The first top lady

Black Plow Hall.

Before Wu Kunyi could chat with Song Yixuan for a few words, he heard a noisy sound coming from outside, which was very harsh.

She stopped talking, a look of annoyance appeared on her brows, she stood up and walked behind the screen, and saw two familiar figures walking in swaggeringly, one in front and one behind.

"Miss..." a young disciple spoke shamefully. He couldn't stop the two men at all.

"You go down first." Wu Kunyi did not blame him, but just looked angrily at the person who suddenly broke in.

"Kunyi, we don't have any other intentions. Now that the hall master is seriously ill, we just want to help deal with the affairs of the hall." The first person to speak was Zhang Qingdong, the deputy hall master of Heili Hall. He had a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, wore a pair of black silk glasses, and looked very dignified.

Wu Kunyi stood in the middle of the front hall of the reception room. The sunlight shone in from the door and fell right in front of her toes. She said coldly, "I am entertaining guests. I said I would send you the business of Heilitang after it is sorted out."

Shi Feng, one of the three elders of the Black Plow Hall, stood to the right of Zhang Qingdong, half a foot behind him, and said arrogantly, "You have been away from home for many years, so how can you understand the accounts of the Black Plow Hall? Just hand the things over to us intact, and you can save yourself the trip."

"My dad is just sick. You are pressing him step by step. Are you trying to rebel?" Wu Kunyi couldn't help but burst out.

Three days after she returned home, she was "interrogated" by Zhang Qingdong, Shi Feng, Hu Quan and Gao Youfa in turn for three days.

Hu Quan is also the deputy head of Heili Hall. He and Zhang Qingdong usually do not get along well, but they have both been eyeing the position of head of Wulang for a long time.

Gao Youfa has always been Wu Lang's attendant assistant and is deeply trusted by Wu Lang. However, from the very beginning, he has been Hu Quan's spy planted beside Wu Lang, monitoring Wu Lang's every move.

"That makes sense!" The man who came was Hu Quan. He was short and held up the hem of his long gown as he stepped over the threshold. "Deputy Hall Master Zhang is ambitious and his intentions are clear."

Zhang Qingdong laughed contemptuously and said, "It's really the thief crying thief! Doesn't Deputy Hall Master Hu want to take the position?"

I thought to myself: You old fool, aren’t you the same? How dare you talk about me?

Hu Quan said openly, "Me? I'm here to help my niece Kun Yi."

Wu Kun felt that his ears were defiling when he heard these extremely hypocritical words.

"Since everyone is here, let's talk together." Zhang Qingdong's hands never stopped moving. "By the way, what kind of guests did you meet? If they are not important, send them away first, so as not to delay our important event."

"Yes, Kunyi, now that the hall master is in a coma, we have to deal with the backlog of affairs in the hall as soon as possible," Shi Feng said as he walked behind the screen, "You should keep these bad friends for later..." Let's get together.

After seeing the two people drinking tea in the inner hall of the reception room, he was stunned for a moment, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Ms. Song, Miss Song?" A stream of sweat flowed from his hair, along his forehead and cheeks, and instantly slid to the ground, "... Master Jin... Why, why are you here?"

He suddenly felt that the living room was extremely hot and stuffy, and he felt a little breathless. He raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his face twice, but the sweat dripped even faster.

The missile was still stuck on the forbidden mountain. The sound of the missile circling and landing seemed to be right next to his ears at this moment. His heart trembled just thinking about it.

"Bad friends?" Guan Qian held the teacup in his hand and said in a low and cold voice, "Not important?" His cold and sharp eyes passed across Shi Feng's face like a knife.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Shi Feng's spine, which had just straightened up, had long since collapsed, and now his legs were also weakening. "I am blind and have disturbed the fun of you and Miss Song."

"Shi Feng, have they driven them away?" Zhang Qingdong was still standing in the same place. He couldn't see clearly what was happening behind the screen and was getting a little impatient waiting.

Shi Feng was trembling with fear. Even though he heard what Zhang Qingdong said, he didn't dare to respond.

He even said "drive away" directly. Isn't this trying to harm him?

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Hu Quan also became curious and walked towards the inner hall before Zhang Qingdong.

A few seconds later, Zhang Qingdong, Hu Quan and Shi Feng stood side by side at the entrance of the inner hall. They turned their heads to look at the people around them, not daring to speak rashly.

