After leaving, whether he went to seek refuge with the princes or to report to Li Hao, Zhan Changfeng didn't care. He secretly left the imperial city with the remaining hundreds of people and headed for Yizhou.
Along the way, Jiang Wei hesitated to speak and secretly teased Lingsi - the other secret guards usually stayed hidden, but Lingsi remained in the open as a personal guard, "Your Highness, has he really met an immortal?"
Lingsi was enigmatic, "Let's see if His Highness is handsome and powerful."
Jiang Wei couldn't lie, "Jun, awesome."
"That's what the Immortal consecrated!" Ling Si's faction was so proud that Zhan Changfeng couldn't help but seal his ears.
But Jiang Wei really believed it, and the envious and fearful look in her eyes made her feel a little subtle.
Lingsi's words are as ridiculous as hers, and some people believe them, so even more people will believe her words.
Thinking of this, Zhan Changfeng felt a little happy.
During their trip to Yizhou, a rumor grew among the people.
When they arrived in Yizhou, they sat in the teahouse and listened to the people at the next few tables discussing something secretly and excitedly.
"It is said that Duke An Guo forced the emperor and prince to death and wanted to rebel."
"No, who doesn't know that the current little emperor is his son."
"I heard that the prince escaped."
"Yes, yes, the prince himself said that the world will be in chaos and that the real emperor is in the southeast."
"Who is coming from the southeast? Quanyao County Governor Wu Zimao. Donglin Marquis Xu Yishan, how many people are there?"
"General Zhengnan can be considered from the southeast, and he is still the Empress."
"Hey, what are you talking about? Didn't you say that the prince killed the emperor and was forced to abscond?"
"The prince is only nine years old. How can he control the court by killing the emperor? Besides, what reason does the prince have to kill the emperor? Only those ministers who only know how to beep blindly believe it."
"Don't believe it. Isn't this a little emperor who has appeared? He still has the imperial edict of the late emperor in his hand. Maybe the late emperor wants to change the throne to a prince, which makes people angry."
Jiang Wei was furious after hearing this, and was about to pull out the knife. Zhan Changfeng flicked the tea cup, and a drop of water flew out and hit the back of his hand, causing him to loosen his grip on the handle in pain.
"Quiet." She said calmly.
Jiang Wei touched the red mark on the back of his hand and did not dare to say anything. He just whispered: "Don't listen to their nonsense."
That thief Li dared to kill the king but did not dare to usurp the throne. He also created a fake imperial decree and a fake emperor. It is really disgusting.
After the incident, he had been following the prince to kill enemies, and he also watched the emperor pass the imperial sword to her. If it wasn't to dispel her thoughts of martyrdom for the country, how could the emperor take the emperor's sword back and drive her away.
In Jiang Wei's heart, no one can be called an emperor except the emperor and the prince.
"Right and wrong are not important." Mastering right and wrong is the key.
Zhan Changfeng picked up a piece of pastry and looked at Jiang Wei expressionlessly, "Jiang Sheng, this place is of no benefit to you."
At this moment, Jiang Wei was wearing pink silk and satin, with gold rings and jade rings on his fingers, and his face was powdered. Zhan Changfeng's team of twenty sergeants were also standing behind him in guard clothes.
Bright and eye-catching.
Zhan Changfeng, on the other hand, is dressed in a black Taoist uniform, with white eyebrows, white beard, and white hair. She originally had a deep demeanor that was different from her age, but she really calmed down with this look, like a child-like face, crane hair, and a fairy-like outsider.
Jiang Wei endured the awkwardness and want to laugh, slammed the table, said angrily and anxiously, "You are lying to me."
These two people are really eye-catching. When they first entered the teahouse, they shocked the guests into silence. Then they slowly lost their attention. Now Jiang Wei raised his voice and easily attracted everyone's attention.
