When Feng Qingyang had no job, he would always bring Feng Nianqing to wander around, following the wind and the eagle wherever they went. Now, other than his son, who was his little sidekick, he also had a middle-aged follower following him. Feng Qingyang never knew that his charm was so great that he could make people follow him reluctantly.
"Damn Fan Lian, don't you have anywhere else to go?”
"Little Pig Feng, I don't have a father to act coquettishly like you. I have no one to rely on. Now that Brother Feng can protect me, of course I have to follow him to the ends of the world, right? Brother Feng."
"Oh." His handsome face had recently wiped away a faint trace of worry and was replaced by a faint red glow that brushed against his cheeks, making him look lively.
The young Feng Nianqing also noticed the difference in her father's affection. Although she was happy, she did not want her father to be snatched away. She felt like her favorite candy had been snatched away.
"Father, a shameless villain like him will only eat and use our food. Don't let him follow!”Feng Nianqing couldn't win against him and was in a hurry to find a backer.
"Aiyo, you rely on your parents at home, but when you go out, you rely on your friends. It's like the sun rising from the east and setting from the west. It's a matter of course. Don't be too calculative, right? Brother Feng." Fan Lian called him big brother very sweetly. He realized that the more he acted coquettishly, the more Feng Qingyang would blush, and the more people wanted to tease him. Father and son were exactly the same, they were so alike!
Liking someone meant that he couldn't help but like someone.
Feng Qingyang did not have much of an impression of that night, but because of this, the space of his imagination expanded, from nothing to infinity.
He could only vaguely remember the heat, the heat that started from his body to his internal organs, limbs, and bones…No one had ever been able to burn his body and heart like this.
He was just a good-looking and lovable little boy. How could he have such charm to charm his body and mind?
Ever since his wife's death, the people he had interacted with for a short while had disappeared without a trace. However, Fan Lian's boat had stirred up huge waves in his heart. Could he forget each other as easily as those people he had interacted with in the past? For the first time, Feng Qingyang had doubts. Suddenly, the thought of being forgotten made him feel strange.
"Brother Feng, what are you thinking about? Did you miss me? I'm so honored!"
"Don't be so smug. If my father misses me, he misses my mother. He won't miss a villain like you!”
"Damned brat, we only need to remember the dead and not keep thinking about them. The living have to live, not keep thinking about the dead! Don't encourage your father to sink into sorrow, do you understand, stupid pig?”
"I told you not to call me Piglet!”
Oh right, Mu Qing, I haven't thought of you for three days. Is this a kind of relief? Was it a form of forgiveness? Can you tell me?
"Father!" Seeing her father's unconcealable sadness, Feng Nianqing was terrified. This kind of father would often forget to eat, forget to sleep, forget about his existence…No, he tried to tug at Feng Qingyang's sleeve, trying to get his attention.
"Little Pig Maple, it's up to me now.”Fan Lian stuck himself in between the father and son, demonstrating bad behavior for the child.
Although she was unwilling, she knew that this little person would have a way. Feng Nianqing took a step back and widened her eyes, not wanting her father to be taken advantage of.
" Big Brother Feng…" Fan Lian, who was slightly shorter, pulled on the shoulders of Feng Qingyang, who was absent-minded. He held his handsome and slightly dejected face with both hands as if he was holding a fragile treasure. He slowly tiptoed and approached him…
"What are you doing?" The more Feng Nianqing looked, the more she felt that something was wrong.
When his lips touched the warm softness, Feng Qingyang felt as if he had just woken up from a spring dream. No, he was woken up by a nightmare. He covered his lips. With his superior lightness skill, he jumped very far with a single leap. He was flabbergasted and his face was filled with disbelief.
"Ah! It's not fair, I want it too, I want it too!”
"Look, isn't my method very effective?”
Although she was unwilling to admit it, this " big " villain's method was indeed effective. If she had known that he would use the same trick, Feng Nianqing stomped her feet and ran toward her father.
Feng Qingyang, who was embarrassed and at a loss for words, dodged the two people beside him and hurried to the next town.
