Phoenix and Dragon

Seeing that Li Mingyuan's complexion was not good, Qin Feng suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind, and smiled lightly: "Master, you don't have to worry about this. Since you're here, you don't intend to let them have a happy and safe life."

Hearing this, Li Mingyuan's face darkened, and he remained silent.

Qin Feng still smiled, and gave Linjiang Fairy's back door a look: "My lord, let's go, the news of your going to the south of the Yangtze River will not be suppressed for a few days, and when they are prepared, they will not be able to catch it by surprise. Today All the idleness you spend here is in vain."

This makes sense.

Li Mingyuan was in charge of the imperial envoy in name, taking on the two indistinguishable tasks of settling the south of the Yangtze River and asking for money for Prince Su who was fighting the war.

The elder son went to Jiangling to have a look, even if he was tricked by Qin Feng with ulterior motives, he already understood that these two things are essentially the same thing.

The Shanhe Association wanted to be the lord who stole the country for others, and was full of scheming in the capital, and he was ruined in the capital, and now there are no trousers left.

Barefoot people are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Under such circumstances, this group of scourges simply attracts an army of barbarians from outside to the east. The old dier who had been hidden in the master's house for several generations sneaked out to shake it up, to see if he could still fight back against the Jedi.

No wonder some people say that to fight against the outside world, one must first secure the inside. At this time, the Jin Dynasty was like a piece of leaking porcelain, with a hole in the bottom, even if it was filled with the water of the entire Han River, it would all flow away.

Thinking of this, Shi Ziye, who was originally assigned a special task, suddenly became full of pride, ready to clean up this bunch of moths who don't know what to do.

Linjiang Xianjian is extraordinarily lavish, and it is far away from Mr. Wang's home in Liujia Village, which is "my home for three hundred miles." However, it is a land of love and moon, and it is much more careless than Mr. Wang's poor scholar. It is a bit refined and extravagant, and the layout is more delicate.

The front building facing the street of Linjiangxian is a teahouse, and one step further inside is a restaurant and a theater for listening to operas. Under three staggered three-storey buildings, there are terraces and pavilions, Yaochi blue waves, and the lake is far and near. All are painted boats and pavilions.

Qin Feng ordered someone to probe into Cai Ren's situation long ago, and Chen An reported back that Cai Ren's behavior was the same as usual, probably because he hadn't received the news of the fried pot from the capital.

After hearing this, Qin Feng laughed, and counting the time, even if the news from the capital did not arrive, it would be these two days. In order to avoid the time difference, he still took precautions and refused to talk directly to scare the snake.

Qin Feng and Shizi followed the original plan, and still pretended to be the troupe's troupe and boss, pretending to be a foreign troupe passing through here, and came to Jiangxian, the largest gold-selling cave, to try their luck and find work.

Qin Feng said that he didn't need Lan Cai, but Boss Lan insisted on making a fuss about things that didn't need him. He didn't know who he was holding his fire against, and before Qin Feng opened his mouth, he automatically sent him to Linjiang. The doorway in the fairy theater building.

Jiangling City has suffered from gods, ghosts and ghosts, even though the gang of officials, merchants and wealthy businessmen who are used to eating, drinking and having fun cannot give up spending time and money for this, but they are taboo after all, the people they choose and use only want one "own person", straight eyebrows No one else can get in.

The prince is full of arrogance and nobility brought out in Beijing, and it is really difficult for him to pretend to be the troupe leader. The prince has a good appearance, and when he smiles, he has a kind of naughty air that is unique to the stubborn master in the capital. It is a kind of heroic spirit with clear eyebrows and straight eyes, and it is the majesty of the sons and grandsons of dragons and emperors.

Although Qin Feng's proposal was intended to be teasing, it was indeed aimed at the heroic man whose eyebrows could not be mistaken. Cai Ren, a bastard, has unique tastes, so Nanfeng is unique, and I don't like The current popular little boy and his like love the proud scholar and quack—this coincides with the image of the son of the world.

I'm afraid it's useless for Shizi to put back the arrogance brought from his mother's womb, so he can only start with other outfits.

The eldest son was pointed out by Qin Jiuye to take off his shirt. Before he could shiver in the deep damp cold or become angry from embarrassment, he squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time. With a wave of his hand, he ordered someone to bring a suit. The half-worn coarse cloth gown, the original emerald-carved unicorn hairpin was also taken away in a hurry, and replaced with an unattractive ebony, and even the five-clawed dragon gold embroidered boots were also worn out. It was picked up by Qin Feng and replaced with a pair of poor black-faced cloth shoes. In order to look like that, they were deliberately worn out.

Don't listen to the nonsense of the tongue-rattling old men who say that a man looks good in anything, people rely on clothes to be the right way.

This sentence is ironic when it is applied to the son of the world, but it must be said in a straight line. Although the coarse linen clothes did not detract from his handsomeness in the slightest, his whole temperament has changed-from a dragon son who was born at the feet of the emperor, to a complete He turned into a down-and-out scholar living in a pear garden to make a living.

