During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.Where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.Before dawn, a jar of plum brew was placed on the table, the red seal was opened, and the strong aroma of wine overflowed, attracting several people who were hungry for wine to gather around the table in a daze.This plum brew was made by Begonia himself, and it was originally buried in the plum blossom forest in the east garden of the Xijiao Pavilion.Later, the pavilion was burned down, and the plum blossom forest in the east garden was also burned into charcoal, and the ten jars of plum brew buried deep in the soil were unharmed.Liu Erniang moved freely, and would not attract the surveillance of spies from various prefectures, so she easily dug up many buried jars of wine from the ruined and rubble pavilion, including plum brewing from the plum blossom forest in the East Garden.When he got up in the morning, Zhuge Yi saw the old housekeeper Abel holding a jar of plums stuffed in.Although she knew that she secretly brewed a lot of fruit wine, this jar was never sent by her personally.Ling Eighteen closed her eyes and sniffed for a while, and praised: "Sister Begonia's wine is getting better and better, and when she comes back, she will definitely ask for a few jars to go home and taste them." ”At the mention of Begonia, Qin Wu, Leng Yan and Qianye all had cold faces, and the wordless son clenched his fists and coughed.Zhuge Yi finished changing his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, and when he saw them around the wine jar, he peeked at each other with embarrassed expressions, and knew what they had just said."
She's at Moh's Grange, crazy.""
Crazy?"
The wordless boy was stunned, the people he sent out sent out did not say that Haitang was crazy, only that she was sent to the Mo Clan Grange outside the town by the Mo patriarch, and as for the injury, she couldn't find out.Zhuge Yi reglued the red paper of the sealed altar and said, "I will go to the Porcelain Source Hall to participate in the sacrifice, and you will continue to put pressure on the business of the Mo family and the Wu family, and steal at least half of the business." ”Ling Eighteen sighed lightly and said, "Ah Yi, you said it was too late.With the strength of the three of us, seventy percent of them were snatched three days ago.Half of the business of Mo's Gongzhong was robbed, and sixty percent of Wu's business was robbed.As for their private property, nearly forty percent of it has fallen into our hands. ”The wordless boy mocked: "Alas!
Thinking about it, Patriarch Mo and Patriarch Wu never expected that they would not only not benefit from kidnapping the Begonia girl, but would come to a catastrophe.It can be seen that they are dying of old age, and there is nothing to be afraid of. ”Qin Wu asked, "When will we save her?"
”"Tomorrow."
Zhuge Yi looked at the hour clock on the wall, got up and straightened his robe, and said, "The sacrifice is about to begin, go first." ”"Brother Zhuge , don't be soft on them."
The wordless boy smiled, he hadn't seen the old bastards of the eight clans bow down to anyone for a long time, but it was a pity that he couldn't enter the porcelain source hall to see it with his own eyes.Leng Yan and Qianye exchanged glances and left together.Since they knew that Li Haitang was hiding in Mo's Grange, although Zhuge Yi did not allow them to rescue them, they could hide in the dark to protect them.Ling 18 looked at the wine jar helplessly and said, "Let's act too."
The remaining small businesses are too scattered and go their separate ways. ”"Okay."
The wordless boy left with a smile, he was not interested in the scattered small households, but he was still very interested in forcing the Mo patriarch and the Wu patriarch to have no way out.Ling Eighteen and Qin Wu also rode away, in the opposite direction to Zhuge Yi's carriage - Ping'an Alley in the west of the town.When Zhuge Yi's carriage stopped outside the door of the Porcelain Source Hall, there was a lot of noise and complaints in the front yard of the Porcelain Source Hall.Standing on the carriage and looking from a distance, the front yard was full of people.There was a quarrel between the Wu patriarch and Li Erye in the crowd, and the names of "Feng Xiannu" and "Li Haitang" were brought out several times in the words."
Painter Zhuge has arrived."
A young man standing at the end of the crowd suddenly looked back and saw Zhuge Yi in a white robe and frost-haired shawl, and boldly roared to remind the two people who were scolding in the center of the crowd."
Uncle Zhuge Zi, do you still have a face?
What kind of thing are you, you dare to participate in the Qingming Ancestor Worship of our Eight Great Clans.Get out!
Get the hell out of here!
”The Wu patriarch pushed away the people who were in the way, rushed towards Zhuge Yi with a limp, and raised his fist to hit him."
You dare!"
Second Master Li scolded angrily, reached out and clenched the fist of the Wu patriarch to prevent him from hurting Zhuge Yi."
Get out of here!"
