Han Fei was a little surprised by Zheng Ze's denial, but it was only for a moment. He had already made enough preparations for the young gentleman in front of him.
"If Ninth Young Master is looking for an old friend, I'm afraid he's looking for the wrong one." Zheng Ze said softly.
Han Fei, dressed in purple clothes, walked up to him and shrugged, "Whether sir is willing to admit it or not, at night... at least Bai Yifei will definitely not think that he has found the wrong person."
Turning his head, Han Fei looked at the young face. From the beginning, Bai Yifei had absolutely no intention of letting him go.
From Han Fei, Zheng Ze can always feel a strong self-confidence. This is a rare temperament. Just by following him, it seems that everything he does will succeed.
Emotions can be conveyed, and his intelligence is enough to support his self-confidence. Zheng Ze probably understands why young Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang are willing to eat the cake he draws.
It's probably this cake that creates the aroma.
Standing opposite him, Zheng Ze pursed his lips. He wasn't sure why Han Fei was so sure this time. If he just wanted to play the emotional card, then he... was really thinking wrong.
"I don't care." He said softly.
The wind gently blew their clothes, carrying Zheng Ze's voice to Han Fei's ears. The young master's eyes shone, and he really felt the difference in this young Mr. Zheng.
He shook his head and completely dispelled the shadows in his memory. Since he couldn't connect with the present, let's just talk about the present.
"In my opinion, what Mr. Wang did was to use paper as material, "Warring States Policy" as a shield, and "Jin Ping Mei" as a spear. He wanted to control the invisible power. In Han Fei's view, even if he draws people from hundreds of families,
, will also be hated by the kings of the world. Moreover, people from hundreds of families will not be willing to make swords for others so easily."
After being amazed at the beginning, Han Fei has always preferred to observe and think about Zheng Ze's intentions as a bystander.
Han Fei's every word fell on his ears. Zheng Ze's eyes were filled with surprise. His understanding was based on his experience. Han Fei could think of so many things quickly. It can only be said that he was worthy of his reputation.
Without any intention of hiding it, Zheng Ze smiled softly and said, "If you don't try, how will you know you can't do it?"
Although he said this, Zheng Ze also truly felt the difficulty raised by Han Fei. No leader wants the power of public opinion to be in the hands of others, let alone the king at this time.
It is precisely for this reason that people from hundreds of schools will be afraid of it. All he can do is to take advantage of the situation.
Han Fei looked at him deeply, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, "Sir, you are right, you always have to give something a try."
In a sense, what he wants to do is also difficult to accomplish in everyone's understanding.
"Based on Qijuetang, it is involved in Zilanxuan, implicated in the Baiyue lineage, and is also related to the people in the night. Now, Confucianism comes even more because of Mr."
Han Fei said slowly, counting all of this, he would be surprised to find that all the forces in Xinzheng have interacted with him in a short period of time. This is somewhat similar to his old friend Zheng Guo, but it is even more
outstanding.
"My husband once said that the world is too big and you only care about your eyes. So it seems that you want the world to be in front of your eyes?"
He looked at Zheng Ze, originally thinking that Zheng Ze's words were out of humility, but now he always felt like "I want the stars and the moon to come to me."
Zheng Ze shook his head and looked at Han Fei who looked calm. He wanted to know what the other party would say next. At this moment, he already felt a sense of "making a decision before taking action".
"One Xinzheng cannot contain the whole world."
Hearing this, Han Fei did not feel dissatisfied. Zheng Ze had drawn a clear line with South Korea from the beginning. How could he not understand?
Shaking his head, after saying this, there is nothing left to keep.
"Xinzheng cannot hold everything, but I wonder if Zilanxuan can hold Mr.'s heart?"
Zheng Ze's eyes moved and he looked at Han Fei. That handsome side face gave people a feeling of being far away and unpredictable.
"Ninth Young Master, why don't you elaborate?" Han Fei gave people a very special feeling today.
The deepest experience this world gave him was that there would always be surprises and accidents, just like right now.
Han Fei had a chuckle on his face and shook his head, "Qijuetang's loyalty, Baiyue Tianze's influence, and Zilanxuan's intelligence power, aren't they exactly what Mr. Zheng wants to achieve?"
Han Fei's voice was very soft, but very determined. How could he not feel the other party's repeated "poaching" behavior?
He knew some things, but he just didn't say them out loud.
Zheng Ze frowned slightly, but before he could speak, Han Fei continued: "Miss Zinu is a woman with outstanding abilities. It is not easy for you to get her support."
With a soft "heh", Zheng Ze's mouth moved slightly, "Are you showing off?"
However, Han Fei shook his head and said, "This is nothing to show off. Although the news passed by you is a bit exaggerated, the fate of the people of Zilanxuan is indeed miserable. If you have a way to save me, Han Fei will be happy to see it happen."
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Hearing this, Zheng Ze already frowned a little, "Since the Ninth Young Master knows this, he shouldn't let Zilanxuan get involved in the quicksand."
Regarding his accusation, Han Fei expressed a calm expression, "It was their idea to join Quicksand. In a desperate situation, any ray of light will become hope. Quicksand just wants to give the world a chance."
