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Jiang Qingshan came out of Wang's house, and was blown by the wind, and he actually had a cold shiver all over his body, and most of the wine woke up.

The little guy who had already had a confidant brought the horse over, and he wanted to help Jiang Qingshan get on the horse.

Jiang Qingshan waved his hand.

"You go back first, I'll walk slowly by myself." Jiang Qingshan instructed the little servant.

He didn't need anyone to follow, out of Rouge Lane, did not go to the stone archway, but turned two corners, detoured to the Cuiliu River, and walked slowly along the riverbank.

In the dead of night, it was pitch black, with only a few starlights. Jiang Qingshan walked slowly in the dark, pondering in his heart.

The group of guests actually inquired about the Ji family at Wang Jiaoer's house. Wang Jiaoer may regard this as an ordinary thing, but Jiang Qingshan doesn't think so.

Obviously, what the group of guests wanted to inquire about was the Ji family's past, and it should also be because the Xingyuan family was well-informed. They www.uuxs.cc even want to find the old households in the city and dig deep into the past of the Ji family.

Could it be that the old man used to talk about when he was drunk wasn't nonsense?!

The Ji family, the Ji family is really ......

Another gust of wind passed, Jiang Qingshan shivered again, and the wine woke up.

No, it can't be, it's too unthinkable.

But why can't it be true?

No matter what relatives the Ji family and the Jiang family had in the early years, after so many years, when the Ji family moved back, the relationship between the two families was almost like heaven and earth. Is it just because the Ji family misses the old love that they pull out the Jiang family like this?

The old man is a good drinker and a good gambler. It is said that the ancestor who sold his grave to the Ji family at that time was a rotten drunkard and a rotten gambler. The Ji family has always been rigorous.

Why did the Ji family treat him so well for generations of the Jiang family!

This is all because the Ji family has a handle in the hands of his Jiang family!

If you think about it this way, it all makes sense.

In this way, it will be much easier to bring down the Ji family than he originally thought!

When Jiang Qingshan thought of this, he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and laugh a few times.

This inquired about the Ji family and targeted the people of the Ji family, and the origin must be not small. If it weren't for the Ji family, these people wouldn't have come to Qingyuan, wouldn't have gone to Rouge Lane, and wouldn't have clashed with Jiang Xinglong, thus crippling Jiang Xinglong.

If it weren't for Jiang Xinglong's accident, Zhen would not have died!

This qiē, in the final analysis, is all because of the Ji family.

Jiang Qingshan clenched his fist and waved it into the air a few times, and then lowered his hand. He looked back and forth, left and right, and saw that there was no one around, so he quickened his pace and turned into a side alley.

He had to hurry up and tell that person about it. That person should be very willing to hear the news.

……

April in Qingyuan was rainy.

On this day, just after eating the morning meal, it was raining lightly outside.

Master Ji Er was in a good mood, and chanted a sentence that spring rain is as expensive as oil, so he asked the little guy to take an umbrella and go to the garden to sit in the listening rain pavilion, while eating tea, he took a scroll of ancient poetry and looked at it slowly.

Ji Xiaotang followed Mama Cheng to do needlework for a while in Yixiaju, and knew that Master Ji was eating tea in the garden, so he sent Jin'er to fetch things and came to the garden with an umbrella.

"I'm here to ask Daddy for good tea." Ji Xiaotang walked into Tingyuxuan and saluted Second Master Ji with a smile.

"Xiaotang came just in time." Second Master Ji raised his head from the poem scroll, and when he saw Ji Xiaotang coming, he smiled.

"Daddy, this is using mountain spring water outside the city?" Ji Xiaotang glanced at the silver pot hanging on the small red clay stove and asked with a smile.

"Exactly." Second Master Ji nodded. At this time, he saw Jin'er following behind Ji Xiaotang, holding a pot-bellied white porcelain jar in his hand.

Second Master Ji laughed again.

"What good things did Xiaotang take?" Second Master Ji had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked.

"It was the snow collected from the plum blossoms in the wax moon of the previous year. Buried in the ground for more than a year, now is the right time to make tea. Ji Xiaotang said.

"Okay, okay." Second Master Ji was very happy, and he ordered the little girl who boiled the water to change the water quickly.

"I don't need them to serve, I'll make tea for my father." Ji Xiaotang walked over and replaced the little girl who served the tea, and she personally washed her hands and boiled water to cook tea.

"It's even better!" Second Master Ji was very comfortable, "It's a pity that your mother doesn't like this." ”

Second Master Ji originally invited Second Mrs. Ji to come with him, but Second Mrs. Ji was not very uncommon in this tone, and only said that she wanted to read the account books and take care of family affairs, and let Second Master Ji come by herself.

"My mother works hard for herself, and she is also for my father." Ji Xiaotang said, "If it weren't for my mother's ability to take care of the affairs of a large family clearly, my father would want to be so leisurely, but I am afraid that he can't." ”

"That's right, Xiaotang is right." Second Master Ji laughed.

Ji Xiaotang had just boiled water and boiled the first pot of tea, and Master Ji San came with an oil-paper umbrella.

"I'm here by coincidence, haha." Master Ji San smiled when he heard Yuxuan, "Xiaotang, bring a cup of good tea to the uncle." ”

"When did Uncle love tea?" Ji Xiaotang laughed.

"You also know how good tea is?" Second Master Ji looked at Third Master Ji.

"Hey, don't bully me, you readers." Master Ji San deliberately said angrily.

While talking here, Mrs. Ji Er sent the little girl to deliver the freshly baked snacks.

Although Mrs. Ji Er is not from a scholarly family, she can't sing poems and sing with Ji Er, but she is indeed virtuous and capable. Several kinds of dim sum are exquisite and delicious, including the salty crisp that Master Ji Er likes to eat, the bean paste that Ji Xiaotang loves to eat, and the butter that Master Ji San loves to eat.

The three of them sat around the table, and Master Ji Er also put down the poem scroll and gossiped with Master Ji San and Ji Xiaotang.

"Jiang Qingshan sent people all over the city to look for people, but he didn't even find a shadow, I heard that no one saw that group of people out of the city at all, and he didn't know where to hide." Master Ji San suddenly said, "This Jiang Qingshan, in vain, people still say that he is the head snake of the ground." ”

Ji Xiaotang's hand that was pouring tea paused.

Ji Xiaotang didn't pay too much attention to the guests in Rouge Lane who had a conflict with Jiang Xinglong, but neither Yamen nor Jiang Qingshan could find anyone, so Ji Xiaotang paid attention.

The appearance of that group of people and their behavior in Rouge Lane, Ji Xiaotang has already asked Master Ji San.

Ji Xiaotang was faintly suspicious.

Now that a few days have passed, no one has seen this group of people out of the city, but Jiang Qingshan searched the city and did not find this group of people.

Naturally, this group of people will not disappear out of thin air.

In Qingyuan County, someone sheltered this group of people. Looking at the distance, there are only a handful of people who can hide the deeds of this group of people and hide Jiang Qingshan.

Could it be ......

If it's the county government, if it's that person, these are not difficult things.

"Daddy, do you have ......" Ji Xiaotang raised his head and asked Second Master Ji.

"I was about to tell you......" Second Master Ji put down the tea cup in his hand.

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