Jiang Chang'an came to the nine-story pavilion Star Picking Tower with endless treasures after several rounds.

The Star Picking Tower was not originally built in the plan of the cardinal, but in the end, Jiang Tiandao had been insisting on building a Star Picking Tower according to the Heaven-Shattering Tower in Jingzhou.

The location of the Star Picking Tower was originally built directly in an open area, until a person came ten years ago, and Jiang Changan ordered to build a wall courtyard around the Star Picking Tower.

In addition to the star picking tower in the courtyard, it is a very small thatched hut, which is incompatible with the surrounding attic water pavilion, and it looks like it is blown down by the wind.

But in the past ten years, even a trace of rain has not leaked, and it is very special.

Jiang Changan had just come to the front of the courtyard, a subordinate hurriedly greeted him, his pace was light, the speed was extremely fast, but he could maintain the wind power around his body without a trace of fluctuation, and the line of words and rhymes was subtle, his face was rigid and solemn, and he said respectfully: "Childe." ”

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Changan looked up at the thatched hut in the Star Picking Tower, as if he wanted to see through it.

"Back to Gongzi, since Gongzi left Jiangzhou, he has been the same every day as before, except for eating and resting, the rest of the time is staying on the Star Picking Tower. At this time, he should have gone downstairs and practiced his sword in the courtyard. ”

"Let's go down. ”

"Yes!" the man retreated, clenching his fists.

Jiang Changan pushed the door and entered the hospital, and vaguely felt that there was a wisp of fragrance in the courtyard, which was clear but not greasy, and smelled very comfortable.

This burst of aroma was not a musk deer, emanating from a row of junzi orchids shelved in the courtyard.

The strange thing was that the petals of the branches and leaves laid out under the row of flower pots had accumulated a thick layer, and the bottom layer had obviously been a little yellowed for some time.

The upper one is still very fresh, and a closer look reveals that the fracture of each petal is uniform regardless of angle or size, which is obviously man-made rather than naturally falling.

Jiang Changan quickened his pace and walked into the thatched hut.

Everything in the room was as he remembered it when he left, except for a wooden table and a wooden chair on each side.

The difference is that at this time, there is a man sitting in the middle of a chair, with a stove of sandalwood burning next to him, and he is closing his eyes to recuperate.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he slowly stood up and stretched out his hand to busy.

Those hands were special, more attractive than his own, slender and clean, but hard as steel bones, and there was no doubt that they could easily plunge into a stone or pierce a man's skull.

But such a hard pair of hands, with only eight fingers!

Each hand was missing a little finger.

He turned out two porcelain cups on the broken wooden table beside him, and pinched out two handfuls of tea leaves from a porcelain jar the size of a baby's fist left on the table, but instead of throwing them into the pot, they were placed in two cups.

Then he took the boiling water from the stove and poured it on, and after a while, he filled two cups.

For a while, the fragrance of tea overflowed, filling the whole room, and when the tea was ripe, the tea was poured out and rebrewed a second time.

When it was ripe again, he poured one of the cups and brewed it a third time.

Pushing the tea that had been brewed twice in front of Jiang Changan, he picked up the tea that had been brewed three times, smelled it for a while and took a small sip, and finally had a soothing look on his face.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word. A resolute face fell into view.

This is a delicate face with fortitude, at the age of twenty-four or five, it can't be considered beautiful but it's definitely not ugly, but it's very special.

Whether it is the eyes that shine like the moon, or the sword eyebrows that are as sharp as the edge of a sword, the edges and corners are depicted.

It is as clear and profound as it is carved out of marble, showing fortitude and firmness everywhere, but also revealing a hint of coldness.

Although there have been some changes over the years, Jiang Changan can still recognize it.

"After so many years, why do you still like to drink this third brew of tea?What's the point of the mellow fragrance not existing?" Jiang Changan couldn't understand why he enjoyed it.

He didn't look up: "After so many years, you still keep asking such stupid questions." ”

"Mr. Zhang also loves to drink this third brew of tea, when he taught me calligraphy, he once said that the first cup of tea is the tea of the market, the second cup is the tea of the dignitaries, and the third cup is the tea of ordinary people. This is a curse word in his old man's mouth. ”

Jiang Changan drank all the tea in his hand, brewed another cup for the first time, took a sip of it, put it down with a bitter face, and shook his head.

