The people on the periphery were the first to hear the content of the announcement, and they all turned their heads in surprise. Then, it seemed like a gust of wind passed through the crowd, gradually spreading from the outside to the inside, causing fluctuations everywhere it passed.
Most of these people are in the disaster relief group that Feng Zhiwei summarized. Feng Zhiwei knew that many of them were employed by the Yan family, so he added the term of hired workers on purpose. In addition, there are many people in South China Sea who live long lives, and many families have elderly people over sixty. , the rewards for the elderly are especially generous, so the whole family will escort the elderly to go out to collect rice, grain and silver money for disaster relief. After a while, people around here will be empty.
The time and place are also limited, and when these people walk slowly to and from neighboring counties, the matter is over.
Good news always spreads very fast. By the time Lizheng finished walking around, everyone knew about it, and they looked at each other with surprised expressions.
This place is the old Lizheng of Jiujie Village, and the villagers all know him. Besides, no one dares to lie when talking about this kind of thing. Immediately, someone shouted: "Get the rice!"
With a shout, thousands of people responded, and besides, there was no movement inside after a stalemate for so long, and there was no sign of a violent attack on the ancestral hall. After being besieged and attacked for so long, the people inside were still calm, and everyone was a little impatient. Hearing this With a sound, he threw down the stick and stone in his hand, turned around and left.
Hulala scattered thousands of people, and some who came stopped hesitantly on the way, turned around and left when they heard the news.
After all, no matter how important things are, they are not as important as my own stomach. Besides, the ancestral hall has not been washed yet.
Feng Zhiwei watched from the tree, heaving a sigh of relief, the heart that had been suspended since hearing the news finally relaxed slightly.
This slack made her feel dizzy and almost fell off the tree. Gu Nanyi caught her with one hand, and looked at her with bright eyes shining behind the veil in puzzlement.
Fengzhi smiled and said, "The tree is really tall."
She quietly took her own pulse, then lowered her eyelashes.
Gu Nanyi turned his head, snapped his fingers suddenly, and shot out a handful of walnuts.
The walnuts flew out like rain, towards the rear of the dispersed crowd.
A man was crowded in the middle of the crowd, looking at the people who were gradually dispersing, his eyes showed anxiety, his sleeves were turned up, and a dagger gleamed in his palm.
He stabbed in the back of a man who was in a hurry to get rice grains!
Before the knife penetrated into the flesh, he had already opened his mouth and was about to yell, "Killer..."
But suddenly a yellow shadow flew over and hit his dagger with a bang, the dagger was folded in half, and the yellow thing fell to the ground, but it was a small walnut.
At the same time, voices sounded from all directions, "Catch the thief!" almost at the same time as his shout, abruptly covering up the sentence "Killer".
Several people suddenly squeezed to his side, and a malicious look flashed in the eyes of one of them first, grabbed his hand and bent it hard behind his back, and he fainted immediately with a click.
This incident happened in a short time, five times in a row, all five times were extinguished in an instant, the people really thought it was a thief, and left faster while touching their purses.
Thousands of people gradually dispersed.
The secret work belonging to the aristocratic family or the Chang family was captured.
Feng Zhi let out a long breath, showing a weary smile.
She has been worried that there are too many people, and if Xi Zuo stirs up inside, as long as there is any contact with Ning Yi's guards, it may be infinitely expanded until the trouble is out of control. Even if Ning Yi is safe, it will affect the whole body , being used by others to fan the flames, the consequences are unimaginable.
At the very least, she promised that Zhou Xizhong's work would never be done again. If she could not establish a shipping company, she would not be able to integrate and control the family, let alone integrate the South China Sea so that it would not be invaded by the Chang family.
She was a little surprised at first, why the subtle work failed to instigate success within several hours, when the crowd cleared up, she finally saw the situation ahead.
Outside the majestic Yan family ancestral hall, there are now several big trees piled up, blocking all directions of the ancestral hall. The shield army in the Chu king's guard put their shields on the trees to firmly block the scene inside.
As soon as Ning Yi found out that the people were incited to come, he immediately ordered to cut down the several century-old giant trees at the entrance of the ancestral hall to make a barrier, firmly blocking contact with the surrounding people.
In this case, it is impossible for someone with intentions to make use of inadvertent physical contact to cause trouble—across the tree that is ten feet wide!
If he hadn't made a prompt decision, there would be chaos before Feng Zhiwei.
In fact, Ning Yi can retreat in time when he finds the people surrounding him, but he chooses to stay in a dangerous place. Of course, there is a reason for believing that Feng Zhiwei can solve it, and more importantly, he does not intend to give in to the Yan family.
He didn't say anything about Feng Zhiwei's decision to protect Yan Huaishi, but he has fully proved his attitude with his own actions.
Feng Zhiwei got off the tree, feeling even more dizzy, and felt hot and cold by fits and starts, she forced a smile, and took a few steps away from Gu Nanyi.
In front of the giant tree, the guard saw her and pulled back the shield with a click.
Gu Nanyi came to pull her sleeves, wanting to fly her over the big tree, Feng Zhiwei stepped aside and said with a smile, "I'll do it myself."
She climbed up the big tree, walking briskly, waving her hands as she walked, the shield guards on both sides saw that she was completely different from her usual determination and seriousness today, so they didn't dare to come up to disturb her, and kept away from her.
She climbed up the tree, and the shield fanned out.
She saw the man behind the tree and in front of the shrine.
Among the layers of guards, the man was leaning against a tree, with a golden-red cloak of the King of Chu's guards under his body. He probably came out in a hurry. He only wore a moon-white casual gown with gold trim and a mandala embroidered with gold and black flowers. Luo's thin cloak, with light golden silk sash hanging down from his waist, interweaves with the red cloak below him to form a luxurious beauty.
He is playing chess.
In this crowded place, in a dangerous place, where he is forcing everyone to force him to surround him, where if he is not careful, a spark can start a prairie fire, he is playing chess with himself.
He leaned against the tree with a relaxed posture. In front of him was a temporarily cut wooden chessboard. The chess pieces were made of two kinds of leaves. One side was green and the other side was yellow. They fought against each other. He pursed his lips and "looked" at the chessboard intently. , probably thinking about how to use his green general to eat his yellow general.
Feng Zhiwei was condescending, looking at Ning Yi from a distance, the evening sunlight penetrated through the mottled leaves, and hit the tip of his eyebrows, his brows were graceful and solemn, and his long eyelashes drew a beautiful arc under his eyes, giving him a rare warm feeling. quiet.