(Girls' Literature) Who in the rivers and lakes does not know that this world's No. 1 catcher has a good eye that few people can match, whether it is appreciating antiques, reading calligraphy and painting or Soma, Jin Jiuling is a leader. However, if this is the case, he may be able to become a generation of masters, but he will definitely not become a famous catcher.

The most important thing is his ability to remember people, even if it is just a stranger he has accidentally met on the street a few years ago, he has the ability to recognize that face when he sees him again.

Jin Jiuling, as the head catcher of the six doors, also had the opportunity to see the face of the sky, and he remembered the face of the young man in front of him so vividly that he couldn't forget it, and he didn't dare to forget it.

Qiao Heng stood in front of the window, a round of golden wheels happened to hang behind him, the bright sun shone on him, and he was dressed in black to absorb all the brilliance.

Jin Jiuling, who was intimidated by the momentum around him, suddenly overlapped everything he saw now with the scene when he was on a pilgrimage to the Taihe Hall in the past.

Qiao Heng took in all the clothes and decorations of the person who suddenly broke into the room, and was very sure that this person was Jin Jiuling. Since he was not an accident, the guard in his heart was lowered slightly.

He said flatly, "Close the door." There was no pampering arrogance in the words, it just made people feel that whatever he said was taken for granted.

Jin Jiuling was regained his attention by his words, he hurriedly closed the door of the guest room, but the cold sweat on his forehead was almost falling, he couldn't understand why the emperor, who should have been far away in the capital, suddenly came to Jiangnan, and he couldn't understand whether today's meeting was designed or just an accident.

But no matter what, the identity of the emperor cannot be leaked from him.

Jin Jiuling closed the door and immediately wanted to kneel down as soon as he lifted the hem of his clothes.

Who would have thought that today's chief catcher, who has an extraordinary appearance and is very in awe of imperial power, will be transformed into an embroidery thief in the coming day, and even the eyes of his friends and best friends can be mercilessly stabbed reads();. And he did this only because his friend Jiang Chongwei was the head of the Pingnan Palace, and he wanted the treasures in the treasury of the palace.

Before Jin Jiuling knelt down, Qiao Heng said: "Jin Zhutou is polite, you don't have to salute me, I think you are afraid that you have recognized the wrong person, my cousin is still sitting in the capital." ”

Jin Jiuling is an extremely intelligent person, and as soon as these words came out, he looked at Qiao Heng with a shocked face.

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Compared with the righteous gentleman, Qiao Heng is actually better at dealing with despicable villains, because he knows their thoughts and wants too well, and he can guess their next move without thinking deeply.

Jin Jiuling seems to be difficult to master, but it couldn't be easier.

He has good money, a good name, and a thirst for challenges, which are too easy to satisfy, if he pursues a happy life, an ordinary life, then it is called a person who has no way to start. What Qiao Heng has never done himself, how can he do it for others?

Jin Jiuling is really smart, not to mention anything else, he can steal the entire eighteen pearls from the heavily guarded Pingnan Palace, which is enough to prove his strength, even if everything he does in the future is exposed by Lu Xiaofeng, there is still no one How did he quietly transport the eighteen pearls out of the palace.

Ten buckets are one hundred, and eighteen buckets are one hundred and eighty buckets.

It took years for the Nanwang Mansion to accumulate this huge number of pearls, which contained all kinds of precious gems and jade polished into fist-sized beads, as well as night pearls offered by the small barbarian countries bordering the fiefdom of the King of Pingnan.

These countless pearls, even if they are packed in boxes, they have to be packed in several boxes, but Jin Jiuling has the ability to steal them all silently.

Knowing people and making good use of them, what Qiao Heng wants is his ability.

The treasures of the Jewel Pavilion and Huo Xiu's inheritance, he didn't have the energy to take it personally, but it didn't matter, it was okay to have Jin Jiuling, as the so-called art industry has a specialization, and Jin Jiuling would do it, and it would probably be better than what he would do himself.

Money is never everything, but many times, with money, there are so many things it can do.

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Qiao Heng's clothes were a little strong, and he had been separated from Jin Jiuling for several days, walking on the crowded streets, holding a horse in his hand.

