As soon as Jiu Wentian heard this, beads of sweat immediately popped out, his face was about to twitch in pain, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sister, sister, I really don't have it, I don't know that there is such a thing." ”

Jiang Qiufang thought about it, even Jiang Fuqing didn't know about this, how could he know about it.

"I heard that City Lord Jiang has built a branch hall of the Alchemy Society these days, but you must also know that alchemy is not something that can be refined in just one place. Wei Shen said.

Jiang Fuqing hesitated for a moment, and then said: "This matter is very important, if you are not in a hurry to go back, stay for a day, and I will definitely send someone to escort you back to the city tomorrow." ”

Wei Shen smiled and said, "Then I will wait for the good news of the Jiang City Lord here." ”

After that, the Jiang City Lord said to Chief Manager Cao: "You go and arrange a place for him to live, and you must not treat my guests of Dragon City badly." ”

"Yes. After answering the question, Chief Manager Cao took Wei Shen out of the hall, but this Chief Manager Cao just wanted to arrange this errand to Jiu Wentian, but then he thought that the current Jiu Wentian was a treasure in the hands of the city lord, so he gave up and had to arrange it for others.

"Disperse, y'all. The city lord of Jiang said, but then he remembered something, so he said again: "Jiu Wentian, you can stay for a while." ”

Jiu Wentian stopped and stood there, he took a deep breath and thought in his heart, it seems that this Jiang City Lord still hasn't been able to resist these temptations. But think about it, Jiu Wentian himself is completely an idle eater in this city lord's mansion, and using such a person in exchange for the future of the old city, this transaction is a sure profit in everyone's eyes, and there is no other reason to refuse.

If there is, maybe this variable is on Jiang Qiufang, who stopped with Jiu Wentian.

After the people here dispersed, Jiang Fuqing walked over from the chair, then put his hand on Jiu Wentian's shoulder, glanced at Jiang Qiufang and said, "Qiufang, you go back first, I have something to say to Wentian." ”

"Why, can't I listen?" Jiang Qiufang clenched his fists, and his slender fingers were squeezed red by this own strength.

Jiang Fuqing ignored his daughter's complaints, but said: "Adult's business, what do you listen to as a child, be good, have fun." ”

When Jiang Qiufang heard this, he punched Jiang Fuqing in the chest, but Jiang Fuqing directly blocked the punch. Jiang Qiufang didn't take his hand back, but said angrily: "You just want to sell Xiao Jiu! You just want to exchange Xiao Jiu for those things, you haven't even gone to see my mother for these things all these years!"

Jiang Fuqing didn't speak, and he was silent more like the calm before the storm. But Jiang Qiufang was still complaining about his dissatisfaction: "Now that my mother is dead, do you still want to send Xiao Jiu away?!"

"Qiufang, I'm ......" Jiu Wentian was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard a crisp voice appear on Jiang Qiufang's face.

Jiang Qiufang also stopped crying at that moment, she stood there and looked at the man in front of her, and even her mood was revealed with the redder and redder five finger prints on her face. Jiang Fuqing raised his hand and said expressionlessly, "Go out." ”

Jiang Qiufang, who was slapped in the face, was stunned, this was also the first time she was beaten by her father in more than ten years, which also made Jiang Fuqing's image of a man completely collapse in Jiang Qiufang's heart. Jiang Qiufang's tears came out as soon as she brushed them, and she ran out with tears and couldn't get a trace of mercy from her father.

Jiang Fuqing said casually: "I'm too used to her, what kind of habit she has become, what kind of system has she become." ”

Jiu Wentian wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have any identity to reason with Jiang Fuqing, so he had to sigh and be silent. Previously, he had always thought that Jiang Fuqing was a person who loved his daughter, but now it seems that it is not like that, but it may also be because of He Ze.

Jiang Fuqing patted Jiu Wentian on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You have indeed grown up, alas, I think that when your father handed you over to me, you were only to my belly, and in a blink of an eye, you grew so tall." But sometimes growing up doesn't mean being free, like I don't feel free anymore. ”

Jiu Wentian exhaled, then knelt down in front of Jiang Fuqing, and said indifferently after making a gesture: "Lord City Lord, my heart does not want to have a marriage contract with the second princess of Dragon City, if I can, I want to ask the City Lord to refuse this family business." ”

Jiang Fuqing smiled, did not answer Jiu Wentian, but pulled Jiu Wentian up, and then said: "I know, there is no need to force this matter. Today I realized that I have a lot of estrangement with you. By the way, can I drink?"

