The Rise of Phoenixes

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The third son of the Qiu family just got Eun Yin and made a recording in the Huwei camp to join the army. After listening to this sentence, Mrs. Qiu's expression narrowed and her hand waved, and the lady-in-law immediately retreated silently.

"Ma'am is really well-controlled," Feng Zhiwei said slightly, and stood up, "Qiufu is more solemn than ever."

Mrs. Qiu was about to be humble and suddenly heard something wrong in this sentence.

"In the past..." She looked at Feng Zhiwei in confusion. Why is this Master Wei so familiar with Qiufu in tone?

Feng Zhi smiled and smiled.

"Haoer hasn't grown up yet, Weier is not very sensible." She smiled at Madam Qiu's sudden change of complexion, "Always let you worry."

"You-you..." Mrs. Qiu took a step back, holding the back of her chair in a shaky manner.

"I'm Wei Zhi." Feng Zhiwei held his hand, his eyes calm and compassionate. "It is now, it will be in the future, it is in North Korea, and it is also in Qiufu."

She handed a letterhead: "This is Uncle Qiu Shi's letter to his wife."

After reading it, Mrs. Qiu turned pale, rubbing the letter paper in her hands, thinking about it improperly, and quickly unfolding it.

Feng Zhi smiled and looked at her with a smile.

In her current identity, it is too easy to get Qiu Shangqi's words. I took it to the Yan family's versatile disciples to learn it. A Qiu Shangqi handwritten letter was made. The tone of the letter was ambiguous, and I only repeatedly told Wei Zhi. With great abilities, Qiufu now has no master, and his wife must comply with all its requirements and arrangements in order to cooperate sincerely.

The letter looked in Mrs. Qiu's eyes. It seemed that Qiu Shangqi had already understood Feng Zhiwei's identity. He still asked her not to go against it, and remembered that the master had repeatedly asked him to make this "Master Wei" well before he left. Speechless.

"Ma'am." Feng Zhi said faintly, "Since I candidly meet you and Master Qiu, you don't have to worry about my feelings of resentment for Qiufu. If Qiufu is not here, you will still have everything for you in the future. It’s good to work hard together."

Mrs. Qiu looked at Feng Zhiwei and realized that she was telling the truth. In her current capacity, Qiu Shangqi is not here. If she really wants to do it, Qiufu will not let her rub it round? Now that she has come here in person to reveal her identity, she is showing sincerity that she doesn't know any good or bad anyway. Should she really offend her? Who will support her then? Even if his maiden came forward, it may not be able to manage the affairs of Qiufu.

It was just intuitively uneasy, but there was no good way. When the master was not there, she lost her core of mind. The expelled Feng Zhiwei was so shocked by this identity that the shocking news completely stunned her mind.

"What do you want?" she said weakly for a while.

"You have seen it." Feng Zhi smiled. "I am your niece, mine is yours, and you have my share. What do you say so clearly?"

Mrs. Qiu opened her mouth, her face was pale, Feng Zhiwei looked at her kindly, and smiled: "I am your identity, you naturally want to keep secret; Qiufu, Feng Zhiwei is coming back; from now on, Feng Zhiwei After being picked up by you from your Jianghuai maiden, Master Wei, or a friend of Qiufu, did you understand..."

Mrs. Qiu stood staring. In the hot weather, there was cold sweat in her vest. Looking at Feng Zhiwei’s smiling face, her eyes were completely unsmiling, and she felt that cold air burst from the bottom of her heart. .

She never underestimated this niece, but still underestimated too much!

"Hello, hello everyone, from now on, what should I do to the Miss Feng family who returns to the house, I must not have to take care of you again." Feng Zhiwei patted the sleeves casually, "Nature, vote for Li, Qiufu, and three Brother, I will take good care of it."

Mrs. Qiu sat down a bit blankly, and said for a long time: "Zhiwei, before..."

"Please call me Master Wei." Feng Zhi smiled and smiled.

Mrs. Qiu worked hard to get along, and just wanted to say something, suddenly heard a loud noise not far away.

"Catch the assassin! An assassin disturbed his wife!"

And Auntie An's broken gong crying, "Mrs. Madam! The old slave was almost killed by the Feng family bitch, you must give me the call!"

Mrs. Qiu's face became more and more ugly. Feng Zhiwei looked sideways, grabbed Gu Nanyi who wanted to go out and beat people, and Gu Nanyi looked down at her slender fingers on her wrist and stopped moving.

"Don't disturb your wife, leave." Feng Zhiwei stood up, "Tomorrow Zhiwei will be waiting for your car to "receive Qiufu" outside the city gate, don't forget."

Mrs. Qiu nodded bitterly, Feng Zhiwei looked at her as if she was not at home, and smiled and reminded: "Shouldn't you save your valuable guests?"

Mrs. Qiu stood up and walked along with Feng Zhiwei for a few steps, numbly chanting: "We have prepared wine and rice in the room, Master Wei, please use supper before leaving."

"My wife is kind, and my little nephew leads me." Feng Zhi pretends to be pretending to be slightly pretended.

In a pretentious manner, Feng Zhiwei passed the group of guards who rushed to catch the assassin, and at a glance saw Chunyumeng and Yanhuaishi who were following the bustling, Chunyumeng looked away from the arms and laughed: " The guards of General Qiu's family are magnificent! There is no assassin from the east of the house to the west of the house, and no shadow is seen!"

Qiujia and Chunyujia are famous military commanders, but they belong to different factions. The relationship is not good on weekdays. Chunyumeng is also happy to catch a few words.

Mrs. Qiu didn’t know these two people, but after listening to the introduction of the supervisor, she felt even more awe-inspiring—Where did Feng Zhiwei come from? Actually made friends with Chun Yu's and Yan's!

Standing at the front of the stage, she scolded the leader of the guard with an upset mood: "I'm good here, where is the assassin? Such a random shout, not afraid of guest jokes!"

"Madam!" Auntie An rolled down to the stage, "The old slave was just beaten by the woman of the Feng family... you see..."

Mrs. Qiu didn't even look at Aunt An, who had swollen nose and blue eyes. "You're so old! What place? Why do you yell? I don't have to tell people that I have no rules in Qiufu! Drag on, palms..."

Before everyone could drag the stunned Aunt An down, she said coldly to a housemaid's maidservant: "Weir has just returned to Dijing from my old house in Jianghuai's Sheng family, and is still outside the city. Liu Beiche, took the wives to pick up the lady and return to the house."