Bastard’s Resurgence

"It's not a conspiracy!" Zhong Fuming was extremely disappointed with Duan Runan and couldn't help but yell at him.

Originally, his plan was to use the power of the Duan family in the northwest to stir up the situation and upset the Northwest, and dealing with Lu Zheng was even more incidental.

However, he never expected that Duan Runan and Duan's family were not what he had imagined. He did not have the ability to control Duan Runan. Duan Runan had big ambitions, but he was courageous and did not have the courage to implement Zhong Fuming's strategy.

Duan Runan couldn't count on it. Zhong Fuming was single-handedly in Liangzhou. No matter how good he is, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. What can he do?

Fortunately, the letter he asked Liu Chuang to send to His Royal Highness King Qin finally worked. The nails that King Qin had buried in the northwest finally came into contact with him. Zhong's father was very cruel and decided to take a different path.

Bright spears are easy to hide from hidden arrows. Lu Zheng is now sailing in the northwest. He doesn’t even know the existence of his Zhong Fuming. So simply, Zhong Fuming asked King Qin to arrange a team of dead soldiers. Zheng killed.

As long as Lu Zheng is dead, there will be chaos in the Northwest, because this matter will involve a lot of people...

When Zhong Fuming thought of this idea, he couldn't stop it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his method was simple and clear, and the effect was very good. Instead of relying on the power of the Duan family, it would be better to be more direct and achieve the goal.

In Zhong Fuming's heart, his hatred for Lu Zheng has risen to the peak, and it will be difficult to dispel his hatred if Lu Zheng is not killed.

Here, His Royal Highness King Qin has long been accustomed to obeying Zhong's father. When he heard that Zhong's father was about to transfer people, he immediately gave an order to let a team of people sneak into the northwest in batches, and then he began to wait for Zhong's father to say "Okay. news".

Shatian County is very peaceful. It is already winter, but the house where Lu Zheng lives is warm as spring. For more than a month, Lu Zheng stayed at home and studied behind closed doors. It can be said that he did not leave the house.

On this day, there was little snow in the sky, and Ying'er and Nie Xiaonu were both extremely happy. Such snow is not easy to see in Jiangnan, but in Beijing, such snow will have to wait until after October.

The young girl's mind and nature are both literate and motivated. Seeing the vast snow scene, they can't help but feel a lot of emotions in their hearts. Therefore, the atmosphere in the small courtyard where Lu Zheng lives has become more active than before.

Lu Zheng was still reading with peace of mind. He woke up early in the morning and wrote an essay. By noon, Lu Zheng had read the notes on the four books for a little while, until the boy came quietly.

Seeing the boy, Lu Zheng said with a faint smile: "Are you here? The calm and the waves are a bit long, to be honest, I'm a little nervous!"

The boy's face with a mask looked childish, his head only reached Lu Zheng's shoulders, and he was wearing a book boy's clothes, with his hair **** like a beard. The whole person looked like a boy in his early ten years old, without a trace of anything. Offensive.

Seeing him like this, Lu Zheng probably knows the next story. Sure enough, the boy said: "My son, it was finally snowing. We people in the Northwest are all catching birds in the snowy sky. We have done twice the result with half the effort, and the season must not be missed. what!"

Lu Zheng frowned slightly, and said, "Are you sure? I have to use my body as bait?"

An embarrassment appeared on the boy's face and said: "The son, son Song Wensong, the third son of the general's favorite today, happened to live in Yipintang, Liangzhou, unknown to outsiders. The son is just fake bait..."

Lu Zheng pushed open the grille window, and the chill outside was intense. He rubbed his hands vigorously, and said, "After all, grievances will be required. I don't know if your arrangement is really foolproof this time.

Zhongfu Ming, this person, is like a tarsus maggot, if it is not cleared for a day, it makes me sleepless. This time he came to the Northwest suddenly. If it weren't for you to deliver the message in time, I'm afraid I would have been cold by this time.

Hehe, he wants to encourage Duan Runan to stir up the situation in the northwest, but how simple things are in the northwest? If Duan Runan had such courage and courage, he would not be the prefect of Liangzhou.

To say a thousand words and ten thousand, or Zhong Fuming hates me too deeply, and it is inevitable that he will lose meticulousness if he does it too quickly. This is an opportunity, and perhaps the only opportunity! "

Lu Zheng's eyes were awe-inspiring, and murderous intent appeared on his face, and he shouted outside: "Ying'er, quickly change my clothes. I'm going to Liangzhou with the boy. I haven't visited Uncle Gu for a long time!" "

Yinger and the little slave came over to change for Lu Zheng, and the two goddesses were eager to try. Obviously, after staying in the courtyard of the old county school in Shatian County for a long time, everyone feels depressed. The two girls are gorgeous, even more so, they I want to go to Liangzhou with Lu Zheng to see the excitement!

Seeing this situation, Lu Zheng's heart moved, and he became playful, and said, "You two, you can only go to one today. Let me see..."

