But Luo Jiu's next sentence succeeded in making Jun Yiwei stop his hand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Jun Yiwei, this place we are in is fake. It's hypocritical, but what about us, do you want to know? Guess what? Jun Yiwei, you have always prided yourself to be smart, you guess what. Hahahaha...".

Luo Jiu's face was flushed, but his eyes were shining, as if they were full of clear water.

In addition, at this time, his face was quite handsome, with a little evil face.

This look, with his eyes full of innocence and mystery, has a strange beauty.

But it's a pity that Jun Yiwei is not a person who will appreciate his appearance.

If Luo Jiu hadn't said such a sentence, he would have knocked him unconscious a long time ago.

Now that Jun Yiwei heard Luo Jiu's words, he was already shocked in his heart.

You know, even if a person is drunk, it is impossible to say something that is too out of bounds.

And before Luo Jiu, he had always been a thousand cups and not drunk.

Therefore, Jun Yiwei can easily deduce that what Luo Jiu said is very likely to be true.

He grabbed Luo Jiu's collar and stared at him extremely seriously: "What did you say? Do you know what you're talking about?

But on what basis?

In fact, if it were replaced by the current Jun Yiwei, even if he was surprised by hearing something incredible, and thus lost his previous calm, he would definitely not be so out of shape.

Even the so-called, aristocratic manners and bearings cultivated in the prime minister's house are gone.

But at this time, Luo Jiu just pointed at the tip of Jun Yiwei's nose and laughed.

Even Jun Yiwei stared at him angrily and anxiously, he didn't care at all.

Luo Jiu shook his head, revealing a bit of madness, he let Jun Yi pull his collar slightly, and laughed wildly, constantly, very madly.

"Jun Yiwei, Jun Yiwei, I didn't expect it, you're just like that. ”

After a long time, Luo Jiu stopped laughing, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice.

Obviously, this is just an extremely simple sentence, and Jun Yiwei has always been a prodigal son-like character who doesn't care about what others say.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have the slightest temper about Luo Jiu's words, and he shouldn't even have a little reaction.

However, at this time, he was stunned.

Yes, what is true, what is false.

Let's not talk about the truth of this matter.

And even if, in the future, or soon, he will really be able to learn the truth.

The worst possible outcome is to know that he, his friends, the people he cares about, the people he hates, the place he lives in, the place on which he lives, and the place on which he lives, are false.

What can it be?

What can he do?

To know or not to know, is it really that important to him?

As long as he knows that he is still there, that he is a person who really exists, there is love, there is hate, there is affection, there is hatred, that is enough.

It's really enough, and the truth of everything is not so important.

This green building is still as lively and prosperous as just now, with gorgeous silk ribbons decorating the beams.

From time to time, the aroma of meat and aged wine wafts in.

Far away, from Jun Yiwei and Luo Jiu's side, but perhaps from some nearby places, came out the silver bell-like laughter of the dancing girls and singers and the smell of fat powder on their bodies.

These breaths, sounds, are mixed together to increase the appetite of some people, and to make others unable to swallow, and disgusting and disgusting to others.

And for Jun Yiwei, at that moment, any lively, prosperous, gaudy, or beautiful people in the Qinglou did not exist.

He just looked at Luo Jiu distractedly, just looking at him like this, in a daze.

Suddenly, Luo Jiu stretched out his hand and slammed Jun Yiwei away.

Jun Yi was caught off guard, so he also followed his strength, and leaned down on a layer of pale pink silk in the green building, on which there were full of dishes that had not been touched and had already been cold, and a few pots of wine that had not been left.

Then, Jun Yiwei did not stand firm and fell to the ground again.

The liquor and dishes are stained on Junyi's pale clothes, which is very obvious.

But the two parties didn't care, Luo Jiu just pointed at Jun Yiwei, smiled to himself, and kept mocking him.

And what about Jun Yiwei?

Junyi micro...

In the room, Jun Yi raised his head slightly and stared straight at Lin Wangyi, and in his eyes, there was still a trance that had just woken up from his memories.

He couldn't help but sigh before he spoke, "That's really no wonder. Such an important thing has fallen into the hands of your Lin family. ”

His tone was very calm, but if he listened carefully, he could hear the deep helplessness in his heart.

How did this thing fall into the hands of the Lin family?

But Lin Wangyi didn't say anything, he lowered his head, as if he was still thinking about something.

And this time, it was changed to Jun Yiwei's lack of patience.

After all, the stakes are very high, and it is very likely that it involves the so-called secret that Luo Jiu said.

He had to ask and then think about it.

Let's see what to do.

But Jun Yiwei looked at Lin Wangyi and seemed to be thinking about something, so at this time, it was not easy to disturb him.

But seeing that the tea he had just poured into the teacup, the wisps of smoke floating above it had gradually dissipated, and there was no more.

And the tea, of course, is also cold.

Jun Yiwei was finally impatient, but he was just about to speak.

At this time, Lin Wangyi also raised his head and said, "I don't understand. It's just some gold and silver, and it's worth it for these people to fight for it like this?"

These objects cannot be brought with them in life, and they cannot be brought with them in death.

If those people really want these things, he gives them them.

Zuo, however, the Lin family doesn't care much about these so-called worldly treasures.

In his opinion, his family is safe, that is.

Where he cares... Alas!

And Jun Yiwei frowned when he heard his words.

Could it be that he didn't think it right?

No, no, no!

Lin Wangyi's political sense of smell is still too weak.

With a slight turn of his head, Junyi understood the key to the matter.

He said very calmly: "Then if it is really as Lord Lin said, this so-called secret is just some treasures and money, then it is really a miracle that the Lin family can survive to this day." ”

"You mean...".

Lin Wangyi couldn't help frowning.

Although he has poor political acumen, he doesn't know how to deal with the old and young foxes in the officialdom.

However, that doesn't mean he's stupid.

After listening to Jun Yiwei's words, Lin Wangyi also found the key to the problem.