Beitang Che couldn't deny: "You really should thank me, but I don't know that you took him away." ”

The autumn breeze is crisp, the air is filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and the smell is like a forest after rain, with a cold freshness.

"Why did the emperor save Jia Mo?" Yi Jiu took a few steps closer and stood side by side with Beitang Che.

"He didn't tell you who he was?" Beitang Che didn't care about his outrageous behavior, but said: "The identity of Jia Gongzi is not as simple as you think. ”

"Oh?" Yi Jiu shrugged, "I thought he was just a fallen assassin. ”

"Lord Zuo Xiang is devoted to him, but he deceives you." The North Hall is straight.

"It's okay, he has no intention of harming me." Yi Jiu shook his head.

As soon as his words fell, Beitang Che had a cold light flashing in his hand, and he actually shook a short sword into the air and flew straight towards Yi Jiu.

Seeing this, Yi Jiu suddenly flew up, held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and turned around to put the sword on Beitang Che's neck, but there was a bit of desperation in his eyes.

After a moment of confrontation, Beitang Che smiled and looked indifferent, while Yi Jiu's expression was uncertain, and his face was a little pale.

"Worthy of my Zuo Xiang." Every time we meet, we can surprise me.

Beitang Che stretched out his hand and held the blade of the sword undoubtedly, the cold blade was suddenly embedded in the palm of his hand, and the warm blood was dyed along the veins of the cold sword body, and then fell to the ground with a tick.

Yi Jiu's eyes flashed, and the blade of the sword trembled at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Beitang Che raised his eyebrows, regardless of the depth of the wound, he slowly pulled the sword against his neck, and slowly pressed it against his chest.

I saw that the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled imperceptibly, and then tried to turn the tip of the sword, but found that every movement of my hand would pull the hand holding the blade.

Yi Jiu couldn't help but be frightened in his heart, although he knew that Beitang Che was a ghost, and this wound would heal soon, but he still subconsciously unloaded a little bit of strength.

Beitang Che felt this slight movement, and he didn't say much, but just took a step forward.

The man with the sword took a step back almost simultaneously, as if sensing something. However, there is a slight difference between back and forth.

The tip of the sword did not hesitate to enter, and the warm blood immediately gushed out, instantly staining the placket of the chest red.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword froze, not daring to move any more.

Yi Jiu looked at him stunned, not knowing whether to retreat or advance for a while.

Beitang Che opened his lips lightly, his voice was hoarse, and he was unexpectedly lifeless, he smiled: "Lord Zuo Xiang is good at kung fu." ”

With that, the wounds on the chest and palm healed quickly and quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yi Jiu sighed, handed over the dagger, and knelt down on one knee and said, "The minister is guilty." ”

"I can easily get close to me." Beitang Che helped him up, "Maybe no one knows, but our Lord Zuo Xiang is both civil and military." ”

"It's over." Yi Jiu shook his head, "I also ask the emperor to keep this secret for the minister, the minister only knows a little about the surface." ”

"Prime Minister Zuo's words are too humble." Beitang Che's voice was still windless and waveless, and he only said, "I promise you." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Beitang Che nodded, his expression uncertain.

Yi Jiu bowed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "That minister will not disturb the elegance of the emperor and Ning Gongzi." ”

"Get out." Beitang Che frowned, pretending to say coldly.

"The minister will retire first."

Yi Jiu smiled, turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest, and called back Ning Zhe by the way.

Beitang Che was full of emotion, and when he turned around, he must make a few plaques of the saints of the world, hang one in the Prime Minister's Mansion and one in the Imperial Palace.

I really don't know if I need to prepare a few washboards next time we meet.

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In front of the inn at this time.

The inn covers an area of more than three acres, close to Chang'an Market, and it was getting late at night, and there were not many pedestrians and vendors on the street.

Yi Jiu looked by the light of the lantern candlelight, and saw a mummy standing not far away, still tied with the bandage he had wrapped for him in the morning, but holding a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was pointing at the chest of another person menacingly.

When I looked closely, I didn't know when there were a few new wounds on my body.

That person was Jia Mo, and on the other side was Chu Ren.

Yi Jiu suddenly felt a little headache, but he didn't know why Jia Mo appeared here, and he was rightly entangled with the Northeast Chu Clan.

Yi Jiu stood there, not knowing what to think, before he walked over and nodded at the two of them.

Seeing that it was him, Chu Ren nodded thoughtfully, and smiled evilly, "It turned out to be Lord Yi's guest." ”

Jia Mo said curiously: "You two know each other?" ”

Yi Jiu: "I don't know. ”

Chu Ren: "I don't know. ”

Jia Mo: "......"

Yi Jiu didn't say much, invited the two to the courtyard of the inn, put some melons and fruits in the hexagonal pavilion, served a pot of hot wine, and set up a banquet in the moonlight.

Chu Ren sat on the main seat without saying a word, Yi Jiu smiled and sat face to face with Jia Mo, Jia Mo raised his eyes from time to time and glared at Chu Ren fiercely, but the latter's face was always calm and light, and he did not show emotion.

Yi Jiu ordered Xiao Er to retreat after setting up his things, and poured a cup of wine in front of the two of them, and did it first as a respect, and the two of them also took the wine and drank, and after a tour, they were a little drunk.

Yi Jiu said: "Does this son know my guest?" ”

"The sword on his body was given to the Jiangnan Jia clan by our Northeast Chu clan." Chu Ren was not in a hurry, and said slowly: Today, I accidentally found this sword on this person, and it is not strange for you to say it. ”

"Oh." Hearing this, Yi Jiu first nodded solemnly, and then turned his head to look at Jia Mo, with a smile on his face.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and I still want to investigate his identity, but now it's clear.

"Yi Jiu! Don't you believe me? Obviously, he didn't even say a fart and got into a fight with me. When Jia Mo saw him laughing, he suddenly felt humiliated, and his face flushed with anger.

"Brother Chu doesn't know, this is the person of the Jiangnan Jia family." Yi Jiu replied lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said gently: "It's just that I still hope that Brother Chu will spread it." ”

"And such a thing?" Chu Ren pretended to be interested.

"I'm afraid Brother Chu has already known his identity." Yi Jiu was still smiling, and said, "What is the purpose of Brother Chu coming this time?" ”

And Jia Mo was still stunned, "Yi Jiu, how do you know that I am from the Jia clan in Jiangnan?" ”

Yi Jiu said seriously: "I guess." ”

It's not nonsense, it's really a guess, who knows if it's accurate. (Zuo Xiang: It's me.) ）

Jia Mo: "......"

Chu Ren: "......"

After a long time, Chu Ren finally spoke, and said concisely and clearly: "The Central Plains Jing Clan is completely finished now." ”