Madam is right

Chapter 93 092. Young Master of Changfeng Sect

After dinner, the siblings sat and chatted together.

"The person who assassinated yesterday, what kind of clue does Chu'er have?"

"I don't have any, but," Mo Zhichu approached Mo Zhiqing, whispered mysteriously, "I guess it's probably the problem over there."

Over there, of course, refers to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Well, that's good, but Chu'er should be more careful when going out in the future."

"I know, Chu'er still regrets his life~" Mo Zhichu said, picked up the jade bottle that was put aside, and prepared to apply medicine to himself.

"However, I probably don't have much time for me to wander around. After all, Chu'er will be like my brother, scrambling in the barracks."

Mo Zhiqing reached out to take the jade bottle from Mo Zhichu's hand, and personally massaged the baby sister.

"So, Chu'er has already decided when to enter the camp?"

"I've thought about it a long time ago...ah!" Mo Zhichu gasped in pain, Mo Zhiqing hurriedly stopped in distress, and blew on Mo Zhichu's wound.

Mo Zhichu continued, "I thought about it early in the morning, but I haven't had time to tell my father yet."

Mo Zhiqing smiled, and continued to move, "Chu'er is really sensible. But Chu'er remember, if you have any difficulties in the barracks, you can come to your brother at any time, and he will help you solve it. Yet?"

"Yeah! Got it! Brother is the best!" Mo Zhichu raised his face and smiled sweetly at his gentle brother.

After a while, Mo Zhiqing didn't stop until the ointment on Mo Zhichu's ankle was massaged until it was absorbed.

Mo Zhiqing picked up the jade bottle on the table, took a closer look, smelled the ointment, and said, "This ointment is good."

Mo Zhiqing looked at Mo Zhichu, as if he wanted to hear his sister explain the origin of the ointment.

But Mo Zhichu didn't care, "Oh? Really? I thought it was just an ordinary ointment. What's different about this ointment?" Mo Zhichu asked back.

Mo Zhiqing didn't expect that his sister knew nothing about this top-quality ointment.

"Chu'er doesn't know? Then where did you get this ointment?"

"Yanqing gave it to me. I thought it was an ordinary ointment for bruises. Isn't it?" Mo Zhichu looked curious.

Mo Zhiqing said helplessly: "This is the ultimate ointment used in the palace, Qilin ointment. Qilin ointment can not only cure bruises, but also remove scars and tendons.

I heard that it also has the effect of beautifying and retaining the face, so some concubines love to use it.But that is only available to concubines with enough status.I didn't expect Chu'er to have such a good thing. "

Mo Zhichu suddenly realized, "I said why this ointment works so well. After using it last night, it feels much better today."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhichu remembered the crux of the problem, "But since this Qilin ointment is used by the imperial court, how did Yan Qing get it?"

"This, brother also wants to know."

Mo Zhiqing looked at the sky, it was getting late, Mo Zhiqing patted his sister's head, and said lovingly, "What are you worrying about? Next time you see him again, just ask him and you'll know? It's not too late now It's early, Chu'er has an early rest, and my brother will go back first."

Only then did Mo Zhichu say goodbye to Mo Zhiqing, but the doubts grew bigger and bigger in Mo Zhichu's mind, but he couldn't find an exit.

This Zhao Yanqing is really mysterious!

That night, although Mo Zhichu was full of doubts, it did not affect her sleep quality.

But in Qingfengyuan, Qin Yifeng couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Indeed, as Mo Zhichu said, based on what Shao Yuxuan knew so far, even if he told him, he might not know what Mo Zhichu was talking about.

What Mo Zhichu wanted to talk about was about his background and his sect.

Changfeng faction, perhaps no one mentions it now, but it was indeed a very famous sect in the world.

Even though the sect is much more low-key now, it has an unshakable reputation and status in the arena.

When Emperor Qingyuan conquered the country, he was unable to attack for a long time because of the mountainous geographical environment in the Jiangnan area and the completely different weather conditions in Pingjing.

At this time, thanks to the great help of the Changfeng faction, Emperor Qingyuan finally gnawed down this hard bone.

And the biggest hero in this battle, the Changfeng Sect, became the most prestigious sect in the rivers and lakes in one fell swoop with an unstoppable momentum.

Ever since Dayu founded the country, there have been countless disciples under the Changfeng Sect.

However, the third head of the Changfeng Sect, Qin Yifeng's father, Qin Xin, realized the hidden dangers brought about by the Changfeng Sect's fame.

So Qin Xin made a decisive decision, changed the Changfeng Sect's past style, began to hide the sect's voice, and announced to the outside world that he would not participate in any power struggles, and only existed for chivalry.

The style of the Changfeng School has also been recognized by Emperor Chengyuan and praised by the people.

Qin Yifeng was supposed to live a happy life, and all the turning points happened on that rainy night a year ago.

Qin Ning, the master of the Zhuque Hall of the Changfeng Sect, is also Qin Yifeng's uncle and Qin Xin's younger brother. On that rainy night, in order to win the head of the Changfeng Sect, he actually killed his own brother.

Under the desperate protection of Qin Xin and his cronies, Qin Yifeng and Qin Yimo were protected.

However, the death of Qin Xin and others did not bring back Qin Ning's conscience.

After Qin Xin's death, Qin Ning took the position of head in one fell swoop, and imprisoned Qin Yifeng and Qin Yimo.

Although Qin Ning gave orders not to treat the two of them badly, the servants of the Qin family were a group of devils who secretly tortured the two brothers and sisters, but Qin Ning turned a blind eye to them.

Qin Ning even sold Qin Yimo who was only eight years old too much.

Qin Yifeng sometimes feels puzzled when he thinks about it, what kind of hatred must he have to treat his blood relatives like this.

He doesn't understand.

Fortunately, Qin Yifeng has always been kind, and he once helped a concierge inadvertently.

It was this concierge who secretly sent him a letter telling him that Qin Yimo had been sold, that he made up his mind and escaped from the Qin family.

Qin Yifeng wandered all the way until he met Mo Zhichu.

Mo Zhichu was only right that Shao Yuxuan didn't know about it.

The young master of Changfeng faction?
He is long gone.

And, let me ask, is there any young master like him who doesn't even have a place to stay?

Qin Yifeng sat alone in the dark, laughing at himself.

Shao Yuxuan called him a beggar, isn't he?

Homeless and without food.

"Did they say you are a beggar and you are?"

Qin Yifeng's ears suddenly rang what Mo Zhichu said to him when Chu arrived at the general's mansion.

Yes, is he really a beggar?

He was supposed to be the honorable young master of the Changfeng Sect, not to mention that he would defend his home and country like General Mo in the future, at least he could provide a home for those poor homeless people.

And many years later, like his father, he will use his own way to guard this land.

He had heard that Mo Zhichu would enter the military camp soon and embark on the same road of defending his family and country as her father and her brother.

A five-year-old child, even a girl, has such awareness, what right does he have to give up on himself here?

Qin Yifeng was suddenly blessed. Couldn't he take back what his ruthless uncle took from him?
Based on his knowledge of Qin Ning, he never believed that Qin Ning would be like his father, guarding the Changfeng faction and staying on one side.

Then, the future will be guarded by him!
He is the young master of Changfeng Sect, Qin Yifeng!
(End of this chapter)