Desperation is despondency, but the original nobility of the son of the world is set off by the rough clothes, and the integrity and coldness of the whole body are set off. When he looked up, the sharpness in those red and phoenix eyes remained, which contrasted with the shabby appearance. Diametrically opposed.

Qin Feng was extremely satisfied with Li Mingyuan's attire. Shi Ziye's unique majesty, stuck between aloofness and wavyness, gave him a special charm.

Naturally, people who came to ask for a reward for their work could not go through the main entrance, so the two of them covered their faces one after the other, leaned over and quickly entered through the side entrance.

Li Mingyuan walked in front, and the garden paths were filled with the coldness of winter, the son didn't know where to go for a while, and was about to turn around to ask Qin Feng for the right way, when he saw Qin Feng following in a calm manner Behind him, he looked at him with a smile that made Shizi's hair stand on end.

Li Mingyuan: "..."

If it wasn't for the wrong place and the wrong time, Shizi would almost be called molestation.

Seeing that Li Mingyuan had the same expression, Qin Feng smiled as if he couldn't see him. He pointed out and sent Shi Ziye into the back door of the theater.At the back door of the opera building, there was only a young man serving tea and water. Li Mingyuan stepped forward to explain his purpose, was sized up by the young man, turned around and reported back to the person in charge here.

The man in charge seemed to be very busy. The boy had been in for a long time before he came in a hurry. He looked like a short, fat middle-aged man in his 40s, with two mustaches and a greasy face that looked like he had been washed with braised broth. Looking across the face, it was exceptionally rosy.

The flattering smile on his face hadn't dissipated completely, seeing that the person waiting outside the door was dressed in coarse linen clothes, even a bit more downcast than travel-stained, he immediately changed into a majestic demeanor and stood up to the two of them. In front of him: "You two are the friends introduced by the boss of Lantian Yulan? I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

When Shizi saw his face, if he didn't think his hands were greasy with the oil on his face, he would have pulled his big ear scraper away.

Qin Feng was used to this kind of scene, he cupped his hands and smiled, his brows and eyes were full of loveliness: "Don't dare, you poor actor, passing by Jiangling, I just asked your family to ask for an errand."

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he raised his eyes, his peach-blossom pupils were silent, soft and soft for a few years, he was stunned to use this braised pork oil as honey powder to wipe the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and it wasn't until Qin Feng called him again that he came back to his senses, showing a wretched smile: "What's the name of this boss?"

Qin Feng is easy to talk, just smiled: "Bucai's surname is Qin, and the single name is a long word."

"So it's Boss Qin." The shopkeeper smiled maliciously, but suddenly noticed the Shizi with cold eyes, and felt that the scholar's eyes were sharp and disgusting, so he frowned, "Who is this? "

The son of the world was serious, and said coldly: "Meng Dong."

This answer was as loud as a hailstone, and it hit the shopkeeper's face with his head, completely blinding the shopkeeper.

Qin Feng hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "This is my class leader."

The shopkeeper has never seen such a domineering theatrical troupe leader at such an old age, he was stunned for a moment, and when he came back, he immediately became a little annoyed, and just looked at Qin Feng's smiling peach blossom face again, and it was inconvenient for him to get angry. The dog looked down at people and snorted coldly: "When you go out, you can make money with kindness. If you talk like the boss of Meng, wouldn't all the craftsmen who are begging for a living be poor as pants?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was glared sharply by Shi Ziye.

This look contains a knife and a sword, like a Jianghu swordsman who "kills a person in ten steps, and never stays behind for a thousand miles". The light and shadow in his eyes are full of blue, white and red sword shadows and blood.

The shopkeeper was frightened by the murderous intent in that look, and shrank his head shortly. Wang and Ba slid around Li Mingyuan's face like Wang and Ba, suddenly showing calculating malice: "Boss Meng, Boss Qin, I'm just a waiter in this place. I'm the one who really decides... Since you were introduced by Boss Lan, I don't treat you as outsiders. Let me just say that the real decision is our governor. My lord." He stretched out his fat hand like a pig's trotter and bowed, "Our lord governor is very lively and entertaining, I think you all know that there are strange things in the city recently, and I dare not make decisions for idlers. It was received in front of people, and for Boss Lan's sake, I will give it up this time.... Today, the governor is attending a banquet next door, and I will take the two of you to report back. It's the luck of the two of you to hold a meeting, if it doesn't work, don't you two blame me for not giving Boss Lan face."

Qin Feng's smiling eyes blinked slightly at Li Mingyuan, who had a cold face, which meant, yes.

When Li Mingyuan received this gaze, he was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head, reluctantly cupped his hands, and he was about to catch up with Chen Anna's official dumb: "Thank you."

The shopkeeper, Lard, went away with a masked smile, turned around his fat body, and immediately changed into an obscene and sinister "I can't kill you".