Oh... what happened that night? What kind of serious situation was worth a hundred taels?
Have you ever thought that you were born in this world and suffered all the sweetness and sweetness, bitterness and pain, but there was only one purpose, and that was to meet someone?
Fan Lian, who originally had no unrealistic romantic thoughts other than money and food, suddenly had this idea in his mind recently.
Ever since he escaped from his master who only knew how to abuse him, he had been rolling around alone. For the first time, Fan Lian had fantasies other than survival, and there was always another person in his fantasies. Although the only fly in the ointment was that there would occasionally be another annoying pebble in his fantasy, he could tolerate it under the gentle starlight.
"Brother Feng, where are we staying tonight?”
As soon as Fan Lian approached, Feng Qingyang hid far away. He began to learn how to use his only son as a shield, allowing him to be stuck between the two of them.
Fan Lian, who was about to express his dissatisfaction, was interrupted by Cheng Yaojin, who rushed out of the air. A white-haired father-in-law pulled Fan Lian back. Afraid that he would escape, he used all his remaining strength to pull him back.
" Madam, Madam! Boohoo…"
"Hey, smelly old man, look carefully, okay? I'm a man!"
"Fan Lian, be polite to the elderly.”
No matter how unwilling he was, he would not make things difficult for Feng Qingyang when he was still trying to avoid him. Fan Lian softened his voice for him." Old man, you're hurting me. Can you let go of me first?"”
"Furen, Furen, wu…"
The old man turned a deaf ear and kept crying. The passersby thought that Fan Lian was rebellious and made the elders sad.
Feng Qingyang, who had regained his usual composure, pulled Fan Lian with one hand and the elder with the other. He used a little force to separate their hands.
"Father-in-law, if you have anything to say, let's enter the inn and talk!”
The group of people entered the nearby Joy Inn one after another, hoping that the matter could be resolved happily.
After comforting him for a long time and drinking a few mouthfuls of tea, his father-in-law was willing to tell him.
"What?! You old man, you know my mother?”Fan Lian obviously didn't believe it.
"Fan Lian! Let Old Zhao finish."
"Alright."
Zhao Fu saw the interaction between the two of them through his old teary eyes and thought that this person must be very important to Young Master. However, he was dressed in coarse cotton clothes and had a burden with him. Although he had a good temperament, he looked poor and did not match the noble young master at all.
"Eleven years ago, Madam brought Young Master back to her maiden home to visit her relatives. Unfortunately, they encountered thieves on the way back and their whereabouts were unknown. Even though Old Master had immediately sent people to investigate, they could not find the whereabouts of Madam and Young Master, nor could they find their corpses. This old servant wholeheartedly hoped that the heavens would take pity on me and allow this old servant to have the honor of seeing Furen and Young Master again before I die. Then, I would die without regrets, wu…"
"Who knows if you're telling the truth? Who would be able to recognize me as the young master who had been separated for eleven years? It's impossible that I haven't grown up, right? At that time, I was just a baby who couldn't walk steadily. Besides, I don't believe you when you say that I look so much like a woman!”Fan Lian admitted that he was all alone. He had come out from a crack in the stone. He had no parents, no money, and no power. What was he doing clinging to him? He would not naively believe that he was really a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Look at his rough hands and feet. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like it. How could there be such a good thing in the world? Could this old man be like those people he had met before, coveting his youth and beauty?
He praised himself, and no matter how absurd he praised himself, he would not feel ashamed. Fan Lian did not know where he got his confidence from. Perhaps it was from those people who cheated him of food and drink in the past?
"This old servant will never forget Furen's appearance. Furen's kindness to me is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. How could this old servant mistake Furen's biological and only son!”Zhao Fu felt that this kind of suspicion was an insult to his loyalty!
He already felt that he was exaggerating enough, but he didn't expect that someone who was already so old would be even more exaggerated than him. Fan Lian couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The world was so big that there was nothing strange.
Aiyo, I'm digressing. Come back quickly!
