Han Fei sat opposite where Zheng Ze was during the day, looking at the remaining chess pieces on the table. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and took a deep breath.
"I heard that the Ninth Young Master had a conflict with the General in front of the King today?"
Beside him, Zi Nu still had a faint smile on her face, which was always pleasing to the eye, but also revealed a feeling of alienation.
Hearing this, Han Fei sighed and shook his head, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from Miss Zi Nv."
Zi Nu smiled softly and didn't take it seriously. She raised her delicate chin with her hand and said, "I'm very curious. He had the king's beloved concubine and Princess Red Lotus kidnapped. Does the young master really mind this at all?"
When the tide recedes and you walk along the way you came, all the traces of the past have surfaced.
Han Fei shook his head, "We have a common enemy, and now his sharp fangs have been exposed. Mr. Zheng and Miss Zinu seem to have a good relationship. If he knew you said this, he would probably be very sad."
As Zheng Ze thought, he must be good at taking advantage of the situation when he is weak. Compared with Ye Mu, Quicksand is not strong enough, so he must combine all his forces to face Ye Mu together.
Maybe not friends, but enemies of enemies, are free to choose the way they get along.
"We have a good relationship?" Zi Nu raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise, "How do you know that I have a good relationship with him?"
In response, Han Fei just smiled and said nothing.
"Confucianism has acquired the art of papermaking, and his threat to the night has been greatly reduced. I'm afraid the general feels that now is the time to deal with this person who ruined their good deeds?"
For Sister Yu, romance is just a spice to life, and they are all based on the reality in front of her.
Without the support of reality, any romance that lasts for a long time will be fleeting and fleeting.
Hearing this, Han Fei nodded, then shook his head. At the end of Zi Nu's questioning gaze, Han Fei said softly: "I'm afraid, General Ji's thinking is not that simple."
Being in this game, he knows very well that no one can stay out and be a bystander.
If Zheng Ze is successfully kicked out, this will not be a good result for them.
Zi Nu frowned. Unlike Yan Lingji, she could find what was hidden behind them from just a few clues.
But before she could express her thoughts, Han Fei continued: "We can also benefit from helping Mr. Zheng this time. The moonlight is beautiful tonight. I know a place suitable for drinking. Would you like to join me, Miss Zi Nu?"
go?"
Hearing this, Zi Nu stood up and opened the exquisite window of Zi Lan Pavilion, looked outside, and turned around, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, there's no moon tonight."
"Uh..." Han Fei's face froze.
No, the point of my words is the moon? Shouldn’t your focus be on where to drink?
Sighing, maybe I should ask Mr. Zheng for advice. His requirements are not high. He can just trick the purple girl into going out to protect himself. There is no need to trick her into her own home like he did.
He said truthfully: "Miss Yan Lingji promised me that I can go see Tianze tonight."
"Oh?" Zi Nu's eyes flashed.
On the surface, the center of the storm in Xinzheng is actually the Prince's Mansion. The Prince's kidnapping also affects the hearts of many people.
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When the white sky gradually disappeared, the sky began to become gloomy, and darkness continued to surge, as if a new storm was gathering.
Sitting in front of the stone table in the backyard, Zheng Ze looked at the sky, turned his head and shouted: "Yan'er, remember to put away your clothes, it might rain tonight."
"Here we come!" A response came immediately from the attic. Yan'er, who was helping her mother wrap bandages, immediately ran out. Her short legs were running like a tiger, and the rest of the work could be completed by herself.
"Are your injuries healed?" After calling Yan'er, Zheng Ze asked softly to his side.
To his right, Tang Ba stood silently.
Hearing Zheng Ze's question, he nodded, "The medicine this time was prescribed by a doctor asked by my adoptive father. The effect is remarkable."
Zheng Ze's expression was dull. He discovered that not only himself, but also those who have practiced inner breath, they can recover from external injuries much faster than ordinary people. Moreover, the healing medicine made by this doctor seems to have Additional bonus effects.
If calculated in this way, the injuries on the Frightened Salamander will probably recover quickly.
However, he put these thoughts aside for the time being and slowly put down the few pages of paper in his hand. They were all information sent by Tang Qi. Someone was purchasing a large number of paper books on the market, but he didn't know what he was doing.
