Walking in the heavy mud with an umbrella, Hsu Fengnian slowly tore off a piece of Root Mask and put it in his pocket. Among the six masks meticulously made by the Southern Xinjiang witch Shu Xiu, there were three levels of Air Passage, Root Formation, and Spirit. The Air Passage mask could be smeared and removed at will, but it would take a lot of energy to use the Root Formation mask. According to Shu Xiu, the mask could only be used once. As for the Reincarnation mask, which changed one's foundation, one could not restore one's original appearance even if one was disfigured. The Root Formation mask could be used three to four times. Hsu Fengnian did not want any Men of Sacrifice to follow him. He left a puppet in Beiliang Palace as a smokescreen. After entering Beimang, he would inevitably become a thrifty miser.
He would kill six Second Rank martial artists, three Vajra martial artists, and one Finger Xuan martial artist.
This was one of the goals that Xu Fengnian had set for himself in Northern Mang. The reason why he chose Left City in Dragon Waist Province as the base of Northern Mang was mostly because of Tao Qianzhi, the city overseer. This former Commander-In-Chief who had been demoted in public but was actually promoted in private was placed in Left City by Northern Mang Royal Court. How could it be as simple as keeping Tao Qianzhi away from the grudges between him and the several members of the royal family of the younger generation? Northern Mang Empress sat on the throne of the royal court and cast covetous eyes on the Liyang Dynasty that had unified the Spring and Autumn Period. She was truly acting as if she was sitting in the north and facing the south. Who dared to say that Tao Qianzhi was not a key pawn that she used to target Northern Liang Youzhou? Although this person was only a martial artist who was close to Second Rank, Tao Qianzhi was far more than ordinary in terms of rallying the people at the border and the threat to Beiliang in the future. When he talked with Xu Xiao secretly, he mentioned this new city magistrate. He said that killing Tao Qianzhi was equivalent to killing three thousand Beimang soldiers!
At this time, Tao Qianzhi, who liked to torture and kill Beiliang soldiers every day, had not yet stabilized his foundation. How could Hsu Fengnian not make a move? Tao Qianzhi could be considered to have died at a good time. Although Hsu Fengnian had taken off his mask and the simple and unadorned Spring Thunder Saber at his waist was not very conspicuous, the twenty or so armored bodyguards had fled back to Yu City. Even if they were like a group of dragons without a leader, with Tao Qianzhi's achievements in managing the army, they were bound to set up an inescapable net. Hsu Fengnian had been strolling around the city for the past two days and had already thoroughly studied the layout of Yu City. Instead of going through the city gate, he chose a section of the city wall where there were few signs of human habitation and climbed up the wall like an ant attacking a city. The rain was still pouring down heavily. He climbed to the top of the city wall and leaped over it, landing lightly at the base of the inner city wall. He walked through the deserted alleys and narrow streets. Other than Tao Qianzhi, there were still other experts in Yu City. Small groups of cavalry roamed in different directions. The martial law was cleverly enforced, loose on the outside but tight on the inside. Hsu Fengnian was worthy of being called an expert when it came to this level of patrolling and searching. Naturally, he easily avoided them and even went to Zhou Ji's store to buy a tray of piping hot soup dumplings.
From the time he left the Wei mansion to the time he returned, it had only been three hours. There was still an hour until lunch time. The maidservant Chun Nong had been waiting in his room. When Hsu Fengnian pushed open the door, the bored girl was leaning against the windowsill in a daze and did not notice him. It was only when she smelled the aroma that she suddenly turned her head. She saw Young Master Xu, drenched in sweat, holding a tray of food in his hands. Her eyes reddened for no reason.
Hsu Fengnian had no choice but to interrupt her brewing emotions. He teased, "Don't think too highly of yourself. I bought it along the way. Take it and eat it with Qiushui. As for changing clothes, I'll do it myself. I don't want to spoil your appetite. Eh? Are you crying? Don't. If outsiders see me, they'll think I'm worse than a beast. I want to take a tray of soup dumplings and elope with you back to Beiliang. "
The young maidservant sniffled. Seeing Young Master Xu's determined expression, she hesitated for a moment before giving in to the gluttonous bug in her stomach. She carefully took the soup dumplings and walked to the doorstep. She glanced back and smiled charmingly. Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and waited for her to trot far away before locking the door. He took off the spring thunder and placed it on the table. He took out the tightly wrapped knife manual and a stack of dough. He did not take off the silk armor that was warm in winter and cool in summer. He changed into a clean and comfortable scholar's robe and put away his personal belongings. He could really be considered to be alone in the world. Chun Nong must have eaten the soup dumplings carelessly. She was dragged back by the ear by Qiushui, who was more sensible. She helped Young Master Xu with his hair. Chun Nong kept throwing meaningful glances at sister Qiushui. The latter quietly sighed and asked, "Young Master Xu, are you leaving Liucheng to return to Lingzhou today?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and went straight to the point, "Uncle Wei's original intention was for the two of you to return to Lingzhou with me. However, there's a saying. If a man doesn't have a career, how can he start a family?"
Turning his head, he saw the two maidservants looking at each other. They were very cute. Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "You really believe me? I'm just poor and can't afford to raise the two of you. I want to make a few more trips to Beimang and earn some money before bringing the two of you back to Lingzhou in a grand manner. "
Chun Nong, who was combing Hsu Fengnian's hair, timidly said, "Chun Nong and sister Qiushui can play women's and zither. It's fine even if we don't need Young Master Xu's support."
