C607 Wu Shan Was a Little Worried

Dongfang Lie was supposed to be a great contributor to the Qing Dynasty's unity, but there was someone who didn't like him. Perhaps the internal war in Man Man's early years had become a habit. Some people even wanted to take advantage of the chaos to gain more benefits. Not long after the peace was settled, a rumor spread like wildfire in Shengjing. It said that Dongfang Lie was originally a Han, but now he was thinking of returning. He had already made a deal with Ming Dynasty and was only waiting for the Qing's army to open up the front line. He would take advantage of the situation and take control of the Shengjing. At that time, the Qing's army would be attacked from both sides. They would be thrown into chaos without a fight.

This rumor spread like wildfire. Dorgon and Haoge also felt that it wasn't good to be manipulated by Dongfang Lie. Both of them were tempted, and almost joined forces to wipe out Dongfang Lie's army from the back.

At this time, Abahai's wife, Fu Lin's mother Consort Zhuang, suddenly appeared and resolved this crisis.

The final solution was very simple. Dongfang Lie would take his son and daughter. Dongfang Jian and Dongfang Wenying were sent to Jingfu Palace together and handed over to Consort Zhuang to take care of them. It was said that he did not want them to follow him and live in a desolate place. In fact, everyone knew that Dongfang Lie used his only two children as hostages. To show that he had no different ambitions.

Dongfang Jian and Dongfang Wenying only appeared to be in their early teens when they arrived here. In the blink of an eye, four to five years had passed. Even though they had Consort Zhuang's care and Dongfang Lie's tyrannical strength as a guarantee, no one dared to be disrespectful to them, but a little child had left his family to live under someone else's roof. It was no wonder that Dongfang Wenying's temper had become so bad that she could casually beat someone up. She was also filled with resentment towards her father who did not care about her at all.

But even so, when she heard Zhang Jingxuan call out her father's name, she still felt a little proud in her heart. Of course, she wouldn't reveal it on the surface.

"I told you, my surname isn't Dongfang. My name is Mu Yan! Wen Ying!"

That's right, Wen Ying. This was a name given by her mother. She refused to lose it no matter what. If her mother was still by her father's side, she would not leave her and her brother here, regardless of what she said!

Muyan Wenying or Dongfang Wenying shook her head, shaking those unnecessary thoughts out of her mind.

"I am not! Sigh! Sigh! Why did she say that she went off topic! The Eight Little Kings had been disturbed by Murong, this girl, before he could finish his sentence. Cult Master Zhang, tell me, with Murong and I's skills, in the southern part of the martial world, isn't he one of the best?"

" Yes, of course! Although I am injured, my eyesight is still there. When you showed your skills just now, I was shocked. I didn't expect you to be so young... In the entire martial arts world, it's extremely rare for you to reach such heights."

Upon hearing these words, Muyan Wenying was instantly filled with pride and pride. She was insufferably arrogant and insufferably arrogant. On the other hand, Murong Lingyun pursed her lips and smiled. It seemed that she was not willing to believe it. The "Fourth Elder Sister" who had been silent by their side also interjected with a smile, "Being able to accompany two great experts is really a small honor. It was just that I don't know which of the two of you is Phoenix Hair. Which one is the true horn?"

Muyan Wenying did not seem to be as intimate with this "Fourth Sister" as Murong Lingyun and heard her teasing tone. She curled her lips and said, "Ling Yun can fly, so naturally he is a phoenix feather. For someone like me who foolishly runs around, I will just treat it as a horn. I say, Si girl, you only know how to strike a blow all day long. What a detestable demon!"

Only now did Zhang Jingxuan understand that this person was not the fourth elder sister, but the one with the surname Si.

That "elder sister Si" was robbed for no reason. She was not angry, but still had a smile on her face. Before she could say anything, Murong Lingyun, who was by the side, spoke up for her.

"Big Sister Si is the best person. She wasn't trying to discourage him. In fact, she was reminding him not to be foolishly sold. She really kicked Zhang Guo Lao like a donkey. She doesn't know the heart of an old man."

When Zhang Jingxuan heard that, he was stunned. It seemed like he was more used to saying that dogs bite Lü Dongbin. He didn't know if it was because he had special feelings for dogs here that he could only feel wronged.

At this time, "Sister Si" also ignored the other two who were still arguing and slightly bowed to Zhang Jingxuan. "Cult Master Zhang, forgive me. My two sisters were born to be arrogant and spoiled by the family. They never thought about so much when it came to doing things. They have caused you trouble. Si Shuiliu, the little girl, apologized to Cult Master Zhang on behalf of her two younger sisters. Please forgive me."

"You're welcome. I just came here. Plus, my injuries are not good. Originally, she was also very depressed, but a few girls spoke up. It was too late to be happy. There was no such thing as trouble. Miss Si Shuiliu, your name is very elegant."

" Oh? What's so elegant about it? Is it comparable to Muyan Wenying's elegance? " Muyan Wenying, who was originally having a great time arguing with Murong Lingyun, suddenly moved to this side. It was simply a seamless connection.

"Bianshui, Xishi Water, flowing to Gua Zhou's ancient ferry. Wu Shan was a bit worried.

He thought slowly, hated slowly, hated until the end. The Bright Moon Men are leaning against the building."

This song, Long Lovesick by Bai Ju Yi, flowed out from Zhang Jingxuan's mouth. Everyone around him was silent. Each of their expressions were like the words in the words, carrying a leisurely mood.

"The Bright Moon Men lean on the building. Han people really know how to write poems. They are so beautiful when they write them, and sometimes they seem so simple. However, when these words are put together, it makes people feel intoxicated."

Si Shuiliu's eyes seemed to always have a little water vapor in them, although it would not be intoxicating. However, when people saw it, they would still feel pity for it. But this way, other people's eyes would only stay on the surface of her eyes. However, it was very difficult to see her deep eyes. The more Zhang Jingxuan looked, the more he couldn't see her eyes. He was also getting more and more curious. Just as he wanted to use his eyesight, he discovered that there seemed to be a huge whirlpool hidden in Si Shuiliu's eyes. The gaze he shot was almost unable to extricate himself. What was even stranger was that he saw a pair of big watery eyes from her. He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but when he looked into the depths of her eyes... He actually felt a fire like existence, a flame that could devour everything. He didn't know if he would get lost.

Fortunately, at this time Murong Lingyun laughed and Muyan Wenying who was on the other side also said at the same time, "Tsk tsk, our Miss Si's life is not bad. Zhang Jingxuan shouldn't be so fixated on her. Humph, you still say that we are rude. It seems that this Zhang Jingxuan is about the same as us."