"You're talking about the madman on the top of the Star Picking Tower? He glanced at Xinglou and said, not knowing whether he was talking about Zhang Yunzhi or himself.

After a while, he looked at Jiang Changan: "The murderous aura on your body is very heavy, not good." ”.

Jiang Changan spread his hands and said helplessly: "No way, killing people is not as simple as you Wu Sword, you just need to stay upstairs all day long, meditating on a book and a broken sword." ”

"It's easy to kill. He retorted.

In his eyes, if he had a choice, he would rather take a path of killing people than go to meditation and enlightenment, and from this point of view, he was very envious of the only friend in front of him.

Jiang Changan also stopped continuing the topic, and said: "I am going to participate in this Qingxiu Conference, and the news of my return has already caused a storm in the city, I don't know how many people are staring at it." ”

"Now that you have the strength of the Spring Eye Realm, no one can threaten you with these little things. The man said lightly.

"I really can't hide anything from your eyes, how about it?Are you interested in having a fight? Now I finally have the qualifications to let you play the sword, right?" Jiang Changan asked with a smile, and at the same time stared at him quietly in anticipation.

"Not comparable. The man shook his head, "You still can't beat me." ”

"......" Jiang Changan smiled awkwardly and said, "I haven't been out for ten years, are you interested in going out with me to have a look, maybe this competition will be interesting?"

The man looked at Jiang Changan quietly for a few seconds, and suddenly pointed to the two beast birds outside the house that were pecking at each other, and said, "Look at them." ”

Jiang Changan looked at it for a while, didn't know why, turned around and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"How long can you watch their competition?"

Jiang Changan smiled bitterly, he finally understood why this guy didn't have many friends.

However, as the first person who can break in after the Jiang family was built more than 20 years ago, he does have the qualifications to say this.

"When are you going to the capital?"

"It's not decided yet, but I think it's going to be soon, after all, I don't know if I can wake up tomorrow when I sleep today, so naturally it won't take too long. Jiang Changan said with a hint of bitterness.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Changan walked out of the courtyard.

Jiang Changan looked up at the Star Picking Tower, but still did not climb up, but walked out of the courtyard gate.

"It's called Brother Hua, that person is so scary, if you can feel it, he is very powerful......" Ruoruo followed Jiang Changan's unhurried pace and said.

"Silly girl, he's the only person I can talk to each other about my heart except for Chen Pingsheng's guy, don't be afraid. Jiang Chang'an said.

The little girl shook her head, looked at him nervously, tugged at her sleeve and said, "Call Brother Hua and Ruoruo!"

"By the way, now there is Ruoruo, hehe. Jiang Changan smiled heartily, and his mood was much brighter.

Although Jiangzhou has experienced winter snow all year round, the locals have also planted a variety of winter-blooming flowers and plants according to the climate.

The Jiang family's street called "Changqing" is full of poinsettia and junzi orchids on both sides, and more are planted with cold plums, proudly independent, and dark fragrance and sparse shadows.

The cold wind blew, and the white plums drifted down slowly, like snow that would not melt, dyeing the loess that was originally a barren thorn on this side white.

Jiang Changan put on a pure white mink fur, although Ruoruo, who was half a head shorter next to him, was not afraid of the cold, but under Jiang Changan's strong request, he obediently put on a somewhat bloated white plum blossom pattern gauze robe, with that pretty face and a somewhat reddened nose, it also added a cuteness.

At this moment, two figures walked at the end of the street, a man and a woman.

Xia Leling, who was the leader, saw Jiang Chang'an, a surprise welled up on his face, and he ran forward two steps excitedly, and when he saw Ruoruo snuggled by his side, he suddenly stopped.

The surprise also became bitter.

Xia Qi looked at this sister who usually didn't talk about the dignitaries and nobles in the court, this was the first time he had seen her with such an expression.

Jiang Changan didn't seem to see the two of them, and slowly approached.

"Brother Hua, why has that sister been watching you?" Ruo Ruo asked curiously.

Jiang Changan was still smiling: "Ruoruo, is the rock sugar gourd in Jiulongzhai delicious?"

"En, it's delicious, it's better than in Cangzhou and Yingzhou!"

The two talked and laughed again, and when Jiang Changan came to Xia Leling, Xia Leling finally couldn't bear to rush to Jiang Chang'an: "Chang'an-"

As he spoke, a hand tugged at his sleeve as before......