The Southern Chu National Teacher is not in the mansion, and Chunhuajun is confined to the mansion and does not see outsiders, which is a well-known thing in the whole of Southern Chu and Danyang City.

Due to the departure of the owner of this mansion and the grounding of its sole heir, Ji Jiashu, the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion has become unpopular from the former door.

Except for a few friends such as Chen Zichu, after Ji Jiashu's marriage contract was decided, few people would come to the National Teacher's Mansion. Ji Mozhi's family is very strict and cold, and the junior ceremony is about to be overcrowded in Danyang City, but few cultivators from other countries dare to come and make friends with posts.

The thresholds of the homes of several great immortal officials in Danyang City who are expected to become the main examiners of the primary ceremony are about to be broken, but the gate of the Southern Chu National Teacher's Mansion is as cold as fog, and the door is full of birds.

After all, even if those descendants want to go through the door and make friends, no one dares to climb to Donghuang Taiyi.

The level of this friendship is too high for ordinary people to climb.

There is this reason, on the eve of the primary ceremony, the entire city fell into Danyang City, which was about to move, and the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion almost became the only pure land and a forbidden place that others did not dare to touch.

In addition, the National Teacher's Mansion is remote in the interior of Danyang City, and the sound of cars and horses is almost unknown on weekdays.

So when they saw the black carriage, everyone was stunned.

Ji Jiashu didn't care about this when no one visited the Southern Chu National Teacher's Mansion, but was happy to be quiet. After all, in private, the operation of the National Teacher's Mansion is still as usual, but it does not go through the door. Ji Qingyuan also knows the reason, and he can know a lot of things inside and outside the National Teacher's Mansion through his channels.

But Ying Baoyue looked at the looks of these two people and knew that these two black carriages were beyond the expectations of the two brothers.

"This is ......" Ji Jiashu looked at the black carriage, and the gatekeeper of the National Teacher's Mansion greeted them for Ji Jiashu, and they were also surprised when they saw the other carriage that suddenly came in.

There are no other people in the vicinity, and this carriage may only be coming towards the National Teacher's Mansion.

But Ji Jiashu thought about the information he had received recently, and he didn't expect anyone to come at such a sensitive time.

The inky black carriage had no emblems, as if all the secrets were hidden in it, which was very different from an open-top carriage that Ying Baoyue had seen before.

Ying Baoyue was also a little confused, but all the doubts exploded when she saw the people in the carriage.

A side was exposed in the curtain, and Ying Baoyue had already recognized the person.

They had met many times, but she didn't expect to see these two people in this place.

But the others were not as familiar as her, and the people in the carriage looked outside, and they didn't seem to expect to be so coincidental to encounter such a big battle at the door, and the person who came took a breath, but still walked out of the carriage.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who walked out of the carriage, Ji Jiashu was slightly stunned.

"You ......"

Ji Jiashu just wanted to speak, but the next moment his voice paused, and his eyes fell on the man behind the young man in Tsing Yi.

Not only him, but Ji Qingyuan's gaze was also firmly fixed on the older man at first glance.

At the beginning of the rain, some droplets of water fell on the bronze mask on the man's face, clanging.

It became the only voice in the dead silence at the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Ying Baoyue stared at the familiar owner of the bronze mask with a complicated expression.

Most of his aura had been retracted, far less terrifying than when Ying Baoyue first saw him, just looking at the aura was almost similar to Zhao Guang, who was in the sixth rank next to him, but the Ji brothers' gaze was almost instinctively condensed on the man who was obviously standing further behind.

The two sides did not say a word, but there was a dark tide in the quiet.

This is a unique feeling among high-level cultivators, and there are some other things for Ji Jiashu.

High-level cultivators don't rely on their faces to recognize people, the aura on the man wearing the mask is as deep as an abyss, Ji Jiashu knows very well that there is no such figure among the people he is familiar with, but for some reason he feels that this aura is somewhat familiar.

The dark eyes of the man under the bronze mask also suddenly looked at him.

The young man and the man with a face hidden under a mask looked at each other silently.

Ying Baoyue stared at this scene quietly on the side, feeling that something indescribable seemed to be surging.

"Are you ......" Ji Jiashu looked at Li Ji and asked again, but his voice was quieter than last time, and the still water flowed deeply.

