Qiu Qiu followed Jiang Feng's gaze and said, "I don't know, these books were sent by Sister Qing'er when Brother Jiang went to the Hidden World, and they were ordered by Miss." ”

"Wen Bin?" Jiang Feng put down the teacup and asked again, "Does Qing'er have anything else to say?"

Qiu Qiu recalled for a while and replied: "By the way, Sister Qing'er also said that Miss has a special explanation, if you can't finish reading these books within the time limit, then you don't have to think about the third gift, and said that you know what the time limit is." ”

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at this pile of scrolls, about to touch at least nearly a thousand volumes, and suddenly his head was big, Wen Bin had said that it would take about a month for the True Immortal Blood Stone to arrive in Ziwei Imperial City according to the itinerary of the Dragon Walking Dart Bureau, in other words, if he couldn't read through the thousand volumes of books within a month, Wen Bin would not help him fight for the True Immortal Blood Stone.

Wen Bin promised him three great gifts, the first was to give him a natal magic weapon, but he only obtained the materials now, and never refined it;

But these two gifts are not as good as the third gift that has already been finalized, and it is also the gift that Jiang Feng is most looking forward to, that is, to help him break the seal of the Sea of Life and re-embark on the path of cultivation.

Since the first time Jiang Feng met, he was convinced that Wen Bin had a grand and unpredictable ability, at that time his relic skull had not yet been silent, although he had not been able to get a glimpse of the truth, but if he touched it slightly, he was like a mayfly facing the sea, which was a sense of insignificance in the sky and the earth.

However, Jiang Feng was still sure that Wen Bin could not directly break the human immortal seal in his body, or like Qiu Qiu, she could not guarantee that Jiang Feng's life would be worry-free while breaking the seal of the Sea of Life.

Therefore, she needs a medium, and this medium is most likely the True Bloodstone!

Jiang Feng sighed, the road is long, and there is a long way to go......

Although Qiu Qiu didn't know the details, she also understood that it must have been Miss who made Brother Jiang deflated, in her eyes, Brother Jiang was a great person like the eldest lady and Sister Qing'er, and when she saw him like this, she couldn't help but smile.

While Jiang Feng was thinking about the itinerary for the next day, Qiu Qiu thoughtfully refilled a cup of memories of Jiangnan for him, and then continued to be busy with his own affairs.

Although the Tianjing Fourth Garden is cleaned from time to time, and the Fenglin Pavilion has been cleaned up two or three days ago, since she is Brother Jiang's personal servant in the Fenglin Pavilion, some things still need to be re-placed to be convenient.

Just like this set of expensive tea sets on the table, it must be carefully cared for every day, and it cannot be interrupted, and this matter naturally cannot be done by Party A, it can only be her.

But Qiu Qiu was only in her early teens, and her body bones had not yet opened, so these important daily items had to be relocated to a place where she could reach them, so that they could be easily accessed when necessary.

Just like the inkstone on the Huali desk in the adjacent study, it was originally supposed to be placed on the second floor of the bookcase from top to bottom, but because Qiu Qiu couldn't reach it, it was moved to the seventh layer below, and most of the other commonly used objects were also the same.

Jiang Feng carefully sipped the tea in the teacup, turned his head and saw that Qiu Qiu was sweating profusely, going in and out left and right, and rearranging the various objects in the Fenglin Pavilion properly.

That small body is clearly very difficult, but it is still stubbornly sweating and enduring hard work, which will only prove the value of its existence.

Jiang Feng couldn't bear it, so he wanted to take over the work in her hands, but Qiu Qiu pressed his shoulders back to his seat, saying that Brother Jiang is a guest, and from today onwards, he is the master of Fenglin Pavilion, she is a maid, how can there be a reason to let the master work.

Jiang Feng was speechless, although the title was changed, but the little girl still regarded herself as a maid in front of him, and she didn't dare to trespass too much. If Jiang Feng had been pampered since he was a child, and he was really like a young master, maybe he wouldn't care about it, but he wasn't such a person, so how could he take it for granted.

At this time, the little girl had already reorganized the furniture and objects of the Fenglin Pavilion quilt, wiped the sweat with her little hands at will, turned around and began to sort out the nearly 1,000 volumes of books, and only allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief for a rest.

