Chapter 932: Zhang Feng, broken by Yuan Ji! [1]

That night.

Luoyang City, on the second day after the curfew was lifted, was still filled with singing and dancing.

In front of the Grand Coachman's residence.

A carriage slowly drove to the front of the Grand Coachman's residence and stopped.

The attendant driving the carriage lifted the carriage curtain and placed a small stool under the carriage.

Zhang Feng, dressed in a black robe, stepped off the carriage, and the attendant behind him took a wooden box out of the carriage and slowly followed Zhang Feng's footsteps toward Yuan Ji's residence.

The gatekeeper and steward were already waiting for Zhang Feng in front of the residence gate.

"Lord Zhang, my master is waiting for you in the inner chamber," the middle-aged gatekeeper said, bowing.

Zhang Feng nodded with a kind smile and then followed the gatekeeper toward the inner chamber of the residence.

Not long after, after bypassing the garden in the front courtyard, Zhang Feng arrived at the inner chamber of the front courtyard.

In front of the inner chamber, Zhang Feng took the medicine box from the attendant and entered the room.

After walking through the door of the inner chamber, Zhang Feng raised his eyes and looked around.

When he saw that the room was empty, with only lit candles, Zhang Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Then he sniffed, his expression showing a hint of contemplation.

"Brother Zhang."

A soft call rang out in the room.

Zhang Feng looked in the direction of the voice and then turned around a screen.

Behind the screen, Yuan Ji, dressed in a white robe, was sitting behind a desk brewing tea, a gentle smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng frowned slightly: "Lord Yuan..."

Before Zhang Feng could finish his sentence, Yuan Ji smiled and gestured to the seat in front of him:

"Brother Zhang, do not misunderstand. I invited you here indeed to see a doctor, but this illness of mine is not a physical one, but a sickness of the heart."

Hmm?

Zhang Feng looked at Yuan Ji with confusion: "Lord Yuan, I only understand medicine, not the arts of the heart. If Lord Yuan only has a sickness of the heart, then please seek a more capable person."

As he spoke, Zhang Feng turned to leave.

All of Luoyang, and even the whole world, knew that the scholar-clans and the eunuchs were irreconcilable.

The Yuan clan is the head of the world's scholar-clans, and Zhang Feng's father is the head of the Ten Regular Attendants.

How could such two people sit together and talk heart-to-heart?

However, just as Zhang Feng turned around.

Yuan Ji, sitting behind the desk, chuckled and shook his head: "Brother Zhang is so anxious, not even waiting for me to finish my words, it's just..."

"If Brother Zhang leaves, I fear there will be a matter lingering in your heart that will never be resolved."

Zhang Feng's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to look at Yuan Ji behind him.

"Brother Zhang, actually, this matter of mine stems from something in your residence. This matter has troubled me for a long time, and I have been considering whether or not to tell you."

"If Brother Zhang does not want to know, then forget it."

As Yuan Ji spoke, he picked up a wooden spoon and poured tea into a black jade teacup placed opposite him.

Zhang Feng, standing at the door, slowly turned around, came before Yuan Ji, put down the medicine box in his hand, and knelt down in front of Yuan Ji.

Seeing Zhang Feng sit down, Yuan Ji smiled and gestured for him to have tea.

Zhang Feng did not pick up the teacup in front of him and said straight to the point: "Lord Yuan, please speak. My time is limited."

Yuan Ji, however, calmly picked up the teacup in front of him.

Since Zhang Feng was already sitting there, he was not worried that Zhang Feng would not be interested in what he was about to say.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Zhang."

Yuan Ji took a light sip of tea and said: "I have been struggling with this matter for a long time, but I could not make a decision."

"But Brother Zhang's character makes me feel that if I don't say this, I will feel very guilty, very guilty."

"So, after thinking it over, I decided to inform Brother Zhang."

"However, I also hope that after Brother Zhang knows, you must remain calm, because if you are not calm, this matter could very likely cost you your life!"

"In that case, I would feel even more guilty."

Following Yuan Ji's words, under the illumination of the candlelight, a confused and solemn expression gradually appeared on Zhang Feng's face.

Seeing Zhang Feng like this, Yuan Ji was certain that Zhang Feng had been led by his rhythm.

Although Zhang Feng still did not speak at this moment.

"Brother Zhang, I wonder... I wonder if you have noticed recently if there is anyone in your home, or anything that is not quite right?" Yuan Ji fixed his gaze on Zhang Feng's eyes.

Zhang Feng frowned: "What does Lord Yuan mean by this? What is wrong with my family?"

"Sigh..."

Yuan Ji sighed and said: "Yesterday, the curfew in the city was lifted. I had been stifled in my residence for months, so I wanted to go out for a walk."

"It is a coincidence."

"When I was going to the Gold Market, I met your wife, Brother Zhang."

"What is strange about that?" Zhang Feng said, his face gradually darkening: "Is this all Lord Yuan wanted to say?"

Yuan Ji shook his head quickly and said: "Of course not."

"Brother Zhang, please listen patiently."

Yuan Ji said unhurriedly: "When I saw your wife, I was prepared to greet her, but she seemed very anxious."

"At that time, I really didn't think much of it, thinking that your wife had encountered something."

"Brother Zhang, you also know that since the Taiping Dao incident, Luoyang has been very chaotic."

"So, at that time, I let my servant catch up to see if there was anything I could help with."

"But..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Ji paused and looked at Zhang Feng with some difficulty: "Brother Zhang, I really have no malice."

"It's just that I didn't expect that after the servant returned, he actually discovered..."

"Discovered what?"

Zhang Feng's tone changed, and a ferocity that was completely different from his usual humility gradually appeared on his face.

Just like... just like that night behind the residence.

"Sigh..."

"I shouldn't have said this, but..." ===== CHAPTER 934 =====