Qiushui's thoughts were much more meticulous and mature. She quietly shook her head at Chun Nong. The latter's eyes were wet like a broken dam. She was like a pool of water that had been wrinkled by the spring breeze. She was full of affection, but she obediently bit her lips and did not cry out loud.
Of course, Hsu Fengnian would not really bring the two maidservants back to Beiliang. Even if he used his identity as a disciple of the military supervisor's mansion, it was not suitable. Furthermore, his real identity was like a lightning pool. If he stepped into it carelessly, he would easily be crushed. The two delicate ten golden lotuses were best grown in such a quiet environment. If they were transplanted into a turbulent river, they would only die early.
During the last lunch in Liucheng, the most eye-catching dish was actually a fried snail with ginger and pepper.
Qingming snail, as fat as a goose, was a pile of green on the white jade plate.
It was a pity that the members of the Fish-dragon Gang were a group of boorish men. They only recognized pigs, cows, and sheep as meat dishes. They did not know how difficult it was to find these seasonal snails from the muddy ponds and streams in Jiangnan and transport them alive to Beimang. Fortunately, there was a roasted whole lamb at every table, which made the Fish-dragon Gang feel greasy. Today, Liu Nerong had said that they were not allowed to drink, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment. However, after Xiao Bangzhu and Foreign Guest Gongsun left, Miss Liu became more and more at ease. Gradually, she became more and more independent. The members of the Fish-dragon Gang were sincerely convinced.
The tears on Chun Nong's cheeks disappeared, but she was in low spirits. On the other hand, Qiushui was still graceful and considerate. She stood beside Hsu Fengnian, picked out the meat of the snails with a bamboo stick, and put them on the plate one by one. The old fox Wei Feng's generosity had already won the favor of the Fish-dragon Gang. They knew that Grandpa Wei was rich and powerful, and he was a tycoon who had a firm foothold in Beimang. Naturally, he was arrogant. Otherwise, many people would want to recognize him as their godfather. Originally, they did not know much about Grandpa Wei and did not like him. Now, it was obvious that he was related to Grandpa Wei. Many people completely lost the courage and interest to challenge Grandpa Wei. They began to think about how to be more friendly on the way back to Beiliang to make up for the estrangement from the northbound trip.
Wei Feng smiled and said, "Nephew, fried snails are like old wine. Even the King of Hell would not leave. This fried Qingming is not a famous dish, but it's really hard to enjoy this taste in Beimang. You should try more. "
He should really treat him as his nephew. Wei Feng did not continue to be polite. He turned to Liu Nerong and said with a smile, "Miss Liu, Grandpa Wei still said that if you really want cash, you can immediately send it to the Fish-dragon Gang's carriage. The Wei family also has some strong men who can help to escort. I dare not boast, but I can still squeeze out 20 men. "
Liu Nerong shook her head and said with a smile, "It's too rash to bring tens of thousands of taels of silver to the border. These days, the Fish-dragon Gang has been treated with great care by Grandpa Wei. We have spent too much money, and we really don't have the face to let Grandpa Wei worry about us. Liu Nerong trusts Grandpa Wei, and also trusts the two banks in Beiliang and Beimang. "
Wei Feng stroked his beard and smiled without saying anything.
Liu Nerong raised her cup, "Liu Nerong does not dare to drink too much, but I respect Grandpa Wei very much. I will toast Grandpa Wei three times on behalf of the Fish-dragon Gang. Grandpa Wei, you can drink as much as you want."
She drank three cups in a row without spilling a drop. Wei Feng took a sip and put down the cup, but no one thought that the old man was putting on airs. During this period of time, in addition to relying on the Wei family to live a happy life in the city, they also heard a lot of anecdotes about Grandpa Wei, which were more interesting than the stories told by the storytellers in the teahouses.
The wind and rain stopped, and many people went out to visit the tombs on the street.
When they came, there was a carriage with goods and a Gongsun Lianqiu with a horn bow at his feet. When they left, there was only Hsu Fengnian with the Spring Thunder Saber in the corner. Before getting on the carriage, he bowed to Wei Feng. This time, the latter did not pretend to be angry and accepted it calmly.
Watching the Fish-dragon Gang go farther and farther away, Wei Feng withdrew his gaze and glanced at the two maids, Chun Nong and Qiushui, who were not able to send him off. He frowned and moved his lips slightly, but it was unclear what Grandpa Wei said.
Passing by the city gate, Hsu Fengnian, who did not have the Spring Thunder Saber, took the initiative to get off the carriage. The guards at the city gate opened the entry records and checked them carefully one by one. After confirming that there were no mistakes, they let them go.
A hundred steps away from the city, Hsu Fengnian, who was leading the horse, subconsciously looked at the city gate and saw a woman with a mink hair covering her forehead standing side by side with the well-dressed retainer. She made a fierce gesture of cutting her throat with a knife!
Hsu Fengnian smiled. Are they all rushing to die on the Qingming Festival?
Stay in the city? Stay?
At this moment, Hsu Fengnian had the impulse to draw his knife.
A princess with a Xianbei hairstyle on her waist. Her head seemed to be no lighter than Tao Qianzhi's head.
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