Lin Fu looked at the capable subordinates behind him, and said angrily: "Let me go down to check, this dragon Jiao will definitely not appear in Fengyue Lake for no reason, starting with the shark clan in Beihai, as well as all the clans and clans in the city, all of them are not allowed to be missed." ”

"Yes!"

Chen Pingsheng's face was embarrassed, and he said, "This ......"

It is true that the Jiang family pays attention to the fact that it would rather kill by mistake than misplace, but this will undoubtedly have a certain impact on the reputation of the family.

The Chen family is also a businessman, and they pay more attention to the word reputation, even if there is nothing to check like this now, it is inevitable that those opponents will find an opportunity to speak out. Cause unnecessary trouble to the Chen family.

"Uncle Fu, the Chen family doesn't need it. ”

The old slave wrote it down. Lin Fu said and saw Jiang Qizhen in the distance leading a few maids to hurry over, so he bowed and left.

Chen Pingsheng was even more afraid, even more nervous than when he saw Long Jiao just now: "What, Jiang Changan, I'll go back first, let's talk later, don't forget to promise my brother!"

Before he finished speaking, he patted his butt and rushed away with more than 200 catties of fat.

The lively scene just now was a lot quieter for a while, and Jiang Changan looked at Ye Yan Tingxue with a somewhat cramped and uneasy expression.

This look became more obvious as Jiang Qizhen approached step by step.

Ye Yan Tingxue turned around and was about to leave, Jiang Changan asked with some hatred: "I didn't expect that Ye Yan Tingxue, who is unfathomable in the way of the sword, would be afraid of a woman, let me ask you, do you like my eldest sister?"

Ye Yan listened to Xue's body stagnant, did not answer, and quietly left.

When he returned to his residence, he did not go directly to the hut and did not set foot in the Star Picking Tower.

Instead, he sat down on the ground in front of the one hundred and seventy-six altars of Junzi Lan in the courtyard. The long sword is placed across the legs, holding your breath and concentrating to understand the way of the sword.

After a while and three moments, he still couldn't settle down, the rock-solid heart kept shaking, he no longer held his breath, no longer concentrated, and looked at the junzi orchid in front of him in a daze with a trace of thought, the fragrance was fragrant, but he couldn't keep it.

"If you want it, you can't get it, it's the best. ”

Fengyue Lake, the bank of the cold river, the plum blossoms are fragrant, and the breeze is cold.

"Who do you think did it?" Jiang Qizhen asked, as if hiding the anger in her belly, her face gloomy.

"I don't know, but someone has to jump out first, and then the real highlight is the real thing. ”

Jiang Changan said with a calm smile, the breeze hit his handsome face, and it was even more free, "Eldest sister, you don't have to come over if there is this kind of news later, it is estimated that the next thing will be one after another, if you run here all day long, you won't let people laugh." ”

I am afraid that except for fools, there is only Jiang Changan.

Jiang Qizhen said angrily: "What are you laughing at? I see who dares to laugh! I'll cut off his tongue! Don't be afraid, my sister will give you a head!"

"Flutter" Jiang Changan couldn't help laughing when he looked at her serious face, and at the same time his heart was warm.

"People are planning to kill you, and you can still laugh. ”

Jiang Changan smiled even more happily: "Then what else can I do, there are a lot of people who plan to kill me, I can't stop talking to my dear eldest sister because of these people, right?"

"You......" Jiang Qizhen stretched out her jade finger and pointed at Jiang Chang'an's eyebrows, her face was also a lot soothed, and she shook her head and said:

"No matter what, don't live in Ying'an Que these days, go to the Painting Plum Pavilion for two days first, so that if you go wrong again, I will settle accounts with Jiang Xiaoru, this bastard!"

Jiang Changan was embarrassed and said: "Don't worry, eldest sister, since those people jumped out to provoke a leader, then I will also kill the last one first." ”

Jiang Qizhen sighed secretly in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh again that the younger brother in front of her had changed so much, and the killing aura was too strong.

But just as Jiang Changan said, now he doesn't care about killing karma.

"Then what do you mean ......"

"If I don't make an example of the monkey, it's a pity that I'm so short-tempered. Jiang Changan said with a half-serious smile: "Don't talk about me, it's you and that sword fool, what's going on?"

This eldest prince who is not afraid of heaven and earth is actually a little sad at this moment: "I don't have a few words in a year, what can I do." But you, don't forget to meet Mr. Zhang when you go back, it's going to be a day to come back, when are you going to go?"

"Got it-" Jiang Changan squatted down helplessly, the night slowly fell, and the lights rose by the lake.

Jiang Changan had no intention of looking at these beautiful night scenes, and put his eyes on the top of the nine-story attic, and the little light flashed in his eyes, and there was a trace of fear.