Then I heard the weird Taoist say unhurriedly, "Your ancestors have sinned too much, their descendants are not blessed, and they died so young. It is not easy for you to live to such an old age, but it ends here. As for the bad karma, Manpower can no longer stop it. We can only use the right time and place to suppress it, but Feng Shui doesn't work here, so let's look again."
Most people with their ears pricked up couldn't hear clearly what she said. They just felt that there was an inexplicable rhythm in the voice, which made people believe it.
Jiang Wei suppressed his blush and wanted to refute but couldn't, "But I've searched for more than a dozen counties. Can you give me an accurate number? I don't want to die."
"Who can blame you? There is no place that can hold down the coffin board of your ancestors." Zhan Changfeng took a bite of the cake slowly and then put it down in disgust, "Let's go and take a look."
Zhan Changfeng held a compass in his hand and led a group of people to wander around the street. At first glance, he looked so majestic that he attracted passers-by to watch, and many good people followed closely to give advice and guesses.
From morning to evening, from the east of the city to the west, from the city to the suburbs, no matter how leisurely people were, they couldn't stand it anymore and left one by one after spitting. In the end, only a few idle street gangsters were left.
Li San was always idle, and when he had no money in his pocket, he would cheat someone from the East and another from the West to cheat a small amount of money.
At this moment, he stared at the rings on the fingers of the wealthy local Jiang Wei and swallowed his saliva, but he was too timid to speak to the bulky guards.
When the cold wind blew in the suburbs, the Banla mansion loomed behind the trees. His eyes suddenly lit up, he patted his friend on the shoulder and laughed wildly, "Look at that stupid rich man."
As soon as the fox friend showed a puzzled expression, his shoulder was squeezed hard.
Li San glanced at the mansion, and his friend suddenly understood and said hurriedly: "The rich people these days are stupid and have too much money. I'm afraid they are being cheated and they are helping to count the money!"
"Hoho, it's a small thing to lose money, but I'm afraid I'll lose my life too!"
Li San's ridicule attracted angry looks from the guards. The spirit of hard work made him feel frightened and his legs became a little weak.
But as a liar, he still has professional qualities. He maintains a perfectly sarcastic expression on his face. He can be as calm as he wants, just waiting for the rich man to take the bait.
Sure enough, the rich man asked: "Brother, what do you mean? Please tell me clearly!"
The rich man was dressed in silk, his face was powdered, and he was adorned with jewels. The only thing missing was the words "I am rich" written on his face. However, his words and deeds were crude, and his voice was full of violence, like a bandit who had come down from the mountain to change his clothes.
No matter how hard you try, you can't hide your nouveau riche temperament.
Li San secretly despised him, it was best to lie to such a person.
"This gentleman doesn't know something," he pointed to the house in the distance, "that is a famous haunted house in Yizhou. Over the past hundred years, sixteen families, with a population of 360, have lived there, and two hundred and four people have died. After ninety-eight, the rest either escaped or were disabled. When I saw this Taoist priest bringing you here, I was frightened and it felt so cold."
"That's right, don't be fooled!"
"We are not talking nonsense. You can find out if you just ask someone on the street."
Is there such a place?
Jiang Wei looked at Zhan Changfeng in confusion. This look was regarded as questioning by Li San. He struck while the iron was hot and said in a casual tone, "You have to be careful. If this Taoist priest is not a liar, he will take your life."
After Li San finished speaking, he whispered to the person next to him: "Look at Feng Shui and look at the cemetery. You have to ask Wong Tai Sin."
He glanced at the Taoist.
Zhan Changfeng shook his head, "Wrong, this is Ji's house."
hold head high?
It was true that Li San wanted to defraud money, but his words were not false either. It was truly a haunted house.
He stared at Zhan Changfeng and secretly admired him. Look, this is the highest level of deception, contradicting the facts, singing in a calm and calm manner.
Li San clicked his tongue twice and stopped trying to stop him.
Too much is not enough. After they suffer the losses of Zhaizi, they will launch Wong Tai Sin again, and the price will be higher.
