Chapter 142: Excuses to enter the palace

Zhu Di is indeed very good at it.

Xiao Fan led the Jinyiwei to sway and left the Yanwang Villa less than an hour later. A convoy of carriages drove out from the back door of the Yanwang Villa. The carriage was filled with large wooden boxes, and was escorted by a group of Yanwang Guards who were beaten to the point of blue-faced face. They drove directly to Xiao Mansion with dejected disdain.

After unloading the boxes on the carriage one by one, the guards retreated respectfully. The guards of the King of Yan, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, looked at Xiao Fan with fear. The King of Yan's authority in Peking is extremely high, and he has always been a ruthless character. Now he has been beaten so miserably by a small Jinyiwei Tongzhi several times in the capital, and these guards have also suffered a lot of flesh and blood. Now the guards of Yan suddenly realized that the saying that the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake is really reasonable.

Of course, from Xiao Fan's standpoint, the saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people is also very reasonable. This sentence has another meaning. People are all meant. It is better to slap him in the face than to speak kindly. Although it is simple and crude, it is very effective.

Looking at the large wooden boxes piled up in the yard, Xiao Fan smiled.

It’s nothing to be able to make money, and it’s nothing to know how to blackmail. It’s really awesome to extort money from Zhu Di, the world’s hero, and even make him suffer.

Thinking of this, the anger of being assassinated and murdered finally calmed down a little.

In vain, there was so much money, and the happiest person in Xiao’s mansion was Xiao Huamei.

Her eyes were filled with golden light, and she held her chin and stared at the pile of boxes in the yard. The infatuation and obsession in her eyes were as deep as she looked at her lover in love, so affectionate, focused, and confused...

"My husband, who gave this?" Huamei raised her head and looked at Xiao Fan with almond eyes.

Xiao Fan glanced at her and said carefully: "Uh... it's still the great charity in the past."

The eyebrows opened their eyes wider: "King Yan? Is it him again?"

Although Zhu Di is her biological father, in her mouth, it seems that Zhu Di is just a very strange prince, even the name is so unfamiliar.

"right."

After thinking for a while, the thrush held his chin and thought for a while, he finally sighed like an adult, looking up at Xiao Fan: "Mr., have you tied the son of King Yan to the ticket?"

Xiao Fan's head is full of black lines: "..."

"Why did he give you so much money for no reason? And he gave it three times, more than once. Could it be that you were his creditor in your previous life?"

"...Anyway, just collect it. This silver is definitely a legal income. I said earlier that King Yan is a great charity..." Xiao Fan sighed infinitely.

Hua Yue curled her lips: "I never knew he was a good person..."

Xiao Fan smiled.

When Zhu Di instructed someone to assassinate him, Xiao Fan did not dare to let Huamei know about it. He was afraid that Huamei would rush into the Yanwang Villa alone to find her biological father to fight desperately, regardless of whether she would like to recognize Zhu Di as her father, in fact, her father and her husband had become a pair of life and death enemies, and had been fighting each other for several rounds.

Looking at the silver in the yard, Xiao Huamei sighed worriedly, and her delicate little face wrinkled into a cute ball.

"My husband, where can we hide so much money?"

This is a happy trouble...

"Buried?" Xiao Fan was also worried.

"What a big hole you have to dig..."

Forty thousand taels of silver, the wooden boxes piled up like a hill, digging a hole is indeed a problem.

"Forget it, move them into the wing room and seal them up first. If you want to use them, take them yourself. Oh, we are really living by guarding the mountains of gold and silver..."

Huamei snuggled beside Xiao Fan with a happy face, and her little body twisted with joy.

Starting the next day, various scandals between Princess Jiangdu and Xiao Fan, the Jinyiwei, were quietly circulating in the streets and alleys of the capital.

In the fire in Nengren Temple, thousands of people participated in the extinguishing of the fire in the Jinyiwei and Yingtian Prefecture Office. Xiao Fan and Princess Jiangdu lived in a Zen room, and were rescued all over wet. Thousands of people saw it and could not hide it.

