"No! How do you know I still owe you a favor?"

It can be seen that this child generously acknowledged today's favor and did not blame it on the Mo family.

Zhang Liang did not make any further response, but led the two of them into the Little Saint's Villa.

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The gate of Xiaoshengxian Village.

After Zhang Liang left with Tianming Shaoyu, the vermilion gate of Xiaoshengxian Manor also opened, but only one gate was opened.

On the stone steps on both sides of the gate, there is a neatly dressed Confucian disciple standing on each step.

And under the steps, at the real "entrance" of the gate, stood Fu Nian, the head of Xiaoshengxian Manor, and his junior brother, Yan Lu, the second among the three masters of Qilu and the second Confucian master.

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At this time, the carriage was already vaguely visible at the end of the road. Fu Nian frowned slightly and remained motionless, but moved his lips slightly and asked Yan Lu in a low voice:

"Where is the ovary? No one is there at this time?"

After Yan Lu hesitated for a moment, he replied with a smile, "Junior brother just returned from a long trip yesterday. Maybe he is a little tired. He should be there soon."

The timing was also coincidental. As soon as Yan Lu finished speaking, Zhang Liang, who had just arranged for Tianming Shaoyu, appeared and stood beside Fu Nian calmly.

Fu Nian turned his eyes slightly and glanced at him. Considering that the distinguished guest had already arrived, he didn't say anything.

But deep down in his heart, he sighed quietly.

When Zhang Liang first entered Xiaoshengxian Manor, Fu Nian thought highly of him - he was talented, diligent and eager to learn, modest, quite a gentleman, knowledgeable about the world, and understanding of people. He was really a rare talent.

Fu Nian is deeply pleased to have such a junior brother.

By the way, because Zhang Liang is regarded as a Confucian who entered Han Fei's relationship, Xunzi decided to regard him as Han Fei's junior disciple and treat him as his peers like Fu Nian.

Of course, Xunzi did not accept him as his disciple. According to his status, he was regarded as his master's nephew just like Fu Nian and others.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After Fu Nian was happy for several years, he finally became unhappy.

Zhang Liang is beginning to become less settled and has a tendency to develop towards his predecessor (Han Fei).

However, compared to the unscrupulous Han Fei, Zhang Liang is much more prudent in doing things - no matter whether he does good things or bad things, no one can find fault.

This only gave Fu Nian an even greater headache, because he could rarely find a suitable reason to teach his junior brother a lesson.

Just like today, even though Fu Nian knew in his heart that Zhang Liang was definitely doing some unknown trick behind his back, he still had no way of blaming him. The most he could do was remind him to remember to be on time in the future.

No pain or itching at all.

Wheel and wheel...

The sound of carriage wheels running over stone bricks interrupted Fu Nian's inner calculations and brought his attention back to reality.

I saw three luxurious machine carriages, surrounded by an unknown number of soldiers, slowly approaching the Little Saint's Manor.

Among the trees on the side, four eyes, more white than black, can be vaguely seen peeking out from the gaps, observing the entrance of the Little Saint's Villa.

Xiaoshengxian Villa, which occupies most of the mountain, theoretically retains the original appearance of the mountain as much as possible, except for the main part of the mountain village

Maintaining the original natural scenery.

Of course, not much is actually preserved because this Zhuangzi is really too big.

However, the main entrance happens to be a relatively well-preserved part. There is only a road paved with stone bricks, with trees on both sides... This is why Shao Yu Tianming can roll directly from the mountain to the entrance.

With more trees, it is naturally easier to hide people. Tao Zhi and Pao Ding are currently observing the outside world in the canopy of a big tree.

Thief Zhi hid first and hid in before they left at dawn, while Cook Ding came around in a circle after delivering the food box.

Because they were relatively far apart, the two of them could communicate in lower voices:

"It turns out that Mr. Zhang Liang left the picture of the food box with the intention of hiding the two of them in the Little Sage's Manor."

Chef Ding nodded, "This place is really good. It's a big place and there are few people. It's easy to see no outsiders, and the people inside don't know them."

"The soldiers of Qin will not search this place even if they search the city. What can you say...what do you call a person who never fails once ten thousand times?"

Seeing that they were safe at dawn, the Chef Ding breathed a sigh of relief and became a little more addicted to showing off his talents.

"It's foolproof!" Thief Zhi replied angrily, "I've already said it, so stop using allusions and idioms!"

"Business matters, business matters!" Cook Ding quickly changed the subject and pointed at the gate of Little Sage's Village, "Look, he's here!"

Thief Zhi was stunned for a moment when he saw the number of carriages, and then quickly asked the cook Ding, "Three carriages? There will be more than one big shot to be received by Little Saint Xian Manor today?"

Chef Ding stared at the carriage and replied without blinking, "How did I know that?"

"I just know they are going to have distinguished guests."

"Why are you worrying about this? You'll know who they are when they come down later. You don't care who they are!"

"Uh... yes."

During a few chats, the three carriages had stopped, and the three side doors opened one after another.

A person got off the first carriage, a woman.

A fat woman wearing a greenish-yellow skirt and a bright red belt.

This person is also holding up a white mask to cover her face, and her behavior is also artificial and pretentious... Let's just call her coquettish.

Two people got off the second carriage.

The first one looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face, flame-shaped blue-purple lines painted above and below his left eye, and wearing a complex dark purple star-patterned robe.

The latter one is an old man who looks to be at least seventy or eighty years old. He has white beard and hair, and he is leaning on a walking stick. He has a big beard and eyebrows. His eyes are covered, but his hair is very sparse. The whole person looks shaky.

, he may die at someone’s doorstep at any time.

He sprained a bit when he came down. Fortunately, the young man helped him, otherwise he might not have fallen down, and Confucianism would have had a lot of fun.

It's just that the child probably used too much strength when he was holding him up, and the old man felt a little pain.

A man got out of the third carriage, wearing dark clothes.

He had better recognize the current leader of the empire and the real big shot visiting today - Prime Minister Li Si.

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