Main Text Chapter 687 The Distinguished Guest Arrives

"Master Wu?" Sikong Wuwei's eyes widened, "Real or false?"

Zhao Fei also let go of the chess piece in his hand, without any pretense, and said bluntly: "She is a nice woman, she is the woman I like. But you also know my current situation. I say I am the master of a palace, but in fact half of the income Chengdu was given to Mu Xinggong, and her cultivation level is higher than mine, so I'm afraid I might be suspected of clinging to her if I open my mouth."

It’s really a bastard who likes mung beans! Miao Yi didn't expect him to express it so straightforwardly, "This is not a problem! She took the initiative to tell me that she is interested in you. But there is one thing I want to remind you, she is not perfect anymore. I don't know if you will Do you mind? I guess she was worried about this and didn't want to ask you, so she asked me to ask."

Zhao Feidao: "That's not important. Finding a like-minded person is the most important thing."

"Old Zhao, you have to think carefully. With her status, it is impossible for her to be your concubine. Once she is with you, she will be your main wife. With her situation, I am afraid there will be a lot of gossips, huh? ..." Before Sikong Wuwei could finish his words, Miao Yi slapped him on the mouth and pushed him away.

Miao Yi said: "Don't listen to him, I'm just asking you if it's true? This won't give me face."

If the two of them really hit it off, he would also like Zhao Fei and Wu Menglan's affair to come true. To be honest, Zhao Fei's affair is nothing to him. He will do something even more extreme later. He wants to directly steal someone's wife. Zhao Fei can be the last one. Even better.

Zhao Fei said slowly: "It has nothing to do with your face. I have been with her for two days and I feel very good. I want to spend the rest of my life with her."

Miao Yi slapped his thigh, "Anyway, there are only a few months left to pay the annual payment. We have arrived in the capital. Can I help you confirm what she means? If she agrees?"

Zhao Fei said neatly: "I will marry her!"

"Okay! It's a man! It's settled!" Miao Yi could be said to be clasping his hands and laughing. It was the first time in his life that he was a matchmaker. He found that being a matchmaker was actually quite simple. He didn't know that the matchmaker who went to Old Li's house in the tofu shop opposite to propose marriage for him was a matchmaker. What level.

Sikong Wuwei was a little embarrassed. He really had a macho mentality and felt that Zhao Fei was in such good condition. You need status and status, status and status, no matter how good you look. She has a gentle and elegant temperament. What kind of woman is she looking for? It would be a pity to have a second-hand product as the main wife and cause unnecessary gossip.

"Why are you shaking your head? Go aside!" Miao Yi pulled him away. He took his seat. Sitting directly opposite Zhao Fei, he started to clean up the chessboard, "Zhao Fei, come on, come on, in order to celebrate that your life is settled, let's kill for 300 rounds and have fun."

Zhao Fei stood up and said, "I've played chess with you forever, so I'd better skip it."

Miao Yi immediately glared and said, "What do you mean? Do you think my level is low? Ask Qian'er and the others, I rarely lose!"

"Your chess skills are too bad. I can't bear it!" Zhao Fei said a word, and Yun Danfeng walked away with his hands behind his back. I would rather hide away than play chess with him.

"My chess skills are poor?" Miao Yi pointed to Sikong Wuwei aside, "No matter how bad my chess skills are, can I be worse than Sikong, the regretful chess king?"

Sikong Wuwei also glared and said: "Miao Yi, you have figured it out, whoever has bad chess skills, your fucking chess skills are recognized as poor!"

"Fart!" Miao Yi scolded him and pointed at Zhao Fei's leaving figure, "Zhao Fei, you have no conscience. Aren't you afraid that I will ruin the good relationship between you and Wu Menglan?"

Zhao Fei was unmoved and too lazy to pay attention to him.

Miao Yi had no choice but to turn around and point at Sikong Wuwei, "Sikong, don't be pretentious, come on! Let's kill him for three hundred rounds, and we will see the real deal."

"I said, brother, you usually seem to be a very smart person, but why are you so ignorant when playing chess? What about playing bad chess? When I play chess with others, I am just cheating, but when others play chess with you, they are worried about losing. Life!" Sikong Wuwei also stood up and shook his head and left, "I can't afford it. I still want to live for two more years, so you can find someone else to play with."

Miao Yi grimaced and bared his teeth for a while, then turned back to look at Qian'er and Xue'er, pointed at the two of them and asked in a deep voice: "You two, answer me honestly and don't make empty lies. Is this my chess quality?" Is it really as bad as they say?”

The two girls shook their heads quickly. They dared to tell the truth about everything, but this one didn't dare to tell the truth. This was evident from the fact that she got angry with Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei over playing chess.

Qian'er smiled and said with relief: "Sir, that's because they feel too much pressure in the face of your offensive on the chessboard. They don't want to lose badly, and they don't dare to play against you for fear of embarrassment, so they are making excuses! How can you not hear this? "

"Just a few words to wake up the dreamer." Miao Yi laughed suddenly, feeling greatly relieved. He waved his hand and said, "I won't argue with them anymore. Come on, Qian'er, let's kill two games."

