The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 14:
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"Looking for possibilities in the impossible." Feng Zhiwei smiled helplessly, "No matter how much Qiu Mansion thought, I would never have thought that I would come here, but it would be better than showing up outside to make a living and being caught by Qiu Mansion. Besides, it's a prostitute. If you are very loyal, you are more reliable than ordinary people."
"You can go to a nunnery to stay temporarily."
"Your Excellency is also a member of the capital, don't you know that nunneries are just the back gardens of wealthy people?" Feng Zhiwei said with a faint smile, "It hides filth and people's evil, no less than a brothel. Once we go there, maybe I I will never be able to get out again for the rest of my life."
She sighed softly and said: "I am a weak woman with a fragile life, and my greatest ability is to protect myself."
The man did not answer, but looked at her quietly. His eyes fell into hers, and he saw the wisdom that could not be concealed in the girl's restrained sharpness.
For some reason, no one came from all around, not even the chirping birds, the wind blew heavily, the flowers bloomed in silence, and the breath... held its breath until it was silent.
After a long time, the man raised his sleeves, drank the wine in his glass, and smiled at her.
When he smiled, it was as if the sun was rising, the clouds were steaming, and they were so bright and beautiful. The wind suddenly flowed slowly, and the flowers bloomed brilliantly. Her breathing finally relaxed like water.
Then I heard him say calmly: "It's not easy to live in the Imperial Capital. I hope you can be more at ease next time I see you."
She bowed down and accepted the instruction with awe.
In the lowered vision, I saw the corner of the moon-white elegant brocade robe, leaving slowly and slowly.
Feng Zhiwei did not move, but gently shook the clothes on her back.
The clothes on my back were soaked with sweat and sticky.
In that moment, just like the first time they met, he showed murderous intent again, even stronger than the first time.
She knew she was unlucky. The two times she attacked people were right under his nose. Both times she killed and injured people, the other person seemed to be related to him.
She didn't know what he was doing, but she vaguely felt that maybe she had ruined his affairs?
Even if there is no inside story, people like him will definitely feel dangerous to people like him; people like him will definitely not want others to see the edge behind him, and the best way to deal with these dangers is The solution is to kill her.
She just desperately confessed herself just to tell him that she had no intention of getting involved and that she was not in danger to him.
For a moment, she felt that she had failed to impress this powerful man with an elegant and beautiful appearance but a cold heart.
However, in the end, he let her go again.
Feng Zhiwei stood dazedly in front of the winter jasmine bushes. The golden flowers reflected her slightly pale lips, while the dusk was gradually rising on all sides, and dusk was approaching.
"Xiao Zhi, bring some more flowers, I need them tonight!"
"Hey!"
The daily exchanges in Lanxiang Courtyard continued. After that day, Feng Zhiwei successfully retrieved the banknote and also heard the news that Li Xueshi’s only grandson was traveling to Beijing to study. She waited carefully for a while. After a while, I found that everything had returned to calm, and nothing seemed amiss.
Because she helped her mother and Lan Xiang resolve the crisis, Feng Zhiwei is living a good life now, but she still insists on going out to help the girls do shopping every day.
At noon, Tianshui Street in the Imperial Capital is the busiest time, with a dazzling array of shops and an endless stream of merchants. The carriages passing by are inlaid with bright glass, and the aristocratic young men swaggering through the market are carrying exquisite double-barreled muskets.
Wealthy and romantic.
Tian Sheng is now the largest country in the world. Its territory starts from the Jinsha Sea in the south, and the island countries in the sea bow their heads; in the north to the Huzhuo Gedam Snow Mountains, where all the twelve fierce Huzhuo tribes have taken their wings; in the east, you can see Su Cang On the plateau, flocks of sheep grazing like stars are grazing across thousands of miles of green wilderness; on the ancient Changhe Road in the west, blond and blue-eyed foreign traders frequently knock at the city gates.
From south to north, fast horses gallop, it is difficult to reach it in a year.
This great power and vastness comes from the six hundred years of accumulation of the Dacheng Dynasty. The unique style of the Dacheng Dynasty is the Shenying Queen Meng Fuyao. During the reign, they developed industry and commerce, opened up sea markets, reformed the currency, optimized the official system, promoted culture and education, and encouraged farming. The country's national strength has grown rapidly, leading the Western Yi for hundreds of years.
However, there is no iron in the world to conquer the country. After Dacheng unified the world, there were six hundred years of national rule and thirty-two emperors. In the early period, most of them were British masters. Until the nineteenth generation, the descendants were unworthy, domestic disputes continued, and the national power gradually declined due to internal strife. , by the 30th generation Emperor Li, he even secluded himself from the country, and finally died at the hands of his relative Ning two generations later.
After the Ning family established the Tiansheng Dynasty, they strengthened the centralization of power, widened the class gap, increased customs taxation, and controlled external trade. Due to too much internal fighting, the court's control over external vassals was far less than it was at the beginning. Today's Tiansheng Dynasty, The prosperity is still there, but it no longer has the free and vigorous atmosphere of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Instead, it smells of old age and decay from its bones.
Just like that glass, it could have been promoted to the whole people, but it was artificially controlled by the court and became a luxury product for the nobles.
Feng Zhiwei looked at the glass of a carriage on the street and fixed her hair in a bun. She could not change her appearance, but she was born with a good understanding of it. She pretended to be a teenager and was even careful about piercing her ears. It was filled with light yellow rouge and clay.
Then she walked around the carriage, turned into a winding alley, and stopped in front of the door of a dilapidated house.
She reached out to push the door open, her fingers stretched out steadily and cautiously.
"Whoops!"
The door was slightly opened, and a black light shot out and headed straight for her. Feng Zhiwei turned around in her busy schedule and stumbled, and the black light passed by her ear dangerously and dangerously. Take off a few strands of hair on the temples.
Watching the hair falling to the ground, Feng Zhi smiled bitterly - it turned out that today was a flying sword.
Just for a moment, the scorching air currents that were constantly torturing her meridians in her body suddenly felt a little colder, and it was so comfortable that it penetrated her bones. Feng Zhi squinted her eyes slightly, feeling the rare relief.
There was a slight cough from the door, as if she was dissatisfied with her slow response. Feng Zhiwei just entered the door. Darkness rushed in. There was no light in the room. In the corner sat a man in a wide robe and black clothes, wearing a With the ebony mask, the whole person blends into the darkness. Not to mention being indistinguishable from male to female, it is difficult to even see that there is a person there.
Seeing Feng Zhiwei come in, the man raised his hand and pointed to a stove in the corner of the room. Feng Zhiwei said nothing and went to fetch water to boil water.