Both sides had implicitly expressed their attitudes, and what they should say had been spread on the table intentionally or unintentionally. The next thing was the struggle between the two sides and their own choices. If you say more, it would have no meaning, which would seem too ugly. The people in a big room put down their previous tenseness, had a hypocritical smile on their faces. Between the drinking and drinking, flattery and flattery, the dirty jokes from Yuejing City and Shayang County were turned on. Even the county magistrate Quan Yun and the censor Zhou Wenlong, who had almost turned against each other, also laughed and sang several times.

The father and daughter, who sang the miserable and miserable tune, naturally received a bounty at this moment. They retreated with gratitude and gratitude. The scenes of high-end singing and dancing, and the scenes of peace and prosperity were staged one by one. No matter how you look at it, they were all harmonious scenes of guests, friends and respect.

In the lively hall, an old man in a small hat quietly walked through the hall, walked to the upper Mr. Liu, and whispered a few words. Mr. Liu's face froze slightly, and he sat upright. His face was slightly tightened for a moment but immediately relaxed. He nodded slightly, and the old man in a green man bowed and retreated. The small episode did not seem to attract much attention.

The dance was still dancing and the song was still singing. Mr. Liu drank a few glasses with several local gentry who came to toast. Then he put down his glass with a smile and said to Zhou Wenlong with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, I will take a moment of retreat. This person is old, and some things are not very useful. Offend me!"

"Please take the initiative!" Zhou Wenlong thought that Old Master Liu was going to Xiaojie, so he smiled knowingly and nodded repeatedly.

Old Master Liu stood up, smiled and nodded to the surroundings, then turned around and walked tremblingly towards the back hall with the help of an old servant.

As soon as he broke away from the bright lines of everyone, Old Master Zhao's hunched waist straightened, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and his trembling legs strode forward with force.

"Where is he?"

The old man in green who had previously left the hall lowered his head and said, "In the small hall behind."

“How many people know?”

"This man is sensible. After falling into Shayang County, he did not go anywhere else, but found me directly. I brought him here. So far, no one knows about this matter." The old man said.

"Well, it's done well, what's his name?"

"It's Fengxian County Magistrate, Lu Feng."

"Lu Feng?" Old Master Liu nodded, "It turns out it's him, that's no wonder. I know he is a smart person."

While talking, Lu Feng arrived at a small hall in the backyard. He was like an ant on a hot pan, wandering around the house. The light in the house was dim. When Lu Feng looked up, he saw Old Master Liu at the door. He immediately pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar, and knelt on the ground with a loud bang, "Lufeng, Fengxian, have you seen Old Master."

"Hurry up and talk, what's going on?" Old Master Liu waved his hand quietly, "Xingwen led the five thousand troops to wipe out a group of bandits, why did he suffer a defeat?"

Lu Feng stood up, but still bent and lowered his head, "Old Master, not only was he defeated, but the entire army was destroyed. From General Liu, nearly a thousand soldiers in the five thousand county soldiers died in battle, and the rest became prisoners."

With a click, the armrest of the mahogany master chair turned into pieces in the hands of Mr. Liu. Even though he had experienced the great storm and the many storms he had seen, the look of horror still appeared on his face.

"How is that possible?" The old man in green screamed: "A bandit with more than 100 people, even if his personal combat power is excellent, how can he be the opponent of thousands of troops?"

Lu Feng raised his head, "Old Master, the butler, there are not more than one hundred bandits, but thousands of bandits, and they are not bandits, they are powerful troops with strict military training. They have two level nine masters, the other level eight and level seven masters."

The old man in green took a breath, "How is it possible for two level nine masters? When will such masters appear in the bandit's nest? Isn't Zou Ming the leader?"

"Zou Ming is just one of them. It is not Zou Ming who is in charge of the plate, but one of the ninth-level masters." Lu Feng said.

After a moment of loss of consciousness, Old Master Liu had recovered from peace, "Is there anything wrong with Xingwen?"

"General Liu got a move with the other party and was injured a little, but it was not a big deal. Now General Liu has not been abused by the bandits. The other party is still very polite to General Liu." Lu Feng said.

"Tell me in detail." Old Master Liu leaned back slightly and closed his eyes. The storm was about to come. The left prime minister Zhang Ning was taking action against Shayang County. Although his opponent still wanted to win over him, Old Master Liu knew that he could not join Zhang Ning because the people standing behind him now were not inferior to Zhang Ning in terms of background and strength. If he turned against him, he would inevitably have endless trouble in the future. Moreover, changing the party was also a taboo. Not to mention his reputation, Zhang Ning would hold on to the handle. Apart from relying on him, he could never get rid of it.