At this time, in the Dragon City Lord's Mansion, a wisp of sleeping incense was rising, and this sleeping incense was placed in the bedroom of the Dragon City Lord. The old Dragon City Lord was lying on a rocking chair, and beside him were two maids massaging him with pinching shoulders and beating his feet. It all seemed so peaceful and harmonious, and from time to time the Dragon City Lord would let out the sound of falling asleep.

The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the Dragon City Lord was also awakened, and after opening his eyes and looking at them, he closed his eyes again, and said, "Oh, I'm old, I'm old and I'm asleep again." It's really useless. ”

"Dad, what are you talking about," the person who came was a luxurious woman dressed in gold and silver, who looked to be twenty years old, and was older than Jiu Wentian. This woman is the second daughter of the Dragon City Lord, Long Mengman.

Long Lao coughed lightly and cleared his throat and said, "Second brother, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, let's say it." ”

Long Mengman snorted coquettishly and then took Long Lao's hand and said extremely aggrievedly: "Dad, why do you let me marry the janitor in the old city?" I have inquired with others, this person earns ten spirit coins every day, and even the money I have to buy a sugar gourd on the street is not enough, have you made a wrong order?"

Long Lao smiled and said indifferently: "That's right, it's the person named Jiu Wentian, I can see what you see, and I can see what you can't see, so you want to come and inquire about him?"

"I knew that Dad, you would definitely not treat me badly," Long Mengman said with a smile on his face now: "You tell me about this person, how wronged it would be to marry someone I don't know." ”

"How can I let you be wronged?" Long Lao continued to laugh, and then said: "This Jiu Wentian's origin is a bit big, he is the son of the strongest spearman in Mingzhou decades ago, and in terms of using guns, his father can be said to be a first-class master. And my spy also said that he had a deep friendship with a white dragon. ”

Long Mengman said in disbelief: "I really want to hear Uncle Wei say that the number one master with a gun is Jiuya, but he has almost grown into a broken house over the years, let alone Bailong, that is simply nonsense." Dad, why are you still reading those mythical stories?"

"Okay," Long Lao smiled, "You little girl knows a lot." ”

Long Mengman pouted when he heard this, and his unhappy expression hung directly on his face, and he said angrily: "Dad, do you think you are blinded by me? Do you think I am still a child? I can be sent away by making up a few stories?"

Long Lao smiled and said, "The previous ones are not important, but the next one is different, you know, Dad needs someone who can know ancient Chinese." And he is this genius who has not been met for thousands of years. ”

"Dad, you mean, he can write ancient characters?" asked Long Mengman with some doubts, and the unhappiness on his face was immediately swept away.

Elder Long continued: "That's right, if he knows ancient characters, then it can mean that the matter of this white dragon is credible, and you must know the relationship. So you fight for me, don't let this marriage be yellow, understand?"

Long Mengman nodded and said, "Well, I understand!"

After Long Mengman left, Long Lao touched the box on the bed and then took it and put it on his belly, after opening the box, there was a scroll inside, Long Lao carefully stroked this scroll, and the comfortable expression made people think that Long Lao had entered the fairyland.

Inside the Lord's Mansion of the Ancient City, there was heavy snow outside, and it seemed that time did not slow down the snow, but added a catalyst to make the snow even more urgent.

Jiang Fuqing sat opposite Jiu Wentian, and the two drank together in this room, which was the second floor of the house, and a large door and window were opened, and the snow outside the house was displayed in front of the two of them. On the table between the two of them are two drinking bowls, and next to the table is a charcoal basin and an iron kettle, and the pot is filled with hot wine.

Jiang Fuqing lifted the iron kettle, first poured a glass of hot wine for Jiu Wentian, and then poured himself a glass. After putting down the iron kettle, he raised the bowl and said, "Come, let's drink one first." ”

"Come on. Jiu Wentian took a sip of this hot wine, which also warmed up Jiu Wentian's body bones, and Jiu Wentian couldn't help but say: "This wine is very sweet, it's the first time I've drunk it in so many years, and it's a little too strong to drink." ”

Jiang Fuqing smiled and said, "Then don't drink it, it's not appropriate to drink too much." ”

Jiu Wentian is very sober now, he has been in the wine field in his last life, drinking countless times, but he has never been unconscious, but now he is playing a teenage child, if he drinks the city lord in front of him, it will not be a mass. However, Jiu Wentian is also gambling, betting that he will not fall down because of this bowl of wine in this life.

Jiang Fuqing continued: "This snow, I think of He Ze, how did you say that she walked so strangely ten years ago? Like, it seems that someone killed her in the dark!"

Jiu Wentian's heart was stunned, and his body trembled, but fortunately, Jiang Fuqing didn't care at all, and Jiu Wentian was silent for a moment before he spoke: "City Lord, what do you mean......"