Although Shang Feiyun quickly brought Shang Moyan back, looking at the atmosphere of the siblings, he knew that the matter had not been agreed. Chen Wan and Leng Sa didn't take long, so they stood up and said goodbye.

Shang Feiyun had no choice but to send the two out with apologies before turning back.

Looking at Shang Feiyun's straight back, Chen Wan couldn't help but sigh and said, "The business girl has worked so hard. Compared with her, my little thing was nothing."

No matter how the Wang family is, it is just an ordinary businessman's family, but how can they compare to Shang Feiyun, who is in the world? Not to mention that there is such an uneasy brother.

Leng Sa nodded and said, "No matter what, the head of the Chamber of Commerce is worthy of admiration. I hope she won't have anything to do."

"Who knows, she has decided to do it, but she will not listen to our advice." Even if they want to persuade them, they will not be able to persuade them. They can only let her have no worries, which can be considered a friendship between everyone.

After saying goodbye to Chen Wan and returning home, Leng Sa asked Fu Fengcheng curiously about the Hong Gang.

Fu Fengcheng, who was reading a book, looked up at her and said, "Madam, want to go?"

Leng Sa nodded and said, "I'm really interested."

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. Leng Sa waved his hand and said, "Don't think about it, I'll go by myself. I'll agree to Sister Chen that I'll go with her when the time comes."

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "For such a big thing, the Fu family will also send someone to attend."

Leng Sa frowned and said in confusion: "Hong Tianci washes his hands with a golden basin is not a big deal, right?"

For those who are scrambling in the world, it is indeed a major event that can shake the entire Taoist situation, but for the big figures like the Fu family who actually control the six southern provinces, this is really nothing big, right? It will be considered a major event if the Hong Gang was destroyed one day.

The Fu family sent someone to attend Hong Tianci's birthday party, which was to give him face.

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "It's not this, it's the auction later."

Leng Sa's eyes lit up, "The Governor is interested in the auction?" What can make the Governor Fu interested is naturally not an ordinary product.

Although Leng Sa studied in the Department of Literature at Anlan University, literature and history are always different, and she still has a lot of knowledge about antiques and treasures.

For example, Chen Wan mentioned earlier that Leng Sa knew about the eight rare treasures of Dasheng. Unfortunately, two of them are still in the hands of the Anxia royal family. One is in the museum in the capital, and the other is collected by a high-powered boss in the capital. The other four are lost in the war and the whereabouts of the people are unknown. Unexpectedly, Hong Tianci collected two of them alone.

Fu Fengcheng said calmly: "The old man is not interested in antiques, but there is a sword of the shadow, which is the family heirloom of the Fu family. After his great-grandfather passed away, there was a crisis in his family, and the family was almost destroyed. My grandfather had no choice but to sell the things for money to let the Fu family survive the crisis. In his later years, his grandfather often remembered that his biggest regret in his life was that he could not find the heirloom that had left behind."

Leng Sa raised his eyebrows, "Such coincidence? What's in Hong Tianci's hands?"

Fu Fengcheng pushed the wheelchair back to the table, took out an invitation from the drawer and waved to Leng Sa. Leng Sa walked to him and took it and took it. There was a booklet inside the invitation.

Similar to the product display book of modern auctions, although the black and white photos on it are far from clear enough, you can still clearly see the product's appearance.

Leng Sa turned over two pages before finding the Zhaoying Sword mentioned by Fu Fengcheng in the middle.

It was a short sword, with a sword body only two feet long. Naturally, no material luster can be seen in black and white photos, and only makes people feel a simple and elegant beauty. This is obviously a sword used by ancient women, and few people can use it now.

Leng Sa's eyes suddenly froze, and his eyes fixedly stared at the part connected to the sword body and the hilt.

There was a vaguely carved pattern there, and Leng Sa carefully identified it and felt that it should be a fox.

Very familiar fox sleeping lazily on his lying down.

"What's wrong?" Fu Fengcheng asked when she looked wrong.

Leng Sa blinked and asked, "What is the special origin of this illuminating sword?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before and I don't know if it's true, but... according to my grandfather, this sword was once the sword of Princess Donglingrui hundreds of years ago."

"Xie Anlan?" Leng Sa said.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her and nodded, "That's what my grandfather said. This sword has been in the Fu family for many years. Before this, I didn't know how many hands passed by the people, so I can't do it accurately."

Leng Sa said: "I have read the letters of the Regent Princess of Dashengchao at school, which says that Princess Rui Xie Anlan is the nephew and personal disciple of the former King Rui."

Although historians from outside always believe that the notes of the Regent Princess Dasheng were written too wildly and more like novels of her fantasy, she could not even do her own deeds accurately, let alone that she had been separated from her for at least a few hundred years and had never been adopted.

However, Leng Sa still knows Lan Meng quite well. If... the regent Princess Luo Junyao of Dashengchao was really Lan Meng, then even if the things she wrote were not ten or ten, at least fifty or sixty percent credible.

