Chapter 69 Breaking the window paper

Three days later.

The tens of thousands of golden arrows shot by the rising Xu said dispersed the dark clouds gathered over Xiakou City. In the past ten days, it was rare to see a good weather.

Covered with white snow, it was like laying a white quilt for Xiakou City. Dongsheng said that with the needle and thread made by the light in her hand, she embroidered a layer of fine gold edges on it.

In the cold air, Liu Fengche ran to the empty street and arrived at the Taishou Mansion in a short time. This morning, Liu Bei returned to Xiakou from Chibi. After returning to the Taishou Mansion, he immediately ordered several important senior civil and military officers in Xiakou to discuss the matter before he could rest. At that time, Liu Feng was doing morning exercises. As soon as he heard the news, he rushed over.

Several carriages parked outside the gate of the house, and it was obvious that someone had arrived ahead of him. Liu Feng turned over and got off his horse, threw his mount to the gatekeeper, and strode into the Taishou Mansion.

Originally, Liu Feng also lived in Taishou Mansion before he went to Lushan, but later, Mi Zhu replaced Liu Bei and Kong Ming, who was not there, to deal with some Jiangxia political affairs. He often went to Taishou Mansion. Because of Mi Zhu's suspicion, Liu Feng did not want to look at his face. After returning to Xiakou this time, he found an excuse to live in the barracks.

He once lived here for nearly a month, and he was very familiar with the layout. As soon as he entered the house, he went straight to the council hall.

"A Feng, long time no see."

A cold voice came from a few steps away. Looking for the sound, Mi Zhu was coming from the winding corridor. The smiling and loving face was a little disgusting in Liu Feng's eyes.

'It's really a narrow road for enemies.'

Before the breakup, the play still had to be played. Liu Feng quickly arched his hand and said, "It turned out to be my uncle. I don't know when he came back to Xiakou?"

Mi Zhu stared at Liu Feng and squinted, "I just came back last night. Ah Feng, congratulations. You have made a great contribution to the battle of Lushan. It really gives us the face of the commander of the Liu family."

The words are congratulations, but the tone is strange, and Liu Feng can naturally hear the irony.

"What kind of merit is not merit? I can win that battle. It's not all up to my uncle, but it's a pity that my uncle... Alas! Hateful Xu Chu, sooner or later, I will kill him to avenge my uncle.

In terms of tone and demeanor, Liu Feng's acting skills seem to be much better than Mi Zhu's. In the eyes of others, Liu Feng at this moment seems to be a good nephew who is grateful for his uncle's death.

From the bottom of my heart, Mi Fang's death is indeed self-inflicted, but Mi Zhu does not think so. The death of his sister has made him have preconceived suspicions about Liu Feng in his heart, and the death of his brother has aggravated this suspicion. At this moment, Liu Fengyue showed a sad look that had nothing to do with him, and Mi Zhu felt more and more disgusted.

"Afeng, you have this filial piety, and your second uncle's spirit in heaven must also comfort you. Your uncle and my lord are also gratified for you when you made contributions in the battle of Lushan this time, but my uncle still wants to tell you that it is not important for you to make contributions or something. The important thing is that you should be an honest person and abide by filial piety. Do you understand?

Mi Zhu is hinting that Liu Feng can't hear it again. If it was before this, Liu Feng would have dealt with it carefully, but now, Mi Zhu's clearly revealed suspicion has just fallen into Liu Feng's trap.

Star eyes swept around. Seeing that there was no one around, Liu Feng's sad and humble expression suddenly changed, and his handsome face showed a little indifference. He sneered: "Uncle, you don't have to beat around the bush. In fact, you just want to warn me that you should recognize your identity as a fake and stick to yourself. Don't compete with your nephew in the future.

As soon as he said this, Mi Zhu's expression suddenly changed, and a shock flashed on his wrinkled face in an instant. Mi Zhu really wanted to hint at warning Liu Feng, but at least he didn't dare to say it directly because of his face, but he never thought that Liu Feng would break through this layer of window paper by himself.

"You...what are you talking about... How do I mean that?" On the contrary, Mi Zhu was a little at a loss. Obviously, he was hit by Liu Feng, but as soon as the window paper was opened, he hesitated and dared not admit it.

When looking at his embarism, Liu Feng's heart was funny, but his tone became more and more aggressive: "Durcle, do you think I don't know the little action you played? Humph, don't you just suspect that I killed my mother and wanted to kill A Dou when I was in Changbanpo? I really don't understand. Uncle, you are also full of learning. How can you have such a ridiculous idea? Aren't you afraid to make outsiders laugh after saying it?

Liu Feng's words were already quite rude, and he was blatantly satirizing Mi Zhu. His unexpected behavior finally forced Mi Zhu to be ashamed and angry.

"A Feng, how dare you talk to me like this? At least I'm your uncle. What's your courtesy!" Mi Zhu was short of breath, his thin chest fluctuated violently, and his face turned red with anger and shame.

"The etiquette is relative. If you want others to respect you, you have to respect others first. Uncle, don't you think so?" Liu Feng said with a smile.

This tone of a lesson completely angered Mi Zhu. He pointed to Liu Feng's nose and scolded, "Liu Feng, you finally show your true face. I'll tell the master what kind of person you are. I'll see how arrogant you can be."

Liu Feng tilted the corners of his mouth and showed a tremly smile: "Duncle, do you think I'm a little crazy now? So do you think that even if you tell your father, he will believe that the always polite son suddenly becomes so ridiculous that he doesn't know how to be polite? Hey hey--"

"You, you--" Mi Zhu was so scolded by Liu Feng that he didn't know how to scold him.

Liu Feng laughed and said, "I'm still going to see my father, so I won't chat with my uncle. I'll go first."

Liu Feng left with pride, and Mi Zhu, who was left behind, glared at his nephew, who suddenly showed a "ferocious face", and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

I don't know how long he was frozen in place. Liu Feng had already disappeared. When a cold wind passed by, Mi Zhu's anger finally calmed down a little.

Mi Zhu's face gradually became gloomy. Looking at the direction of Liu Feng's disappearance, the revenge in his heart gradually condensed: Humph, I didn't expect this boy to be so arrogant. It seems that I can't poke it out in advance.

In the hidden place at the end of the corridor, Liu Fengying's eyes were quietly watching Mi Zhu's change and muttered, "Old man, I can't help but make trouble. I'm waiting for you to pave the way for me."