Lu Zheng glanced at Yinger's face, then looked at Nie Xiaonu, both of them were stained with red clouds, their shameful expressions even aroused people's pity.

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Okay, let the slave follow me, Yinger keeps the housekeeping!"

Nie Xiaonu was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile floated on his face, which looked really energetic. Ying'er was also stunned, a look of disappointment appeared on her face, and her mood became depressed, but after all she did not protest, and said docilely: "My son, go early and return early, Ying'er will prepare dinner for you at home!"

In this way, Lu Zheng took the boy and Nie Xiaonu in the carriage and swaggered straight to the Liangzhou mansion. Ying'er watched Lu Zheng's leaving carriage, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes. Immediately, she suddenly seemed to think of something, her face changed involuntarily, and her whole person became nervous and anxious...

...

In Liangzhou, a suburban courtyard of the Duan's family, Zhong Fuming stayed in the warm pavilion, surrounded by a large pot of charcoal fire. The inside and outside of the courtyard were heavily guarded, and a raging breath of death spread.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhong Fuming bent over and coughed, an extremely unhealthy ruddy color appeared on his face. Behind him, the dusty door had just returned from the outside.

"Did you see clearly?"

The door said: "It is true. Lu Zheng took a book boy and a maid, and rode a red-topped carriage straight to the east gate of Liangzhou. This scene should have already entered the city!"

"According to Mr.'s arrangement, I asked someone to check it. Lu Zheng should go to Hengwu Bookstore in the city. The owner of Hengwu Bookstore is surnamed Gu. He is from Jiangnan and has a close relationship with Lu Zheng, the big gold master behind Shatian County. It should be this person!"

"Huh!" Zhong Fuming snorted coldly, and said: "The child surnamed Lu, there are so many ways to transfer all the merchants from Jiangnan to the northwest! He wanted to spend a lot of money to survive the difficult two. In the year, I have to say that his calculations are very good and his scheming is very deep. Even if Dai Gao has the right time and place, he may not be able to win him.

Just, hey, the smarter the person, the less he will live long, this time I will let him lose the chance of survival forever, okay! Just at Hengwu Bookstore, do it right away! "

A dead soldier in black stood out from the curtain and looked at this man, with his face covered and a cold breath exuding all over his body. He looked up at Zhong Fu Ming and said:

"Mr. rest assured, we will go all out and we will never let him live!"

After speaking, the man in black looked around, then put his hand in his mouth and blew a whistle.

Suddenly, the shadows inside and outside the house were fascinating. A dozen figures came out of the yard. They waited outside the city and waited until the sky was getting dark before sneaking into the city.

Previously, Zhong Fuming, under the patience of the maidservants, took the sedan chair to the prefect Yamen first, and then Zhong Fuming chose to ask for an excellently located upper room in Yipintang, and he went to the upper room alone. Sit and drink tea.

Yipintang is a well-known restaurant in Liangzhou, and its location is about three hundred steps away from the prefect Yamen, and directly opposite to Yipintang is Hengwu Bookstore.

Yipintang not only has good dishes, but more importantly, it has a good location and a good environment. The windows of the upper room of Yipintang open to overlook most of Liangzhou City. Based on this, Yipintang is firmly in the position of the first restaurant in Liangzhou.

Of course, in such a good location, most people definitely cannot get involved. The boss behind Yipintang is surnamed Song, and this surname alone means a noble status in the northwest.

The long and boring wait tested the patience of many people, including Song Wensong who had been in Yipintang for three hours.

Waiting from noon to dusk, until the sky is completely dark, if it were ordinary people, they would have been anxious long ago. But Song Wensong has never been arrogant or rash from beginning to end, and he appears extremely patient.

The door of Shangfang was finally pushed open, and the door that entered respectfully walked in front of Song Wensong and said: "San Gongzi, the person you are waiting for has already arrived. This person is very cautious. Hengwu Bookstore and Young Master meet..."

Song Wensong frowned slightly. Although there was a word "文" in his name, his physique image had nothing to do with "文".

He is nearly two meters tall, has a broad waist and a round waist. He has a sturdy physique and moves like a mountain of meat.

He wears ordinary and plain clothes, and does not wear gold and jade. Whoever sees such a person will never think that he is the famous Song San Gongzi.

After waiting for three hours, Song Wensong just thought about it briefly, then stood up and strode out. Hengwu Bookstore was very close, just across from Yipintang, just across the street.

Song Wensong came from the army in a hurry today, light car Jiancong, but only brought a dozen soldiers, these people are hidden in the vicinity, there is no wind and grass around, can not hide his eyes and ears.

"Huh..." After a long sigh, Zhong Fuming's mood was inexplicably anxious. Perhaps his mind was always a little complicated when things came to an end.

Lu Zheng was in the Hengwu Bookstore, but Zhong Fuming stared at the study for a full hour, and he didn't see Lu Zheng at all.

"Cough, cough, cough" His throat was really itchy, and Zhong Fuming couldn't help but cough. He lowered his head and coughed, his face flushed, and at this moment, he raised his eyes and glanced outside when a familiar figure appeared. In his vision.