"Those who have the ultimate wisdom will win the world, those who have the phoenix woman will win the world, those who have Birong will win the world, and those who have the heavenly vein will win the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everything is destiny! Rong Qingjiu! You should give up! In the mist, the voice of a young woman sounded as beautiful as a jade bead hitting an ice spirit, arrogant but faintly uneasy.

Rong Qingjiu frowned and waved the thick fog in front of him a few times with his short arm, and after finding that there was no difference, he stopped, and sneered, "I don't care who you are, but since you know that I am Rong Qingjiu, you should know that I Rong Qingjiu is not a person who gives up easily!" ”

"I'll make you regret it!" The woman said unwillingly, but the faint uneasiness became more and more intense.

Rong Qingjiu stopped speaking, only closed his eyes and walked towards the depths of the mist, his steps were a little confused, but he walked forward firmly and heavily, refusing to stop.

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Rong Qingjiu opened his eyes and looked out the window, the sky was already very bright. I haven't dreamed for a long time. But this dream is so real, who is the woman who wants to give up? Maybe it's true, or maybe it's really just a dream?

Fan Jincheng's winter is very cold, and every word can be foggy. Rong Qingjiu settled down, got up and picked out a grass-green skirt from the baggage and wore it, hid the cloth bag hidden in the quilt into the sleeve pocket, and put on yesterday's big wool cloak, which made him feel a little warmer.

Wrapped in a cloak, he walked slowly to the vanity mirror, which was not inlaid with bronze mirrors that were common in this dynasty, but similar to modern mirrors, with better illumination. Rong Qingjiu first combed the green silk that had grown past his waist with his hand, and then picked up the pear wood comb on the table, combing it one by one, he should take care of the mess now.

Fan Jincheng can't leave, so can he use it as his own territory first and develop everything? Rong's liquor can start to brew, or make new ones, and the news channels you need can also be met in Fan Jincheng. Of course, the premise of all this is to have the right to use Fan Jincheng! And if you want to have the rights of Fan Jin, you must really enter the power center of Fan Jincheng, which is not something that can be achieved by simply selling wine. Fan Jincheng's message operation and security require money and ability, and perhaps, he can show that kind of ability to earn money just right. Then, mulberry is a good display object.

The combed green silk was simply combed into a hanging bun, and a plain silver peony hairpin was added. Rong Qingjiu touched his sideburns, it turned out that he had changed a lot in this dynasty, and now he can comb some simple sideburns.

Rong Qingjiu got up and went out, he hadn't eaten much since yesterday to today, and now his stomach was empty, and he was very hungry.

"Xiao Lu, where is Fan Jincheng eating street?" Rong Qingjiu looked at the green-clothed young man standing by the pillar and asked. If you want to understand things, it's best to go where there are a lot of people.

The green-clothed young man bowed slightly, bowed slightly, and replied, "Fan Jincheng has no food street, if Miss Rong is hungry, I will order the kitchen to bring food up." I saw that there was no movement in the girl's room before, so I didn't send it. What does Miss Yung want to eat? ”

"Where's the kitchen? I'll go over myself. "There's not even a food street, it's really not a normal city, if I had inquired and decided where to go, I wouldn't have had so many things now. The records in the travelogue and the narrative of Ah Tong's father are really old.

"Miss Rong goes to the second floor, and Xiao Lu there will take the girl there." The green boy nodded and replied.

Rong Qingjiu bowed his head and went down the stairs. It's just two flights of stairs, and it's not long to get there.

Just about to ask the green-clothed young man on the second floor, I saw the green-clothed young man salute the same standard and said, "Miss Rong, please come with me." As he spoke, he walked around the pillar to the only black door on the second floor.

Rong Qingjiu was secretly frightened, he had been paying attention to these green-clothed young men, and he hadn't seen any communication between them, so how did the news between them be exchanged? While thinking about it, I quickly followed.

Inside the black door, it looks like a kitchen. In the large kitchen on the second floor, there are all kinds of kitchen utensils, and seasonal fruits and vegetables are neatly sorted. In front of a square table, several chef-like people are discussing dishes together, and more than a dozen people are preparing ingredients. At this time, it was close to noon, and when he saw the young man in green coming in, he stopped what he was doing and stood in line with his head bowed respectfully.

"What does Miss Yung want to eat?" The green-clothed young man asked back.

"Ordinary dishes are fine." Rong Qingjiu said lightly. It seems that the cook is a useless person in Sang Yu's eyes, otherwise how could he be so respectful to the green-clothed young man guarding the floor. No, maybe it's really the young man in green who has a higher status. If you're sent to guard the floor and watch over everyone, then it must be someone you trust.

The cooks and the subordinates only looked up at the young man in green, and waited until the young man in green nodded, and then began to cook the dishes.

"Miss Rong, go to the first floor and wait." The young man in green invited Rong Qingjiu out of the kitchen.

Rong Qingjiu went downstairs in response, and the green-clothed young man on the first floor also bowed, and without Rong Qingjiu's explanation, he was led to a place similar to a reception room, and then retreated.

Rong Qingjiu sat on the pear blossom carved wooden chair, put his hand on the hand, and closed his eyes to think about the way of communication between the green-clothed young men.

Just as he was thinking about whether it could be the effect of the pillar behind the young man in green, there was a slight vibration under the chair, as if someone was digging a hole underneath! Rong Qingjiu hurriedly got up and looked at the ground, only to find that the movement had disappeared again!

Glancing out of the door, the young man in green didn't wait outside the door, and after estimating the speed of the cook's cooking, Rong Qingjiu began to quickly beat on each floor tile.

Da, da, da, fight,

Rong Qingjiu's face was solemn, Mingyue Tower was surrounded by deep water, and the movement below could not have been dug in from the outside, it could only be the people of Mingyue Tower. But how could Mingyue Tower be such an imprudent place, casually letting an outsider discover the abnormality? I think there are a lot of secrets under this building.

Thinking that there were many green-clothed young men who were monitoring people in Mingyue Tower, Rong Qingjiu only knocked out the abnormality and stopped, and sat back on the pear blossom carved wooden chair. As everyone knows, a pair of dark and gloomy eyes next door have already seen everything.

"Who is this?" The owner of the eye asked the black-clothed young man beside him.

"Back to the master, it is said that he is a guest of the second son who has just arrived in Fan Jincheng." The black-clothed young man was drenched in a cold sweat, and he actually let an outsider discover the anomaly underground, the master's punishment method,

"Killed." When the man heard that it was his second brother's guest, his originally gloomy eyes seemed to be able to drip black water, and his words were also bubbling with yin and endless hatred.