In front of the National Teacher's Mansion, there was once again a strange stalemate. Li Ji didn't say a word, but the other people around instinctively felt that they couldn't interject into the conversation between the two.

And at this moment, it was Li Ji who broke this dead silence.

The masked man glanced at Zhao Guang, who looked embarrassed beside him, took a step back, and stretched out his finger.

The meaning is very clear, this is the protagonist of this meeting.

Zhao Guang escaped from his stiffness. It was he who pulled Li Ji out, but he didn't expect Ji Jiashu and the others to come back from the Jixia School Palace so quickly, and the two of them would just bump into each other at the door.

He didn't expect that he, the second brother, could still be detected by Ji Jiashu if he restrained his breath and wore such a dead man's mask, he didn't know whether to say that Li Ji's aura was too terrifying or that Ji Jiashu was too sharp......

The world of high-level cultivators is terrifying......

At this time, Ji Jiashu also quickly regained his composure, looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who had a relationship outside Danyang City, and gave a salute.

"I am Jiashu, the second son of the Danyang Ji family, and I don't know Dongwu...... Why did my stepson come to our house? ”

Ji Jiashu said lightly.

"Stepson?"

Guichen, who was frowning and thinking, reacted at this time. At that time, the carriage of Dongwu passed by in a hurry, and many people went to see the saint of the Northern Wei Dynasty without even remembering the name of this unknown Dongwu stepson, let alone his face.

It is estimated that the only one who can remember is a certain Chunhuajun with excellent memory.

Zhao Guang smiled bitterly when he heard this, and stepped forward to return the salute to Ji Jiashu.

"I am Tian Guang, the third son of Sima Tian Maoyan of Eastern Wu, and this time I was valued by the imperial court and was named the stepson of Eastern Wu. Chunhuajun, a long admired name. ”

Tian Guang......

The third son of the Great Sima of Eastern Wu......

Ying Baoyue looked at the young man who was politely coming and going with Ji Jiashu with a respectful face, and looked up numbly at Li Ji, who was standing behind Zhao Guang and was silent as the background board......

Fake it.

Who knows what the last names of these two brothers are......

Maybe the next time I see it, I can't say if it's something else.

"Where, Tian Gongzi is polite." Ji Jiashu looked at Zhao Guang with an enthusiastic face, interrupted the other party's scene without rudeness, and looked at Zhao Guang quietly, "The Dongwu stepson is here, and the house is full of glory, but the father is not there, and the kid is in the ground, I don't know ......how the Dongwu stepson came this time."

No matter what status he has in his own country, a country's stepson represents his country here.

Looking at Zhao Guang, who was not very deep in his body, and did not say that he asked to see the Southern Chu National Teacher, but kept talking about him left and right, Ji Jiashu narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

What is this man here for?

When Zhao Guang heard this straightforward question, he glanced at Li Ji behind him without a trace, and looked at Ji Jiashu, "I'll wait for this time to ......."

With a squeak, the sound of the door of the National Teacher's Mansion opening interrupted his words.

"The old slave didn't know that the stepson of Dongwu had arrived so soon, and he was disappointed."

Hearing this voice, Ji Jiashu turned around when he heard the sound, and his pupils shrank.

"Second Uncle Ji?"

Ji Jiashu looked at Ji Er standing by the door in a daze. Although Ji Er is a subordinate, he has served Ji Mo for many years and is a housekeeper in the National Teacher's Mansion, and his status in the mansion is outstanding. Over the years, he has been in the house for the elderly, except for the major events ordered by Ji Mo, and he easily does not go out.

Ji Jiashu hadn't seen him for a long time.

Ying Baoyue was also stunned when she saw this old man.

"Second Uncle Ji, why are you ...... at this time," Ji Jiashu said halfway through and looked at Zhao Guang at the door.

"Is it ......?"

"I didn't expect the eldest son and the second son to be there, and there was no need for the old slave to notify them one by one."

Ying Baoyue's heart suddenly rose with an ominous premonition.

Ji Er looked at the Dongwu carriage outside the door, his wrinkled old face piled up a smile, and he smiled and spoke.

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

"Second son, the master has just passed the order, from today to the end of the primary ceremony, the stepson of Dongwu will temporarily live in the National Teacher's Mansion."

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