Seeing Qin Zhou's face full of begging for answers, Zheng Ji replied: "I have my own intentions, just keep an eye on him."
After thinking about it, she added: "The Anlehou Mansion is not as simple as it appears. Their guards are no less than the guards in the palace. Don't be careless."
She had lived there for two years and couldn't say she was familiar with it.
This was certainly the reason why she didn't pay attention to everything at the time, but more importantly, the Anlehou Mansion itself seemed to be covered with a veil, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
This is even more true for Song Qiyan, the Marquis of Anle, who is inconspicuous to this person.
She remembered deeply that, except for Song Zan, whom she deliberately kept, Song Qiyan was the one who lived the longest in the Song family.
In her previous life, she spent a lot of effort to find Song Qiyan and kill him.
At that time, she just wanted to uproot the Anlehou Mansion. In her eyes, these people deserved to die anyway, so she didn't think about it deeply.
Now, she doesn't think so.
Obviously, someone secretly protected Song Qiyan in his previous life. Who was this person?
The Song family also behaves in many strange ways.
With Song Zan's talents and reputation, if he were to enter the imperial examination, it would be indispensable to pass the third prize. However, Song Zan never failed once.
He has already reached his prime, and there is no such thing as being young and deliberately holding back to become a blockbuster.
Instead, they chose the path of Lord Shang, hoping to achieve success in one step.
This approach is actually not in line with the Song family's pursuit of official career.
After all, he is only on the fifth rank, which is already a high-ranking official to ordinary people, but Anlehou Mansion is a home of nobles, which is very different.
There is also the attendant Wen Yu who was with Song Zan that day. In his previous life, he was with Song Qiyan, the Marquis of Anle.
She also saw that Wen Yu could influence Song Zan's actions.
It should be said that Song Zan came to the Princess Changding Mansion to seek an audience and went to Fengan Tower to please her, all because of Song Qiyan's instructions.
She was much more familiar with Song Zan than Song Qiyan because they had played against each other too many times.
Under such circumstances, if she didn't keep an eye on Song Qiyan, why should she keep an eye on Song Zan?
"Yes, Your Highness, I understand." Qin Zhou responded, putting away the trace of arrogance.
He knew very well how much things could be done with how much money he gave. His Highness gave him so much extra money, which meant that this matter was not easy.
He will definitely work hard and keep an eye on Anlehou with all his energy, and make sure that His Highness feels that this reward of money is a good deal.
"Go, be careful." Zheng Ji waved his hand and said to Qin Zhou.
Qin Zhou responded to the order and was about to turn around and leave when he was stopped by Zheng Ji again.
He waited for a while, but still didn't hear her order, so he asked for instructions: "Your Highness, it depends on the order!"
Zheng Ji originally wanted to ask Qin Zhou if he knew about the Taifu's youngest son, but thought about it and gave up.
First, he was afraid that Qin Zhou would disturb Feng Ju, and second, he didn't want to expose himself.
With Qin Zhou's ability, it is absolutely impossible to escape from Master Peach Blossom Wei Yan.
If Wei Yan chases her back, she will definitely be implicated.
Now she is not familiar with Feng Ju.
So, she changed the question and said, "Chief Qin, do you know Bai Yunman?"
What's so special about the teahouse that Fengju walked into? She really wanted to know.
She had already planned a trip to Baiyunman, but she might as well learn more about it from other people.
Qin Zhou always knows more than Song Zan, right?
"Your Highness, there is a teahouse in Baiyunman, right next to Fengan Tower. I heard that there is a tea-flavored bamboo shoot dish there that is very delicious, but I have never tasted it."
He has a sick wife and a large family to support, so he can't afford to eat in an outside restaurant!
Hearing what he said, Zheng Jifeng's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but laugh.
It turns out that Baiyun is full of tea-scented bamboo shoots!
In this way, she knew why Fengju chose Baiyunman over Ganlou.
Fengju likes to eat bamboo shoots the most. He likes to eat them in all kinds of ways and never gets tired of eating them.
It turns out that this was what Fengju was like when he was still very young.
For a moment, Zheng Ji's heart seemed to be filled with something, both satisfied and happy.
From the few words of others, she glimpsed the similarities between the current Fengju and the later Fengju, as if there was a line connecting the past life with this life.
Feng Ju is still the same Feng Ju, some things have never changed.
This gave her infinite courage and confidence, driving her to keep getting closer to Fengju.
Feng Ju, as long as she thinks of him, she will be filled with joy.
Fengju likes to eat bamboo shoots so much, but it’s a pity that bamboo shoots can be found everywhere. Everyone can dig them up and eat the best and freshest ones.
Even if she wanted to take the opportunity to show her courtesy to the Taifu Mansion, she couldn't do anything about it.
But... there is still Bai Yunman.
She had to go there often, and she would definitely meet Feng Ju.
She would not do anything like breaking into Tai Tu's house at night for the time being.
If she does it again, she will definitely be caught by Wei Yan, unless she can practice the secrets taught by Feng Ju to the peak.
But this cannot be done overnight, it will take a long time.
When she thought of Du Fengju, her longing spread from the bottom of her heart and was unstoppable.
She couldn't bear to see Fengju after such a long time.
Is there any way to see Feng Ju from time to time without arousing his suspicion?
She needs to think about it carefully...
Du Fengju, who was missed by her, was actually thinking of her too.
To be more precise, I was thinking about the person who broke into the Tai Fu's house that night.
For several days, he and Wei Yan were searching for clues about this person.
Wei Yan had fought with this person before and smelled the fishy smell on his body, so he focused on the fish stall in Jingzhao restaurant.
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
"There's no need to investigate. This person came prepared. I'm afraid the fishy smell is just a cover." Du Fengju said.
He had actually thought of this possibility for a long time, but Wei Yan did smell it, so he checked it out.
If there are traces, of course it would be best; if not, then change the direction of tracing.
That man understood his adoptive father's martial arts skills, and he would find this man no matter what.
He thought for a moment and then ordered: "Ling Henglou to check all the people who study martial arts in Jingzhao, especially the young people."
"Yes, sir."
Wei Yan also knew that nothing could be found, but the man was using Master Lu's martial arts skills, which made him unable to wait and see.
Pei Yanshan listened on the side and couldn't help but ask: "Master, do the young people collected by Henglou include young girls?"
Du Fengju glanced at him and said clearly: "What do you want to say is Princess Changding?"
"Yes. My subordinates always feel that she picks up flowers too fast." Pei Yanshan replied.
For a person like him, timely warning is the most basic thing. However, when he noticed Princess Changding's intention, she had already completed her actions.
This made Pei Yanshan feel horrified: Princess Changding was picking flowers from the young master's shoulder. What if she had a knife in her hand?
No matter what, this person cannot be ignored!
"In that case, let's include Princess Changding among them." Du Fengju nodded and made a decision.
He didn't think Princess Changding had that kind of ability, but there were many people with strong martial arts around her, so she could test it out.
Du Fengju did not expect that he would see Princess Changding again so soon.