Many of these books have accumulated a lot of dust, and they haven't seen the light of day for many years, Qiu Qiu was about to start wiping the dust on them one by one with a rag in his hand, Jiang Feng hurriedly stopped her.

"Okay, okay, you've worked hard enough today, let's let Brother Jiang come next. ”

However, Qiu Qiu didn't appreciate it, gritted his teeth and pouted slightly, shook his head stubbornly, and refused to let go of the rag in his hand.

"Brother Jiang is different from Qiu Qiu, he is a big man who wants to make a big career and achieve great things in the future, how can he do these lowly jobs?"

As she spoke, the little girl was about to push Jiang Feng back to the tea table in the main hall, planning to make him another cup of tea, and asked him to wait here for a while.

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly, little girl, what do you say is different, you and I are the most similar. But Qiu Qiu couldn't understand some big truths, and in the end, Jiang Feng had no choice but to explain, if he didn't let him participate in the sorting, how would he know which book to read first, and if he missed the agreement with Wen Bin, wouldn't it be a big loss?

Qiu Qiu frowned and thought for a while, plus Jiang Feng took the initiative to retreat and offered to be her assistant, so the little girl agreed to "let go".

But when it comes to making a move, since Jiang Feng has already done it, how can he let a ten-year-old girl contribute? However, with a slight cover-up in action, the little girl has changed from a "main force" to a "sidewitness", and then from a "sideliner" to a "bystander".

Before she could react, Jiang Feng had already sorted out the thousands of volumes of books and moved them all to the third-floor pavilion, and she also had a rough idea of the classification of the books in her heart.

When she came back to her senses, the night was getting deeper, Qiu Qiu yawned and fell asleep, this day's hard work could make Xiao Lori tired, but she still held on to prepare for Jiang Feng's washing.

Jiang Feng looked at her cute smile and shook his head, and said, "Brother Jiang doesn't have so many rules here, you are also tired today, go rest first, Brother Jiang will go and fetch water for you to wash." ”

Can't tolerate the little girl's refusal, Jiang Feng has already picked her up, Qiu Qiu has not had time to be shy, she has reached her room on the second floor, and Brother Jiang has also disappeared from her eyes and went to fetch water for her.

Little Lori sat on the edge of the bed, holding her little face with both hands in a daze, and took out Jiang Feng's square scarf from her belt, rubbing her little hands, stunned.

When Jiang Feng came back with a large bucket of hot water, the little girl had already fallen asleep on the bed, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and the sweat-soaked square scarf in her hand.

Jiang Feng put down the wooden bucket, squatted down on the edge of Qiu Qiu's bed, and gently wiped her cheeks with a towel soaked in hot water.

Jiang Feng saw the hair on her forehead gently brushed away, and when he saw the square scarf clenched in her hand, he muttered distressedly: "Hard-working girl, is happiness so simple for you?"

After that, Jiang Feng carried the bucket up to the third floor, the Fenglin Pavilion has three floors, the first floor is the main hall and study room for meeting guests and eating, the second floor is Qiu Qiu's room and some empty rooms that can accommodate Jiang Feng's accompanying living objects, and the third floor is like Jiang Lingheng's Lingxue Pavilion, which is Jiang Feng's private territory, and there are also ordinary retreat secret rooms.

This bucket of hot water was originally Jiang Feng's consideration of Qiu Qiu's hard work, she must be sweating and uncomfortable, so he intimately prepared for her to take a bath, but now that the little girl has fallen asleep, this bucket of hot water can only be consumed by him.

"Ah~"

Jiang Feng soaked in the hot water and let out a comfortable moan, his body and mind gradually relaxed in the silence, but when he had no intention of catching a glimpse of the books that had been sorted and put away, the nerves that had been loosened were tensed again.

The content of this 1,000-volume collection covers a wide range of books, such as the sea and all rivers, "scriptures", "history", "children" and "collections" all exist, of which the largest proportion is the art of war and the art of vertical and horizontal, followed by the doctrines of the hundred schools of thought, and the poetry and song collection is the least, only one or two thin books.

However, Jiang Feng is not a vassal and elegant literati, although he usually likes to read some exquisite poems, but he is not as sincere as Bai Shi, and he is not like Han Feng who holds books and recites for fiddling with romantic gestures, so he doesn't care about these.

In this regard, he is far inferior to Xia Ye Di, after all, it is also a poetry and book article, Xia Ye Di's writing is exquisite, and he is one of the best among the contemporary disciples of the Cloud Palace, and even in other sects, he is also extremely talented.