The clothes were black, and the horses were snow-white without a trace of variegation.

Today, the sun is good, shining warmly on the body, but it is not very dazzling and scorching.

His hands and feet are cold all year round, and it is rare to encounter a sunny day that makes him feel not scorching but also feels a little pleasant, he walks unhurriedly, just letting the sun shine on him, so that the naked/exposed skin is also dyed with a little warmth.

Today, I don't know which big family in the local area is holding a wedding, and I can hear the sound of blowing and blowing from a long distance, and there are quasi-pedestrians on the street who have stopped on both sides, waiting for the pick-up team to come.

When Qiao Heng saw the welcoming team coming at the end of the street, he also brought his horse to the side to avoid the team.

The bridegroom was dressed in a wedding dress, and rode a black horse with a mighty horse, and behind him were several horses, all of whom were young men of about the same age, and it seemed that they should be the man's friends or invited concubines. Brightly colored flags, gongs, umbrellas, and fans adorn the procession, and the eight-lift sedan chair is in the middle of the procession.

On both sides of the procession, there are maids carrying wooden baskets, which contain fresh petals and copper coins, and they occasionally grab a handful and scatter them to the roadside, all the way to the fragrance of flowers.

Qiao Heng watched the procession pass in front of his eyes.

It's been a long time since I've seen such an unusually lively celebration as welcoming a family.

It's just that no matter how long he looks at this scene, he doesn't feel strange at all, throughout the ages, among the countless people who rode on the tall horse first, there have been him, even if it was only that time, the original scene is vivid.

The procession gradually walked past, trampled on the filthy petals in vain.

At this moment, Qiao Heng's leg was hit lightly.

He looked down and saw that it was a little girl who was no more than five or six years old.

The little girl saw that she had bumped into someone, and the sugar painting she was holding in her hand had stained the other party's clothes, she was at a loss, and her voice trembled when she spoke: "Yes...... I'm sorry. ”

Seeing that Qiao Heng didn't speak, her whole person looked scared and panicked, "I will make my father pay for your clothes." Can...... But I couldn't find my father, so I just ......" and she burst into tears.

Qiao Heng hugged her to his horse and made her sit high, so that her parents could see her more easily.

He said, "Wait here." ”

The girl's eyes were alarmed.

He noticed her expression, and under her gaze, his hands were clasped together, and when he spread his hands slightly, a butterfly attracted by the fragrance of petals all over the ground was actually caught in his palm at some point.

He clasped his hands again before the butterfly flew away.

Qiao Heng's movements completely attracted the girl's attention, and under her amazed gaze, Qiao Heng raised his hand and handed the butterfly to the girl sitting on the horse.

The girl held a butterfly in her palm, but the child did not know how important it was, and after a while, the butterfly was accidentally pinched to death by her.

She didn't mean to kill it, she knew it wasn't right, and she looked even more helpless. She apologized again: "I'm sorry, I ......"

Qiao Heng interrupted her words, his voice was as beautiful as Kunshan jade, he didn't care about the death of the butterfly he caught, he said, "It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong, you did a good job." ”

He even calmly asked, "Do you want more?"

The girl suddenly felt terrified, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.

She stiffened on her horse.

When the welcoming team passed by just now, there were so many people on both sides of the road, and when the welcoming team left, they found that their daughter was gone, and a couple was so anxious that they were sweating profusely and kept looking around. When they saw the girl on the white horse, as if waiting for someone, the couple almost burst into tears.

The couple thanked them for picking up the girl from Qiao Heng and left.

From the girl's appearance to being picked up, it was probably the time when others didn't even have time to finish a cup of tea.

There is a small building next to the road, which is quiet and clean, and the owner of the small building always likes to sit in front of the window shrouded in the setting sun, letting the soft twilight breeze blow through him.

The boy in white, who had heard everything from beginning to end and roughly guessed what was going on outside, was going down to help, but when he heard the girl's parents find their child, he smiled gently.

The kind-hearted young man who hadn't had time to mount his horse and leave seemed to notice him as well, and the man in white seemed to feel his gaze on him.

He looked through the open window and said softly, "This boy has something important to do and is in a hurry to leave? If not, come in and change your clothes before leaving." ”