"This Wu Kunyi is really something. He insists on talking about some distinguished guest. Can't he just say who it is?" Zhang Qingdong complained in a low voice.

Hu Quan sneered, "And Shi Feng, he tricked us into this without saying a word. If he had given us a heads-up, would we still be standing here?"

Wu Kunyi walked in from the other side of the screen and glanced at the three people opposite with disdain.

What a bunch of bullies!

"Now that everyone is here, let's talk about it together." Guan Qian took a sip of tea, smiling.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingdong, who was playing with his Buddhist beads, unconsciously missed a bead.

He just said something similar. Obviously, Guan Qian said this on purpose. He probably wanted to tell them that he heard every word they said outside just now.

"Miss Song, Master Jin," Hu Quan said with a smile, "I have wanted to meet you for a long time. Kun Yi is really a fool. He invited Miss Song and Master Jin to visit Heili Hall without informing our two deputy hall masters. If we neglected you, wouldn't it be the fault of Heili Hall?"

When he mentioned the "two" deputy hall masters, he nudged Zhang Qingdong next to him with his elbow.

Zhang Qingdong understood immediately. No matter how they argued in private, they had now become comrades who helped each other. He agreed, "Yes, it is normal that my niece Kunyi has been away from home for many years and does not know the rules of the Forbidden City. I hope Miss Song and Master Jin will not blame my niece."

Song Yixuan leaned back in his chair with his arms folded, watching Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong singing the same tune, and found it very funny.

"As expected of the deputy head of the Black Plow Hall!" She sneered and sighed, "No one can match your ability to confuse right and wrong!"

"Ms. Song, you are joking. We..." Hu Quan said with a wry smile.

"Aren't you just trying to seize the girl's property because you see that she has no one to support her?" Song Yixuan interrupted and mercilessly exposed their true colors.

Zhang Qingdong wanted to explain, "Misunderstanding, we..."

"It's not like I'm old and my eyes are blurry!" Song Yixuan interrupted again, with an expression that said "Stop fooling me".

Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong, who were interrupted by Song Yixian, suppressed their resentment and left Heilitang with gritted teeth.

We finally have the opportunity to seize power, we can't give up halfway just because of Song Yixuan.

They are not willing to give in.

Wu Kunyi ordered someone to make tea again and bring snacks. Although Song Yixuan helped her out of the urgent situation, she knew in her heart that Zhang Qingdong and Hu Quan would never give up.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yixuan asked casually, "You don't have to tell me."

"Alas!" Wu Kun sighed heavily. She knew that Song Yixuan and Guan Qian were trustworthy people, so she confided in them, "My father sent me to live in Huangjinzhou when I was five years old. In order to prevent the grievances of Heilitang from involving me, we rarely contacted each other. Therefore, I don't know anything about Heilitang. But Heilitang is my father's hard work. Zhang Qingdong and Hu Quan want to take advantage of the opportunity to take Heilitang for themselves. I definitely can't agree."

"Originally, there were two elders standing on my side, helping to deal with the affairs of the hall. But I only met them once, and when I sent someone to invite them over the next day, I couldn't find them, and I didn't find out their whereabouts." Wu Kunyi suspected that Hu Quan and Zhang Qingdong did it, but she couldn't find any evidence.

"Miss Song, Master Jin, my father offended you two before. I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to you."

Wu Kunyi changed the topic so quickly that Song Yixuan didn't react for a moment. He only saw Wu Kunyi raise his head and drink a cup of tea very readily.

"It's just that I can't spare the time right now. When I have time in the future, I will come to your house in person to apologize." Wu Kun said.

Song Yixuan smiled and said nothing.

It was nice to deal with sincere people, but sometimes there were too many red tapes, which made her feel a little troublesome.

"Miss, this is bad! Miss," a disciple of the Black Plow Hall rushed in, shouting, "Miss..."

"What's wrong?" Wu Kun stood up, looking nervous.

"Master, Master, he vomited blood."

"What?" Wu Kunyi walked quickly to the screen, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Song Yixuan.

Song Yixuan supported his chin with one hand and waved at her lazily, indicating that she should go and get busy.

Faced with an urgent matter, Wu Kunyi could not care about anything else.