Of course, Xiao Fan also heard that his heart was getting heavier and heavier. The rumors were rumored to be heard from Zhu Yuanzhang. What would Zhu Yuanzhang treat him at that time? Moreover, the princess of Jiangdu was just a woman, could she withstand the pressure of rumors? In ancient times, a woman's reputation was more important than life, and she was carrying a marriage contract with Geng Xuan, the son of Changxing Marquis. How could a weak woman bear such rumors?

In the afternoon, Xiao Fan decided to find an excuse to take the initiative to enter the palace to see if Old Zhu was furious. If his face turned blue, then clean up quickly and let him go from now on.

What reason should I find to enter the palace?

Xiao Fan thought for a long time and thought of someone.

Master Sanfeng.

After Zhang Sanfeng moved into Xiao Mansion, he went to the Ministry of Rites. According to the rules, he had to report to the Ministry of Rites before meeting the emperor. He claimed that he was Zhang Sanfeng who summoned many times. Unfortunately, the officials of the Ministry of Rites saw that the old man was in his sixties and looked so ecstatic, but he was not like Zhang Zhenren and Zhang Shenxian, who were over 100 years old. So the officials of the Ministry of Rites regarded him as a liar and ordered the yamen runners to drive them out with sticks.

Zhenren Zhang is indomitable, the second time, the third time...

Xiao Fan really couldn't understand why an old Taoist, who was half immortal, had such a paranoid love to meet the emperor...

Later, Zhenren Zhang understood as if he had realized the truth. With a close emperor's favorite minister and nephew by his side, why bother to look far away?

Zhenren Zhang realized this truth, so he ordered Xiao Fan seriously to ask Xiao Fan to bring him into the palace and meet the emperor.

Xiao Fan felt that this was a good reason to meet Zhu Yuanzhang. Even if Old Zhu turned against him and wanted to kill him, it would not be difficult to take him out of the palace with his high martial arts skills of Master Sanfeng...

So Xiao Fan decided to take Zhang Sanfeng into the palace.

This decision was undoubtedly correct, but there were a little twists and turns, and Zhang Sanfeng could not be found everywhere in the Xiao Mansion.

"Where is my master?" Xiao Fan asked Taixu.

Taixu was so angry that his beard was raised: "Little bastard! There is only the master in his eyes, don't forget, Master Dao is your master! If you can't tell Master Dao, you have to find that old miscellaneous hair?"

Xiao Fan blinked and smiled, "Master is jealous?"

Taixu was furious: "Fuck! Master Dao is educating you to respect teachers and respect Taoism. Who should be placed first and who should be placed second, don't make the wrong order!"

Xiao Fan nodded and said with a serious look on his face: "Address understands, okay, since you can't find your master, it's the same for you..."

Taixu smiled proudly and praised happily: "That's right. That old mafia is just dozens of years older than Dao Master, and his martial arts are only a little higher than Dao Master. There is no difference other than that.... Let's talk about it, why are you looking for me? I'll tell fortunes and make a spoil, and Dao Master is proficient in everything..."

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat: "... Actually, it's no big deal. He just wanted to ask his master to accompany me to the palace."

"You have entered the palace so many times, why do you want Master Dao to accompany you this time?"

Xiao Fan said slowly: "Oh, nothing, it's just an apprentice. I may... maybe... maybe... maybe... offended Your Majesty the Emperor, maybe... maybe... maybe... maybe... maybe Your Majesty the Emperor will kill my head, so I want to ask my master to accompany me into the palace. If the Emperor wants to kill me, Master will protect me and fight a bloody path from the siege of the imperial guards..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taixu swung, and his figure turned into a ray of black smoke and ran far away.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"My senior brother is cheating on the street on the right side of the mansion. Hurry up and ask him to accompany you. I still have something to do, so I won't be with you!"

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I will pack my luggage, please take care of me, my disciple-"

The sound is getting farther and farther away...

There is such a master who does not understand what loyalty is, which is indeed the sorrow of his disciple.

