Facing Zhang Cong's ridicule, Feng Xin lowered his brows, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, before he could forcefully say: "Feng Mou, He De He Neng, dare to steal the position of the Holy Sect's incense master— If you don't dislike it, you and I will be brothers."
At the beginning of the year, the Feng family's warehouse was inexplicably drained, and the tens of thousands of catties of wood that were prepared to be delivered to the guests were burned to the ground by this fire.
That's the bottom line of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver!
Especially when the deadline for delivery is just a few days away!
The Feng family was in a hurry for this, begging grandpa to tell grandma, wanting to get a batch of wood on credit first, to get past the delivery hurdle, and then talk about the rest.
But who knows the plight of his family
Who else is willing to give their life and wealth to help in the snow
At that time, Feng Xin also thought of the Sun family - he didn't point out that the Sun family could help fill the hole, but only hoped that the Sun family would come forward to guarantee and let the owner of the goods introduce some work.
To put it bluntly, it means that the Sun family can use their power to suppress people.
As a result, just as Feng Xin found the door of Sun's house, he bumped into someone, but it was none other than Su Xingfang, the magistrate of Wanping County.
Although both of them are of the sixth rank in terms of rank, they are more than a dozen streets away from the real power and the noble, especially the timber shop of Feng Xin's family, which was opened under the jurisdiction of Wanping County.
Seeing that this parental official was in front of him, Feng Xin couldn't help but take the initiative to chat a few words - he never thought that the effort of these few words would bring him another disaster.
At that time, Su Xingfang took the initiative to chat about the fire in his house, and asked Feng Xinke what was the difficulty.
Since both of them were considered to be under Sun Shaozong, Su Xingfang was extraordinarily amiable, and Feng Xin couldn't help but complained.
As a result, Su Xingfang immediately stated that he had a friend who was also in the wood business. He had just come to the capital from the south and had a lot of idle money in his hands.
At that time, Feng Xin was interested, and because he was eager to get rid of the predicament, he didn't think much about it, so he shamelessly asked Su Xingfang to thread the needle.
Later, he hit it off with the southern businessman. The other party transferred a batch of wood to the Feng family to tide over the difficulties. He didn't expect anything in return. He just bought a stake in the Feng family's timber shop.
The Feng family is very grateful for this.
Later, the businessman asked Feng Xin to open up the joints of the patrol camp and the city defense camp, and let in a few batches of private goods, and the two became more and more intimate.
The businessman even bought a house next to Feng Xin's house, and even the courtyard wall in the middle was broken through, so he could come and go without any problems on weekdays.
But just as the oil was being mixed with honey, Su Xingfang, the magistrate of Wanping County, was suddenly taken over by Sun Shaozong and the Beizhen Fusi!
Feng Xin felt that the situation was not right at the time - if it was just ordinary corruption, it should have been handled by Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Court. How could it be related to Beizhen Fusi
He was uneasy, so he asked the relationship to inquire in every possible way.
However, based on Feng Xin's personal connections alone, it was difficult to find out the clues. In the end, he used the name of Sun Shaozong's old clan to get some hints and learned that Su Xingfang was actually a spy of the White Lotus Sect in the capital.
To the Feng family, this news is really like five thunders!
Although Feng Xin was not considered extremely smart, he had also experienced it in the officialdom. After checking this with his own recent encounters, he guessed that the fire at the beginning was mostly the work of the White Lotus Sect.
And their purpose of spending so much trouble is naturally to pull themselves into the thief boat of the White Lotus Sect!
At the moment, he was both afraid and happy, and he was afraid that he almost fell into this bottomless pit;
Fortunately, Su Xingfang was exposed early enough, and he was exposed by his old boss, Sun Shaozong, otherwise, he would not be able to get rid of the relationship if he was trapped deeper.
That night, he secretly ambush people, and then invited the businessman next door to his home, ready to ask a few questions, and then escorted him to Dali Temple for justice.
The reason why he did not report to the official in advance, but chose to win the other party and then send it to Dali Temple, naturally hoped that Sun Shaozong could help and cover up the smuggling between the two partners.
Unexpectedly, before Feng Xin spoke, the businessman took the initiative to reveal the background of the White Lotus Sect, and then stated that the ginseng tea given to Feng Xin and his son a few days ago was actually mixed with some chronic poisons. Both are going to die.
At that time, Feng Xin wished he could devour each other alive.
But he was the master of his life, so he had to hide it in fear, and secretly sought out a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment, intending to find a way to detoxify first, and then turn against the White Lotus Sect.
But before he could find out what happened, the court suddenly ordered him to follow Sun Shaozong to Liaodong.
Feng Xin was overjoyed at the time. He asked for the antidote for half a year, and then secretly took one out and asked someone to study and counterfeit it.
He thought that when he came back from Liaodong, the antidote should be almost imitated. At that time, he did not continue to be deeply involved in it, and he could have revenge and revenge.
Who would have thought that God would make fun of people like this, and when he arrived in this bitter and cold place in Liaodong, he still couldn't escape the palm of the White Lotus Sect!
When Feng Xin checked the post a few days ago, when he saw a man who looked like a Han slave and typed the code of the White Lotus Sect, his heartbeat almost stopped, but he had to quietly contact the other party.
Only then did the previous communication and secret talks with today's mean streets.
The book is back to normal.
But he said that after Zhang Xiucai and Feng Xin met, he teased a few words in person, and waited for the accomplices outside to send a signal of safety, and then took Feng Xin out of the alley and into a carriage full of sheepish smells. .
Feng Xin covered his nose and said in a sullen voice, "I don't know what's going on with me, why didn't I make it clear in the alley?"
After a pause, he said in a hurry: "Let's talk about it first, if you want to harm Master Sun, I can't help you at all!"
