Zhang Fengyun was not blamed.

Perhaps Zhang Zixi's words had a useful effect, Hua Feiyue just had a long talk with her son, talked about some family matters, and promised not to worry about his affairs in the future.

But Zhang Fengyun naturally would not really take his mother's words to heart. As the saying goes, "My mother is better than her son." Hua Feiyue really cares about him, but she is a person with a strong desire to control her. How long can the effectiveness of this sentence last? It is actually a question.

After leaving his mother, Zhang Fengyun did not rush back to his place, but instead went to his father's study.

My mother told me that my father has received new news about his assassination back then.

"Father."

Zhang Fengyun pushed open the door of the study and saw his father standing in front of the hanging map, silent.

"I heard from my mother that there is new news?"

"Yes, because you said before that you want to do this by yourself, your mother and I took back all the spies." Zhang Chengxuan turned his head to look at his son, as if explaining something: "But this is strange, and I haven't figured out yet."

His educational philosophy is different from Hua Feiyue.

Although he also hopes that his son will be safe for his life, he is not willing to take care of so much. Instead, he gives his son a space of freedom as much as possible.

In a family like the Zhang family, this kind of freedom is very rare.

Because of this, Zhang Fengyun has a very good relationship with his father, much thicker than other fathers and sons.

There are some things that Zhang Fengyun would not say to his mother, but he did not hide from Zhang Chengxuan.

Zhang Fengyun stepped forward a few steps and stood beside his father.

There were a lot of traces on the map, and they were all new marks. I guess they were just drawn on it today.

“Where did you get the news?”

"The source of information has not yet been found out, and this secret letter was sent directly to Yashanju.

Because it was really strange, Anan checked it out himself, but..."

Zhang Chengxuan paused: "There is no clue at all. The people in Yashanju are innocent, and they can't find anything after strict investigation. So the biggest possibility is that a master sneaks into Yashanju and puts the secret letter on Anan's table."

"I can naturally believe in Uncle Nan's ability, but this letter is indeed very strange."

Zhang Fengyun opened the letter paper and looked at the content above: "But I have heard of the Yao family mentioned above. But in my impression, the Yao family and our family should have no grudges, right?"

"This is the strange thing about this secret letter." Zhang Chengxuan brushed his fingers across the letter: "This letter is too ordinary, and nothing can be found on paper or ink. The people in the Hanging Temple have also checked the handwriting, but found nothing."

"It is normal not to find out. Anyone with this purpose will not be careless enough to expose such a big flaw." Zhang Fengyun glanced at his father, thought for a while and said, "I am still worried about not having enough time these two days, but I didn't expect that someone actually sent a clue at this time."

He folded the letter and put it on the desk.

Look at the road map drawn on the map.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"Why did my father think so much?

Since someone has sent the clues, you might as well follow this message and follow it to follow.

No matter what information you find in the end, it is always faster than thinking about it here."

He took a step back and bowed slightly and said:

"My son will do this matter by himself. He just took this opportunity to try out the newly trained people in my hands."

"Okay, you are now adults, and you should have dealt with these things."

Zhang Chengxuan looked at his son, and his eyes were full of appreciation for his son:

"By the way, in two days it will be the day for the Zhang family to worship their ancestors.

Because your elder sister is going to get married next month, your grandfather is unwilling to handle the matter of worshiping ancestors this year.

I discussed it with your uncle and asked you and your elder brother to go to the ancestral tomb outside the city to worship your ancestors this year.

First, let the younger generation come up and show their faces, and second, we can take this opportunity to test the forces outside."

"What my father meant is...I'll be the bait?"

Zhang Chengxuan nodded: "Your uncle and I will take people to follow you quietly."

"No problem. I am no longer the child back then, and I am not afraid of them doing anything.

But I'm worried that the possibility of it is too low."

"You have to give it a try." Zhang Chengxuan suddenly patted his son's shoulder: "Have you contacted that Su Yan recently?"

Zhang Fengyun was stunned and shook his head and said, "I have been busy lately and haven't contacted her. What's wrong?"

"If you have time, contact others more. I heard from your sister that you two have a secret technique to contact each other?"

"Zi Xilian told you this?"

Zhang Fengyun didn't expect that his sister could even tell them. After all, although Su Yan's existence is not a secret, it was also a matter of a young man's love, which made the elders know that it always feels strange.

"Zi Xi didn't take the initiative to say it."

Zhang Chengxuan could guess what Zhang Fengyun was thinking at a glance: "But your mother and I are not fools, we already know this. Besides, two or three years have passed, and you still have a good relationship with that girl and you will be in a good position to marry her in the future. In this way, the family should be ready, not to mention that you are already at the age of getting married."

Zhang Fengyun did not listen to these words in his heart.

He knew the style of the Zhang family. If you could delay marriage, you would keep it. His elder brother had not yet gotten married, and the family would not urge him to come. In this case, if the father could say such a thing, something should have happened.

"Don't worry about Su Yan and you and your mother. Father should take a break early, I still have something to do."

Zhang Fengyun took the secret letter in his hand and handed it to the lamp to burn it. He had already recorded the contents of it: "As for this matter, I will deal with it myself. My mother said that my father was almost touching the edge of the sage realm. It is better to focus on cultivation recently."

"Well, you have always been a sensible child. Now that you are old this year, you have an idea, so it's better to do these things yourself."

Zhang Chengxuan's tone was a little relieved and disappointed: "You go back first."

"My son leaves."

Zhang Fengyun slowly withdrew from the study room, turned around and saw Zhang Xilai standing under the corridor.

"Why are you here?"

"The two children were taken care of by a beautiful lady, so the servant came over and waited for the young master."

Zhang Fengyun nodded: "I happened to have something to do. Go and inquire. Is there any movement in the mansion in the past two days that is related to me?"
Chapter completed!