"How can you prove that what you said is correct?”Fan Lian did not believe that there would be a free lunch in the world. There would never be white silver falling from the sky for you to pick up. If you don't work hard to deceive people, you can't fill your stomach. There had to be some basis for this matter. Otherwise, how could people believe it?
"It's very simple, but if I'm right, then please come back with me to acknowledge your ancestors and return to the clan, and be the young master of the Fan family.”
Yo, you dare to talk about conditions with me? I've always been a person who owes nine cauldrons a word. I can't chase a dead horse. Is a promise as heavy as a feather? Don't blame him for not recognizing people clearly.
"Alright, a gentleman's word."
"A promise is a promise."
Feng Nianqing felt something was off about this familiar conversation. Wasn't he a big, big person? Why would he keep his promise? There must be something wrong with the person who believed him.
"Young Master, do you have a star-shaped birthmark on the left side of your collarbone?”
"Yay! You guessed it right! Eh? Don't tell me you've peeked at me when I was bathing?”
"This old servant, how could this old servant do such a thing!”
Looking at the old man's heart that was about to run out of strength, Fan Lian had no choice but to believe that his family really existed in this world. Wasn't he an orphan who had no parents and no one loved him?
The star-shaped birthmark on the left side of his collarbone?
A rather clear scene appeared, and he could even count how many stars there were. Its precise location was in the depression of his collarbone.
But how did he know so clearly? A chill ran down Feng Qingyang's spine. What exactly happened that night?
Just as Feng Qingyang was still feeling vexed, he had unknowingly been dragged along to accompany Fan Lian. It was not the time to break up yet.
The group walked for a few hours, turned a few alleys, and entered a long alley. They walked along a high wall for a long time.
"Father, is this the city wall? Why weren't there any sentries? No one is standing on patrol?" Feng Nianqing asked Fan Lian the same question.
"Hehehe."
"Hey, old man, just laugh. Don't laugh so hard, okay?”
"Fan Lian!" Feng Qingyang felt like he had another naughty Feng Nianqing. He was scolding him like he was scolding Qing 'er.
"Alright, alright. Uncle Zhao, may I ask why you are smiling?”
"This isn't a city wall, but our Fan family's wall.”Zhao Fu was extremely proud.
"Ah!" Once again, the two of them spoke in unison.
Heavens! He, Fan Lian, had really transformed into an elegant and noble young master!
Heavens! Fan Lian had really transformed into a rich man!
In the middle of the red roof tiles, there were a few short trees for decoration, a few flower beds for viewing the garden, and a large lawn for people to trample on. On it stood a figure of a man and a woman, as well as the shadow of an eagle flying on the withered leaves.
"Father, what kind of news did Ying 'er bring?”
Feng Qingyang took off the note tied to Ying 'er's leg and had a solemn expression.
"Another difficult case."
"Father, is it very troublesome?"
"It seems so."
"That's true. If it's not difficult enough, there's no need for Father to go onstage. Father is so powerful, why use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?”
"Where did you learn this?" Feng Qingyang asked his only son with a doting smile. It was most likely related to someone.
"I…"
"This Young Master has a name. Can you not always call me a villain? I'm at least a human!" A young and frivolous voice interrupted.
"Aren't you studying?" They had just met at dinner last night. Why did he feel like he hadn't seen her for a long time?
"Oh! If you want me to sit there obediently and carve words, you might as well kill me with a knife!”
"So you snuck out when the Headmaster wasn't paying attention?”Feng Nianqing was certain.
"Wrong, Maple Pig." When she corrected him, she didn't forget to scold him again so that she wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
"Under Master Fan's strict orders, the Headmaster of Academy would never let his guard down. If he let you go, he would definitely fall into your trap.”
Feng Qingyang flicked Fan Lian's forehead lightly as if he was treating Feng Nianqing. This careless kiss made Fan Lian laugh happily.
It had been a long time since he had a proper conversation with Big Brother Feng.
"Brother Feng, you're still smart. I only added some good stuff to his tea to be considerate of his hard work over the past few days so that he can have a good sleep. Besides, he wanted to drink it himself. I didn't force him to drink it. Fan Lian did not forget to add,""How can there be someone who doesn't fit the saying 'like father, like son'?”