"Tell Tang Qi that there is no need to search further. The people sent by the Taoist sect and the Mohist sect did not show up as expected. Something may have happened. Pay attention to these two families and tell me immediately if there is any news."
Hearing this, Tang Ba raised his head in astonishment, "They...maybe they are just delayed by something."
After following Zheng Ze for a while, he gradually learned to think. In his opinion, who would attack them at this time?
After looking at him, he lit a flame on his fingertips and lit the letter paper in front of him. Watching the flames licking the paper, Zheng Ze said softly: "One coincidence can be a coincidence, but two coincidences are not necessarily a coincidence."
As he said that, he smiled slightly and said, "Tang Ba, you have been following me for some time. If one day I become an enemy of a country, you can hide and protect yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ba knelt down on one knee without hesitation and said solemnly: "If Sir is in trouble, Tang Ba is willing to go through fire and water. Even if he cannot solve Sir's trouble, he will die before Sir!"
Listening to his firm voice, Zheng Ze slowly let out a breath and shook his head. He was not testing anything. Tang Ba and even Qijuetang did not need to test.
It's just from him that Zheng Ze can feel that this world, or the people of this era, are much more pure.
"Don't always think about death. Who will help me if you die?" Zheng Ze smiled and took out a book.
"This inner strength and mental method can be cultivated to the eighth level. Practice it well."
"Yes." Tang Ba looked solemn after looking at the mental method Zheng Ze handed him.
He knew that his strength was still too weak for Mr. Zheng.
Zheng Ze waved his hand, "Don't do anything unnecessary without my instructions. Go back first!"
Judging from the information revealed by Han Fei, Ye Mu seems to have made full preparations to eliminate him as a thorn in his side. And the reason why Han Fei took the initiative to find him and provide help is definitely not because he is handsome. Ye Mu needs to solve it. People, not only him Zheng Ze.
But they overlooked one thing. He was indeed in this little game in Xinzheng. The prerequisite for being able to eliminate him from it was that he was still willing to play this little game with everyone.
When Yan'er finished collecting her clothes, she saw Tang Ba leaving and appeared beside Zheng Ze silently.
In Zheng Ze's body, coldness and heat alternated. He felt the strange movement around him. He stopped breathing, opened his eyes and turned his head to look aside.
"What's wrong?"
He had already sensed Yan'er's arrival and asked softly.
Yan'er's clothes were bulging. She faced Zheng Ze's gaze and spread her clothes out towards him.
"Uncle Ze, you forgot to have dinner." Yan'er said as he unfolded the hem of the wrapped things, "It's still hot!"
What she saw wrapped in her clothes were two crispy-looking cakes.
From her little eyes, Zheng Ze could feel a look of concern, and her eyes moved slightly.
When Tang Ba came over, in addition to conveying the information collected by Qi Jue Hall, he also sent meals to Yan'er and Jing Salamander.
According to what Tang Ba said before, mother and daughter had never wasted any food, and he also served them according to their appetite.
Looking at this cute and sensible little face, Zheng Ze smiled softly, shook his head and said, "You can eat, I'm not hungry."
However, Yan'er didn't listen to him.
Shaking her little head, she said seriously: "Mom said, you must eat on time every day, otherwise you will get sick!"
Looking at her serious look, even though it made people laugh a little, he completely removed the hot and cold breath flowing in her body. He stretched out his hand to rub Yan'er's head, and rubbed the two balls tied up on her head.
scattered.
"Did you leave this specially for me?" he asked.
Yan'er shook her head and looked down at the two cakes on her clothes, "One is mine and the other is mother's."
The food Tang Ba sent was of high standard. This cake is actually quite delicious, especially the filling inside...
Seeing her helpless expression, Zheng Ze shook his head and smiled, "I've eaten..."
"Uncle Ze is lying, I didn't see you eating it." Yan'er directly exposed his lie.
Zheng Ze didn't expect that his beady mouth could deceive Yan Lingji, but he didn't deceive her.
"Okay, how about one of us?" Zheng Ze discussed with her.
Yan'er raised her head and was about to say something when she heard Zheng Ze say directly: "If you don't agree, then there's no need to discuss it."
"Okay, okay." After saying that, Yan'er picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Zheng Ze.
Then he picked up another piece, put it to his mouth and looked at Zheng Ze. As if to say, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it either.