Fu Fengcheng is not interested in unofficial history, "Mrs. Is it very interested in Princess Donglingrui and Princess Dasheng Regent?"

Leng Sa smiled and said, "I am also very interested in the Princess of the Apocalypse." She was not only interested, but also knew them.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Since the lady is interested, you can give it to the lady when you take it back."

"..." What about the heirloom heirloom that was agreed upon?

Perhaps Leng Sa's expression was too obvious, Fu Fengcheng calmly explained: "Mrs. is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Fu family."

According to the rules, is it passed on to the eldest son of the family heirloom? What's more, the old man couldn't afford so much money, so he might even have to pay.

Leng Sa blinked and refused, "I'll just look at it."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her with a faint smile and said nothing.

Long Yue was indeed very trustworthy. The next day, someone begged several people to the Fu family. These people were tied into rice dumplings, their hands, feet and joints were removed, and even their chins were removed, saliva flowed all over and looked very embarrassed.

The young man who came to see Leng Sa with a slightly strange look and said quickly, "These people are very strong, and two of them died without watching them. Only these three people are left. If you don't have some tricks, maybe... none of them will be left." So their Long family is really not a pervert. This young lady with a very beautiful appearance must not misunderstand it.

Leng Sa smiled at the young man and said that she understood. She really didn't think they were too ruthless, but she felt that so much saliva was too dirty.

The young man saluted Fu Fengcheng, "Young Master Fu, the young marshal, I will send the person to the eldest sir. Now I have completed the task and say goodbye."

Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, "Thank you."

The young man obviously knew Fu Fengcheng's personality, so he didn't say much at the moment. He greeted the two again and turned around and left.

Leng Sa squatted beside Fu Fengcheng's wheelchair and looked at the people on the ground with great enthusiasm, "If it's done like this, it's probably a dead soldier? What do you plan to do?"

They have to break their hands and feet and remove their chin joints to prevent suicide. It can be seen that these people are really not afraid of death at all. Such people are more difficult to deal with than those vicious bandits. At least they want to survive in their hearts. As long as they want to live, they will always have a breakthrough.

The most difficult character to deal with is to seek death if you have a disagreement.

Fu Fengcheng didn't care and said, "They were just small soldiers sent by others, and I'm afraid that even who was sent by them would not know."

Leng Sa was puzzled, "Then why did you ask Long Yue to send someone here specifically?"

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and said, "Let Xu Shaoming take it to his wife's yard."

"..." Although your father is on your side now, are you sure that he wouldn't say anything even if he scared your mother to death?

However, since Fu Fengcheng said that, Leng Sa didn't plan to say anything more, and she couldn't think of any more valuable methods to use it.

Since these people are dead soldiers, the people behind the scenes probably don’t intend to pay attention to their life or death, and they are not qualified to use them for fishing.

Xu Shaoming soon brought people over and dragged three half-dead people to Mrs. Fu's yard without saying a word. It is said that in a short while, an extremely shrill and terrifying scream came from Mrs. Fu's yard, which scared everyone passing by to think that there was a murder inside.

"Miss." Zheng Ying was sitting in the room after lunch and closed her eyes to rest. She had not had a good rest these two days, and she became more drowsy and energy-free during the day.

Chunjuan hurried in and woke her up with footsteps, looking at Chunjuan and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chunjuan leaned over to Zheng Ying and her face turned pale. She lowered her voice and said in a low voice, "Miss, just now, Adjutant Xu dragged three bloody people to the wife's yard."

Zheng Ying's eyebrows jumped, "Who is it?"

Chunjuan said: "I heard... it was sent by Mr. Long from the north. I don't know who it was."

Zheng Ying's heart was slightly sank. She naturally knew the news that Long Yue's men escorted Hua Guoshou to Yongcheng. Zheng Ying's mood was very complicated for a moment and didn't know whether she wanted Fu Fengcheng to get better.

But... Mr. Long sent three blood-haired people to the door, and Fu Fengcheng also sent them directly to Mrs. Fu's yard, what does this mean...

Zheng Ying reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a sensation of pain on his forehead.

But don't be what she thought.

Zheng Ying really regrets it now. She claimed to be smart but she plunged in without even understanding the situation of the Fu family.

But now that this is the case, what can she do?

"How is it going?" Zheng Ying asked.

Chunjuan's face turned pale when she heard this, "Madam...Madam, kill those three people!"

"Madam's personal hand?" Zheng Ying asked.

Chunjuan nodded, "It was said by Miss Feng, who lives in the wife's yard. Miss Feng seemed to be frightened."

Zheng Ying reached out to cover her stomach and couldn't help but moan in pain.

Chunjuan was so scared that she immediately came to her senses, "Miss, how are you doing? I'll call the doctor over."

Zheng Ying grabbed her, "No need, I'm fine. If you go to find my mother, you say I'm not feeling well and want to invite her to come and stay with me for a few days."

"I'll go call now."

"No, you go back in person." Zheng Ying said in a deep voice, "Take some things back, you can't let my mother go for nothing, she's also very busy."

"Yes, Miss."
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