Duan Canghai and others rode horses to chase Qi Ning on the ground, it was already dusk, the people in the streets and alleys of the capital were in a hurry, at first no one noticed that there was a hot air balloon floating in the sky, finally someone saw it, was surprised, and shouted, people saw the hot air balloon floating in the air, and they were terrified. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They had never seen such a scene before, and the more timid even hid in the house, and those who were bold looked up and talked about it.

Qi Ning actually knew that the hot air balloon was floating over the capital, once it attracted attention, it was not too good after all, when there was still fuel left, the operation of the flamethrower weakened the fire, and let the hot air balloon gradually fall, Duan Canghai and others rode through the streets and alleys, closely following the hot air balloon, fortunately, Qi Ning did not stay in the sky for too long, and when he landed, Duan Canghai and others were already waiting on the ground.

Qi Ning specially found a relatively open place and dropped the hot air balloon, and after landing, Xiao Yao seemed to be still immersed in the excitement of Fang Cai, and did not come back to his senses for a while.

When Qi Ning handed over the rest of the matter to Duan Canghai and the others, and led Xiao Yao back to Longchi Academy on horseback, everyone was talking freely, and when they saw Qi Ning coming back, everyone was looking at them with respect, and at this time, Qi Ning's gaze was even different from before.

Jiang Suiyun's expression was ugly, Qi Ning walked up to him, put his hands behind his back, and didn't say much, just glanced down at his boots, smiling, but the meaning was already very clear.

A large group of people gathered around, talking in low voices, and many of them had a mocking look on their faces, obviously in the eyes of many people, Jiang Suiyun made a gambling contract with the little marquis, which was simply humiliating himself.

Jiang Suiyun took a deep breath and hesitated, he knew that it was naturally impossible for Qi Ning to let go of himself today, gritted his teeth, and finally squatted down, tore off a cloth towel from the hem of his clothes, his hands trembled, but he still buried his head in wiping his boots for Qi Ning.

Qi Ning put his hands behind his back, looked condescendingly, his eyes swept, and he saw Su Zixuan in the crowd, Su Zixuan met Qi Ning's gaze, her body trembled, and she immediately lowered her head.

She naturally did not forget that she made a gambling contract that day, and she was also involved in it, if she was according to the agreement, she would also kneel at Qi Ning's feet with Jiang Suiyun at this moment to clean her boots.

The dignified lady of the Houfu Mansion of Wuxiang wiped her boots in front of everyone, just thinking about it made people feel ashamed and angry, not to mention that she really wanted to go forward and kneel to polish her boots.

When she saw Qi Ning looking at her, her heart suddenly burst out, she was frightened, and she involuntarily shrank back.

Fortunately, he didn't hear Qi Ning's call, and secretly glanced at Qi Ning, Qi Ning's eyes had already been removed, and he didn't look at himself again, Su Zixuan's heart relaxed slightly.

Jiang Suiyun took the placket torn from the hem of his clothes, wiped Qi Ning's two boots clean, and then raised his head and asked, "I wonder if Master Hou is satisfied?" ”

Qi Ning raised his feet and looked at it one after another, and said with a smile: "Yes, Jiang Gongzi's skill in polishing his boots is really extraordinary, with this skill, no matter what happens in the future, you don't have to worry about running out of food." ”

Jiang Suiyun's eyes flashed with resentment, but Qi Ning didn't see it, stretched out his hand and said, "Young Master Jiang, is the silver ready?" ”

Jiang Suiyun stood up, his face pale, but he still tried his best to calm down, and said: "Hou Ye don't worry, since Jiang Mou has made a gambling contract with Hou Ye, he is willing to lose the bet, and the silver is not with him now, and he will send someone to the house tonight, and he will not lose a penny." ”

"Good!" Qi Ning nodded with a smile and said: "I am willing to lose the bet, Jiang Gongzi is also a loyal person, and before tonight, I will ask Jiang Gongzi to send the silver over." He looked around and said loudly: "You all bear witness, my receipt of money is not corruption and bribery, but a gambling contract, if someone is slandered behind his back in the future, everyone will have to give me a witness." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the surroundings.

This laughter pierced Jiang Suiyun's heart like a knife, Jiang Suiyun was almost out of breath for a while, looking at Qi Ning, his eyes were like knives, and he couldn't wait to cut Qi Ning with a thousand knives immediately.

Although the four rounds have ended, the book club is not over.

The literati from all over the world have the ultimate goal of entering the eight academies through this rare opportunity, although the Qionglu Academy and Yunshan Academy have withdrawn, but the remaining six academies still have to ask questions and give everyone the opportunity to enter the academy.

However, the disciples of the major academies can leave first after the four rounds of competitions, and Qionglin Academy is a women's academy, so naturally no men will be recruited, so they also leave early.

It was getting late, and the girls of Qionglin Academy didn't have to go back to the academy, they just went home, and according to the rules of the academy, after the book meeting ended, the girls would be left with two days of vacation, so there was no need to go to the academy for the next two days.

