He suddenly remembered "many years ago" when Old Wei asked the emperor three questions in front of the prison camp.

Lao Wei once personally asked Zheng Xiu who among his three sons he was most optimistic about.

Surprise appeared in Qing Shisan's eyes. He never expected that the master had guessed the result. After a moment, Qing Shisan gave Zheng Xiu a thumbs up: "As expected of the master!"

On March 3rd, the emperor announced to the world that he had appointed the fourth prince as the crown prince.

That's right, it was the fourth prince who was still drinking milk in the nurse's arms just a few days after his birth.

"Obviously, all the plans of the three princes have failed, but in fact, Old Wei has passed this incident and thoroughly seen the methods and temperament of the three princes. It is indeed an imperial family, even his own son has been cheated.

Once, it really didn't go well, and all three princes were going to die." Zheng Xiu said with emotion.

Qing Shisan also sighed: "So, there is nothing good about being born in an emperor's family."

"hehe."

Zheng Xiu smiled and did not comment.

If you talk about this kind of thing outside, you will be beheaded for even a word of it.

But in the Zheng family, there are no taboos, just talk about it.

This is his territory, and he, Zheng Xiu, has the final say.

Time passed quietly as the two chatted about everyday things and happily bonded.

Several whistles sounded from the eaves, and Qing Shisan listened attentively: "They are already waiting in the conference room."

"Brothers, let's be alert...but now that there is no raven, there is no need to worry too much."

"Don't worry, let alone the raven, not even a fly can fly into Zheng's house."

Qing Shisan said firmly.

Now that Ye Weiyang has lost her "eyes" and is completely mute, Zheng's house has truly become a dragon's nest and a tiger's den.

Zheng Xiu held the little orange cat in his arms and walked slowly in Zheng's home, passing by the corridor, feeding goldfish, admiring the unopened lotus flowers, stopping and walking for a while, and finally arrived at the living room.

In the living room, familiar faces sat down respectively, and they were quietly waiting for Zheng Xiu's arrival.

In front of his eyes were the other two giants of the brotherhood, Ji Hongou and Pei Gaoya, who were sitting aside.

The monk sat uneasily on the stool. The fourth maid in charge of the reception brought hot tea to the monk. The monk quickly stood up and thanked him.

The former Yue Yan, an undercover agent on the surface, Xi'er, the golden dressmaker of Zheng's Cloth Shop, was looking left and right.

Yan Jiji was still dressed like a contractor. The honest old craftsman seemed to be attending such a grand meeting of the Zheng family for the first time and seemed restless.

The golden dressmaker's eyes glanced at the seats from time to time - I don't know whose idea it was to add an extra stool next to the main seat, on which Feng Bei sat with a cold gaze. This way of setting up the seats made Zheng Xiu slightly stunned.

I made it clear because I wanted to tell everyone that someone gave Feng Bei the status of "mistress".

When Zheng Xiu sat down with the cat in his arms, the orange cat saw Feng Bei, jumped out of Zheng Xiu's arms happily, jumped into Feng Bei's arms, and pushed its furry head desperately into Feng Bei's soft and big arms.

This familiar move made Zheng Xiu raise his eyebrows. Feng Bei also turned his gaze at this moment. The two looked at each other, and both saw a hint of shock and confusion in the other's eyes.

Zheng Xiu shook his head slightly.

Feng Bei nodded slightly.

The exchange is completed.

To put it simply: Let’s talk in detail in the room later.

Qing Shisan also sat down, crossed his legs, and turned off his cigarette.

"A lot of things have happened recently." Zheng Xiu started directly: "Recently, when I was away, the Zheng family had to thank all the brothers and sisters for taking care of me. With your help under the Zheng family, Zheng felt that he was lucky throughout his life, and he felt that his ancestors

Bless the Zheng family."

"My master's words are serious."

"Where there!"

"I wish you were safe, sir."

Zheng Xiu first looked at Xi'er: "What's happening in Ye Weiyang recently?"

Xi'er's answer was exactly the same as what Qing Shisan understood.

Quiet, too quiet.

Xi'er glanced at Fengbei.

In fact, she was more shocked than anyone else. She didn't know the inside story, let alone that the relationship between Feng Bei and Master Zheng had reached this point. But she had personally experienced Ye Weiyang's pursuit of Feng Bei, and now Feng Bei could

Sitting safely and soundly in Zheng's home, just the fact that "she was safe and sound" was enough to make Xi'er think wildly and make countless speculations about the weirdness inside Ye Weiyang during this period.

"By the way, you also know about that." Zheng Xiu slapped his head and secretly cursed himself for forgetfulness. In fact, after being tortured in the painting for a hundred years, many memories of the outside world have become blurred. Only then did he remember that Feng Bei was tortured.

