Jin Yanchen has long heard of the atmosphere of the celebrities of the Jiankang clan drinking and serving stones, and the girls are happy.

He wasn't going to get involved in this nonsense.

However, in the days when Ning Yunfeng led him around to make friends with courtiers in the name of a drinking friend, he found that things were far from being as simple as he thought.

If you want to make friends with this group and use it for me, it is not enough to rely on financial inducements or military deterrence. You need to be the same kind of person as them, and you need to be in time for them to build a deep friendship with them.

- Even if this friendship only stays at the level of wine and meat, it is always one more fig leaf than the exchange of interests of Chiguoguo, and it is psychologically more acceptable.

This is also why the Su family is noble, but they have cultivated a man like Su Jingxuan. In addition to the two surnames of Fang Rong, there are leaders like Rong Yi, generals like Fang Yan who can fight well, people like Fang Zhilin who talk and do nothing, drunk and dream of death, and people like Fang Mian Rongxiang.

If a person or a family is too clean and independent of convention, although it can win people's praise, there will always be a subtle separation from the power layer that guides the direction of the wind.

Once the position is lost, there is no recovery. That's what the lonely minister does.

The four major surnames of Jiankang do not do this. Jin Yanchen wants to entrap the courtiers, and he can't do this.

It's not that he can't get through these doorways, and it's not that he can't do it. Back then, in Changle Palace, in order to survive, to climb up, and to protect Mu Dianke, he bowed to Sasaki and did too many things that went against his heart.

Including sending Xiao Chuyu to collect beauties and pay tribute to Sasaki.

Those young and beautiful women, some of them coveted glory and volunteered to dedicate themselves, while others were forced, bought, cheated, and robbed. In order to let Xiao Chuyu do good deeds, he turned a blind eye to all kinds of shady methods he used in private, and never asked.

In the end, those women, without exception, did not end well.

His life is like a never-ending cycle of cause and effect. When he swallowed his grief and sore throat, he could no longer distinguish between the negative karma created by others and the ones that he had planted with his own hands.

Ning Yu was eager to win over the forces of the rivers and lakes, wanting to tie himself up to his camp. gave him a treasure knife, gold and silver, and now he plans to stuff him with a woman surnamed Ning.

Jin Yanchen noticed the problem when the handmaiden's hand touched the handle of the pot.

The handle of the pot is set to the mechanism, a pot of two kinds of wine, how can this kind of rotten trick be hidden from his eyes.

Maybe Ning Yunfeng didn't want to hide it from him at all, but just wanted to test him in this way to see if he was willing to get on the boat.

After all, a knife that can't be controlled, the sharper it is, the easier it is to hurt itself, and no one is at ease.

So he drank it. His body, which has been slashed with swords, soaked by poison, and burned in water and fire, is not as delicate as these pampered and healthy children. A mere cup of trembling may make him uncomfortable, but it won't make him lose his concentration.

It's just that when he hugged the woman surnamed Ning with heavy makeup and kissed her, another face came to mind.

At that moment, he thought in disbelief, so if he told Mu Dian about this, what kind of reaction would she have? It must have been a slap in the face without thinking about it.

How sad it was that even the thought of her had become a defilement for him now.

There was a rhythmic tapping sound from the cabin behind him, slow three and fast two, and it was done.

Qu Ya is doing things, and he has never been at ease.

Along both sides of the Qinhuai River, there are Qinlou Chu pavilions everywhere, and it is not difficult to find a prostitute who is similar to him. The lights in the cabin were dim, and even if Ning Yunfeng sent someone to follow him to snoop, he couldn't find anything unusual.

He didn't have to be so cautious, but just as Ning Yu needed him, he also needed Ning Yu as an ally.

What he wants to fight against is not only most of the rivers and lakes headed by Mu Cangping, but also the entire court surnamed Liu. It is not wise to fight alone.

A person who is strong and self-disciplined, has no desires and no desires is terrible. Therefore, he is greedy for money and lustful, so that Ning Yu can feel at ease and feel that he is a person who can see through and master.

People who have weaknesses are always more reassuring.

"Sixth Son." There was a sound of broken footsteps behind him, and a low cry was clear, like water droplets dripping onto the jade plate, clean and clear, and the soft warbler crying in the cabin was two different tastes.

It was the woman named Ning Weishuang.

"Get out!" He said coldly.

Those who are familiar with Jin Yanchen know that this is already a rather dangerous signal.

But Ning Weishuang didn't know.

She took a light step forward, stretched out her hand, and tried to hold Jin Yanchen from behind.

The next moment, however, her body was suspended in the air. Her neck was pinched by Jin Yanchen and lifted straight up. The style is no longer there, like a black goose that stretches its neck and flutters desperately.

Only then did Jin Yanchen see Ning Weishuang's outfit clearly. She had bathed again, washed off her face, and changed into the light red silk dress. She wore a black cloth skirt with narrow sleeves and a large hem, and her long hair was draped down and shallow at the back of her head.

Jin Yanchen was stunned.

The past is coming violently, and it can't be stopped. In front of the huge black stone hall in Chuan Ashan, the woman with cold eyebrows was pinched by his neck, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were tired, and she didn't even have the heart to resist.

She looked at him calmly and asked him, "Why do you always feel that everyone else except you has no heart and doesn't hurt?" ”【1】

Jin Yanchen shook off his hand violently and turned his back. Hand pillar gangway, looking at the lights and shadows on the ten-mile Qinhuai, he gasped deeply.

The heart is like being placed on a huge stone mill, and it is crushed over and over again.

Why does he always feel that other people don't have a heart? Because he didn't know what kind of pain hurt more than him.

"Who taught you to dress like that?" He hunched his back, his body stiff like a sculpture, and asked in a cold voice.

Ning Weishuang sat on the ground, her hands covering her neck, and there was still fear in her eyes that she had escaped from the edge of life and death.

She looked at the tall back of Jin Yanchen, and subconsciously kicked her legs back. But he was worried that the movement would be too big, which would alarm Jin Yanchen and stimulate him to move in advance, and he finally didn't dare to move after retreating.

This man, when he smiles warmly, can take people's hearts and souls. It's cold, but it can throw people to hell in an instant.

Ning Weishuang thought, what kind of terrible person is this?

After she was terrified, she suddenly realized one thing—it was this black dress that she casually turned out to try her luck that saved her.

Jin Yanchen asked, who taught her to dress like this?

That is to say, this dress has a deep meaning for him.

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