The Wu patriarch lifted the injured leg that had just healed and kicked the calf and stomach of Second Master Li, struggling to shake off Second Master Li's hand.Zhuge Yi looked coldly at the Wu patriarch going crazy, the second master Li was angry, and the people around him had different expressions.Accustomed to seeing the ugliness and hypocrisy of the lords in power of the eight major clans, the clansmen of the eight major clans do not have many kind people.Except, of course, his most beloved little girl.Patriarch Mo pushed through the layers of crowds and came to Zhuge Yi, and said unhappily: "Yansheng Hall has not been rebuilt after it was burned down, and the clansmen of the eight major clans have discussed moving the gods of the ancestors of the past dynasties to the west side of the Porcelain Source Hall for worship.Zhuge painters who are not members of the eight clans are forbidden to enter to worship. ”"Patriarch Mo hands over the begonia, and I will leave."
Zhuge Yi raised his head and confronted the Mo patriarch, shocking everyone.In their eyes, the Zhuge painter is gentle and elegant, handsome and peerless, and he has been a fairy boy since he appeared in Ciyu Town five years ago.He never behaved badly with the people of the Eight Great Clans, and the smile on his lips was the deepest fascination he left for people.The smile that is branded in people's hearts is only available to the gods and him, and the smile that others imitate is Dong Shi's imitation.In front of him, the confrontation with Patriarch Mo did not lose momentum, and people realized that Wen Run Gongzi was not a soft-boned and amorous teenager.Hidden under his beautiful smile was an imperial temperament that they had never seen before.How could the patriarch of the Mo clan, who is the head of the eight clans, be defeated by a frivolous teenager?
He pretended to be calm, and even if he exposed the secret of his imprisonment of Li Haitang to his face, he still denied it unhurriedly."
Feng Xiannu's mysterious disappearance has something to do with the Jianghu people.Zhuge painter is familiar with Qin Wuye of Qishan, and hopes to ask Qin Wuye to help find it. ”Patriarch Mo bowed and begged each other, with the demeanor of the lord of everyone.Putting the responsibility of finding people on Zhuge Yi must not arouse the suspicion of the clansmen of the eight major clans that Zhuge Yi deliberately did not look for Feng Xiannu, deliberately ran to make things difficult for Patriarch Mo, and even Feng Xiannu was taken away by the Jianghu people and related to Zhuge Yi."
Patriarch Mo is right, I should ask Fifth Master Qin for help."
The Wu patriarch stood up and echoed the voice, adding to Zhuge Yi was what he was most willing to do.Recently, Ling Ye, Qin Wuye and Wordless Gongzi have joined forces to grab the business of the Mo family and the Wu family, and they have lost most of their belongings.If you continue to make trouble, I'm afraid that the Mo clan and the Wu clan will be destroyed in their hands.Zhuge Yi glanced at the patriarch of Wu coldly and asked: "The ancestors of the eight major clans need to be burned with their ancestors, and if you don't see your ancestors today, aren't you afraid that the ancestors of the eight clans will be angry?"
”The Wu patriarch said disdainfully: "Uncle Zhuge Zi, how can you, a foreigner, take care of the affairs of our eight clans?"
Without Li Haitang, can't we re-elect a Fengxian daughter?
”"Pick one more?
Who?
”Zhuge Yilong's eyes burst into coldness, as long as the Wu patriarch dared to say who the new Feng Xian daughter was, he would not give up.Before he knew that danger was coming, the Wu patriarch said proudly: "Who else could it be?"
Of course, we are the Feng Xian daughter of our Wu clan, and I have discussed with several patriarchs and old brothers to appoint my third brother's concubine Yinling as the new Wu clan's Feng Xian daughter.She is deeply favored by the Li family's Fengxian daughter, and it is also in accordance with the destiny of heaven to take over the position of Fengxian daughter. ”"Oh, who should I be?"
Zhuge Yi scoffed, not that he looked down on Wu Yinling, but that Wu Yinling had no ability to assume the responsibility of serving the ancestors.An illegitimate daughter raised by a jade lady in a foreign house, only a bold but resourceless woman, will eventually be manipulated by the Wu patriarch and others.Moreover, the Jade Lady was sent to Yanxia Town by Begonia, and they were kind to their mother and daughter, and Wu Yinling would definitely not betray Begonia.Zhuge Yi deliberately asked in a loud voice: "Patriarch Wu, you and Patriarch Mo have joined forces to make so many things, haven't you ever thought about what happened if one day turned against each other?"
”"Brother Mo and I are like brothers, how can we turn against each other?"
The Wu patriarch retorted proudly and gave the Mo patriarch a "believe you" look.Patriarch Mo frowned and stared at Zhuge Yi vigilantly, vaguely feeling that he had come prepared, and he was by no means just forcing Li Haitang to find his whereabouts.() Glory to the end