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Chapter 153: An Egret Tail Feather Letter

Qingwen read Nanyin's letter from Master Yu Gu, her expression changed greatly, first surprised, then worried, and then confused.

Nanyin didn't know the content of the letter, and just drank the good wine that Baoyu had entertained her. As the chief disciple of the Qingxu Sword Sect, Nanyin also serves as the chief sacrificial wine of the younger generation of Qingxu, and in addition to swords, she especially likes fine wine.

Baoyu's self-brewed pear blossom wine is not a peerless wine among the fine wines Nanyin has drunk, but it is surprisingly good that she has never drunk......

Now, Nanyin came to Jinling alone, and among the people he knew, the uncle who belonged to the Zhiduguan had some dealings with the Qingxu Palace in his early years, so he could go around and walk around and greet the master on behalf of the master, however, after all, he had just arrived, and he didn't know where the temple door was open.

The bell princess treats her like a sister, but there is a difference between master and servant after all.

Before leaving the palace, Princess Bell specially instructed that she could stay outside, play and play more, and tell her some interesting stories when she went back.

Today, seeing Qingwen and Baoyu, although there was some misunderstanding with Qingwen before, Nanyin was already very satisfied to be with her peers.

At this time, when there was a good wine, I was naturally a little happy, and I poured a glass to myself.

Baoyu noticed the change in Qingwen's mood when she read the letter, so she hurriedly snatched the egret tail feather letter in Qingwen's hand.

She had the impression that every time the village chief Geng Ding received a flying letter from the Qingxu Palace, it was this white feather letter, and it was certain that this was a handwritten letter from the chief of the Qingxu Sword Sect, Nanyin, from the Yugu of the Qingxu Palace.

However, on the feather letter, Baoyu didn't see a word.

She turned around, flipped Feather Shin over, looked at it carefully, and even used her divine sense, but still didn't get anything.

Why did Qingwen understand this Feixin?!Qingwen wanted to explain something to Baoyu, but Baoyu stopped her with a look.

......

"Nanyin girl, why are you dressed like this?" Baoyu wanted to hide her embarrassment in front of the living, so she asked casually.

Nanyin put down his wine glass and replied, "Baoyu, you may not know that now, the entire Jinling City is searching for the warriors who have the courage to kill the demon warriors...... I know this has something to do with you, and I don't want to cause you trouble.

"Although Her Royal Highness the princess is a kind and helpful person, it is better to keep a low profile when I leave the palace at this time, and I can't drag her down in everything. As she spoke, she filled herself with another glass.

"Nanyin, can you help me see, what does this letter say?" Baoyu took the feather letter and wanted to ask Nanyin.

Nanyin blushed, I don't know if it was because of this request, or because of the wine, and said:

"Baoyu, you don't know, my master and her old man write the symbol of credit, I don't know...... Let alone...... Come, Baoyu, the sun is still high, can we have a drink?"

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk. Soon, the trio ...... Drunk as mud.

......

Baoyu clutched the feathers in her hand, looked at the green hawthorn fruits piled up on the branches in the courtyard, and listened to the earth-shattering snoring of Nanyin and Qingwen.

As soon as he was about to go out, Baoyu caught a glimpse of Ganji the bean sprouts through the window, and he was sneakily peeking through the window of his house, and Baoyu dispelled the idea of going out to explore......

I wanted to call them to get up, but I saw that they were drunk and unconscious. Baoyu poured Qingwen and Nanyin their own secret Futian sour plum soup to sober up. Then, he took the rolling pin and came to the courtyard again, at this time, Gan's family was empty.

With the help of the rolling pin, Baoyu's divine sense is stronger than before.

At the groping of the divine sense, Baoyu discovered:

Why did the "royal bodyguards" on the teahouse on the street disappear?

Cui Tianqi described that on weekdays, beware of Qingwen and their outermost line of defense, but today no one is on duty; the courtyard of the fat aunt at the end of the alley is unusually quiet, the fat aunt is gagged and locked in a wooden box at home; the grandfather and grandson of the carpenter and the mother and daughter of the little fisherman are not in the courtyard......

The abnormal situation made Baoyu extremely nervous.

......

"Ouch - it hurts my head!"

Nanyin pounded her head with her fist, she woke up and found that Baoyu looked nervous, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Baoyu shook her head and re-grasped the rolling pin with both hands...... At this time, Baoyu's divine sense poked out again, only to find that everything around him had unexpectedly returned to normal:

The street was full of people, and people looked calm.

In the teahouse, the "royal bodyguards" were talking and laughing.

The fat aunt at the end of the alley lazily collapsed on the bamboo chair, knocking melon seeds.

The little fisherman, mother and daughter, had just returned from a walk outside......

Only, the carpenter's grandson and bean sprouts were missing......

Baoyu closed her eyes, and she let out a long breath and withdrew her senses.

Baoyu said to Qingwen:

"Qingwen, take your silver fir wood, let's go to the carpenter shop and have a look...... Nanyin, you rest first, let's go back to ......"

Nanyin's strength was over at this time, and she was willing to stay alone in the courtyard, so she followed the two out of the courtyard.

A black crow flew from the north, flew up to the eaves of the top floor of the library of Jigong Academy, and landed on the shoulder of Ji Kang'er, who was holding the dossier.

This season, Kang'er ranks second among the four bears of the Iron Eagle, and he is known as Jianghu Lang.

Ji Kang'er smiled and smoothed the feathers on the black crow's back that were blown against the current, and gently plucked the letter scroll hidden in its right wing.

At a glance, she recognized the paper used for the letter roll, which was the mulberry paper that Tie Ying had used for the "station" in Jinling.

While opening the letter scroll, he said to the black crow: "It is rumored that Daddy transferred Long Yi to Jinling, let's see what is important about this dragon boy......

"It has been a while since the little girl Qingwen returned to Jinling, and the handkerchief mouth alley is in crisis, and I hope to pay close attention to the movements of Jiyang and others. There are only two short lines of words on the paper roll, and the payment is also very sloppy, which is far from Long Yi's usual style of doing things.

Ji Kang'er knew that the matter was urgent, he didn't care about being happy about Qingwen's unexpected return to Jinling, and he didn't care about complaining that Long Yi didn't tell the news of their entry into Jinling earlier, Ji Kang'er quickly left the library and went straight to the dormitory, and sure enough, he found that the students were not there.

"Are they really fooled by the sheep to teach people?"

Leaving the dormitory, Ji Kang'er bumped into Chongrong. Chongrong is the only son of the right general Chongkai, and has always had close contacts with Jiyang. At this time, he was hurrying outside the academy.

"Chongrong, where are you going, what about the other students?"

Faced with the questioning of the Lord of the Secret Mansion, Ji Kang'er, Chongrong was dumb for a while, and thought to himself: "The Lord of the Secret Mansion rarely goes out of the Library Pavilion, why did he bump into me at this juncture?!

Chongrong pretended to be calm and lied: "Teacher, it's almost early summer, and it was the master who asked us and our students to go to the swamp by the Bahe River to find out the mud marks of the swallows in order to infer this year's harvest......"