What really made Jiang Feng treat it solemnly was the largest number of the art of war, the trick of the arts, the method of vertical and horizontal, these books and scrolls Jiang Feng briefly flipped through it before, and confirmed that this kind of collection of books was personally selected by Wen Bin, and there were also her handwritten notes on it, a cursory reading, I already felt that the words were beautiful, not everyone in the world could not speak, just looking at its ink, I thought about it for some years, not recently.

Wen Bin was reluctant to formally accept him as an apprentice, but he was sincerely willing to teach him, these books were the sharp blade that broke the jade skin, the foundation for his mental transformation, and the bright road that guided him to become a true wise man!

After a while, Jiang Feng slowly stood up from the barrel, wiped off the water stains on his body, changed his clothes, gently pushed open the window of the attic on the third floor, and looked at the night sky, and couldn't help but feel a few wisps of melancholy in his heart.

"In a few more years, in autumn, I will be seventeen years old......," Jiang Feng sighed, "It's been almost nine years......

Suddenly, he looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky, round as a jade plate, and said, "Today is the night of the fifteenth full moon?!"

The heart was not good, Jiang Feng hurriedly went down to the second floor, and really saw Qiu Qiu in the room trembling all over, his little hands tightly clutched the futon, wrapping himself very tightly, but he still couldn't stop the chill in his body, and even a touch of white frost was faintly visible on his eyebrows.

"The collateral symptoms of yin and yang have flare up again!"

Jiang Feng pointed at his eyebrows, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to activate the long-dormant relics skull, but after a few breaths, he opened his eyes in chagrin.

"The relics are still unwieldy! Is the battle of the mirage really so overdrawn?"

"That's it!" Qiu Qiu was enduring inhuman suffering, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and immediately decided to choose another way, "Eight Desolation Fire Seal!"

Extremely Nian Gong worked, Jiang Feng's cinnabar mole on his eyebrows turned into a Xuanhuo bead, half floating out of the surface of his skin, he pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows again, and a wisp of beating fire suddenly appeared on his fingertips.

Jiang Feng carefully injected this wisp of heart flame into Qiu Qiu's eyebrows, followed her breath and submerged into her heart, protecting her three yin veins, dispelling the pain of yin and cold for her, and suspending the suffering.

Seeing that Qiu Qiu's tightly wrinkled brows gradually relaxed, and his sleeping face returned to tranquility, Jiang Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this wisp of heart flame was deliberately controlled by him, which was enough to help Qiu Qiu survive tonight's suffering.

After Qiu Qiu's breathing rhythm calmed down, Jiang Feng returned to the third floor, looked out the window, and muttered to himself, "Time left for me...... Not much!"

As he spoke, he picked up a copy of "The Theory of War Doubts", pulled the chair next to him and sat down on the spot, and began to read it carefully overnight.

......

Outside the Tianjing Fourth Garden, Wen Bin held the fan and shook it gently, with one hand behind his back, and Qing'er accompanied him, both of them were looking at Fenglin Pavilion from afar, watching everything about Jiang Feng.

When she saw Jiang Feng reading overnight, she didn't dare to waste the slightest slack in seizing the time, Qing'er immediately covered her mouth and laughed softly: "These books that Miss selected for Jiang Gongzi are enough for him to read for some time." ”

Wen Bin said indifferently: "He has a good mind, but the pattern is too small, after all, he is just a little clever, these books are enough to broaden his horizons!"

"Of course, it's up to him how he reads. Wen Bin added, "If he reads without thinking and thinking without understanding, then my collection of thousands of books will be thrown into the mire and wasted." ”

Qing'er replied: "I don't think so, these thousand volumes of books are thrown into the stove, which will only make the fire in the furnace burn more and more." ”

"But there is still one thing that the slave and maid do not understand. Qing'er asked Wen Bin, "It's already late at night, why did Miss go to the outside of the Tianjing Fourth Garden to observe Jiang Gongzi's actions tonight, and even specially lead him to the hidden world to see Elder Jiang Chengyu during the day?"

Wen Bin shook the folding fan lightly and said: "He suppressed his nature too much, I wanted to make him pay attention to this, but now it seems that I still need to point out one or two from the side, he, let go of his nature!"

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(To be continued!)