Zheng Ze smiled and took a bite of the crispy pie. Upon seeing this, Yan'er also opened her small mouth and took a big bite with a squeal.
As she said, it had not been long since Tang Ba arrived, but the pie was still warm, which showed that she had prepared it early in the morning.
After eating the entire pie, Yan'er wiped her mouth, put all the crumbs from the corner of her mouth into her mouth, and raised her head to look at Zheng Ze, who had also completed the task.
Suddenly he took out a white thing from his sleeve and climbed onto the chair next to Zheng Ze, "Uncle Ze, don't move."
Zheng Ze looked at her and raised his eyebrows. He saw Yan'er pressing his face with a pair of small hands, and then felt something stuck to his lips.
Yan'er pulled her head away, glanced at Uncle Ze's face, confirmed that she had attached it correctly, and nodded with satisfaction.
"There's medicine on it, which will make the wound heal faster. Uncle Ze, don't take it off!" With that said, Yan'er jumped off the chair again.
Listening to her words, Zheng Ze wiped the thing on the corner of his mouth with his hand. The corner of his mouth had the intention of twitching, but the "band-aid" on it restricted his thoughts.
Yan'er looked at the injury on Zheng Ze's mouth, and could not help but recall the scene in her mind when Aunt Yan Lingji came to Uncle Ze to question why he took in other women and then "domestic violence".
This is the gauze she tore off, with potion applied in the middle, and the sugar on both sides of the pastry. This is called glutinous rice paste, and is used to dip it on the face.
After finishing all this, Yan'er said softly: "It's cold outside, Uncle Ze should go back to the room early, I'll go and let my mother teach me how to read."
After saying that, Yan'er turned around and ran back.
Watching the little girl leave, Zheng Ze touched the gauze on his mouth and smiled softly.
However, this expression touched the gauze, and the gauze touched the wound, making him "cannot help laughing."
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Yan'er returned to Jing Salamander, holding many books in his arms. He glanced at Jing Salamander sitting cross-legged on the bed, and Yan'er placed the books on the table by the window.
"Mom, come and teach me how to read!"
Hearing her voice, Jing Salamander opened his eyes. Even when facing his daughter, his pretty face remained as cold as ever. This was her temperament.
Glancing at the books on the table, Liuye's slender eyebrows narrowed slightly, "What is this?"
In a state of being hunted, she had no energy to pay attention to other things.
Hearing this, Yan'er showed a proud smile, climbed onto the bed on both hands and feet, and said to Jing Salamander: "You don't know, this is something Uncle Ze made. No one else can make it. Isn't it amazing?"
A trace of surprise flashed through the slender eyes of the Jing Salamander. He picked up a book and rubbed it. This thing did look a bit strange.
Sensing the surprise in Jingli's eyes, Yan'er continued: "Not only that, I saw those people who seemed to be very powerful, all respected Uncle Ze!"
Looking at his daughter, Jing Salaman felt that Yan'er as a child was nothing like him, especially after living here for some divas.
Feeling the change in her mother's attitude, Yan'er said directly: "You should teach me how to read!"
She did not reject Yan'er's idea of becoming literate.
Nodding, she opened the book in her hand and casually glanced at the contents, preparing to pick out a few easy-to-recognize words and teach them to Yan'er.
Yan'er watched her mother scan the contents of the book, but later on, her mother's expression seemed to change.
Frightened Salamander frowned and silently turned to the second page. After confirming the content, she closed the page with a snap.
He raised his head and looked at Yan'er's little face, "Where did you find this book?"
Yan'er looked confused, wondering how to read and confirm the source.
She didn't think much and pointed outside, "They're all from Uncle Ze's room. What's wrong?"
Jing Salamander closed the page, put the book back on the desk, and said without changing his expression: "It's nothing, I'm tired tonight, let's study another day."
Seeing that Jing Salamander suddenly stopped teaching, Yan'er was very confused, "Why?"
Jing Salamander glanced at him lightly, "No reason, I'm tired."
Yan'er was a little angry at Jingyu's reneging on her word. She is now a confident child!
He pinched his waist with both hands and looked at his mother, "Humph, if you don't teach me, I'll go find Uncle Ze!"
"No!" Frightened Salamander rejected her decisively.
Yan'er's big eyes opened even wider, it was too much!