Zhang Xiucai also covered his nose and smiled: "Feng Xiangzhu is really a man of loyalty."
"Fucking loyalty!"
Feng Xin snorted and said, "I don't understand why I cherish my life, do you understand?! If Master Sun is really easy to deal with, can your White Lotus Sect lose so many people? Jin's strange sword has been chopped off early!"
As he said that, Feng Xin's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he didn't care about Zhang Cong anymore. He stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car to a corner, peeked out for a while, and then cried out: "This... Isn't this the way out of the city?! "
"Yes, it's the way out of the city."
With difficulty, Zhang Cong took out a set of fluffy clothes from under his buttocks, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Feng Xiangzhu, please put on this set of clothes first."
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Feng Xin refused to reach out to pick it up. Instead, he moved out vigilantly and said with a stern voice, "I can warn you, if I stay outside for a long time, it will be difficult to explain when I return to the post house!"
Obviously, the people from the White Lotus Sect did not reveal their specific plans to him before.
Seeing that he refused to take those clothes, Zhang Cong was not in a hurry. He took out another set of fattened and wider clothes, and tried to put them on himself.
Seeing that the fat man refused to speak clearly, Feng Xin frowned and looked at him. He didn't know how many thoughts he had in his heart. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened: "You... Are you dressed as a Mongolian?"
"Of course."
Zhang Cong took the time to smile at him: "If you want to enter or leave this Jianzhou City, it is naturally the most convenient way to pretend to be a Mongolian."
"Joke! Just pretending like this, you want to hide from those Tartars..."
Feng Xin was waiting for a few words of cynicism, but the carriage suddenly stopped, and after a while, it resumed its journey.
Feeling that there was something strange outside the car, Feng Xin subconsciously lifted the curtain of the car, and saw that the driver in front had changed to a genuine Mongolian!
Not only that, but there were also six or seven Mongolian cavalrymen with bows and knives on the front and back of the carriage.
Seeing this, Feng Xin couldn't help but blurt out: "The Mongolians who were sent to death outside the city before were instigated by you..."
"Shh!"
Zhang Xiucai hurriedly made a silent gesture, then pointed to the outside and whispered, "The one outside, maybe he can understand what we Han people say."
Saying that, he handed over the Mongolian clothes again, signaling Feng Xin to put them on quickly.
Feng Xin hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't dare to go against his will, and hung up the sheepskin jacket and wide felt hat with a sullen head.
After finishing everything together, he opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Zhang, I don't know Bai... I don't know what the Holy Church wants me to do?"
However, Zhang Cong refused to speak.
Without any other choice, Feng Xin had no choice but to keep silent.
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There was nothing to say all the way, because it was a serious Mongolian head, and the relationship between Tashi and Houjin was at the most sensitive time, so the group was barely checked, and they left Jianzhou City easily.
But when he was outside the city of Jianzhou, Zhang Congming was relieved, and he no longer avoided answering Feng Xin's questions.
First, I briefly described the plan, and then patted the D-cup breasts again, and assured: "Master Feng Xiang can rest assured, as long as Xingcheng's troops move, I will order people to go to the capital to pick up your family, and then we will be looking for If you have a chance to escape, the Feng family will be able to reunite with the family in the northwest."
"If I'm out of business."
Feng Xin sneered: "I'm afraid you are going to send an order to the capital and take the lives of my whole family?"
Zhang Cong smiled slightly: "I think Master Feng Xiang will not disappoint me."
Feng Xin sneered a few times again, and then lifted the curtain to look out, but saw that the carriage, front and rear, left and right, had already changed a group of people, each carrying a long and short weapon, full of grassy atmosphere, you can see at a glance. He is the elite of the White Lotus Sect.
"It seems that I have to obey."
Feng Xin sighed, but Zhang Cong next to him didn't say a word, apparently tacitly acquiescing to what he said.
The two fell silent again. Feng Xin was probably aggrieved in his heart. He kept looking at the situation outside through the curtain, without even looking at Zhang Cong.
Zhang Cong didn't care about him. Since Feng Xin left without saying goodbye, most of the people surnamed Sun would only suspect that something happened to him, and he would never find him out of the city so quickly.
"Stop, stop!"
At this moment, Feng Xin suddenly shouted: "I'm really uncomfortable, I have to get out of the car and let the water go!"
Hearing this, the driver of the car had no choice but to turn around and ask for instructions: "Mr. Zhang, look..."
Before Zhang Cong could speak, Feng Xin said angrily, "I'm just urinating in the middle of the road, and you guys are staring at me. Are you afraid that I won't run away?"
Zhang Cong was still a little wary at first, but after hearing this, it would be difficult to refuse Feng Xin's request, so he probed and instructed, "Stop for a while, and let Master Feng Xiang help us run the wheels."
This was knocked to death, so Feng Xin could not leave the carriage.
There was a roar of laughter outside, but Feng Xin was not annoyed, he got out of the car, and while everyone was staring at him, he turned his back and pointed at the wheel, while unbuttoning his belt, he asked loudly, "Mr. "
"No need."
Zhang Cong refused at first, but then he felt that something was not right, but he couldn't say what was wrong for a while.
"Yes, you are a big man of the Holy Religion, naturally and our little... let go of arrows, let go of arrows!"
Suddenly, Feng Xin shouted loudly, and then he got under the car!
not good!
Zhang Cong finally reacted at this time. Feng Xin was so close, why did he need to shout
It seems that Feng Xin is clearly shouting to others!
However, even if he reacted at this time, it was already too late, and he saw dozens of figures rising up in the snow not far away, and the bow and crossbow in his hand was a shot!
Immediately after, another Ang Zang big man came running wild with a giant sword, but who else could it be if it wasn't Sun Shaozong