Yue Yan was also present when she was involved in the cannibal painting. Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu smiled and explained: "Feng Bei is no longer Shang Xian San, and you know it very well. Now, Ye Weiyang and our Zheng family have a hostile relationship."

After a pause in his tone, Zheng Xiu added: "An unrelenting hostility."

Zheng Xiu's words finalized the relationship between the two parties, and there was absolutely no possibility of detours.

Feng Bei looked at his sweetheart softly.

As soon as Zheng Xiu said this, Qing Shisan, Ji Hongou, and Pei Gaoya sat upright.

Ji Hongou took a deep breath: "This... this is a big deal."

Qing Shisan smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you are really good at hiding."

Pei Gaoya touched his head: "I am worried that I have no work recently."

Xi'er quickly took out Ye Weiyang's badge from her waist and was a little dumbfounded: "No wonder I was chubby when I came." She was referring to the "black cat" issued by Ye Weiyang.

Little Fatty refuses to come in, it turns out he senses the murderous intention of the master! Then can I go back?"

"Meow!"

The orange cat arched even more happily.

"Don't make trouble."

Feng Bei didn't dare to touch the little orange cat with her hands, for fear of accidentally touching the cat and killing it. She habitually gave a light scold on her lips, and the orange cat immediately became quiet.

After Xi'er was shocked, she told what she had seen and heard recently without reservation.

The undercover agent completely jumped back to his original position.

Everyone listened quietly.

At the end, Zheng Xiu lowered his head and pondered: "You mean, since that incident, the Night Lord has never issued any instructions? Immediately after all the ravens died, the Night Lord lost contact?"

"Ye Weiyang is now in name only and no longer deals with mystery cases?"

"Nowadays, mysterious crimes happen frequently everywhere, but no one pays attention to them?"

"Even the Emperor can't find the Night Lord?"

Zheng Xiu was no less surprised than Yue Yan.

He originally thought that killing the raven keeper would only blind the Night Lord, that's all. But what he didn't expect was that the raven was not only Zhu's eyes, but also the medium through which Zhu issued instructions.

Now that the crow farmer has been completely killed and his eyes have been taken away, Zhu, who has been hiding behind the scenes, has no medium to communicate with Ye Weiyang. Now, is he completely hiding?

"What does he want to do?"

Zheng Xiu fell into deep thought.

The three giants of the brotherhood, the four maids, the monk, and Feng Bei were all puzzled when they heard this.

When Zheng Xiu said that he and Ye Weiyang would fight to the death, they thought they were going to start a war. Feng Bei also wanted to find out Zhu behind the scenes and settle the grudges from twenty years ago, or even two hundred years ago. But now that he heard it, Zhu was completely Hidden, Ye Weiyang's operating system was completely paralyzed, and their newly summoned interest was like a punch on cotton, extremely uncomfortable.

"Could it be..."

He had previously speculated that Zhu did not dare to approach the imperial city because there was a place under the palace that was very close to constant darkness. It was the place where Gongsun Mo painted cannibal paintings a hundred years ago. As the saying goes, there must be monsters when things go wrong, and Ye Weiyang The strangeness made Zheng Xiu make a bad guess.

"Uncle Yan, I have two things to trouble you."

Zheng Xiu quickly arranged the matter: "First, make a batch of swords for me. I will draw the styles of the swords for you later. Don't look at me like this. I am not rebelling. The swords do not need to be sharpened. If someone from above asks, I will explain."

"In addition, please trouble Uncle Yan to help dig some tunnels to connect the whole city. But be sure to avoid the area near the palace. As for the route of the tunnels, I will give it to you later."

Yan Jiji quickly agreed, his behavior a bit flattered.

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Also, arrange the time, I want to meet Ximen Bei."

Zhizhi and others took out pen and paper and took notes.

This is their job.

"Xi'er, please continue to pay attention to Ye Weiyang's movements. Once the Night Master uses a new method to convey orders, notify me in time."

Xi'er agreed with a grimace.

Yes, I have to go back and be an undercover agent.

Whether it's the commotion from the royal family or Ye Weiyang turning off the engine, everything tends to be peaceful, as if everything is going according to Zheng Xiu's will. He can't make trouble if he wants to, and he can't get over it if he wants to fight. But instead, this weird thing "Smoothness" made Zheng Xiu feel more and more uneasy.

Zhu has lived in the world for thousands of years with different identities. Zheng Xiu doesn't think that killing the crow farmer can completely make Zhu give up the overall situation of the "Century Festival". He would rather believe that Zhu has other plans.
To be continued...