This is not what I want, but at this critical point, my son Liu Xingwen has such a big leak. Isn’t this giving the mouth up and hitting someone?

After a cup of tea, Lu Feng had already spoken concisely and concisely this time when Liu Xingwen suppressed the bandits. Hearing that more than 4,000 people were blocked in such a Jedi and had to surrender to his opponent, Old Master Liu's mouth twitched, stupid! He shouted silently in his heart that if the leader was not his son, such a coward would be cleaner if he died.

Lu Feng took out the order made by Qin Feng from his arms and presented it to the old man in green next to Mr. Liu with both hands. Just glanced at it, the old man in green changed color. "It was really a lion who spoke up. He actually needed 100,000 kilograms of grain and 500,000 taels of silver before he could put it back to the eldest master! Mr., listen..."

The old man in green was reciting the prices marked behind the generals one by one.

Lu Feng lowered his head and said, "The leader named Qin said that General Liu is worth this price."

Old Master Liu opened his closed eyes, looked at Lu Feng, and sneered: "This person has touched our details very clearly. How could these outsiders know so many details? Lu Feng, you have your contribution here?"

Lu Feng was sweating profusely, and he knelt down again with a loud bang, "Old man, I am also thinking about General Liu. If Lu Feng talks nonsense and annoys him, I'm afraid General Liu will have an accident!"

Old Master Liu waved his hand, "Forget it, I didn't blame you. My son, the future head of the Liu family, is of course worth this price, but Xingwen disappointed me too much."

"Old man, what should I do now?" asked the old man in green.

Old Master Liu squinted his eyes, "Liu Bao, when you go to the front hall, you say that old Master, I am old and happy today, and I have drunk a little more wine, so I squinted in the back hall, so let everyone go first."

"Yes!" Liu Bao, the old man in green, nodded and turned around and walked out.

"After they all disperse, you send someone to inform the four heads of the family, Huang, Chen, Tian and Fang, to come back quietly, and don't disturb the others."

"yes!"

"Where is Zhou Wenlong? Send someone to watch. By the way, the gifts and beauty that were originally prepared for him will be delivered immediately." Old Master Liu ordered.

"Old Master, you're going to tear your face off at the sight. Is there any need for this?" Liu Bao hesitated.

Old Master Liu snorted, "Send it here first, what's this? As long as he can confuse him for a while, it's worth it. Those who can make Zhang Ning entrusted with important tasks are naturally not a waste. If you really turn against each other, can he still take these things away?"

"Yes, the villain understands." Liu Bao hurried away.

Old Master Liu looked at Lu Feng, "Tell me about the situation of those two level nine masters. Where did these two people emerge from the Fengxian area? There is actually an army with strong combat power. Lu Feng, are you sure that it is not a conspiracy of Qi people?"

"Old master, it's definitely not that the Qi general Kou Qun was killed by one of the ninth-level masters." Lu Feng nodded affirmatively and said, "And seeing Liang Da's angry look should have nothing to do with them."

"A level nine master who uses a knife can knock down a cliff with his fist strength alone. It's hard to say that he can use a knife. There are not many people who can have such power by his fist strength alone. In our Dayue, there are even fewer ones." Old Master Liu narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

The sedan chair was moving rapidly on the street, and Quan Yun, the county magistrate in the sedan chair, was also uneasy. Although Mr. Liu had already expressed his attitude, the bait thrown by the left prime minister was too tempting. It is hard to say whether the old master can withstand the temptation. In the past few years in Shayang County, I have known that the old master is a person. It is the standard of interests first. If there is profit, it is consistent. If there is no profit, it will be divided. This time, I don’t know what the people behind him are in the mind of the old master?

He sighed, putting aside those political disputes, as far as he was concerned, he really didn't want to leave Shayang County. Although he didn't have the feeling of being a magistrate in the country because of the existence of Mr. Liu, he could complete the task of the top boss without worrying about it, and he would also pay a lot of dividends every year. For someone like him who no longer has much upward intention in politics, it is indeed a perfect position. If he really wants to leave here and return to Yuejing City, he bows and whispers when he sees people, he really dare not be like him. Moreover, if he offended Zhang Xiang, can he have a good life after returning to Yuejing City?

"Mr. Quan!" The sedan chair suddenly stopped. Quan Yun lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and a familiar figure appeared in front of him, "The old man asked the master to go back and have something to discuss."
Chapter completed!