After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

The steward came out from the back door, put his hands on his stomach, lowered his head and waited without saying a word.

Zhan Yanfeng went back into the house to wash his hands, and then dried them slowly before turning back to ask, "Have you found out Nan Yin's identity?"

"Yes." The steward nodded and said yes, "Knowing that he came from Shengjing, it was much easier to investigate. Shengjing hasn't produced many talented people in recent years. When we asked about his superb medical skills and that he had returned from Zhixuan Mountain, we soon found out that he was the young master of the Xu family in Shengjing, Xu Chengjin. The Xu family is a wealthy family, the richest in the world, but no one has entered the government in recent years. This young master Xu is also a playboy. He has severed ties with the Xu family and built his own residence. However, his parents are still in the Xu family, and he can go back to visit them occasionally. These are all said by the people of Shengjing. I don't know whether they are true or not, but Xu Chengjin's identity must be correct."

The steward thought about what Hong Lan had said just now, and added, "We also found out that Xu Chengjin and Jinyiwei Commander Song Wenyuan are in the same boat. In this way, it makes sense that Xu Chengjin brought Song Wenyuan's wife up the mountain... Master, do you think the people from Shengjing came here for the "business" of Miss Jinsu and Sister Hong? If so, we should make plans early..."

Zhan Yanfeng paused, and stopped in front of the large bronze mirror in the room. He slowly tilted his head and looked at the few particularly obvious white hairs on his temples. He raised his eyes and ordered, "Come on, pull them out."

The steward sighed inwardly. The Third Elder has had more and more white hair recently. He had just plucked it a few days ago, but it has grown back again. After all, he is old enough to be a grandfather, but he refuses to admit his age and still thinks he is only in his forties. A while ago, he heard from somewhere that eating less meat can slow down aging, so he became a vegetarian every day and didn't touch any meat at all. He believed all these hearsays. Today he doesn't touch meat and eats a vegetarian every day. If he hears someone say that eating more pig's trotters can keep young forever tomorrow, I'm afraid there will only be pig's trotters on the dinner table.

This makes it difficult for the servants. Since their masters are unstable, it is difficult for them to serve them.

Zhan Yanfeng didn't know what the steward was thinking. He just tilted his head slightly and looked through the bronze mirror at the man plucking his white hair. He then slowly continued the previous topic, "You also said that it was a business between Jinsu and Hongjie'er. Jinsu is Yuan Ge's maid. Although Hongjie'er was my accountant for a while, I didn't have any dealings with her afterwards. What does their business have to do with us? Even if the court intends to target Zhixuanshan, it can't just accuse us casually."

The steward glanced at Zhan Yanfeng quickly, then quickly looked away. After pulling out the last white hair, he stepped back and lowered his head to wait.

Zhan Yanfeng tilted his head to look at her for a moment, making sure there was not a single white hair on her head. Then he stood up straight, shook his wide sleeves, and walked out calmly, "Let's go to the medicine garden to see what's going on...Sister Hong is coming down the mountain?"

"She did go down the mountain, but she probably didn't leave. She might still be living in the wooden house halfway up the mountain." The steward followed her out of the yard and lowered his voice even lower. "She has committed a crime now. It is safest for her to live in the wooden house."

"Send someone to keep an eye on her. If someone from the imperial court comes looking for her, don't let her say anything unnecessary."

The calm and gentle tone, the elegant face without any emotion, the manager suddenly felt a chill in his heart: the way to "stop people from talking nonsense" is naturally... He lowered his head more and more, his chin almost touching his chest, and said softly, "Yes. I understand." The Third Master, he has never been a truly gentle person. Zhixuan has three elders, the first elder is obsessed with martial arts, the second elder is addicted to money, and only this one looks the most pure and restrained, but it is also this one... heartless, cruel and ruthless.

The steward was still thinking about it and didn't notice that Zhan Yanfeng suddenly stopped. He almost bumped into him. In panic, he leaned back and took two or three steps back before he stabilized his body. When he looked up, he saw Zhan Yanfeng looking ahead in a trance and asked softly, "Are there any guests at Zhixuan Mountain today?"

The steward stretched his neck to look in that direction but saw nothing, so he shook his head and said "I don't know", and then said, "Maybe it's the villagers at the foot of the mountain." The villagers at the foot of the mountain have all received some favors, so every now and then they will send some chickens, ducks, fish and meat up the mountain. There are so many exchanges that the guards don't deliberately report it. Sometimes they just thank them and accept them, and sometimes they take them to the courtyard of the great elder to let them have a cup of tea and rest before sending them down the mountain.

Zhan Yanfeng also knew these things, but the man he just saw walking by had a slender figure and took big, brisk steps. From a distance, he seemed elegant and noble, and did not look like a farmer at the foot of the mountain at all.

She disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. Now thinking back, I feel that maybe I was mistaken... It can't be such a coincidence that the imperial soldiers chased after Hong Jie'er just as she went up the mountain? Zhan Yanfeng calmed down a little, said nothing more, and walked towards the medicine garden with his hands behind his back.

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In the medicine garden.

The dispute had reached a heated stage. Ma was a rough man. Although he was hospitable on weekdays, he was also straightforward and clear about what he loved and hated. Now he was sure that Nanyin and his gang were all villains from the Murong family with ulterior motives to occupy Zhixuan Mountain. Naturally, he shouted at the top of his voice and said unpleasant words to the utmost.

Even Feng Qingtan suffered an unexpected disaster.

"If you ask me!" Ma, with her sleeves rolled up and her hands on her waist, stretched her neck and yelled at Feng Qingtan, "We respected you in the past, but now you insist on saying that my second son is tired because of these immature boys and girls! How can we who eat from the same pot not know whether he is tired or not? Besides, it's New Year's Day, why can he be tired? Feng Qingtan, I heard that they are from the Murong family. Why, do you still want to help the Murong family? Aren't you afraid that the Great Elder will find out and blame you?"

"Or do you think that you can turn the tables on Zhixuan Mountain just by relying on these few people?"

She would hardly listen to any explanation. No matter how Feng Qingtan and Yuan Ge explained that they had nothing to do with the Murong family, she still insisted that "everyone in Zhixuan Mountain had already discovered Nan Yin's true identity, and also knew that the man who left on New Year's Eve was from the Murong family." After all, someone had indeed heard him called "Murong Yuxuan."

The world is so big that there are countless people with the surname Murong. Even though they would not associate this Murong with that Murong before, at this moment, even if this Murong is really not that Murong, Ma must insist that this Murong is that Murong!