Xiao Fan had no choice but to leave the mansion in disappointment. On a street not far from the right side of the mansion, Xiao Fan saw Master Sanfeng.

I have to admit that Zhang Sanfeng's appearance is indeed the best. He is skinny and fairy-like, and then he puts on an illusory and unfathomable expression. Even if he sells rat medicine on the street, others will take it as a fairy pill.

As Taixu said, Zhang Sanfeng was indeed cheating on the street. - From this we can see that any famous and upright sect that influenced future generations for thousands of years would have made a fortune. The famous Wudang sect is no exception. The founder of the schoolmaster had to go down the mountain to go business and attract sponsorship, which was so bitter...

Xiao Fan stood in a distance and saw Zhang Sanfeng being watched inhumanely by a group of unknown people. Master Sanfeng stroked his slender and gray beard and boasted about his history of immortal cultivation with a solemn expression.

"... By the way, I went down to Zhongnan Mountain and entered the turbid world again. As the saying goes, you must enter the world if you are born. I have now cultivated the body of a half-immortal, only one step away from being in the immortal class..."

The onlookers made an uproar from the heart, and everyone's expressions were full of envy.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed infinitely: "...Although it is only one step away, it is not easy to take this step! So I rolled in the world all day long and realized the will of heaven with compassion. Finally one day, I suddenly felt that there was a qi traction on the spiritual platform..."

Looking around everyone slowly, Zhang Sanfeng's expression was filled with joy that he was eager to share with everyone: "I... have an epiphany!"

"Wow——" The onlookers made a rumbling sound like admiration again.

"I finally realized that if I want to be in the Immortal Class and cultivate the body of the whole immortal, I must first overcome the heavenly tribulation. Only by passing the heavenly tribulation can I achieve the right result..."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and looked around everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why I have not survived the heavenly disaster for a long time?"

The onlookers cooperated very well and shook their heads together.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed, and he took out a wooden plate from somewhere, held it and said with a smile: "If you want to know the following of my cultivation, why have you been slow to overcome the heavenly tribulation? Dear donors, please give me some rewards, as you wish. If you have more, I won't be too much, I won't be too much... If you have less, you can add more..."

Xiao Fan stood far away, sweating profusely in his forehead: "..."

Why is this old guy the same as Taixu?

——But from the conscience, Master Sanfeng’s food is much better than Taixu. Even if he is cheating, the old guy’s expression is as righteous as the tax officials of the tax bureau collect taxes, and he looks like he is taken for granted.

Moreover, his business performance is much better than Taixu. In the blink of an eye, the wooden plate in Zhang Sanfeng's hand was already full of various small copper coins, scattered silver, and even a few Daming treasure banknotes...

Xiao Fan felt very ashamed, so ashamed that he was completely ashamed of himself...

Zhang Sanfeng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and he smiled like a fairy-like smile. After a circle, the wooden plate was full, and Zhang Sanfeng's smile became deeper.

He honestly and unceremoniously stuffed all kinds of copper coins, silver and treasure money into his wide sleeves. Zhang Sanfeng shook his hands, and the wooden plate used to ask for money disappeared magically again...

So Zhang Sanfeng regained his expression of flying in Dunhuang, and began to stroke his beard and pretend to be deep...

After a long time, the onlookers who gave the money were unhappy and shouted that Zhang Sanfeng would continue the topic just now, why did he stay in the world and not survive the heavenly disaster and become an immortal?

Zhang Sanfeng harvested the money and swelled everyone's appetite. Then he stroked his beard and said slowly: "Cough cough... Why haven't I been through the heavenly disaster for a long time?"

Everyone asked in unison with an urgent look on their faces: "Yes, why?"

Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly became solemn and dignified. He slowly looked around everyone and said in a deep voice: "...Because, if you want to overcome the heavenly disaster, you will be struck by lightning first. It has not rained recently. I can't even be struck by lightning. It's very sad..."

Everyone was stunned: "..."

Xiao Fan couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he watched the people separately and pulled Zhang Sanfeng out of the crowd.
To be continued...