"Brother Fu, what are you doing?"
As soon as Fu Zhang walked on the road, he bumped into a few acquaintances. He quickly turned away his dark eyes and pretended to be dull and saluted: "The master of the family asked me to go to the capital to deliver a message."
"That's it." Several people understood, and the emotion flashing in their eyes couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or sympathy. As a master worshiped by the family, he could only do some errands. It was ridiculous that Fu Zhangyi thought he was good.
"Since Brother Fu has important things to do, I can't delay you. Go as soon as possible." With that said, several people made way for the passage, and Father Fu thanked him and left.
Looking at Fu Zhangyi's leaving figure, one of them said: "Brother Fu is good at martial arts, but unfortunately his brain is not very bright. No wonder he is not reused by the family master. I'm afraid this will be the end of his life."
The other person shook his head and said: "I don't think so. Although the master of the house does not treat him differently, don't forget that the young master likes him very much. His good days are still to come."
Several people talked to each other, and the topic was over. After all, a villain like Fu Zhangyi was not worthy of their concern.
After chatting for a while, the man looked more serious and said in a deep tone: "By the way, Lin Jia has been away for a little while, right? Why is there no news yet?"
"I don't know about this matter, but it is indeed strange," another person said with the same frown: "Lin Jia is doing things for the head of the family, which brings the name of the Shangguan family. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't buy it? There has been no such thing in these days. The news is really weird."
"Could it be that we are in trouble?" Another person asked worriedly: "Our family is not in the Jianghu. Those who are on the right path want to have some face and will not embarrass us, but the devil's path is hard to say."
This person's words reminded several others of the conflict between them and the Xuantian Sect a while ago, and their expressions were not very good for a while.
After a while, the man said again: "We are just worried here. Lin Jia is very powerful in martial arts. Maybe this time it is just because of the long distance that there is no news."
"That's right."
A few people nodded, and another person said with some embarrassment: "Guys, there is one more thing that I'm afraid you all need to worry about. Do you still remember Master Yushu of the Qingcheng Sect?"
"Master Yushu? Why hasn't he left yet?" One person asked curiously: "Is it possible that he still wants to take the person back?"
Speaking of which, this is also a confusing account. The young man Amao who was left by Le Zhili in Shangguan's home was begged by Jin Yiwei on one side, and on the other side the Qingcheng sect kept claiming that he was the old leader.
The Shangguan family was caught in a dilemma. They originally wanted to send people to the Jinyiwei to divert trouble to the east, but who would have thought that within two days, all the Jinyiwei in the eastern capital would disappear.
Since Ying Wushang, all the adults in charge have disappeared. The remaining general banners of a hundred households obviously cannot take over this hot potato on their own initiative.
So this person is considered to be in the hands of the Shangguan family. Hand it over. It will be difficult to deal with Jin Yiwei in the future, so don't hand it over. Master Yushu of the Qingcheng faction is tireless and comes to visit every day.
While they were talking, everyone looked at the middle-aged man with a mustache in the middle. He pinched his eyebrows and said, "That's all. I'm afraid we won't take care of you if you keep arresting people. Didn't you say that the boy is not in good health? Let Yu go first." Master Shu, please take it away."
Anyway, Jin Yiwei is not here, and when they come to ask for someone in the future, they will just say that the person was snatched away by the Qingcheng faction, so as not to be like this now.
Besides, he felt that Jin Yiwei might not come to visit him again for this matter. After all, everyone was not blind, and Ying Wushang was obviously here for Le Zhili. Once Madam left, Ying Qianhu might have forgotten about this boy. Finally.
"I'm going to tell the head of the family, you go check on that kid first. He shouldn't be hungry these days, right?" the mustache asked.
Another person curled his lips and said: "Don't worry, Lin Jia and his wife had a falling out. She didn't believe us, so she specially arranged for someone to take care of the boy before leaving. Oh, I don't know where I thought the boy was from my wife." Of."
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man with a mustache scolded in a low voice: "Who do you think you are, how dare you make such a joke!"
The man also realized something was wrong after he opened his mouth. He was scolded by the mustache, and his face turned red and white. He cupped his hands and stepped aside without saying anything more.
After the mustache man was angry, he was suddenly startled. He stared at the man with a pair of round eyes: "Wait a minute! What did you just say? The lady left someone to take care of the boy? Then you haven't seen that guy these days. Boy?"
Several people looked at each other and shook their heads. One of them said: "Since Madam has arranged the manpower, we have not taken care of it, but there will be people delivering meals every day, so it should be okay."
".follow me!"
The mustachioed man panicked, and he hurriedly led the people to the guest house. When the two maids at the door saw the menace of their group, their expressions suddenly changed, and they stood in front of the door and said sternly: "Please stop!"
The maid boldly stepped forward and said, "My lady has specifically told me that our little guest is not feeling well and it is not suitable to see outsiders. Please go back."
The mustached man looked at the panicked face of the maid, and the uneasiness in his heart quickly amplified. He said solemnly: "I just want to see how the boy looks. If you are worried, just let me go in and take a look."
"Husband, my wife gave instructions before leaving that no one is allowed to enter." The maid said bravely.
Now it was not just the mustache, but other masters were also suspicious. The maid had no choice but to find another way and said: "If you must go in, you must also get the owner's warrant, otherwise we will not dare to do it ourselves."
The maid's words angered all the masters, and one of them shouted sharply: "How dare you! How dare you, a servant, to pretend to be powerful in front of us?!"
The maid was so frightened by the other party that she backed away repeatedly, her eyes full of wavering.
However, the mustache man was in the excitement of the crowd and suddenly took a step back. He cupped his hands and said, "Since it is Madam's order, we naturally dare not be presumptuous."
The maid breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she was panicking, the mustache suddenly flew up and pushed the door open with a palm over her.
"Mr. Yu! You——!" The maid was so shocked by the other party's ungrateful behavior that her face turned pale.
But the mustache didn't care. Taking advantage of the maid's distraction, he immediately rushed into the room. He opened the curtain in front of the bed. The scene in front of him made his heart immediately sink to the bottom.
When the maid saw this scene, she fell to the ground with a pale face. The masters outside swarmed in and saw them all. In the empty room, there was not a single ghost on the bed.
"Where is the person?" The mustache looked at the maid and asked coldly.
The maid gritted her teeth and persisted for a moment, and finally collapsed under the angry eyes of the masters. She said tremblingly: "I was - taken away by Madam."
"What did you say!"
The mustache was stunned, and his teeth were sore for a while. He almost cursed out what was in his heart. At this moment, he really hoped that Lin Jia would come back. If the other party was still there, at least he wouldn't have to worry about such bad things.
(End of chapter)