"If it weren't for the damn old man insisting that I learn this bullshit calligraphy, I would have been reprimanded by this old man. Jiang Changan was dissatisfied.

Because this gentleman usually praises Jiang Xiaoru very much, but no matter how much his calligraphy and paintings surpass Jiang Xiaoru, Zhang Yunzhi still praises Jiang Xiaoru, and ignores his efforts.

However, with his character of not admitting defeat, this also directly led to Jiang Changan's later calligraphy achievements, and it was not useless at all, at least he found that it was quite useful to pretend to be a girl.

......

A little bookish and angry, half a martial artist. The pen and ink are shocked by the frost and snow, and the cold bow is hidden. People come to the Tao as guests, people walk through the tea and cool, they should sit in the sky, and the world is crazy.

Zhang Yunzhi, the word Wenyong, a native of Jingzhou, wanted to seek fame for several years, and finally made some famous names at the age of thirty.

With the ink in his stomach, he also won a place among the literati, and he is famous, and he is also a well-known gentleman in Jingzhou.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, in the second year of Jinghe, after Emperor Jing Xia Xin ascended the throne, he emphasized military force and light literature, ordered a major reform of the imperial examination, and advocated governing the country by force.

For a while, the crowd was indignant, the people's livelihood in the capital was complaining, and countless literati were suppressed after the joint writing, Zhang Yunzhi was disheartened.

By chance, he met a woodcutter in the mountains and fields, and sang leisurely:

"It has been a custom for a long time, and it is really hidden. He Wu is not what he wants, and he is in the flat boat.

Witnessing that the Tao has existed, he laughed and forgot to speak. Looking at the ukiyo-e book, and seeing the hidden text.

Seeing Jun Haoran's heart, he sees the world as floating in the air. Jun returns to the hidden mountain song, and I return to the mountain.

There is no separation between the shapes and hearts, who can sigh about the similarities and differences. He may visit each other on a day and ride the cold wind without saying ......"

Zhang Yunzhi suddenly woke up, looked for the sound and left, but he was never seen, and then used the text into the martial arts, and the pen and ink as a tool, achieving the holy name of a generation of crazy cursive!

Then he traveled all over the world, and when he traveled to Jiangzhou, he met a drunk man, and the two chatted happily, just like best friends for many years, so they were invited to his home as a guest.

So far, twenty-six years have passed.

The stargazing building is on the ninth floor, and you can look at the beautiful scenery of Fengyue Lake on the river.

Zhang Yunzhi leaned on the railing, his three strands of gray beard were neatly brushed, his body was lean, and his thin white clothes were spotless.

Kind eyebrows, smiles, although he is already in the age of sixties, he does not have too much old age, and he looks like a middle-aged man of forty years old.

"Sir. Jiang Changan made a big bow and said respectfully.

There was not a single treasure on the ninth floor, and the whole room was filled with hundreds of rice papers full of calligraphy and paintings, hanging from the beams overhead, and the ink was full of fragrance.

The eaves outside the pavilion are even more exaggerated, and there are 100 pen barrels hanging in turn, and the breeze blows when it collides and makes a crisp sound.

"How long have you been gone?" Zhang Yunzhi asked, his voice was like an old smoking gun, hoarse vicissitudes, it was the vicissitudes of life that had been polished and precipitated over the years, it was not pleasant, but it belonged to the kind that the more you listened, the more flavorful it became.

"Six years. ”

"Where have they been?"

"Cangzhou, Yingzhou. ”

"That's a long way off. Zhang Yunzhi said with a look on his face.

"It's a pity that these two places don't have any famous good tea, and I haven't been able to bring some back. ”

Jiang Changan looked at the painting on the case, and the picture of Dapeng spreading its wings was majestic.

However, this Dapeng has three claws, a golden beak and black feathers, and it is the same Feipeng that pierced Long Jiao's head on Fengyue Lake before.

The difference is that now the painting is like being poured on a bucket of cold water, the ink color is faint, and there is no soul.

"Thank you, sir, for your help, or I'm afraid I'm dead by now, boy. Jiang Chang'an said.

"If the assassination becomes natural, it is the best, if it is not done, once it is revealed, it can also make more people who are ready to move start to jump out and muddy the troubled waters, even if everyone reacts in the end, the spearhead will be pointed directly at Beihai, and the Beihai Shark Clan does not have the courage to do such a stupid thing. Now it seems that there are only people in Jiangcheng. Zhang Yunzhi said.

Jiang Changan skillfully took down the boiled tea, took some tea from the cabinet on the side, bent over the desk and asked while busy: "Mr. doesn't suspect Jingzhou?"

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