"Yes!" Qian'er smiled and bowed, "I hope you will be merciful and don't let this servant lose too ugly."

"Haha! I'll give you two." Miao Yi sat down first.

Qian'er glanced at Xue'er, who immediately made an excuse and ran away, "I'm going to make tea."

Ever since she learned how to play chess with adults, Xueer no longer dared to compete with her sister to play chess with adults. She would only play chess when asked.

After sitting down facing each other, the two began to form a formation. As soon as he got on the chessboard, Miao Yi immediately entered the state of concentration with all his concentration. He was so selfless that he had all kinds of expressions on his face.

Qian'er and Xue'er looked at each other, and they were quite helpless. This man is good at everything, but why does he seem to be obsessed with chess every time he starts playing chess? His face looked scary.

In short, the adults can't win or lose, and they are just new players. Their chess skills are terrible, and they are particularly fond of this. It's really worrying.

The two girls complained about Wu Menglan in their hearts. Why did they have to teach adults how to play chess? It would be better if they continued to let adults not understand. Now the only shortcoming of adults has been exposed.

Qian'er could only watch the changes in his facial expressions and play according to his emotions. It was too tiring to play chess like this.

The result is predictable. Miao Yi already had time to pick up the teacup and tease, "Qian'er, you have been playing chess since you were a child, but you are not as good as me, a beginner!"

He was distracted and felt his own words and deeds when he said this. Damn, such a good demeanor is far better than that rough Sikong. He actually said that my chess character is bad. Fortunately, my personal maid is my confidant and never lies to me. Otherwise, I would have been fooled by those guys. It turns out that people who play chess are like this. However, playing chess is really fun. It is better than fighting for life and death. If you are not careful, you may lose the whole game. You can't afford to lose!

Qian'er said with a smile: "Your Excellency's brain is beyond doubt. For you, playing chess is a trivial skill. My maid's brain is not comparable to yours!"

Little did he know that someone's problem was caused by these women.

"Too modest!" Miao Yi waved his hand lightly and patted down a piece with grace. In fact, he thought so. If he didn't have a brain, how could he live until now? Qian'er was telling the truth. It seemed that he did have a talent for chess...

It was rare to come here. After staying here for two more days, Sikong Wuwei and Zhao Fei also said goodbye. Both sides agreed to meet again when the capital city paid the annual tribute.

Not long after the two left Zhenren Palace and flew out, they suddenly saw two figures passing by quickly. The speed was too fast for them to believe. They didn't see what the people looked like before they passed by.

They looked back at the same time. Sikong Wuwei asked: "He went to the direction of Zhenren Palace. Could he be looking for Miao Yi?"

Zhao Fei said: "It's hard to say. This guy is now connected with the envoy. It may not be impossible to have contact with such a master, but it is also very likely that he passed by here."

The two figures that passed by quickly landed outside the palace of Zhenren Palace, and a man and a woman appeared.

The man was none other than An Zhengfeng.

The woman was a beautiful middle-aged woman with a delicate and attractive face, her hair tied high, her figure graceful and tall, and she was unusually tall, even taller than An Zhengfeng. She had a slim waist and a big chest, and she was wearing a long black and white dress. She was calm and her eyes were graceful and steady, revealing a sense of nobility.

Swish! The four walkers were already standing on the palace wall and looking outside. They were all a little surprised and doubtful. They could feel that the two visitors below were extraordinary. From their flying speed, it could be seen that they were far beyond their reach.

The guard at the door shouted: "Who dares to trespass here!"

An Zhengfeng said: "Inform your Palace Master Miao and say that an old friend named 'An' is here. He will naturally know who I am."

"Wait a minute!" The guard immediately reported it. It was really that the number of visitors was too frequent recently.

After watching the guard go in to report, An Zhengfeng turned his head to look at the woman beside him and said in a voice transmission: "Why don't you just go in directly? Why do you have to follow these rules?"

The woman with beautiful eyes looking around said coldly: "It's all your fault! How can I be careless? Since I'm here, I have to see it clearly inside and out. Some details can best reflect a person."

An Zhengfeng's face flashed with embarrassment, and he changed the subject: "If someone asks you who you are later, what should I say?"

The beautiful woman said: "Just say you are your subordinate."

An Zhengfeng hesitated for a while, and finally shut up. Then just stand here and wait honestly.

After a while, Miao Yi came quickly. When he heard that the surname was An, plus the appearance, Miao Yi knew that it was the damned An Zhengfeng who came. I don't know what he wants to see him for.

Although he is not welcome, his status is there, so he can only rush to greet him in person.

When he arrived at the palace gate, he saw that it was indeed An Zhengfeng. He found that the sun was rising from the west. This old man did not rush in, but waited at the door to be informed. It seems that the power of this Golden Palace deacon is much greater than he imagined! Miao Yi muttered in his heart, and walked forward with a smile and bowed to greet him: "Shopkeeper An is here, I am sorry for not welcoming you."

When An Zhengfeng saw this guy, his mouth twitched fiercely, and he said expressionlessly: "I heard that you got promoted again, you are climbing up quickly." (To be continued..)