"Damned villain!"
The two of them seemed to be ready to fight, and the eagle circling in the sky was also diving down, wanting to join in and vent its excess strength.
"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. This isn't a desolate mountain.”Feng Qingyang scolded the two of them and the eagle with a slight head. Why was it that the people around him were so playful and could not rest for a moment? However, he was old and could not continue to play with them like this.
"Young Master Feng, the old master has invited you." The servants of the Fan family came to pass on the message, interrupting this farce that was about to begin.
"I'll be back soon. You two are not allowed to mess around anymore.”
After saying this, Feng Qingyang suddenly remembered when he saw the servant's disapproving gaze. That's right, Fan Lian was no longer his sidekick. He was the young master of the Fan family.
Fan Lian and Feng Nianqing didn't notice Feng Qingyang's thoughts. They obediently answered " yes " and glared at each other.
"Young Master Feng, please save my daughter!”Fan Buqian pleaded anxiously.
"Master Fan, your daughter's disappearance is similar to the disappearance of other young girls in the city. Unfortunately, there were not many clues. There were no witnesses or physical evidence. Those girls seemed to have disappeared into thin air and could not be found.”
"What?! There were other people whose daughters were also missing?”
"Yes, so far, including your daughter, seven women have gone missing.”
"Wouldn't that blow things up?"
"I'm afraid paper can't hide the fire." Feng Qingyang felt strange.
"Oh no, won't we be able to hide it from the Qian family?”
Fan Buqian's muttering was so loud that it couldn't escape Feng Qingyang's sharp ears.
"Master Fan, please elaborate as much as possible so that I can more accurately grasp your daughter's whereabouts.”
"Sigh, alright. As long as you're willing to keep it a secret, I'll tell you everything I know.”
Fan Buqian looked at Feng Qingyang with eyes full of distrust. It could be seen that Feng Qingyang had no choice but to look for him.
"If Old Master Fan doesn't trust me, I can only ask you to hire someone else.”
Fan Buqian hurriedly stopped Feng Qingyang, who was about to leave. If it wasn't for the fact that the people he sent out previously didn't send back any news, if it wasn't for the fact that this matter couldn't be publicized, he wouldn't have asked this country bumpkin to help him. Fan Buqian gritted his teeth. He would definitely teach him a good lesson when the matter was over.
Feng Qingyang could not hide the hatred in his eyes. This was not a place he could stay for long.
"My daughter, Fan Jing, is already engaged to the Qian Clan's Third Young Master. A few days ago, the Qian Family sent someone to say that Third Young Master Qian was seriously ill and hoped that he could get married as soon as possible so that he could be happy and get rid of his filthy aura. Who knew that just as the two sides were about to set the date, Jing 'er disappeared. How am I going to explain this to the Qian family?”
The Qian Clan was so powerful and influential. If he could form an alliance with them, his business could expand to the south, and many benefits would be in his pocket. Fan Buqian's heart itched.
"Where did Miss go missing?"
"It's strange. Jing 'er never leaves her room and has been staying in her own house. However, three days ago, the maids saw that she had not stepped out of the dormitory for a long time. After entering, they found that she had disappeared.”
"Does Miss Fan Jing agree to this marriage?”
"Hmph, it's the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker. How can a girl not obey?”
[So you don't like him? That's true. Which young woman would be happy to know that she was going to marry a dying man?]
"Did the young miss have any abnormal behavior before she disappeared?”
" This…" If she really asked this father, who rarely saw his daughter except for her routine, how considerate would he be? It was really questionable.
"Let me think…"
He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of others and let others find out that he wasn't close to his daughter. Fan Buqian tried his best to recall. He frowned and thought hard for a long time. Finally, his brain that had not completely rotted was put to use.
"Oh right, I remember now! The maid once told me that Jing 'er always sent them away a few nights before she disappeared. She was alone in the backyard, saying that she wanted to quietly admire the moon.”
In that case, it was possible that he wanted to meet someone else alone and did not want anyone to find out. Then who could that person be?
Things are getting interesting.
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