He just sat in front of him and smiled.
Just like this, Fu Sheng already felt that his heart seemed to be filled with something.
"Very sweet." After a moment of silence, he said, "Oranges are very sweet."
The same to you.
Fu Sheng wanted to keep him.
Stay with yourself.
He didn't know when he had such an idea, he only knew that when he came back to his senses, this idea had already been deeply embedded in his mind.
"Master." Yunfeng's voice disrupted his thoughts.
Fu Sheng looked up.
Yunfeng brought people in.
That was the person who was sent to Yunzhou a few days ago.
"master."
The subordinate walked up to him, lowered his head slightly and said.
Fu Sheng looked at him calmly, and said, "Did you find anything?"
The subordinate raised his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Everyone in General Shenwei's mansion said that General Xie is sick and bedridden, and he hasn't been in court for a long time. Counting the days, it's about the same time."
Yunfeng's face changed slightly.
Could it be that this man in the mansion is really Xie Yu, the mighty general of Yunzhou
This is too.
"In addition, this subordinate also found a portrait." The subordinate bowed his head and handed over the portrait he had found.
Fu Sheng reached out to take it, but before he opened it, he heard his subordinate add:
"There are many portraits of General Shenwei in the main city of Yunzhou. Although his reputation in Yunzhou is not very good, there are many portraits. They also think he is very good-looking."
In the end, the subordinates were a little bit speechless, and their voice was so low that they could hardly hear clearly.
More than that.
Everyone in Yunzhou respects and fears Xie Yu, and children often use his name when they are fussy, but the strange thing is that they are all crazily infatuated with Xie Yu's face.
His portraits are treasured by many people and are worth thousands of gold.
Fu Sheng didn't know what kind of mood he opened the painting.
It was a picture of a horse racing through the streets.
The person in the painting is dressed in red on a white horse, full of vigor and vigor, just like the familiar eyebrows and eyes.
Yunfeng glanced casually, his eyebrows furrowed.
Isn't this face the one in the house who smiles every day
But this temperament is not quite like it.
The man in the painting is full of spirits, high spirits, and aggressive appearance. He is really a heroic general and a well-known God of War in Yunzhou.
But the one in their house.
It's like a child who hasn't grown up yet, and has to be coaxed anytime, anywhere.
"Master, what are your plans?" Yunfeng asked only after he collected himself.
The relationship between Yunzhou and them was tense, and everyone knew that Xie Yu's adoptive father, who was ambitious, was staring at Lizhou.
Yunfeng thought of what Xie Yu had written on the paper at that time.
He felt that Xie Yu might have really listened to his adoptive father and came to assassinate his master.
They can't stay with such people.
Fu Sheng looked at the painting and was quiet for a while before saying, "Call him over."
"yes-"
Before Yunfeng could turn around, he heard the person behind him say again:
"never mind."
Yunfeng paused.
What is it
Fu Sheng rolled up the portrait in his hand with lowered eyes, and said in a calm voice, "I'll go there."
Yunfeng: "?"
He watched his movements, careful and precious, as if the painting was some kind of rare treasure.
The subordinate who came back from Yunzhou moved his lips, but he was unable to speak.