He turned his head and said slowly: "Purple Lanxuan has never been an accessory to Quicksand. If Sir feels that he can bear their fate, this might not be a better choice for Zi Nu."
Facing Han Fei's gaze, Zheng Ze saw a brilliant magnanimity in it. Han Fei at this moment gave him a different feeling than what he had in his impression.
"A better choice? Ninth Young Master also thinks quicksand is not a good choice?"
Han Fei shook his head, "Under the cover of night, more people have no choice. Han Fei just talked about his thoughts with his husband. Of course, the ownership of Zilanxuan still depends on the wishes of Zinu."
Listening to Han Fei's sincere words, Zheng Ze raised his lips slightly and said, "I'm a little touched."
Regarding Zheng Ze's hypocritical voice, Han Fei shook his head, "It is an amazing idea to control invisible power with a physical body. Sir, if you want to complete it, I can help you."
Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows, "What's the price?"
"It shouldn't be a price to pay for using it against our common enemy."
Han Fei did not wait for his answer and continued: "Besides, I also prepared a special gift for Mr."
Zheng Ze frowned, a special gift?
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When Zheng Ze and Han Fei stood in front of the dilapidated palace, and when Zi Nu was shocked by Yan'er's words, a beautiful beauty appeared in front of Zi Lanxuan.
Wearing a red short skirt, with a slender waist and high waist, and long legs stepping on the bluestone, she is particularly eye-catching. Two strands of hair fall to the left and right in front of her forehead, setting off her smooth and white forehead, and the hairpins on the left and right will make her hair look like clouds.
Fixed, with long braids and waterfalls of hair scattered behind her.
Just seeing that delicate and gorgeous face was already shocking. She was obviously dressed in a fiery and attractive outfit, but in the eyes of the people around her, it seemed as if her body was covered with a thick layer of clearness.
The frost and cold mist made people afraid to approach.
Looking up at the plaque of Zilanxuan, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Yan Lingji ignored the secretly amazed and submissive eyes around her, and walked forward with brisk steps.
Wherever she passed, the serious scholars who came to Zilanxuan moved out of the way and did not dare to get close to her.
She has long been accustomed to the feeling of being noticed by the crowd no matter where she goes. She is not even interested in taking a second look at passers-by A, B, and C on the roadside.
Zheng Ze in the beginning was the same in her eyes.
After stepping through the threshold of Zilan Pavilion, the maid who greeted her at the door couldn't help but raise her hand when she saw her.
"Girl you..."
Yan Lingji glanced at her lightly and let the woman stop what she wanted to say.
At this moment, she was thinking, what kind of man is so ignorant and wants to come to Zilanxuan when he has such a beautiful woman at home?
Is it okay now...
Ignoring her, Yan Lingji walked straight in. She was no stranger to the layout and furnishings of Zilanxuan. She simply ignored everyone and walked through the lobby and the back courtyard to the backyard.
From the man named Han Fei, she learned a shocking secret. Originally, she didn't plan to come here on her own initiative, but the heartless man didn't send a message to her in the past two days, so she decided to teach him a lesson.
!
Zi Nu, who was shocked by Yan'er's words, suddenly felt something strange. She frowned slightly, stood up and walked over to open the rear window.
The scene in the backyard came into view instantly. Seeing the slightly familiar figure in the courtyard, the purple girl's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Is it her?"
She didn't expect that Yan Lingji would suddenly appear here. According to the information she received, she should be in the Prince's Mansion now.
In her eyes, Yan Lingji walked all the way with a very direct goal, which was the small pavilion where Nongyu was.
"Sister Zi Nu, there is a woman who broke in..." The maid who was originally entertaining the guests immediately came over to inform Zi Nu.
Before she could finish speaking, Zi Nu waved her hand gently, "I understand, I will handle this matter. You continue to go about your business. If someone is deliberately looking for trouble, there is no need to show mercy."
"Yes." Although the maid was a little confused, she didn't ask any more questions.
There are more people coming to Zilanxuan, so there will be all kinds of people. There were guests who deliberately made trouble in the morning, and they had already been taught a lesson by Sister Zinu's white-haired friend.
When the maid retreated, Zinu crossed her arms and did not go down immediately, but looked at Yan Lingji's back from a distance.
To be honest, even though she is both a woman, she has to admit that this woman is like poison to a man, penetrating deep into his bones.
In the small pavilion, Nongyu was accustomed to the tranquility here. She sat in front of the guqin, with the cloth handkerchief and qin oil placed beside her.
She has used many pianos, but this one is the one she personally cleans every day.
He carefully rubbed pine oil on one of the strings and fiddled with it gently with his jade fingers. He heard that the pitch was correct, but Nongyu stood up and frowned slightly.
Besides the sound of strings, there was also the sound of sudden footsteps.
Before she could think about it, a fiery red figure came from outside with a faint smile. On her pretty face, a pair of water-cut autumn eyes looked at her playfully.
When he saw her, Nong Yu's warm eyes were stunned. How could the woman who had been beside Zheng Ze appear in front of him?
She stood up quickly, and as soon as she raised her head, she heard the beauty say jokingly in her unique soft and charming voice: "How does it feel to be the man who steals your sister?"