bowed solemnly. This time Mrs. Yi told Su Qinghe that her brother Yi Baifeng was here.

Hearing that his brother-in-law had arrived and had something important to discuss, Su Qinghe turned around, glared at Qiu Ji, and hurriedly asked Madam Yi, "Where is he? Why didn't he report earlier?" Madam Yi smiled sweetly and said, "He came in a hurry.

Urgent, you have to let him have breakfast." Seeing the anxious look on her husband's face, she hurriedly said: "I have arranged to wait for you at the old place in the back garden."

Mrs. Yi comes from a prominent Lanting family and is the younger sister of Yi Fengming, the leader of the Jiangnan League. The mysterious guest who comes to see Su Qinghe this time is named Yi Baifeng, Yi Fengming's brother.

Yi Baifeng was not only Su Qinghe's brother-in-law, but also his treasonous friend. The two had known each other since childhood and had an irreversible friendship. It was with Yi Baifeng's help that Mrs. Yi was able to marry into the Su family and become a member of the Su family.

Su Qinghe's wife.

Miluo Villa is backed by Miluo Mountain. The entire mountain is actually the back garden of the villa. The highest point in the garden is a pavilion named Wangyue.

Yi Baifeng has been waiting here for a long time. He and Su Qinghe have been old friends for many years, so there is no need for unnecessary politeness.

Looking around the screen, Yi Gifeng asked impatiently: "Did you hear any rumors during your trip to Xijing Mansion?"

Su Qinghe felt that this question was strange, so he said: "If you have something to say, just say it, there are no ears here."

Yi Baifeng stared at Su Qinghe's eyes for a while, but then sighed: "I also believe that this matter has nothing to do with you, but the people in the Beifu Division don't believe it." After saying that, he picked up the tea bowl and started drinking tea, his eyes averted.

, He wanted to speak but stopped.

Su Qinghe could still guess why Yi Lingfeng was here. Seeing his appearance, he felt furious:

"What Beifu Secretary? What does it have to do with me?"

Yi Baifeng lowered his head, carefully considered Su Qinghe's words, took a sip of tea, and said slowly:

"Have you heard of the name Nangong Chun?"

Su Qinghe's eyes narrowed to a slit, and he said with a smile:

"What a joke, who knows her name? She is the most beloved maid of Immortal Zhao. The Immortal made her a god and left her in the world. She was married to Niu Dajia of Beifu Division more than 20 years ago. Poor old Niu

, What a heroic figure he used to be, but since he married this woman, his heroic spirit has been completely wiped out, and he has become a joke." Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Su Qinghe's eyes: "What does this have to do with me?

Related?"

Yi Baifeng was not in a hurry to answer this question. He drank the tea loudly, smacked his lips, tasted it carefully, and said: "There was too much rain this spring, and the taste of this tea is not as good as in previous years."

As he spoke, he covered the tea, put it on the table, looked directly into Su Qinghe's eyes, and said word by word:

"Nangong Chun's son was killed in Xizhou!"

"Niu Chongyang? That demon king who steals and sells young children and eats human livers alive?! Ha, God is so unparalleled that he will not be punished. It should have been his turn long ago."

If Su Qinghe, a humble gentleman, said such words, outsiders would be extremely surprised if they heard them. However, Yi Gaifeng just smiled faintly. He knew Su Qinghe too well. His old friend was gentle and casual on the surface, but in fact he always harbored a raging anger in his heart.

fire.

Niu Chongyang committed many evil deeds, and of course he deserved to die. Yi Gaifeng had long wanted to curse him, but he was in a delicate situation and had too many worries, so it was difficult to speak out. Now that he heard his close friend curse him, he felt so happy.

After Su Qinghe finished cursing, his cheeks turned red. He wiped his face with a hot towel, took a sip of hot tea, and sighed again:

"Niu Shengong is a half-life hero. He is so magnificent and heroic. It's a pity that he made one wrong step and gave birth to a child like this. I am really embarrassed to death. By the way, what does his life and death have to do with me? We have always been in harmony with each other."

Yi Baifeng's expression suddenly became very solemn. He glanced around, leaned over, and lowered his voice:

"This matter really has nothing to do with you?"
To be continued...