Qionglin Academy won the championship, and Qi Ning received the handwritten inscription from the little emperor from Yuan Ning'an, which is the four characters of "Wen Yi carries the Tao", and it is covered with a jade seal, which is an extremely glorious thing for any academy.

Qi Ning took the imperial gift of ink treasure, thinking that it would be better to send it to Zhuo Qingyang.

Zhuo Qingyang has worked hard to maintain Qionglin Academy for many years, but Qionglin Academy has always been on the fringe of the literary world, and has never been able to admit that winning the book club laurel this time will not immediately change the status of the women's academy in this era, but after all, it will still make people look up to it.

Zhuo Qingyang has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and sending it over with the reward of winning the championship can always make the old gentleman happy.

In addition, Qi Ning's current concern is Zhuo Qingyang's state.

Zhuo Qingyang left early before the book meeting ended, looking restless and full of worries, Qi Ning had been wondering in his heart, what was it that made Zhuo Qingyang abnormal.

He rode a horse to Qionglin Academy, it was already dark, Qi Ning dismounted, walked to the cabin outside the main entrance of the academy, looked over, but only saw Renbo, who was in charge of the door, leaning on the chair in the cabin, had fallen asleep, and a burst of alcohol emanated from the cabin, this old guy obviously drank too much.

Today, the students of the academy are all going to attend the book party, and the next two days are still holidays, so the whole academy is silent, and it is no wonder that Ren Bo will drink leisurely.

Qi Ning didn't bother him, tied his horse, and went straight into the academy.

There was silence in the academy, and there was no figure in sight, Qi Ning sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that once the students went home on weekdays, the academy would be deserted, and it was rare for Zhuo Qingyang to live here alone in such a deserted environment.

The night was dark, there was no light in the academy, it was dim, fortunately, Qi Ning's eyesight was excellent, and he was quite familiar with the road, so he followed the path to the bamboo house where Zhuo Qingyang was.

In front of the bamboo house, the bamboo forest around the bamboo house was swaying under the night breeze, like a ghost in the night, and there was no light in the bamboo house, Qi Ning frowned, thinking that Zhuo Qingyang did not return to Qionglin Academy after leaving the book club? Otherwise, why is there no light in the house?

Although it was getting late, it was not yet morning at this time, and according to Zhuo Qingyang's age, it was impossible to rest so early.

He frowned slightly, but he still walked to the door of the bamboo house and said softly: "Mr. Zhuo, I'm Qi Ning, are you resting?" ”

There was no sound in the house, Qi Ning couldn't help but reach out and push the door, only slightly forced, the bamboo door "creaked" open, and it was quiet and abnormal, and the sound made when the door was opened sounded really a little infiltrating.

Qi Ning waited until the bamboo door opened, and then shouted again into the house, but there was still no movement, only the bamboo forest behind the house was blown by the wind, making a rustling sound.

Qi Ning was puzzled, but a burst of cold air came to his face, his heart jumped, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly hit his heart, and he reached out and touched the cold blade in his hand, and he was on guard.

His lone wolf-like sense of smell made him sense that something was wrong.

He stepped into the room lightly, and by the dim light and shadow, he only glanced at it, and his heart sank.

The inkstone that should have been placed on the desk fell to the ground at this time, and the Chen Mo in the inkstone was splashed on the ground, and a chair fell obliquely on the ground.

Zhuo Qingyang's house has always been simple and clean, and if there is no accident, it is impossible to let the inkstone spill on the ground, or even let the chair fall to the ground.

He clenched the cold blade in his hand, looked at the four roads, listened to all directions, slowly approached the table, and when he reached the edge of the table, he found that a piece of paper was spread flat on the table, pressed with an ink block, and the paper seemed to be a painting.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, Qi Ning immediately smelled a peculiar smell, straightened his nose and sniffed, and soon smelled blood.

Qi Ning was taken aback, turned his head to look, and found that a window on the side was open, and the cold wind was blowing in from the window, and the smell of blood was coming in with the wind.

His eyes were cold, he walked closer, and when he reached the window, he saw a wet patch on the edge of the bed, stretched out his finger to probe, and put his finger to the tip of his nose to smell it, and sure enough, it was the smell of blood, and his heart sank, and he did not hesitate, turned over and jumped out of the window, and fell out of the window, and saw that there seemed to be a person lying on the ground not far away.

Qi Ning immediately approached, but he was still cautious and shouted, "Sir! He stopped two steps away and took a closer look, but found that the man was lying on the ground, motionless, and the clothes on his body were not the robes that Zhuo Qingyang wore before, but short clothes.

Qi Ning was stunned, and walked over lightly, the smell of blood became more and more intense, and when he looked at the ground carefully, he found that there was a blood line from under the window that spread to the place where the person was lying on the ground, and it seemed that the blood was flowing from this person.